Girl Trouble
Chapter Three
"Hi Sonya! Where's mom?" Becky smiled at her mom's girlfriend, who was sort of like Becky's step-mom, except they weren't married or anything.
"She went into Burlington." Sonya glanced up from a script she held, wearing her granny glasses even though she wasn't that old, just 40 maybe, still looked pretty young to me. She'd been highlighting stuff with a yellow marker and sipping some wine. Sonya liked wine a lot.
"What have you two been up to? Are you guys hungry?" Sonya barely looked at us, but that was normal.
"Aw…I wanted to tell her something," Becky sighed.
"What is it, sweetie?" Sonya frowned and the marker squeaked across the paper. She frowned a lot when she read a new script.
I just stood there, not for any real reason except I knew Becky was excited and wanted to tell her family. I just wanted to watch, feeling my heart beating fast cause it was like Christmas, sort of. Or our birthdays, except better.
"I'm gonna have a baby!" Becky practically squealed, smiling so bright the whole living room sort of lit up, at least to me.
"What?" Sonya finally looked up at that, looking at my best friend over her glasses. "What do you mean, Beck?"
"We did it! Me and Amanda and now we're gonna have a baby!" Becky was holding my hand and she squeezed it. "She asked me to marry her too, isn't that cool?"
"Huh?" Sonya swallowed hard and looked at me. "What happened?"
"Well…" I looked at Becky and she looked at me and then we both looked at Sonya and smiled. "My penis was really hard and Becky's slit was really wet, so we wanted to make a baby, since we're best friends…"
"Yeah, so Amanda put her thing inside me and it hurt a little, but the second time it was okay and…"
"Whoa…whoa…Second time?" Sonya held up her hand.
"Yeah, we did it twice cause it was still hard…" I answered.
"And it felt kinda good too," Becky added.
"And Amanda, when she was cumming…I mean, she didn't pull out before her sperm, um…" Sonya was having a hard time finding the words and I wished Nancy was there. Becky's mom was good with words.
"No, uh-uh…" Becky shook her head.
"I squirted twice!" I smiled proudly.
"…it's a lot and I need a bath I think." Becky looked down, lifting her dress so we could see her panties soaked through with juices from our sex. "It still hurts a little too," Becky looked up. "I was bleeding a little, is that okay? Is it cause I was so small? Amanda's penis thingy is kinda big…"
"It was real big," I nodded.
"…yeah her penis was huge!" Becky nodded too and we waited for Sonya to congratulate us.
"Oh shit," Sonya said softly and the she picked up her wine glass and drank it all in 3 loud swallows, even though it was a big glass and pretty full.
I looked at Becky and she squeezed my hand again, neither of us knew what that meant.
"Amanda, you go home. Right now…" Sonya started saying.
"But what about…" Becky started talking too.
"…and don't tell anyone about this, not a word…" Sonya stared at me.
I was nodding.
"…we wanna tell Mom about it though!" Becky was still talking.
"…to anyone, Amanda. Promise me!" Sonya demanded and I nodded some more.
"I promise." I didn't know what the big deal was.
"What's wrong?" Becky was asking. "Why's Amanda in trouble?"
"She's not, Becky. Nobody's in trouble. I just need time to think…" Sonya caught me still standing there. "Go on. Becky will call you later, I promise."
"Yes ma'am," I licked my lips, not really wanting to say goodbye to Becky, but I guess I had to. "Bye Becky."
"Bye Amanda." She smiled at me, but she was confused like me, and she gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "See ya later, okay?"
"Okay," I nodded. "I love you."
"I love you too," Becky smiled shyly.
"Now…" Sonya was saying as I left the house, "…let's get you upstairs in the bath. When was your period?…Two weeks ago? Grrrr…"
I went home pretty much aching to tell everyone the good news, especially my mom, but I'd promised Sonya I wouldn't, so I didn't say anything. I just said hi to mom and Marcia, who were planting some roses in front of the porch, and went into the house to do my homework. Usually I waited until Sunday night to do it, but I didn't feel like doing much of anything really, so I did that.
"What's wrong with you?" Tricia asked me. She's my middle sister and 3 years older than me, so she was already 16 then. My oldest sister, Veronica, was almost 18 and getting ready to go to college.
"Nothing," I shrugged, working on my algebra, which I was really bad at. Mostly I just tried to guess the right answer and do the problems backwards, sorta, but that hardly ever worked.
"Then why you doin' your math, pumpkin head?" Tricia loved me. I mean, we are sisters, but she hated me too. We are sisters after all.
I wonder a lot if all sisters have a love-hate thing, or if it was just the four of us, because we all did with each other. I was pretty close with Carol, who was almost 15 and Veronica treated me okay mostly, but Carol and Veronica argued all the time. Kind of like me and Tricia. But it wasn't like we hated each other, just that we liked to tease each other and look for reasons to get each other in trouble with our parents.
"Cause," I shrugged. "How come you're not out with Heather?" That was Tricia's best friend and they were like twins usually. Siamese twins.
"She got the chicken pox," Tricia shrugged.
"She didn't have it before?" I erased 15 minutes worth of work cause I'd guessed wrong.
"Guess not," Tricia sang. "Where's your girlfriend?" She teased me, because I always got a little miffed when she called Becky my girlfriend, but this time I didn't. Becky really was my girlfriend now and pretty soon everyone would know.
"She's at home," I smiled. "Taking a bath probably."
"You're acting weird, what's up?" Tricia knew when I was hiding something; we all did about all of us.
"Nothing," I shook my head.
"You liar," Tricia put her hands on her hips. "I'm gonna tell Mom you're a liar."
"Oh yeah?" I rolled my eyes. "Like she'd believe you, Thong Girl."
She was bluffing and we both knew it, for a couple reasons. First, because we were too mature for the old 'I'll tell mom on you' game; and second, we had to trust each other not to tell mom some stuff. Not like really bad stuff, but the little important and personal things, like the fact that Tricia had a new pair of lacy thong undies buried under her t-shirts. Mom wasn't real big on thongs and had told Tricia a hundred times she couldn't have one, I know because I'd listened to them argue every night over dinner for 3 days straight.
I wasn't exactly sure why anyone would want to wear a thong. I didn't even know what one was until I'd found it in Tricia's dresser. I'd had to ask Veronica about it; but anyway, it didn't look very comfortable, even for a regular girl with a slit. For a girl like me with testicles and a penis it looked kind of painful. At least it ran Tricia off though and I went back to my math.
I waited and waited for Becky to call me, but she never did. I ate dinner wondering why, pretending to be listening to Veronica talk about her SAT scores. She'd gotten a 735 Verbal and a 680 Math, so that was like 1415 or something, which I guessed was kinda good, but I didn't really know for sure. Veronica said it was mostly cause Ms. Peterson was such a good teacher, and Ms. Eversman too. That got my penis hard, again, right at the dinner table. It was seriously annoying sometimes and I'd sorta hoped that now that Becky was pregnant it wouldn't get hard again for awhile.
It stayed hard too, because it was just stubborn, I guess. It was my turn to wash dishes so I just sorta bounced my hips while I stood at the sink, making a little 'boink' sound in my head every time I pushed my hard penis against the kitchen cabinet. It actually felt kinda good doing that. I did it in church too, sometimes, rubbing my penis against the old wooden pew in front of me and really hoping God would understand. I figured if God was a she, I'd get some sympathy anyway, and if God was really a He, well, He'd understand for sure, right?
After that I just decided to go to bed after my bath. I always liked baths, a lot more than showers. You couldn't really get clean in a shower, it didn't seem to me. It was like getting rained on and I didn't like it. Too much work. A bath was fun though cause I could lie down and wash myself slowly. I washed my breasts carefully, really wondering when they were gonna grow. I would have nice ones, I thought, someday. Maybe big like my Marcia's, who wore like a 38D bra or something. Or even small like my mom's, which weren't that small, just smaller than my step-mom's. Even really small, like Becky's new trainers, that would be something at least.
But all I had were small dark nipples that got hard when I played with them. It felt good too, and that was maybe my only real secret. I'd never even told Becky I liked to play with my boobs. The only problem was that playing with my nipples always made my penis super hard and it was impossible to ignore it, even though I tried. But I usually ended up playing with that too, just a little. Squeezing it mostly, but not so much I'd shoot my stuff out or anything. That woulda been kinda gross, especially in the bathtub. It was bad enough having a wet dream once or twice a month.
That night was really bad though and after my bath, when I was in my bed, I couldn't help touching my penis. I pushed my panties down and lifted my nightie enough so I could reach my nipples and just played with myself under the sheets, thinking about Becky mostly and how we were gonna get married. And then I thought about her little 13 year old tummy getting big cause she was pregnant. I tried to imagine her boobs getting bigger, filling up with milk. She'd grow really fast then, I was sure, and it would be so cool. She'd be 14 when the baby was born and I knew she'd be the most beautiful little mommy in the world.
I wished I could get pregnant too, but I wasn't totally dumb. I didn't know a whole lot about anything, none of the girls my age did. All we knew about what happened outside of Venice was what our mother's told us and sometimes that wasn't very much at all. But I did know that being a girl with a penis meant I could only get other girls pregnant, girls who didn't have a penis, and that didn't seem really fair, but I couldn't do anything about it. At least I could have a baby with Becky though. Mom and Marcia couldn't ever have a baby together, which is sort of sad when you think about it. They should have had one, but Marcia loved us, we knew that, and she was the best step-mom in the world.
"What are you doing?" Carol's voice just about made me jump clear out of bed. I'd been so busy rubbing my nipple and squeezing my penis and thinking about Becky being pregnant I hadn't heard my sister come in.
"Nothing," I swallowed hard and blushed and wished the room was darker, but it wasn't. There was plenty of light from the aquarium we had to show Carol exactly what I was doing.
"I saw you," she giggled. "Let me see it!"
"No! Go away!" I whispered.
"Uh-uh, I seen it before, come on…I wanna look. Is it really hard?" Carol was trying to pull down my sheets and I was trying to cover myself and keep the sheets up all at the same time.
"Carol! Stop!" I said, but she was determined and she managed to get the sheet down enough so she could see my hand covering my stiff penis.
"Oh cool!" she giggled some more. "I never saw it hard before, does it hurt?"
"Sometimes," I sighed. "Look, go ahead, but that's all and then leave me alone, okay?"
I moved my hand and penis jumped up like a Jack-in-the-box.
"It's neat," Carol said and then I felt her hand on it.
"Hey!" I slapped at her lightly, "Stop it. Just looking!"
"But I wanna touch it too. Please?" she was climbing on my bed. "I never saw it like that before."
"Just, uh…" I cleared my throat, "…squeeze it a little."
"Like this?" Carol's hand was soft and cool and damp and I realized she'd just taken her own bath, or maybe a shower, but I thought she liked baths better.
She was just wearing a towel too and that didn't mean much really, since we were sisters and shared our bedroom. I'd seen her like that a gazillion times, and she'd seen me naked a whole lot too. But this was different all of a sudden because she was squeezing my penis and sitting on my bed and barely dressed.
"Yeah," I sighed a little, "Keep doing it like that."
"It's really hot," she smiled at me. "I do it too."
"What?" I asked her.
"I touch myself, in bed." She lowered her eyes a little. "I mean when you're asleep, I like it."
"Really?" I moved over a little because Carol was lying down next to me, on her left side facing me as I lay on my back. She kept squeezing my penis with her right hand. She was pretty, like all of us were, with blonde hair, but a little darker than mine, and the same bright green eyes. She had nice boobs too, almost as big as mom's and her towel was loose so I looked at them.
"Do you touch your boobs too?" I asked her.
"Yeah," she nodded. "Do you?"
"Uh-huh," I sucked my lip for a second. "I wish mine would grow."
"They will," Carol giggled. "You just gotta wait til you get older. I didn't have any til last year, remember?"
"Yeah," I agreed. "That feels good." I was moving my hips a little.
"Do you want to touch mine?" Carol asked, she let go of my penis for a second so she could undo her towel. "There…just feel me down there. Did you ever do that before?"
"No," I shook my head, reaching down tentatively to feel my sister's sex. She had more hair than Becky and it was still wet and her skin was cool, except for her pussy. It was warm and as I pressed my fingers lightly against it I could feel the heat inside. She was a little bigger down there than Becky too, her pussy had soft lips, sort of puffy and loose and I was able to slide my finger between them, not inside her or anything, just along the length of her slit. It felt buttery.
"That's nice, Amanda," Carol sighed and spread her legs a little more. "I was touching it in the bathtub."
"Yeah? You're really hot too," I nodded.
"Hey! I'll tell you a secret," Carol moved a little closer so I could smell her breath, all minty toothpaste flavored.
"What?" I whispered back, exploring her sex slowly with my fingertips.
"Me and Jenny finger each other all the time," Carol giggled and gave me a hard squeeze. "She showed me how."
"Jenny Reeves?" I stared at her. "She's beautiful." A lot of girls had a crush on Jenny, probably some of the adults too, since the girl was almost seventeen. She was tall and dark and really pretty in sort of an untouchable way, like a painting come to life. But she acted like it too.
"Yeah," Carol sighed. "She said I was her secret girlfriend. You can't tell anyone okay?"
"Okay," I nodded. "Wow! Jenny Reeves. That's pretty cool. I didn't think she really liked girls." I didn't think she liked anyone.
"That's what she says," Carol giggled and then her mouth was on my ear. "She licks me too."
"No way!" I stared at my sister.
"Yeah way! I swear!" Carol nodded seriously.
"Do you lick her?" I asked.
"Sometimes," Carol blushed. "I just sorta started though. She's still teaching me how."
"What's it like?"
"What, licking her? Or getting licked?"
"Both," I giggled.
"It's way nice," Carol smiled. "I cum a lot."
"What's that?"
"Cum? That's what Jenny calls it when it feels really, really good. Like when you shoot your sperm, that's cumming."
"Sounds kinda dumb," I laughed. "It's all going out."
"Yeah," Carol laughed too. "I don't know why she calls it that. She says everybody calls it that."
"Well, she would know I guess," I shrugged.
Jenny and her mom had moved into the town just a year before, when Jenny was already 16 and she knew a lot about a lot of stuff, but mostly she kept to herself. She didn't like Venice very much, she said it was boring and we were all just a bunch of little kids.
"Yeah," Carol nodded.
"Hey, I got a secret too," I said, rubbing my sister's slit a lot harder now. I even had my finger inside, but not too far, I didn't want to hurt her or anything.
"Oh yeah?" Carol rocked her hips and squeezed my penis. "Tell me."
"I will, but it's a serious one, okay?" I knew I shouldn't be saying anything, but Carol had told me a serious secret and I loved her and trusted her as much as anybody.
"Yeah. I won't tell anybody."
"Okay," I nodded. "Um, Becky is pregnant."
"What?"
"Shhhh…" I shushed Carol quickly. "We did it today, me and her. We're gonna get married and have a baby."
"That's so cool!" Carol grinned at me. "You guys did it huh? You put your cock in her and everything?"
"My penis?"
"Yeah, your cock, that's what Jenny calls it," Carol giggled.
"Uh yeah, I guess. We did it twice," I giggled too. "I mean, I never really took it out, it was hard for a long time even after I squirted the first time."
"That's awesome, Amanda!" Carol shook her head. "When are you guys gonna get married?"
"I don't know. I didn't tell Mom yet and Becky's mom wasn't home, so…"
"You should go tell her right now!" Carol whispered. "She'll be so happy!"
"Yeah, I hope so," I smiled. "But I promised Sonya I'd wait, cause she wants to talk to Becky's mom first."
"Well, I hope she doesn't wait too long," Carol said. "You think I can be a bride's maid?"
"Yeah, I guess so," I shrugged. "You can be the Best Girl if you want, I was gonna ask you."
"Really?" Carol's eyes went big and she let go of my penis, getting on top of me all of a sudden and hugging me so hard I thought she was gonna break something.
"Ufff-uhhh…" I gasped and I was sorta giggling too.
"Thanks Amanda! I'll be your Best Girl, yeah," she was smiling and she kissed me on the lips and then kissed me again and then I don't really know how or why, but she was pushing her tongue in my mouth and I was sucking on her tongue.
I was suddenly aware of my sister's bare naked body on mine, her hard nipples and firm breasts against my flat chest. And her long smooth legs were spread too, so Carol was straddling me and my penis was sticking straight up, rubbing her 15 year old pussy as she wriggled against me. It felt really good though and I was hugging her back and mostly all I could think about was kissing her.
I'd never thought of kissing my sisters before, but it wasn't bad. We were like best friends, except we were related, so we were supposed to love each other anyway. It didn't hurt or anything, in fact it felt even better than it had with Becky, but that was because Carol really knew how to kiss good. And she was moving her body around on mine and all I could do was move back against her.
"Ummm…there….uhhh…wait…the…ummm…" Carol was doing something, breathing hard and smiling at me in between kisses and then I felt her pussy, her little hole all hot and buttery, moving to find my penis.
"Wait…Carol…" I looked up at her. My sister had found it and the tip was in the right spot, as if by magic, and she was moving, rolling her nice round butt and rocking her hips, letting my rock hard penis split her swollen lips.
"What?" she looked at me. "Don't you want to?"
"Yeah, I do but…" I swallowed nervously. "I don't wanna hurt you. Becky was bleeding when we did it."
"It won't hurt," Carol smiled and kissed me. "Jenny already broke my hymen with her fingers a long time ago."
"What's a hymen…Ohhhh…" I moaned as Carol pushed herself down slowly, letting my penis slide gently inside her hot wet sex until she was sitting on me, with every inch of my penis inside her vagina. She was tight too, not as much as Becky, but still a lot better than a hand was.
"Uhhhh…mmm…Good…" Carol sighed. "I never did this before."
"What's that hymen thing?" I asked again, catching my breath.
"It's…I don't know!" Carol giggled. "Jenny said it's a cherry and when you have sex the first time it gets broke and there's some blood and it hurts."
"A cherry? Did it hurt you?" We were being still, but I could feel the insides of my sister's pussy trembling as it squeezed my penis.
"Yeah, a little," She shrugged. "But it went away after a day or two and after that it just felt better and better every time."
"Oh," I nodded.
"Let's make a baby now," Carol whispered, letting herself fall forward so that her boobs flattened to my chest and her mouth was inches from mine. "We'll make a baby for Mom and Marcia, okay?"
"You want to get pregnant?" I asked, taking Carol in my arms again and moving with her as she started grinding her tight sex against me.
"Well, yeah!" she giggled. "We sorta have to now, right? You gotta cum and I wanna feel it."
"Oh, well, sure," I giggled. "I just hope Mom doesn't get mad."
"Why would she get mad?" Carol kissed me, pressing her pussy down on my penis…my cock. "We're sisters! We should be doing this a lot, probably."
"Yeah," I kissed her back, pushing my tongue in her mouth this time. "You think Becky will be mad though?" That thought froze me.
"No, silly! She's gonna marry you, so she's my sister too!" Carol grinned at me and then we started having sex really hard, a lot harder than me and Becky had done it.
And Carol didn't feel hurt at all, so whatever Jenny had been doing with my sister, I guess it had worked pretty good. She was practically bouncing up and down on me and it was noisy. The springs under my bed were old and the headboard was banging on the wall. And Carol wasn't very quiet either, not like Becky had been.
"Ohhh…God! Amanda…God! Oh God…Amanda! I'm uhhh…I'm gonna cummmmmm…!" Carol was really loud and that made me cum too, although I didn't really know why. Carol was just so excited it made it really exciting for both of us, or something.
I was shooting my sperm way up in there, inside my sister's womb and it kind of hurt like it did sometimes, because my penis was sensitive, but getting a little less every time I thought. But Carol was riding me like I was a pony or something, shaking and rocking her hips and kissing my face. It must have felt really extra-good for her. And it wasn't bad for me either. I was holding my sister's butt in my hands, squeezing her and trying to hold her still while I was cumming.
"Oh my God!" I heard my mom's voice and the lights were turned on and I looked over at Mom, Marcia, Veronica, and Tricia all standing there staring at us.
"Hi Mom," I gasped. Carol couldn't really say anything, she was just panting for air and I could feel her whole body contracting around my penis.
"What are you guys doing?" Tricia asked me.
"Making a baby," I blinked and licked my lips. "For Mom and Marcia."
"Can I have one too?" Veronica looked at our mom. "Please?"
"Girls will be girls," Marcia laughed lightly and offered me a smile but Mom was giving me one of those looks like maybe Carol and I were in trouble.
"Ohhhmmmm…" Carol opened her eyes, blinking at the lights and then she was looking at the doorway too.
"This isn't funny," Mom decided, crossing her arms over her breasts. "When you two are done come into the living room…"
"A family meeting?" Tricia groaned. "Tonight?"
My penis was still hard and it gave a few week spasms inside my sister's pussy as Mom and Marcia left.
"That's so cool," Veronica shook her head. "I definitely want to be next."
"What's it feel like, Carol?" Tricia asked. She was walking closer, followed by Veronica, and she leaned over a little, her face disappearing as she bent down to take a good close look at my penis splitting Carol's swollen sex.
"It feels good," Carol giggled, wiggling her butt a little. "Like being filled up when you don't even know you're empty."
I giggled too and then I felt Tricia's fingers on my testicles, she was massaging them gently, giving them a little squeeze and that felt surprisingly good.
"I wish I was a girl like you, Amanda," my middle sister sighed.
"Why" Veronica laughed. "You don't even know what to do with what you already have!"
"I do too!" Tricia stood up, giving my oldest sister a dirty look. "And if I did have a penis, I wouldn't put it in you!"
Carol kissed me again, she felt warm and soft, like she was made out of cotton candy and her tongue moved lazily in my mouth.
"Yeah you would," Veronica laughed. "You'd be a total slut!"
"You don't even know what a slut is!" Tricia countered.
"So? Neither do you. But it isn't good, I know that much!" Veronica was rubbing Carol's back, sliding her fingers across mine as I squeezed my youngest older sister's butt.
"I better get up," Carol whispered.
"Yeah," I nodded. "Mom's waiting for us."
"How are you gonna get into college if you don't know what a slut is?" Tricia laughed.
"Oh, it's gonna come out," Veronica said, ignoring Tricia, and they both watched as Carol sort of rolled off me, my still hard penis sliding out of her pussy with a soft wet sound.
"It's big," Tricia giggled. "That was all the way up inside you?"
"Yeah," Carol nodded, laying down next to me. "It was all the way in my tummy, I think."
"Are you pregnant?" Veronica touched Carol's stomach, pressing down just a little.
"Don't push on it!" Tricia said. "God! They just made a baby! You want it to look like you?"
"Shut up," Veronica shook her head. "Maybe it'll be brain damaged like you."
"Better than being ugly," Tricia laughed.
"Don't say that stuff," Carol looked at our sisters and shook her head.
"What are you doing?" I was looking at Veronica and she was taking off the white denim shorts she was wearing.
"I told you I was next," she looked at me as she stepped out of them.
"But Mom's waiting for us," I said.
"So? How long does it take?" Veronica giggled.
"You can't get pregnant," Tricia said. "When was your period?"
"Like 3 weeks ago," Veronica was taking off her panties and I could see her sex all covered with thick blonde pubic hair.
"So you're gonna get your period any day now," Carol joined in.
"Tuesday," Veronica shrugged. "Probably."
"You can't get pregnant then," Tricia repeated, "Didn't Mom ever tell you how that stuff works? You gotta do it like halfway between periods or something."
"So? Let me get on the bed, Carol," Veronica was pulling at Carol's hand while I just lay there watching them.
"I'll just move over here," Carol giggled and moved across me, lying on her right side next to the wall.
"Are you sure it's okay?" I asked. "Mom looked kinda mad."
"She wasn't mad," Veronica laughed at me, climbing on my bed. "She throws stuff when she gets mad."
"Yeah…" I shrugged, cause that was sorta true.
"You're not gonna get pregnant," Tricia sat down at the foot of the bed, turning her head to watch us.
"What do you care?" Carol asked. "Maybe she just wants to practice."
"Practice is cool," I giggled.
I was still really hard, which was almost unbelievable considering I'd done it twice with Becky already, and now once with Carol. But I hadn't had a wet dream in like 3 weeks so maybe I had a lot of sperm too.
"What do I do?" Veronica asked.
Veronica was beautiful, like my other three sisters, like me I suppose. She was older too, a real woman, with wide hips and a narrow waist, generous boobs and lively green eyes. She was just wearing a t-shirt and I sorta wished she'd take it off too, but she didn't.
"Just do it like I did," Carol giggled. "Sorta get on top and put her cock inside you…"
"Why'd you call it a cock?" Tricia asked.
Veronica was moving to straddle me much as Carol had done.
"…and then just push down a little." Carol looked at Tricia. "Cause it is a cock, that's what some people call it."
"Like this?" Veronica was sort of moving her hips, kneeling with her legs spread outside of mine while I looked up at her.
"I can't see…" Carol was sort of trapped now between me and the wall.
"Here," Tricia made a sound of exasperation and then I felt her hand on my penis. "It's really hard. Stop moving, Veronica, Jesus, let me get it in there."
"Owww…Careful, Tricia…" I winced as she bent my penis the wrong way.
"What happened?" Veronica was looking down, trying to see.
"Sorrrrrry," Tricia sang softly. "If klutz would stop moving so much…there…do it…is it in? It looks in…"
"Ohhhh…yeah…it's in…" I felt Veronica's sex suddenly envelop my penis and she was like a furnace inside and unbelievable tight.
"Owwwie! Stop!" Veronica made a little groaning sound. "It hurts!"
"I'm not doing anything," I looked up at her innocently.
"It's all you, Vee!" Carol laughed. "You still got your hymen?"
"What's that?" Veronica looked at Carol.
"It's something…I don't know, like a little door or something. You gotta break it the first time," Carol shrugged.
"A little door?" Tricia laughed. "What are you talking about?"
"I guess I have one," Veronica shrugged. "Is that why it hurts?"
"It hurt Becky a lot too," I said, not really thinking about it.
"What?" Tricia jumped on that with a grin and I realized what I'd just admitted.
"You did it with Becky?" Veronica looked down at me.
"Yeah," I laughed nervously. "Umm, I wasn't sposed to tell."
"They're getting married," Carol was smiling. "I get to be the Best Girl."
"How come you?" Tricia asked.
"Cause she asked me to," Carol said a little smugly. "Maybe she just likes me more."
"No, I like both of you, come on," I frowned even though having my cock just sorta rubbing against Veronica was pretty awesome. I wasn't in her, but I could feel her all soft and hot and a little wet.
"That's great, Amanda," Veronica was smiling. "I remember when Judy and Vicky got married, remember that?" We all remembered that, it was only about a year before and it was the only wedding any of us had ever seen in person.
"Yeah," I smiled. "I want to have a nice one like that too."
"Are you guys gonna do it, or not?" Tricia asked, probably cause she was mad she wasn't going to be my Best Girl for the wedding.
"Yeah," Veronica nodded. "But it hurts. I wanna get used to it first."
"You're just a wimp," Tricia shook her head.
"She is not," Carol defended our oldest sister. "You don't know how it feels when that hymen thing gets broken."
"It can't hurt that much," Tricia stuck out her tongue.
"I bet it does," I said. "Its okay, Vee, you can do it anyway you want." I was rubbing her hips and thighs.
"Okay, I'll do it," Veronica licked her lips. "Trish, can you um…"
"Yeah yeah…I'll do it, but if you chicken out again, I'm telling everybody in town."
"I ain't gonna chicken out," Veronica made a face, lifting her hips and letting our sister guide the swollen head of me penis between the lips of Veronica's sex.
I was pretty excited by all of this, to tell the truth. I mean I was going to have another baby, with Carol, and maybe another one after that, with Veronica. Except Veronica was gonna get her period in a couple days, so maybe not. Mom hadn't really explained why timing was important to me, but I guess she had to Tricia and Veronica at least. Anyway, we could practice and then after my sister's period was done, make a baby then.
"Ummmm…" Veronica grimaced a little and hitched a sharp breath as my penis started going inside her. "Owww…Hssssssss…" She let the air out between her teeth and I was tense too, it felt like her pussy was peeling my penis like a banana, but that wasn't a good thought at all, so I tried to think of something else.
"Don't stop!" Carol said, "It's just barely in."
"There's…umm…something really hurts there," Veronica was pushing down, but not really hard at all and I could feel her hymen thing blocking my penis, just like Becky's had.
"I knew you'd chicken out," Tricia frowned and before anybody really knew what she was doing Trish got up on her knees and sort of hugged Veronica from behind and just pushed her down quickly.
"Ahhhhh!!!" Veronica screamed and so did I, actually, as all of a sudden Veronica's sex gave reluctant way and my hard penis speared about 6 inches inside her virgin pussy, which was all of it, of course.
"There," Tricia rolled her eyes and clapped her hands, like she was dusting them off.
"You butthead, that hurts!" Carol said, reaching out to touch Veronica and offer the girl some sympathy.
"It hurt me too. She's way tight inside there," I gasped. Thankfully Veronica wasn't moving at all, she just sat there, holding her breath, with little tears in her eyes. She was shaking too, trembling a little and even though she was almost 18 and my oldest sister, right then she looked more like a little girl to me.
"She was gonna chicken out," Tricia crossed her arms. "She's a big baby, that's all."
"Come here, lie down a little," I was whispering, pulling Veronica down so she could lay on my chest. She was heavy, but I barely noticed. She was crying and every movement probably hurt a lot. My penis was way up inside her and she was so tight I thought her pussy was just gonna pinch my penis off.
I held her and we didn't move at all. I rubbed Veronica's back and Carol stroked her hair and face, kissing our sister's wet flushed cheeks.
Tricia just sat there, knowing she'd made a mistake and unwilling to even admit it. I hoped that whenever she got her hymen broke it hurt a lot, even more than Veronica's did, but as soon as I thought that I regretted it. I just really wished Tricia didn't act so dumb all the time, like she had something to prove.
"Are you okay?" I asked Veronica softly.
"It really hurt," she sighed. "But it's getting better, Amanda."
"I'm sorry," I kissed her. "I didn't mean to…"
"I know," she kissed me too. "It's not your fault your penis is so big."
"Try this," I said. "Open your mouth a little…"
I spent about 10 minutes teaching Veronica everything I knew about tongue kissing, and really I could have taught her all that in 10 seconds, cause I didn't know very much at all. She liked it though and I think it helped a lot. She wasn't crying anymore anyway and Veronica was soon kissing me back, putting her tongue in my mouth too, exploring me eagerly.
I moved a little, just to see if it was okay, and Veronica winced and stiffened in my arms, but she actually pushed back, just a tiny bit and then we were doing it. Moving really slowly, more like grinding than anything else and it started to feel good for me, for Veronica too, I thought. But not really good for her, it still hurt.
"Let me kiss you now," Carol smiled and then she was kissing Veronica while I held my oldest sisters hips and worked my penis slowly back and forth.
Tricia was just watching us, but she must have been feeling bad. She moved closer and touched Veronica's back, rubbing her sister gently and finally apologizing.
"I'm sorry, Vee," Tricia said softly. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
"I know," Veronica was catching her breath after kissing Carol long and deep and I knew that must have been nice. Carol was a really good kisser and a second later Carol's mouth was on mine, giving me the same special treatment.
Tricia kissed Veronica's back and neck and then Veronica turned her head so my two oldest sisters could kiss on the lips. I watched them from the corner of my eye while I played my tongue against Carol's, glad that they were making up. I think that was helping Veronica relax too because it seemed like her vagina was softer now, still tighter than anything else in the world, but yielding a little easier and definitely getting a lot wetter than it was at first.
"Do you wanna lick me?" Carol asked me, breaking our kiss as Veronica sat up a little more. Tricia was taking off her t-shirt, exposing her braless tits, nice and pert, with bubblegum nipples that pointed up a little.
"I never did that," I breathed.
"It's easy," Carol giggled.
Carol moved awkwardly at the same time Trish was getting on her knees behind Veronica, straddling me the same way my oldest sister was, and then pressing her breasts against Veronica's back, sliding her body up and down. She slid her hands under Veronica's t-shirt, and up so she could cup Vee's tits in her hands, massaging them while Veronica turned her head so they could kiss.
"Do the tongue thing!" Veronica giggled, trying to show Trish what she'd just learned from me and Carol.
"Mmmm…" Tricia agreed, opening her mouth and accepting Veronica's tongue. They were both moving, Trish sliding her breasts up and down her sister's flushed skin and coaxing Veronica to move with her so that she was riding my penis slowly, letting it slide in and out of her just an inch, maybe two, but it was enough to feel really good for me.
"Here…" Carol had gotten above me, straddling my head and facing my other two sisters. Her pussy was right above my face, wet and smelling strong of sex, hers and mine. She was full of my sperm, I knew that, and it made me a little hesitant, but I was so hot right then I almost didn't care. Feeling Veronica's tight hot vagina wrapped around my cock, watching her and Tricia kissing, and now feeling almost smothered by my sisters, it was making me feel like everything was perfectly okay. Even licking my sister after I'd shot my stuff inside her.
She put her pussy right on my mouth and I didn't know what I was supposed to do, but Carol was happy to tell me.
"Use your tongue, Amanda…put it inside me…just like your cock, put it in…"
She was moaning as I did what she told me to, splitting her little ruby lips with my tongue and suddenly getting a big gob of our cum dripping into my mouth. It didn't taste bad, kind of strong like mmmm…salty lemon peels or something, kind of tangy and sweet all at the same time. I didn't have much choice but to swallow it anyway and that just seemed to make it better for Carol who was now kissing Veronica and then Trish, all three of my sister's trading back and forth while I licked and sexed them.
"So this is what's taking so long."
Our parents were back and we all sort of froze I think, except I couldn't really tell cause my face was trapped under Carol's pussy and butt. My nose was pushed right up to her little butthole and it smelled like Ivory Soap with just a little sweat.
"Well, don't just sit there, hurry up," Mom was saying.
"Come here…" I heard Marcia say and then the faint sounds of Carol's bed squeaking.
"You're gonna watch?" Tricia asked.
"Are you shy?" Marcia laughed.
"Uh, no," Tricia giggled and then we were all moving again.
"Mmmm…ohhh yeahhhh…" Carol was really grinding herself down on my mouth after a few minutes, and I think I'd gotten most of my sperm out of her, because now she was tasting more sweet and sour than anything else, more wet and less gooey, if you know what I mean.
Veronica was feeling better too, probably cause of all that kissing, and her pussy getting more used to being stretched by my penis. She was moving a little faster and so was I, my penis really feeling good, and I was jerking my hips, trying to push all the way into her tummy. I was gonna cum pretty soon and I almost didn't want to.
"Wha-What are….you doing…Mom…" Veronica asked in between gasps.
There was a muffled sound and then mom's voice was clearer. "Sixty-nine, dear…Ummmm…"
I almost giggled cause I had no idea what that meant. I couldn't see anything and I was hot and having a hard time even breathing under Carol's sex as she mashed her pussy down on my mouth. She was moving a lot and then she told us all that she was cumming.
"Ohhh Amandaaaaaah!" Carol was just as loud when I was licking her as she'd been when we'd been making a baby.
My mouth was suddenly filled with a little torrent of her juices too. Carol came a lot and it was really strong too. It made my mouth pucker like Tricia's lemonade and I swallowed as much as I could, but really my whole face was soaked and my neck too.
"Uhhhmm oh God…." Veronica was cumming too, except she didn't really know what it was, I didn't think. She was shaking and then bouncing on my penis like it had never hurt her at all. Her pussy felt like it was filled with burning butter, squeezing me with a bunch of little spasms that made me gasp and suck Carol's pussy even harder.
My penis jerked inside my sister fast, like 5 or 6 rapid spurts, some of them deep, some not so deep since she was still moving a lot. My penis almost hurt too, because it was suddenly too sensitive for all that moving, but there wasn't anything I could do about that. It made me cum a lot though, my testicles felt like somebody was squeezing them as they tried to push every last drop of sperm into my sister's womb. It was really good and different than the way Becky or Carol had felt.
It took a few minutes before we all settled down enough to move. We were all hot and sweaty and breathless, even Tricia although she hadn't cum or anything. Carol got off me first, moving slowly and I was rewarded with cool fresh air and I breathed deeply, licking my lips. My tongue felt thick and sore and I think my lips were a little bruised.
I looked over at Carol's bed and I saw my two moms side by side, each of them licking the other one's vagina. I'd never seen them have sex, never even imagined it, although I was sure they probably did it a lot. It was strange and kind of interesting. They were holding each other tight and moving their hips, making loud wet sucking noises.
Tricia got off me next and then helped Veronica who was moving very slowly, wincing with pain as my cock slipped out of her easily, going soft finally. There was a lot of blood too, well not a lot, but more than I'd seen with Becky. It was on my penis and down Veronica's thighs. I felt kind of bad about that and Veronica caught the look of guilty concern on my face and she smiled weakly.
"Its okay, Amanda. It felt really good at the end. It almost made it stop hurting." She touched her pussy gingerly, standing next to the bed and then sitting down finally. Her t-shirt was pulled up above her large breasts and her bra was all twisted and pulled down.
"Awww…You broke one of the straps," Veronica frowned at her bra.
"Sorry," Tricia said. She was sitting on my bed too, watching our moms make love. "You shoulda taken it off."
"You shoulda been careful," Veronica frowned.
"You licked me good," Carol was pulling me so I could sit up.
"Really?" I smiled at her.
"Yeah. I was cumming," Carol kissed me.
"I could tell," I giggled. "You tasted like Tricia's lemonade."
That made everyone laugh, except Trish, she just gave me a dirty look.
"Mmm…uhhh-huh…uh-uhhh…" Marcia stopped licking mom and she was moaning softly, thrusting her hips as Mom pushed a finger in her wife's butt. I'd never think of doing that in a hundred years, but I guess Marcia liked it. She was cumming, we could tell, and all four of us watched as mom sucked and swallowed Marcia's juices.
"Mmmm…I love your cunt," Mom said, and I blinked at that, maybe we all did, because it was a word I'd heard, but it was one of the really bad words that girls called each other when they were mad. I didn't really know what it meant.
"Did she say cunt?" Tricia asked and I nodded.
"I guess that's a pussy," Veronica shrugged.
"Yeah, it is," Carol giggled and we all looked at her.
"How do you know?" Trish asked.
I knew the reason, of course. Jenny must have told Carol and I wondered if there was anything Jenny didn't know about sex.
"I don't know," Carol shrugged, keeping her secret. "I just heard it someplace."
"If somebody called me a cunt I'd slap her," Veronica said.
"Mom didn't call Marcia a cunt," I told my oldest sister. "She said she loved her cunt."
"Yeah, but still…" Veronica shrugged.
"Whew…" Mom was sitting up and Marcia just stayed lying down, smiling happily at us.
"Are we gonna talk now, Mom?" I asked her.
"I'm bleeding, Mom," Veronica said
"Amanda's getting married, Mom!" Tricia just had to say it.
"I'm gonna be the Best Girl, Mom!" Carol had to make sure Mom knew that, of course.
"Slow, down, wait…let me catch my breath…" Mom was sorta out of breath and her face was shiny with Marcia's cum.
"Come here, Veronica," Marcia said lazily, lifting a hand. "Let me see, baby."
Veronica got up slowly and walked gingerly the dozen feet or so to Carol's bed. We watched as our moms looked at Veronica's pussy, touching her gently and talking softly.
"She's not a baby anymore," Mom sighed.
"I'll give her a bath," Marcia nodded. "A nice warm bath, that'll help."
"Will I be okay?" Veronica asked.
"Oh yeah, you'll be fine. Just don't try and make any more babies for awhile, okay?" Marcia smiled and then she was sitting up, leading Veronica to the bathroom. "Did it feel good?"
"Sorta…but it hurt a lot…" Veronica was saying as she disappeared through the open door.
"Okay, first things first," Mom said and it was kind of weird seeing her sitting there naked, facing her three youngest daughters who were also mostly sorta naked.
"It's okay to love each other, alright? I'm not mad, I just wish…well, I wish we'd talked about this a little more," Mom pursed her lips a little. "But you can't really talk about it, okay?"
"What do you mean, Mom?" Tricia asked.
"I mean it's a private thing, just between us. A family thing," Mom smiled a little. "I know there's a lot of women in Venice who love their little girls, and a lot of girls who love their sisters, just like you guys do, but it's not polite to talk about it, okay?"
"Okay Mom…yeah…okay…" we all answered.
"This is our town, our special town, and we have our own rules," Mom said.
"Rules?" Carol tilted her head. "Like not stealing stuff?"
"Uhhh yeah, sort of." Mom nodded. "But different than that. We live here because we want to be free, we don't want to be worried about what people think. Like where we used to live, in Chicago, Marcia and I couldn't be married. It was against the law there."
"Why?" I asked. That sounded pretty dumb to me.
"I don't know, but it wasn't just Chicago, everyplace is like that. So we wanted to live in a place where we could be married, see?" We all nodded and mom went on. "It's the same with incest…"
"What's incest?" Carol asked.
"…we wanted to, oh. Incest is when sisters love each other, the way you guys did tonight. Or sometimes a mom might love her daughter that way too. It's when people who are related have sex…"
"What's wrong with that?" Tricia frowned. "Who else would we have sex with?"
Mom laughed. "Uh, well, with someone you love, but the point is that incest is illegal in most places…"
"Except here?" I interrupted.
"…right, except here in Venice. The women here decided a long time ago that so long as nobody got hurt, it was okay to express our feelings the way we want to."
"That makes sense," Carol shrugged.
"Yeah, it makes a lot of sense," Mom nodded. "Now there are some women here, some families that don't really like stuff like incest. But they won't say anything because they know its part of what makes Venice special. The same way some people don't really like boys…"
"But we don't have any boys here," Tricia said.
"Well, no we don't," Mom nodded. "But, well, we do have one girl, one very special girl, who has a penis." Mom was looking at me.
"You mean me," I swallowed nervously.
"That's right, dear. Some of the women here just don't like that. They don't trust anyone with a penis and testicles and well, we have to be sort of careful about what we say and do, okay?"
"I don't understand," I looked at my mom. "You mean people don't like me?"
"No dear everyone likes you just fine, it's just that they have a hard time getting their little brains around the fact that you're a girl and not a boy."
"Amanda's a boy!" Tricia laughed and I gave her a little elbow.
"Shut up," I said to her under my breath.
"But Becky's pregnant," Carol said. "They're gonna get married."
Mom sighed. "I know, I already talked with Becky's mom. We have to do a lot more talking and there's going to be a meeting tomorrow. See, some of the women, just a couple, are saying that this is what they were afraid of. That Amanda couldn't control herself or some nonsense."
"I love her, Mom," I said defensively.
"I know, sweetheart," Mom nodded. "I know you do, and Becky's mom knows it too."
"We just figured it was okay." I thought I was gonna cry maybe and I didn't want to. "Nobody ever said we couldn't."
"Oh, Amanda, come here…" Mom spread her arms and I almost ran over to her, needing a hug really badly. "It's okay, it's my fault, alright? And Marcia's and Nancy's, all of us, we should have talked to you girls more than we did."
"I'm sorry, Mom." I was pressing myself against her, hugging her tight as my eyes filled with tears.
People didn't like me, they were scared of me. Becky's mom was mad at me maybe. I was confused and it hurt. And I wasn't a boy at all, I just had a penis, that's all, and if I could make a baby with Becky, or with my sisters, what was wrong with that? We loved each other. People who were in love were supposed to have babies.
"Shhh…" Mom was rocking me and stroking my hair. "It'll be okay, you'll see. You have a lot of friends, a lot of people who love you. There will be some people at the meeting who won't want us to stay, but not very many, and it'll be okay. We belong here, this is our town too, right?"
"Are they gonna make us leave?" Carol asked.
"That sucks," Tricia said.
"Just a few people want that, the girls who think every bad thing that ever happened was because of a boy. But most of us know better than that. And besides…" Mom pushed me away from her, gripping my shoulders so she could look at my face, "…nothing bad happened today, did it?"
"N-No…" I whispered.
"Of course not," Mom kissed me. "You and Becky just grew up a little faster than we expected, that's all, and we just have to understand that."
"I, um…" I swallowed thickly, wanting to confess everything.
"What is it, Amanda?" Mom asked.
"I…sometimes after school, Ms. Peterson she uh…she licks me…down there…" I glanced down, horrified to see my penis was hard again. I hadn't even realized it and I especially hadn't been thinking of sex or anything.
Mom pretended not to notice. "Uh, I see…Ms. Peterson, she sucks your penis? Until you cum?"
"Uh-huh," I nodded, my face turning red. "She swallows it."
"Well, I'll have to…" she caught the look on my face. I didn't want to get Ms. Peterson in trouble. "Does it feel good?" Mom asked me instead.
"Y-Yeah," I nodded.
"She doesn't force you or anything? Like she didn't say she'd give you bad grades if you didn't let her…"
"What? No!" I was shocked that mom would ever think that. Ms. Peterson was really nice.
"Well, then…" Mom took a deep breath. "I guess its okay then."
"Really?" I stared at her.
"Yeah," Mom laughed and hugged me again. "Just don't make a baby with her, okay?"
"I won't, Mom!" I agreed happily, hugging her back. I didn't love Ms. Peterson like that, just Becky and my sisters.
"And you guys leave Veronica alone for awhile, she's going to be kind of sore for awhile. It hurts some girls a lot the first time." Mom looked at all of us. "Sometimes it doesn't. Trish, are you still a virgin?"
Tricia shrugged. "I guess so. Um…I never did it with anybody. Do I have one of those hymen things?"
"Yeah, Mom, what's a hymen anyway?" I asked.
Mom was getting up. "Spread your legs, take off your panties…you got a little wet, huh?" Mom smiled at the damp spot on Tricia's baby blue underwear.
"Are you gonna break it, Mom?" Trish asked, pulling down her panties. "If I got one?"
"No, I just want to see." Mom knelt down on the floor, putting her fingers between Tricia's thighs. "You have a pretty pussy. You all do…let's see…"
"Umm…" Tricia jerked suddenly. "I felt that."
"That's your hymen," Mom nodded and me and Carol got down next to her so we could see it too. "Its just a little bit of skin that covers the vagina, see? It's kinda deep in Trish, most girls have it really close up front."
"What's it for?" I asked. It didn't really look like much, sort of a little pinkish flap really, almost like it was see through, about an inch inside her maybe, if even that far, just on the other side of something else. "And what's that thing?"
"Okay," Mom took a deep breath. "Let's see, this is Trish's urethra, where her pee comes out, okay?" Mom tickled it with her finger. "These are the inner lips, the really small ones, the little labia. And out here are the big lips, well not really big, but bigger," Mom grinned. "Those are called labia too. And this is her clit…it's hiding…"
Mom was rubbing a little knot of flesh at the top of Tricia's sex. She even kissed it a little, licking it with her tongue. "Come on baby…that's it…"
"It looks like a little penis!" I giggled.
"Yeah, that's what it is sort of, except it doesn't really do anything except feel good." Mom stroked it and it wasn't very big at all, but it was hard like my penis. "How's that feel, Trish?"
"Ohhh…" Trish just nodded and wriggled her hips a little.
"See?" Mom chuckled. "Just don't ever bite it or anything, be nice to it. The hymen, that doesn't do anything and nobody knows why women have them, except maybe God really is a man and he wanted to prove it."
"God's a man?" Carol giggled.
"Who knows?" Mom shrugged. "God might be a huge tomato for all we know." That made us laugh nervously because we thought maybe God would get mad being called a tomato. "Anyway, there it is…maybe you should let Amanda break it for you," Mom said to Trish.
"Uh…" my sister looked at our mom and then leaned forward a little, looking down at my hard penis. "I don't want to."
"She's scared," Carol laughed and then shut up quick when mom looked at her.
"It's okay not to want to and it's okay to be scared too. Nobody can ever make someone do something they don't want to, understand me? Not in this house. If Trish doesn't want to do it, that's her decision, not yours or mine or anybody's. Do you girls understand me?"
"Yeah, Mom. Sorry," Carol said softly and I nodded too.
"Maybe, um…I'll think about it for a little bit," Tricia said.
"You can think about it as long as you want, dear," Mom hugged her. "And if you decide you want someone else to do it, that's fine too."
"Okay," Tricia nodded.
"Now I'm going to go check on Veronica," Mom stood up. "You girls play nice."
"Sure, Mom…okay…yeah, Mom…" we all nodded.
"Hey, you wanna do that 69 thing with me?" Carol grinned at me.
"Aww…I wanted to do that…" Tricia frowned.
"Nice, I said…" Mom paused at the door, staring at us. "You can all do it, just make a daisy chain."
"What's a daisy chain?" I looked at her.
"You girls are smart enough," Mom giggled and shook her head. "Just figure it out."