Chapter 9
TINA'S STORY
Claire suggested that we all bathe before we would have supper and go to bed. Tina and I agreed. The orgy of the afternoon had left us sweaty and limp from exhaustion.
The upstairs bath was an enclosed tub with shower. Tina filled the tub, added bath-oil, and then slid in under the suds, facing away from Claire, who was about to take a shower standing up at Tina's head.
I waited outside the tub and then Claire asked me to join them. As I entered the tub, Tina reached up and drew me to my knees by clutching my cock and balls in her soapy hands. She spread her legs and pulled me in between them. My penis only took seconds to become rigid after Tina massaged it with her soapy palm. She guided the stiff joint to her waiting crotch under the water, and then wrapped her long legs around my middle, giving a shove upward to join our two sex organs. God, it was good! She was tight as hell, even after having gone through an afternoon of screwing. She exerted a muscle-spasm which grabbed my dong until it hurt from the vise-like grip. Then she would relax her muscles and we would pump away at each other.
I looked up and saw Claire's legs in front of me, so I started kissing them, running my tongue over the wet calves and upward. She spread her legs when I reached her cunny and pushed my head against it. While my dong was being treated to the best exercise it had ever had, my tongue was keeping my gratitude in the family by performing the best oral job Claire had ever experienced.
I had to leave Claire, however, when I felt the storm within my balls rage toward climax. I exploded within Tina at the precise moment she shot her wad. Our bodies jerked and trembled at the impact and then we rested.
Claire stepped over us and out of the tub to dry herself. "If you think you've got the strength," she laughed, "go ahead and knock off another piece while I fix us something to eat besides cock and pussy! C'mon down to the kitchen when you're through."
Tina and I separated reluctantly and washed each other's bodies with the utmost care, particularly where sensuous feelings might be aroused. We stood in the tub and wrapped our arms around each other in a tight embrace, our mouths swallowing saliva and nearly swallowing tongues. Our pelvic bones ground against each other until I could feel my sex begin to come to life again. Tina felt it too, and clutching it in her hand, she stepped from the tub, forcing me to follow. I started to reach for a towel, but Tina stopped me.
"I want to dry you off," she said sexily ... my own way!"
With that she tossed her head forward and began drying my body with her lovely, long, wavy brown hair! When she got to my pelvic region, she brought her two huge breasts together and captured my prick and balls within the cleavage. I rubbed against her tits until I was sure I was going to climax again and then she pulled away, kissing my prick as she rose. I used a towel to dry her off. We kissed one more time and then walked downstairs to get some food.
It was only when we arrived at the table that we became aware that the three of us were still stark naked. We laughed about it and then sat down to eat. After supper, Tina helped clear the table and then excused herself and went upstairs to her room.
Claire and I finished doing the dishes and then we retired to the living room, where we watched TV nestled in each other's arms. It was a good feeling, relaxing this way, particularly after such an exciting day. We both must have dozed off, and when we awoke it was to the Star-Spangled Banner signing the station off the air.
I was ready to go home, when I discovered that my clothes were so terribly wrinkled from lying in a heap, that I would have been arrested as a vagrant if I'd have tried to wear them home like that. It was decided that I would sleep with Claire and then leave early in the morning, before any of the neighbors would see a man leaving the house.
When I hit the sack, I passed out. I couldn't even wait for Claire to finish her toilette and come to bed.
The smell of bacon frying and coffee brewing awoke me. I looked around and saw I was alone in bed. I rose and quietly walked down the steps to find some clothing to put on.
Claire met me at the foot of the stairs, smiling. The smile she wore was all she wore. She was still naked as a jaybird. She bent down, kissed my limp penis and then pushed her mouth against mine.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," she said. "Are you ready for breakfast?"
"I'm actually starved," I answered, and followed her into the kitchen. Tina was taking the coffee off of the stove and I did a double-take at her appearance. She was dressed in high-heeled shoes and a small dainty apron and nothing else! What those shoes did to enhance an already fabulous figure was amazing.
"You'd better get some food into you in a hurry," Tina laughed, "before that dong of yours finds out it's hungrier than you are!"
I looked down at my middle and, sure enough, even after the previous day's workout, the little bastard had the strength to stand up and wave good morning to them. I quickly sat down and looked at the delicious food instead of at the girls. In a few minutes, my organ relaxed and shrunk up into my belly.
After we ate, it became confession time for Tina. As we sat around the small breakfast table, Tina told us all about her early seduction by their uncle.
It had all started during the summer when their Uncle Jack used to come over with his wife to play bridge in the balmy evenings. Claire was usually in her room working on homework papers or studying, and Tina, being only twelve years old, was not permitted out of the house after supper. Tina's figure had begun to blossom a year earlier, and by the time she had reached her twelfth birthday, she showed promise of becoming a real sexpot.
Her breasts were larger than the average 16-year-old's, and she was already as tall as both her mother and her sister. When she walked down the street she received the accolades of the boys and men on the corners in the form of whistles and suggestive remarks.
Tina had read everything she could get her hands on regarding sex, men, and beauty hints. She had learned that by walking in a certain way she attracted the attention of any male, young or old, who happened to be around. She was very careful about the way she dressed, always choosing clothes which would make her appear at least three or four years older.
At school she delighted in provoking the young boys by wearing too-tight sweaters and skirts which were just a bit shorter than the style. Her skirts always tucked in under her blossoming buttocks and drove the boys wild as they watched her swing down the aisle at school.
She and another girl had played hooky one day with two boys who were only a year older. The day had been spent at the other girl's house, and a game of Spin The Bottle had turned into a strip-game. Tina had gotten her first glimpse of a male organ in the flesh, and was fascinated with the erection process.
The four kids played around, fingering, soul-kissing and frigging, but neither of the boys actually knew how to go about a full sex act. The girls pretended that they wouldn't "go all the way" anyway, but Tina spent many restless nights after the incident, playing with herself and wondering what it would be like to have a male organ invade her vagina.
She had just come in from the pool and was drying her hair when her mother called to her to "come in and say hello to Aunt Margaret and Uncle Jack." She kissed Aunt Margaret on the cheek and then went over to kiss her uncle. As she approached him, she recognized the light in his eyes as his gaze practically ripped her tiny bikini off her body. When she kissed his cheek, she purposely pushed her well-formed boobs against him and rubbed her thigh against his leg.
Uncle Jack was a good-looking man in his early forties, and suddenly Tina began to think about him romantically. She contrived to be around, wearing scanty clothing, whenever he came over to the house. Co-incidentally, Uncle Jack started coming over a lot more often, and most of the time without his wife.
One day when Claire and her parents had gone to a lecture downtown, Tina was surprised but delighted to see her uncle's car pull into the driveway. She decided to put the plan she had devised long since into action.
She stripped and turned the shower on. When Jack rang the bell, she called out the window for him to "come in and make yourself comfortable." She then took her shower and after drying off, wrapped the towel around her child-woman body. She opened her bedroom door and then screamed for help. In seconds Jack bounded into the room, a frightened look on his countenance.
Tina was writhing on the floor, and she tearfully told her uncle that she had twisted her ankle. Jack reached down and picked her up, carrying her to her bed. When he had laid her down, he turned his attention to her ankle. He rubbed it tenderly and then told her that he was sure it was neither broken nor sprained because there was no edema. Tina continued with her act. however, and said that it still hurt "awful", and she asked him to keep rubbing the spot.
As Jack handled her ankle, Tina lifted her other leg, giving him a clear view of her tight little pussy with just the hint of pubic fuzz darkening the surrounding area. She watched her uncle as his eyes remained glued to the sight under the towel, and she saw a bulge begin to appear in his lap.
She then delivered the coup de grace as she minced no words in asking: "Why is your thing getting hard, Uncle Jack? Is it because you're touching me ... or is it because you're looking where you'd LIKE to be touching me? Go ahead and touch if you want to, I won't ever say anything to anybody about it!"
Jack's hand left her ankle and began a course along her leg in an upward direction. As his hand wandered, his lips gently touched her leg and his tongue darted out to accent the kisses. When his fingers reached the apex of her being, she wiggled her hips a bit just to tease him. His finger was very gentle as he probed along the lips of her nearly bare vagina, and then she twisted the dagger of desire to a point of no return when she told him to "take those darned old pants off, Uncle Jack. They look so tight, I'm sure they must be hurting your thing ... all cramped up like that!" She reached for his belt-buckle and then his zipper.
By this time the man realized he had been led up the garden path and that he was the one who was being seduced. He didn't care, because he had gone to sleep almost nightly with an erection after seeing Tina in her bikini.
As he tore his clothes off and mounted his niece, Tina said he told her: "Incestual rhymes with celestial, and Goddammit, they both mean heaven!"
Tina said she had bled quite a bit when Jack had ruptured her hymen, and they had to make a fast bed-change when it was all over. They burned the sheet and the bed-pad in the incinerator and Jack gave her money to buy new ones and sneak them in the linen closet at a later date. He also gave her some extra spending money, and then they made a date to meet away from home.
For the next year and a half, it was two or three times a week that they met, until Auntie became suspicious that her husband was having an affair with Claire. Jack meanwhile had demonstrated to Tina every wrinkle in sexuality he knew, and, according to Tina, he knew plenty of them!
For instance, Tina explained to Claire and me, tit-screwing can be just as much of a thrill for the girl as it can be for the man.
"When you hold your boobs together and the guy slides his tool in between them, it's a real gas!" she said. "And it almost drives you out of your skull to watch, the head of his prick slide toward your chin and then disappear into the cleavage again. I got pretty good at it, though, and I was able to reach the tip of a few of the fellows I balled with my tongue."
"That I don't believe," Claire laughed. "Either you've got an awfully long tongue, or you were playing around with some well-hung studs!"
"Okay, smartie!" Tina rose from the table. "I'll prove it to you! Our favorite teacher here has just a normal-sized dick, so I'll demonstrate on him. You don't mind, do you, Bruce baby?"
"Mind?" I exclaimed, jumping up to face her, our genital areas grinding together.
"I'd love to!"
Tina pulled away from me and walked into the living room where she then proceeded to position herself on the floor. She instructed me to mount her so that my stiff prong was about even with the lower part of her tits. She told me to place it in between her boobs and when I did, she pressed them together.
"Now, go ahead and give it to them!" she groaned.
I began to pump my hips against the crevice, but it was dry as hell. Tina must have sensed that this was the difficulty, so she let go of her boobs, reached for my cock, bent her head forward and wrapped her lips around it. She soaked it with her saliva and then returned it to its position in the cleavage of her breasts. Now when I pumped, I had the feeling that I was actually working inside an extremely tight but delightful pussy.
Soon she moved the titties just a little bit and I found my tool sliding farther along the crack. In a few moments, I was jamming my stiff rod to within an inch of her face. She matched the movement of my hips with a darting movement of her tongue, and I went wild with the pleasure afforded me by her oral attention plus a mammary stimulation. It was the greatest!
Just before I shot my load, she released her boobs and plunged her mouth over my penis. She swallowed the entire load and then lay her head back on the floor, a triumphant smile on her face. We both looked at Claire.
"Holy cow, that was a masterpiece!" she said, her hands pressing against her slit. "But I've got an idea that might just alleviate some of my misery right now. Poor Bruce won't be able to do me any good. Move over, Bruce baby."
I got up off the floor and sat down on the couch to watch Claire and her sister,, Claire took my place on top of Tina and then instructed her sister to hold one of her tits steady. Claire then mounted the tit, pushing the nipple into her pussy and rubbing it back and forth until both she and Tina climaxed.
Later Claire pressed my suit and I dressed and went home, a very tired but very satisfied man!