Maestro's Playhouse Opus 1
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Mister Maestro owned the house between Robert and Laura's houses. It used to be their friend Julie Bond's house, but her family had moved to Montana. The Bond backyard had a playhouse that everyone on the street loved to play in, but now that Mister Maestro had moved in, they'd figured that they would never get to play in it again.
Robert and Laura were really getting a bit old for the play house, as both were ten, and would start fifth grade that fall. Still, it had been a fixture of their childhood, and they'd missed it. That was why both of them were looking at it longingly over Robert's fence as they watched Mister Maestro connect some wires from the house to the playhouse.
Eventually, Mister Maestro noticed them, and walked over to talk to them. "Good morning children."
"Good morning Mister Maestro," both of them replied in unison, as they'd been taught to. Politeness was a virtue that was valued on the street.
"Call me Maestro," Mister Maestro said. "It's my name, my occupation, and inclination."
"Okay," Robert said as Laura nodded.
"I take it you miss playing in the playhouse?" Maestro said. "I saw you playing there with the previous owner's daughter when I was looking towards purchasing the house."
"A bit," Laura admitted. "Though we're getting a bit too old to play house."
"Oh, no, you never get too old to play house, it just becomes real life," Maestro replied. "You can come over and use it to play house at any time. Just remember that it is now recorded and conducted for your safety. I'll tell your parents that you have permission, too."
With that invitation, it was only polite to come over and at least see what he'd done to the playhouse. So Laura and Robert climbed over the fence and rushed over to the playhouse.
The playhouse had two rooms. The first was a kitchen/dining room whose sink and microwave actually worked. The stove was fake though. There was also a small table. The second was a bedroom that also had a working toilet, so that they wouldn't have to go in to the house when nature called.
When they enter the main room, they discovered that Maestro had installed a lot of cameras. They were all over the place. Also, a second doorway to the bedroom had been made, allowing the toilet to be walled off into a separate room. Laura went immediately to the cupboard, to discover that the box of microwave popcorn she'd left there was still there. She immediately a bag in the microwave to start popping.
"Hi honey, I'm home," Robert said as he entered the playhouse.
"Kick off your shoes and sit down for a bit," Laura said, as she stepped out of her flip-flops. "I'm making popcorn."
Robert took a seat on a chair opposite the bathroom doorway and kicked off his sneakers. The chair was new, a young teen sized recliner. His bare back felt good against the soft fabric. Kicking off his shoes had revealed his bare feet, leaving him only attired in his boxer style swimming suit. Robert looked over at Laura, who was in her own two piece swimming suit.
Suddenly, Laura rushed over to the toilet, crying out, "I gotta pee." She pushed down the bottoms as she sat down on the toilet, allowing Robert to see her pussy for the first time, if only from a distance and totally unintended. Her suit's bottoms pooled around her feet at she let loose a stream of pee. It didn't take long for her to finish, and wipe, but it was long enough for the popcorn to finish popping.
Robert watched Laura rush to the microwave, leaving her bottom naked. He had to go to her, his cock already starting to tent his suit. He met her just as she took the bag out of the microwave. Capturing her in a hug, he kissed her, causing her to drop the unopened bag. As he hugged and kissed her, he found his hands seeking the strings of her top, and pulling them loose. By the time he finished kissing her, there was nothing holding her top up. It dropped to the floor just as Laura pushed his suit down to pool at his feet.
Laura looked up and down Robert's naked body. Her gaze focused on his erect cock. It pointed right at her body. Suddenly, she knew what she wanted, and she wanted it now. "Bobby, make me a mommy."
Robert closed the distance to Laura again, his cock rubbing against her pussy as he hugged her again. "I love you," he said, believing it with all his heart. Then he picked her up, and carried her over to the bedroom door.
Laura landed on the bed in the second room. Most of the bed was covered in soft cotton sheets, but her bottom had landed on a piece of canvas. She was able to examine the changes to the room a bit before Robert joined her on the bed. There were several cameras, but there was also now a big screen television opposite the bed. Tiled mirrors had been secured to the ceiling above the bed allowing Laura to see Robert's back as he moved up her body, raising her legs to his shoulders.
Robert slid his hard cock into Laura, busting her cherry. She cried out below him, but Robert could not stop himself. As he thrust deeper into her it felt better and better. He found himself moaning, "I'm going a baby in you." Her cries changed from pain to pleasure as he kept up his thrusts inside her. The pleasure was higher than he'd ever felt, and sudden, for the first time in his life, Robert felt his cock shooting inside his girl. Her vagina milked all of the seed he could give her from him.
Laura was barely able to keep her eyes open after Robert made love to her. She'd climaxed over and over again as he shot his seed into her hopefully fertile womb. She wanted him to do it again and again to her, to fill her belly with child. She'd never even thought of having sex before, not until she'd entered the playhouse. Now, as Robert pulled out and the mixture of his seed and her virginity leaked onto the white canvas flag under her bottom, she couldn't keep it out of her mind. The idea of Robert making love to her as her belly swelled with his baby filled her mind as she slipped off to sleep.
After a good hour's nap, and eating the popcorn, Laura and Robert emerged from the playhouse to find Maestro busy planting roses. They hadn't dressed yet. Laura was carrying the formerly white flag now stained with the blood of her virginity and Robert's seed. "Laura, Robert, I see you have done as I have conducted you," Maestro said.
"Yes, Maestro," Laura and Robert replied in perfect unison.
"I expect you to continue to visit my playhouse so you can make love together," Maestro said. "For the rest of the summer, Robert, you will be either naked or wearing your swimming suit on this street. Laura, you will be naked or wearing just a too short babydoll style dress. You will find it in the bottom drawer to the left of the sink. Only if your parents tell you that you are going somewhere off the street may you put on more."
Laura and Robert nodded. "Yes, Maestro."
"Now, take this pen and write your names on the flag, above the remnants of your first times," Maestro ordered, taking a black sharpie out of his back pocket.
Laura wrote just "Laura and" but Robert wrote his full name, "Robert Breedlove."
"Now, together, go to Laura's house and hang this flag from the flagpole in front of her house, announcing your joining to the world," Maestro ordered. "You may get dressed first, but if you do, shower behind the playhouse."
Laura and Robert went around to the back of the playhouse, where there was a new outdoor shower head, without any stall to hide their naked bodies. They washed off their bodies with just water, before slipping back into the playhouse to put on the little clothes they were allowed. Laura's new dress only went down to her crotch, and Robert couldn't resist slipping his hand under it to feel up her little pussy. Both of them were aroused by the time they left the Maestro's back yard.
Together they raised their flag in front of Laura's house. It was the first of a dozen such flags that the Maestro ordered raised that Summer. The blood stained banners of a young girl's virginity, flew over the street to announce his conducting of their conduct to the world.
The Maestro conducted everyone on the street. There was no objection made to what he wanted. He wanted to watch, record, and sell videos of those young girls and boys losing their virginity and making love over and over again. He wanted every one of those girls to want to have babies, and they did, over and over again. Robert and Laura were just his opus 1 on Symphony Street.
