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Patrick Leary was very unhappy about his current situation. He had just moved from Chicago to Los Angeles. He'd lost all his friends and he didn't like it at all. He didn't have anyone to talk to or anyone to play with. He didn't know where anything was and he was a little afraid of getting lost. It seemed that the only thing left for him was stay home and watch television. The television stations were different, he couldn't even find the programs he wanted to watch.
Sean Leary had a job as a script writer that paid almost twice as much as his newspaper job he had in Chicago. He knew the dislocation this would cause for a twelve year old boy but this was an opportunity he couldn't pass up. His wife Robin agreed with him.
They tried to make things easier for Pat but so far they hadn't been very successful. They took Pat to Disneyland and Knotts Berry Farm, but that only took a couple of days. The adults couldn't spend all their time entertaining him and he was left on his own a good bit of the time. He spent most of the time watching TV.
Pat had known the kids in his sixth grade class since he started school. He had always had John and Harry to talk to and play with. They came home from school together and went to each other's houses every day. They even pissed together standing around the toilet in whoever's house they were at. All of their pricks had just started to grow and they measured them when they were hard at least once a week to see how much they had grown. The three of them talked about girls and what you could do with them.
Each of their fathers had gotten them a book on sex and they all read the books together. They sneaked into the adults section of the library and read some more books on sex so they had a good idea what it was all about. They also got hold of copies of Penthouse and looked at the pictures in secret. Now he had no one to talk to and no one to do those things with. He missed them a lot.
He missed another person too. He had known Sally a long time too, but in the last year it had been different. On the days that he didn't go home from school with John and Harry he would walk home with Sally. She had held his hand one time and it felt good to him. It embarrassed him but he held hands with her when they walked home together ever since. Last month they had taken a walk in the park and he had kissed her and that was different from any kiss he'd ever had before. He would miss Sally even more than he missed John and Harry. He couldn't understand that because he spent much more time with the boys than he ever spent with her.
The move had taken place in August and he couldn't even find any kids on their block. Pat later found out that there were several, one boy his age lived in the big house next door, but they were either at summer camp or with their folks on vacation. From the size of the house next door they must be rich and the kid probably wouldn't be interested in doing things with him anyway.
CHAPTER ONE
School started the beginning of September and his mother drove him to school that morning. He still hadn't met any kids, not even the ones that lived on the same block he did although the real estate agent had said some lived there. He was starting in junior high school and it seemed to him that all the kids there were meeting old friends. Everyone else knew lots of other kids and he was left out of everything.
Going home, another boy from his class got off the school bus with him and Pat found out that this was the boy that lived next door to him. Pat didn't even know his name. David Cohen was very talkative and he introduced himself to Pat and invited Pat to his house for a snack. Pat wasn't sure he liked David or that he wanted to get friendly so soon and declined the invitation. He went into his house and was sorry he hadn't accepted.
When he got into the house he found his refusal was only temporary. Robin had gotten together with Sylvia, David's mother, that day. She found out the family just got back from Hawaii the day before. Sylvia had immediately arranged with Robin for David to take Pat around the neighborhood and show him where things were.
Pat didn't like the idea of his mother making plans for him, after all he was almost thirteen years old, but there was nothing he could do about it now. David knocked on the door a half hour later and the two boys went out to explore. David was loud and pushy. Pat didn't like that very much but had to go along with the deal. He couldn't avoid David since he lived next door.
David showed Pat the neighborhood. Where the McDonalds and the Seven Eleven were is important information to a twelve year old boy. David took him into the Seven Eleven and bought slurpies for both of them. Pat was startled when David paid with a twenty dollar bill, he'd gone on errands with a twenty dollar bill but he'd never seen a kid with one of his own before. The Cohens must be real rich for David to have a twenty dollar bill.
David guided him to the playground where they had a basketball setup and the park where the kids played softball. At the park David took him behind some bushes where the older boys took their girl friends. He searched around a little while then pointed out some rolled up bits of rubber. David told him they were used condoms. He was getting used to David's extrovert personality when David startled him by asking a very personal question.
"How big is your prick? Mine's three inches long when it's hard."
Pat blushed at this almost stranger asking a question like that. His initial reaction was not to answer but David gave out the information about the size of his own prick so he guessed he could tell David how big his was. Pat hadn't measured his prick since the last time he'd done it with Harry and John. He knew it was bigger now because that was over a month ago.
"Uh, the last time I measured it was three inches too, but it's grown some since then. I guess it's about a quarter inch bigger now."
"Gee, I measure mine every day. I can't wait till it gets bigger. Do you shoot cum yet? I started about six months ago."
Again Pat didn't want to tell this to an almost stranger but he couldn't see a way out without seeming to be stuck up. The only ones he ever discussed this with had been John and Harry.
"Uh, well, I guess I started about the same time."
"How often do you jerk off? I do it at least twice a day. Some days I do it four or five times."
Pat always jerked off, or masturbated as the books he'd read put it, more than twice a day. He knew that it was normal for a boy to do that from the books but he thought he did it too often. He promised himself each time that he wasn't going to do it as often but that only lasted until the next time his prick got hard. Now what was he going to tell this busybody.
"Uh, I guess I do it about that often too."
David was reading his mind.
"Yeh, I think I do it too often and I tell myself that I won't do it so much any more, but it doesn't do me any good. It just feels too good to stop."
"I read in a book that all boys do it, and it's natural to do it, so I don't worry too much."
Pat was getting a little more comfortable with the conversation they were having. Maybe he could get to be good friends with David, they did think the same way about some things. David continued the inquisition.
"Have you ever seen a naked girl?"
"Only pictures in Penthouse."
"I have a fourteen year old sister, Sarah. You'll meet her. A couple times she didn't close the bathroom door and I saw her taking a shower. It wasn't very clear through the shower stall glass but my prick got hard and I had to jerk off. I'd like to get to see more of her."
"Gee, I guess I'd jerk off if that happened to me too. The only girl I ever saw naked was a year old. I wonder what it looks like inside that slit girls have."
"I have some pictures at home I can show you. Some of them are medical pictures but some of them are from dirty magazines and the women are holding their cunt open so you can see everything they have inside. I wish my sister would let me see her do something like that, I'd probably shoot off just looking at her."
"Wow! I'd like to see those pictures. In Chicago I sneaked into the adult section of the library and I saw some medical pictures there but I've never seen those other kind."
David showed some hesitancy. He looked at Pat and started to say something. He looked at Pat again.
"Uh, if I tell you a secret, do you promise not to tell anyone?"
"I don't know anyone and I wouldn't anyway."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"I'm trying to get my sister to let me see more."
"How are you doing that? There's no way you can ask her."
"I wish I had the nerve. I left the bathroom door open when I took a piss and she peeked in. I always leave the bathroom door open now and she peeks almost every time. Maybe she'll leave the door open for me."
"Gee, I'd drop through the floor if a girl saw me pissing."
"I had trouble at first but now I sort of like to let her see me. When she peeks it gives me a hard on and I close the door and jerk off as soon as she goes away."
Pat thought over this information when they arrived back home. He wasn't sure he liked David, but it seemed that David knew more about girls than he did, and David had those pictures that he wanted to see. When David invited him in it was still a couple hours to dinner and Pat accepted.
Sylvia Cohen made a fuss over Pat and insisted that the two boys take some milk and a platter of cookies to David's room. Her philosophy was that growing boys needed nourishment. If they weren't eating they should be. Pat didn't meet Sarah and he wanted to. He wondered what the girl who spied on her brother while he was pissing looked like.
They went to David's bedroom and David locked the door. David had a desk and a complete PC setup. He unlocked the desk and took out the pictures. Pat had seen similar medical pictures but the other pictures were something else. His prick got hard and David's pants were pushed out in the front too. He was disappointed with the pictures. They weren't all that good. He could see some pink but he couldn't make out the details as well as he'd like to.
They went through all of the pictures several times. Pat had to piss and he wanted to jerk off. He asked David where the bathroom was and he was rather annoyed when David accompanied him.
David came in with Pat, closed the door, and pulled out his prick. Pat had done this with Harry and John, but he hardly knew David. He wanted to jerk off and he couldn't do that with David there. David had a hard on too and it was a little smaller than his. David's piss started to flow and Pat reluctantly joined him.
David milked out the last drops of piss and he got hard again. Pat's prick was hard too. David got a ruler out, measured his prick and handed the ruler to Pat. Pat measured his prick and found it had grown a full half inch to three and a half inches long.
David looked at Pat with a quizzical expression, shrugged, spit on his hand, and pumped it up and down his hard prick.
"I have to jerk off after I look at those pictures or my prick won't go down. My balls will start to ache if I don't jerk off. Don't you want to jerk off too?"
Pat didn't know how to handle this. He wanted to jerk off but he'd never done it in front of anyone, not even in front of Harry and John, although they had talked about it. He didn't think he could do it while David was watching. He still had his prick in his hand and as soon as he saw what David was doing it got hard as a rock. If David could let him watch while he jerked off there was no reason he couldn't jerk off while David watched. He blushed, spit on his hand, and he followed David's lead.
Pat watched David pump his hand up and down his prick and found he was pumping on his own prick with the same rhythm. He noticed David was watching him just as closely as he was watching David. Both boys were very young and the nerves in their pricks were very sensitive. Watching someone else jerk off was exciting and they didn't take long.
Both boys aimed their pricks at the hopper as the cum spurted out. Pat didn't know if he liked what was going on but had to admit it was exciting jerking off with another boy. He felt he shouldn't but expected that he would do it again if David set the pace.
David led the way back to his bedroom and locked the door again. David had a real neat PC setup with all sorts of hardware and software. He showed Pat how to set it up for playing games. They played some games and David beat Pat badly at first. Soon Pat caught on to how to manipulate the joy sticks and anticipate what was coming next and was doing as well as David.
They played some games and David showed Pat some of the other features on his PC. Pat wished he had a set up like this. He didn't have a PC and he'd really like to have one, maybe he could convince his father that it would help him with his school work. David had a modem so he could pick files up from bulletin boards and other PC users. David looked at Pat speculatively again.
"You won't tell anyone about this."
"No."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"I have something even better than those pictures I showed you."
"What do you mean?"
"The people that I talk to through the modem didn't know my age and I don't tell them. That way they didn't treat me like a kid. I down-loaded some graphics one day, they were pictures of men and women doing things to each other. They're really something. Do you want to see them?"
That was a very foolish question to ask a twelve year old. Of course Pat wanted to see them. David did some things with his utilities.
"I keep these files hidden so you can't call them up by accident."
A picture started to form on the monitor. It slowly got clearer and Pat could see that it was a naked man and woman. The man was lying on has back and the woman was straddling him. The man's prick was in the woman's cunt. Pat knew he was fucking her. You could see part of the man's prick but the rest of it was hidden. It had only been a few minutes since he'd jerked off but Pat's prick got hard again.
David took that graphic off the monitor and called up another. In this one a man sat on a couch and a woman knelt in front of him and she had the man's prick in her mouth. David unzipped his pants and pulled out his prick. He put a box of kleenex on the desk, spit on his hand, and started to jerk off again.
"I jerk off every time I see that one. I wonder what it feels like to have your cock sucked."
Pat couldn't help himself he pulled out his prick and jerked off too. He also wondered what it felt like to have your cock sucked. David grabbed a handful of kleenex and held it over the head of his prick while his hips jerked and he shot off. Pat did the same thing a moment later. Pat looked at the time, he was almost late and had to get home. He'd see David tomorrow morning on the school bus. They couldn't look at the graphics tomorrow afternoon because David took piano lessons but the day after they could look at some more of graphics. David told him some things they showed people doing and Pat hardly believed people did them.
Pat didn't know if he liked David. He'd done things with David that he'd never done with John and Harry but he liked them more. Maybe he would get to like David more. Maybe they'd be best friends.
Pat just got home in time for dinner. Robin scolded him mildly for his tardiness. She questioned him about his afternoon with David. Was he a nice boy? Did he show Pat around the neighborhood? What did they do? Did the Cohens have a nice house? And on, and on.
Robin always cross examined Pat about his days but not to this extent. Pat didn't have the vocabulary to cover David's extrovert personality. The house next door was big. They had four complete bathrooms on the second floor and a washroom down stairs.
Pat now knew where the park, playground, Seven Eleven, and McDonalds were. They were the most important things for a twelve year old to know, both for his own convenience and for the convenience of being able to run an errand for his mother.
Pat wasn't about to tell his mother that they'd looked at dirty pictures, measured their pricks, and jerked off together two times. When he got to the part about David's PC he was very enthusiastic.
"Gee, he has a real neat set up. I'd like to have one like that."
The Learys had dinner and went in to watch TV. It was the first day of school and none of the teachers had given any homework but Pat was a good student, he went to his room to look through the textbooks that been given. He wanted to compare them to his school books from Chicago. He was pleased that they were just about the same level. He should have no trouble.
The math book was a little strange to him but it was first year of geometry so that might explain it. He went over the first part of the book several times and it started to make sense.
To Pat's disgust, his parents insisted that he be in bed with his lights out by nine o'clock. No matter how much he explained and how many examples he gave them his parents wouldn't let him stay up later. He had to have his lights out by nine. For the first time in his life, he was glad of this and he would have them out by nine every night from then on.
He turned his lights out and lay in bed wondering whether he should jerk off. He brought those pictures back to examine them in his minds eye. He got to the one where the woman had the man's prick in her mouth and decided that he would jerk off when a light came in his window. He went over to see where it was coming from.
It was the window directly opposite him. It was a big bedroom like David's and it had a PC too. It was all pink and frilly so it had to be a girl's room. It must be David's sister Sarah's room. He waited and watched.
There was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She had long blond hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a designer jeans that stretched over her bottom and was pulled real tight between her legs. She had a tank top on that showed off her tits. They were the biggest tits he had ever seen. He was paralyzed at the sight of her. Pat's mouth dropped open and he just stood there at the window, held his hard prick, and watched.
Sarah sat down a dresser. She pushed her chest out so that her tits looked even bigger. Pat saw the outlines of her nipples. Sarah put her hands under her tits and pushed them up higher. Oh, wow! Pat hoped Sarah wouldn't close the window blinds before she got undressed. He'd used glasses to look in windows but never had this much luck.
He watched Sarah preen and massaged the drops of pre cum that oozed out of his prick around its head. He'd pump his fist up and down his prick right away but maybe Sarah was going to get undressed. It would be a lot more exciting seeing her naked when he jerked off. He gently massaged the head of his prick and waited.
Sarah got up from the dresser and pulled the tank top off over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra! Pat was seeing his first live bare tits! His hand started to pump but he stopped and let go his prick. Maybe she would take her jeans off too. He didn't want to shoot off too soon. He knew it would feel even better if Sarah let him see more before he jerked off.
Sarah unbuckled her belt and pushed her jeans down over her hips. She had to wiggle to get them off and Pat had never seen anything so sexy. She sheer panties and Pat could see the blond bush between her legs. He held on to his throbbing prick. He waited for her to pull down her panties. He wished he had his field glasses but they were in his closet and he was afraid that if he went to get them Sarah would see the motion.
He stayed and watched. Sarah turned toward the window and looked right at where he was standing. He held his breath and hoped she didn't see him. She stood there for a moment and massaged her tits then, much to his disappointment, Sarah went into the closet. She came out wearing baby doll pajamas. Wow! That wasn't the same as seeing her naked but it sure was second best. He could make out her whole figure when she walked between the window and the lamp. Pat's hand pumped on his prick. Sarah fondled her tits again then she rubbed her hand between her legs.
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Pat shot his load of cum into his hand. He looked at it and licked it off his hand. He'd been doing that for the last month or two now. He'd wanted to do it a lot sooner but it had taken him quite a while and many false starts before he tasted his cum the first time. Now he liked it and was sorry that he'd wasted so much time.
Sarah turned off her lamp. Pat got into bed and fingered his limp prick. He fell asleep wondering if Sarah would give this show for him every night and if she would take her panties off where he could see her. It was curious that David was showing his prick to her and she wouldn't let him see her, while she was showing herself to Pat who was nowhere near ready to let her see him.
CHAPTER TWO
Shirley Wollenski joined Pat and David at the school bus stop next morning. She was a nice looking girl their own age. She'd started to grow tits and would think of them now and then and stick her chest out. Pat thought she was cute, a little like Sally. Shirley avoided David as if she didn't like him. He understood why when David asked her if he could feel her tits. Pat blushed beet red and made himself as small as he could. If David were going to talk like that he didn't want to be near him either.
When he got home he found Robin had been organizing life for him again. She told him that Shirley's mother, a divorcee, would like Pat to do odd jobs around their house. She would pay three dollars an hour. As soon as he finished his snack he should go see her and tell her if he wanted to do it.
It always annoyed Pat when his mother made plans for him but she did it no matter how many times he complained. This sounded good, however, and he couldn't gripe too much. He would have more pocket money than he'd ever had before. Maybe he could save enough money to buy a PC with a modem like David's.
It would give him a chance to get to know Shirley better too. She seemed to be a pretty nice girl and he'd like to talk to her without David around. Maybe he could be friends with her like he'd been with Sally. He went over to the Wollenski house, Shirley met him at the door, and introduced him to her mother.
She said she was glad he moved in. She was going to ask David if he wanted the job, but she really didn't like him. He was too loud and he talked too much.
She told him her name was a mouthful, he should call her Anne. Most of the odd jobs had to do with the lawn and he could do them on the weekend. She usually had some chores for him on Wednesdays. If she wanted him she would have Shirley tell him. The chores could usually wait till he was ready to do them.
David called as soon as Pat got home and asked him over to play some computer games. Pat hoped that he would show him some more of the graphics too. His mother said okay but he should be back home in time for supper. Pat didn't need the warning but assured her that he would be there.
He went next door and Sarah opened the door when he rang. Pat thought about last night and he blushed but Sarah didn't seem to notice. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. If she wasn't so old he would like to have her for his girl friend. He knew that she wouldn't pay any attention to a kid like him. He was surprised when she took his hand and led him into the house. Her hand felt real warm in his. He got a hard on and blushed again.
"Oh, you're Pat, the new boy next door. David told me about you."
"Yeh, you must be Sarah, David's sister."
"I hope you're a good influence on him, he needs some civilizing."
"He was nice to me yesterday and showed me around the neighborhood. He played computer games with me too."
"Yeh, I know about some of those games. You have to be careful with him. You never know what he's going to show you."
Sarah grinned when she said that. Did Sarah know about David's graphics? She had a PC in her bedroom so she knew how to operate one. Had she discovered David's hidden files and looked at them? She acted like she had. The way she said the last sentence with her head cocked to one side sounded like she knew David had told him about leaving the bathroom door open too. Was she trying to warn him that David talked too much? He knew that already.
She smiled at him again and pointed him upstairs to David's room. He knocked on the door and David let him in. They played some games and talked. Pat wanted to see some more graphics. David didn't suggest it. Pat knew that David would want to jerk off together if they did look at them. He didn't want to jerk off with David so he didn't bring up the subject. As he was leaving the conversation took an interesting turn.
"You know, your bedroom is opposite Sarah's."
"How do you know?"
"She said she saw you doing your homework last night before you went to bed."
Pat blushed and decided what David didn't know wouldn't hurt him. He was usually rather open but he thought this was the time to put David off the trail. The last thing in the world he wanted David to know was that he saw his sister undress.
"Gee, I hope I closed the blind before I got undressed. I'll have to be careful from now on."
"Gosh, I'd make sure the blind was open. I might even jerk off if I knew she was watching."
"I couldn't do anything like that. I'd be too embarrassed."
"You're chicken. If you did she might let you see her finger fuck herself. Would I like to watch that. Uh, Pat, after we know each other for a while you can invite me to sleep over and I might get a chance to see her get undressed. Wow! How soon do you think it would take till our parents thought we were good enough friends?"
Pat didn't know if he really wanted David to sleep over at his house. For sure he didn't want David to know that he watched Sarah get undressed at night. He was very evasive and said that he never had anyone sleep over before. He didn't know but they'd see what happened.
Sarah had known that he was in that room last night when she undressed! She just must have forgotten to close the blinds. He hoped she forgot again tonight.
Sean got home and they had dinner with a cross examination about what he learned in school. Pat discussed history and social studies with his father. His father had been a reporter for a long time and knew a lot about things that were happening. What's more he didn't talk down to his son and would make comments about the subject material in Pat's courses. Pat got real good marks sometimes because of the things he learned from his father at these dinner table discussions.
After dinner Pat went to do his homework. He'd been right about the geometry, it wasn't hard it was just different. He sort of liked the subject. It was real neat the way you worked the problems out one step at a time in an orderly manner. He thought he could get "A"s straight through in math this year. He liked to get "A"s. It made his mother and father proud of him. He wanted to be a scientist and he could get into a good school like MIT if he got good enough marks.
Pat made sure he completed his homework by a quarter to nine. He wanted to see what Sarah would do tonight, and he didn't want to remind Sarah that this was his room. He hoped she didn't pull down the shade again.
He got undressed with his lights off, got out his field glasses out of the closet, and at nine he was waiting by the window. He didn't have to wait very long. Shortly after nine the lights went on in the bedroom across the way. Sarah came into the room and started the same routine she had gone through the night before.
She sat at the dressing table and preened. Then she did something totally different. Sarah got up, took off her top, and sat back down at the dresser. She held her tits up with her hands the rubbed her fingers over the nipples. Pat had his glasses trained on her and could see the nipples got hard and the pink area around it got crinkly. His prick throbbed in his pajama pants. It was almost as if she was putting on a show for him. He wanted to jerk off but he didn't want to put down the glasses.
Sarah stopped and looked over her shoulder. She was looking right at him. If his lights were on she would have seen him standing there and watching. He knew she couldn't see him so how did she know he was there. She picked up a lipstick and Pat wondered what she was going to do. Sarah looked over her shoulder again and Pat was glad that his light was out. She made some marks on the mirror with her lipstick. Pat turned his glasses to see what she was drawing. He almost fell through the floor.
I THINK YOU'RE CUTE
She looked over her shoulder another time and grinned. Sarah knew he was watching. Was she doing the same thing with him David was doing with her? Was she letting him see her so that he would let her see him without any clothes on? He was sure he couldn't do anything like that. Pat just kept his glasses trained on her.
Sarah got up again and faced the window and she stood facing him and wiggled out of her jeans. She pulled her panties a little way down and stopped. He didn't have to guess what she wanted. Sarah put one hand behind her bottom and stuck a finger out between her legs.
She turned out the light in her room and came toward the window. She stood and waited. There was no doubt in Pat's mind, she would let him see more of her if he let her see him.
Pat wanted to get into bed and pull the covers over his head but he wanted to see her without panties even more than that. The only way that would happen was if he let her see him without any clothes on. It took a lot of nerve but he turned on the light in his bedroom and took off his pajama tops. Sarah turned the light back on and stood there waiting. She did the thing with her finger coming out between her legs again.
Before Sarah would show him her cunt he had to show her his prick. Well he wanted to see her cunt, he'd just have to let Sarah see his prick. Pat turned away with his last vestiges of modesty. He dropped his pajama bottoms then turned back again blushing, and waited to see what Sarah would do. As soon as she saw Pat's hard prick, Sarah pushed her panties down. Sarah was willing to be fair, she would let him see just as much as he would let her see.
Pat's prick oozed pre cum. Without thinking he gave it a couple of strokes with his hand. Sarah rubbed her fingers in her cunt. She held the outer lips apart with the fingers of one hand and pushed the fingers of the other into the inner lips. She stopped and looked at Pat. Pat got the message. If he jerked off while she watched she'd finger fuck herself while he watched.
Pat almost lost his hard on. He didn't even like it when David watched him jerk off, how could he do it while Sarah was watching. He wanted to see her finger fuck herself, the only way that would happen was if he jerked off. He blushed beet red, spit on his hand, and pumped it up and down his prick.
Sarah rubbed her clit then pushed her fingers back into her cunt. Pat pumped on his prick. Sarah pumped her fingers in and out real fast now. She was panting, and Pat guessed she was she having what sex books called orgasms. That was what it was called when a girl had a come. He was ready to come himself.
Spurt, spurt, spurt; jets of his cum arced through the air. Dribble, dribble, dribble; the rest of it oozed out into his hand. Sarah's hips jerked and her fingers slowed down. Pat made a decision. So far Sarah had initiated all the action. He was the boy, he should be taking the lead. He grinned at Sarah, brought his hand to his mouth, and licked the cum off it. Sarah grinned back at him and sucked on the fingers she'd had in her cunt.
The two of them stood at the window grinning at each other. David gave his limp prick a couple more pulls and Sarah rubbed her cunt a few more times. Sarah went to the dresser and picked up the lipstick. When she was finished he trained his glasses on the writing. TOMORROW NIGHT SAME TIME DON'T TELL DAVID!
That was the last thing in the world Pat would do. David could ruin everything with his big mouth. He would have to warn Sarah about it if David ever did sleep over. She would have to be careful about her blinds if he were in this bedroom.
Pat was beginning to think that this might be a very interesting neighborhood to live in.
CHAPTER THREE
The next morning Shirley told him her mother wanted him that afternoon. He dropped off his books off at home and went off to do the chores for Anne. He asked for Shirley and Ms. Wollenski told him she had ballet lessons and wouldn't be home until late afternoon. The kids in this neighborhood all seemed to go to special classes at least once a week.
Ms. Wollenski met him in a housecoat and Pat didn't think she was wearing anything underneath it. She was a good looking woman of about forty. This was pretty strong stuff for an adolescent boy. His prick got hard and he hoped Ms. Wollenski didn't notice. He blushed when she glanced at his crotch. She wanted Pat to take some boxes up to the attic and bring some others down. That wasn't hard, the job seemed like a good one.
Anne leaned over as she talked to him. She wasn't wearing a bra. Pat almost saw her nipples. He blushed as she looked at his crotch again just as his prick throbbed up to a hard on. Was Anne doing this on purpose. If this kept up much longer, he would have to go to the bathroom and jerk off.
Anne led Pat to Shirley's bedroom and pointed out several boxes of camping clothes that she wanted in the attic. She then led him to the attic. It was up a steep flight of stairs and she went first. He found out that Anne had no panties on either! Pat's prick throbbed when he saw her naked ass and the bush around her cunt. When they got to the top of the steps she had stopped and was waiting for him. They were on a very small landing and her body pressed against his.
His hard prick rubbed up against her body as she showed him where the light chain was. Anne wiggled her hips and her front rubbed against his prick. Pat almost came in his pants. He did come in his pants when she reached down and rubbed his prick.
"Oh! Did I do that to you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I guess you saw under my housecoat coming up those steep stairs. That wasn't very nice of me. I'll have to wash and dry your pants. I wouldn't want your mother to find them like that. Don't be so embarrassed. It wasn't your fault. A boy your age is bound to get excited seeing a woman's cunt. You couldn't help what happened. It was all my fault."
Pat was in shock. Anne said cunt. The boys whispered that word talking among themselves. Anne was right, his pants were wet and sticky, he could never explain that to his mother.
It was funny, Anne wasn't embarrassed that he had seen up her housecoat and she wasn't annoyed that he had done it. What was going on. He was sure Anne put her hand on his prick on purpose. Why would an adult woman want to feel his prick? That didn't seem right but there was nothing he could do or say about it. Anne gave him directions as if this was an every day occurrence.
"Let me show you to the bathroom. Hand your pants and underpants out to me. It won't take long. I'll just rinse them and I have the fastest drier in the world."
Pat was an obedient boy. When an adult said do something he did it. At times he complained but right now there wasn't much else he could do. He was led to a bathroom, took off his pants and underpants, and handed them out around the bathroom door.
He found a washcloth and washed his crotch. It was a mess. His sparse pubic hair was matted with his cum and it had run down both his legs. By the time he finished and sat down on the toilet seat his prick was hard again. It doesn't take many rubs with a soapy washcloth to give a twelve year old a hard on.
Pat sat and waited. He had seen Anne's cunt. He still hadn't seen what was between the lips but he saw a slit between her legs that went toward her front. He closed his eyes and visualized it again. He spit on his hand and pumped on his prick. He wasn't going to have a hard on when Anne brought back his pants. He still had his eyes closed when he was startled out of his wits.
"Here you are all rinsed and dried, just as I said. Oh! I didn't mean to walk in on you while you were jerking off. I'm sorry if I disturb you that much. Maybe I can do something to help you."
Anne acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world for a forty year old woman to walk in on a twelve year old boy jerking off. Pat still didn't know what to say. She walked over to him, moved his hand from his prick and pumped it a few times herself. Pat sat there, his eyes big and round, and his chin dropping down to his chest. Anne was jerking him off!
Anne stopped pumping, but kept hold of his prick and rubbed her own crotch with her other hand. She tilted her head to one side and laughed.
"You know, feeling that hard young prick of yours has got me horny too. Tell you what. Why don't you fuck me. I bet you'd like that better than jerking off anyway. I know having a boy fuck me always feels better than finger fucking myself."
Anne said fuck! Pat sat there with Anne's hand wrapped around his throbbing prick. He didn't know what to say.
"What's the matter, Pat? You know what fucking is. I doubt you've done it before but I'm sure you'd like to try it. All boys want to try it when they get to your age and now is as good a time as any to start."
Like all adolescents, Pat thought about fucking all the time, but was frightened by it too. He was afraid of making a fool of himself and he thought he might do something stupid without knowing what it was. He'd talked about it and seen pictures but knew how ignorant he was. He finally found his tongue.
"But, but, I've never done anything like that. I've never seen a girl up close down there. I wouldn't know how to begin or what to do. Uh, I'm scared!"
To prove his last statement he lost his hard on. Anne was holding a limp prick. It didn't bother her at all.
"Oh, you'd be surprised what you know how to do. Let your instinct guide you. As far as never having seen a woman's cunt that's easy to cure. I still haven't got anything on under this housecoat."
Suiting her actions to her words, Anne unzipped her housecoat, and threw it off. She was standing there without a stitch on. As scared as he was, Pat's prick came to attention again.
Anne had big tits that stood straight out from her body, the nipples were pointy, and the skin around the nipples was crinkly. About the level of Pat's eyes was a bush of dark brown hair. There was a separation and he saw a little pink between the outer lips. There were some beads of moisture right along the slit.
"There now you can see a woman up close down there. Why don't you find out what a cunt feels like."
Anne took hold of Pat's hand and moved it up between her legs. It was real slick. His hand moved of its own accord. There was another pair of lips inside and pushed in a finger. It was even slicker. He pushed in two more fingers and wiggled them around. Anne wiggled her hips in response.
"Oooo! That's good. Come on to my bedroom and we'll get that nice hard prick of yours up into my cunt in place of your fingers."
Anne pulled Pat off the toilet and led him to her bedroom. Pat moved like a zombie. He was stunned. A woman was going to fuck him. He wanted to fuck her but he didn't know what exactly what he was supposed to do. He knew that you pushed you prick into that slick sheath that he'd felt, but what did you do then?
Anne said he would know what to do but he still didn't believe it. He didn't even believe this was happening to him. He hadn't thought he would fuck a girl till he was real old, fifteen or sixteen, at least.
Anne had him lay on his back. This was what the man and woman in the first graphic David had shown were doing. Good, Anne would get on top and she would be doing it to him instead of him doing it to her. He forgot to be scared and watched real close.
Anne took his prick between her fingers, and positioned it between those slick cunt lips. She moved her hips down and Pat saw his prick disappear into a woman's cunt for the first time in his life. Wow! Did that feel good. None of the things he ever did while he was jerking off ever felt this good to him.
Anne lifted her hips and his prick come into view glistening with her cunt juices. His hips lurched off the bed as Anne moved her cunt down over his prick again and her bush slapped his groin. Anne pulled up again and Pat pulled back. Wow! He was doing it! He was fucking a woman! He hoped he didn't shoot off too soon. He wanted this to last as long as possible.
Anne's tit swung over his face and the nipple brushed his lips. Instinct went to work. Pat sucked the nipple into his mouth and felt it get hard. As Anne lowered her hips he pushed up with his and he lowered his hips as she lifted up so only the head of his prick was still buried in her cunt. Anne pulled the nipple out of his mouth and offered him the other.
"I told you that you'd know what to do. You're a perfect little lover. Push your prick into me! Ahhh! Suck my tit! Oooo! I'm coming! Your lovely young prick is bringing me off!"
Anne's cunt contracted around Pat's prick and that was the last straw. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Pat's young boy cum inundated Anne's cunt. His hips slowed down and Anne rubbed her cunt against his groin. He lost his hard on and his limp prick slipped out of Anne's cunt. Anne rolled him on to his side and hugged and kissed him.
Anne's tongue rub against his lips. He'd heard about this. It was french kissing. He opened his mouth, Anne rubbed her tongue against his. Wow! It sounded yucky but he really liked it. He pushed his tongue into Anne's mouth and she sucked on it. Another out of this world sensation! He sucked Anne's tongue back into his mouth again. This was neat.
His prick was getting hard again. Anne reached between their bodies and ran her hand up and down the length of it.
"Oh, you have another boner. We'll do something for that. I'll bet you never had your cock sucked."
Pat was shocked, he had seen that graphic of a woman with a guy's prick in her mouth but didn't believe it. Even if women did that to guys, he never expected to have it happen to him. Suppose his prick shot off in her mouth. That would be a disaster.
While Pat was going over this in his mind Anne was acting. Anne moved down on the bed and licked a couple of drops of pre cum from his pisshole. Wow! Pat's hips shot off the bed. It was totally unexpected and it felt as good as fucking. Anne ran her tongue around the head of his prick. His whole body quivered.
Anne was an experienced woman. Her husband had left her seven years before and after two years without she wanted some sex. In the last five years she had gotten to three odd job boys. Pat was the youngest and she thought the cutest. His three and a half inch cock was absolutely beautiful. She licked the white shaft with its tracery of blue veins and around its pink head. She knew how touchy teen age pricks were and she knew how to work all the most sensitive spots. Pat was getting his first blow job from an expert.
Anne licked the underside of Pat's prick, sucked the loose skin into her mouth, massaged it with her tongue, licked down the shaft, and then sucked on each of his balls. Pat squirmed all over the bed from the exquisite sensations he was experiencing.
Anne knew a twelve year old didn't have very much lasting power. She wrapped her lips around the head of his prick. She massaged it with her tongue and slowly lowered her head. Pat's prick disappeared into Anne's mouth. He still didn't believe this was happening to him. Anne lifted her head and his prick glistened with her spit. Wow! He couldn't take much of this but he was going to enjoy every minute of it.
The next time Anne's head came down his hips came up off the bed and he drove his prick as far into her mouth as far as he could. His balls slap against Anne's chin. He flexed his hips back as Anne lifted her head again. Anne bobbed her head faster and faster. Pat could feel the cum rising from his balls. He tried to pull away but Anne held his hips firmly and bobbed her head up and down. Her cheeks were hollow she was sucking so hard.
"Let go! I'm going to shoot off! I'm going to shoot my stuff in your mouth. Please let me go."
Anne bobbed her head and sucked. Pat had warned Anne. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Pat's hips jerked and he let loose a fresh load of young boy cum. He watched Anne suck every drop of his cum out of his prick and swallowed it. She kept sucking until his prick was reduced to its limp state. With one final suck she raised her head and let his flaccid prick slide out of her mouth.
"Pat, if I wasn't prepared to drink your cum I wouldn't have started to suck your cock. I like to make you shoot off in my mouth and I like the taste of your cum. Making you feel good makes me feel good too. I had an orgasm while you were shooting your cum into my mouth."
Anne kissed Pat again. He knew what Anne expected him to do and opened his mouth. Anne pushed her tongue into his mouth and he tasted some of the cum that he'd shot into her mouth. He sucked on her tongue, then pushed his tongue in her mouth and licked inside so he could taste some more of his cum. He reached between their bodies, pushed three fingers into Anne's cunt, and wiggled them. Anne wiggled back. He was going to make her feel good that way again then had another idea.
"Ms. Wollenski, uh, Anne?"
"Yes?"
"Uh, I've never seen a girl down there. Can I see what it looks like?"
"Pat, you can talk plainer that. You want to see my cunt. You had your prick in my cunt and you fucked me. I sucked your cock and gave you a blow job. You shot your cum into my mouth. I'm sure you know all those words and they are very appropriate for what we're doing. Now you say it that way."
Pat blushed. How could he use those words with a lady when he had difficulty using them with David but he didn't want to displease Anne. If she were displeased maybe she wouldn't do more of these things with him. He took a deep breath and braced himself.
"I fucked you and shot off in your cunt. After that you sucked my cock and gave me a real good blow job. I shot another load of cum in your mouth and you swallowed it." Pat, looked at Anne again, took a deep breath, and blushed. "You're a real good cocksucker and I liked the way it felt. There, is that better? Now can I see what your cunt looks like inside?"
Pat was blushing again and Anne held him close, kissed him, and ran her hand on the back of his neck. She liked this innocent young kid. She would get them this young all the time from now on.
She hoped she could hang on to Pat for a year or two, after that he would probably be on the prowl for girls his own age. With what she taught him he'd be able to take good care of each of his conquests.
"Yes, much better. I'm glad you think I'm a good cocksucker. You didn't do such a bad job fucking me either. You made me come several times. Of course you can explore my cunt and find out what a woman's plumbing looks like. I have to admit that it's pretty well hidden. It not like a boy, you do have to get real close to examine it. Scoot down on the bed and see what you can find out."
Pat scooted. He got between Anne's legs. She lifted her knees and spread them. Her cunt looked pretty sloppy with his cum oozing out of it but he couldn't see very much of what was on the inside. He reached for it then looked up at Anne.
"Go ahead, explore. I'll like the feel your fingers in there. It will feel as good to me as it felt to you when I held your prick."
Pat turned his attention back to Anne's cunt. He held the hairy outer lips apart. He sniffed. It smelled real good. His prick start to get hard again. Pat was examining the inside of a cunt.
There were another pair of pink lips, down low, inside the hairy ones. That must be where he had pushed his fingers and later on his prick. He pushed his fingers in again and watched the lips closed around his fingers.
He wiggled his fingers and Anne wiggled in response. She liked that so he wiggled them back and forth. There was a bump above those inside lips. Pat rubbed it and Anne wiggled again. He wondered what that was, he raised his eyebrows and looked up at her.
"That's my clitoris. It's usually called a clit. It feels good when you rub it, it's supposed to be just about as sensitive as the head of your prick."
Anne's clit got bigger as Pat rubbed it. It must be the equivalent of his getting a hard on. Gee, her cunt smelled real good. He sniffed his finger. He tentatively stuck out his tongue and licked it. It tasted as good as it smelled.
Like most boys his age Pat had heard about lapping cunt but like most boys his age it was another thing he didn't really believe. Anne had sucked his cock, would she want to have him to lap her cunt? He looked at her again. Anne was grinning. It was as if she were reading his mind.
"Go ahead, give it a try. You might find you like it. Most men do."
That was like a dare. She was telling him if he were a grown man he would do it. He wouldn't prove he was a boy. He looked at her cunt. That moisture was mostly his cum and he drank his cum all the time when he jerked off. He thought it would probably taste just as good from her cunt as it did from his hand. Her cunt juices smelled real good too. If they tasted like they smelled they wouldn't too bad either. He got between her legs, took a deep breath, and ran his tongue along the inside of her outer cunt lips. Anne's hips jerked. It didn't taste bad at all! He rather liked it.
He grinned and Anne grinned back. This kid was a find. It had taken her months to get other odd job boys to lap cunt. One of them had never done it. Pat was about to lap her cunt on the day he lost his virginity. This made his tongue feel even better in her cunt.
Pat licked her cunt again. If Anne's clit was as sensitive as his prick he knew it would feel good if he licked it. It felt good when she licked on the head of his prick. He licked her clit and her hips moved. He licked some more. It was big enough so he could suck it into his mouth. Anne wiggled when he did that and he knew that he was making her feel good.
He moved his mouth down to the inner cunt lips and sucked some cum out. Anne wiggled some more. He thrust his tongue between the lips and pushed it in and out. Anne's hips were up off the bed by now. This was neat. He liked lapping cunt. He liked the way he could control Anne's response. He pushed his tongue in and out a couple more times then sucked on her clit again. Anne was moaning and tossing her head from side to side.
"Ahhh! Ohhh! You're making me come. I'm coming! Oooo! Lap my cunt! Suck my clit! You're making me come!"
Pat followed her direction. Her cunt contracted around his tongue. This was real neat. He never realized he could make a woman act like this. Wow!
Anne pushed his head away. His ministrations were driving her up the wall. She reached her limit. Pat sat back on his heels wearing a shit eating grin. He'd done a good job and he was proud of it. Lapping cunt was a lot of fun. Anne knew that a boy this age needed encouragement and praise to bolster his ego.
"Well, you certainly figured out what you were supposed to do to make me feel good. I told you that you would know what to do. Your instincts are good and you don't mind going with them. That was one of the best cunt lappings I've ever had. I could almost swear you've done this before. Do you like lapping cunt? Was it fun lapping my cunt?"
"Gees, yeh. I started to do it just to pay you back and make you feel good for sucking my cock but I got to like it after a while. It's fun making you wiggle your hips and toss your head from side to side like that. You don't have to suck my cock to get me to lap your cunt any more. I'd do it anyway."
Anne pulled Pat up and kissed and hugged him.
"Pat, I didn't suck your cock just to get you to lap my cunt. I like sucking cock for itself the same way you like lapping cunt. I like to make you feel good the same way you like to make me feel good. What's this? You've got another hard on. You get on top and fuck me. Get on your knees between my legs. That's right. Now we'll get your prick into my cunt. That's right now push."
Pat followed instructions. Anne reached down and positioned his prick at the entrance of her cunt. Pat's prick slid into those inner cunt lips again. He lay there for a moment savoring the sensation of that warm sheath around his prick then flexed his hips. His prick rode out then back into Anne's cunt.
Wow! He was fucking again. Anne wrapped her legs around his hips. Pat repeated the hip thrust and he felt Anne's crotch come up to meet his. She moved her hips in opposition to Pat's cock thrusts and their bodies slapped together each time they met.
Pat had come three times in the last hour and a half. He had a lot more staying power now and he had a lot more control of what he was doing. He was in no hurry to shoot off this time. He eased his hips down until he felt his prick fully engulfed in Anne's warm, slick cunt then slowly pulled back to get the most of the mild friction of Anne's slick sheath on his hard prick. Anne matched Pat's slow rhythm.
Gradually Pat picked up the tempo. Anne's cunt contracted. His hips flashed up and down. Anne's hips ground round and round. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; he shot another load of cum into Anne's cunt. Anne continued to move her hips till all the cum was milked out of Pat's cock and it was soft.
Anne surprised Pat again. She kissed him then turned his body around to lick the cum off his prick. Her cunt was in front of his face. Without thinking he lapped the remains of his cum and her cunt juices out of her cunt. This completed, Pat turned around and kissed and hugged Anne some more.
"My God! Shirley will be home from ballet in a few minutes."
Pat dressed. Anne put on a bra and panties under her housecoat. Pat was moving boxes up to the attic when Shirley came in the door. Pat blushed. What if she found out what he was doing with her mother. Wow! He had to be careful.
His wanted to brag about this to the boys at school but he better not. David would have it all over school in a day if he found out. The fewer people that found out the better off he was. He didn't know what would happen if his parents ever found out.
Anne paid Pat nine dollars for the three hours work. Pat didn't want to take it. Anne asked him what he would tell his parents if he didn't. Pat reluctantly took the money. It just didn't seem right that Anne should pay him money for what he'd done this afternoon.
Anne reminded Pat that she had work for him next Wednesday. Pat said he'd be back. He hoped it was the same kind of work that he had done today.
Pat did a lot of thinking on the way home. Anne hadn't worn anything under her housecoat but put on a bra and panties when Shirley was due home. She had personally led him up the steep stairs when she could have given him instructions. She rubbed his cock when she had him on the landing. It all couldn't have been an accident. She'd walked into the bathroom without knocking.
Pat came to some astute conclusions. Anne hadn't hired him to do odd jobs. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted to suck his cock and have him lap her cunt. The way to get him in the house with her was with the pretext of giving him work. Otherwise people would wonder what he was doing there. His mother was one of those people. He better have good answers to the questions she was bound to ask when he got home.
Robin did have questions. What did the Wollenski house look like? What kind of jobs was he to do? How had Ms. Wollenski treated him? Wow! If he told his mother the way Anne treated him, she would go through the roof. Pat answered the questions in his usual detached manner. He was glad he'd thought over his answers on the way home. He could have been caught up any number of times.
After dinner Pat went to his bedroom, did his homework, and waited for Sarah to appear in her bedroom. She showed up at nine and they went through the same routine as they had the night before. Pat found that he enjoyed it more now that he had the experience with Anne. He wondered if Sarah's cunt would taste the same as Anne's. He'd like to try it and find out.
CHAPTER FOUR
The next afternoon David invited Pat over after school. Pat didn't see how he could decline. He stopped to tell his mother and went next door to the Cohens house. Sarah met him at the door, led him into the living room, and gave Pat a big grin. Pat was a little flustered but he grinned back at her. When David wasn't looking Sarah made jerk off motions with her hand and Pat blushed.
Sylvia made a big platter of sandwiches for the boys to take up to David's bedroom. They played some computer games and David brought up the hidden files again. They started with the woman on top of the man then the one with the guy getting his cock sucked then went on to some new ones. The next one showed a man licking a woman's cunt. David said he couldn't see how anyone could do something like that.
Pat was a very honest person. He very rarely told any lies or hid anything. His life was now getting very complicated. He blushed but said he didn't see how anyone could do that either. He thought lapping Sarah's cunt would be a ball. David just didn't know how much fun cunt lapping could be. The next one showed a man and woman in the sixty nine position.
David had his prick out and was jerking off. Pat pulled out his prick and jerked off. They both came about the same time and caught their cum in wads of kleenex. Pat decided David talked big but didn't know very much. It was a lot more fun to eat your cum than to throw it in the waste paper basket. There was a knock on the door.
"David, your dental appointment, you're due there in fifteen minutes and we forgot it. Why don't you leave Pat work at your PC while I take you. We'll be back before an hour's up. It's only an examination."
David shrugged his shoulders and went out with his mother. They weren't out of the house a minute when there was another knock on the bedroom door.
"Yes?"
"It's me, Sarah. Can I come in?"
Pat turned off the monitor so Sarah wouldn't see the graphic and opened the door for her. She looked at the monitor, looked at Pat, and grinned.
"Which one of his graphics do you have up? Oh, Pat, after last night you shouldn't blush about that. I think it was real neat the way you licked your cum off your hand. If you could let me see you do that you can surely talk about it with me."
Pat didn't know what to say. Sarah was right he had let her see him do things that he wouldn't even admit to doing a week ago. He was taken off the hook when Sarah continued.
"You know the reason I did those things with you last night?"
"Uh, no."
"When David told you my bedroom was across from yours you acted surprised. You didn't let on that I'd let you see my tits. I saw you watching me and I knew I could trust you. If you had told David anything about it that would have been the end."
"How did you hear what David and I talked about."
"Here, let me show you."
Sarah led Pat to a corner of the room. She pointed to a place on the edge of some trim. There was a tiny hole and she told him to look through. He did and saw a lot of female clothes on hangers.
"That's the walk in closet in my room. I even watched you and David jerk off this afternoon. That was fun. Gee, it's easy to make you blush."
Then Sarah looked at Pat and she blushed.
"Uh, Pat?"
"Yeh?"
"You know the things we did last night?"
"Yeh?"
"I never felt a boy's thing, uh, his prick. If I let you feel my, uh, cunt, will you let me feel your prick?"
Pat still couldn't figure out why an older girl was interested in a young boy like him.
"You're fourteen, how come you want to play around with a little kid like me?"
"Well, I do think you're cute and I sort of like you because of the way you talk to David and don't tell him everything you know. I'd like to do these things with boys my age but they want me to do things I don't want to do yet. I feel safer with you, you wouldn't try to make me do anything I didn't want to. I do want to find out about boys, though, the same way you want to find out about girls."
Sarah was blushing through this recitation. He realized that it was hard for Sarah to tell him all these personal things and he was sure she was telling him the truth. It would be fun to feel her cunt. He couldn't think of any reason he shouldn't trade feels with her.
"If you want to. Shall we both get undressed?"
Sarah hesitated.
"Uh, no, not in the same room. Just open you fly and I'll pull down my panties."
Sarah reached up under her skirt and waited for Pat to make a move. Pat unzipped his fly as Sarah pulled her panties down. Pat pulled out his prick and Sarah exposed her pussy. They looked at each other.
Sarah reached over to touch Pat's cock. Pat ran his finger along her snatch at the same time. Sarah wrapped her fingers around Pat's prick. Pat pushed his fingers between the outer lips of Sarah's cunt. Sarah moved her hand up and down Pat's prick. Pat pushed a finger between Sarah's inner cunt lips and pushed it in and out a couple of times. Sarah shivered, pushed her hips forward, and took a deep breath.
Pat got macho. If Sarah wanted him to finger fuck her he knew how to make her feel much better than that. He pulled his finger out of her cunt and his prick out of her hand. He was sure that Sarah had never had her cunt lapped. He like lapping cunt. He'd thought of lapping her cunt last night. He'd lap Sarah's cunt and give her the best feeling she ever had in her life.
Pat got on his knees in front of Sarah and ran his tongue along the length of her blond fringed cunt. She started to pull away then stood where she was. She held her breath and looked down at Pat, her eyes wide with wonder. She never expected a twelve year old to do this for her. She knew that men did lap women's cunts. She'd seen David's graphics that showed it being done. She often wondered what it would feel like. She wanted someone to lap her cunt but never expected Pat would do it for her. She spread her knees farther apart.
Pat licked along the whole length of Sarah's cunt again and pushed his tongue in and out between her inner cunt lips. Sarah pushed her hips forward and held on to the back of his head. He pushed his tongue into Sarah's tight sheath. Pat pulled back a little then and licked Sarah's clit. Sarah gasped. He pulled her clit between his lips and sucked on it. He massaged Sarah's erect clit with his tongue. Sarah shuddered.
"Oh, Pat, I never knew that anything could feel this good. Ahhh! I never thought you'd do this. Ohhh! I love what you're doing. Oooo!"
Pat didn't need the encouragement but he liked to hear it. He wanted to make Sarah feel real good the first time just like Anne had made it feel real good the first time she sucked his cock. He hardened his tongue and went back to pushing it in and out of Sarah tight inner cunt lips. He couldn't get his tongue as far into Sarah as he had in Anne. Maybe that was because Sarah was a virgin. From what she had said she hadn't done anything with a boy before.
Sarah pressed her cunt as hard as she could against Pat's face. She was having multiple orgasms for the first time in her life. She moaned and rubbed her cunt up and down Pat's face. Sarah was sobbing as she pushed Pat's face away from her wet cunt. Pat sat back on his heels, grinned, and waited for Sarah to recover.
"Where did you learn how to do that? You made me feel so good. I didn't think anything could feel that good as that. Oh, Pat, get up off your knees and give me a kiss. Who taught you how to do that, Pat?"
Now Pat was stuck. How could he answer that question. He wouldn't let any one know about Anne.
"Uh, would you like me to tell David what I did and who I did it with?"
"Oh, Pat you're right, I can't ask what you do with anyone else. I thought you were too young to have felt a girl down there." Sarah hesitated, then blurted out, "Uh, am I supposed to suck your, uh, cock now?"
"Not if you don't want to do it. I like lapping cunt. I had a lot of fun lapping yours and making you feel good. I like to have my cock sucked too, but you don't have to do it. Only do it if you want to. If all you want to do is hold my prick, or jerk me off, that's all right too. Don't do anything you don't want to do."
Sarah was holding Pat's prick. She looked at it, leaned over, and licked a drop of pre cum off the tip. She looked up at Pat then licked again. She looked up once more and grinned.
"I was sort of afraid of it but now I've felt it, it's not so bad. I do want to suck your prick but I'm still a little afraid. Can I stop if I don't like it?"
"Sure. I'll try pull out before I shoot my cum. You may not like me to shoot off in your mouth."
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forward to this day for the last three days. Once she
found out that she was being fired, she went and told
her brother who said he could help
..continue reading Fringe Benefits
I saw Ellie Denby a half-dozen times before I realized
who she was. I knew her as Brad's sister, and that was
seven years ago when Ellie was probably fourteen, still
just a girl. She was a different person back then. My
vague memories of her as a
..continue reading Vicki Sells her Body for Charity
"Going once! Going twice! Sold to Allen for twelve
hundred dollars!" the auctioneer shouted.
"Congratulations Vicki. You have just set a new record
for this auction. Including the sale of your clothes
you have just raised fourteen hundred and se
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