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Who Is This Girl? Ch. 01

By: jallen944



Joe unlocked the door, holding the bag of groceries precariously in his arm, kicked the door open, went in, and kicked it shut again.

“I’m home,” he shouted. He could hear the tv in the living room. He set the bag on the counter and went to the living room. Charlie was sitting on the sofa with a glass of milk and cookies on the table, watching cartoons. She smiled when she saw him, and she looked delightfully cute. She was wearing a white blouse and a short, blue skirt with suspenders. He had not noticed before, but she was clearly growing older, beginning to look more and more like a woman than a girl.

“I got your favorite ice cream for dessert,” he said.

“Good,” Charlie shouted.

Joe looked at the cookies. “It looks like you’ve already had dessert.”

“It was only a few cookies, honest.”

“Is it going to spoil your dinner?”

“No. What are we having?”

“Spaghetti.”

Her face lit up. “Good,” she said again.

Joe went back to the kitchen and unpacked the groceries. Near the top were a package he stopped to pick up on the way home, and he set it aside where he would remember it later.

He cooked the spaghetti, the best he’d made in a long time, he thought, and Charlie liked it so much she ate two servings. Joe had been concerned that she wouldn’t be hungry after eating cookies, but it didn’t seem to do anything about her hunger. Maybe, he thought, when they were eating ice cream, he should be concerned instead that she would get fat from eating too much.

After dinner, they sat together on the sofa to watch tv. Charlie snuggled close to Joe and Joe put his arm around her, and Charlie laid her hand delicately on his chest, lightly stroking with her fingers. The tv show was a family sitcom, but neither of them was paying too much attention to it. Joe’s penis started to grow hard, making a large, very obvious lump in his lap. Charlie’s hand began to slowly drift down over his belly and finally came to a rest on the bulge in his lap, rubbing it tenderly. Joe took a deep sigh.

Charlie deftly unbuttoned his pants. Joe lifted his hips a tiny bit, and she quickly slipped her warm hand into his pants. The tips of her fingers tangled in his thick, wiry pubic hairs and touched the shaft of his cock. He flinched and gasped. He looked down and could see her hand moving in his pants like a mole moving just under the surface of the grass. He warm hand wrapped around the burning-hot shaft of his cock and he let out another deep sigh. He sat there for a long time, letting her rub him like that.

Eventually, he decided he wanted more, unzipped his pants and pushed them down. His hard cock popped up almost right in Charlie’s face, standing slightly bent over with its own weight like a huge, thick tree in a strong wind. Charlie put her hand around it and stroked it slowly and firmly, first up, then back down. She opened her mouth and put the head in her mouth, and she was sucking, while Joe stared blankly at the tv screen.

Her head moved slowly up and down, and her mouth was making wet, slurping sounds. Joe was beginning to breath hard and moan. She had her right hand around the bottom half of his shaft, and her left hand around his balls, squeezing and pulling them. She sucked her mouth off noisily like she was sucking a popsicle and licked the head with swirling motions of her tiny tongue. She brought her hand up to the top end and bent it back to lick down the shaft with small swipes. She went all the way down to his balls and licked them. They were too big to fit into her small mouth at the same time, but she sucked them one after the other.

Joe spread his legs wide and grunted when she pulled them in her mouth. There was some slight discomfort, but the feeling was so good that it made his penis harder.

“Oh...oh,” he moaned. Charlie raised her head and plunged his cock into her mouth again. She knew how to suck him hard and not make him cum, how to bring him right to the point where he thought he was going to shoot, and let him down without letting him cum. His huge cock was throbbing red and purple. Veins stood out under the skin like pipes and the skin on the head was tight and shiny. She closed her lips tightly around the head and bobbed her head rapidly, making the head rub against her wet tongue.

“I’m going to cum,” Joe whispered. His muscles strained, he grunted, and his cum was gushing into her mouth in huge, long, thick spurts. Charlie continued to bob her head and swallowed fast as it filled her mouth. That orgasm seemed to take everything out of him. He felt a dull ache deep in his groin that he knew would not go away soon.

She kept licking and smearing his cum and her saliva on her face. She ran her tongue up and down the huge pole. It looked like a wet, shiny piece of wood beside her tiny, precious face. She caught him staring down at her and smiled up at him. He realized he was staring, shook his head, and smiled back.

“Do you want to fuck me now?” she said.

“Yes,” he said, stroking her hair. “Go in the kitchen and get the small box I left on the counter.” She looked at him curiously for a moment, then jumped off the couch and ran into the kitchen. She came running back with the small box he had brought home.

“What is it?” she said, handing it to him.

He opened the box and took out the plastic tube. “It’s a special grease. Hold out your hand.” She held out her hand and he squirted a tiny glob on her palm. She touched it curiously, and her face lit up in surprise.

“It gets warm,” she said with excitement, rubbing the grease on her palm and between her fingers.”Are you going to put it on your cock?”

“I’m going to put it on your pussy. Come on, sit down,” he said, patting the couch beside him. She sat down. “Lift your skirt and spread your legs.” She pulled up the edge of her skirt and spread her knees wide. She wasn’t wearing panties, and Joe was shocked. “Did you go to school like that?”

“Like what?”

“Without panties.”

“Yeah,” Charlie giggled. “Sometimes I like to let boys look.”

“Do you let them touch?” he said, feeling concerned.

“Sometimes.”

“What do they do?” He wasn’t sure what he should do if she was getting into trouble at school. He didn’t even think that she would be around boys all day.

Charlie giggled. “They get scared and run away.”

Joe sighed, but he was still concerned. “I don’t think you should do that,” he said, but he had a fear that she could get into big trouble later on.

Charlie shrugged, and let her skirt fall. “Okay,” she said.

“Okay,” Joe said, smiling with relief. “Lift your skirt again.” Charlie pulled up her skirt again and held her legs spread wide, watching his hands with fascination. He squirted a generous glob of the funny grease on his middle finger. Charlie was almost trembling as his hand neared her lightly-covered pussy. His finger went right between the lips of her cunt, squishing the grease, and Charlie flinched. Joe pushed his finger inside her and he could feel it getting warm.

“Ooohhh,” Charlie moaned. Her legs rose off the cushion. “That feels so funny.” Joe pushed his finger deeper into her hole. Charlie’s hips were squirming on the cushion and her mouth was hanging open. He pulled his finger out, squirted more grease on it, and pushed it back into her. Charlie gasped. “I feel so weird,” she said.

Joe was feeling pretty weird himself. His cock was as hard as a steel post, and it felt like it was going to burst if he didn’t do something. Charlie was holding his forearm tightly with both hands, like she was trying to push him away, but her attention was completely focused on the finger in her cunt.

“Roll over,” Joe said. “Get up on your hands and knees.”

Charlie didn’t say anything. She was breathing as hard as he was. She tucked her legs under her and rolled over on her knees, with her hands on the far arm of the couch to hold herself up. She pushed her ass way up and looked back at Joe over her shoulder. Joe got up on his knees behind her, his long, hard cock hanging in front of him. He lifted the hem of the back of her short skirt and flipped it up over her ass. She had her legs spread, and her beautiful pussy lips glistened with the thick coating of grease he had applied.

Charlie waited silently. Joe put his hands on her hips and rubbed his shaft along her slick, greasy slit. Charlie was breathing hard and churned her hips up and down rhythmically to feel his cock touching her cunt. Joe’s senses were very heightened. Every sound, every touch, and every smell seemed to overpower him. The skin of her hips felt like velvet as he caressed her.

“Oh please,” Charlie begged in a weak, breathy voice, grinding her warm mound against his cock. Joe lifted his thick cock and pushed the huge head between the lips of her pussy. “Oh yes,” Charlie sighed. Her soft, wet lips parted and the head began to penetrate. “Oh...oh...oh,” she moaned. Her head was up at a tilted angle and her eyes were squeezed shut. Her fingers were digging into the arm of the sofa.

Joe pulled her hips up to spread her legs wider, and began to push his cock into her. Her tight cunt reluctantly stretched open to envelope him. Joe slid his hands up under the skirt and held her hips firmly and pulled her back while he pushed his hips forward.

“Oh yes...oh yes...more, please,” Charlie panted. The grease made it easier for Joe to slide his cock in. The strange warmth effect of the grease created a new sensation that was blowing his mind. Joe stopped for a moment, inched closer to her, and continued to force his long cock in with a firm, steady push.

When most of it was inside her, he leaned over and reached under to rub the small buds of her breasts through her blouse. Charlie arched her back to push her ass up and Joe began to thrust with his hips. His cock slid out about an inch and slid back in with each thrust, and the grease made a wet, sucking sound. Joe unbuttoned her blouse and pulled the front open.

“Uhn...uhn...uhn,” Charlie moaned. Deep, strong waves of passion passed through her body, emanating from her groin. Her skin tingled all over, especially around her breasts and nipples, where Joe’s hands were rubbing vigorously. She squirmed like a snake and cranked her ass in a circle. She could feel every bit of his cock sliding in and out of her hole, even though it was not moving very much. He was licking and kissing the back of her neck, and his tongue tickled her, adding to the collection of incredible sensations all through her body. She was breathing hard and squealing. She was going to cum.

Joe straightened up and put his hips around her waist to hold her still while he drew back his hips and pounded her cunt with his cock.

“Ow,” Charlie screamed when the head of his cock hit the bottom of her womb. Joe drew back and jammed it hard into her again and again. Charlie was screaming in pain and ecstasy. She was cumming.

Joe felt his orgasm building inside him until he knew he was going to explode. He shouted when he climaxed and his cum burst from his cock like an explosion of semen. He kept pumping his hips and flooded her cunt. His cum drained from his cock in long, thick jets that seemed to go on without end.

Charlie dropped her head to her arms, leaving her ass up, and Joe’s cock was semi-hard and still slowly sliding in and out. His shaft was shiny with his cum, Charlie’s fluids, and a coating of the grease. Both were breathing hard. Joe lightly brushed his hand over her ass. His cum was dribbling out of her cunt around the shaft stuffed between her lips.

“Did anyone ever fuck your ass?” Joe said, and pulled his cock out of her cunt.

“What?” She looked back at him. “What are you going to do?” Her cunt felt empty without his cock in it.

“Hold still. It’ll only hurt for a second.” He picked up the tube of grease and squirted a huge glob on her asshole.

“Oh,” she cried, and flinched in surprise. He could tell she was frightened and wanted to get away as he smeared the grease on her tiny hole, but she stayed very still. Her cheeks quivered as she trembled, but she was still very turned on, and the action of his fingers on her sensitive hole was very stimulating. Joe wanted to loosen her up before he tried to stuff his cock into her asshole, and she was beginning to respond. He was dying to try this with her, but he knew that if he wasn’t careful, he could cause her a lot of pain.

He put more grease on her asshole and even inserted the small nozzle and squirted a stream right inside. Charlie sucked in her breath in surprise.

“Oh god,” she moaned. “Oh god...oh god.” He wondered what she must be feeling with all that grease turning warm in her asshole. Her back arched up sensuously, like a cat. “Oh...oh...oh,” she panted. Joe grinned. She was so sexy. He wanted to give it to her right now. He pulled the nozzle of the tube out and some of the clear grease squished back out.

He raised his cock and it touched her ass. She was startled and flinched. She took a deep breath, and her sigh was fluttery and ragged from nervousness and fear. He stuck his finger in her asshole and rubbed it in a circle.

“Relax,” he said. She was terribly tense and her asshole was incredibly tight. She took another deep breath and some of the tenseness left her body. The more he rubbed, the more she relaxed, until he felt he would be able to get his cock inside her.

Charlie felt the head of his cock touch the soft, tender area around her asshole. She held her breath, but she couldn’t look back because she didn’t want him to see the fear on her face. She knew this was going to hurt. She had seen it done to her mother. She also knew the incredible orgasm her mother had that time.

Joe’s cock pushed forward, and Charlie grunted. Her whole body was trembling in his hands. He gently pushed forward again and the head of his cock penetrated the tight ring of her asshole.

“Ooowww,” Charlie whimpered, and her head fell to the arm of the sofa again, where her fingers were digging into the fabric and padding. Joe waited for a moment, then began to slowly work his cock into her. “Ow...ow...oh god...oh god,” she sobbed. The rest of his cock was forcing itself into her like a huge piston into a tiny cylinder. Her legs felt as weak as jelly trying to hold up a bridge, but his strong hands kept her from collapsing under him.

Joe’s cock finally met a resistance and he figured he was in her as deep as her body would allow. She was an experienced young girl when he met her, but now he had taken the virginity of her asshole. His hips started to thrust back and forth, pushing his cock in and pulling it. The fit was tighter than a two inch pipe in a one inch tube, which was just about what it was.

Charlie was no longer whimpering and sobbing, but moaning and breathing hard. She felt some pain, but the feel of his big cock in her asshole was incredible. She could feel the ridges on the shaft. Her hole felt much looser than before, and Joe was able to easily slide his cock in and out. He drew it out a few inches and jammed it in again as hard as he could, each time hitting a resistance when he was just more than halfway in.

“Uhn...uhn...oh yes...oh yes,” Charlie was moaning. She could hear Joe behind her panting hard, and could feel the sweat of his body with the sweat on her body. He was going to make her cum again. She didn’t know if she would be able to stand it. This orgasm felt so good, so much better than the first one. It was building inside her agonizingly slow, like it was coming from somewhere way off. Her eyes were closed and she was muttering, “Yes...yes...come-uhn...come on...yeah,” but she was oblivious to anything else but Joe’s cock and her orgasm.

Before she realized it, she was cumming, and screaming uncontrollably. She was very aware of Joe’s cum squirting in her ass, but she couldn’t hear anything else but her own screams. As soon as she had started cumming, her asshole began to clamp onto his shaft, and tighten as her orgasm built. The sensation of her hole tightening down on his cock while he tried to move it in and out drove her over the top, and she was right, it was a much better orgasm than the first. It was probably the best one she had ever felt.

Finally, Charlie opened her eyes. The world was still there. She was still on the couch on her hands and knees. She was breathing hard and sweating. Behind her, she could hear Joe panting, and she could feel his hands on her hips and his slick cock gliding smoothly in her asshole. She smiled, but she was exhausted.

Joe pulled his cock out of her asshole and Charlie’s body sprawled out limply on the sofa. Joe rubbed her red ass. His cum was dribbling out of both of her holes profusely.

“Did I hurt you?” Joe whispered.

Charlie nodded. “It hurt.” Her voice was weak.

“I’m sorry. Did you cum?”

“Yes.” Her head turned to the side and she looked up at him. Joe was looking down on her with concern. She smiled. “I came like crazy,” she said, and started to giggle. Joe scooped her up in his arms and carried her up to her bed. 

Who Is This Girl? Ch. 02



“Good night,” Meredith said. In the darkness she watched him pull up his pajama bottoms.

“Good night baby,” he whispered. He quietly closed the door and left her in the darkness.

She pulled the sheets up and inhaled deeply. They had trapped that man smell, but there was also the smell of her own body. If Mom smelled these sheets she would know she was having sex in her own bed and she would demand to know with whom. She would not be able to tell her it was with her father, so she decided to wash the sheets herself and avoid having to explain what she had done.

She stroked her body all over as she lay naked under the sheets. Her pussy was dripping with fresh cum. She fell asleep dreaming that Daddy was in her bed fucking her all night.

The next day her dream filled her mind for the whole day and she walked around school with wet panties in her jeans. Sitting in class, she pictured herself in his bed and he fucking her with his big, thick thing and it was sliding in and out of her fast and hard, just like he had done yesterday afternoon. The images in her head got her so hot she had to excuse herself in the middle of class to go to the restroom and get herself off.

“Guess what,” Meredith said when she found Charlie at the end of the day.

“What?”

Meredith leaned close and whispered in her ear. “My Dad fucked me yesterday.”

“No way,” Charlie said in astonishment.

“Yes. It happened.”

“Was it good?”

“It was the best.” Meredith beamed. She was so proud of her father for being such a good lover.

“I’m fucking my Dad, too,” Charlie said and shut her locker.

Meredith suddenly looked disappointed. “I don’t believe you,” she said. “You’re just making it up because I fucked my Dad.”

“No I’m not. You just told me you were fucking your Dad and I believed you.”

“Ok, I believe you. Is he a good lover?”

“He’s the best. Do you want to come over and watch me do it with him?”

“Yes,” Meredith said.

“Good. Let’s go. Maybe you can do it with him, too.”

They arrived giggling like a couple of girls with a secret. When they saw Joe they were suddenly quiet, but they ran giggling back to Charlie’s room and shut the door. He shook his head and went back to finishing the snack he made for Charlie every day when she got home. He set the plates and the glasses on the coffee table in front of the tv and went to Charlie’s room to get the girls. He heard them giggling and the noise stopped as soon as he knocked.

“Come in,” Charlie said.

Joe opened the door and stuck his head in. Meredith was sitting on Charlie’s bed and Charlie was standing in the middle of the room. Both girls were naked from the waist down. Spilled all over the floor was an assortment of clothes, lingerie and leather that he had bought for Charlie.

“What are you two doing?” he said.

“Just trying on clothes,” Charlie said. Meredith looked embarrassed.

Joe just nodded. “I’ve got your snack ready anytime you’re ready for it.”

“Ok,” Charlie said.

He closed the door. The moment it clicked shut, the girls inside squealed with laughter. He went back to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich.

Charlie and Meredith rolled on the bed, laughing hard. They wound up laying side by side, their bare legs intertwined.

“Are you really gonna do it with him?” Meredith said.

“Yeah. I hope you’re gonna do it, too.”

“Does he have a big one?”

“Yeah. It’s big.”

“My Daddy has one that’s this big,” Meredith said, holding her hands apart a little bit wider than she remembered her Dad’s penis. “How big is you Dad’s?”

Charlie held her hands about a foot apart.

“No way,” Meredith said.

“Yes way.”

“Oh my god.”

“So are you gonna do it?”

“I guess so.”

“I have an idea. If he cums in my mouth, I won’t swallow it,” Charlie said.

“Why not?”

“Because then we can kiss and share it.”

“That sounds cool,” Meredith said.

“Good,” Charlie said and jumped up from the bed. “Let’s find something cool to wear for him.”

Joe was disappointed when the girls came out wearing the clothes they had come home in. As they sat on the floor in front of him and laughed with each other like he wasn’t even there, he imagined how they had looked in some of the items Charlie had. The images in his mind of them wearing black leather boots and lace panties gave him a tremendous erection. Their bodies were developing rapidly. Charlie herself was more like a woman-child than a girl.

He shifted his penis in his pants so it was lodged more comfortably along his thigh in his jeans, which made a ridge that stretched almost to his knee like a mountain range on a relief map. He wasn’t sure how Meredith would react to seeing his erection displayed that way, but he didn’t really care. He had a feeling the girls were up to something, so he had no problem letting them see that his penis was hard.

During a commercial Charlie looked at him. Her eyes went down to his lap and she smiled. She leaned over to Meredith and whispered something in her ear. She looked puzzled for a second, but she turned and looked in his lap, directly at the ridge in his jeans. Her eyes grew wide. She leaned over to Charlie and whispered something in her ear. Charlie nodded.

“Would you like to see what we decided to wear?” she said. She was resting back on her arms, her legs folded under her. Meredith was squirming and chewing her bottom lip.

“I’d love to see it,” Joe said. His penis was throbbing.

Charlie pulled her shirt off over her head and pushed her jeans down. She was wearing a low-cut grey satin bra with lace trim and matching crotchless panties. The straps of the panties were French cut over her sensuous hips. The strap in the back disappeared between the round, white cheeks of her ass and the bra cups were cut low enough to reveal her hard nipples.

Meredith undressed as well, but slowly, as if she was reluctant. She wore a tiny black leather bra that squeezed her young, plump breasts up and made them look larger than they were. On her hips she wore a lacy white garter belt that held up sheer, thin white stockings, but she wore no panties. Her legs were firm and supple and filled out the stockings more like the legs of a grown woman.

“How do we look?” Charlie said, spinning like a model. Meredith was still acting shy. She hid behind her long hair and held her hands clasped in front of her as if to cover herself.

“You look great,” Joe said. Their exhibition had lit a fire inside him. He had seen Charlie dressed this way before, but he was amazed at Meredith’s figure. He had no idea she had such a well developed body.

She pointed at his lap. “Is it really that big?” she said.

He rubbed the ridge in his jeans. “Yeah, it’s really that big.”

“I’ll show you,” Charlie said. She bent over him and unbuckled his belt, reached in and pulled out his penis.

“Oh my god,” Meredith said with a gasp.

“Go ahead,” Joe said.

Her little hand reached out and touched the head. She sucked in her breath, like she was surprised to find out it was real.

“Will it fit?” she asked.

“Fit where?” he said.

She blushed. “You know. In there.”

“Sure it’ll fit. I’ll show you,” Charlie said.

She turned her back to him and spread her legs over his lap. He put his hands around her waist to hold her up. She spread her pussy lips between the crotchless panties and pointed the end of his cock to her open pussy. The head split her open and she lowered herself on it, groaning as it pushed into her. She settled her weight into his lap, completely filled by his penis.

“See? It’s easy,” she said, and moved herself up and down.

“I don’t know,” Meredith said as Charlie lifted herself from his lap and let his penis fall out of her.

“Give it a try. You can do it,” Joe said.

Meredith approached, watching his penis like it was a snake that would bit her if she was not careful. She turned away and he spread her legs over his legs, put his hands around her slender waist and pulled her down to his lap. She sat all the way down on him. His penis stood straight up between her legs like it was her cock. The hard shaft rubbed her bare, wet pussy. She put her small hand around it.

“Just take it slow,” Joe said.

She squatted over his lap with her knees bent, and reached between her legs for his cock. The tip of his cock tickled her pussy.

“You’re doing fine,” he said.

He held her with his hands on her hips. She guided the head of his cock between the wet, tender lips of her pussy and pressed herself down. The head parted her flesh in one quick motion.

“Ow. It hurts,” she cried, and stood up.

“It’s ok. You’re doing fine,” Joe said.

“It’s gonna kill me.”

“Just do it,” Charlie said.

She sat on the edge of the coffee table, took his cock in her hand and held it in position. Joe took most of her weight in his hands. She was trembling and breathing hard.

He lowered her weight and Charlie guided his cock to her cunt. The head spread her lips again and slid in. She was smooth and wet, and shaking like a leaf as she moved down on his shaft.

“Oh ... oh ... oh,” she moaned. Her body was tense and her back arched out.

His cock was entering Meredith on its own and Charlie let go to sit back. Her fingers slipped between the parted slit in the crotch of the panties and touched her own pussy lips. Meredith’s face was covered with her long, dark hair. Her pink pussy lips were wrapped tightly around his cock. She sunk farther and farther on it and whimpered as more of it went into her.

Joe let his hands move up her sides to her tits. She let out a long sigh. All her weight was on his lap and his cock was completely in.

“You’re so big,” she whispered.

She pushed down on his legs to move her ass up and down. He moaned. She moved her ass like an experienced woman. Her young body was slender but also firm where she was filling out. He pushed aside the leather bra to feel her tits, and moved his own hips up and down. She writhed on his lap.

“Fuck me...fuck me,” she begged softly. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily through her wide open mouth.

Joe grabbed her hips with both hands and pulled her down on him as tight as he could. Her eyes bulged out of her head. His hips jacked her up off the couch, almost forcing her to lose her balance and fall off. His cock throbbed inside her like it was swelling to burst her seams, and suddenly he was shooting cum into her body.

Meredith gasped. She fell over to the side, grabbed a pillow off the couch and screamed into it again and again while he pumped his cum into her cunt.

Joe pulled her back up on his lap and continued to fuck her. She was leaning back limp against him. Her arms hung at her sides, her head had fallen back on his shoulder, and she was panting hard. His hands squeezed her tits. Her legs were still spread wide over his lap and his cock was still moving in and out of her hole.

Meredith lifted her head and opened her eyes. Charlie was sitting on the coffee table in front of her, grinning from ear to ear. Meredith pulled herself up from his lap, crushed her legs together and pushed past Charlie, running as fast as she could to the bathroom. His semen was running down her thighs.

“What happened?” he said when the bathroom door clicked shut. His cock was still hard and flopped back against his belly when she jumped up.

“I don’t know. I’ll find out,” Charlie said.

She went down the hall to the bathroom and tapped softly on the door.

“Can I come in?” she said.

“Yes,” Meredith said after a moment.

She was sitting on the open toilet. Her feet were propped up on the edge of the tub and her legs were spread. Joe’s cum dripped in the toilet water. Charlie sat on the edge of the tub by Meredith’s foot.

“What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Are you bleeding?”

“No,” Meredith said and looked down at her pussy. Her face was obscured by her hair again.

“Why did you run?”

“I got scared,” Meredith said, and closed her legs.

“Why?”

“Because you were watching me.”

“I’ve seen you fuck before,” Charlie said.

“Not like that. Not with your Dad.”

“Oh. Didn’t you enjoy it?”

“Yes,” Meredith said.

“Then what’s wrong?”

“I felt funny, you know? You were watching me do it with your Dad.

“I got off watching you fuck him. I came when you did. I’m still wet,” Charlie said, and touched Meredith’s thigh.

Her hand moved up the inside of her leg. Meredith’s eyes followed her hand. Charlie dropped between her thighs on her knees. Meredith’s cunt was dripping with pearly white cream.

Charlie’s pink tongue move toward her cunt. Meredith sucked in her breath. She licked up the cum and poked her tongue as deep into her cunt as she could. The tip of her tongue brushed over the nub of her clitoris.

“Uhn ... uhn ... uhn,” she groaned.

Charlie licked until her groans slowed down. She lifted her head and licked her lips.

“Let’s fuck him together,” she said.

Charlie came out of the bathroom like an elegant model coming down the runway, displaying her body in lingerie that could get her arrested. Joe had heard the loud moaning from the bathroom. From the moistness around Charlie’s mouth, she must have licked the cum from Meredith’s pussy.

He sat naked in the center of the couch. His penis stood straight up in his lap like a flagpole on the Fourth of July. Charlie sat beside him.

“We want you to fuck us some more,” she said.

She put her hand around his cock and moved it up and down. His thick shaft was sticky with cum. Before he could say anything she titled it to her tiny mouth and began sucking the head. Her head moved up and down and her tongue licked the soft spot under the head. He lifted her head with his finger under her chin.

“Where’s Meredith?” he said.

She took his cock out of her mouth. “She’s in my room, waiting for us.”

“Is everything ok?”

She nodded with a demure smile. She took his cock in her mouth again, sucking fast and hard. He gasped. She had one hand around the base and her other hand was holding his balls.

He stopped her again. Her mouth made a pop when the head of his cock came out.

“It’s not nice to ignore guests when they’re waiting for you,” he said.

“I know.”

She led him down the hall to her room. His long penis bobbed in front of him. Meredith was laying on her back on Charlie’s small, pink bed. She had pulled her leather bikini top back into place over her tits, but she had a grin like she was ready to take it off again any time he wanted. Beams of sunlight from the late afternoon sun shined in the windows across her body, highlighting droplets of moisture that glistened in her pussy hair like diamonds.

Charlie jumped on the bed. They giggled like schoolgirls teasing the boys with something they would never get. They lay side by side in their semi-naked illicitness. His huge cock stood straight from his body. He climbed on the bed between them. They both grabbed his cock at the same time and tugged it in different directions.

“Careful. Don’t break it,” he shouted.

Meredith quickly let go. “I didn’t mean to break it.”

“I could fix it,” Charlie said.

“How?” Joe said.

“Like this.”

She opened her jaw wide, stuck out her tongue, and lowered her mouth over the end of his cock. She sucked in her cheeks and moved her head up and down. Both she and Meredith had their hands around the long shaft and were pumping gently.

Charlie sucked her mouth off and looked up at him with her young, innocent eyes.

“Does it still work?” she said, and licked her lips.

“Let me fix it,” Meredith said. She put both hands around it and licked up and down the side like she was trying to finish an ice cream cone before it melted. Then she put it in her mouth.

“Oh yeah,” Joe sighed.

She swirled her tongue around the head. Her head bobbed over the end of it and her mouth made wet, sucking noises. His cock touched the roof of her mouth and the insides of her cheeks and scraped over her teeth and even reached all the way to the back of her mouth and made her gag. His eyes rolled back in his head.

The girls traded his cock back and forth. They took turns sucking and licking the sides. When their mouths came close they kissed. Their tongues stuck out when their lips came together. Their small mouths felt great around his cock. They both had thick, pouty lips that smothered the head.

Meredith had it in her mouth when he came. She was sucking hard, moving her head up and down. He moaned and his cock throbbed and she held her head still. His cum erupted in her mouth and splattered on her tongue and shot straight to the back of her mouth. She squealed in delight but kept her lips tight around the shaft. Her mouth filled fast and her eyes opened wide.

She pulled his cock out of her mouth and another shot hit her in the center of her face. Charlie laughed and stuffed his cock in her mouth to finish him off. His cum filled her mouth as well. Meredith’s cheeks were puffed out. Charlie turned to her with her mouth open and her tongue sticking out. It was coated with pearly white liquid. They tilted their heads and brought their lips together. His cum spilled from Meredith’s mouth into Charlie’s. She swallowed the rest and lifted her head.

“I want you to fuck me now,” she said, sliding her body on his.

“You haven’t had any yet, have you?” Joe said.

She reached back over her ass, feeling for his prick.

“No.  I’ve been waiting and waiting.”

“I got it for you,” Meredith said. She was holding his cock and aimed it through the slot in Charlie’s panties at her pussy. “Move down a little more.”

Charlie slid back a few more inches. Her wet cunt left a moist streak on his belly. The head of his cock touched her lips and spread them apart. She arched her back and got up on her knees to force it in. She was very wet but it didn’t want to go in.

“Uhn,” she grunted. She let her weight settle on him. Her knees squeezed into his sides and her ass touched his thighs.

He put his hands on her hips.

“Have you worn these panties before?” he said.

“No.”

Her eyes were closed and she moved herself up and down on his cock. Meredith came up behind her and kissed her shoulder. Her arms went around her waist and her hands squeezed Charlie’s tits. The bra unhooked and she pulled it away. Her round tits bounced with each thrust of Joe’s hips.

For a moment, Charlie’s arms were stretched behind her like they were tied behind her back. The long, black hair that covered her face was like a cloth bag covering her head. He had never tied her up, but seeing her that way made it feel like he was fucking her while she was bound.

Meredith pinched Charlie’s nipples. She bent her head to suck her neck like a vampire. Charlie’s mouth was open and her lower lip quivered. Her eyes were closed and soft moans escaped from her throat.

Joe was moaning hard himself. He could fuck Charlie forever. Her body was covered in sweat and his body was covered in sweat. The room smelled of the odors of their lovemaking, of their sweat and their cum. Meredith’s hands smeared the perspiration over Charlie’s body.

She began her orgasm. She was moaning deeply. He would not be able to hold back much longer, even if he wanted to. His cock seemed to have grown larger than when she slid herself down on it. Her cunt clamped around it like it was trying to pump the cum right out of him. His cum flooded through her womb.

“Oh yes ... oh yes,” Charlie said, panting.

Her body jerked. With a sigh, her body went limp in Meredith’s arms. She let her fall gently back on the bed. His wet cock fell out of her pussy like a tool she no longer had a use for and slapped against his thigh. Meredith crawled over Charlie’s body and lowered her head between her thighs.

Her tongue lapped up his fresh, white cum that dribbled from Charlie’s pussy. Joe leaned on his elbow to watch. Charlie raised her head to watch as well, but let her head drop back to the bed. Her moans grew louder and she writhed and twisted, but Meredith did not let up.




Who Is This Girl? Ch. 02



Charlie’s legs flexed. Her head tossed side to side. She was screaming again, until Meredith sat up, licked her lips and looked at Joe.

“What should we do now?” she said.

He looked down at her tight, luscious, ass. His cock had grown stiff again. Giggling, Meredith got down on her hands and knees and stuck her ass up in the air. He got up on his knees and moved toward her.



Who Is This Girl? Ch. 03



Charlie found Meredith at home with her brother and her father. Her mother was at a microwave cooking class and wouldn't be home until later that evening. Meredith's brother, Tony, was on the couch, watching tv. He looked up and Charlie practically melted. He was older and so handsome always had a girlfriend.

Meredith was dying to know what she had to do that was so important, so she agreed to tell her about it in her room. As they walked through the room, she could feel Tony's eyes on her, looking at her body, and it made those passionate feelings she had been holding back begin to ache inside her. She was terribly wet and sticky between her legs, and was sure her panties were soaked. She was so horny she gladly would have accepted if Tony and Meredith's father had asked her to fuck them both right then.

They climbed on Meredith's bed like two kittens wrestling over a ball of string, giggling with excitement and shrieking with laughter as they rolled over the sheets and pillows. Her knee pushed between Charlie's legs and pressed against her sensitive crotch and she gasped.

"What? Are you all right?" Meredith said, but Charlie wrapped both of her legs around her friend's and squeezed it firmly against her crotch.

"I'm fine."

Charlie rubbed her tender pussy through the rough fabric of Meredith's jeans and her own wet panties. She closed her eyes and licked her lips.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No."

"You've got my leg," Meredith said, looking into her friend's face. "Are you horny?"

"Oh yes."

"What did you do after school?"

"I saw Bruce by the back doors."

"What did you do?"

"We made out."

"You made out with Bruce Kozerski?"

"Mm hm," Charlie moaned, smiling as she thought back on the experience. She put her hands around Meredith's thigh and pulled it harder against her crotch.

"What did he do to you?"

"He put his finger in my pussy. But he didn't get me off."

"Wow. You had Bruce Kozerski's finger in your pussy. That is so cool," Meredith said. She pressed her thigh against her friend's crotch, making her shiver with excitement and anticipation.

"I wanna touch your pussy," Charlie said, and unbuttoned Meredith's jeans.

She slipped her hand in, under the elastic band of her pink, frilly panties, and her fingers brushed through the slight, but dark hair on her mound. Meredith shivered. Her eyes were locked onto Charlie's eyes, staring deeply into her. Her thick lips were parted so slightly, making a small, flattened O shape.

Charlie's fingers ventured further across her pussy, and she spread her legs as much as she could in that awkward position. Her finger grazed over her moist lips. Meredith gasped. Charlie pushed her finger past her wet lips, touched her clit, and she groaned deeply, closed her eyes, and rolled her head back. She tried to push her finger into her pussy, but her finger sunk as far as the first knuckle when she met some resistance, and Meredith flinched.

"Ow. That hurt," she said.

"Sorry. I'll be gentle."

She stroked her finger gently over her clit, but the feelings inside her own body were driving her wild. Meredith was moaning softly and her chest was heaving. Charlie started to work her finger into Meredith's cunt, and she clenched her teeth together and grunted.

"Does that hurt too much?" Charlie whispered. Their faces were very close, and she could feel Meredith's warm breath on her cheek.

"No."

Charlie kissed her lips. "I can do something better if you want."

"Anything. Just don't stop now."

Giggling, Charlie yanked her hand from Meredith's pants, pushed her back on the bed, and pulled her jeans off.

"What are you doing?" Meredith said.

"You'll see," Charlie said, and giggled.

She tugged her jeans and her panties down below her knees and spread her thighs as wide as she could while they were still restrained around her ankles. She dropped herself between Meredith's legs.

"What..." she started to say, but Charlie put her mouth on her pussy, and her mind exploded. Her eyes grew wide, and her head dropped back to the bed.

Charlie licked between the soft lips of Meredith's pussy just like she had done with her finger. It was sort of like eating a juicy peach, with the juice dribbling down her chin, and it tasted sweet and bitter at the same time. She licked up and down the outsides and insides of her lips, then gently poked her tongue inside. Meredith's mouth was open wide, and quiet grunts came out. Her hips rose off the bed.

She came screaming. Charlie had to reach up and clamp her hand over her mouth until she stopped screaming. She was afraid her father would come in to find out what was going on, and he would see them like this. That wouldn't be too cool.

"Who taught you how to do that?" Meredith said, gasping for breath.

Charlie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "I watched them do it in a movie one time."

Meredith smiled, and a dreamy look came into her eyes. "I want to do it to you," she said, gazing into Charlie's eyes.

Her smile grew wider. "Oh yes," she said, and laid on her back, spread her legs, and raised her skirt.

Without bothering to pull her jeans back up or take them all they way off, Meredith got on her hands and knees, raising her ass high in the air. She reached under Charlie's skirt, hooked her fingers over the elastic band of her tight, dark blue panties, and pulled them down her legs.

She was watching her friend move over her body, and her own chest was heaving. Her mouth was dry, and she kept licking her lips. Her tongue and mouth were coated with the taste of Meredith's pussy. She could feel her juices on her chin and cheeks.

Meredith hovered between her legs, looking down at her pussy. She licked her lips, stuck her tongue out a bit, and lowered her head. Her wet tongue made contact with her wet lips, and Charlie groaned, raising her ass off the bed. Meredith's tongue touched her tender clit.

"Right there. Lick me right there."

It was the hot little center of her body right then, and desperately needed satisfaction. After being rubbed by Bruce's finger and the rough fabric of Meredith's jeans, it felt fantastically good to have a soft, wet tongue there. She put he hand on Meredith's head and bucked her hips up. She had been screwed and licked many times in her past, but never before could she recall needing to have an orgasm so badly.

When it finally hit, she didn't even realize she was having it until it was nearly over, and she opened her eyes and looked into Meredith's delighted face. Her head was still spinning and lights flashed behind her eyes like she had taken some strange drug, but her body tingled all over like it always did after she came. And there was an unusual ache she had not felt since the first time she got fucked, except that she could not remember it hurting so much back then.

Meredith's chin and lips were coated with shiny juices. Her cheeks were also flushed deep red.

"Wow," Meredith said, rolling on her back. She still had her pants down around her ankles. "That was unbelievable how you came. You must have liked it a whole lot."

"I did," Charlie said, and sat up on her elbows to look at Meredith through her parted knees.

"I never knew you could do that with your mouth. I thought you could only use your fingers."

"It feels better with your mouth."

"It feels a lot better. I'm not ever going to use my fingers again." She rolled on her side and Charlie noticed the pronounced, seductive curve of her hips, like that of a grown woman. "Do you want to spend the night?"

"Yeah. We can do it again tonight."

* * * *

Charlie raised her head from between Meredith's legs and looked into her face. She was recovering from a wild series of orgasms and had the look of someone who was having a bad dream. They had the tv on to cover any noises they might make in the quiet house, since it was past midnight, and the Tonight Show was almost over. They had only watched the first few minutes before Meredith's excitement grew too great and she practically begged Charlie to satisfy her.

Her eyes fluttered open and she looked dazed. "That was the best. Can it get better than that?"

"Yes, it can," Charlie said.

"Let me do you now."

"Just a minute. I'll be right back," Charlie said.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll be right back." Charlie put her finger to her lips to tell her to be quiet, and closed the door behind her.

Meredith sat back with a heavy sigh and looked at the tv. She hadn't realized how late it was. She had never seen the end of the Tonight Show. This was probably the latest she had ever stayed up.

The door opened and Charlie came back. In the dim light of the tv, her face was glowing.

"Sorry I took so long," she said, and climbed into the bed under the covers.

"Where did you go?"

"I went to get something to make me taste even better."

Meredith dove under the covers and crawled between her legs to find out what it was. She pulled up Charlie's night shirt, noticed that she smelled oddly different there, and quickly licked her pussy. She was full of some sort of thick, creamy stuff that dribbled onto her tongue and all over her pussy lips.

"Mmmm," Meredith said. It did make her pussy taste better. She licked and sucked the cream from her juicy cunt.

"Oh God," Charlie moaned. Her back arched off the bed and her hands grabbed the pillows.

Meredith crawled back up and plopped down on the pillow beside her.

"I liked it," she said, brushing Charlie's black hair from her face. She wiped her mouth with her fingers and licked the strange, new juice off them. "Go get some more of that stuff so I can lick it out again."

"Maybe you should get some of it yourself, if you liked it that much. Come on."

She led her out of the bed and they went down the hall to Tony's room.

"What are you doing?" Meredith whispered, trying to pull Charlie away from his door.

Charlie waved at her to keep quiet. "Come on," she said.

She knocked and they went in. Tony was sitting up in his bed without a shirt on, reading a magazine with naked women on the cover. Meredith was shocked, but Charlie seemed perfectly at ease, like she knew he was expecting them.

"Hi," she said to Tony as she climbed on his bed.

"Hi."

His bed was not very big, and he moved aside to give her room.

"Come on," Charlie said again.

Finally, Meredith climbed into her brother's bed, not entirely sure what she was getting herself into. Charlie whispered something in his ear and he looked right at Meredith, grinned.

"Ok?" Charlie said.

"Okay," he said.

He flipped the covers off himself, and Meredith was stunned to see her brother in his shorts. She was even more stunned when he whisked them off. She blushed. She had never seen a man naked, and especially never expected to see her brother naked. Even so, she stared at his penis, the first one she had ever seen. Charlie actually put her hand around it and moved it up and down.

"Oh my God," Meredith whispered, her eyes fixed on the sight.

"This is where I got that stuff," Charlie said.

"From there? How did you get it in your pussy?"

"I fucked her," Tony said.

Meredith's mouth fell. "You fucked my brother? What was it like?"

"It was great. I'm gonna fuck him again," Charlie said.

"Suck me off, first. I wanna see my dick in your mouth," Tony said.

Meredith couldn't believe what was happening.

"Watch what I do, then you do it," Charlie said.

She started by licking the head of his cock. Her tongue danced around the head. She tilted her head to the side and licked the shaft from the bottom to the top, then licked the head again, drooling all over it. Tony closed his eyes and moaned, and Charlie was also moaning, so they must have enjoyed it as much as they enjoyed licking each others pussies.

Meredith moved to the side for a better view. Charlie smiled, then stuck her tongue out again and touched the red, swollen head with the tip.

"Oh Jesus, suck it, please," Tony said. His eyes were squeezed shut and his head was tilted back.

Sliding her tongue down the side of the shaft, Charlie opened her mouth wide, took the head and half the rod in, closed her lips around it, and began to move her head up and down while she sucked in her cheeks.

Meredith gasped. She never would have believed this sort of thing was possible. She had a vague idea of what sex was like, but she had no idea that a man's penis could grow so long and hard like her brother's, and it was certainly beyond her imagination that a girl could put it in her mouth. Without thinking about it, she opened her mouth and imitated Charlie's actions. The more she watched her best friend suck on her brother's penis, the more she wanted to do it herself.

Charlie sucked her mouth off with a loud, slurping sound. "You wanna try it?" she said, holding Tony's cock straight up for her.

"Yes," Meredith said, and scooted over Tony's legs to take her place.

She was licking her lips as she took his cock in her hand. Tony was watching every move she made. She looked at him, then at Charlie, then at his cock. She was so nervous. She couldn't believe she was really doing this.

She took a deep breath, licked her lips in a nervous habit, stuck her tongue out and touched it to the tip of his cock. Tony moaned. He was watching her very closely, and his tongue was moving slowly back and forth over his lips like he was as full of anticipation as her.

She licked the head with quick swipes of her tongue. Her nervousness gradually passed, and was replaced with anxious desire that built inside her, driving her to lick it more and suck hard. She was brushing her tongue across the head like a paint brush when she suddenly lost all patience and clamped her lips around the shaft. He groaned.

She bobbed her head up and down hard. In a moment of overambitiousness, she let her head drop too far, plunging most of his shaft past her lips and the head to the back of her mouth and down the opening of her esophagus. She gagged horribly and quickly pulled her mouth off, coughing.

"Are you ok?" Charlie said, slapping her back.

"I almost swallowed it," Meredith said in a choked voice.

Tony chuckled.

"You should have swallowed it. I've been trying to get my girlfriend to do that for a month."

"I don't think so," Charlie said, putting her hand around his cock. "Try this, instead."

She put the head of his cock in her mouth, closed her lips lightly around it, and slowly moved her head up and down only a couple of inches.

Tony groaned again. His eyes rolled back and his head and tilted back against the headboard like his neck was too weak to hold it up. Meredith's eyebrows went up. Unless Charlie had shown her, she never would have known that a girl could make a boy feel that way just by putting his penis in her mouth.

She watched her friend closer, and noticed that she was moving her hand up and down around his thing at the same time she was moving her head up and down. Her tongue slid up and down along the side of his penis, and her saliva was drooling down all over it. Her cheeks were sucked in and her lips rolled like a sleeve with each stroke. His hips rose off the bed as she sucked with longer and deeper strokes.

Charlie made a loud, wet, sucking sound with her mouth and let his cock fall out with a pop. Tony dropped back to the bed as if he had been lifted off it simply by her mouth.

"Go ahead," she said, holding his cock in one hand and waving it playfully like a stick. Meredith hesitated, although she was dying to try it again. Somehow, it had felt good in her mouth.

"Come on. I like the way you do it," Tony said with a grin. "Wouldn't it be wild if Mom and Dad saw what we were doing?"

"Dad would ground us forever," Meredith said.

All three of them laughed, but the idea stuck in the back of Meredith's mind that her father would find out that she was doing this with Tony, like a fear that wouldn't go away.

She stroked his cock with her whole hand. Swallowing hard and taking a deep breath, she lowered her head and took it into her mouth. The hot skin of the swollen head glided over her wet tongue. She closed her lips loosely around it, sucked in her cheeks, and began to move her head up and down in short, quick strokes, just the way Charlie had shown her.

"Oh yeah. That's so good," Tony moaned.

Meredith was thrilled that she could do as good a job as her friend. She sucked harder. Her brother reacted immediately, squirming on the bed. Growing impatient again, Meredith changed to a different technique, sliding her mouth down over his cock as far as she could, then drawing it back out, all the while sucking in her cheeks and rubbing the shaft with her tongue.

"Oh Jesus," he choked.

She did it again, dropping her head until her nose touched the short, curly hairs on his mound. He groaned deeply again.

"I'm gonna cum."

Unaware of what he meant, she kept sucking with this new technique she had just invented. She was in the middle of moving her head back up when his cock throbbed and she felt some warm, thick liquid shooting into her mouth. It landed way back on her tongue and she instinctively swallowed it before it choked her, but she pulled his cock out of her mouth to find out what was going on, and it rudely squirted more of the liquid on her face.

She shouted in surprise and sat straight up. Charlie laughed and almost rolled off the bed. Meredith watched Tony's cock with astonishment. Thick, white drops of liquid shot straight up into the air from the tiny hole in the end and came down on his legs and balls and her hand.

"What is it?" she whispered. She could still feel some of it in her mouth and swallowed. It had an unusual taste she couldn't describe, but it was the same stuff she had licked from Charlie's pussy.

"It's my cum," Tony said.

"What's cum?"

"His sperm. When he fucks you, it's the stuff that gets you pregnant," Charlie said.

"Really?"

"Yeah," Tony said.

"Oh my God. I swallowed it. Am I gonna get pregnant?"

"No, don't be silly," Charlie said, and laughed.

Tony laughed with her, but they struggled to keep quiet so they wouldn't wake their parents. Meredith felt silly, and giggled at herself. She brought her hand up to cover her mouth and touched some of the cum on her chin. She wiped it off with her finger and held it up to look at it.

"It's kind of pretty," she said, admiring its shiny, pearly texture.

She looked for something to wipe it off with, and Charlie quickly grabbed her hand, raised it to her mout, and stuck her finger in, just as she had with Tony's cock. Meredith giggled when she sucked off the cum, making a loud smack when she pulled it out. Charlie giggled, too, showing her bright, white teeth. She leaned forward and licked up the rest of the cum from Meredith's chin and cheek.

She stopped licking. They looked at each other for a moment, tilted their heads opposite ways, and brought their lips together gently, just like they practiced with each other when they wanted to learn how to kiss boys.

"Shit. You chicks are into some pretty kinky stuff," Tony said.

The girls broke apart, looked at him together without saying anything, looked at each other again and kissed each other deeply.

Their wet lips and tongues made soft smacking sounds in the very quiet room. Without looking, Charlie let her hand glide up Tony's leg and searched for his rod. When it was good and hard cock, she broke away from Meredith and pulled her night shirt off over her head. She reached between her legs with her left hand and smeared his cum on her juicy cunt. While Tony watched, she climbed over him, straddling his legs. She reached down between her legs for his cock, raised it to her cunt and inserted the head. It split her hole open and she settled herself onto it. She arched her back, pushing her round tits out, and raised her ass a few inches to get that sensation of settling her weight all the way onto it once again. Her legs were spread wide around him and her knees were pinched in on his waist.




Who Is This Girl? Ch. 03



Meredith sat back along the side of the bed near the foot to watch. She had heard stories from other girls about having sex, but she didn't think she would get to see someone do it for real, especially not her best friend with her own brother. Down under Charlie's butt, she could actually see his penis going in and out of her pussy like it had gone in and out of her mouth. This was so cool.

Like a pair of snakes, his hands came up and cupped Charlie's tits. He was pumping his hips up and down, forcing his penis deep into her, and she matched his motions with her hips, riding him as if he was a bucking bull and she was a petite girl who found herself on the back of the beast.

"Meredith. Come here," Charlie whispered with her eyes closed.

She shuffled up the bed on her hands and knees.

"Kiss me," she said, looking at her with deep desire in her eyes.

Meredith kissed her. Their mouths were open and their tongues danced around each other in the air between them. Charlie was moving up and down at a slow, steady rate, which made it difficult to keep their mouths together. Charlie lifted the bottom of her flannel night shirt over her head. Tony's eyebrows went up.

"You chicks are kinky," he said.

Charlie lifted Meredith's small hand, placed it on her bare tit, and then put her own hands over Meredith's lovely breasts.

"I'm gonna cum," he groaned.

His hips pumped faster, bucking harder. Charlie winced and squealed. His cock was jamming into her cunt. His hips surged up and almost threw her off. She put her hands on his chest to keep her balance, then rolled off to the side of the bed. Meredith moved between her legs to taste the cream of Tony's orgasm directly from her pussy, as she had just a short while earlier in her own bed. Charlie's eyes rolled back in her head. Her body was still charged with her own orgasm. Her hips bucked up to bring her clit closer to Meredith's tongue, and she was cumming again. Her body writhed side to side and she was moaning like crazy.

Meredith's gorgeous, round ass was stuck way up in the air. Tony got up on his knees, his hard cock bobbing up and down, put his hands around his sister's hips and pulled her toward him. She lifted her head.

"What are you doing?" she said as he pulled her away from Charlie, who raised her head to see what was going on.

He rolled Meredith over and spread her knees.

"What are you going to do?" Meredith said, then her eyes grew big and wide when she realized what he intended to do. He scooted between her legs and his erection moved closer to that dark, warm, secret area at her crotch.

"Oh my God. Wait ... I don't think ..." she cried, suddenly trembling.

He pinned her hips under him, spread her pussy lips and placed the head of his cock at her tender pink opening. Her mouth was wide open. She was breathing hard and shaking like a small house in a big earthquake.

"Tony, be gentle," Charlie said.

He paused and nodded. Holding the head of his cock in position at the entrance to his sister's cunt, he leaned over her, grinning. Meredith was staring up at him, nervously searching his face with her eyes. He pushed his pelvis forward and she clenched her teeth together to hold back her scream. Charlie's fingers had felt really good inside her, but they had not prepared her for anything as big as Tony's penis.

"God, you're tight, virgin," he said.

Her face twisted. More of his cock slid into her with agonizing slowness. It met the resistance of her hymen, but with a brief shove of his hips the end of his cock punched through. She squealed out loud and Charlie clamped her hand over her mouth before she woke her parents.

"Please. Don't hurt me," she whimpered.

"It's gonna hurt some. You'll feel better in a minute, a whole lot better," Tony said.

"Okay," Meredith said with a soft smile.

She relaxed and his penis slipped easily into her hole. She groaned and squeezed her eyes shut and held his sides while he slowly moved his pelvis up and down.

Gradually, the sharp, stinging pain began to pass, and through it emerged the most intense sensations she had ever known. The top side of his shaft was rubbing her clit. The rest of the world faded from her perception. There was only her and her brother in a tight, intimate embrace. Their warm, naked skin was tied together. She put her arms around him and hooked her legs around his so she could cling to him like an infant to its mother and move with every move he made.

Tony was going faster than before, much faster. He was also doing it harder, and it felt good. She was panting and squealing, but she had hardly noticed that. The only thing that did hold her attention was Tony's penis, and he was going to make her cum.

Suddenly, he stopped. Meredith opened her eyes and looked up at him. His teeth were clenched, the muscles in his neck were strained, and he was tense all over. He jerked, his cock throbbed inside her, and he grunted obscenely. She could feel his cock throbbing rhythmically, then felt something warm and wet filling her cunt. When she realized he was cumming inside her, she came.

Charlie clamped her hand over her mouth again to hold back her loud moans, and put her own hand over her own mouth to hold back her laughter. Tony was too absorbed with his own orgasm to care how much noise Meredith made. He probably didn't care if his parents caught him screwing his sister. He might even brag about it to his friends.

When Meredith opened her eyes again, Charlie removed her hand. Tony groaned and rolled off, sliding his cock out of his sister's cunt.

"Man, I am beat," he said.

"Come on," Meredith said, pulling Charlie by her hand. They went back across the hall and climbed into her bed to lick the warm sperm from each other's pussies until they fell asleep in each other's arms.



Who Is This Girl? Ch. 04



The radio clicked on. His eyes slowly peeled open. Charlie was cuddled at his side, under his arm.

"Wake up. You have to go to school. It's an important day," he said, nudging her gently.

"I don't want to go," she mumbled.

Her leg moved up his thigh. He nudged her again.

"Wake up, little one. You got a busy day today."

"I'm not little, anymore," she mumbled. Her warm hand moved down over his belly and squeezed his tool. It was long and hard and pushed against the blanket. She kissed his chest.

"You still got to get up. You don't want to be late for that bus."

She crawled on top of him, straddling his body. Without a word she reached between her legs, grabbed his erection and slipped it inside her. She was deliciously warm and tight. She lifted her head off his shoulder and kissed him. Her puffy eyes had not yet opened. Her straight, black hair outlined her features. It was hard to believe those beautiful lips had been clamped so tightly around his dick.

She straightened up over him, her eyes still closed. The blanket hung over her shoulders like a white cape, then fell away, revealing her naked body. The tips of her breasts were illuminated by the first light of the sun and her pink nipples were erect points. Her breasts were bigger. They had grown full and round, and seemed to grow more every day, and were overflowing her bra. Her hips had grown a noticeable curve, where his hands rested.

Her lips parted and she sighed. Her head tilted to the side and her hips moved in a slow, gyrating motion, like she was fucking him in her sleep.

He put his hands on her thighs, which had become firm and not so bony. He moved his hips slowly up and down with her. She moaned. He moved his hands up to her tits. The corners of her lips curled up and her eyes peeled open.

"Who needs school? I got you," she said in a husky, sexy voice. Her lips barely moved.

"Yes, you do."

She grinned and rolled her eyes. What was he supposed to say? How could he reprimand her for her attitude when she was riding on top of him? Besides, she didn't really mean it.

"What are you gonna do when you get to Chicago?" he said.

"I don't know. The museum will be boring."

"You'll like the amusement park."

Her eyes widened and a smile lit up her face. "I know. I can't wait to ride on that new rollercoaster." She started moving her ass up and down faster.

"Oh yes," Joe groaned.

"Are you gonna cum inside me?" she said.

"Yes."

"Good. I'll think of you all day when I feel it leaking out."

The image of his cum leaking out over her soft pussy lips was enough to make him lose control. He shot his fresh, early morning cum into her pussy.

"Oh yes," she cried.

Her pussy clenched his cock tight, as if milking the cum out of him. With a deep sigh she collapsed on him, resting her cheek on his chest and slowly stroking her hips up and down. With his hand, he brushed her long, silky black hair down her back.

"You better get ready. You don't want to miss that bus."

* * * *

The chartered bus had comfortable, tall-back seats. Although it was early in the morning, the kids were already wild and rambunctious. Charlie had worn her tight, faded jeans and a small t-shirt. She was sitting next to Dorothy, a stunning blonde girl that every boy in school wanted. She had a tendency to be cold and rejected them before they could even ask her out. She was wearing a short skirt and a light blouse. Her knees were crossed, showing her white thigh, and her hands fidgeted.

"Relax," Charlie said.

"I need a smoke."

"You just had one before we got on."

"That was like an hour ago."

"It's only been ten minutes."

"Whatever," Dorothy said in disgust.

"Maybe you should quit."

"Shut up." Dorothy stuck her finger in her mouth and chewed her nails.

Charlie looked around. They were on the last seat on the bus, all the way at the back by the cramped lavatory. When the trip started, this was the popular place to be. Since then, however, most of the kids had moved to the front. Someone had a portable video tape player, but she wasn't interested in that.

She was interested in Jeff, the guy she had beat to the back of the bus. He, however, was interested in the video tape, and went with his friend to watch it.

She looked at Dorothy's bare leg. She was staring out the window and seemed to have crammed herself into the farthest corner of the bus to get away from anyone. Charlie was beginning to feel it was her job to rescue her friend from this pit of loneliness she had thrown herself into.

She leaned out and looked up the aisle. Everyone was grouped around the seats at the middle of the bus. She looked at Dorothy's thigh again. She looked so disconsolate. She put her hand on her knee. She snapped around and looked at her hand.

"What are you doing?"

Charlie rubbed her knee. "I wanna help you relax."

"Why are you touching my leg?"

"Because you'll like it," Charlie said, as she uncrossed Dorothy's legs.

"Are you crazy?"

"No. I'm horny."

Her hand slid up the inside of Dorothy's thigh, under the hem of her skirt. She gasped, clenching the arms of her chair.

"What do you think you're doing?" she said.

Charlie's fingers touched her panties. Her eyes grew wide. She pulled back the edge of the panties, slipped under the fabric, and rubbed her warm, soft lips.

"Someone's gonna see you."

"Let them watch."

The last seat had a little extra room between it and the seat in front. Charlie slipped down to the floor between her friend's legs. The hem of her skirt was stretched across her thighs.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to eat you," Charlie said.

"Oh God."

She slid her hands up Dorothy's thighs and pushed her skirt up to her hips, exposing her dainty pink panties. Her eyes were glazed over, giving her a dizzy expression, like she was high on some potent drug. She slid her hands under her skirt, hooked her fingers over the elastic waistband of her panties and pulled them down. She left them hanging around her left ankle.

Dorothy was staring down at her, breathing heavily. Her chest pushed against the snug restraint of her summery blouse. The buttons that secured the front looked as if they might pop off if she breathed any harder.

Holding her friend by her hips, Charlie scooted her to the edge of the seat. Her thighs were spread wide. She leaned forward and licked Dorothy's pink slit. She gasped. Her tongue poked between her sensitive lips and made her flinch. She pushed her tongue deep into her hole and her friend took a deep sigh.

Charlie found her clitoris with the tip of her tongue. Dorothy responded with muffled squeals. She licked her harder. Her body shuddered. She licked the length of her slit and poked her tongue in deep again. Dorothy squeezed her head in her thighs and put her hands on Charlie's head and pulled her tight against her crotch.

Charlie slipped a finger into Dorothy's hole and wiggled it around, just to find out if she was a virgin. She wasn't. For some reason, she was surprised by that. Her friend never seemed like she knew anything about sex.

Dorothy's ass rose and fell off the seat, rubbing her pussy against Charlie's face. She did a good job to keep her moans down. They would both be terribly embarrassed if she started screaming out loud.

She didn't, however. She spasmed erratically, she clenched her thighs and she muffled her moans, but she didn't scream. Charlie drank up the flow of her juices as they rolled over her tongue. Finally, Dorothy's thighs released her head. She pulled back, licking her lips. Dorothy gasped and desperately tried to push her skirt down.

"Charlie, you better get up," she said in a frightened, nervous voice.

Charlie looked up. Jeff was leaning against the backs of the seats in front, looking down at her with a fat grin on his face. She stood up, blushing, trying to hide her embarrassment. Dorothy's face had turned so red it looked like someone had painted it.

"What's going on here?" he said, still grinning.

Tom was standing behind him, his mouth open in shock. Charlie wiped her mouth. Her cheeks were covered with Dorothy's juices.

"Just passing time," she said.

She plopped into her seat as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Dorothy struggled to pull her panties up, but it was impossible without letting the guys see her legs or her ass, so she just did it quickly and sat down again, staring out the window.

"We're almost at the station," Jeff said. He sat down in his seat, across the aisle from Charlie. "You're one freaky chick, you know that?"

She grinned. "I know it."

The bus lurched to a stop outside the train station. Other buses were already there. He turned back to her again, holding up his backpack.

"I got some good stuff in here," he said, patting the pack like a newborn baby. "I'll share it with you when we get on the train."

"Ok," Charlie said, although she wanted to share what he had in his pants, not his backpack.

The teachers and chaperons gave them seating assignments on the train, claiming it was the only way they could keep track of all the kids from the different bus loads.

Charlie and Dorothy were seated at the opposite end of the train car from Jeff and Tom. Fortunately, they were allowed to get up and move around once the train was away from the station. She dragged Dorothy to the center of the train car, where they found Tom and Jeff on a pair of bench seats that faced each other.

It was Tom who had the idea for each of them to get a pop from the dining car, which came in a plastic cup, so they wouldn't have to drink from the bottle. Jeff had a bottle of vodka, which went perfectly well with 7-Up. No one would suspect they were drinking alcohol unless they tasted the drink, and it would be very difficult to detect on their breaths.

Dorothy needed no more encouraging after she learned about the bottle. She still couldn't light up a cigarette, but she was eager to get drunk. The guys flirted with them, but neither mentioned what they had seen on the bus. Most guys would torture a girl unmercilessly if they had a chance to exploit a compromising position such as the one in which he had caught them.

Jeff had both of the girls giggling uncontrollably after only a few sips of vodka. He made crude references about teachers she always thought were perfect. He even made Tom laugh out loud. Charlie was hotter for him than ever.

Her juices had never stopped leaking from her pussy. The more Jeff turned her on, the more she soaked her panties. She had an urgent tingling between her legs and she squirmed in her seat to try to satisfy herself. If she didn't do something soon it would soak through the crotch of her jeans. The last thing she needed was more embarrassment. She handed the bottle to Dorothy.

"I gotta take a piss," she said.

She was a little unsteady when she stood up, and balanced herself against the shifting floor. At the back of the train car was the bathroom door, but the alcohol had made her dizzy, and the rocking of the train didn't help. Dorothy was laughing at her, and she couldn't help giggling herself. Her face was very warm.

She stumbled down the aisle to the washroom, using the seat backs as crutches. The small handle didn't want to cooperate, frustrating her every time she tried to open it. She looked back to her friends. They were watching her, and laughing. She started to laugh as well.

Finally, the door swung open and she almost fell in, laughing so hard she couldn't breathe. She clicked the lock shut and looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were glowing bright red. The tingling between her legs was more intense than ever. She rubbed her thighs together, but that only made it worse. She unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down to her knees. The strong smell of her pussy flooded the tiny compartment.

"My God," she whispered.

She kicked off her shoes and stepped out of her jeans. Her soaked panties stuck to her crotch. She peeled them off. There was no way he could put the panties back on, so she stuffed them in her purse, hoping nobody would notice the smell. She sat on the toilet seat and propped her feet up like she was in the stirrups of a gynecologist's examination table.

She touched her sticky pussy lips, ran her fingertip along the delicate opening and pushed it in. Her surging blood roared in her ears. She pulled her finger out and licked it clean, then stuck it back in. She wished she had something bigger to put inside her. What she needed was sitting with Dorothy and Tom.

With one hand she held her pussy lips spread. With her other hand she worked two fingers in and out of her cunt and over her clit. She started slowly and rubbed faster and deeper, but it wasn't working. The tingling inside her increased, but she couldn't make her pussy purr.

She shifted on the seat for a more comfortable position, but that didn't work, either. She tried different fingers, different hands and different strokes. Nothing satisfied her. It only made her sweaty and out of breath.

In disgust she pulled her jeans back up, put her shoes back on, washed her hands and straightened her hair. Still, the tingle wouldn't go away. She fidgeted, squeezing her thighs together. Her knees were weak and she steadied herself on the edge of the sink.

She sighed, grabbed her purse with the wet panties inside, and opened the door. Jeff was standing on the other side and startled her. She stepped back.

"Hi," she said.

"Hi."

He stepped into the restroom. The train rattled and clacked at a quick, even clip, rocking gently from side to side. She backed against the wall, facing him. He closed the door and secured the latch.

"I was wondering what was taking you so long," he said.

"Nothing," she said, but heard the guilty tone of her voice.

She stared up into his dark blue eyes. They drifted down the front of her body to her chest, her waist and her hips, following all her curves like he was trying to imagine how she looked naked.

He put one hand on the wall over her head, as if to box her in. His closeness made her feel all quivery inside. She tried to imagine how his hands would feel on her tits, how it would feel so good when he squeezed them and touched her nipples. She imagined spreading her legs and feeling his thighs touch the insides of hers. Her legs spread slightly.

"Nothing? It must be something. I can smell it," he said.

She laughed, but it sounded nervous. "What does it smell like?"

His eyes turned up to the ceiling, then looked back down into hers.

"Pussy. It smells like pussy. Was it your pussy?" he said. She could only nod. Her mouth hung open. "I thought so."

He tilted his head, leaned down to her and kissed her lips. Charlie held her breath. Her hands were pressed flat against the wall. Her tender, swollen tits pressed into his chest, begging to be released from the tight bra and held in his warm hands. Her mouth was open to let his tongue in and her eyes were closed tight. She could smell his male aroma, and it smelled good. She inhaled deeply.

His hand brushed the inside of her thigh and touched her warm mound. She moaned and her legs spread wider. If he wanted to rub her pussy, she would let him. If he wanted to put his hands up her shirt, she would let him. If he wanted to fuck her, she would let him.

He plunged his tongue deep into her mouth. Her tongue snaked around it. He moaned. She moaned back. He smelled rich with a male smell that made her nose tingle and her insides quiver. His thigh pushed between her legs and pressed against her warm mound. She shivered with fear and desire, staring up at him with timid eyes that flickered and searched his face, begging him to take her. She wished she could be a virgin for him.

His hand came up and touched her breast.

"Oh yes," she said with a sigh. It was a warm, gentle touch. Her nipples were hard points visible through her white shirt. Jeff rubbed his thumb over the sensitive tip.

"No bra?" he said.

Charlie shook her head. "No panties, either."

He looked confused for a moment, then grinned. His hand left her breast and moved down between their bodies, and she heard a zipper. She gazed up into his eyes, although she was dying to see what he was doing. Finally, she looked down and sucked in her breath when she saw his penis sticking out of his pants, pointed at her. She gripped the walls with her fingernails. It was a long, thick shaft with a gentle curve. She spread her thighs wider.

She closed her hand around it, and he sucked in a sharp breath. It was hot and hard, just what she needed a few minutes ago when all she had to put in her pussy were her fingers. She was suddenly impatient for it, imagining the feel of it sliding into her cunt. His hands unsnapped her jeans. Her breath was warm and heavy. He opened the front of her jeans and pushed them down over her hips.

"If you don't want me to do this, tell me now," he said.

"Please. Do it to me," she whispered in his ear with a deep, hot breath. Her dry lips smacked when she spoke.

His hands moved down to her ass. She moaned in his ear and flexed her legs. He bent his knees and forced his big dick between her legs. She sighed, but he stifled it with his mouth, forcing his tongue past her lips. He was stroking his shaft back and forth along her groove, coating it with her juices. She was deliciously wet and it made her mouth water. She wanted his thick cock inside her pussy, not just teasing her.

He put his hand up under her shirt and around her soft breast when a loud knock on the door startled both of them.

"Charlie? Are you in there?" came the voice of Mrs. Vanderpoole from the other side of the door.

She looked into Jeff's eyes. He looked just as frightened as her. They were frozen in position with their pants open and his hard penis wedged between her thighs. She was shaking and fear, and didn't want to stop. They were so close.

"Yes, Ma'am," Charlie said, and winced.

"You've been in there quite a while. Please return to your seat as soon as possible. We'd like to get another head count."

"Yes, Ma'am," Charlie said. They remained still for a few moments, then she began to giggle.

"Oh my God. I thought I was gonna die," Jeff said.

"Me too," Charlie said and giggled. She looked down. He was still hard. It was a shame to have to waste such a beautiful erection. "We better go."

"I know. I just don't want to. It feels so good."

"We can finish later."

He nodded, but she was just as disappointed as him. He pulled his hips back, drawing his shaft over her slit one last time. Her knees went weak and she nearly dropped to the floor, but he held her up.

They pulled their jeans back up. His penis was dripping with her juices. He bent it to get it to go in, and it looked very uncomfortable. She wished she could make it easier for him, just hold it and put it in her mouth to lick off all the juices and put it in her cunt to make him cum so it would go soft. The thought of having to wait was agonizing.

Charlie made it back to her seat beside Dorothy while Mrs. Vanderpoole and the other chaperons were counting kids in the train car. She worried about Jeff would get caught coming out of the same lavatory. She looked over her seat to the back of the car. From seat, Jeff leaned out into the aisle and grinned at her.

Mrs. Vanderpoole was at the front of the car, explaining how they had to make a stop in some city, but Charlie didn't care. She looked at Dorothy, who was wearing a stupid smile and a dazed look. Her eyes were glazed over, like she was drunk. Charlie shook her head. While she was in the tiny lavatory trying to get Jeff's dick inside her, Dorothy must have been drinking the rest of the vodka with Tom. She hoped she wasn't going to get sick. There was nothing like a friend with a hangover to ruin a good weekend.




Who Is This Girl? Ch. 04



She looked back at Jeff.

"Charlie. Pay attention, please. We are responsible for your safety, and we can't afford to lose one of you due to neglect," Mrs. Vanderpoole said.

"Yes Ma'am," Charlie said.

Dorothy was asleep with her head against the window. Charlie shook her head. Some girls had all the luck.

The train started to move again and the two cars full of teenaged kids shouted simultaneously. Unfortunately, the noise woke Dorothy. She was acting like a drunk. Charlie tried to keep her quiet. She had to get her out of sight before one of the chaperons saw her in that condition and got them all in trouble. As soon as she could, she went down the aisle to Jeff and Tom.

"Are you ready?" Jeff said.

"Of course I'm ready. What a silly question. It's not about that. We gotta do something about Dorothy," Charlie said.

"What's wrong?"

"She's drunk."

Tom laughed. "I know. She drank all the vodka."

Jeff and Charlie glared at him.

"Good going, Einstein," he said.

Tom suddenly looked guilty. "Sorry."

"Then you get to take care of her," Charlie said.

"What do I have to do?"

She thought for a moment. "Help me get her to the bathroom."

Dorothy was tipsy and giggly, but not nearly as drunk as she was at Marshall. She was giggling, but Charlie and Tom managed to get her into the lavatory without being seen by Mrs. Vanderpoole or one of the chaperons. They plopped her down on the toilet and she shrieked with laughter. Tom turned to leave and Charlie grabbed him by the arm.

"Stay with her," she said.

"Why?"

"Because if she gets out and Mrs. Vanderpoole finds out she's been drinking, we're all dirt."

"I have to pee real bad," Dorothy said with a slurred voice.

She stood up, reached under her skirt, pulled her panties down to her ankles, and sat back down on the toilet. A moment later, they all heard the tinkle of her pee in the stainless steel toilet.

"What do you want me to do?" Tom said.

Charlie shrugged. "I don't know. Put your dick in her mouth." She stepped out and closed the door.

Tom slowly turned back to Dorothy. He was shaking. She was smiling at him. Her mussed up blonde hair hung down over her eyes. The top buttons of her blouse were open, exposing her cleavage. Her skirt was pulled up around her hips. Her knees were spread, baring her pale bush, and her ankles were bound by her pink panties.

"Do you wanna put your dick in my mouth?" she said in her girlish voice.

Tom swallowed hard.

Charlie sat down in the seat beside Jeff with a big sigh.

"Where's Tom?" he said.

"I told him to keep an eye on Dorothy."

"In the bathroom?"

"Yeah," she said.

"Are you sure that's ok?"

"Sure. She's wasted. She's probably sleeping it off."

"So where are we gonna do it?"

She hesitated. She hadn't thought of that.

"Damn," she said, and crossed her arms.



Who Is This Girl? Ch. 05



Dorothy reached for his belt buckle. Tom watched her fingers open it, unbutton his jeans, and pull the zipper down. He was so astounded he couldn't breathe. No girl had ever done anything like this to him in his life. Hell, he had practically never even kissed a girl.

Dorothy untucked his shirt, smiling up at him through her bangs. She had full, wide lips and bright, white teeth. Her blue eyes sparkled with mischief. Her fingers, with the long, red nails, yanked down his Fruit-of-the-Looms. She gasped and giggled when his erect penis popped out in her face. Her cheeks flushed red.

"You have a nice one," she said.

He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what she was going to do, either. She had asked if he wanted to put his dick in her mouth, but he didn't know what that meant. The idea had never occurred to him before. She put her hand around his pole. She was biting her lower lip. He wasn't sure if he should let her go any further, but her hand sure felt good around his dick.

Before he could decide what to do, she stuck her tongue out and licked the tip. He gasped. It felt so wet and so strange, and so good. She stuck her tongue out again. The pointed tip flicked over the end of his dick like a snake's tongue. Her right hand was circled around the base of his shaft. Her other hand cupped his balls, squeezing gently.

He was terribly frightened. What if he moved and she would tore them off? She was rolling them in her fingers like marbles. He groaned. Didn't she know how delicate they were, for God's sake?

He was just about to say something when she opened her jaw wide and inserted the head of his penis. His words caught in his throat when her lips closed around it and the head glided deep into her mouth over her warm, wet tongue.

She sucked in her cheeks and moved her head back and forth. Her lips made wet smacking sounds. He put one hand on the edge of the sink and one on the opposite wall to hold himself up. All the air he had been holding in came out in one long, deep moan. If he had known girls could do things that felt this good, he would have given Clara Brooks more than just a kiss last year when she came over with her parents for that Memorial Day barbecue. He would have taken her up to his room and put his dick in her mouth.

Dorothy swirled her tongue around the head and slid it deep into her mouth again. She bobbed her head on the shaft, pulled back and licked the head.

"You can cum in my mouth, if you want," she said, looking up at him.

"What?"

"I said you can cum in my mouth." She watched his face and smiled. "You're so cute." She put his cock back in her mouth and sucked hard.

"Oh my God," he said and groaned.

She was moving her head rapidly back and forth. Something was happening inside him. His mouth fell open and he sucked in his breath. It felt like something was going to burst inside him. He cried out, and was ejaculating in her mouth. With each spurt he grunted. She sucked up every drop. When he finished, she let his penis fall from between her lips and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"What happened?" he said.

"I made you cum," she said.

When she smiled she had pearly, white cum on her perfect teeth. She swallowed and licked them clean. Tom stepped back. His penis bobbed in front of him. She stood up and lifted her right leg out of her panties, leaving the small, damp bit of pink fabric around her left ankle. Her skirt slipped down over her hips, concealing her private parts.

He looked into her eyes, suddenly feeling very bold. He moved on her, put his hands on her shoulders, and kissed her. She squealed. His tongue snaked into her mouth and his hands closed on her large, soft tits. Her lips parted to allow his tongue to explore the inside of her mouth. She started to pull his t-shirt up.

"Let go," she said, pulling his hands away.

Reluctantly, he removed his hands from her boobs and she pulled his shirt off. She giggled at his messed up hair and ran her fingers through it to comb it out.

"I think I like you, Tommy," she said, biting her lower lip.

He grinned. "I think I like you, too, Dorothy."

She untucked her blouse from her skirt and began to unbutton it, one button at a time. His wide eyes followed her fingers down to the last button. She opened her blouse and his eyes grew wider. She was breathing hard and her boobs were swollen inside the tight restraint. Tom was breathing as hard as her, and he trembled all over.

With a shrug the delicate blouse fell from her shoulders. She hung it on the door handle. She reached around behind her back, unclasped her bra, and lifted it away from her breasts.

"Wow," he whispered.

She giggled and arched her back as if to offer them to him.

"Ok. You can touch them again," she said.

His trembling hands came up and touched them gently, like they were fine china globes that would break if he handled them too roughly. He squeezed. They were soft and fleshy and resilient, and they didn't break.

Dorothy closed her hand around his erection. He leaned forward and licked her nipples. She moaned. Her skin broke out in goose bumps. He switched to the other nipple, which was a hard, erect point, while the first was soft and supple from the work of his tongue. The cool air evaporated the saliva on her skin and turned the first nipple to an erect point again.

She slowly pulled down the zipper of her skirt. It made a soft swish as it slipped off her hips to the floor. Tom stood back and looked at her.

"Wow. I never saw a girl naked before," he said.

"You're kidding."

He shook his head. She took his hands and placed them on her waist just above the curve of her hips.

"I want you to take me, Tom. Help me up on the counter."

He lifted her and set her bare ass on the edge of the narrow sink counter. She spread her legs, pulled Tom between them, and wrapped them around him. She put her hand around his cock and aimed it at her slit.

"You've really never done this before?" she said, running her hands up his sides. He shook his head and his eyes turned down. "I'm glad. I'm glad to be your first."

She touched the head of his cock to her wet, pink opening. Instinctively, he pushed his hips forward and sunk his cock into her warm, wet hole. They moaned at the same time. She dug her heels into his ass to pull him deep inside her and leaned back against the small mirror. His hips worked slowly back and forth.

"Oh yes ... oh yes," Dorothy moaned.

His gentle pumping matched the steady rocking of the train. She ran her hands down his back to his ass. He grunted, forcing his penis into her hard, and she groaned.

"Do it faster, Tom," she said in a whisper. He pumped his hips harder. "Yes. Just like that." She turned his head and kissed him passionately.

Her pelvis jerked up and down. He felt it again, that strange, intense sensation that built up inside him. It felt incredibly good. He still wasn't sure what it was, but he knew he wasn't going to stop it.

"Please. Cum inside me, Tommy. Cum inside me," Dorothy said, and gasped.

He was grunting and pounding hard. Even though he wasn't sure what she meant, he could feel it coming, getting bigger and bigger, until it suddenly exploded. She screamed. To him it felt like he was draining the fluids from his body, one pulse at a time. His hips stopped moving. He was out of breath and sweating. Dorothy looked the same.

"Thank you, Tommy. You made me cum," she said.

"I did? How'd I do that?"

"I don't know," she said and laughed.

"What do we do now?"

She wiped her forehead. "I think we'd better get back to our seats. If we get caught, Mrs. Vanderpoole will tell our parents what we've done. My Mom would kill me." She let her legs fall limp to his sides.

Tom pulled his penis from her vagina. A stream of white cum followed. He stared at the stuff draining from her pussy.

"Is that my sperm?"

"Yeah," she said, holding her knees spread wide. The creamy white liquid ran down the crack of her ass.

"Are you gonna get pregnant?"

"I don't think so. I hope not. Would you hand me my panties?"

Tom pulled his shirt on and combed his hair back with his fingers. He stooped to pick up the panties on the floor and held them out to her like a piece of rotten meat, embarrassed to be hold a piece of girl's underwear.

"Thank you," she said, taking them from his fingers.

She put her feet through the holes, pulled them up to her knees, hopped off the counter, and pulled them up snug to her crotch, wiggling her hips like a stripper. His cum soaked through the crotch.

He stood back against the door, watching her dress. He had never seen a girl undress before this day, and now he was watching one get dressed. He especially noticed the way her tits jiggled when she jumped off the counter. She slipped her arms into the bra, fit the cups over her big breasts, and reached around to her back to reclasp it. He was sorry to see them get covered up again.

"Could you hand me my blouse?"

It was hanging on the hook by his hand, where he was leaning. He handed it to her, and she slipped it on.

"Would you like to do this again?"

"Sure. When?" he said, counting her buttons as she fastened each one.

"Tonight? When the chaperons are asleep?" She bent down and pulled up her skirt.

"Ok. Midnight?"

"Perfect."

* * * *

Charlie had her leg over Jeff's. She wasn't going to let him get away, no matter what. She had been sitting with him and Steve for hours, growing more and more frustrated by the minute. Jeff wanted it just as badly as her. She could feel his erection against her leg. Every time she moved he grabbed her leg to stop her. She realized she could make him cum in his pants, and she certainly didn't want to waste it that way, but she still thought it was funny.

Tom came up the aisle, stopped by their seats and smiled.

"Hi," he said.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Charlie said.

"I came to sit down."

"Where's Dorothy?"

He looked over his shoulder. "Right here."

She sat down in the seat beside Steve, facing Charlie.

"Hi," she said. Her face glowed.

"Did you guys do it?" Charlie said.

"Yes," Dorothy said, and grinned even wider.

"Is there anyone in the bathroom?"

"No."

Charlie grabbed Jeff's hand and yanked him out of his seat. "Let's go."

They stood up but had to wait for Mrs. Vanderpoole to look the other way. She was looking right at them while she talked with someone else. Charlie rolled her eyes.

"Goddamn. She knows what we're going to do," she muttered with her teeth clenched together.

"She has no idea," Jeff said under his breath.

"I don't even care. Let's just do it. Let her find out. What's she gonna do about it?"

"She's not looking," Jeff said. He put his hand on the small of her back and practically shoved her into the lavatory. She shrieked and was laughing when he shut the door.

He turned to her, laughing himself, and held out his arms. She stepped toward him. His hands closed around her narrow waist. She turned her head up and tilted it to the left, waiting with her eyes closed. His warm lips touched hers. His hands moved around the curve of her hips, down to her ass, and squeezed, pulling her tight to his body. The lump of his erection pressed against her warm mound.

She ran her hands down his back and slipped into the waistband of his jeans, touching the bare skin of his ass.

"Get these off," she said. She reached down between their bodies to open his jeans. "Make love to me, baby. Don't make me wait any more. I've waited too long already."

Her hands unfastened the button and zipper of his pants. She let them fall to his ankles and stepped back to open her own jeans. She put her hand around his cock and stroked lightly. She put her other arm around his neck and kissed him. He pulled her tight t-shirt out of her jeans and lifted the bottom edge over her bare tits and touched her nipples.

She arched her back. Her lips drifted from his lips to his neck, to the small, bare area of his chest, where the top buttons of his shirt were undone. There were only four buttons. She pulled them apart, licking each part of his chest as it became exposed.

She longed to have his stiffness in her mouth. She loved the hardness and the warmth of a man's meat. She stared at Jeff's cock, only inches from the tip of her nose. She wanted to feel the hard shaft sliding between her lips and over her tongue. She sucked his cock between her lips, and he sighed.

"No girl ever did that to me. Maureen Donovan almost did it one time after I got her off, but she chickened out," he said.

"Did she fuck you instead?" she said, brushing the head of his cock on her cheek.

"No. We never did anything after that. We just broke up. Now she's screwing Alan Cates."

Charlie sucked in her cheeks and moved her mouth up and down on his shaft.

"I never knew it would feel this good. Oh fuck. I'm gonna cum," he muttered in a strained voice.

She worked her mouth up and down on his pole. The first burst of semen struck the roof of her mouth and she whipped it from her lips and angled it down to her chest like a shower head. He groaned. Thick, white drops of cum splattered on her plump tits. She pumped him in her fist, spreading the fluid over her bare skin.

She looked up at him. The corners of her mouth were turned up in a playful grin. Her hair was spilled down all around her face. She brushed it away, and a few strands caught in the corner of her mouth.

"You are one freaky chick. I never knew a girl who does things like you," he said.

"And you'll never know another."

She rose to her feet, unfastened her snug jeans and worked them down, shaking her hips side to side. She kicked off her shoes and left her jeans in a pile on the floor. She put her hands on the edge of the sink and leaned over it, sticking her ass out.

"You ever do it like this?" she said, looking at him over her shoulder.

"No."

She reached down between her legs. Her fingers spread her pussy lips.

"Stick it in me just like this."

He quickly pushed his pants down.

"Don't move," he said.

"I'm not going any where."

He positioned himself behind her, with his hard cock pointing to her ass. He put his hands around her hips, lifted her up to the tips of her toes, pointed his cock up into her hole, and gently lowered her to the ground. The head of his cock parted her cunt. The fat head slid deep inside her, and she groaned. He pulled it halfway out and forced it back in. She groaned again.

He raised her to his cock head a once more. The head pushed against the insides of her pussy and her sweet juices dripped down the length of his shaft. It jammed into her pussy, and moaned. He pulled back and rammed her again.

He dropped her to the floor and pulled his cock out. Charlie looked over her shoulder.

"What are you doing?" she said.

"Hold on one minute. I wanna get another guy. I want a cock in your mouth."

He opened the door a crack and peeked out. Tom was standing right outside, like a sentry.

"Tom. Get Steve," he said.

Charlie didn't hear what Tom said on the other side of the door. Her mouth was watering and she swallowed. She didn't really care what Tom said, she just wanted Jeff's cock inside her.

"Get Steve. Bring him here," Jeff said and closed the door.

He moved back into position behind her and slid his cock back into her pussy. She moaned and closed her eyes and pushed her ass back against him. He held her waist and rocked her back and forth. A sudden knock on the door startled both of them.

"Who is it?" Jeff said.

"It's me."

Charlie recognized Steve's deep voice. Jeff opened the door and shifted her to one side to make room. She looked up and saw Steve in the doorway, his wide eyes staring at her the way she was bent over the sink.

"Get in here," Jeff said.

He stepped into the tiny compartment with them and pulled the door shut. She straightened up and smiled at him. Her shirt was bunched up under her arms and he looked down at her tits. His eyes blinked a few times and his mouth hung open, like he was too shocked to speak.

"Let me sit down," Jeff said.

She pressed herself against the wall and he squeezed past her, brushing her soft tits on his shirt, and sat on the toilet seat.

"Now come on over here," he said.

He turned her around so she faced away from him. She straddled his legs and lowered herself onto his lap, using the wall and the edge of the sink to hold herself up. He aimed his cock at her cunt. It split her lips and Charlie lowered herself over it, resting her weight in his lap.

"Did you guys bring me here to watch you fuck?" Steve said.

"No, stupid. Fuck her mouth," Jeff said.

Charlie looked up at him with her big, dark eyes. She leaned forward, resting her hands on her knees. He looked reluctant, so she licked her lips.

"Put it in my mouth, please," she sighed, leaving her lips parted like an invitation.

"If you say so," Steve said.

He ripped the zipper of his jeans down and pulled out his long cock. Charlie raised it to her lips and closed her mouth around the end. The skin was dry and her tongue was warm and wet. Holding his shirt up, Steve sighed and leaned back against the door. She licked the head and slid his cock over her tongue to the back of her mouth.

Steve must have known more about girls than Jeff. He ran his fingers through her hair and clasped her head in both of his big hands to move her back and forth. His cock touched the roof of her mouth and he pushed it to her throat, just where it made her gag.

"Goddamn, Charlie. What else do you know how to do?" he said.

She grinned, showing her teeth around his shaft. She popped his cock out of her mouth.

"This," she said.

She lifted his dick out of the way, turned her head up, opened her jaw wide, and sucked in his balls. Steve sucked in his breath and she smiled. Guys loved to see a cute girl with their balls in her mouth. She rolled them in her mouth like jawbreakers. His cock laid over the bridge of her nose and her cheek, smearing her own saliva on her face. She nibbled on them carefully, sucked them down, pulled gently, and rolled them over her tongue.

She had one more trick for him, one she only used when she found a cock long enough. She took his balls in her hand, put her lips around his cock, and pulled it right down her throat.

"Oh Jesus," Steve groaned.

Once his cock was all the way down her throat and her nose was stuck in his pubic hair, she let him do the rest. He pumped himself down her throat like he was fucking her cunt, except that it was sliding in and out of her mouth.

"Oh Shit. Make me cum," he moaned.

Charlie pulled his wet, slick shaft out of her mouth. The head of his cock fell from her shiny, red lips.

"Not yet. I got one more thing in mind," she said, smacking her lips.

She lifted herself from Jeff's lap and leaned back against the wall with her legs spread. Steve was to her right, against the door, and Jeff was on her left, still seated on the toilet. She looked from one to the other, they stared at her anxiously.

"I want you both to fuck me at the same time," she said.

"How?" Jeff said.

"One in my pussy, one in my ass."

She shivered as she said it. There was barely enough room for the three of them to move in the cramped train lavatory, and she was asking them to drive both of their cocks into her at the same, right there on a class trip to Chicago.

"I got dibs on her pussy. You already had it once," Steve said.

He moved in front of her and lodged his penis between her legs. Jeff stood up, looking puzzled.

"Can you really fuck a girl in the ass?" he said.

"Sure. Just put it in slow," she said.

Steve put his hands around her waist and raised her off the floor to the tip of his cock. Charlie put her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. He lowered her onto his cock and she moaned.




Who Is This Girl? Ch. 05



He leaned back against the edge of the sink and held her off the floor. She looked over her shoulder to watch Jeff move between her and the wall, brushing his hard pole against her soft ass, getting ready to fuck her ass. She trembled all over. The hair on his legs tickled the backs of her thighs.

"Gently," she whispered.

He spread her ass and placed the head of his cock at the tender opening of her asshole. The juices from her pussy made him slick enough to pop the head right in. She squealed. Very slowly, Steve lowered her onto his cock. She wrapped her arms around Steve's shoulders and steadied herself, wincing in pain with each inch of cock that Jeff shoved into her asshole. He held her by her hips, forcing more of his pole into her tight opening. Charlie closed her eyes She could feel both cocks rubbing against each other through the thin membrane that separated her channels.

Finally, Jeff had worked his cock as deep as it would go and began to thrust it in and out. Steve moved her up and down, holding her around her waist. Her cunt clamped on his shaft. Her tits shook in his face and he licked them when he could. Her feet dangled inches off the floor, wedged in by their hard bodies, and her own body trembled with excitement. She moaned out loud, not caring if anyone outside the lavatory heard. Let them hear. She was getting it good and she liked it.

"I'm gonna cum," Steve grunted in her ear.

"Yes. Give it to me."

He thrust a few more times, then groaned and shoved it deep one last time. His cock swelled and throbbed in her cunt, and blobs of warm sperm splashed deep in her womb. She bit her lower lip and squealed. Finally, she had the cum she wanted so badly. It filled her cunt quickly and leaked out and ran down the insides of her thighs.

With a last deep groan, Steve pulled himself from her hole and eased her to the floor. Charlie bent over the sink, resting on her folded arms, and looked over her shoulder. Jeff's cock was still buried in her ass, sliding in and out, while Steve's cum dripped from her cunt.

He pulled up his pants. He was breathing hard and his face was covered with sweat. Jeff's hands groped up her sides for her tits. He thrust faster and faster, then finally stiffened. She moaned. He grunted and filled her asshole with more sperm. His cock throbbed inside her constricted hole and the warmth of the fresh liquid spread through her whole body, giving her goose bumps.

His hands released her tits and she opened her eyes. She looked back at him over her shoulder. His cock slid from her hole and fell out. A final droplet of sperm hung off the end of his cock and landed on her bare ass.

Suddenly she was too weak to stand by herself. Her head spun and her knees went weak. She slumped to the floor with a faint, dizzy smile. Jeff caught her under her arms and set her on the toilet seat with her shirt up over her tits and her legs spread. Her tits were covered with red finger marks, and the skin between her legs was shiny with sperm.

"Let's get out of here," Steve said, pulling on Jeff's sleeve.

He opened the door and they walked out. On the other side of the door was someone in the narrow aisle. It was Mrs. Vanderpoole. Just as Jeff shut the door she saw Charlie in the lavatory and her mouth fell open. A moment later, the door swung open again.

"Good Lord. What happened, dear?" she said, and shut the door behind her.

"Nothing," Charlie said, and pulled her tight t-shirt down over her tits.

Her ass was stinging hot, her cunt burned, her nipples tingled, and her skin was wet with cum, but none of that bothered her. Mrs. Vanderpoole ran a paper towel under the cool water.

"Are you all right?" she said, and wiped Charlie's face. The cool water felt good on her warm skin.

She smiled and reached for her jeans.

"I'm fine. I feel great."

She wiped her lips. She remembered the look of Jeff's cock when he pulled it from her mouth, how it was smeared with red lipstick from her lips, and how it was still there when he pulled out of her asshole. She remembered the look on his face when he sunk that cock into her asshole, and when his cum was gushing into her body.

"Did those boys rape you?"

"Rape? No, Ma'am. I fucked them."

Mrs. Vanderpoole's expression of shock slowly transformed into furious anger. She straightened up and put her hands on her hips.

"I'll have a talk to you alone when we get to the hotel. I think you're going to be in a great deal of trouble, young lady."

Charlie rolled her eyes. "Great."