Chapter 11
Uncle Jim and Joyce had left, and Betty asked where her friend was.
"Oooh, she's downstairs having a nice lunch and some more candy for dessert," Delia said. "Doesn't that-sound good?"
"Yes," Betty said.
"Well, after we have some fun here, you can have a nice lunch, too. But first, let's take off our clothes."
Betty stared into the wide mirror, which was a window on the other side of the wall. "Is someone taking our picture?" Betty asked.
"Now. how could that be? I'm in here and your Uncle Jim is downstairs with your young friend. Just take off your dress, darling."
Trembling, Betty complied. She guessed some people would think she was doing something wrong, to play like this with a woman ... or with a man. But she didn't see how it was all that bad. Joyce had liked it!
The 12-year-old brunette stood in white panties and a training bra.
"Oooooh ... delightful!'" Delia murmured, her dark eyes gliding over the child's diminutive figure.
The woman took off her pearl necklace, then unfastened her dark dress, lifted it over her sleekly coiffed head, and was nude. Betty stared at her tits, which were prettily rounded and had perky dark nipples. Even more fascinating was the thick patch of black hair at the base of her tummy, running between her pale thighs.
"Do you like me?" Delia asked the blushing child.
"Yes, but you're ... you're so hairy I" Betty said, and giggled.
The woman laughed with her. "Well, that's the way grown-ups are. You noticed that your Uncle Jim had hair between his legs, too. At least I don't have any big thing that gets hard and shoots stuff all over little girls!"
"Are you ... just like I am between the legs?" Betty asked, trying to make out the woman's sexual features through her heavy hair-patch.
"Well, let's lie down on the bed together and see. But first you must remove your little bra and panties."
Betty reached behind her, unhooked the training brassiere, and took it off. Her tiny tits, which were just beginning to grow, quivered slightly. She had small, very rigid nipples.
She lowered her white panties to bashfully reveal her baby bump and the slit that ran down from it, disappearing between her sleek, girlish thighs. She had a few tiny hairs on her mons and along her fissure.
"You are just starting to become a woman, aren't you, dear?" Delia asked.
"I ... I guess so," Betty nervously replied.
She kept glancing at the mirror, where she saw her reflected nude image. But what she thought about was whether someone was on the other side, looking through the window at her, and maybe taking pictures. Delia hadn't said for sure that wasn't so.
The woman urged Betty down onto the wide bed, which was large enough for several people.
"I'll let you look at me first," Delia said, and lay back to lift her legs in the air.
She spread her white thighs far apart, letting her knees bend and her feet hang free. Betty looked at her adult pussy, head-on.
Wow! the child thought. Her slit is a lot larger than mine, and meatier and more open. I can see right into it, where she's all rosy and moist. And that hair of hers! She's got almost as much between her legs as on her head, and it's just as black!
"Would you like to look at my titties now?"
Delia invited.
Betty straightened up and crawled around beside her. She studied the mounds on the woman's chest. They had relaxed a lot, now that she was lying on her back, but their points were still sticking up.
"Want to touch them?" Delia asked.
Betty put out her hand and brushed it across a bristling nipple. She did the same with the other one, and Delia smiled.
"You don't need to be so gentle," the woman said. "Take hold of them. Squeeze them. If you feel like it, give them a suck."
Betty became very fascinated with the woman's tits, and she bent close to them. Her childish fingers pinched and rolled one of the dark rosy buds, stretched it up, and let it snap back. Now it was bigger and stiffer than before. Betty bent her head and fastened her mouth around it.
"Oooooh, darling, that feels so goooood!" Delia purred, and petted the little girl's bobbed hair.
Once she'd begun sucking Delia's titty, the child didn't want to stop. She derived an unexpected pleasure from it. She tugged on the woman's rigid nipple, working her lips against the surrounding crinkly skin.
She went from that tit to the other, and sucked it as well. Delia writhed, obviously enjoying herself as much as Betty was. Her hands lightly explored the child's body, up and down her back and sides.
"Now why don't you kiss me between the legs?" Delia huskily murmured when Betty raised her bemused head.
"I don't know if I want to do that," the 12-year-old said.
"Well, try it. I'm very clean down there. You'll see."
Betty crawled between the woman's widely spread and tilted thighs. She stared at Delia's hairy cunt, whose lips seemed to protrude more than before and were puffily parted. Now she was very wet inside.
Betty leaned closer, her heart beating strongly.
She didn't smell anything bad. The woman did seem clean ... though wet.
Betty stuck out her tongue and touched it to one of the lippy edges of her pussy. She got hardly any taste at all. But she did smell a teasy scent-not bad, but ... interesting.
She licked up and down along the edges of the woman's cunt.
Delia squirmed a bit. She made a low, whimpering sound.
Betty grew bolder and licked between the edges of her pussy. Delia's fingers crawled around the back of Betty's head, gradually taking hold and drawing her more crushingly forward until her tongue touched a hard lump at the top of the woman's slit.
"Lick it, dear!" Delia panted. "Ssssssuck it!"
Betty licked her clit, not knowing what it was but realizing Delia enjoyed it. The firm little bump seemed to pulsate against Betty's tongue. The child's nose was tickled by the woman's thick pubic hair, which was mildly fragrant in a strange but not unpleasant way.
Delia began to bump against Betty's face, pulling on the back of the little girl's head as she flexed her long, shapely legs in the air. Betty's tongue was getting tired, and she was having trouble breathing. She wished Delia would let go of her and allow her to lift her head.
The woman's pussy bumped fiercely against her and pulsated more strongly as she smeared her wetness all over Betty's mouth and nose. The child couldn't breathe at all. She struggled, and Delia relaxed her hold, lying back.
Betty sat up, gasping for air. She wasn't sure whether she had liked all that or not. But her strange excitement continued. She wanted something, and she didn't know what it was.
"Now, you lie down," Delia said. "Let me make love to you."
That sounded better, and Betty lay back, spreading her legs. Delia knelt between them, her tits hanging forward. She gazed at the child's adorable cunt, with its very sparse scattering of tiny hairs.
Delia's thumbs came into play, and Betty jumped as the woman opened her pussy.
"Oooooh, you're so pink and nice!" Delia breathed, and she bent to place her tongue between the open lips of the child's delightful twat.
She licked and slurped softly, thrilling Betty in a way she had never known before. The 12-year-old squirmed and lifted her legs in the air. She kicked them slowly as she gasped and cooed.
Her eyes were shut, and she didn't hear anyone else enter the room. She didn't become aware of the new arrival until she felt warm lips clasp one of the nipples of her babytits, and her brown eyes popped open. Uncle Jim was kneeling on the bed next to her, sucking her titty.
It all felt so good-what Delia was doing, and what Uncle Jim was doing, too-that she didn't fight. She didn't even protest. She wanted them to go on.
After sucking both of her darling tits and making them throb, Jim straightened up on his knees and showed her that his cock had gotten big and hard again. He moved close to her face while Delia continued to twist her head between the child's legs, licking and loving her warmly throbbing cunt.
Betty stared at the man's stiffly extended cock.
"Put your fingers around it," he murmured.
She did that, and it felt very big and firm. Her small hand couldn't begin to encircle the veined column fully. She didn't have to be told to pump Uncle Jim's loose outer skin forward and back, because she had watched Joyce do that. His plum-like, moist knob surged toward her, and she got a scent of it. She became even more excited. The woman between her legs was driving her wild with a poking, fluttering tongue!
"Kiss my cock!" Uncle Jim said huskily, and the child leaned to do it, planting her puckered, rougeless lips against the side of its bulging head.
Suddenly Jim swung astride her chest and lifted her head off the pillow. She stared at his prick, which projected right toward her face. She wasn't sure she wanted to take it into her mouth, but she didn't seem to have any choice. Uncle Jim just stuck it forward, coming closer and closer ...
"Aaaaawwwwgh!" Betty said as the man pushed his big, fat cock into her mouth, and her lips glided snugly around its plump head, clamping in the groove just beyond.
It tasted wild! In one way, Betty didn't like it, and yet ...
She began to suck, her eyelids fluttering, her eyes rolling around.
Jim groaned with pleasure as the little girl made luscious oral love to him. Her small mouth was so tight and hot! Her lips and tongue were delightful!
Finally he couldn't wait a moment longer for the ultimate thrill. Backing up, he bounced Delia out of the way with his ass and settled between Betty's spread legs, which he lifted into the air.
The child was terrified. She hadn't expected this.
She cried out and tried to struggle ... but it was too late! Delia held her down while Uncle Jim poked the big log of his cock against the tiny, saliva-moistened fissure between her thighs. His pressure forced her delicate little lips apart. He pushed into the small mouth of her childish vagina, spreading it and causing her pain.
She yelped.
Uncle Jim pushed harder, and her pain increased. Delia continued to hold her against the bed, she could avoid the man's and there was no way brutal onslaught.
Grinding his big prick into the tight aperture of her babycunt, Jim finally broke through the protective membrane, shattering her virginity. As she screamed, his thick cock surged into her never-before-penetrated vagina, expanding it.
She had never felt anything like the shocking sensation of his hardness driving up into her belly, stuffing her. He withdrew slightly, which relieved the pressure, but his gliding against the torn edges of her stretched vaginal mouth caused added torment. Then he came charging in again. He kept stroking, faster and deeper ... in and out ... in and out ... and his huge, hard cock now plunged deep into her girlish cunt.
Tears streamed from Betty's wide eyes as she squealed and squirmed, fighting Delia's grip, which held her in place. Then Uncle Jim sprawled fully atop her and stroked faster yet. In and out of her violated little pussy the great thickness of his throbbing cock pumped. Suddenly the hurt wasn't so bad any more, and her cunt had expanded to accommodate the pressure, though she still felt a tremendous sensation of being plugged. But mostly she became excited by the rapid stroking of the man's big cock in and out of her snug cuntmouth and against the tingling tip of her tiny clitoris.
She tensed and gasped. Quite without any conscious decision to do so, she began to move her hips-not to get away from Uncle Jim's deeply stroking penetrations, but to meet and envelope them, to make the friction of his cock against her pussy more intense!
Delia backed up and watched through smoldering dark eyes as the 60-year-old fucked the pre-teenager, wallowing atop her, driving his large, hard cock briskly in and out of the virginal opening between her thighs.
She panted and tossed her head one way, then the other. Her slim, young body undulated. Her thrilled pussy clasped spastically onto the old man's cock, and she moaned harshly as blissful warmth spread through her, shaking her from head to toes.
"Ooooooh, Uncle Jimmmmm!" she cried, clutching him.
He pulled his prick from her. Blood ringed his massive, jerking member as it spat globules of thick, musky-scented cream over the child's head, then up and down her blissfully relaxed body, spattering sperm on her young tits, tummy, and hairless loins.
Betty relaxed from her swooning orgasm-the first she had ever known-and thought about what had happened to her as her cunt dully throbbed and she tried to wipe Uncle Jim's spilled white stuff away. It had hurt at first, but then it was very good! Maybe it was wrong, maybe it had been very naughty, but she couldn't say she hadn't liked it. She could hardly wait to tell Joyce.
A middle-aged man, whom Betty hadn't seen before, stuck his head into the room.
"Did you get some good pictures?" Delia asked.
He formed his forefinger and thumb into a circle and smiled.