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Eva Peck was furious. Even her mother said that a twelve-year old young lady who
was beginning to develop like one ought to leave baseball to the boys! Can you
just imagine in this day and age leaving everything to the boys just like it was
1800 or some ancient time like that! She snapped her long blond pigtails in the
air like two ferocious whips as she turned on her heel and left the sand lot
where the boys in the neighborhood were having a wonderful time playing baseball
and wouldn't let her play! Well, she had the right to have a good time, too,
didn't she? Why were all the fun things left for the boys? She liked to play
hockey, or example, and what did her mother want her to do? She insisted that
Eva take figure skating lessons! Of all the stupid things to do! What good are
figure skating lessons? What you had to do was get the experience so that you
were able to place the puck exactly where it was supposed to go. Figure skating
lessons were sure a laugh when it came to doing anything useful like that! And
now it seemed as if the whole world was against her playing baseball too!
Hi, Nina, she suddenly called, seeing her pal on the way to the sand
lot, coming at her in the other direction. They won't let you play,
she announced sourly. Boys! They think they know everything! She
expected to see Nina get really angry, because she liked a good game of baseball
or hockey as much as Eva did, but Nina seemed to be looking for someone.
Hey, Eva, have you seen Chuck? Nina asked, not perturbed about the
unfair conditions for girls in Norris Point at all!
I don't care if I never see him, Eva spat. What's it to you to
see a boy?
Now Nina Perry focused her attention on her old friend, seeing for herself that
Chuck Christensen was not at the sand lot.
Well if you want to get to play with boys, you got to know how to go about
doing it, Eva. You don't be stupid about it.
Are you calling me stupid? Eva said, blazing at her old friend, her
buddy, she thought.
Oh, naw, come off it, Eva. What I mean is these guys ain't the only guys
in town, and there are other baseball games in other places.
Where?
Other places I know, the dark-haired, freckle-nosed Nina whispered
mysteriously. Only you have to join the club to play.
A baseball club? Eva Peck's pretty jaw dropped in surprise. Then her
brow furled. What are you talking about?
That's why I'm looking for Chuck Christensen, the darker girl
explained. See, to join a club, you have to be initiated and to do that,
there's a number of steps, you know. Right now I'm supposed to be doing another
step in my initiation.
You mean that Chuck Christensen is a member of this club? Eva had
always admired Chuck Christensen. He was a real leader of the guys, and he was
extra good in any sport, it seemed. He could play hockey like a Maple Leaf. The
Maple Leafs were her favorite team.
He sure is. He's the president, I think. I'm not sure. Before your
initiation is finished, you don't get told very much, not even where you're
going to play when you're finished.
Why not? Eva demanded. It sounded to her like more of male
chauvinism.
They have to be careful, of course. If you have a club, you don't let
people know your secrets. If people don't pass the initiation and don't get into
the club, what happens if they know all the secrets? Eva couldn't imagine
what would happen, if anything.
I suppose it depends on the secrets, she mumbled. Who's in the
club? she asked, still suspicious of the whole idea. She had never heard
of such a thing to do with baseball!
You can't know that either, not yet. Say, Eva, there's talk they're going
to need another girl for the team. You interested?
You mean they have to have a certain number of girls? Why don't they just
pick the best players? Eva was perplexed and the idea certainly did
nothing to allay her suspicions.
It's up to you, the other girl said, shrugging her shoulders as
though it didn't matter in the least bit whether Eva, who was supposed to be her
best friend, was on her team or not! Eva could not help being incensed and then
hurt. I just have to find someone, Nina continued nonchalantly.
What would I have to do? Eva asked then. She could not help but
recall that Chuck Christensen was in this club, whatever it was.
First you have to come to a special meeting and talk to the guys, I guess.
I'd have to find out for sure, Nina explained. What time are going
home for lunch, and I'll call you.
Can't we just go and find Chuck and find out now? Eva asked.
If I can find Chuck, we got other things to do, Nina told her
mysteriously.
Like what? Eva asked with a penetrating stare. Since when did Nina
Perry do things secret from her best friend?
Oh, Eva, I can't tell you. That's why I want you to join!
Well I don't mind going and talking about it.
I'll call you at noon.
Yeah, okay, Eva agreed, and they parted. Eva Peck went home because
there wasn't anything better to do, and she might just as well sit around and
read comics. Nina Perry went looking for Chuck, apparently.
First I have to ask you, said Nina later that afternoon when Eva met
her for the club meeting to which she was invited, if you'll promise not
to tell anyone anything if you decide not to join. I mean, you wouldn't want me
to get into trouble or anything like that!
Of course not! Eva affirmed. What could Nina mean by trouble?
I told the guys you had a sense of honor and weren't any tattle
tale, Nina smiled, sighing with relief.
I sure do! Eva agreed, wondering now why she would be called upon to
use it.
They had several blocks to walk before turning into a really beautiful house on
the outskirts of Norris Point. Eva thought it was the Voss house, but she wasn't
sure. Marcus Voss was a former mayor of the town, and the family was the
wealthiest in the whole county, her father often said.
Hey, won't we get caught in here? Eva asked nervously. Already Nina
had left the path that led to the front door and was leading her pal over the
lawns. Eva was not accustomed to walking on such beautiful lawns. The only one
she knew that looked anywhere near as beautiful was in the park and it was
covered with signs that warned people not to walk on it.
So what if we do? Ned has a right to play with kids, Nina told her.
Who's Ned?
Ned Voss. He lives here, and he's in the club, Nina told her
importantly. He goes to private school, she then explained, suddenly
feeling guilty for enjoying her sense of importance in knowing Ned Voss.
The two girls reached the rear of the house, and Nina led Eva on into the trees
that started to dot the yard sparsely and then became more numerous as the land
began to rise into the hills that backed the property. Suddenly, Nina stopped.
Here we are! she announced. Before indicating where they were, she
enjoyed the startled look on her friend's face as she looked around herself,
hunting for the clubhouse that Nina had told her to expect. Up
there! she laughed gaily at last. She pointed straight up, and sure
enough, there was the bottom of a good sized tree house that had been
constructed in the branches of two trees, not one. The trees were sturdy old red
maples, their gray bark folded around them like the folds of clothing.
What strange looking trees, Eva noted. Gosh, the wealthy people had
everything, she couldn't help thinking. But she looked up at the tree house with
a strangely beating heart. She never had paid much attention to the Vosses or
talk about them, and she had not realized there was a boy in the family. There
was not only a kid in the family, a lover of baseball like herself, she thought,
shakily, but she, Eva Peck, was going to meet him and ... and play with him ...
and maybe be in the very same club!
Never mind the trees, Nina said impatiently. We may be a
little late. Hurry up.
Hurry up what? Eva asked. Nina had changed something wicked, Eva was
thinking. She was getting so impatient and preoccupied! Could it be this club
that was such a bad influence on her friend? If that was the case, maybe Eva
should think twice about joining, even if it did have important guys like Chuck
Christensen and Ned Voss in it!
Climb up, Nina ordered, and for the first time, Eva noticed the rope
ladder that was only partially visible, lying folded on a low limb. She took it
down.
You go first, she said to Nina. Why me? I never been here
before.
The truth was that Nina Perry had no idea what they would find at the top of the
ladder. She never knew for sure, and she wanted to climb up behind her friend so
that Eva could not run away if she didn't like what she saw.
It's the rules of my initiation, Nina told Eva. I have to be
polite and let you go first, she explained lamely.
Eva snorted. She looked at her friend with a laugh in her blue eyes. Imagine
Nina having to be polite! Well, maybe there was something to being polite when
you were sitting around waiting for your turn at bat and it might not come
because some dumb kid on your team was a lousy player and would sure as hell
strike out. Then there were times when you got mad at the umpire and had to be
sure you didn't start a fist fight and get put out of the game. Maybe practicing
politeness was supposed to stop things like that. Oh, well. She started to climb
the rope ladder. She tried to master the climb so she wouldn't look awkward, but
it was hard getting the rungs of the ladder to stay away from the tree trunk so
she could manage a good foot hold, at least very fast. By the time she reached
the top, she could not help feeling embarrassed and her face was hot, probably
red. Maybe no one would notice.
No one even looked at her when she reached the top. There were two boys, Chuck
Christensen with his dark curly hair and brown eyes. Boy, you had to watch out
for that guy on the ice. She wanted to greet him, but was confused by his lack
of attention. He and another boy with carrot red hair and a lot more freckles
than Nina had were busy talking about something. So she turned self-consciously
and looked back down the ladder.
You coming, Nina? she asked so the stupid boys wouldn't think she
had to depend on them to say hello. She would show them she had plenty of other
interests, the least of which was saying hello to a couple of guys, especially
jerks like Chuck and whoever he was talking to. Maybe it was Ned Voss. That
would explain why he was so stuck-up.
When Nina finally came up, the first thing they did was get introduced. Then Eva
softened. After all, the boys were very likely as self-conscious as she was.
Either that or it was just another rule of politeness not to talk to someone
until you were introduced. Eva didn't know much about that. Still, Chuck knew
her, she thought, even though they had never really talked to each other.
The next thing they did was play cards, and the first thing she knew, she was
learning how to play poker. She wanted to ask about the club, but as far as she
knew this was kind of a meeting and maybe this was what you did at meetings.
That wasn't too bad. But she would really like to know about the sports. Yet,
Nina had said that until after the initiation, she would not be told very much
at all and that it would be useless to ask questions.
One of the surprising things that happened though was how Ned Voss, for that's
who the redhead turned out to be, seemed to deliberately keep his leg pressed
against hers under the card table. Eva had never had anything like that happen
to her before, and at first she was uncomfortable. But Ned smiled at her very
warmly, and finally she began to tingle until she reached the point where she
didn't want him to take his leg away, It was very strange. And very nice. In
fact, he was a terrific guy, she decided. If only he would get around to the
sports things, too, everything would be perfect.
By the time Chuck Christensen and Nina had disappeared down the rope ladder, Eva
even forgot to wonder where they were going and why. Ned Voss had her complete
attention. He was very impressive and sounded just like a movie star when he
spoke. Every word sounded smooth as the note of a song. She could not imagine
what it was he found so attractive about her. She began to suspect that maybe
there really was no club and that Ned had simply asked Nina or Chuck or whoever
it was he knew to introduce him to Eva. She wanted very much to ask him if he
had seen her somewhere before and where that could be, but she somehow couldn't
get the words out of her constricted throat. Just think of Ned Voss being
interested in Eva Peck. If it had been any other boy she knew who had shown this
kind of romantic interest, she would have scoffed. She'd rather play baseball
any day!
I hear you like to play baseball, he finally said after the others
had left. He asked her if she wouldn't like to sit down on the big pillows on
the floor in the corner of the large tree house. Automatically she agreed to
move to the pillow even though it meant losing contact with his knee. However,
when they were on the pillows, he put his arm around her and pressed his leg the
length of hers.
I ... uh ... I like a good game, she said uncertainly.
Yeah, Nina says you're very good, he said, looking into her blue
eyes intently. His eyes were a lovely gray green, she saw. He was squeezing her
a little and she was sure her face must be flushing by now. She felt hot and her
heart was beating like a trip-hammer. We play baseball, he said,
smiling as though baseball were just a little difficult to think about right
now.
That's what I thought, she said, but she was having trouble caring,
too. Why?
We have a little initiation, he whispered. And for you, part
of that's getting to know the coach. That's me. Okay? What did he mean?
And then abruptly, as she tried to nod her head 'yes,' he put his arms
completely around her and drew her tight against him. First he kissed her just
gently, softly, but then he kissed her harder and she felt her lips being
opened. Oh, she had heard of this kind of kiss. It was supposed to be when you
really liked someone a lot. Could it be that Ned Voss liked her that much? She
could not help herself and she opened her lips almost eagerly to accept his
probing wet tongue. Their tongues met and tasted one another, exchanging an
incredible kiss. Ned's hands were restless on her back and shoulders now, moving
back and forth, up and down, around and over her little white button-down
blouse.
Eva Peck felt something very new. It was an almost overwhelming surge of desire
at this nearness to a boy, especially Ned, the intoxicating boy odor in a
relationship that she had never before known. His kisses were eliciting a full
and total response inside the would-be ball player, and when his moving hands
gradually worked their way around to lightly entering the front of her blouse,
the buttons seeming to pop out of the button holes as if he willed them to, and
lightly caressed the beginning mounds of her new tits, she didn't know whether
this was the time to stop him or not. Her mother had said something about not
letting a boy go too far, but what did that mean? And the closeness she felt to
this new friend right now seemed to transcend any parental warning or concern.
And so Ned began to caress her newly ripening titties in earnest then as his
eager tongue probed wetly in and out of her opened mouth. Gosh, his gentle touch
felt so good on her! Unaware of her own response, she wrapped her fingers in his
carrot-red curls, kissing him even more passionately, and then his fingers had
dipped inside her undershirt, which her mother insisted she wear if she wouldn't
wear a brassiere. The contact of his hand on her naked flesh thrilled the
twelve-year old more than she could ever have imagined. Oh, she had overheard a
lot of talk among certain girls around school, and she had always pretended that
she wasn't listening. Now she was glad she had. She suspected that it was less
frightening to know that these strange and thrilling sensations were common to
others. Before she knew it, she was allowing him to unbutton her blouse and to
slip the garment down over her shoulders. And then his deft fingers had worked
her undershirt up under her arm pits so that she felt a cool rush of air against
her now-erect nipples as her still firm, not yet very large tits were fully
exposed to Ned's hungry gaze.
Gently with his palm he began to stroke her naked, just blossoming tits, rolling
his hands over her newly forming mounds before bringing them up to massage the
hardened nipples. Taking the taut pink buds between thumb and forefinger, he
tweaked them into a quivering rigidity. Eva moaned with increasing fervor as
Ned's caresses wrung soft cries of delight from her throat. Little shivers of
arousal began to course through her, and she had felt a warm wetness up between
her legs seeping from her excitedly throbbing cunt. She was sure glad she had
heard the girls talk about that or it would have frightened her to death!
Eva felt no panic at all even when Ned's red head dipped down and his wetly
heated lips encircled one of her erect little nipples, tongue swirling wetly
round and round the goose-bumped aureole. Even though this was the first time in
her life she had ever bared any part of her so private to a boy, never mind been
kissed by a boy right there on a nipple, the thought never entered her mind
right away that there was anything she should do to stop this marvelous
experience, that what she was doing might lead to uncontrollable passion. The
young blond twelve-year old was still awed by the idea that no less than Ned
Voss was apparently crazy about her, and she felt safe, felt warm and somewhat
drowsy from what he was doing, and very excited as his gently sucking mouth
moved like a hungry child's on her soft, young tits.
All of a sudden, though, one of Ned's hands left her quivering titty and moved
down to stroke her thighs just below her shorts. His fingers hungrily traversed
the silky soft skin of her inner thighs, then moved upward, sliding the hem of
the shorts still higher until the tips of his searching fingers were resting on
her warmly moistened cuntal mound right on the white cotton of her panties. Only
then did Eva feel the first stirrings of panic, for Ned had groaned and clamped
his lips hard around her rigid nipple while his other hand squeezed and kneaded
the resilient flesh of her naked young titty. The squirming young blond felt
confused, uncertain. She wanted to be rid of his moist warm mouth on her tit,
his lusting, nerve-wracking touch on her nakedly exposed flesh, and yet she
didn't want to be free of it either. For a moment she was undecided, and that
was time enough for Ned to unbutton and unzip her shorts so that he could begin
caressing the smooth flat plane of her then exposed belly.
His fingers had slipped inside the elastic waistband of her panties almost
before Eva realized what was happening, and suddenly he was tugging the flimsy
material down, down over her pubic area, sliding her panties from under her
nakedly quivering ass. Needless to say, the shorts went easily. The moist heat
of his palm pressed against her down-covered pussy mound, and rippling waves of
erotic pleasure threatened to blank the young girl's mind completely of the
consequences of his actions. Gently, he insinuated his outstretched middle
finger into the soft warm virginal slit up between her thighs, parting her
moistly sensitive cunt lips and probing at the thin hymeneal membrane which gave
mute testimony to her naivete, had he any question in that regard. Meanwhile, he
was using his thumb to tweak the sensitive nub of her clitoris, teasing over it
again and again and causing a sharp cry of commingled fear and intense pleasure
to bubble out of her throat. Her fingers in his red curls tightened, pulling his
head down harder against her young titties even as her voice was repudiating her
actions by moaning, No, no, no, no! over and over again.
Then an unmistakable whispering sound filled the tree house at that moment, the
sound of a zipper being pulled hurriedly down as Ned's hand left her tit
momentarily. Her blue eyes fluttered open in alarm and, in the shaded light of
the little house, she saw for the first time an erect male organ quivering
obscenely in all its blood-engorged awesome passion. Abruptly, the fear routed
her lust so that there was no longer a struggle going on inside her. The sight
of his menacing blood-filled cock decided matters for the terrified pig-tailed
little girl. She had to stop him, stop him right away!
No, Ned! she cried, trying to twist away from him. What kind
of club is this, anyhow? We can't do something like this. We're not married ...
or anything like that!
Please, Eva, please! he mumbled, his voice thick with the lust that
was reflected in his gray-green eyes. His hand was stroking the full nine-inch
length of what looked to her like his enormously thick prick. She could see
that, and her efforts to free herself became more panicky. The aroused young
athlete was too strong for her, with all her prowess with a baseball bat. And
before she could escape, she had been forced back down on the pillows. It was
then that Eva felt the smooth hot head of his lust-thickened prick touch her
thigh, and she jumped from the electric contact of pulsating granite hard flesh
against her fevered skin. Groaning in uncontrolled passion, Ned Voss began
forcing her not tightly closed legs apart, and the frantically squirming little
girl could feel his greatly lust-swollen, pulsating cock trembling like an
impossibly large wedge being driven into and splitting a tinder-dry log as he
fucked it repeatedly against her partially opened thighs.
Ned then put both of his freckled hands on her nakedly quivering titties as if
he were in the throes of some consuming pain. He squeezed them painfully before
lowering his head and planting hot, moist kisses upon the new mounds, all the
while murmuring like some madman about not being able to help himself and she
was going to have to forgive him and all that shit.
I'm ... I'm going to cummmmmmmm! he said finally, though, and Eva
Peck thought she would faint away.
She felt his hotly throbbing prick begin to jerk out of control against her soft
white thighs, felt a hot jetting spurt splash against the innocent folds of her
pussy, another, and another, a whole series of eruptions, that flooded her
cuntal area and thighs with sticky semen that flowed down to pool on the pillow
beneath her. Ned had been mewling and convulsively twitching above her, planting
those hot, liquid kisses on her still quivering young tits as his seed emptied
out of his wildly ejaculating cock onto her naked flesh while she tried to force
him off of her.
When he was finally limp with his satisfaction, and Eva was able to get out from
under his body, she never dressed so fast in her life. She was all sticky and
wet, but she would have to hope that no one could see her. It shouldn't be too
bad since her clothing had been out of the way. She only hoped that it wouldn't
seep through things too much, because she sure as hell wasn't staying around
here. Ned even had the nerve to ask her not to go at once but she paid no
attention. Once having broken the spell, her fears returned and there was now no
facade of politeness to keep her so she went. This was no road to a baseball
team; that was clear.
Reaching home, she went straight to her room. Immediately, she stripped off the
soiled clothing and took the hottest shower that she could stand. After soaping
herself thoroughly and rubbing her self hard with the face cloth, she submitted
her body to a harsh and brusque toweling that turned her skin to a hot pink and
all but removed it! She threw herself onto the bed determined to think of
baseball until she fell asleep, but she knew only too well that baseball would
never be the same again. Every time she watched the pitcher getting ready to
pitch, every time she herself went to pitch to the batter, if he was a boy, she
would be wondering what he had on is mind. What a rotten shame! She turned onto
her face for awhile, feeling that surely she ought to want to cry. But all she
could see was gray-green eyes staring at her that way from every player on the
ball field, from every hockey player on the ice.
In spite of herself and the rub down she had given her tender skin, the new
pleasantness began to creep back, and she found herself wishing, however much
she accused herself of being silly, that she had not run away quite so soon.
Something was missing. There was something for her that she didn't get, and the
craving for that unknown something made her wriggle on the bed as it became
stronger. Once again she was filling with that same kind of tingling arousal
that Ned Voss had given her. Her mind began to drift with the same kind of
mindless excitement that she had suffered with him, the same attitude of not
caring about consequences as her mind carried her on to further heights of
sexual fantasy. With the whole ball team watching, she imagined herself slowly
undressing. Good grief! And another thing, she imagined she could feel Ned's
warmly pulsing prick inside her trembling cunt. She recalled the touch of his
lips and hands on her naked flesh just as though he were in the room with her
now, and she wished he was! She began to squirm in the growing passion on the
bed, and her wetly aroused cunt began to secrete its liquid excitement,
moistening her fresh panties. There was a tender aching up between her legs and
the need for release of her ever-increasing passion was becoming strong, too
strong!
Involuntarily, the twelve-year old pig-tailed tomboy's hands began to move down
along her tautly rippling belly. She knew what girls talked about doing, about
playing with themselves until relief came. She knew that's exactly what she
wanted to do to herself so she forced her hands up and away, but they
immediately went back down again as if they had a will of their own. The inside
of her mouth was dry, and she ran her tongue wetly over her lips several times
in an effort to rid herself of the and taste. Oh, gosh, she thought dimly, why
would I do something like this to myself? I want to go back to the way things
were! I don't want to get so worked up.
But in another moment, she didn't care what she was working herself up to. In a
corner of her brain she knew there was no going back to anything now. Her hands
were moving sensuously around to her front, moving across the full firmness of
her only slightly pliant new titties. Gradually, she began opening and closing
her legs as she massaged her sensitive young mounds of warm flesh, the sound of
automobiles and life going on outside the bedroom and the house beginning to
sound like the ominous background music of a film. She began watching,
fascinated, as her own fingers began plucking at the buttons on the front of her
bathrobe, opening the garment all the way down. Her skin was still pink next to
the white of her panties. Her hands traveled almost greedily up and down her
body now, over the mounds of her titties, down to her throbbing pubic mound,
across the smoothness of her taut little belly.
Eva Peck was looking at herself in a very different way than she had ever looked
before. Instead of noticing her muscles, she noticed the attractive slenderness
of her limbs and how her waist nipped in above her hips, which looked more fully
rounded than she had ever seen them. Her hands seemed to be seeking knowledge of
every inch of her new womanly shape, of her proportionately lovely flesh. She
ran her fingers tantalizingly over the area up between her thighs, arching her
long limbs up and spreading them open to the delicious, forbidden delights which
her caresses were instilling within her body. Her mouth was parted, and her
brain was whirling with the heat of her growing lust. She flailed her head from
side to side on the pillow, her long, blond pig-tails whipping around like soft
whips. She had kicked the covers completely off of her eagerly trembling body as
her hands continued their mad pace up and down, down and around, teasing her
now-fevered flesh into even more intense arousal, her brain alive with lewd
thoughts previously unknown to her, of Ned Voss's long lust-hardened prick
fucking in and out of her wetly throbbing cunt.
Eva arched her back, working her arms out of the sleeves of her robe. She found
herself needing a feeling of great freedom. She wanted to touch the rigid
nipples without the encumbrance of clothing under her arms and bunching up her
sides. She pulled the robe away from her body and tossed it to the floor beside
the bed, and her hands hungrily engulfed the soft warmth of her new alabaster
mounds. Slowly, rhythmically, she began to roll the nipples back and forth,
squeezing them and then releasing them, squeezing, then releasing.
The entire time he was thinking that she ought not to do this, that it was going
to make it harder to give this sort thing up and return to being herself again.
She was masturbating, and that, she knew, was naughty anyway. It was naughty and
evil and perverted and ... and ... it felt so good!
Her right hand left her nakedly quivering tit and moved slowly down over her
stomach to the elastic waistband of her panties. In spite of her
self-recrimination, her shame at what she was doing, she wasn't able to stop
herself. There was only her urgency now, her frantic need for release from the
overbuilding whirlpools of passions inside her shamelessly aroused body.
What was she doing to herself? She was drawing her panties down now, drawing
them sensuously over her satin pubic mound while her other hand continued to
stroke the nipple of one titty. She raised up on the bed, pulling the thin wisp
of a garment down to her ankles, her eyes tightly shut, and then pulling them
off completely so that she was completely nakedly exposed, and although there
was certainly no one else in the room, she had this magnificent feeling of being
looked at by hundreds of pairs of gray-green eyes!
Again she lay back, one hand on her tit, the other stroking first one thigh,
then the other, carefully avoiding for the moment the moist inferno of lust
between her legs. Then when she could stand the pressure no longer, her eager
hand shot to the hotly pulsating folds of her pussy and pressed against the wet
sensitive flesh there as she once again brought her legs up off the bed and
splayed them wide apart. Her tight little cuntal hole was opened wide now as she
gently eased her outstretched finger into her wetly clasping pussy.
She could not help herself. She imagined it was Ned Voss's hand, his finger,
touching her there, stroking her down there. She imagined it was he who was now
caressing her peach-fuzzed cuntal lips until they seemed to be swollen with
blood the way his long blood-thickened cock had been swollen, until her clitoris
was as hard as his lust-rigid cock had been hard. She found her sensitive nerve
bud with the tip of her searching finger and began to tease it back and forth,
running the nail round the quivering tip until the delight caused her to
jackknife her legs back up against her chest, mashing what little mound there
was of her tits flat. Her asscheeks, white moons of the softest, most flawless
young flesh imaginable, jerked and twisted in complete wantonness under her
fingering, and the resulting erotic sensations caused the sweat to bead and
shine on her lust-grimacing face, matting her blond wisps of hair, ever escaping
her braids, to her forehead and neck.
Oh, God, she thought to herself, hoping her parents could not read the swear
word in her mind, but she sure wished Ned were here! All that sounded out into
the room was a groaning through the daze of passion which controlled her brain,
but her thoughts were beginning to be of how stupid she had been to run away!
Wouldn't it be wonderful, she thought, if it was Ned playing with her pussy. How
she wished it was he who was going to put his lovely lust-hard prick into her
ravished cunt and fuck her, fuck her hard, real hard until he came inside of her
instead of all over her skin, where she couldn't feel filled with the warmth of
it but only covered with its cold stickiness.
Faster and faster and faster, Eva's little finger fucked into her moistly
clasping cunt, deliberately teasing her clitoris and her cuntal hole until her
orgasm was only moments away. Her hips thrashed and pounded the bed beneath her
as her other hand squeezed and kneaded her nakedly quivering tits and nipples,
causing wave after wave of pain-pleasure to ripple outward from her sensitive
flesh. There was no guilt, no shame for her in that frozen period of time. There
was only the wonderful, rapturous feelings of impending climax which were
filling her very soul.
Eva! she heard vaguely as if from a great distance. Eva!
she heard a more demanding tone and started up from her position, the waves of
pleasure rolling back like waves rolling back into the sea. She made a rapid
dive for her underpants and then for her closet, grabbing the first things that
came to hand. It was a dress with rosebuds on it, that she absolutely hated. It
was bad enough that it was a dress, but the rosebuds finished it, in her eyes.
She went to throw it back inside. Her mother liked that dress. It would divert
her mother's attention if she wore it.
There was nothing showing on the little girl from which to divert her mother's
attention, but she was so accustomed to having her mother discover the least
guilty secret she might harbor that she thought in terms of hiding everything,
even the invisible, even her growing up. Although so far, she had done a better
job of hiding her growing up from herself than from her mother, but she didn't
know.
If her mother noticed the dress, she didn't make any indication. She was too
much in a hurry, had been interrupted in whatever she had been doing, also.
Telephone, she told Eva briefly as soon as her young daughter
appeared. Then the mother returned to the kitchen.
Eva was a little out of breath, whether from the frustrated and unfinished
love-making or from the strain of hiding her guilt from whoever, specifically
her mother, might see, it would be hard to say. Nevertheless, her breathing was
a little hard, raspy. She paused a few moments before taking the receiver from
the telephone bench where her mother had placed it to await her coming. She sat
down, took one deep breath, and tried to speak in as normal a tone of voice as
she could muster.
Hello!
I feel terrible and have to apologize, a voice thinly said after a
pause. It was Ned Voss. Of all the nerve! Yet, she couldn't be too angry. She
couldn't shake the memory that upstairs just now, on the bed, she had just about
willed him to be with her. Who knows? Maybe that's why he was calling. Maybe he
knew she wasn't really mad, at least not any more.
I guess we might as well forget it, she said sternly. Gosh, she
didn't know what to say! She couldn't admit to him that she ... well ... that
she liked him! And on the other hand, she hadn't really had the time to think it
all out, but she had a sneaking suspicion that it would be better if she made
herself get over all this and went back to concentrating on baseball and hockey.
I don't know if I can forget it, Eva. I ... you're pretty special, you
know. I decided, though, that I just won't stay alone with you any more. Will
that be all right? You do still want to join the club, don't you? You wouldn't
let a little ... slip like that get in the way, would you?
It wouldn't hurt to be forgiving, would it? Eva asked herself. And as long as he
promised not to trust himself alone with her, she should be all right, shouldn't
she? A nasty little devil in the back of her mind hinted to her that she didn't
want to be that all right, but she thrust the naughty thought away.
I suppose, she mumbled. She didn't have time to say what it was she
supposed before Ned's voice came back to her all excited.
Great! he exclaimed. Nina and Chuck are at the clubhouse now.
I gotta do something, but you come back and they'll tell you about things,
okay?
Okay, she muttered. She was just hanging up the telephone when her
mother returned to the hallway.
Who was that? I didn't recognize his voice, her mother said.
Oh, Ned Voss. she said, not without some pride that she knew him.
You look lovely in that little dress, her mother enthused before the
name she had heard registered on her brain. Voss? Any relation to Marcus
Voss? her mother asked, stunned.
I don't know. His son, maybe, Eva said, now sorry she had been proud
of her new friend and had mentioned his name. Her mother was bearing down on
her, forgetting whatever errand had brought her through the hall. She looked as
though she were bursting with a million questions. Look, Mom, I don't
really know and I got to go in a big hurry.
Her mother's face look disappointed, rejected. Eva, forgetting that she was
wearing a dress, bolted out the door in her usual fashion, like a barn-crazed
colt let out to pasture for the first time in a long winter.
Eva easily remembered the way to Ned's house, and she turned into the yard not
knowing whether she hoped someone saw her going into such an important place or
hoped no one saw her because she understood now that playing with Ned was going
to make of her a social oddity in her family and among her relatives. They would
all stop making fun of her boyish interests and start to talk to her like a
human being, and she didn't know if she could take that notoriety. There was a
price to fame that she hadn't known about before she had seen it in her mother's
avid eyes. Thinking about that, she wondered about something else. If everybody
bugged a person for being a friend of someone important like Ned, what must it
be like to actually be Ned Voss? Maybe that's why he had to go to a private
school and play baseball in some other secret place, part of a secret club.
Gosh, imagine having to sneak around avoiding people all the time! How lonely!
By the time she had finished that kind of wondering, she had arrived at the big
red maples, and there was Nina.
Chuck's gone to get some sodas, her girl friend explained. Ned
will be awhile. I'm going to get some cookies or something. Would you mind
picking up the club house a little? Nina asked.
No, I don't mind, Eva said generously. She was feeling kindly and
understanding now after her sympathetic thoughts of Ned and all the problems he
must have being wealthy and related to a former mayor. She looked around. No,
the boys were not in sight. She had been silly to wear a dress, but as long as
they weren't here to watch her climb into the tree house, she guessed she would
be fine. At the moment she wasn't as worried about being seen as she was about
knowing she was seen, feeling the hot eyes staring at her under her dress. She
doubted it would take much to force those incredible feelings to the front once
more, burning away her will power and her reserve.
Tell Kane to be good, Nina added. Tell him I'll bring him a
bone if I can find one! The dark-haired little girl laughed.
Who's Kane?
Club mascot, Nina explained with a twinkle in her eye. With that she
turned on her heel and started back to the street.
Kane turned out to be a dog. From his name, Eva had guessed he would be a dog.
What she had not guessed was that he would be such a big dog! He was a full
grown German Shepherd, his long hair a soft black color. How in the world had
they gotten such a big dog up into a tree house, she wondered.
Well, my goodness, aren't you a mystery, though, she cooed gently to
the beautiful dog, lovingly stroking his large head.
The pleasing sound of the girl's soft, crooning voice together with the gentle
pressure of her small, stroking hand filled Kane with warm-hearted relish.
Instinctively, he raised his head and began licking her hand to seal this new
friendship. Imagine getting goosebumps from an animal's licking tongue! I'm in a
bad way, thought the pig-tailed little girl. She kept hoping that the sexual
stimulation that she had now undergone twice without fulfillment, would go away
with the passing of time, yet it seemed to be roused more easily as time went by
instead of less easily.
Maybe they'll bring something for you, too, she said, patting the
dog's head again but more absently because of her divided thoughts, half on him
and half on the unwanted heat in her body.
The intelligent animal whined, almost as if he knew what she was saying, Eva
thought, unable to repress an urge to embrace him against her thigh and continue
stroking his warm, creased, fur-covered head. He whimpered again softly,
partially in awareness to her melodious voice bestowing kindness and love, but
even more because he had sensed in his closeness against her, a poignant smell
not unfamiliar to him, a heady scent which immediately inspired trained
responses in his glistening muscular body, the human mating aura he had been
skillfully educated by the club members to recognize.
Eva tore herself from the dog with a will. It was time to forget herself and do
the picking up she had promised. Then when the others came back, they would this
time talk about safe things like sports, she hoped. Her mind still a
conglomeration of mixed-veined thoughts, Eva picked up some papers from the
floor and then bent over to fix the pillows on which Ned Voss had introduced her
to a new side of herself earlier. And behind the bent figure, Kane's head
abruptly nudged forward in underneath the hem of the rosebud-studded dress.
The twelve-year old girl was frozen into immobility at the feel of the
unmistakable cool wetness of Kane's nose high on the softness of her inner
thigh! Why she didn't jerk upright in shock, fear, or at least, a smattering of
self-respect, she could only lay to the prurient excitement which still
smoldered inside her aching loins. Instead of doing any of those wise things,
she continued to stoop there, waiting, thrilled by the fact that the big dog's
beautiful head was wedged up under her short dress from behind, sniffing. And
then, the hot unmistakable lap of his long slippery tongue snaked up against her
still moistened cuntal area! Could a dog know? Could he sense the erotic state
of a human being?
It had to be that, she admitted to herself. His searing tongue felt like a
firebrand caressing the swollen lips of her still feverishly throbbing pussy
just as though she had no panties on at all, and how she would dearly love to
take them down! Again he licked, and she hung there in her stooped-over position
as he drew the long wet length of his tongue undeniably between her partially
spread cuntal lips, licking along the entire panty-covered furrow.
Slowly, Eva raised up, straightening. She turned to gaze in bewilderment at the
handsome black animal who was staring up at her with brown eyes twinkling, ears
slightly cocked, mouth opened and tongue lolling, and graceful tail wagging in a
friendly motion. Then he softly growled.
What ... what is it, boy? the frightened little girl asked.
The strange dog uttered another muted grow], and the sensually intoxicated young
tomboy wasn't sure if she were imagining things or not but it seemed he growled
because he sensed the rekindled passion up between her trembling thighs! Oh, how
silly I can be! she told herself, scolding then. I seem to have my mind on one
thing, and now I'm even suspecting a dog of being attracted to me. Wow! That's
really going some! Then, without warning, a shiver of lewd excitement coursed
the length of her body, and for a moment she shook uncontrollably. When it had
passed, she sank weakly to the pillows in the corner. Once again she wished she
were home where she could do as she pleased, hide or sob or ... or ...
masturbate!
It was certainly a long time, and no one was coming. She might easily have been
asleep. Strange sensations of tingling warmth rippled through her abdomen as she
lay limply on the pillows on her back, a maze of disconnected thought-waves
suddenly swirling through her head. Confusion swept through her, and she tried
to move but stopped at the sound of a low, animal-like snarl. She partially
opened her eyes then, yet continued to lie there, unmoving, the strange stirring
sensations in her belly ever-increasing with a weirdly rising excitement. She
opened her eyes a little more. No, the others had not yet come, but further
charges of stimulating arousal raced through her loins and belly. Eva raised her
hands to her throat in instinctive fear, then lifted herself to her elbows to
see what was going on. Her dress was pulled up, and she was lying with her legs
obscenely spread apart and Kane, the club mascot, was standing between her
thighs, his tongue laxly out and his great black head lowered just above ...
above her panty-covered cunt!
Once again a flood of fire-filled sensations charged through the core of her
desire-stimulated body. The warm wet contact of his saliva-drenched tongue was
too much. Like a puppet on a string, Eva slipped her panties down out of the way
and thrilled with the incredible touch of the unhindered tongue as it spread
open the peach-fuzzed lips of her young cuntal crack as the dog began laving her
sensitive inner-flesh with a taunting upsweep that sent uncontrollable shivers
of sudden passion bursting over her! Good God! He was licking her down there
between her open thighs! The unbelievably obscene sight of what was happening to
herself, combined with the realization that Kane was once again licking at her
nakedly defenseless pussy, was about to drive the twelve-year old baseball
aspirant hysterical.
She gaped at him and then over to the door of the tree house. There were no
sounds from below. She looked back at the dog and saw his own burning eyes
staring hotly at her nakedness as he continued to obscenely lick and nuzzle at
her exposed cuntal lips. A tremor of incredible sensations caused her to
convulse, and she found her hips rising of their own accord.
Good grief, the child thought, he was almost human. That expression in his
unrelenting eyes was much like Ned's had been, and what the dog was doing to her
nakedly betraying loins was no different from the boy! Ooooohhhhh, what was he
doing to her! She had never known such sensuous feelings in her belly from the
other attempts at arousal today, and her wildly excited little pussy felt as if
there were a hot billowing fire glowing inside it! Even her young titties
tingled in lewd excitement, she realized, as she mentally cupped, then pinched
their tiny, hardened pink nipples. But this was all insane! She had to stop him!
Feebly, Eva Peck cried out, then attempted to scramble onto hands and knees and
blindly crawl away toward the doorway. Kane waited only long enough for her to
reach the all-fours position before unleashing a savage growl, stopping the
newly blossoming young girl in icy-veined terror. She knew absolutely nothing
about this strange kind of dog. Would he bite her?
From the point of that growl, the huge dog never seemed to hesitate, but he
moved as if his intentions had been pre-determined. He mounted her from behind,
his powerful forepaws, belying the gentleness his silky hair suggested,
clutching at the soft, white flesh of her youthfully curved hips, his tongue
hanging loosely from his open mouth. He was born a hunter. What chance did she
think she had?
Eva dared not breath! She was that terrified with his sudden clamber up behind
her unprotected nakedness, his strong, hairy forelegs clutching at her narrow
waist and the arch of her hips. Her small firm young tits quivered and, hanging
downwards, swayed ever so slightly in fright beneath her chest as the big
animal's hind legs came in closer to her defenselessly upraised asscheeks.
Suddenly then, she felt the coolness of the metal license tag that hung from his
collar grazing the smooth-fleshed hollow of her naked back. Her dress was almost
to her shoulders. He ... he was going to ... to do it to her ... like she had
dreamed of Ned Voss ... as if she were nothing more than a bitch!
Oh, no, please! she heard herself whimper as something long, wet,
and pointed probed back between her nakedly raised asscheeks and obscenely
spread thighs. Her brain swam once more! Oh, God, he was going to do it! He was
going to fuck her! He was!
Whatever additional thoughts she had were abruptly swept away when at that
precise moment, she sensed the tapered tip of his hardened animal-prick prodding
at the hair-lined hole of her moistly pulsating cunt. Dear God, no! Don't let
this happen! Desperately, she tried to squirm away from the viselike grip of his
encircling paws, but it was useless, and like a charging, white-hot lance, the
solid thickness of his long animal-cock spread her soft peach-fuzzed pussy lips
and forced its way up into her saliva-slickened little cuntal hole with a slight
wet popping sound, rippling the smoothly yielding cuntal walls wide apart before
its bevel-tipped hardness!
The frightened twelve-year old gasped for breath as the huge length of animal
prick stretched and then began slowly sliding up inside her young cuntal hole,
going in deeper and deeper until finally its pointed end smacked against her
sensitive cervix. Her virginity was irretrievable now, she moaned, and it was
taken by a dog! Once again she choked out a whimpering gasp while the great
sandy-blond beast, who was mounting her from behind, snarled out a low
commanding growl of triumph, then began to brutally hump and fuck up into her
defenseless cunt.
The little pig-tailed tomboy's mind was a vortex of unheralded, emotional
sensations. Her head vibrated with the erotically pounding blood racing through
her brain, while her youthfully naked body that was bent in submission before
the massive silky dog quivered and convulsed in the throes of unknown, sensuous
agony. Her cuntal passage felt as if it had been impaled with the heavy,
sawed-off limb of one of the maple trees that held the tree house, yet, at the
same time, there were weird spasms of intensively rising desire filling her!
Nevertheless, she compulsively fought the sensuality, her sickened, fear-filled
mind concerned only with the horrifying animal fucking she was receiving from
behind!
With a twisting lurch of her nakedly exposed, youthful body, her dress almost
over her shoulders now, she tried to shake free from the long, piercing
thickness filling her tight young pussy, but her efforts were in vain. Kane's
fierce growl chilled the very marrow of her bones, while his powerful hairy
forelegs clutched possessively at her waist and hips. Fucking ... fucking ...
like a searing firebrand, the blood-bloated thing slithered in and out of her
wetly clasping cunt, spreading the hole open wider and wider as he fucked like a
hammer his long hot cock up between her trembling thighs. Oh, God, she thought,
oh, God! I can't let this feel so good! I mustn't! And then feeling her savage
arousal building, she moaned and lifted her impaled asscheeks higher.
The panting Kane's sexually stimulated intellect made the mighty hunting dog
aware of the young girl's sudden resignation and surrender before him. Briefly
and in desperation, she had struggled in one last frantic attempt to escape
before hopelessly subjecting herself before his conquering attack. He sensed the
final resistance draining from her naked, human flesh, and a new hunger raced
through his body. He watched the upper portion of her smooth female back just
under the dress, drop until her face and naked titties were flattened down
against the pillows, the rounded little mounds of her soft white asscheeks
raised submissively to his assault.
Suddenly, through his unfathomably keen senses, he felt his long, lust-hardened
prick slithering forward with easier strokes as her cuntal lubricants began
paving the way for his deeper penetration. Soon his hungering cock was entirely
buried in the moist clutching heat of her female hole, while his swollen,
sperm-swollen testicles were swinging down and slapping hard against the soft
dampness of her lightly growing pussy hair. Mercilessly, then, he bucked and
plunged into the warmly yielding cuntal flesh, hearing her feminine moans and
feeling the trembling nakedness of her smooth, white asscheeks flattening in a
universal hunger back up against his belly as he attempted to skewer her onto
the last remaining inch of his long scarlet granite-like rod of animal flesh!
Though her poor preadolescent young brain was still overwhelmed with the
incredible obscenity that the suddenly-gone-berserk dog was committing on her
helpless body, Eva could not ignore the sensual excitement his enormous animal
cock had set off inside of her. At first, his savage fucking into her loins had
nearly blinded her with the excruciating agony of its huge hardness bursting so
unexpectedly into her. But now, the stark horror and shame of the shocking
animal-rape itself was forgotten, and only the thrilling presence of the brute's
long thick cock fucking rhythmically in and out of her hotly quivering cunt
registered in her mind. As Kane relentlessly continued to fuck like a piston up
into the liquid, widely-stretched flesh between her upturned asscheeks,
sensations equaling those which his hot laving tongue had first spread through
her trembling young belly returned, more intense than ever! Oh, God, if she were
sinning by succumbing to him, let it be! She didn't know how she had gotten into
this mess, but it was beginning to feel more like a blessing than anything else!
Now, as unthinkable as it was, the shamelessly aroused young aspiring baseball
star had begun to feel the texture of his silky animal coat beneath his belly
brushing against her nakedly exposed ass, and she pressed her tingling tits
harder into the pillows, scraping her sensitive little nipples against the satin
and cotton pillows.
Her lust-confused brain reeled with the unbelievable intoxication of what was
happening to her! She, a human girl, being attacked and actually raped by a dog,
as if she were a bitch-animal of his own kind! Yet, never in her life had she
felt so wanted! Even with Ned, she had not known this much lewd, wonderfully
obscene desire to be fucked ... fucked ... fucked until she was almost dead from
the joy of it!
Oh, yes! Yeeeesssss! Do it to me! Fuck me harder, like that! she was
hissing now, a different tune than before, with trembling lips, twisting her
young face to gape back and up at the magnificent panting beast, whose long wet
cock was fucking in and out of her eagerly pulsating cunt. She was helplessly
impaled on his huge animal-prick and reveling in a newly discovered joy of its
natural possession of her desire-awakened young cunt.
A sensual moan of passion escaped her lust-contorted lips as she began to move
wantonly backwards, rhythmically gyrating her asscheeks to meet Kane's
cunt-skewering fucking. The dog's forelegs clung to her softly curved hips like
strong, furry arms as she began to fuck back at him, using the prick-gripping
undulations of the female whore down through ages.
Forgetting completely where she was, under what circumstances, Eva Peck was
concentrating solely upon her relationship with the dog now. Though she could
hardly govern her awakened natural desires, her intuition said that she was, in
some weird way, winning the favor of the seemingly vicious animal fucking up
into her receptive young cunt. That insane belief, and that alone, caused to
evaporate the terror and shame she had known in the beginning. Only a youthful,
all-consuming lust filled her now as she rotated her nakedly rounded asscheeks
backward in answering little circles to the silky beast's long wet cock.
Instinctively, she realized that she had given herself fully to the erotic
wonder of the obscene animal fucking she was receiving from this whining hound.
Kane knew and welcomed the hot, wet clasping of the kneeling female's cunt
against his fucking length of hardened animal prick. The beast had no way of
knowing that the lower, more base instincts of the human's body had taken
control at the precise moment her supposedly superior mind fell into complacent
lust. She was relying on an instinctive knowledge, of male and female, older
than either species. It was natural. She couldn't help it, he discerned as he
fucked more eagerly up between her nakedly quivering asscheeks.
Eva wished there was some way she could bend her head all the way back up under
her kneeling body and watch his enormous, pleasure-giving dog-cock disappearing
inside her wildly excited pussy! God, she was little more than a deplorable
bitch. She had seen them when she was playing ball. They didn't even bother to
hide themselves under the stands or anything. But she had never understood
before what erotic bliss they were experiencing. Just to see his beautiful prick
right now, to see it fucking in and out up inside her own wetly throbbing cunt
lips!
Instead she imagined the lewd spectacle, the mere thought of their unnatural
coupling sending an alien excitement raging through her passionately aroused
young body. She groaned aloud in her all-consuming passion and ground her softly
yielding asscheeks back hard against his strong, mercilessly battering animal
flesh as she felt the tiny rivulets of moisture flowing down the crevice between
her rotating asscheeks. Then, as the nakedly exposed young tomboy felt the hot
streams of liquid excitement beginning to dribble down her inner thighs, she
groaned loudly for the sudden mounting pressure in her loins and belly signaled
that she was about to cum. At last! This was her third arousal today and just
had to end in an orgasm no matter what!
Rapidly, the silky-haired Kane fucked in and out of the slavishly kneeling
little girl, a wet staccato of flesh-slapping sounds hollowly filling the dark
open crack between her asscheeks, the dog's keen animal-brain savoring a measure
of vengeance in his human-like rape of her helpless young body. His powerful,
lust-hardened prick was ripping into her as if she were some ripe fruit,
destroying her chaste mind forever. Between each thrust, he felt her tight
cuntal hole swallowing his solid penile length, holding the blood-swollen thing
fast in the hot, hungry clutch of her eagerly working cuntal muscles. Her smooth
white body tensed and relaxed again and again beneath him as she began an
incessant moan. His great organ grew and hardened even more when he felt the
soft fleshy ridge inside her hotly contracting belly giving way before his
unsparing assault.
Once more, she twisted her head to look back at him, And the shepherd witnessed
her mouth suddenly gasping open, but the scream was half-choked in her slender
young throat. Instead, she began to toss her head wildly from side to side, her
blond pigtails flailing around like two whipping branches in a storm. She had
reached the beginning of a human female orgasm, he perceived, when she began to
savagely swivel her rounded white ass back against him like all rutting bitches,
human or otherwise. His heavy pink tongue hung loosely from his panting mouth as
he fucked with heavy asscheek-flattening humps up between her furiously
undulating mounds of human flesh. Once more she moaned, this time, her cry
piercing the lonely tree house and very likely beyond while she rammed
deliriously back into his huge thrusting hardness as he drove it mercilessly
forward to begin spitting its hot wet semen in bullet-like spurts deep up into
her hungrily clasping cuntal hole!
The big hunting dog felt her ass begin to contract and jerk back against him. He
felt the thick heated combination of their orgasmic release seeping wetly out
around the flushed lips of her rhythmically throbbing pussy lips as her
defenseless cuntal opening squeezed and pulled at his ejaculating prick.
The little blond twelve-year old fell forward then, away from him, her legs
still spread wide apart, and in the dim light of the shaded tree house in late
afternoon, her rounded white asscheeks glistened wetly from his expended semen.
He could see her opened pink flesh and the soaked fuzz of her ravished young
loins as she panted in her obscenely spread position. Exultantly, he stepped
over her outstretched nakedness, raised his head, and howled victoriously. For
many moments the satiated young girl lay sprawled face down on the pillows,
breathing spasmodically as the ebb of her cumming washed over her.
How come I didn't get a dog in my initiation? a startling,
recognizable voice said and Eva, face down in the pillows, was too frozen to
move. She felt as though her entire body must be a vivid blue, the cold shock
was so great.
Your initiation ain't over yet, said Chuck's voice in response to
Nina's question.
Eva's panties had fallen down between two pillows, but her eye happened to fall
on a bit of the material as it stuck up in the air. It was just enough to
motivate her into action. Quickly she grabbed the garment and sought to put it
on. By now the tears started to flow. With her rush of movement came other
steadying hands and from these she tried to pull away. But Ned Voss was very
strong.
We're going on a picnic tomorrow, he whispered, forcibly holding her
against him so that she couldn't move.
Who wants to go on your old picnic? she asked scornfully.
Please don't be embarrassed. We all know you couldn't help it. Kane
doesn't give a girl a chance, and he's a lot stronger than he looks.
He sure is! she spat, but her embarrassment was beginning to lessen
under Ned's gentle reassurances.
We might play some baseball on the picnic, he continued.
G ... great, Eva said, thinking that she must, but somehow her
beloved game did not light the spark of enthusiasm it used to light. She
wondered at it but supposed it would pass.
They were to take their bicycles on the picnic. Ned said jokingly that Kane
couldn't come because no one could compete with him. Eva didn't see what there
was to joke about, but she said nothing, smiling wanly. Anyway, it was Kane's
job to take care of the club house while the boys were away, Ned said. Eva
wondered why he didn't say members, instead of boys, but she said nothing
because she realized that if Nina had not yet finished her initiation and Eva
had only just started, they might be the only girls so far. She didn't feel like
arguing. She was a little girl in crisis. All last night she had tried to get
herself excited about baseball. She had thumbed through her well worn baseball
cards. When that failed, she had pulled out her scrap book on the Toronto Maple
Leafs, but one picture blurred right into the other. Yet, blushingly, she could
remember Ned's touch as though she had been feeling it all her life.
In the morning, when she started to dress for the picnic, she found herself
unable to decide between jeans and shorts, when not so long ago the choice of
jeans would have been incontrovertible. Now, having noticed that her legs were
thinning and becoming most pleasant to look at, she wanted to wear the shorts.
She would, of course, get a better tan on her legs if she wore the shorts, so
lying to herself for her own peace of mind, she put on the brief little green
shorts that she had really outgrown. Her mother had despaired of buying more to
keep up with her growth because she had always claimed she wouldn't be caught
dead in shorts!
Ned Voss was providing the sandwiches and Nina was bringing cupcakes. Chuck was
bringing something to drink, and Eva raided the refrigerator for fruit. She was
glad she had something easy and could get out of the house before her mother
found her in the kitchen and tried to hold her up with innocent-sounding
questions about the Voss's. Eva knew that whatever she said would turn into
gossip that would circle the town inside of one day, so she had told her mother
that she and Nina were going for a bike ride and were taking lunch.
There had been no mention of boys, but something in her mother's eyes the night
before when she told her of the picnic made Eva suspect that her mother knew
Nina would not be her only companion today.
It was too hot to bicycle very far. Eva congratulated herself on the wisdom she
had shown in wearing shorts, and the boys soon had their shirts off and tied
around their waists. Ned needed the girls to rub him down with suntan oil if he
was to wear no shirt in the sun.
I'd blister so badly that my freckles would all peel off, he said,
and Eva found the remark so funny she had trouble stopping laughing. She felt a
strange pride, too, that she didn't understand, being out there on the open
road, rubbing a boy down with suntan oil in front of passing cars, what few
passed.
Where they stopped for lunch was a wooded area that gave welcome shade from the
sun. They leaned the bikes against the trees, and where they stopped they could
hear the sound of running water.
It's a brook, Chuck explained. Sometimes there's even fish in
there. Do you like to fish? he asked Eva. For some reason, Chuck had been
paying Eva a great deal of attention since they stopped, and Ned seemed to have
gravitated toward Nina.
Yes, said Eva, remembering that she once had liked fishing and so
probably would again some day. The only fishing she felt like doing right now
though, was for Ned Voss, and there he was with her best friend, Nina Perry, not
doing anything terribly suspicious, but paying a little more attention to the
dark haired girl than to the blond.
Hey, did you ever think of taking out your pigtails? Chuck asked her
suddenly. They weren't eating yet. It was far too early, but they had decided to
cool off with some of the punch Chuck had brought in a gallon thermos.
This punch is good, she said before answering his question about her
hair. The trouble with cranberry flavor is, though, it makes you drink
more, I think.
That's why I brought a whole gallon, Chuck said, filling her paper
cup again without being asked. Let's take out your pigtails.
Why? she asked. Nina's hair was short enough to wear loose.
It's too hot.
Is your hair long? Chuck asked. He had never in all their lives paid
so much attention to her, not even when he was on her team and she scored well.
It sure is, she assured him. Too long.
A girl's hair can never be too long, he assured her, reaching for
one of the braided plaits.
At one time, Eva would have instantly retorted that she did not notice he was
wearing his hair that long. She would have asked why a girl's hair had to be any
longer than a boy's. But she was now beginning to feel a reason even if she
could not yet express what that reason was in so many words. She felt Chuck
removing the elastic, and she couldn't bring herself to stop him. Her hair was
very long, because her mother didn't want to have it cut. For the first time in
years, she was feeling grateful in some inexplicable way for that long hair and
her mother's strength of will. She knew that the length of it would impress the
boys, and impressing them had become important.
Now she felt Chuck's finger drawing the strands apart, combing through it. He
undid the other braid, too. Then he took his own comb out of his hip pocket and
proceeded to comb it, the entire length. He didn't say much but kept combing and
combing. It felt so good, that she watched the trees silently and let him comb.
From time to time, he refilled her glass with the sweet cranberry-tasting punch,
and she found herself growing giddy, wanting to float away, and not knowing at
all what gave her such sublime feelings.
By the time Chuck kissed her, Eva was floating on such a pleasant euphoric
cloud, that she didn't even realize how it got started. But she was aware now
that there had been something alcoholic in the punch and that she was drunk!
Gosh, it felt very good to be drunk. Why hadn't she ever gotten drunk before? It
was at that point in her questioning that she felt strong hands pulling her to
her feet so that she dropped her empty cup. She felt strong arms encircle her,
and she saw Chuck's smiling handsome face before her blurred eyes. She brought
her arms up as though it were the most natural and accepted action in the world
and clung to Chuck's neck as he kissed her, opening her mouth eagerly to accept
his tongue. Ned was a forgotten mirage. Wantonly, she rubbed her blossoming tits
against Chuck's naked chest, enjoying the feeling of sensuality which the liquor
had sent rippling through her body and Chuck's embrace was magnifying. She could
feel his prick pressing against her belly. She felt it jerk slightly in his
pants, and she knew he was aroused by her passionate kiss.
She thought liquor was supposed to smell, but his breath smelled sweet and warm,
she thought numbly as she kissed him. Gosh, he really knew how to kiss, too. His
lips were so soft. Eva was feeling slightly wicked, letting Chuck Christensen
kiss her this way, right in front of everyone else. Suddenly, his mouth
pressured hers open very wide, and his tongue slipped along her wetly parted
lips before plunging in farther than before. She felt wonderful tremors of
excitement course through her at such familiarity, such closeness. In spite of
herself, instead of feeling angry or frightened, she was being oddly responsive
to his invasion of her mouth. She clung to him almost as passionately as she had
clung to Ned and ... and the dog! She allowed Chuck's moistly flicking tongue to
fill her mouth for a long moment more, swirling round and round her own, before
she drew back, giggling, of all things, to break the embrace.
Ned and Nina watched with amusement for a little while, but the scene was too
much, and Nina was more the temptress than Eva. Her twelve-year old lips were
already full and sensuous and often glistened invitingly because of her damn
habit of moistening them constantly with the tip of her little pink tongue,
making a guy want to taste them more and more each time he looked at them. She
had adopted the habit from her mother without thinking.
By the time Ned turned to Nina, she was smiling, and her eyes said that she knew
what he wanted to do and that it was just fine with her. She opened her arms to
him, and he pressed in close to her, feeling the taut, hard-nippled firmness of
her developing tits brand his chest hotly, even through her tank top. Then his
lips were on hers, and her tongue flickered into his mouth to fuse with his,
teasing along the ridged roof and over his teeth.
Christ Almighty, thought Ned. No wonder Chuck had given him trouble about
switching girls for the picnic! Nina was a real surprise and knew how to
French-kiss better than he had ever had any girl do it. Now he couldn't wait to
get her other ways as well!
Nina Perry's hot probing tongue began to flash in and out of Ned's mouth as if
she was trying to rape him with it, and he felt his prick give an involuntary
leap of arousal. The dark-haired, freckle-nosed beauty seemed to sense his
passion and wantonly ground her pelvis against his loins, moving her hips in a
lewd circular motion. Christ in heaven, what was she doing? Wow, she was
something. It felt like she trying to screw him standing up, right there with
all their clothes on! Hell, she dry-fucked better than any girl he knew could
actually make love, and his eagerly throbbing cock was almost erect from her
erotic movements against him.
But then suddenly Nina withdrew her tongue from his mouth and pulled back,
smiling sultrily at him, with her eyes smoky-looking and half-lidded. She
smoothed down her tank top with the palms of her hands, and Ned flushed at the
bulge along the right leg of his trousers. He darted a look to see if the others
were watching, but they were too involved in their own lovemaking. Nina was
laughing merrily as though he had told a joke, and he poured them each another
punch from the jug, hoping his prick would go down. It was not that he would not
use it later, but he and Chuck had planned a kind of four-way deal. Still, his
mind was filled with lewd thoughts of Nina alone, how she would look and feel
nakedly spread out beneath him on the ground with her cloud of dark hair tangled
in his fingers while he fucked into the tightness of her hungering cunt again
and again. His restlessly stirring cock ached with a growing lust, and it was
rising again into half-erectness from his thoughts alone.
Ned Voss was sure his face and neck must be flushed red and not with sunburn. He
supposed his pulsating prick could be seen by Nina. He and Chuck had meant to
heat the girls up, but Eva would take much longer, and he had to wait. Would
Nina become impatient or angry? She surely knew what was on his mind. Suddenly,
she spoke.
I can hear water, Ned. Where is it? Let's go see!
That would be something to do while they waited for Chuck and Eva, he thought,
grateful to her. He took her hand and led her up a little hill and through a
ring of trees to a brook that was not more than six inches deep but was fast
enough to sound like a river of miniature waterfalls as it rushed over all the
stones that were scattered throughout its course. They were standing there
watching the water, listening to its refreshing music, when Nina surprised him.
Do you still have a hard-on, Ned? Let me see, she said, grinning.
Let me see if that beautiful freckled cock of yours is still hard!
What ... what do you mean 'freckled'? He tried to keep everything
light and easy, just for a little while longer. Chuck had not told him that Nina
was this forward. Now he saw her eyes lower to the front of his trousers and her
lips formed a mock pout when she saw that there was no longer a bulge present.
I didn't think you just wanted to see the old brook, she said
petulantly. But then she laughed softly, sensually. I was sure you wanted
to fuck me. I thought that you would like to put your big hard cock into my
sweet cunt and fill me up with a great load of your cum. Wasn't I right, Ned
Voss?
Quite involuntarily, Ned's prick jumped once more into erection at the continued
lasciviousness of Nina Perry. It was throbbing wildly in his pants and his brain
was reeling. He and Chuck were supposed to be initiating these girls into sex,
not the other way around. What was the matter with her; was she oversexed?
Christ, maybe she had made every kid in her school and he and Chuck were just
fools. She leaned close to him now and put her hand on his still naked chest.
She let it remain there for a moment before she moved it slowly down over his
stomach and began tantalizingly stroking the pulsating bulge in his pants.
Well, Ned? she asked, her breath like hot flowing honey against his
cheek. Did we come here to fuck or didn't we? Don't you want to fuck
me?
He didn't know what to think or say. Maybe it was the alcohol in the punch that
affected her this way, although Eva had been given far more than Nina.
Say, if you could wait a bit, Nina, he begged her. He thought he
ought to turn and walk down stream a little, cooling her off that way, but he
was rooted to the spot. The pressure of her gently kneading fingers on his balls
and prick brought great swirling billows of heat rising upward through his
loins, and his testicles ached almost painfully with sexual need.
Wait for what, Ned? she asked. My cunt is on fire! Can't you
tell? And your cock keeps getting big. What are we waiting for?
Ned Voss was vainly trying to remember what his and Chuck's plans had been for
the girls, but his attempts were in vain. His mind was a blank. Nina was
rhythmically stroking his lust-swollen cock and balls now through his trousers,
moving closer to him so that the tips of her still not full tits touched his
chest. Then she leaned forward, and her lips touched his cheek. Her tongue came
out like a molten firebrand and traced a quick, liquid path down over his
jawline and then back up over his lips before she drew her head back again.
Gosh, Nina! he managed to say.
I want to fuck, Ned, she pouted but in a sensuous tone of voice.
I want you to fuck me, and I want to fuck you. Don't you like to
fuck?
Christ, what a silly question. He was trembling almost uncontrollably, his mind
awhirl with panic. He wished he could remember what the plans had been. He
didn't want to spoil anything, but this was a staggering situation, and he
simply couldn't think. He could feel the heat of lust rising still higher inside
of him from her ministrations, from her lips and tongue, threatening to consume
him completely. His whole being was crying out for release.
First I'll suck you, the twelve-year old offered, and the licentious
words tore through Ned like a hot knife. First I'll take your big cock in
my mouth and suck you. Maybe I'll even suck you until you cum, if you want,
until you fill my mouth with your hot sticky semen. Then later we could fuck,
too.
It didn't seem to Ned at this point that there was any reason why he couldn't
make love to Nina first and then move on to whatever those magnificent group
plans were that they had made. And they couldn't be that great anyway, he
decided, if he couldn't even remember them!
You think you want to? he asked, not knowing whether he hoped she
would say yes or no.
Yes, she answered sensuously, squeezing and stroking down between
his legs. You do want me to suck you don't you, Ned? You want me to suck
you and fuck you, suck you and fuck you, suck you and fuck you ... She was
bearing down at him while she crooned the obscenities, grinning, her eyes
sparkling now where they were sensuously half-lidded before. It was as though
she were trying to hypnotize him. Jesus! As though he had to be hypnotized to
let himself get sucked off! What had Chuck been teaching this girl? Well, man,
it was Chuck's fault if he couldn't wait for later. Ned had to have Nina right
now. Nothing mattered but the acute pleasure-pain in his groin, nothing but this
hot-blooded little pixie who was stroking and caressing him.
Yes! he hissed savagely. Yes, goddamn it, Nina. What do you
expect? Of course I want you to suck me. Do you think I'm nuts or
something?
Nina laughed throatily and stepped back, releasing his cock and balls.
Let's go swimming, she suggested.
He stated at her. Swimming! he exclaimed. In there? He
pointed to the shallow brook.
Sure. It's hot, and you know how much hotter it gets when you're fucking.
Besides, wouldn't it be fun to sit in the water while I suck you off?
Ned's temples were pounding with the liquor and the passion she had set to
burning inside of him.
Don't you think we should wait for the other kids? he asked.
Why? she wanted to know, and he had no answer.
He wasn't sure he liked a girl to be quite this pushy, even if it was in sex,
yet he was powerless to do anything but obey. Mutely, he stepped forward,
intending to take over the initiative, to lead her somewhere, but she seemed to
want to go not back into the woods as he led, but toward the water as she had
suggested.
It'll be so nice and cool, she purred. What could he do? You
know, my mother and father sometimes take baths together, she confided as
she started to unbuckle his belt. They probably don't think I know, but I
do! she said, smiling mysteriously. I know a lot of things.
Yes, I guess you do, he couldn't help agreeing. But she wasn't
offended, even though his tone was a touch sarcastic.
Still her idea was beginning to arouse Ned to even more passionate heights. He
and Nina fucking together in the water while Eva and Chuck might come upon them
at any minute. The very lewd boldness of doing it outdoors, not in the shelter
of the trees but in the brook, a rather open area, where they could have
company! He was sure there were other people who knew this was a great picnic
area. It was quite a chance to take, and yet the gamble made it all the more
oddly exciting. Would she keep her word about sucking him off if they were out
in the brook? Imagine getting a blow job so exposed like that? Imagine getting a
blow job at all, actually! He had hardly expected such a thing. Never in his
wildest dreams had he expected to have such a thing happen, although he had
heard of it, of course.
He noticed that although Nina had unbuckled his belt, she had left him to
undress herself. His blood-swollen cock palpitated maddeningly as he watched the
sultry little girl reach down and pull her tank top over her head. He saw her
tits were beginning to form, just like Eva's. It was exciting to think that
someday they would be big and full like his mother's. He felt as though he were
in on the ground floor, a political expression that his father often used.
Success was always a matter of getting in on the ground floor, his father said,
meaning starting at the right place at the right time. If Ned could fuck every
little girl in town, he reasoned, and keep them interested while they grew up,
why, when the time came, he would have his pick. Wasn't that what his father
meant?
Nina was unzipping her shorts now, shrugging out of them, letting them fall and
puddle around her feet. Now all she wore was a pair of cotton panties that
covered too much of what was turning into a beautiful ass, Ned's practiced eye
noted. He watched her as her hands stroked her sides and again she moistened her
lips provocatively, never taking her eyes from Ned's face.
Did you learn that from your mother? Ned asked, almost breathless.
Everything, she whispered. We have gigantic keyholes in my
house. She lived in an old farmhouse.
Slowly now, her hands slid down to her hips, to the waistband of her panties.
With that same tantalizing slowness, she drew the flimsy cotton triangle down,
down over her scarcely showing pussy hair that was dark, what there was of it,
and so contrasted startlingly with her white skin as did her white skin with her
tan. Then the wet, petal-like lips of her peach-fuzzed cunt came into view. Ned
sucked in his breath. His wildly burgeoning cock jumped, and he could feel
seminal fluid ooze from the cockhead.
Nina finally stepped out of her panties and stood nakedly unashamed before him.
Her legs were beginning to shape like Eva's were. They were thinning, looking
longer and tapered. Her ass, though, was the masterpiece, Ned thought. It was
satin smooth and enticingly dimpled. She stepped forward, still letting her pink
tongue flick over her lips.
Do ... do you like me? she asked in a teasing young voice. She
cupped her titties as much as they would cup. I guess they aren't very big
yet, but I can't help that, she explained glumly.
Oh, they're fine, he hastened to assure her. I think they're
great ... for ... for twelve years old!
And my cunt? Her hands dipped lower, framing the little white satin
pouch that looked as though it had been pencil-sketched on, the hairs were still
so sparse. It isn't very soft yet, I guess.
Don't be silly, he chided her. You have to expect to grow up,
and since your skin is soft ... well ... you don't need hair! he ended
lamely.
Nina laughed with appreciation. When are you going to take off your
clothes? she asked. Get naked, Ned. Get naked so I can see your
beautiful big freckled cock. She laughed as she called it freckled.
I guess once and for all, he said, laughing himself, I'd
better show you just where my freckles are and are not.
Mine are all on my nose, see? she said, turning around to show him
the smooth, tanned and white skin of her entire body.
I see, he breathed. And he could see. Nina Perry was going to have
one hell of a beautiful body some day. All ready, her waist nipped in and her
ass was firming. The dimples were adorable. As soon as her tits filled out,
which wouldn't be long, she would be a good looking broad. His mind was now
blank to all but the provocative little girl who stood naked before him, to all
but the billowing heat of building cum that bloated his balls. Feverishly he
tore at his clothes, throwing his shirt and belt to the ground, unzipping his
trousers and letting them fall. He kicked off his tennis shoes without untying
them, stepped out of his pants, pulled off his socks and then finally removed
the last shred of a barrier between them, his shorts. At last, he, too, was
naked. He forgot all about his tendency to sunburn. His long hard blood-swollen
thick nine-incher jutted out from his loins like a huge, quivering fence post,
the head an angry purplish red and slick with his seminal fluid. Of course, it
wasn't anywhere near the size of his father's yet, but his father would wink
from time to time and say that it just needed practice! His balls hung swollen
in their soft swaying sac below, swinging lightly as his chest heaved with
excitement.
Nina thought, too, how he wasn't as big as her father, but that, she figured,
was something to be grateful for. After all, Ned was no more than thirteen or
fourteen. He still had a long way to grow! She wanted him to feel good.
Wow, she exclaimed. You sure have a beautiful cock, Ned,
she told him. Even if you don't have any freckles on it, she pouted
in mock distress. But I'll give it something better than freckles,
she announced then, smiling again. I'm going to lick it and suck it until
I milk every last drop of cum from those gorgeous balls of yours!
A small, tortured cry erupted from Ned's throat, and he lunged forward,
gathering Nina Perry in his arms, pressing his lust-rigid shaft against her
belly. His hands roughly caressed her soft warm titties, kneading and squeezing
them, rolling the turgid nipples between thumb and forefinger. He was almost
mindless with lust for her now, making little mewling sounds in his throat.
Nina giggled teasingly, disengaging him. Now don't you be impatient, Ned
Voss, she said with mock reproof. We aren't in the water yet.
She took his hand and together they walked down to the edge of the brook and
then along the side, looking for a likely place to carry out their desires.
I bet that would be a good place, Nina said shortly. She was
pointing to the middle of the narrow brook to a place where there were no stones
jutting out above the surface of the water. Dropping his hand suddenly, she
moved into the water, toward the spot she considered a possibility. And then,
instead of just testing the depth of the hollow with her foot, she leaned
forward to test it with her hand, presenting her soft, velvet asscheeks to his
eyes, as well as, when she moved a foot forward, the small dark ass between
them. He knew that she was doing it on purpose, and he nearly went out of his
mind.
Ned Voss's impatiently pulsating prick gave a convulsive leap as he saw the
soft, fluted lips of her cunt flower open too, right before his eyes. He gulped
at the sight of the moist teasing slit, gleaming in the sunlight. Then slowly,
tantalizingly, she sank into the hollow, and he was mesmerized to see the water
flowing around her, bubbling against her skin. Her eyes were once again
sensuously lidded.
Come on in, she invited. It's lovely and cool here.
Ned, his brain containing nothing in that moment but overwhelming lust, needed
no further urging. Trembling, his massively lust-thickened cock swaying in front
of him, he joined her in the bubbling hollow of the brook, sitting down opposite
her, his feet sliding along the outside of her legs as he settled down. His toes
touched the satiny skin of her hips and sides. The water was quite chilly, in
his estimation, but he could still feel the warmth of contact with her send
little ripples of pleasure along his groin. They would soon have the little
brook boiling, he thought with satisfaction.
Nina Perry wiggled her toes and giggled, stretching forward, and he felt her
toenails tickle his balls deliciously. Again she giggled with delight as she saw
the purplish head of his blood-bloated cock shoot up like a periscope out of the
water. She raised up so that her tits felt as though they were floating on the
water. Someday, she knew they would be large enough to look as though they were
floating, too. She drew her toes along the inside of his thighs, rising up onto
her knees then, staring at him, licking her sensually parted lips.
Do you want me to suck you now? she asked innocently. Do you
want me to suck your big hard purple cock, Ned?
Oh, yes, please! Please suck it, Nina, he begged.
Nina lowered her head, and Ned watched her mesmerically as she first took a
mouthful of the cool brook water and shot bubbles of it out of her mouth through
her teeth. Her teasing further increased the passion which was seething inside
the redheaded boy's body. She eased forward, positioning her head directly above
the jutting head of his swollen rod, her dark hair floating around it, and her
hand sliding through the cool water to grasp his cock at the base, like a skin
diver sliding for treasure, her little finger teasing his bloated scrotum below.
The breath burst from Ned Voss's lungs in staccato explosions as he felt her
hand on his genitals. Her cheeks were puffed out again from more water that she
was retaining there.
Then, like a striking copperhead, her dark head darted down and her lips came in
contact with the head of his swollen cock, parting to take the lust-inflated
head between them. At the same time, she released the water which she had been
holding inside her mouth, and it cascaded strangely down like warm flowing water
over the length of his throbbing shaft until the coolness of the brook quickly
dissipated its heat.
A cry of wanton delight came from the very core of Ned's being, and his hands
came out of the brook involuntarily to tangle themselves in the dark wet tresses
of Nina's head. He levered up as he did so, driving more of his excitedly
throbbing prick into the warm, incredibly soft cavern of her mouth. The back of
his head felt the dangerous heat of the sun. He would surely get a burn, but how
could he care? It was a small enough price to pay for this!
He could look down now to see half of his thick blood-burgeoning prick disappear
into her oval red lips, see her lust-contorted features as she allowed the shaft
of hard pulsating lewd flesh to remain in her mouth without moving her lips on
it, without touching it with her tongue. Ned's testicles were boiling cauldrons
of semen now, and he knew it wouldn't be long before it would come spewing out
of his hardened pole like a flow of hot molten lava. Just like an island
erupting in the sea, he thought.
Suck me! he now commanded bravely down to the top of her head.
He even tried to push her head down on his cock with his hands wrapped in her
now soaking wet dark hair, but she resisted, tickling his balls maddeningly with
her fingers. She pulled out of his grip to smile teasingly up at him.
Do you like my mouth wrapped around your cock, Ned? she asked
unnecessarily.
Yes! Of course! Suck me, Nina, for Christ's sake!
Once more her head dipped and her tongue came out wetly then to lick circles of
liquid fire around and around the head, flicking into the cocktip, lapping up
the excited pre-ejaculate seeped from there. His hands tightened painfully in
her hair, and he endeavored to bury his rigidly erect, blood-swollen prick
inside her incredible mouth again. But still she resisted, licking and washing
the head of his cock tantalizingly with her saliva, twirling her tongue faster
and faster around the blood-inflated head.
Once again she drew back, leaving his wildly jerking mass of swollen flesh and
lowered her head to the water another time. Again, her mouth filled with the
brook water, she waited until she had warmed it in her mouth and then again
bobbed her head down over his excited prick before taking the head between her
lips carefully. She began to suck him slowly, rhythmically, trying to keep the
warm water in her mouth, and to a certain extent was able to do it.
Aaaahhhhh! Ned moaned in rapturous passion as the combined
sensations of Nina's soft lips and tongue and the added warm moisture that she
was gurgling around his cock made him almost insane with desire. Never had he
imagined anything to be this good! He wondered how long it would be before he
would ever find anything this good again!
Hmmmmnnnn! Nina hummed as she washed his cock again and again with
the warm water she was holding in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down, up
and down on his shaft. Ned was watching her slave on him, jerking his hips
upward into her face and driving her head down with hard thrusts of his hands in
her hair, and the sight was one so oddly exciting that he began to chant to her
between bared teeth.
Nina baby, suck it! Suck it! Suck it!
Nina Perry's tongue, with a nerve-tingling lap on the outstroke, was like a
separate entity, a mad thing, as she sucked him. Her mouth worked hungrily,
greedily, trying to recall everything she had ever seen in the bathroom at home,
her concentration full and complete on the task she was performing, swirling the
water in her mouth around and around his lust-swollen cock without losing a
droplet of it after awhile, with practice, churning it more and more expertly in
the cavern of her softly oval mouth. Her new tits quivered and her hair looked
like a dark garment being drubbed up and down in wash water as her head pumped.
The soft wet skin of her lips puckered outward and then back in again as she
fucked her mouth the full length of his hotly pulsating cock.
Oh, man, it sure won't be long, he thought numbly, completely abandoned now to
the orgasmic mouth-fucking he was receiving. It wouldn't be long before he came,
before he filled her mouth and her throat and her belly with his cum. It
wouldn't be long before he shot a creamy load like he had never shot before,
before he had an orgasm that would put all other orgasms he had ever had to
shame. It wouldn't be long at all, yet he sure could wish that it would be
forever.
I didn't see them leave, did you? Eva suddenly asked, pulling
herself out of Chuck's passionate embrace.
Who cares? was all he seemed able to mutter. He pulled her toward
him again.
But Eva was feeling hungry and a little upset by the fact that Ned could so
easily switch from her to Nina. It was not that she didn't like Chuck or find
his kissing very nice, but that she knew people who jumped around from mate to
mate did not make very good reputations around school. Ned had started to make
love to her yesterday, which by every rule she knew, was an expression of
interest in her, Eva Peck! Why was he now giving his attention to Nina Perry?
She didn't understand, and she was jealous.
I'm hungry, she said, pushing Chuck away. Let's find out if
they'll eat now.
Chuck Christensen sighed. With all the alcohol he had poured into her by way of
the punch, she still had her defenses up. Eva Peck was not an easy lay, as the
saying went, nothing like Nina Perry! In fact, if he knew Nina and Ned ... Hey!
Maybe that was the answer! There was no doubt that wherever Nina and Ned were,
they were surely making love. What else did a guy do with Nina Perry? And since
that was unarguably true, their love-making might very well be the solution to
his problem with Eva! If Eva could watch someone else, someone who really knew
how to make love, wouldn't that inspire her to want some of the same? Now Chuck
was excited! Yes, he too wanted to find Ned and Nina.
Are you hungry? Really? he asked Eva. Gee, I seem to be hungry
also. Funny, I hadn't noticed it before. He rose to his feet and pulled
her up by the hand. He watched her hair cascade down over her ass ... Boy,
it sure is long, he murmured, without realizing that he was saying
anything out loud.
Have they been gone long? she asked surprised. Did you see
when they left? Which way did they go?
I ... uh ... Chuck looked around himself. Then he heard something.
He heard what sounded like a moan. They were human sounds, at any rate, and they
came from over the little hill, toward the brook. I believe they went this
way, he told her, reaching for her hand.
At the top of the little hill, almost through the trees, in sight of the brook,
Eva froze in abject horror. Involuntarily, a small cry burst from her throat but
was lost like a bird song in the woods. She felt as though someone had kicked
her in the stomach. She couldn't seem to find her breath, and she stood stock
still, gasping, her eyes bulging wide with sheer disbelief.
What she saw was a rite as old as time itself being performed like a tribal bath
in a primitive spring. It was the perverted rite of fellatio, a disgusting
practice which Eva had heard about at school amidst obscene tittering and
blushes. She had heard women did this sort of thing for money but that a woman
had to be pretty degenerate to do it for pleasure. It was something pimps got
their whores to do for them, maybe, but not something a decent man expected of
any decent woman. She wondered who of Ned and Nina was to blame.
Nina was no prostitute. She couldn't be, and somehow Ned Voss was just too nice
to be as evil as she had always thought a man must be, one who allowed such
things to be done to him. Yet there had to be some explanation. Nina Perry was
kneeling now in the rushing stream of water amidst the stones and a naked tree
root, her head slaving up and down over Ned Voss's groin, her lips sliding
around his huge, erect blood-swollen prick hungrily as if it were some obscene
peppermint stick or licorice. His hands were wrapped in her dark hair, urging
her on to even faster bobbing and lickings, and there was on his face a mask of
pure and mindless lust. His lips were pulled back over his teeth; spittle was
dribbling out onto his chin, and he had both his legs spread wide, one heel
resting on the banking and the other on a stone on either side of the sucking
dark-haired twelve-year old kneeling between them.
Unable to help it, a strangled gasp escaped Eva's throat, a gasp of nightmarish
rejection of the sickening picture burning the retinas of her eyes. She thought
it was the sun in her eyes, but she was still standing in the shade of the
trees. It was tears. She staggered backward, wanting to turn and flee, run, get
out of there, blot such a terrible scene from her mind! For the first time, she
realized that she had worn the shorts for Ned Voss, and this was the way she was
repaid!
However, Chuck caught hold of her, restraining her, preventing her from taking
her gaze from the wildly jerking couple in the brook. He smiled with knowing
satisfaction as he watched with admiration the way Nina's mouth and tongue were
working around Ned's lust-hardened cock. Damn, but she could really give a blow
job! His own cock leapt into instant arousal, watching her, and the feel of Eva
Peck's soft resilient flesh trembling under his hands sent little ripples of
heat flashing through his groin.
Ned's quite the lover, isn't he? Chuck said but with his eyes glued
to Nina.
Gollleeee! Eva wailed in undisguised misery. How could he? How
could he? She leaned back against Chuck almost without realizing it while
her mind fought to accept the reality of what she was seeing, that the lover she
had thought was hers ... wasn't.
Do you realize what's happening there, Eva? Chuck asked softly, his
voice almost hypnotic. That's Ned and my girl friend, and they're making
love, oral love, the best kind of love.
Yes! Oh, no! The words tore from little Eva's throat in almost
pleading tremolo, as if she was trying to convince herself that it couldn't be
happening. Her brain seethed with tumbling, reeling thoughts and emotions.
Christ, what if she had told her mother she had a date with Ned Voss? The whole
town would have had its collective eye on her. How embarrassed she would have
been! Ned had to think of things like that. It wasn't fair! All Eva could hope
for was that her mother didn't guess at the reason for her dress and shorts
today if she had seen them. Ever her mother's wild guesses were apt to circulate
through the town. She had seen that happen.
And what about this so-called wonderful Ned? He certainly wasn't very faithful!
Here he was, the very next day, lying with another girl's mouth on his
blood-bloated prick, letting her kiss him there, obviously enjoying it, the way
his face was twisted like some beast in beat, letting Nina do that to him while
the girl he had first made love to ... but had she been first? Well, Chuck said
that Nina was supposed to be his girl! What a sick, foul, perverted, disgusting
thing to happen, right before Eva's and Chuck's eyes.
And speaking of Chuck, he was holding her very tightly now, and she suddenly
became aware of a prodding against her asscheeks and the pounding of his heart.
She shuddered, trying to turn. Did Chuck have an erection watching this? Gosh
all fishhooks, was he aroused? How could anyone, any decent person, get aroused
from watching something like this?
As if sensing her thoughts, Chuck Christensen moved his pelvis against her ass
lightly, and in her ear, he whispered in the same mesmeric tone as before,
It's really exciting to watch, though, don't you think so? I kind of like
watching Nina make love to someone else. It arouses your passions, doesn't it?
It makes you want to make love yourself, doesn't it, Eva? He was petting
her very long blond hair.
Oh, noooooo! she moaned. What was the matter with Chuck? Had he
taken leave of his senses, acting this way, talking like that? Was he crazy or
something? She didn't know Chuck at all, in spite of the years they had spent
playing baseball and hockey on the same or opposite teams, that was plainly
evident. She didn't know what kind of boy he was deep inside at all. Why, it was
almost as if he were reveling in the sickness before their eyes, in the horrible
thing his own girl and best friend were doing together, as if he had known all
along that it would happen and maybe was waiting expectantly for it.
Will you look at the way Nina moves her mouth up and down a guy's
cock? Chuck intoned behind her, his breath hot in her ear. Just look
at the way her mouth works on his prick. Man oh man! That's exciting, isn't it?
You feel aroused watching it, don't you, Eva?
No! I sure don't! she flung at him, struggling to break free, but
his grip was like iron on her. She felt anger rising, replacing the shocked
horror which had numbed her mind until then. Here in front of her was the end of
her first love! This had been the love for which she had given up everything!
She had lost all interest in baseball, in hockey, in everything! Did Chuck
expect her to be pleased about that? Was he kidding? The line between love and
hate was a lot thinner than she had ever suspected as she crossed it while she
watched what should have been the breaking of her heart. But she wouldn't let
herself be hurt. Not by the likes of Ned Depow. No sireeee!
And she hated Chuck Christensen, also, hated him almost as much as she did Ned
Voss, for he was a party to this animalistic depravity. Somehow she was sure of
that. No wonder there was alcohol in the punch.
She twisted and jerked in the young athlete's grasp but in vain. She was
breathing hard, her eyes locked on the tableau before her, watching Nina's
undulating ass lashing the rushing water in lewd motion as she slavered her
mouth up and down around Ned's long hard lust-bloated cock. Her wet dark hair
shone in the sunlight with glints of dark gold and the tips of it were fanned
out, floating in the water over Ned's belly, and her tongue was lashing
furiously around and around the head of the cock in her mouth on the outstroke.
There was the same mindless lust, contorting her features as was contorting
Ned's.
Watch them. See that? Watch, Eva, Chuck commanded hypnotically,
holding her still, Watch my girl suck Ned's hard cock.
His salacious words brought a gasp from Eva, but even so, she found herself
obeying Chuck's words for some reason. She was watching, watching with widening
eyes, and her struggles ceased in spite of the fact that the hot anger of
moments earlier, tempered somewhat now, still remained. The strong boy behind
her began to whisper more obscene remarks into her ear, and his hand moved
around under her titties, the forearm raising them up as he held her. He was
telling her again how exciting it was to watch the perverted lovemaking in the
brook, how it gave vent to rising passions to see other people doing it.
Suddenly, in spite of herself, Eva became aroused. She could feel her nipples
harden beneath the shirt she wore, beneath the brassiere she had finally felt
inspired to wear. She could feel her cuntal juices begin to flow as they had
yesterday when Kane, the black-haired German Shepherd had brought her to her
first climax. She tried to will the unwanted desire away, tried to turn her eyes
from the lascivious sight of Ned and Nina, but she could do neither. The passion
was growing inside her now, for once kindled, it was spread rapidly, like an
inferno consuming her flesh, causing her to tingle deliciously all over.
Chuck Christensen, sensing her arousal, felt a growing triumph. It was going to
work out even better that the plot he and Ned had hatched after all! Eva Peck
was going to come across; he felt sure of it now. He had been right in his
appraisal of the hidden depths of this girl, whom he had noticed in several
baseball and hockey games for a couple of years now. He had suggested her to Ned
before he had wanted her himself, but now, he could hardly wait!
He renewed his whispering into her ear with more and more lewd words and
suggestions, and his hand moved up to cup one of her tits, lightly kneading it.
Christ, some day she was going to have nice tits, he suspected! She wasn't
protesting now, either. She was watching Nina sucking Ned off, and she wasn't
fighting his advances. He pressed his blood-swollen erect cock tighter against
her asscheeks, insinuating the hardened bulge into the soft yielding crevice
between her asscheeks.
My girl and Ned, Eva, he breathed into her ear. My girl and
Ned Voss fucking. That's what they're doing, you know. Nina is mouth-fucking
Ned. Nina and Ned making love. Why shouldn't we make love, Eva? Why shouldn't
you and I fuck? I want to fuck you, Eva. I want to fuck you right here, right
now, while we watch your Ned and my Nina. I want to fuck you standing up here
between the trees with your long hair blowing.
Eva Peck's twelve-year oldmind was still a seething turmoil of anger and hatred
and confusion, made irrational by the amount of liquor she had consumed in his
cranberry punch, but she was rapidly becoming swamped by her rising passion.
Chuck's words were taking their toll now. She could feel his hand on her titty,
knew she should take it away, stop him from touching her like that. She could
feel his prick, hard between the sensitive cheeks of her ass, barely protected
by the skimpy shorts, and she knew she should stop that, too. But the feelings
they evoked were pleasant, adding fuel to her excitement, and she didn't want to
stop. She wanted to ... wanted to ... make love! She wanted Chuck Christensen,
handsome Chuck Christensen to make love to her!
The sudden, overwhelming realization made Eva's head pound rhythmically. Yes,
God help her, that's what she wanted! She wanted him to do what he was
whispering in her ear, wanted him to ... to fuck her! She wanted to be fucked!
If she could enjoy being fucked by a dog, surely she would enjoy being fucked by
a boy even more! Of course, she had hoped it would be Ned, but Chuck was real
nice and ... and ... a bird in the hand, as her grandmother always used to say,
was worth two in the bush! Nothing else seemed to matter right now, anyway. And
if Ned no longer mattered, why not be fucked by Chuck? What could Ned say,
seeing what he was doing! If he was going to hurt her, well, she could just as
well hurt him, she thought irrationally. Besides, the prurient desires which
were raging in her flesh had as much right to be satisfied as his did!
Eva, the handsome dark athlete was whispering, Eva, I want to
fuck you while we stand here watching Nina suck off Ned! Doesn't that sound
exciting? Eva? I want to fuck you while we ...
Yes! Yes! she heard herself hissing. Yes, Chuck, yesssss! I
want you to fuck me!
Chuck's hand squeezed her small titty harder, and his breath exploded into her
ear. Those were the words he had waited through glass after glass of cranberry
punch to hear! He cupped both of her young tits, moving his pelvis tight behind
her.
Right here! Right now, he whispered.
Yes! I want to! Yes.
While we watch Ned and Nina sucking him, he whispered while nibbling
her neck between words. He had to burrow in under her hair and it tickled both
of them.
Lean forward and put your hands on these trees here so you can still
see, he commanded.
Eva complied, past all caring now, wanting only release from the floods of
passion surging like combers on a stormy beach, like desert sand in a wind storm
through her being. She wanted him, wanted his blood-swollen prick inside her
hungering cunt, wanted him, wanted him, wanted him!
Chuck Christensen's dexterous fingers were on the buttons of her blouse now,
snapping them open one by one. Slowly he drew the garment off her shoulders,
down over her limp arms and then off her body altogether. She raised one foot as
he then unbuttoned her shorts and let them fall. Then she stepped out of those
with the other foot. She was now wearing only her new brassiere and panties.
Chuck unfastened her brassiere snaps, letting it fall away, and her taut nipples
burst out like newly emerging twigs. Her tits quivered in the fresh air. Even in
her humped over position, there was little pendulous effect to her blossoming
titties yet.
Eva felt the athletically strong fingers of Chuck Christensen teasing along the
silk-encased material of her little white asscheeks, his nails digging lightly
into the resilient, warm flesh. Then he was tugging at the waistband of her
panties, pulling them slowly down so that she could feel them dropping ...
dropping. She could almost feel the gaze of his eyes as they hungrily watched
the gradual revelation of her ass flesh. Although she felt a rush of fresh air
blow along her nakedly exposed skin, she was not sure whether it was the heat of
the sun that made her feel so or whether she really was blushing back there! Now
she dimly realized that she was completely naked, her full, rounded asscheeks
presented to the lusting gaze of her long-time teammate with total abandonment
and surrender.
Watching the couple in the brook, the water rushing and gurgling around them as
though they were a couple of stray boulders fallen in the way, Eva could see
Nina Perry pulling Ned Voss's blood-swollen cock into her hungering mouth
voraciously, the lewd shaft sliding along her tongue like butter along a hot
knife as she endeavored to take every single inch of his monstrous shaft into
the soft wet folds of her cheeks. Nina's white ass undulated madly in the
sunlight, and Ned was jerking and twisting in wild frenzy under her
ministrations. The water lashed around like a stormy ocean sending its tidal
waves up on the banking, and still Nina sawed up and down with enraptured,
frenetic movements on his bloated veined prick, her lovely rosy cheeks puffed
out and contrasting with her dark hair and white skin but not with the
strawberry-colored, blood-engorged shaft, her mouth so tightly sucking him that
her lip-flesh pulled out grotesquely as her head bobbed up, then turned into
almost complete disappearance as she lunged downward again and he levered up to
meet her bobbing thrust.
Why, he's going to cum in her mouth, Eva thought numbly. What else can he do?
He's going to fill her mouth with his creamy seed, strangle her on it, drown her
in his hot semen. The thought was, for some reason, perversely exciting, and
down between her legs she felt her pussy begin to secrete her fluids in
ever-increasing amounts as she watched Nina Perry suck and lick the redheaded
former mayor's son's swollen cock. Behind her, Chuck Christensen was massaging
her ass, kneading and squeezing the bare flesh with his long, sure fingers,
pulling the crevice of her tight, firm asscheeks wide apart to reveal the
salaciously enticing furrow which nestled glistening between Eva's newly
slendered tapering legs. Then he brought one hand around to manipulate one of
her budding tits, fingers rolling and teasing the rigid nipple at its peak; his
other hand dipped into the soft, peach-fuzzed slit, middle finger extended and
teasing, down and under along the incredibly soft cunt of the young twelve-year
old neophyte. He found her clitoris, rigid and tingling with its electric blood,
and began to tease it with the tip of his finger. Eva mewled with unwanted
delight at the electric flashes his probings were sending through her every
fiber.
At that exact moment, she felt his one hand leave her titty and, a second later,
heard the unmistakable whisper of a zipper being drawn down. She tensed, opening
and closing her legs around his invading finger, waiting for what she knew was
to come. Chuck pressed forward again, and Eva felt the hard, rubbery tip of his
erect prick rub along the velvety surface of her asscheeks, dip into the moist
crevice, and move down toward where his finger was sliding into the moist, warm
folds of her cuntal mouth.
Oh, God! He's going to do it to me with his big, hard prick, she thought. She
knew he was going to do it to her, but then she had asked him for it. After all,
she owed Ned nothing. In fact, she had not let Ned do it. Of course, there had
been the dog, Kane. Imagine, losing your virginity to a dog! Would anyone
believe it? And why wasn't she ashamed of it? Why wasn't she ashamed of any of
this? Maybe she was no better than a whore! Maybe her mother was right, that
there were two kinds of women, ladies and perverts. It was a great joke to her
mother, and Eva had never known quite what she meant by it, but she knew now.
And she, Eva Peck, might well be the opposite of her mother. She might be a
pervert!
Chuck Christensen worked the blood-swollen cockhead of his long ten-inch,
heavily-veined cock up and down in Eva's moist, soft cunt with increasing
fervor. Christ, this was really going to be good! he told himself. It was going
to be one of the best fucks he had ever had. He could sense it, feel it in the
marrow of his bones. His balls already felt as if they contained lead weights,
and his blood-swollen cock throbbed and jerked with the need to fuck her. He was
going to get his nuts after about ten strokes, he was so goddamned excited! But
what the hell, this wasn't going to be the last time he would screw Eva Peck.
Once he had done it, she was a member of their club, and he was quite sure she
would have lost all interest in playing baseball!
I'm going to fuck you now, Eva, he whispered lasciviously. I'm
going to put my rock-hard cock into your hungering cunt and fuck you until you
scream your little head off! How's that?
Oh, yes, Chuck! Eva heard herself agree in a half whisper.
Please fuck me. Please!
Better reach behind you then and take my cock into your hand, he
commanded. Put it into your cunt, Eva. Put it in!
Eva, groaning with the billows of fire that were racing through her bloodstream,
obeyed the order, reaching behind her to grasp the fleshy, lubricated, slick
head of Chuck's magnificent hard cock. God, it seemed so big to her! Could she
take all of such a thing inside? It seemed incredible, and yet she had to do it!
She had to! Yes, of course she could take it. Eva splayed her legs wider apart,
bracing herself against the tree with her eyes feasting on the lewdly jerking
couple in the brook just beyond the trees and guided the young fourteen-year old
athlete's lust-thick cock to her cuntal orifice, placing it there at the door of
the tingling, expectant hole as if it were a battering ram at the huge doors of
some medieval castle. Then she eased the blood-swollen head inside, reveling in
the delicious sensations which were reducing her to nothing more than a
quivering mass of lewd flesh.
Fuck me, Chuck! she pleaded. Hurry! Hurry! Hurrrryyy!
Yes, I'll fuck you, Chuck murmured, and he couldn't control himself
any longer. He levered forward with all the power in his hips and pelvis,
sending his huge lust-hardened cock tearing along the warm, wet, yielding walls
of her cunt like some terribly destructive machine created to wreak havoc by a
madman. He felt like a doomsday machine! The fleshy head slammed against her
cervix, and his loins ground against her jutting asscheeks, and his balls
bounced resoundingly against her wet pubic mound below.
Aaahhhggg! Oh, God, gosh, Chuck! You're so big! Eva grunted as he
withdrew slightly and levered forward again.
The fourteen-year old boy's hands came around to cup and knead her tits, his
breath hot and ragged on the back of her neck. He couldn't control himself now.
There weren't going to be any preliminaries, any slow and easy build-up. He was
just going to fuck her, fuck her as if they were two rutting beasts, fuck her
the way he wanted to fuck, the way he knew instinctively that she wanted to
fuck! He began to saw into her, back and forth, withdrawing his long
lust-hardened shaft almost all the way out and then fucking forward again to
bring groans of tormented pleasure bubbling from Eva's young inexperienced lips.
Do you like it? he hissed. Do you like my hard cock in your
belly like this?
Oh, yes! Oh, yes, I love it inside of me, Chuck! It's so big, so good in
my belly!
You know I'm going to fill you up with my cum, Eva! he moaned,
fucking faster and faster into her wet, butter-soft cuntal hole. I'm going
to fill you up like a bottle is filled with cream!
Yes! Fill me like that, Chuck! I'll like that. I'll love it! Fill me with
cum!
It felt so good inside of her, she thought in her punch-fogged, passion-addled
brain. The forbidden, illicit prick violating her body felt so good, so
wonderful. She decided that if she was a pervert, so be it. The next time her
mother spoke of there being two kinds of women, ladies and lewdies, she would
really have a laugh, Eva would. Well, she wanted to be a pervert now. It felt so
fantastically good. She had been a lady long enough ... well, a tomboy lady,
anyway! She could see Ned's freckled face. She watched how he was twisting and
jerking. He was going to cum any second now, she guessed. So was she herself! So
was Chuck!
Eva watched Nina's mouth work harder and faster on Ned's lewdly bloated cock in
the swirling water of the brook, work with incredible speed until her dark head
seemed to be a blur of motion. Ned was levered up almost out of the water now,
driving his loins into the pretty face, thrusting her flailing head down on his
blood-hardened too] to bend it from side to side with her insatiable lips and
tongue. Her hand kneaded and caressed his balls, urging him on to climax, and
suddenly Eva Peck saw Ned Voss's mouth fly open as he fucked upward maniacally.
A strangled scream that must have been heard for miles, it seemed, tore from his
throat!
I'm cuumminng! he howled, and Nina pulled her head back so that only
the dark head of his blood-engorged cock was between her churning her mouth and
lips crazily as the first molten jet of his hot creamy cum burst into her mouth
from his overflowing scrotum. Nina's cheeks hollowed and bloated, hollowed and
bloated as she milked his erupting cock, swallowing voraciously to keep from
choking as he flooded his wan-n white sperm deep into her mouth.
Eva watched Ned's cum dribbling out around Nina's wildly sucking mouth, rolling
down over her wet and bubbled chin to commingle with the gushing waters of the
little brook, and the sight of such salacious perversion triggered her own
climax. She buffeted back against Chuck's thick still-fucking cock like some
barnyard beast, her hips churning against his loins, reveling in the lewd
slapping sounds of his balls smacking down against her pussy and the wet sucking
noises of his hotly pulsating cock as it fucked into her convulsing young cunt.
Her entire being was filled with her beginning orgasm, and her wildly exalting
body trembled and vibrated at the onslaught of the dark young athlete's invading
lewd shaft.
Chuck! Oh, Chuck! Chuck! she wailed mindlessly. Chuck, I'm
going ... going ... I'm going to cum! Oh, Chuck, I'm there! I'm there! I'm
oooohhhhh!
I am ... too ... cuummingg, he groaned behind her, unable to control
the spinning heat in his balls. With one final almost sadistic lunge, he came in
time to her cumming, spewing forth a great, burning surge of churning white
semen far, far up into her wildly quivering womb. He was moaning in orgiastic
rapture, filling her belly with his sperm, inundating her with it. Eva's young
avid pussy flowered open around Chuck's wildly spasming cock, and her juices
exploded to mingle with his deep inside her still-contracting belly.
Well, she couldn't compare him with Ned, but she could certainly compare him
with Kane and safely say that she had never known an orgasm like this in her
life! At least, not so far!
It was just as if she had been transported out of her own body, transported to
some far-reaching galaxy on soft, gentle clouds. She knew nothing but
incomparable rapture for long soulless, mindless minutes, floating, her mind
drifting and expanding as if with an injection of some hallucinogenic drug as
Chuck Christensen's lusty cock gave one final jerking spurt of cum and then
began to rapidly deflate, draining in her cunt as it went limp. Finally it
slipped from her sperm-flooded passage with a soft, obscene popping sound,
trailing sticky strands of cobwebby semen from her saturated cuntal slit.
Eva slumped forward onto her knees on the ground and emitted a long blissful
sigh of satiation as she saw Nina collapse across Ned in the water and kiss him
passionately on the mouth with his cum still painting the twelve-year old
dark-haired beauty's lips and chin. Eva was almost comatose in the aftermath of
her tremendous orgasm, and she only vaguely felt Chuck's strong arms lift her up
from the ground and, scooping up their clothing in a few fast movements, guide
her back to their picnic area. There was a question on her mind, but she didn't
have the energy to ask it and would have been embarrassed to do so anyway. What
she wondered was whose girl was she now.
Well, that was as good as hitting a home run, wasn't it? Chuck asked
as they were dressing.
Home run? After that, was baseball still the only thing on his mind? Eva was
sure that Ned Voss would never make such an absurd simile! She said nothing
while she finished dressing but she decided that if she had any say in whose
girl she was, it wasn't going to be Chuck Christensen. He could have his old
baseball... and his hockey, as well, for that matter.
When Nina and Ned finally returned to the picnic area, Eva busied herself with
putting lunch out for everyone and avoiding both eyes and conversation. When
they sat down to eat the generous sandwiches that Ned had brought ... Eva had
never seen so much roast beef between two slices of bread ... the red-haired
Lothario started to tell them of his last summer. His family had taken him out
to the Finger Lakes in New York. He bragged about the Muskie he caught that was
nearly as tall as he was when he held it up on the line. He had gone boating on
Seneca Lake and swimming in an Olympic pool.
One that size, you mean, Nina corrected him, and Eva wondered how
she knew anything about it.
Yeah, you could fit all the pools in this town inside it, Ned went
cheerily on. Gosh, if Eva's mother had interrupted Eva's father like that, he
would have gone straight through the roof and refused to speak to her the rest
of the day! Eva was impressed by the freckle-faced boy's good nature.
No one else had much to say about their vacations, which were pretty humdrum in
relation to Ned's. He told how he had seen glass being blown through very long
tubes and described how red the liquid glass glowed when it was taken from the
furnace by the apprentice. Eva had watched little glass Disney figures made in a
department store, but what Ned had seen were the beautiful hand-blown,
hand-etched Stubenware pieces. Eva spoke up.
I know what those are. My mother has a collection of pictures. She
collects the advertisements for those. Someday she wants one, Eva ended
lamely, suddenly aware of how poor that made her parents look.
My mother has some. I'll have to show you! Ned said
enthusiastically, then went on to the surprise toward which he had been
building. He had actually gone to the Baseball Hall of Fame. He had seen the
first baseball diamond and had listened enthralled to Babe Ruth's voice, which
they had on a record there and which one could hear by putting a dime in. He
described the great baseball players' uniforms and gloves and bats as though no
one had ever seen pictures of them ... But of course, it wasn't the same just to
see an old picture, Eva knew. Her heart had begun to sink more and more, and a
story that she supposed should have filled her with excitement and joy only made
her desolate.
Ned Voss was definitely out of her league! She was plain envious of his trip.
She didn't care about the old glass or anything like that, but just imagine
swimming with Ned in a pool as big as he described! Goodness, it would take them
all day to get just from one end to the other, it seemed! She pictured herself
hiking with him all alone through Watkins Glen Gorge, into the caves, over the
rocks, his red hair aflame in the sunlight. He said you could catch trout in
Seneca Lake, too. She would like that, especially with Ned. She wondered if you
could try on Babe Ruth's uniform, but of course not, she chastened herself. Now
she was getting silly. Suddenly she noticed that Ned was looking at her rather
steadfastly. They were eating Nina's cake, and he was eating an orange that Eva
had brought.
You look like Hector Falls, he said suddenly when she looked at him
quizzically because of his staring. I mean your hair is falling so long
and over your shoulders like that all in waves because of the way you had it
braided. Hector Falls is like that, broadening waves of falling water.
It sounded as though he had meant to go on, but forgot what he was going to say
as he contemplated her. It was most complimentary, and Eva could not help
blushing. Well, maybe he wasn't out of reach, at least temporarily.
After they had finished eating and were once more on the punch, and after Ned
seemed to have run out of stories, although Eva rather doubted he had, Chuck was
restless and so was Nina. Nina had never been a person who could sit still.
Let's hike along the brook and see where it starts, she suggested.
Ned did not answer at all. He was lying back, supported on his elbows, his eyes
nearly closed, with a spear of grass hanging from his mouth. He looked sleepy,
but Eva knew that wasn't it at all. He was looking at her, Eva Peck, and right
at the moment she felt like a princess of some kind. The last thing on her mind
was getting up from here and going on any old walk! Chuck jumped up as though
the walk was mandatory if Nina Perry wanted it.
Let's go, he said. Neither Ned nor Eva stirred.
Come on, Eva, Nina said, but Chuck took her arm and turned her in
the upstream direction of the brook and started walking her toward the sound of
the water.
Come on, he said. You and I will go and leave these old
fuddy-duddies to sit around and be sleepy if they want.
Eva never looked up to see their expressions, whether Chuck seemed to understand
that Eva and Ned wanted to be together or whether Nina's face revealed any
jealousy at the change in the coupling. She only heard them walk away, sensed
when they were gone. Ned suddenly got up and came over to sit by her.
Wordlessly, though she meant to chide him for his infidelity in some way, she
pulled his head down and held it cradled against her, feeling the soft moistness
of his lips pressed against her chest just above the top button of her blouse.
Oddly and perversely, in that moment, Eva began to remember the lewd fucking she
had been given by Chuck Christensen. She began to remember his fleshy,
blood-enraged cock fucking in and out of her defenseless cunt, his hands cupping
and kneading her nakedly quivering young tits, his hot breath blowing
maddeningly into her ear. She remembered how it felt with his lusty cock sliding
in and out along her cuntal passage harder and faster. She began to remember her
own cumming in tune with his, and how she had been floating, wonderfully
floating in the throes of a climax like she had never known, that was totally
unlike any other experience she had ever known!
And now, with these lewd memories flooding over her, she didn't even notice that
Ned was undressing her. She moved, humped, bent to help him as he removed each
article of her clothing as though she were some kind of automaton in which he
had merely to turn a key for her to obey. She never noticed how exposed to the
air she was though her nipples began to harden on her young beginning mounds of
tits, and down between her legs her cunt mouth moistened with her softly seeping
feminine juices. She could feel her loins tingling. She was aware that he pulled
away briefly, but soon he was in her lap again as though he had never left, this
time cradled in her warm nakedness. She began once more to stroke his red hair
as though she had never stopped, stroking it gently, positioning his face so
that it was pressed into the hollow between her developing tits. Her breath
became ragged and pulsating as the obscene images from earlier darted back and
forth in her mind.
What a strange and wonderful thing was sex. She was becoming aroused again, she
thought in surprise. She was becoming aroused with the need for sex, for
release, even though she had just had that very satisfaction an hour ago at
Chuck's lewd bidding. She really was a pervert all right. She seemed to have no
control over herself whatever. First she ought to straighten out this business
of jumping around from partner to partner. She couldn't let Ned have her with no
explanation at all about why he had taken Nina the way he had. Yes, she would
put a stop to this right now.
But she was only deluding herself, for her whole body was beginning to seethe
with passion once again, her brain unable to remain with any rational
considerations, instead dwelling on the prurient sensations of her flesh and
pushing away all other thoughts, pushing away any need for justice or
explanation as easily as it had pushed away all other self-controls. She spread
her legs far apart, opening her cuntal orifice erotically wide, and in a voice
that was strange and muffled in her own ears, heard her talking about those
things once again.
Ned, oh Ned, I want you!
There was a moment of silence before he answered.
What do you want?
I want you! Ned, I want you to make love to me. I want to feel you inside
of me hard and deep. Now! Right now! Gosh, she was beginning to sound
bossy to herself, bossy as Nina.
He raised his head staring down with those marvelous gray-green eyes. He
grinned.
I'm still not sure I heard you right.
Oh, yes you are! she said petulantly, a new kind of energy flooding
her, the energy of the pervert, she thought with surprise. Yes there was a
definite change in her blood. I want you to fuck me! she demanded.
I want you to fuck me right here and now in this woods under these trees.
I want you to fuck me, Ned! Of course, if you don't want to ...
Ned Voss's cock leapt into involuntary erection in his trousers at the obscene
words and Eva felt the material. He still had his trousers on! She had thought
he had got undressed when he left her, but she looked down and saw that he had
merely poured some more punch. She started to pull away, hurt somehow. Why had
he undressed her and not himself? Was he just embarrassing her? Now she
remembered his getting sucked off by Nina and it seemed suddenly more important
than it had.
Maybe you'd rather have Nina, she said pointedly, freezing under his
touch.
Nina? God, no, Eva. I'd much rather have you!
Sure, she spat. I'll bet you got undressed for her without
being asked!
First he grabbed her and kissed her with all the strength that he had, forcing
his tongue into her mouth until finally she accepted it and began to melt into
softness once more, then he let go. He jumped to his feet and began to pull of
his clothes in a great hurry, wanting to be naked before the softness wore off.
He certainly knew how to handle a woman! Actually, he was so incensed with
passion as his brain dwelled on this beautiful young blonde's words, that all
his instincts arose to help him, like a giant army under the command of the most
demanding general of all: Fucking!
When Ned was completely naked, he felt like a superman, his blood-engorged cock
swaying menacingly like a cobra with its thick mushrooming head and ridged
expanse, he lay down on the grass beside the lovely little Eva and gathered her
into his arms. Her hands immediately searched out the bloated sac of his
sperm-filled balls, lovingly caressing the swollen softness. Then her hand
closed around the base of his shaft and began to rub it lightly as her lips
pressed hotly to the side of his neck as if trying to fuse with his skin.
Ned's hand moved down between their tightly clasped bodies to fondle the moist,
peach-fuzzed furrow between the gorgeous girl's velvet-soft thighs, little
groans of rising pleasure escaping his lips. This foreplay was driving him to
the brink of explosion, and the heat in his balls was so intense he thought he
might come right then and there. He wanted to fuck her! He wanted to fuck her
right now, this second. He couldn't wait to shove his long, throbbing lewd cock
deep up into her soft, nearly-virginal, anyway, belly. Of course, all Ned was
sure about was the dog!
Eva! he groaned, wanting to use the words with her that a boy likes
to use with a girl, Eva, take my cock and put it in your pussy! Do it now
baby! I want you now, baby! He forgot that she had used the word, fuck,
and he was praying she wouldn't mind the use of obscenity.
You want to fuck me! she asked. You want to fuck my
cunt?
Surprised, Ned could only nod. He would worry about how she learned those words
later.
Eva, too, was on fire though, thinking only of fulfillment from the still
burgeoning desire consuming her nakedly exposed flesh. She raised herself
quickly beside him, up onto all fours on the ground. Then she dipped her fingers
down between his splayed legs, seizing his obscenely bobbing cock again and
teasing the hardened head maddeningly with her thumb, making Ned squirm and
groan with the intensity of her manipulation. After a moment, she moved forward,
raising one leg and sliding it across him so that she was straddling his belly
with her knees pressed to his sides. The tight, elastic opening of her cuntal
mouth was spread invitingly wide above the quivering head of his blood-bloated
cock still held in her hand. Slowly, she guided the hot, fleshy monster up to
her desire-moistened cunt, teasing the glans along the butter-soft slit with
tantalizing slowness.
Ned groaned ecstatically, and she crooned, Do you like me to do that? Is
that what you like, Ned?
Christ, where had she been since yesterday? What had she been learning in such a
short time?
Ooooohhhh, yeeesssss! he bubbled ecstatically.
All of a sudden and without warning, Eva dropped downward and impaled herself on
his lust-burning shaft as if it was a knife and she was committing some kind of
cleansing hara-kiri which would make her spirit free and pure again.
Aaauuughh! she groaned as the full length of her new boyfriend's
lust-engorged cock filled her devouring cunt, slamming painfully against her
cervix deep inside her quivering belly. She sat hard against his bloated balls,
feeling them bulging against her asscheeks, and she began immediately to bob up
and down, leaning forward on her hands spread wide out on either side of Ned's
shoulders. Her brand new, blossoming titties shivered like the belly of a
belly-dancer, wildly back and forth and around with her effort, the nipples
occasionally dipped down with her to brush against his chest. Her hungering cunt
nibbled its way lewdly up his cock to the very crest, fell back to sheath it
completely and then climbed to the tip once more. The sensitive muscles of her
warm wet cunt clasped the turgid rod of lewdly inflated flesh tightly, squeezing
it, releasing it, squeezing it again as if it were a cow's teat and her tender
but insistent pussy a strong milker's hand.
Oh, wow, baby! That's it! That's sure it! a surprised Ned Voss
screamed up at the lovely blond girl, taking one tautly slaving asscheek in
either hand and kneading them almost savagely in his passion. Fuck it,
Eva, oh Eva! Oh Eva, ride my aching hungry prick and make me cum like you did to
Kane!
Eva's devouring cuntal hole was one throbbing mass of exquisite joy, so great a
joy that she strove as she had never striven before in either baseball to get a
home run or hockey to get a goal to reach the pinnacle of the orgasm which was
surging through her in swirling waves. Dear God! Dear God! Dear God! her brain
cried like a great swinging chiming bell. It was all so beautiful! It was all
wonderful! Never had there been anything as good as this! How could she have
failed to even try anything this good until now? How could she have played ball
with all these exquisite males all these years and been so blind in sexual
matters? the twelve-year old wondered. She had been afraid of her mother's
categorizing, that was it. She had been afraid of being a pervert, probably,
back in some deep recess of her mind. Because to tell the truth, never having
tried it before, how could she have known what a miracle sex was, but she didn't
understand all that.
All she really understood was that she was blossoming into a new womanhood now,
realizing it for the first time. Her mother had pointed it out to her with dull
warnings and urgent requests for her to begin to behave like a lady, but words
often sounded like the empty wind. Words often floated around, in one ear and
out the other, because they had no meaning. Only some kind of experience can
give meaning to words. And the experience that Eva Peck was having was not going
to make a lady of her, she decided, if to be a lady was to be like her mother.
Oh, no! Eva would prefer to be a pervert! A pervert, as far as she could tell,
had a wealth of desires and passions and thrilling moments that ladies never
knew or even suspected were there! Eva liked feeling so alive!
Ned's strong fingers were now digging wildly into the soft firm flesh of her
ass, manipulating the perspiration-soaked slick mounds. The hard fingers slipped
into the softly sensitive crevice between them, spreading them wide to expose
the tiny, puckered ring of her naked ass. He could feel with his fingertips the
outward pulling of her cuntal lips as she drew sensuously upward on his hardened
lewd shaft, the inward contracting of her fluted pussy mouth when she drove down
on his blood-swollen member. The crazy feeling only further excited him, and he
teased his right index finger back up to probe at her ass, slipping the tip just
inside and eliciting mewls of both pleasure and pain from the twelve-year old
tomboy's nakedly bobbing form above him. He was seized in that moment with a
wicked urge to degrade this straddling beauty and fuck his finger deep, deep
into her rectum, and he cried out to her.
I want to shove my finger in your ass, Eva, baby! I want to fuck my finger
all the way up your beautiful sweet ass.
Yeeesssss! Eva heard herself answer, further excited by the
salaciousness of the idea of her virginal ass being penetrated by Ned Voss's
freckled finger. Yes, Ned, put it up my ass! Fuck it up there now!
Almost brutally, Ned excitedly fucked his finger hard up into the spongy orifice
to the first knuckle, spreading the fleshy circle wide to accept his unnatural
probing.
Aauuugghh! Eva screamed. Goollleee, it hurts! It hurts! But
don't stop it. Please, don't stop! However, then as her rectal hole became
accustomed to the forbidden invader, the writhing little blond felt a pleasure
even more acute than the pain she had just experienced. Loving it, wanting it,
she drove backward and down on Ned's rotating finger, skewering it into her
rectum to the second knuckle, all the way to the palm of his hand. At the same
time, she heaved and clasped her warm, moist cuntal sheath down on his
upward-jerking cock as she endeavored to draw all of it into her lust-incensed
belly.
Aaaaiiiee! she wailed. Uuuuggghh, oh, God! Ned, I love it! I
love having your cock in my cunt and your finger in my ass at the same time! I
love it! I love it! I love it!
Oh, yes, she thought through the kaleidoscopically spinning lights of her
approaching climax. I love it, and I love you, Ned Voss! I don't hate you for
what you did with Nina because I never would have let you go this far with me if
I had not seen that and gone farther than you know with Chuck Christensen! I
even forgive you for sicking the dog on me! Well, Kane hadn't been so bad. In
fact, she had rather enjoyed the dog, now that she recalled. She only wished she
hadn't been a virgin for the experience. She undoubtedly would have enjoyed it
more! Oh yes, she was going to like the obscene degrading life of a pervert. She
would have to hide her new interests from her parents, of course, but she would
go on pretending to be a baseball and hockey nut, that's all. The only trouble
was that her father expected her to be his source for scores and play-by-play
descriptions of certain games that he wasn't able to see because of work. Still,
maybe as things began to get more normal, she would regain enough of her
interest in sports to be able to remember what she had to do in order to keep up
the pretense.
Harder! she suddenly screamed out to Ned beneath her insanely
undulating body, tossing her head from side to side in wild abandon and swirling
her long blond hair like some ritualistic dancer about her face. Fuck me
harder, Ned, darling, fuck me harder with your great bloated cock and your
strong fucking finger! Make me cum at the same time you cum!
The obscene words spewing unbelievably from the lips of this young
virgin-of-only-yesterday caused Ned to lever up off the ground, drubbing his
cock even deeper into her hungrily welcoming belly, worming his finger around
madly in her rectum. She thrust down and back, down and back in a lewd rocking
rhythm, ramming the swollen head of his blood-bludgeoning cock hard against her
cervix, imbedding his finger to its fullest length in the soft moist darkness of
her ass. The exquisite unison of the two invading members and her own frenzied
and abandoned jerkings were completely attuned now, perfectly in time. She
reveled in the lascivious gushing sounds his cock and his finger made as they
withdrew and then jerked back into her yielding cunt and rectum. They increased
her lust so that the spiraling crescendo of her orgasm climbed higher, higher
and finally reached the peak. And she was there!
She was cumming, cumming for the first time like a real grown woman, she was
sure! She was cumming like she had not with Kane or Chuck at all but far more
deeply and completely than ever before. Oh, God, she was really cumming with her
own Ned Voss's cock buried deep and rock-hard inside of her. At least, she hoped
he was going to be her own!
Oooaaahhh! Don't stop! Don't stop! I'm sure cuumminng!
Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Ned chanted as he felt his own orgasm hit,
the hot torrents of his thick white semen searing like molten lava up along his
lewdly bloated cock from the sanctuary of his balls.
Glowing flames of his obscenely jetting semen washed against her cervix and
filled her cunt with heat as intense as any blaze, then overflowed back out of
her clasping, twitching cavern to cascade down around Ned's madly erupting shaft
like some impossibly lewd waterfall to pool on his belly, drenching their just
beginning pubic hairs with sticky connecting strands of milky white liquid. And
Eva's cum, too, was added to the lustful flood as she floated away once more
into that strange, ecstatic galaxy of mindless delight, floated even farther
away than was imaginable, to the mind-boggling reaches of the universe, like a
ball that sprouts its own wings after it's hit and keeps on going out of the
park to be lost in space. Astride Ned Voss, whose flushed skin was getting
suspiciously redder, she jerked and bucked and twisted, riding his spurting cock
and his twisting finger, riding them like they were the finest of stallions and
she an expert bronco buster. She half expected to hear the cheers go up from the
crowd!
Finally, she returned to sanity as Ned withdrew his now-deflated shaft and his
finger simultaneously, the two escaping instruments of her lover making equally
soft wet swishing sounds at her cunt and her rectum. She collapsed across him,
still half-insane with satiated rapture, and she nuzzled her head into the
hollow of his throat, feeling their commingled juices coagulating between their
tightly pressed stomachs as if it was some irremovable glue binding them forever
together.
A long time later, Ned tried to whisper softly and not alarm her to spoil the
effect of what they had done. He stroked her tangled, sweat-dampened hair.
That was really great, Eva! Oh, that was just the greatest, but ... but
...
Eva whipped her head up from him. But? What was wrong? But he didn't
have to answer because she could see immediately. A burn had taken him, and it
looked severe. His skin was beet red and looking redder all the time.
Your weight on me kind of hurts now, he sputtered.
That's what you get, she admonished, but she was smiling to herself.
She was pleased with herself. That's what you get for fucking out in the
brook under the sunlight with no protection. It's lucky your ass was under water
or you wouldn't be able to wear pants.
Hhhmmmmm, he murmured, contemplating the possibility. I might
like that. I could live in the tree house if you'd feed me.
She looked him over from a standing position now. He would be utterly
untouchable for some time, she decided.
Who'd feed me! she wanted to know.
Kane? he asked with mock despair.
When they finally got back to Ned's house, as stiffened as he was, he wanted to
make a mess of spaghetti and have them all stay and eat with him. His parents
would not be home for two days, he explained, and the cook would just love a
vacation from having to cook dinner for him. It was not very difficult for Eva
to get permission from her mother to eat at the Voss's house, and probably
Nina's mother would let her eat anywhere. Chuck had no trouble winning
permission because he frequently ate there. And so they had a spaghetti party
downstairs in the family room.
They had no sooner finished eating when Ned asked them if they wanted to see a
movie. Chuck, apparently, knew to what his pal referred.
Let's play cards, Ned, he said. You're in no condition to
watch any movie tonight.
Sure I am! What are you talking about? he asked, trying to keep a
straight face without any luck.
You're nuts, Chuck laughed as his friend set up the projector. Chuck
went to the wall and pulled down a screen.
It's just that I'm going to need help, you see, Ned muttered,
giggling all the while. The two boys were finding something very funny.
You girls better sit over there, Chuck ordered. I'll run the
projector and Ned has to be kept on ice.
The girls were mystified. Eva could understand, though, that a dark room was a
temptation that her new boyfriend couldn't afford with the painful sunburn he
now had. Even holding hands in the dark, something that was bound to lead to
other things, would be mean to him. Suddenly, Ned got up and left the room. He
came back leading Kane.
Should you let the dog in the house? asked Eva.
It's okay to let him in down here, Ned said, still grinning
mischievously. He and Chuck passed a look, and Chuck responded with an amused
shake of his head. Then he flicked out the lights and began the film.
The film was in color and the room it showed was more luxurious than anything
Eva had ever seen. She wondered at first if it was a home movie of something
upstairs in this very house. But then a sweet-faced little girl of about their
own age appeared. The camera came down over the draperies to light on her,
spread naked and exposed on a lovely large bed with a bright lavender and pink
flowered spread, her long legs spread wide to reveal the pinkly glistening folds
of her cunt, that had more chestnut brown hairs than either Eva or Nina yet had.
Her tits, though, were small and taut, with tiny nipples ruby and
succulent-looking on petal-like aureoles, which further added to an aura of
innocence and purity about her that even her lewdly exposed position could not
deny. Her pubic mound was covered with her thin, softly curling chestnut hair
that matched her long chestnut tresses. She was simply lying on the bed in that
splayed position, her eyes tightly shut, and her head to one side as if she were
peacefully sleeping. There was a soft, beautiful smile on her soft-looking red
lips.
Suddenly the camera left the child on the bed and, pulling back, revealed the
fact that she was in a cage with gold glistening bars that reached from the
floor around the bed to the ceiling. Perhaps she was supposed to be Sleeping
Beauty, thought Eva, who, despite the girl's nakedness, still was unsuspicious
of the film.
And then the scene changed to an old set of creaking stairs with cobwebs
stretching from one side to the other like flying buttresses. Coming up the
stairs was a dark figure, and as the camera zoomed in, and the figure turned, it
proved to be a witch with a hooked nose and bushy eyebrows, just the way you
would expect a witch to look.
But then, amazingly, the witch reached the top of the stairs, pushed open a door
there, and entered upon the luxurious room with the naked little girl in it. Oh,
no, Hansel and Gretel, Eva corrected herself. Of course, it could be Snow White!
Just then, before Eva could do any more speculating, the witch shook out of her
enveloping robe. It seemed to melt down to the floor and she, too, was naked,
with large, proudly upthrust tits and a bushy triangle of gray pubic hair that
seemed to cover the entire area up between her thighs. Her lips were spread in a
wide lascivious grin as she looked over her hooked nose at the sleeping lovely
girl on the bed, and one of her hands began to move slowly up and down her side
while the other passed lightly, tantalizingly, over the side of her full,
high-set titties. For a witch, thought Eva, she sure had a gorgeous body. Eva
had always thought of witches as something akin to scarecrows.
After a moment, the witch turned and looked back at something in the hallway
outside the bedroom. Momentarily, she made a motion with the hand which had been
stroking her hip and there was a wand in it. With a wave of the wand, a huge,
black furry form materialized, sitting on the floor at her feet, just inside the
bedroom. God, it looked like a panther! Eva had never been to the zoo. There was
none in her town, but she recognized the muscular and dangerous cat from
pictures. The witch stared at it a moment, scratching that hooked nose and waved
the wand again. The big cat transformed into a huge German shepherd, as black as
the cat, but even more ferocious looking. Now the witch seemed to chuckle. She
was satisfied with herself. Apparently the cat had been a mistake. The dog's
long red tongue lolled wetly out of the side of its fanged jaws like a red tie
hanging out of a black suitcase. It stared up at the gray-haired witch almost
anticipatorily, its thick bushy tail wagging to and fro with excitement.
Now, on the flickering screen, the witch and the huge dog were walking across
the bedroom to the teenager on the bed. As they approached, the girl's eyes
flashed open to stare first at the woman, then at the dog, in what was obviously
mounting horror. She tried to slide away to the far end of the bed, but there
was obviously nowhere to go because of the bars. Her lips were parted in fear,
but the witch, opening a gate, caught the girl's arm and held her, pulling her
down into a prone, spread-eagled position. Eva felt Nina cuddle against her, in
fearful reaction, she supposed although by accident, one of Nina's hands brushed
against Eva's budding tit, and then she felt Nina's nipple on her arm. Also,
Nina's hand came to rest against the outer swell of the blonde's curvaceous
thigh. It didn't feel so bad, thought Eva, and focused her attention back on the
screen.
The gray-haired witch began to speak to the child then, gesticulating and
motioning with her hands, and after a moment the teenager nodded convulsively.
The witch lay down on the bed, spraying her slender legs wide and smiling
salaciously as her yawning hair-lined cuntal mouth, with its glistening wet,
petal-like lips was exposed to the camera.
The young girl licked her innocent and tender lips, still with the fear on her
face, and then gave a quick shudder as if a chill had passed through her. Then
she moved down on the bed, moving on all fours in between the witch's widely
spread legs. She looked back over her shoulder once to see the big shepherd
guarding the open gate to her cage, and then she leaned forward to dart her head
between the opened legs and bury it against the witch's flaming cuntal slit. The
gray-haired ogre arched her hips, drawing her knees up almost to her tits,
flowering wider the huge lust-inflamed cavern as the girl's young tongue snaked
out to flick inside the burning circle, lick up along the moistened furrow to
locate the quivering, blood-red clit. The child took the miniature phallus
between her teeth and began to nibble it, her actions somewhat looser now, her
obscene mouthing of the witch's pussy becoming a little more frenzied, her
fingers digging harder into the milk-white thighs of the woman she was suckling.
The horrible witch flailed her head from side to side in ecstatic rapture,
totally committed with mind and body to the lascivious nibbling down between her
legs. She wrapped her hands in the child's hair and urged her on, her legs
jerking spasmodically into the air above her. Neither she, nor the teenage girl
nestled between her legs seemed to notice when the giant German shepherd leaped
up onto the bed and began to edge forward to tentatively sniff the obscenely
waving, yet still completely virginal asscheeks of the little girl.
Eva was breathing raggedly now, intensely aroused by the lewd performance she
was witnessing on the screen, by the eagerly awaited entrance of the dog for its
role in the silent sexual game being enacted on the dancing movie screen before
her eyes. She sat immobile, moistening her lips again and again, her mind a
blank, and when Nina's hand moved up all the way along her thigh to dip up
against the moist, silk-encased slit between her legs, she first opened her
thighs so the fingers could get under her shorts and then imprisoned them there.
Eva understood and knew there was going to be no holding back. Desire had risen
in her in great swirls of reason-drenching heat. The twelve-year old had learned
that feeling and knew there was no denying it. It had happened to her ... how
many times ... in the past maybe thirty six hours? Let's see, she had touched
herself with her own fingers once, and before that there had been Ned's attempt
to fuck her. Kane had succeeded. Chuck had taken her from behind. Ned she had
straddled and ridden herself. God, yes! She was a lewd and might as well go all
the way!
She should be abhorred by the thought of doing anything with another girl, but
she wasn't. There was no stopping it. Delicious waves of passion flowed through
her like warm honey, and she squirmed down against the cushions of the couch on
which they sat, squeezing her suddenly insatiable pussy tight against Nina's
hand. Her other hand moved up to caress one of Nina's taut young tits, kneading
the spongy mound, bringing the nipple into turgid erection beneath her garments.
Nina began whispering softly in her old friend's ear, lewd words that caused Eva
to squirm harder and harder on the couch. Then Nina was insinuating her finger
under the tight elastic leg band of Eva's panties, into the waiting wet folds of
her cunt, teasing along the sensitive inner walls. Instinctively, Eva reached
out a hand to return the manipulation, eyes fastened to the lewd picture on the
screen, thinking only of the passion which was coursing through her body at that
moment, realizing with a dim part of her mind that at last she was free from all
inhibitions, free from her mother's syndrome of guilt and shame, totally
abandoned to the delicious rewards of lewdness. And she was supremely happy!
On the screen, the young chestnut-haired girl was still wildly licking and
sucking the witch's cunt, her tongue lapping insanely at the passion-drenched
furrow in which her head was flailing up and down. The woman's legs were now
clasped tightly around the girl's neck, locked together at the calves, and her
asscheeks were raised up toward the ceiling as if they were some salacious
offering to the spirits of her want. But now, the furry German shepherd was
taking an active role, and the camera zoomed in very close as the animal's
tongue flicked out once, twice to lick the quivering moons of the young
teenager's milk-white asscheeks. Then the dog rooted its cold nose into the
crevice between the girl's invitingly rounded asscheeks, and the sudden contact
caused the girl to momentarily discontinue her mad lickings. But the witch's
hands wrapped in the girl's chestnut curls forced the teenager downward to her
task once again, and she resumed her lewd sucking of the moist blood-inflamed
loins between the gray-haired witch's jackknifed thighs.
This time the dog's wet tongue furled out to lick the soft-petal edges of the
child's tender and innocent young pussy, licking upward the full expanse of her
cuntal split from her clitoris to her ass, then back again, and then up again.
The girl was trembling almost mindlessly now at the incredible contact of the
animal's hot wet tongue on her naked genitals, and her head raced like a wild
thing in the V of the older woman's thighs while she tossed and flailed her ass
and ground her pelvis into the child's secretion-drenched face.
Eva was in a fever pitch of excitement. Oh, God, how she needed release, and
there was no sense going to her sunburned boyfriend now! She wanted to be fucked
more at that moment than she had ever wanted it! What she wanted was Kane's hard
animal-cock flicking into her again, and most of all, she wanted to cum with him
cumming inside her, cum while Nina was there, too. Maybe the boys wouldn't
notice, but they wouldn't care. She had already learned that.
She emitted a soft strangled gasp and turned to Nina, breathing hot fire into
her ear. Nina, she gasped. Nina, I'm going to show you
something that will put this movie to shame! Do you hear me? I'm going to put
Kane's big hard cock inside my pussy!
In front of the boys? Nina asked, incredulous. God, Eva sure had
changed! Will you lick me while Kane grinds his big animal cock into your
devouring pussy, Eva? she couldn't help asking.
Go on and beg me, Eva hissed.
Oh pleeaasse! the impassioned freckle-nosed Nina Perry pleaded.
Then, in perfectly attuned agreement, both Eva and Nina began to shed their
clothes stealthily in the flickering light from the screen. Neither of the boys
turned around, so absorbed were they in what was going on there. Then both of
the live girls right in the room kneeled beside Kane, each with a hand stroking
the now eagerly sniffing dog, each with the other hand exploring her friend's
newly blossoming curves. Hands gently kneaded and squeezed, fingers fondled
naked titties and bellies and asscheeks, and simultaneously, Kane found one soft
white hand encircling his unsheathed rod of flesh while another lovingly cupped
his massive hairy balls.
And on the continuing film before the eyes of the stimulated trio, the huge
German shepherd had mounted the teenage girl from behind while she continued to
wildly mouth the witch's cuntal passage and moist red slit. The animal's long
scarlet cock stood out from its furry loins like some obscene sentinel, and its
hind paws danced crazily on the circular bed in lewd time to its forepaws
caressing the child's sides and flanks.
The little girl's ass was rotating feverishly in anticipation of what was about
to happen, licking and sucking the widespread cunt of the old witch. The girl
suddenly reached behind her and grasped the dog's slick member firmly between
her fingers. Then she guided it toward her own nakedly exposed loins, spreading
her knees out wide on the bed to open her own pussy. She placed the hot slippery
animal cock at the entrance to her innocent hole, so defenseless and virginal
before the eye of the camera, aiming the great blood-engorged member and then
inserting its blood-swollen tip inside her churning cuntal opening.
The great black beast didn't hesitate a fraction of a second. Once he felt his
cock touch the soft warm folds of the young girl's tender cunt, he slammed
forward to savagely drive his immense cudgel deep, deep up into her moist pink
cunt. The dog's huge, sperm-bloated balls bounced against her passion-drenched
pubic hair as the animal bucked and thrust into the young chestnut-haired
beauty's pussy with machine-gun rapidity. Its tongue hung out of the side of his
opened, puffing jaws, its forepaws circling her midsection now. The girl's
small, tight young tits seemed to be alive with swirling motion as they danced
against the bed beneath, and her face seemed to be flashing with incredible
sucking and licking movements in the hot, desire-flushed slit in which it was
buried.
Nina and Eva, driven to new heights of mindless lust by the lewd, debauched
activities in the witch's castle and by the hard, throbbing animal cock and
scrotum twitching in their hands, collapsed in a heap of swirling, churning lust
upon the family room rug. Kane was upon them in a flash, licking and nuzzling
between their wantonly splayed loins as the film played out its conclusion for
the boys.
The witch's mystery shepherd jerked and bucked into the teenager's defenseless
cunt with its long hot lubricated animal cock, heaving faster and faster as it
approached its climax. The girl's torso was whipping crazily from side to side,
and the gray-haired witch's head rolled like a broken puppet's on the bed as the
child's obscene sucking of her cunt increased to an unbelievable tempo. The girl
rammed her ass back against the pile-driving animal with renewed frenzy, faster
and faster and harder and harder.
Suddenly her orgasm took hold of her.
The camera panned in close to fully capture the abandoned ecstasy which was
contorting almost grotesquely her lovely, fragile young face as the child licked
the other woman's glistening cunt with long precise strokes like a cat lapping
cream. The woman jerked upward with a convulsive thrust suddenly, and she too
was cumming, flailing her head madly, scissoring her legs up tight around the
climaxing girl's neck in a strangling human necklace.
The dog was the last to cum. A furry blur until its climax hit, it pounded its
long red cock deep into the teenager's spasming pussy. Hot, spewing animal sperm
shot out of the slippery scarlet prick to fill the girl's belly, fill it to
overflowing so that some of the milk-white liquid flowed back out of her tender
young cunt and down onto the bed to mingle with the lust-fired secretions still
pouring from the witch's widely splayed cunt, to be sniffed and licked at by the
great beast after it had withdrawn its deflating cock from the child's pussy,
and the girl had fallen forward over the witch, whose cunt she had just sucked.
Neither girls nor dog noticed when the lights went back on in the family room,
but the scene before their eyes took both Ned and Chuck by surprise. While their
powerful German shepherd mascot humped staccato-like between the waving,
upturned asscheeks of the blond, the little brunette was writhing unashamedly
beneath the obscene tongue-fucking of her girl friend.
Chuck Christensen wasted little time in joining the game. As he rapidly stripped
off his clothes, his eyes leered and, coupled with the sounds of lewd wet
smacking and slurping, his prick, already hardened by the activities on the
screen, came to a rigid, blood-pounding attention. Before he was completely
undressed, a welcome cry of ecstatic pleasure burst upon his ears.
Ooooohhhh Goooddddd! Eva! I'mmmmm cuminnggg! Shit! Harder! Bite it! That's
it! Ooohhh, shiiitttt!
With haste, Chuck Christensen crossed the short distance to his pleasurably
shrieking girl, knelt, and peered with delight at the slaving lips and tongue of
young Eva, whom he felt he had maneuvered along the path to lust-filled freedom
in the early hours of that very morning in the woods.
The touch of another hand should have been startling to Eva, but in her mindless
search for release, in her writhing, ass-pumping quest for fulfillment from the
huge dog fucking into her from behind, the newly freed woman only welcomed yet
another player on this stage of blissful sensation. And Eva Peck knew now that
she was indeed a woman! When Chuck began slowly stroking his blood-swollen rod
of hardened male flesh, which had already brought her own soul-rending climax,
she should have felt shamed and degraded, but she didn't. Her mother had
completely lost! She was no lady!
When Chuck Christensen gently took the place of Nina Perry, positioning himself
before her very eyes with his extremely thick and veined cock throbbing
threateningly at the portals of her saliva and cum-smeared lips, she should have
been terrified, for she had never before tasted the swollen hardness of a male
prick in her mouth! But she wasn't! And when that dully gleaming shaft passed
between her full red lips, invading the confines of her virginal mouth, she
should have screamed with terror, but she didn't.
The sensation of that hot, fleshy member passing between her tightly oval lips,
sliding smoothly up over her tongue and filling completely the moist warm cavern
of her mouth until it threatened to lodge firmly and chokingly in her very
throat, was the purest of ecstasies. In that moment, all that had gone on
before, every nuance of pleasure, even the deliciousness of the animal-cock
burrowing incessantly into the core of her belly, could not match the bolt of
electrifying passion that surged with muscle-twitching reality throughout her
entire body. Nothing, absolutely nothing, had ever given her so much pleasure.
But that was only the beginning.
In a matter of moments, man and beast coordinated their thrusts, quick jolting
blows that hammered together, completely stuffing mouth and cunt, skewering
unmercifully into throat and cervix and setting up a jarring vibration that
seemed to the ravished young girl as if they were crashing in mortal thudding
combat somewhere between her quivering titties and convulsing belly. And as the
tempo of rhythmically pounding cocks burrowed ever deeper, ever harder into
Eva's unnaturally stretched orifices, her mind began to drift, to float away
into another plane. There she had been nearly ready to climax under the ravaging
attack of the dog alone, the newly freed preteen now found herself, under the
dual pummeling, spiraling upward through a swirl of sensual pleasure that should
never end, must never end. So lost was she in the rapturous pursuit of
never-ending sensuality, that she scarcely felt Nina begin kneading and
squeezing her swaying white tits in ever increasing and painful pressure.
Indeed, so lost were they all in their mind-blown pursuits, that none was aware
of Ned's decision that he could not be held back by a measly old sunburn!
The lust-inciting scene of seductive white bodies squirming nakedly against one
another, satin-smooth feminine flesh yielding to erotically squirming flesh, was
more than he, in his violent agitation from the movie, could restrain.
God Almighty, it was insane to even try to reason what had happened with all the
roaring furnace of lust bubbling in his balls! The huge German shepherd
violently fucking into Eva's luscious pink cunt and Chuck Christensen's cock
driving into her mouth made his own cock ache with lewd desire!
Now as Ned watched, Eva began mewling with the wild, wonderful sensation of her
two lovers' beautiful, lust-hardened cocks, as both of them prepared to spill
their hot, liquid fire into either end of her body. In passion-filled joy, the
young girl ground her widespread young ass back hard against Kane's furry loins,
feeling the tiny rivulets of moisture building in the smooth crevice between
their excitedly bucking bodies. She sensed tiny streams of perspiration
dribbling down the backs of her smooth inner thighs, while the mounting pressure
in her desire-inflamed loins warned of the climactic moment that was finally so
near at hand!
Damn it, Ned thought, she looked like an animal herself with her lips locked
tightly around the length of Chuck's raging big cock, increasing her
unbelievably hungry little sucking motions until he thought his balls would turn
inside out! Great swirls of unbearable heat were massing in their secret depths
as he watched his girl's passion-infused face pulling hungrily on his friend's
blood-engorged cock. His painful sunburn was long forgotten!
And on the rug of the family room, Chuck Christensen too, thought his
sperm-bloated balls would soon burst. He felt the muscles of his stomach tighten
and he arched forward, pushing his throbbing hardness up even farther into the
searing heat of her greedily sucking lips! He gaped at the pink ridges pulling
out from her mouth, clinging voraciously to it as she pumped her head up and
down and undulated her smooth white hips back at the humping shepherd in a wild
uncontrolled frenzy!
Oh, shit, no! Strangled noises forced their way up into Chuck's
throat! Oh, Christ, Eva. Suck it hard! I'm cummiinng!
Eva heard his cry at the very moment it burst, his desperately jerking cock
gushing forth hot, steaming jets of pungent male cum, flooding her mouth and
throat with its delicious liquid heat! Her cheeks bloated and contracted as she
swallowed in greedy thick gulps, fastening her lips tightly around the spasming
cock so as not to lose a single drop! On and on, his wonderful balls continued
to pump milky-white sperm into her mouth, while his hands clutched at her head,
pulling her face harder down onto his convulsively softening prick.
The ecstasy of it was even greater than Eva had imagined! She thrust her nakedly
grinding asscheeks back harder at her panting animal-lover, wanting the full
benefit of his expanding cock-flesh raging in and out of her wildly flaming
cunt! Every muscle of her body strained to feel the erotic release of rapture
that would soon explode deep down in her screaming loins and belly! She
continued to gulp and suck wildly at Chuck's erupting rod of lust-bloated flesh
as her hard-clenching cunt opened and closed like an angered fist in its mad
rush to milk Kane's hotly fucking animal-cock.
Oh, God, fuck me, you magnificent darling! she cried. Fuck me
like you've never fucked before!
The huge shepherd whimpered in eager response as he fucked far up into her from
behind in the only depth of expression his basic instincts knew. The soft wet
warmth of her human cunt was greedily clenching at his aching dog-cock, as if
she were his own bitch mate, and his great heart pounded lovingly in his chest
for her. He was completely unaware of his master, Ned, watching rather jealously
from a few feet away.
Fucking bitch! She really liked a dog, he thought. He watched Eva hump
demonically back at the dog. All the rationalization in the world he might
summon would never eliminate his memory that Kane had her first, too! Now there
was this obscene picture of this forbidden embrace etched in his fuming brain
but so was his own vengeful lust mounting. He would teach that female slut a
lesson she would never forget, he decided.
Abruptly, Eva raised her lips from Chuck's now flaccid prick to whimper out a
guttural, animal-like groan from deep in her throat. Her glazed eyes grew round
and unseeing.
Ooooohhhh, you darling dog! I can't stand it, Kane! Do it to me harder!
Please do it to me, lover!
Kane responded with a forward thrust and a growl, his massive hardness beginning
to spew its heated animal sperm deep up into her wildly constricting young belly
with long hard spurts.
Again, Eva cried out weirdly, her crazily jerking ass beginning to contract in
insane rhythm to the violent eruption exploding hotly in her soft white belly
and loins. She threw her head from side to side as her tightly clenching cuntal
mouth continued to clasp and milk at her animal-lover's slowly deflating cock.
Thin rivulets of the dog's sticky, white fluids ran hotly down the smooth white
columns of her inner thighs. She was almost there ... almost!
Suddenly then, Kane pulled his now softened prick from her wildly writhing ass.
Oh, Kane! Please! Come back! Come back! she cried with mindless
arousal.
But he didn't, and as seconds passed, Eva realized that he wouldn't. Oh, what
would she do? She couldn't hold back the tears flooding into her eyes. What had
he done to her? Oh, God, I have to have a cock! Wildly, she crawled after Kane,
feeling the heat of his animal sperm still puddling deep in her unsatiated
belly.
To this unrestrained exhibition, Ned pulled lustfully at his clothes, feeling
almost drunk without benefit of a drink in the bitter sexual arousal that had
overwhelmed him.
Then Eva saw him. Gasping, she watched her new lover drop his shorts and a
choking sound burst from deep within her throat.
Oh, good! Good! Ned! she called happily, gurgling with delight.
Yeah, it's Ned, he mockingly repeated, standing naked with hands on
his hips, his long, thickly rigid cock cleaving the air like a length of
cement-hardened hose! Thought I'd join the party, if Kane doesn't
mind!
Oh, Ned ... she started to say, both surprised and perturbed.
Oh, shut up and turn over! he suddenly ordered. I'll be the
first somewhere, he mumbled incoherently. Get on your knees with
your ass high in the air, Eva, right now!
Eva wasn't sure what was happening. She knew only that she was still terribly
frustrated from Kane. What are you going to do? she asked him.
Just turn over and do as I ask, he told her. It was a little painful
for him to move or bend, but he couldn't stop now.
Eva wondered at his attitude and then recalled his sunburn. Well, it was his own
fault, stimulating everyone with a film when he himself was out of commission
like that! It was his own fault!
Obediently, she assumed the instructed position, somewhat ashamed now because of
his apparent anger. She remembered this position as the one Chuck had used with
her in the woods, and she spread her knees and opened herself before all of
them.
Now then, Eva, I'm going to fuck your ass, sodomize you to seal and
forevermore enjoin our going steady! How's that? It's also the only way I can
think of to get at you where you're still a virgin!
Nina had sat up at Ned's request, and Chuck had sat behind her, holding her
inside his arms while she clung to his flaccid prick.
Good God, Nina thought. He was really going to do it! He was going to fuck her
ass! Oh, God, she thought, imagining how that would feel, a long thick
lust-hardened cock burning its way right up her rectum! Dear God in heaven! She
couldn't help the lascivious sensations the mere thought caused her!
Almost transfixed, she watched, as Ned dropped to his knees, clutching at his
massively throbbing member, while Eva knelt in abject submission with her
asscheeks thrust upward only about a foot away from him.
I'm not going to do it until you tell me to, baby! Ned said
suddenly. You're doing this, okay? You want me or you don't! You want to
give yourself to me all the way out or not! So decide!
Nina held her breath. Her belly and loins were like a sensual beehive. She'd
never get enough, and she could tell by the expression in Eva's eyes that she
felt the same.
Eva's cunt felt as if it were bubbling like a pit of lava, as if nothing in this
world could possibly fulfill its need, but to be sodomized! Then, almost
mystically, she heard herself say:
All right! Please, Ned, do it! Fuck me there in my ass! I want to go
steady with you more than anything else in this world, even more than playing
ball or hockey or ... or anything! Fuck me with your cock in my ass right
now!
Ned felt a surge of new blood racing toward the hotly throbbing head of his
extended blood-engorged shaft. He half-grinned at Chuck, who was watching
closely as he kneed himself up between her widely spread thighs and open
asscheeks. They could all see her moist cunt, but it was the small puckered dark
opening between her whitely rounded asscheeks that held their attention. They
gasped in excited anticipation as he positioned himself behind her, and then
gently he dipped his finger between the peach-fuzzed lips of her cum-soaked
cunt, watching her hips and asscheeks jerk from the erotic intrusion.
Ned smeared the viscid moisture up and over the crinkled, tight little hole of
her rectum as they all gaped licentiously. He did it several times, before
suddenly grasping and dipping the head of his pulsing cock between her swollen
cuntal lips, and then he nuzzled it tightly up against her stretched ass.
Eva heard him give a frightening little half-laugh, a salacious sound that
struck terror into her fearfully quivering belly. Trying to fight down the
rising tide of panic, she clenched her hands into fists and closing her eyes
tightly, she thought to herself. I really want him! I really want him! I really
don't care about playing ball! Yes, Eva had changed!
Then, without hesitating another second, he thrust forward, and she felt an
agonizing pop and stretching at her rectal hole. Her breath choked in her throat
as a vicious spasm of pain ripped through her.
Aarrgghhh! she screamed, trying to get free of the wickedly
torturous cock reaming into her defenseless back hole. Ned, wait! You're
killing me!
Oh, God! What had she let herself in for? She had thought all along that she
could take him, but she had sorely misjudged the size and capacity of her
rectum! He was going to split her wide open back there, she now realized, her
rounded white asscheeks beginning to thrash insanely, and then she heard her new
boyfriend laugh again and felt his strong hands gouging into her tender flesh.
He was holding her viselike, and her every attempted move only served to drive
his huge bloated rod of solid male flesh deeper and deeper up into her cringing
back hole.
Push back! Shove that sweet ass back onto it! Ned commanded,
grasping at her tensed, upper thighs and straining his narrow hips forward
obscenely. It's too late to run now, baby! You've made your choice so grin
and bear it! He knew that in a way he was being unfair because of the pain
of his sunburn, but he couldn't help it!
Oh, oh, God! Eva choked, unable to restrain the tears of agony nor
the guttural moans of shame that were abruptly sweeping over her. Yet it was
more than a debasing humiliation of the perverse ass-fucking he was subjecting
her to before the others, it was a renewed questioning of her own self-image.
Maybe there was something to being a lady after all.
He's ripped me open back there! Oooohhhhh, it's tearing my rectum apart!
Oooohhhhh. But I don't care! I don't care! she cried at herself almost angrily.
I want him! I want him! I do want to be lewd! I dooooo.
Eva hunched back, determined, as Ned thrust forward, and she felt the
excruciating torment of his thickly throbbing shaft surging into her, pushing
the rubbery, persistent flesh before it until at last, with one final
ass-flattening lunge, he ground it all the way up inside the warm, constricting
depths of her salaciously stretched rectum!
At last! At last! Her brain reeled in her strange masochistic torment, then she
felt his strong pelvis smack solidly into the softness between her obscenely
upturned asscheeks, his balls swinging down hard against the open lips of her
pussy below. She was impaled to the hilt, and she was afraid to breathe with the
unbelievable racking pressure that felt as if her thighs were splitting apart.
And watching this lewd tableau, Nina Perry clung to Chuck Christensen's now
rock-hard prick with one small, gripping hand as she sat within the circle of
his arms and viewed with lust-inflamed eyes the lurid spectacle of Ned's heavy
cock moving in and out the lasciviously stretched little hole between his new
girl friend's asscheeks. Sensations of desire raced through her loins and she
could not resist slipping her other hand down between her fevered cunt lips to
gently stroke the tiny swollen bud of her clitoris while she gaped at the
magnificent sodomy.
God, she had never in her life imagined that it was possible to have it that
way! Yet, Eva's masochistically building pleasure was contagious, and suddenly
she turned to Chuck.
I want it that way, too, Chuck! In the ass! Please, hurry! the
little dark-haired twelve-year old hissed, scurrying quickly up onto her knees
up on the couch and thrusting her lusty white asscheeks back at him. Hurry
Chuck lover, before I go out of my mind! she gasped, twisting her head to
look back at him passionately. Fuck it! It's yours, my virgin ass!
Chuck Christensen needed no prodding. His own libidinous mind had been peaked
carnally by Ned's sodomizing of Eva, and his throbbing shaft felt as if it would
shatter into bits if he didn't get it off damned soon! His own girl knelt before
him then, and he saw her dark tanned fingers appear between the pink-petaled
lips of her cunt to smear her viscous cuntal secretions back up over her tiny
puckered pink ass. Then, she moved slowly backward, reaching out hungrily for
his cock.
He gasped as she took it in her hand and not only placed its turgid head, but
while pressing her ass back toward it, wedged the pulsating head inside the
raised little circle of nether flesh, grinding and undulating her hips in a
desperate effort to worm it deep inside her from behind.
Chuck could not hold back. He shoved his hips up, clutching at her waist and
pulling her down onto his lap at the same time, driving his thick cock deep up
into the sucking hot channel of her rectum. She grunted a low, throaty groan
that wracked her whole soft body, and she tried to rise again, but he held her
commandingly.
Oh, oh, my dear God, Nina wailed with the sudden agonizing shock. It
was much more painful than she had been prepared for. Ooooohhhh, what
happened? Did it go in? Ooooohhhh, stop! Stop!
But Chuck was not about to stop. His brain had become an inferno of lust, and
the feel of her warm velvety rectal flesh wrapped hotly around the base of his
lust-thickened cock was maddening. He crushed her soft asscheeks back tightly
against his loins and reaching around and down between her thighs to her pussy,
felt the viscous moisture from the pulled open lips of her cunt. His eyes locked
on his own hardened rod disappearing entirely up into the tight,
widely-stretched oval of her ass, and it drove him crazy with lust. He grunted,
drawing it out slightly, watching with bated breath the tender ridges of pink
anal flesh pulling out with it, then being absorbed inward again with his
forward thrust. His breath came faster and suddenly he was sawing rhythmically
in and out of her rectum with no thought of anything but the release of his own
lustfully seething sperm!
And on the floor in front of Chuck and Nina, in the same obscene position, Eva
still felt torn and horribly expanded from the unnatural invasion of Ned's
massively thick cock buried deep in her rectum. Yet, at the same time, she
realized that she was strangely beginning to enjoy a strange sensation of
atonement, or some similar feeling. She felt she had to go through the pain, the
punishment if she insisted upon becoming a pervert. She didn't mind. She was
sure that in the long run it would be more than worth it! She might never get to
be on a ball team now, but she sure enough had a team!
Eva saw then, for the first time, Nina's widely splayed legs and Chuck's thick
cock disappearing up into her rectum. That sight alone was enough to send wild
fermentations racing through her, and suddenly she was caught up in the
lascivious salacity of it all. At first, it had been a matter of enduring the
pain, but now the agony had reached a startling new stage. Galvanic tingles of
excitement were rippling through her cock-splayed loins, and ... and the
masochistic pleasure in bending before her new boyfriend like some kind of
slave-whore overwhelming! There were still traces of pain as his massive
blood-swollen cock raced deep up into her ass, but there was obscene pleasure,
too, a combination of both pain and pleasure, and then, suddenly, she could feel
Ned's fingers playing in her cunt, tweaking her clitoris in rapturous delight!
Oh, oh! She was going to cum this way! She was! Thank God! Oh, Ned, she thought,
I love you! I love you! I love you! How she loved all the people in the room!
How she loved the whole club, whoever they were! How she loved the whole team!
Yes, and she loved Kane, too!
Oh, lover, Ned! Fuck my ass! she gasped. Fuck it hard,
Ned!
Chuck Christensen had reached his tripping point and Nina Perry was groaning
meaningfully. He doubted if he could last another full minute. In his
lust-crazed drive, he had lost all sense of reason for a time, clutching
savagely at her hips and thundering into his little dark-haired girl's
widely-stretched rectum with demonic fury. Then, he'd felt something happen to
her. She turned and he saw her teeth clenched and bared in ecstatic delight, her
tongue flicking out in time to the ravaging strokes he was fucking deep into
her. Her beautiful dark hair flowed out in a cloud over her heaving shoulders,
flailing wildly as with a violent self-sodomizing thrust she would grunt and
toss her head to the other side.
Then he gasped and watched in lewd rapture, realizing now why she was writhing
in ecstatic delight. Kane had moved in between Nina's widely spread legs! He
heard the beast whimper eagerly and saw him lash out with his tongue, ravenously
lapping over the entire area of her nakedly exposed cuntal crack! Wildly, then,
Nina began to moan as again and again, the huge hound repeated the lust-peaking
act, his probing tongue knifing savagely through her soft, sensitive flesh,
spreading her open until she began to twitch and jerk in uncontrollable fury.
Oh, oooohhhhh! Nina chanted. Oh, my God! she wailed.
I ... I'm cummiinng! Oh, Chuck, I'm cummiinng!
That was all the young dark-haired athlete needed. Her magnificent climax was
causing her nether hole to tighten and relax like a desperately clutching fist
around his pulsating cock! This was all too much, he thought. This was too damn
fucking much!
Oooohhhhh! Aauuugghh! Nina Perry cried out once more as it began all
over again for her. Her senses blurred to all around her in the enchanting,
rushing release. Then, dazedly, she heard Chuck mouth a foul obscenity and felt
him thrust into her so hard she was certain his cock would touch her throat. She
sensed his strong loins jerk convulsively against the widespread flatness of her
asscheeks, and then a great surge of swirling hot sperm flooded deep up into her
ravaged rectum, filling her quaking belly almost to the bursting point! Still,
Kane licked at her pulsating cuntal lips! Then, once again, she was cumming!
Oooohhhhh! she screamed, then collapsed in a dead faint!
On the floor, Ned watched Chuck pump his load into Nina Perry's quivering
asscheeks, and he saw the dog lapping at her devouringly hungry cunt, and then
heard her cry of rapture. He felt the sweat streaming from his brow onto his
cheeks while he fucked his heavy blood-swollen prick into the widely-stretched
opening between Eva Peck's pumping asscheeks. Staring down at the lasciviously
grasping little hole, he pulled the young blonde's asscheeks apart with his
fingers, so that he could see the ridges of pink flesh that pulled out and clung
to his lust-thickened cock when he extracted it, could see them disappearing
again when he rammed it forward. He did it several times with fury, feeling his
sperm-bloated balls slapping into the split of her pink cunt with the force of
his thrust, his fingertips reaching between her swollen pussylips to continually
tease her wildly throbbing clitoris.
He wanted so much for her to cum with him, but he couldn't last much longer! His
balls were ready to spill with all the enchanting love-juice they possessed. Her
warmly sucking ass was extracting the very marrow from his loins. He levered up
behind her and thrust his cock deep, tearing the soft, white asscheeks apart and
letting them flatten back against his pelvis and thighs by her own will while he
fucked into her fiercely!
Ooohhhhh! Oooohhhhh, lover! the perspiring young baseball aspirant
moaned, quite oblivious to any game at this moment but this! Now! Now,
Ned! I'm going to ... yeeesssss ... it's ... it's ... oooohhhhh, I'm cummiinng!
Ned's eyes rolled wildly in his head as he shot his powerful load deep into her
wanting rectum and his beautiful young twelve-year old girlfriend continued to
convulse and scream in wanton bliss.
Man, he thought hazily, this was going to be some ball club after all! What
beautiful, magnificent love they would all remember! They had all cum so
beautifully! Then, he too collapsed.
Four months had passed since that wild, orgiastic night at Ned Voss's home. Of
course, there was no hiding from Eva's mother that she had made friends with Ned
Voss. It was all over town. She patiently explained that they were in a club
that was practicing baseball to make up a mixed team. She swore there was
nothing personal involved. And if she ever wanted to wear a dress for Ned, she
had to smuggle it out of the house while wearing her jeans and a baseball cap as
a cover-up.
This afternoon, she was climbing the rope ladder to the tree house. Ned was just
finishing some homework, and he, too, was dressed in faded jeans and an old
sweatshirt. They were somewhat sad, all of them, because the cold weather would
be coming on and it would be difficult finding excuses to spend time together in
the frigid tree house.
Kane met her at the top of the ladder, head down and sniffing, wondering in his
doggie brain if there was going to be anything in it for him today.
Hi, honey, Ned said as he gathered her into his arms, his fingers
moving up and down over the firmly rounded mounds of her asscheeks. How
was school today?
Eva rubbed her pelvis suggestively against his strong athletic loins, smiling
contentedly as she felt his cock begin to harden from her lewd movements.
I didn't learn a thing, she admitted, at least not something
useful like you teach! She grinned at him.
What's useful about fucking? he asked her, pulling her tighter
against him. Then he forgot his question and began to kiss her, opening her lips
with his tongue and fucking it inside her warm sweet mouth. It was exactly what
he needed after the examinations he had been through this morning.
Eva giggled into his mouth and tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let her and
pulled her still tighter against his chest. That's the way he always did things!
He would ask her a question and then not expect any answer but begin kissing her
instead. She was beginning to think that Ned Voss didn't think she had any mind
at all! Finally, with one mighty shove, she wiggled free of him.
What do you mean, what's useful about fucking? she wanted to know.
Well, what is useful about it except for its being nice! he
challenged.
She wanted to tell him that it was the best way to grow up in the world. She
wanted to tell him that it made her sleep and have the pleasantest dreams she
had ever had. She wanted to tell him how happy it made her, wasn't that useful?
She wanted to tell him that it was certainly useful to feel as though you belong
to another human being.
But he didn't want to hear anything that serious. Besides, Eva suspected he
already knew those things anyway.
Well, she said, thinking as fast as she could. it always
leaves me so exultant and so perspiring that when I walk in the door at night my
parents always ask me if I hit a home run.
Two of them, I sometimes say!
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