Date: Mon, 5 Sep 2005 10:42:13 -0700 (PDT) From: xybiguy Subject: Encounter on Exit 144 (Bisexual, Adult-Youth) Encounter on Exit 144 By Smoothxmarine This story is fiction involving myself (adult male) and two teenage girls, inspired by a "pump girl" at a gas station I stopped at on a trip to a neighboring state over the Labor Day weekend. Dead out of gas, I pulled off on exit 144 to fill-up. I had a 3 day weekend due to the Labor Day holiday and decided to take a little trip to a large city in a state adjoining my own, to suck as much cock as possible, and maybe, if lucky, land a pussy or two. I had no idea when I drove into that station how lucky I would truly be, and before I even reached my destination! I pulled into an empty pump, got out of my car and removed the gas cap. This state, unlike my own, does not allow customers to pump their own gas, rather it must be done by an employee. A gorgeous young girl then approached me, looking not old enough to be working there, and asked me what I'd like. I started to tell her what I really wanted, but, of course, then just said "fill it with regular". She took my credit card, inserted it into the pump, handed it back, placed the nozzle in the tank tube, set it and said she'd be right back. I began having fantasies about what I'd like to do with her almost immediately while waiting for my tank to be filled. Just a few seconds later, a late-model red mustang convertible pulled-in, driven by a striking teen blond girl. She pulled in front of me, got out and immediately embraced the other girl in a brief, but highly-affectionate hug. As they stood there talking, their hands were still lightly touching one another, with the pump girl having hers on the blond's hips, while the blond had hers on the other girl's forearms, caressing them it seemed, lingering in a very sensual way. What a sight to behold this was, my imagination was going crazy, at this point! The pump girl was about 5'2", with long flaming red hair (a weakness for me), freckles, dancing azure eyes, a mischievious smile, breasts the size of very small apples, nicely shaped hips and an overall petite appearance (difficult to tell too many details, as she was wearing a baggy t-shirt and jeans). The other girl was blond, as I said, a couple inches taller than the redhead, a little slimmer, hair slightly curly to mid-back, even tinier breasts (another of my many weaknesses), a very thin waist, flat stomach, and slender smooth legs. Her face was porcelain white, aquiline nose, pure blue eyes, commercial-white, straight teeth and flawless skin. She truly looked like a young fashion model in the making. She, unlike the other one, was wearing only one of those hanky-type halters, with the back open (no bra) and Daisy May cutoff jean short-shorts. I was standing transfixed watching this display when the most amazing thing happened...they both looked at me at the same moment, with the redhead slightly moving her head in a "come-hither" manner I had seen before. I walked over as casually as I could, having no real idea why they were summoning me, only a distant, impossible hope. They both giggled, in that cute teen girl way, probably due to the completely dumbfounded expression that must have appeared on my face. "Can I wash your window or check your dipstick today", the redhead asked, innocently. At this point, the blond collapsed against her car in a fit of laughter, so much that she almost began choking. "Nope, the oil should be fine", I mumbled, then asking,"is she OK? "Oh, man, she is better than OK", the redhead baited, "would you like to see for yourself?" "Do you mean what I think you mean", I asked, my heart racing. "She sure the fuck does", the blond chimed in, now fully recovered. "How, where?", I asked, completely taken off-guard, unbelieving that this was for real. "Leave that to me," the redhead said, in a commanding tone. She then called to a slightly-overweight, dull-looking, twenty-something young man, asking him to take over the pumps for a while, which were pretty slow at the moment, having given us the opportunity for this exchange. He shouted back, "no problem", then the redhead told me to move my car over to a space on the side, then meet her at a door in the back. As I did so, the blond backed her mustang into the slot beside me. We then walked to the back door together, she putting her hand around my waist, as soon as we had cleared the corner. A minute or so later, the door was unlocked from the inside by the redhead. The area looked like a fairly-normal employee break room, with all the requisite equipment, but in addition to the small table and chairs, I noticed a futon in the corner, as well. It was carpeted with cheap, industrial-type carpet, better than tile, but not much. "We don't have very long, I told the others I wasn't feeling well and wanted to lie down for a while. The other door to the store locks from this side, so we won't be disturbed, it we hurry", she reported. By this time, the blond, whose name was Mandy I learned, already had her hanky top, shorts and pink g-string panties that matched her lip gloss, off. When I looked at her, to take it all in, she rushed to me and kissed me deeply, moaning and maybe grunting a little, too. She kissed me so hard, at first, that it hurt my lips, then gradually moved into a very sensual, wet deep exchange. After a minute, she withdrew and pulled my tank top over my head for me. She then undid my jeans shorts and slid them down, underwear in tow, my hard cock standing at attention, ready for duty. She even untied and removed my shoes, leaving my socks intact, for some reason. While we were so engaged, the redhead, Aideen (Irish for fire, I was later to discover, a name she certainly lived up to), was sitting on the futon, removing her clothing, t-shirt, jogging bra, jeans, bikini panties with tiny purple tulips on them and shoes. I only viewed her for an instant, because Mandy jumped back on me in her quest to drive her tongue completely out the back of my head. Kissing Mandy was wonderful, after we got a bit accustomed to one another. I would stick my tongue out and she would suck it like a little cock, giggling about the analogy at one point. Her body felt indescribably delicious. I reached around to grasp her buttocks and they were so small they fit nicely in each of my hands, which are not large at all. Now I'm a smaller guy, I should tell you, 5'4", 135 pounds, but muscular and smooth of body, as a result of 20+ years of weighttraining and a little selective shaving, respectively. However, I am 55 years old and could not understand why these two beautiful young, and highly-illegal (Aideen, pronounced adeen, at 15, looking 13, and Mandy at just turned 16) creatures would choose to have jungle sex with a man of my many years. I was to find out that and much more later, but now back to the girls. I broke Mandy's kiss and leaned down to suck one of her tiny pink nipples, as I was a bit shorter than she, which also incredibly enough, matched both panties and lip gloss. Her chest size could not have been more than 30, in my estimation, just little hillocks with slightly expanded nipple size, about like you would expect to see on an 11 or 12 year old, my favorite age for girls, by the way. The nipples themselves, however, were fully engorged, though small, slightly puffy, and rigid in my mouth. She gasped when I first covered it, stroking my shoulder in one hand and my neck in the other. A moment later she wrapped her right hand around my cock and slowly began to jack it. Then Aideen made her first appearance, in a very overt way. As I had been so consumed with Mandy, I had almost forgotten she was there...man, was she there all right! Having resumed kissing Mandy, I felt a sudden push back in my nether regions, as Mandy pulled away a bit. Looking down, I saw a now naked Aideen with Mandy's pink (man, is this girl pink or what?) little pussy lips pulled apart with her hands, lapping away at her clit, as if it were her last meal, streamers of her saliva floating down on her thighs, neck and breasts, red-maned head thrusting softly back into my crotch with every ministration, giving her friend a very serious, wet treatment. "Oh, Aid, baby, that is it...fuck you know how to do me, uuh, uuh, uuh", she breathed. She then buried her face in my neck, licking and sucking there (out of control with pleasure, methinks) and thrusting her pussy into her friend's mouth and tongue, simulating fucking a man. In the meantime, Aideen held Mandy's ass tightly, so as to keep her face in contact with that little honeypot, lest she chip a tooth or cut a lip, I suspect, with the ramming that Mandy was doing. "Aah, aah, aah, I'm cumming, oh fuck, I'm cumming in your mouth, Aid, can you taste it, ba-by, ba-by, oh, oh, oh", she stammered. After a moment, her hip movements transitioned to a slow, sensual grind of her friend's face, no thrusting, just reveling in the afterglow. Aideen looked up at us, laughing, as Mandy must have appeared satiated and I absolutely incredulous at what I just witnessed between a 16 and 15 year old. "That OK, Man?", she inquired, already knowing the answer, the lower half of her face sticky and wet with the combination of her own saliva and Mandy's free-flowing juices. "No matter how often you do that, it never ceases to amaze me how fucking good you are, girl!", Mandy responded with admiration. Aideen said nothing, but rather grasped cock and brought it into her mouth. Mandy dropped to her knees beside her and began running her tongue around on my balls and lengthwise on the shaft, while Aideen worked the head. They were very good about sharing, however, and changed positions after a short while. Mandy withdrew her mouth for a moment, and began jacking me slowly. Looking at her friend's face, who still had her mouth open in lust and wanting a couple of inches away, she spit forcefully into Aideen's mouth. Aideen immediately returned the favor, half of it going in her mouth and half on her face, at which point, they both cracked-up laughing. Aideen moved first this time, kissing Mandy full-on, spittle and my precum like a spiderweb between them, dripping onto their bodies, as well. Fuck, these little girls were nasty...yep, just the way I like them! "Are you going to introduce me to your friend, Man, he looks nice?", Aideen coyly teased, looking Mandy in the face, after breaking their kiss. "Allow me to introduce myself", I interjected before Mandy could respond, dropping to a sitting position on the floor beside her, grabbing her by her long red tresses and pulling her mouth to mine. She was also a good kisser (Hell, they practiced on each other, so no rocket science there) too, but different from Mandy, more childlike and submissive, responsive but waiting for me to lead. This was a tremendous turn-on for me, as I said, since she looked about 13. We kissed, then I licked her chin and cheeks, tasty the sweetness of her friend as I did so, coupled with her own. When she was clean, I held her back for a moment to drink her in, then asking her to lie back on the floor so I could get a better view. She reclined and I saw a girl with freckles that fell off her face like misty rain on to her shoulders and the top of her precious little breasts, maybe a size bigger at 32 than Mandy's 30, with more distinct aeroles, brownish-red in color, and a tad bigger nipple. Her little snatch had light downy red hair along the sides, which she folded back to show me her lips and clit. I snuck forward, on hands and knees, placing my face between her moist pink lips, then began to feed. She tasted divine, just like I would expect of a little girl. Her clit got hard very quickly and it was there I focused my attention, in order to be most efficient, knowing we had little time left. "Mmm, mmm, suck my pussy, daddy, God yes", she moaned (I really loved the daddy part, if only I was her daddy!). In no time at all, working on her clit, she began to push her little red cunt into my face, gently, but forcefully. I knew her time had "cum" (pardon the pun, couldn't resist, will try to restrain myself in the future, but no promises). "Ah, hah, ah, hah, ah, hah", she squealed, breathlessly, panting in between, obviously cumming in a big way, which made me think of the way an 11 or 12 year old girl might sound under the circumstances. After about twenty seconds, she began to relax, smiling with a big sigh. Still smiling, she said "this is really fun, and thanks lots, but we've kind of got to hurry up if we're going to get finished, sorry", she said regrettably. "You're right, lost my focus for a minute, think you can see why", I joked. "I think I have an idea you two will really like", I then volunteered. We moved to the futon, which we converted from its couch position, after first evicting Mandy, who had half her hand up her adorably, sweet little teen pussy, while watching us play. Mandy's cunt, by the way, was hairless and didn't even look like she shaved, at least I didn't see any telltale marks, which I found rather amazing. I told Mandy to lie on the futon and put Aideen in a 69 position over her. I then brought Aideen up on her knees and got behind her, doggy style. Aideen found a pillow for Mandy to put under her head, so that she could eat at Aideen's Diner this time. I figured if I came prematurely out of an old man's excitement while fucking this 15 year old, that Aideen could at least get her friend off again, since it had been the longest time since she had cum, Aideen just finishing a moment ago. I entered Aideen easily, sliding my cock in to the hilt, felt like I died and went to Heaven. My cock is only 5 inches and of average thickness, but it does get hard and no one complains, so I think I use what I have pretty well. "Oh, Jeff, that feels good, I want you to fuck me, fuck me like I was your own daughter, OK?," she asked very seriously. "Just like you're my own, honey, just like you're my own", I responded, somewhat robotically. As both girls had gone to happily and noisily eating their assignments, I began to address my own duties, as well. I asked Mandy if she wanted to eat my cum, and she nodded her head up and down Aideen's wet slot, murmuring "uh-huh". "No fair, Man, I want some, too", Aideen immediately objected. "That's OK, Aid, you can share...you'll do that with your friend, right, Man?," I posed, with another head nod and "uh-huh" emitting from her, somewhere under both our bodies. Within 5 minutes or so, Mandy began to become very animated, lifting her hips off the futon and rotating her hips. She was so overcome she removed her mouth from her friend's little muff, involuntarily, I'm sure. This thought sent me into orbit and I knew I was going to blow. I warned Mandy, then withdrew my lathered prick, pumping jet after jet of hot juice into her open mouth, still very vocal from her continuing, but now-dying orgasm. Aideen immediately turned around and laid on her back, head opposite to Mandy's. Mandy got up and moved to her face, getting within an inch or so of her mouth, and dropping two or three big cum snowballs into her waiting oral cavity. When completely out of spunk, she then leaned into her friend and began kissing her deeply and hotly, both their youthful faces smeared with my juices. I swear, if I had anything left that sight alone would have made me cum again. After swallowing, I presume, they licked each other clean and we all lay down together briefly before going our separate ways. While we were dressing, I learned that both Mandy and Aideen had sex with both their fathers, uncles, brothers, grandfathers and pretty much all the males in the family and had done so since the age of 11 or 12. They both admitted to having a "daddy complex", really being excited by older men, but only those that took physical care of themselves, not the old, smelly, flabby type. Fortunately, the related, the men (and boys) in their families were all very cognizant of their health and appearance. Aideen's father had migrated from Ireland as a youth himself but, since she was born here, had no accent at all. She certainly looked the part, though, with her flaming red hair and freckles, like she was straight off the island. Mandy was a transplanted California girl ( long blond hair, artistic use of makeup, red mustang, who would have guessed?). Her father was good friends with Aideen's, which is the way they met when they were young girls about 7 or 8. Both the fathers and all the males of the household believed in the same premise ^Ö that young girls should provide said males with sex whenever they were asked (I would love to be in one of these families). Fortunately, they quickly became willing participants, as neither could get enough, loving sex as much or more than their male counterparts, they readily admitted. The girls also told me that almost all the males were bi, as were the girls in both families, and that the two families got together and shared the girls (and each other, I presume) on a regular basis. As a result, just about everyone had fucked everyone else. Mandy had one sister, Terra, who was 11, and two brothers, Aaron, 15, and Chase, 13. Aideen had a 12 year old sister, Ruari (pronounced rori), and 14 year old brother, Kieran. Being bi, the mental images/fantasies I was having at this point were, to put it mildly, rather vivid. Interestingly enough, there was one caveat to all this....neither of their mothers knew anything about this. They both stressed that their mothers were very conservative, conventional women and if they found out, everyone over 18 would be going to jail, for sure. They, on the other hand, planned to find husbands who supported this kind of lifestyle and raise their children in it, as they felt it was the healthiest, most loving and pleasurable one in existence. Truly, the seemed to thrive with this rather unorthodox childhood, appearing happy, intelligent and well-adjusted, which is more than I can say for some kids from so-called "normal" families. Time to go, I kissed first Mandy, then Aideen, individually, just before Mandy, ever-aggressive little slut she was, pushed the backs of our heads towards her, so we all could have a three-way tongue bath. We exchanged phone numbers and emails and, reluctantly, finally parted. They said they would talk to their dads and tell him how "cool" I was, in the hope of inviting me to a family gathering. This little episode aside, the thought of having an 11 year old girl and a 12 year old boy, at the same time, kept me hard for the remaining hundred miles to my destination. I hope you enjoyed reading this story, as much as I did writing it. I have several on the Nifty website, just look for them under Smoothxmarine, and ideas for dozens more, which you'll see in the coming months. I am a lover of youth, obviously, both boys and girls, and would like to hear from anyone who shares this interest. I particularly like the time around puberty (boys 11-14, girls 10-13). One thing, though, if you tell me you're under 18 years of age, I will not be able to respond to you, the laws being what they are. Physically, I am a smooth, fit, athletic guy, 55 years old, but look younger. I am a former Marine, have been lifting weights for 20+ years and cycle 5 or 6 hours per week. I'm not a prima dona, however, and can't stand those types, though I do prefer people who take care of themselves, physically, height-weight proportionate. I would very much like to make long-term "cyber-buddies" with those who appreciate kids this age and would even be willing to travel to meet those who live in the Pacific Northwest...Washington, Idaho, and Oregon, maybe even as far as BC or Montana, to discuss this fascination in an "up close and personal way". This type of thing is so much better when shared with other appreciators then by one's self, I find. My email is xybiguy@yahoo.com, if you'd like to reach me and I'm also on Yahoo IM, under smoothxmarine or xybiguy...over and out, for now.