Chapter 7
"Well I'll talk to Hank," Jo-Ann said. "You wait here, and I'll see what he has to say."
"If you don't come out in five minutes I'm going to scream it out to the whole neighborhood," Maggie insisted.
"You just take it easy," Jo-Ann told her, opening the gate, walking inside, and closing it.
Maggie knew the closing of the gate was not symbolically telling her to shove off. Jo-Ann and Hank were always worried Pretty might get away. If she did, she wouldn't be back for two or three hours. Granted, Maggie would have liked to see Pretty disappear forever, but she knew if she hinted as much to Hank she would never get in on any of the fun he and Jo-Ann were probably having.
Jo-Ann hurried inside without knocking, running up to Hank and kissing him solidly on the mouth as she did every morning. She told him what had just transpired with Maggie, and he nodded, saying, "Don't worry. Maggie's a lonely kid who needs some friends. She's not nearly as ugly as she believes. Once a doctor gets to work on that nose of hers, she'll be more than passingly pretty. If she wants in on the fun, I say okay, provided she can keep her mouth shut, and provided the two of you can come here without being observed by any other neighbors. In fact, we can do something different today. You know how you've always wondered why I enjoy eating your pussy so much? Well, here's your chance to find out." And he outlined his plan to her.
Jo-Ann listened, made a face of distaste, finally smiled, and nodded, agreeing she would try anything Hank told her to try. Then she went outside and beckoned to Maggie to come in. As Maggie closed the gate and came toward the house, Jo-Ann opened the front door and let Pretty outside. The black-and-tan dog barked loudly at Maggie, then went sniffing through the yard while the older blonde went into the house and Jo-Ann shut the door.
"We're going to let you in on what you term the fun," Hank told Maggie, "but only on two conditions. First, you must never tell anyone, not a single soul, about what we do. You can't even talk about it with Jo-Ann outside this house."
"Well, I guess that's fair," Maggie nodded.
"Second, like Jo-Ann, you have to promise to do everything I tell you to do. Everything!"
"What does that mean?"
"First, promise!"
"Well, I'd like to know what I'm promising."
"Gee, you can see I always come back for more," Jo-Ann insisted. "If you promise to do everything Hank says, believe me, you'll also come back for more."
"Okay," Maggie sullenly nodded. "But you'd better not hurt me."
"To begin with, I think you girls ought to familiarize yourselves with one another," Hank told them. "So get undressed, and then you can eventually both indulge in cunnilingus and see why I love it so much."
"Cunniwhatsis?" Maggie asked.
"He wants us to get undressed, lie down, and kiss each other on our private parts," Jo-Ann explained. "I've never done it before, but I think I'd like to give it a try."
"That's crazy!" Maggie gasped. "I don't want to put my mouth down there on you. It's dirty!"
"It is not!" Jo-Ann snapped defensively. "I'm nice and clean. If anyone's dirty down there it has to be you."
"Not me!" Maggie insisted. "Mommy taught me how to wash down there each time I pee. I'm always nice and clean,"
"Well, then, you're both nice and clean," Hank said to them. "How about getting down to business!"
"Well," Jo-Ann teased. "Why should the two of us get undressed while you stay there with your clothes on? Don't you think you should undress, too?"
"If it'll make you girls feel any better, I'll undress along with the two of you. Come on, let's go up to bedroom."
Maggie was feeling more than a little jumpy, but followed the other two up to the bedroom. When she saw them unhesitatingly taking off their clothes, she finally undressed, too. But as she stood nakedly in front of Hank, seeing his long penis dangling between his thighs, she suddenly felt so terribly helpless, and she raised an arm to cover her breasts, breasts that were blossoming very nicely. The brown nipples were thicker than Jo-Ann's, and Hank knew when the girl was properly aroused her nipples would be considerably longer than Jo-Ann's. In spite of her long nose, she had sensuous eyes, and as a result Hank felt himself becoming aroused looking at Maggie. Her pubis was sprinkled with dark-blonde hair, but it was so sparse, he was able to see her pussylips almost as clearly as Jo-Ann's.
Maggie felt her heart thudding inside her when she realized Hank was looking at her. For the first time a man looked at her like something more than a freak. He actually seemed aroused at the sight of her, and it both, thrilled, and unnerved her.
"I've n-never done anything like this before," she said, as if by way of an apology. "I mean, I hear girls talking about it, and I've even seen one or two magazines that explain how it should be done, but I've never done it."
She began feeling more anxious than ever with the, man continually staring at her nakedness. She saw the way he was licking his lips and it frightened her more than a little, making her think she was some kind of main course at a banquet rather than a sexual delight. Her knees became like rubber, and reaching out, she held onto the bed headboard to keep herself from falling down. Then she looked at Jo-Ann, hoping the younger girl might say something to help her through this situation.
Jo-Ann had seen the way Maggie's firm breasts wobbled under her t-shirt, but this was the first time she had actually seen her naked. Though she had seen other girls in her gym shower room totally naked, this was the first time a naked female body actually had an effect on her. For the first time she saw a nude girl's body differently than she always had, before. She found herself looking at Maggie as a man might. Having been touched and felt by a man who really knew what he was doing, she began to understand just how men looked at women. She felt slightly jealous of Maggie because Maggie already had nicely swollen breasts. True, Maggie's breasts were nowhere near as large as her mother's, but they were still full and complete, and even if they never grew any larger, each was still more than any man might fit in his mouth. Hank had always jestingly told her not to grow too large a breast, claiming, "More than a man can fit in his mouth is waste."
Maggie's nipples, though chocolate when compared to the pink strawberries Jo-Ann had were much thicker, and each areola was so much larger than the ones sported by Jo-Ann.
Jo-Ann did learn on thing about Maggie she hadn't known before. When in her backyard, alone behind the eight foot wooden fence, she sunbathed in the raw, because she was tan all over with no white stripes on her. Her flesh was clear, firm, unmarred by pimples, and she already had nicely rounded hips. Her behind was larger than Jo-Ann's, and the younger girl realized it wasn't because the other girl had a fat ass, but rather a nicely rounded one.
"Hey, stop worrying," Jo-Ann whispered to the older girl, feeling the littlest bit of kinship to her now that the two of them were about to share an experience with Hank. "This is all going to be fun 'cause Hank really knows how to make a girl feel good, really good."
"Jo-Ann keeps coming back for more," Hank said. 'so I must be doing something right."
As Hank had instructed, Jo-Ann was standing near Maggie, and under Hank's orders, she reached out and pressed her palm flatly against the older girl's nipple, feeling what it was like to cup a round breast in her hand. Remembering what Hank always did with her, she began rubbing her hand in circles, and as a result little ripples of pleasure began flaring in the hidden depths of Maggie's young body.
Jo-Ann took one of Maggie's hands and all but forced the older girl to press her palm against her own breast. Jo-Ann's nipple popped out the instant Maggie's hand flatly pressed it. For a moment Jo-Ann thought Maggie might try to back out, but no, when Jo-Ann took her hand from Maggie's, the older girl not only kept her palm pressed against Jo-Ann's breast, but began imitating the younger girl's circular motions.
Jo-Ann felt Maggie's nipples swelling, and she was surprised at their length when they achieved turgidity. They were long, brown little fingers, nearly twice the length of Jo-Ann's, and certainly much, much thicker. Maggie read the envy in Jo-Ann's eyes, envy she had never seen in anyone's eyes before. Imagine, someone was actually jealous of her. It felt really good. She was going to like this. She was going to like it a lot.
Hank found himself staring at the bodies of the two females, one a nymphet about to sprout, the other a little sprite already in the process of blossoming. Hell! He had already fucked one of them and now the other one was being offered on the proverbial silver platter. But Maggie knew nothing about birth control or protection, so he would have to be careful and stay away from her cunt with his cock until she was properly schooled.
"Maggie, turn around slowly and let me get a really good look at you," he told her.
The older girl blushed, but it felt good to hear the man say that, and so she slowly did a three-hundred and-sixty degree turn. She was awkward in her movement, but nevertheless she had a childlike grace that made Hank hunger for her all the more. A body like hers was meant to be used, and he wanted to be the first male to use it. He noticed even Jo-Ann was staring, getting fulfillment from looking at Maggie's lush body.
Maggie gasped when she faced Hank again, seeing his hard cock standing straight out, swollen and thick. It was the first real erection she had ever seen and she had to admit she was entranced by it. Golly! It was so immense!
Jo-Ann was amused at the look on her former enemy's face as Maggie continued gazing at the phallic extension attached to Hank. Now she knew what she must have looked like to Hank the first time she had seen his erection in close-up.
"You are going to be one helluva fuck, when the time comes," Jo-Ann told the older blonde. "You're nice and slender, with a flat belly and nice, rounded hips for a man to grab."
Hank stared at the flatness of the older girl's belly and he realized the lovely Jo-Ann was absolutely right in her estimation. The absolute flatness of her stomach made the puffiness of the older girl's pink-slitted Pussy appear to stand out in bas-relief, even though it had the littlest bit of fluffy hair covering it. He had already been the first male to enjoy Jo-Ann, and now he was going to be the first man to initiate Maggie, as well. He would be the first man to touch her softly delicate flesh, taste of the juices of her teeming cunt, and enjoy the fullness of her swelling young breasts. Hank had no doubt both girls would eventually go on to enjoy a bevy of different men after they finally left him, but the fact remained, he would be first. Just as Jo-Ann had led to Maggie, he felt Maggie might eventually lead to yet another young and luscious girl. He was fast becoming turned on by these nymph-like females.
Jo-Ann was still far prettier than Maggie, yet Maggie had the more curvaceous body. It was rounder and even if her breasts had not yet achieved their full size, they were still large enough, and there was something exceedingly sensual about seeing a body with such delightful twists and turns on so young a girl. Even her pussylips had a nice rounded pout to them, and that tight but solid ass of hers was something a man was really able to enjoy. Both girls had an innate sexuality, and he was certain he'd be able to turn them onto each other as well as to himself, so that when he wasn't around, they'd find a way to amuse themselves while together.
"All right, ladies," he said to the two luscious girls. "Let's get on with it already. Jo-Ann, you know all the things I've done with you. Start doing them with Maggie, and when the time is right, I'll join the pair of you."
Jo-Ann was standing slightly behind the older girl at the moment, and Maggie quivered with static delight as the younger girl's fingers began running slowly up her slender back only to move down again until encountering her rounded buttocks. She trembled even more when Jo-Ann, remembering how Hank turned her on, leaned forward and actually kissed Maggie on the nape of her neck.
"Let's get a good look at that lovely ass while you continue rubbing it," Hank insisted, I mean, let's face it, Jo-Ann, Maggie has one fabulous set of hind cheeks, and I like looking at them."
So Jo-Ann turned Maggie so the latter was facing away from the older man while continuing to massage her butt with delicately working fingers. Now Hank had a view of both sets of asscheeks at the same time, and he salivated.
"You have really smooth, nice skin," Jo-Ann complimented the older girl, "Except for the goosebumps."
Maggie quivered all the more as Jo-Ann continued touching her. She knew her parents would throw a fit if they ever found out about this, but she had to admit the younger blonde was making her feel really good. She threw her lovely head back and allowed Jo-Ann to caress the front of her throat before shuddering as the shorter girl's hands came rubbing down across her nipples again.
"Let's really give Hank something to look at," Jo-Ann whispered. "He loves looking at pussies. Lie down and spread your thighs as wide as you can, and this way he'll get an eyeful of what you have lodged down there."
Feeling more and more relaxed, allowing herself to succumb to suggestions simply because she felt good doing so, Maggie obediently allowed herself to lie on the bed, her head resting on one pillow while yet another pillow was used to prop up her rear-end. She felt kind of weird, seeing Hank walk around to the foot of the bed so he was able to better glimpse her feminine slash. But the brilliant light in his eye made her feel that much more pleased. She was well aware he was enthralled at the sight of her, and it meant so much to the girl. All the boys her age and slightly older had always snubbed her, calling her ugly, yet here was a man of experience who found her not only attractive, but almost beautiful. This was, after all, what she had always dreamed would happen. True, she hadn't expected Jo-Ann to be part of her dream, but now that the shorter, prettier girl was in it, Maggie felt all the more thrilled by everything. It was as if Jo-Ann's presence reassured her, preventing her from feeling apprehension.
"Come on, come on," Jo-Ann was softly whispering to her. "Part those lovely slender thighs and let Hank get a really good look at the part of you that's really beautiful."
Hearing the younger girl refer to part of her as beautiful was all Maggie needed to trigger her. She opened her loins that much wider, seeing Hank still standing there, the sputum almost falling from his hungering mouth as he slavered, staring at the rich coral color inside her.
Sensing there was still some apprehension in Maggie, Jo-Ann sat on the bed and leaned forward, pressing her palms against the insides of the older girl's slim thighs. It took more than a little effort on her part, but little by little she shoved the long-nosed blonde's thighs farther apart, and the two girls clearly heard Hank's audible gasp.
"Will you look at that," the man said, hungrily staring, licking his lips. "Those cuntlips look just like the petal of a tea rose. They're absolutely marvelous!"
Maggie felt so totally and completely exposed it frightened her. She began quivering.
"You wanted in on this," Jo-Ann reminded her. "It's too late to back out now. But heck, it's all a lot of fun!"
"You have one fabulous little cunt there, honey," Hank told Maggie.
"Hey, Hank," Jo-Ann teased. "You've already fucked me. How would you like to fuck this cunt, as well?"
Hank blushed a little. He was trying to be diplomatic and bring Maggie willingly around to his way of thinking. He didn't like the idea of Jo-Ann being so blatant. Yet he dared not chastise the younger girl. He had to remain soft-spoken at all times.
"You won't fuck me, will you Hank?" the horrified older girl gasped. "I mean, my folks told me all about such things and how I might make a baby if you do that to me."
"I won't shoot my wad inside you, honey," Hank assured the frightened girl. "But you do have a lovely little virgin crack there, and I'd love to fit my cock inside it for awhile. I've already shown Jo-Ann how to avoid having babies, and if you eventually want to go all the way with me, I'll do the same thing for you."
Jo-Ann, still sitting on the side of the bed, spread her own thighs and rubbed her slender fingers slightly up and down her wet coral opening. It looked so tightly closed at the moment it was almost unseen save for the twin swells of her vagina] lips.
"I'd like to feel what it's like to have each cunt in turn surrounding my cock," Hank told them, heavy drops of perspiration beginning to form on his brow. "But I know better than to try. Hell! The minute I shoved my cock into just one cunt I'd probably fire a heavy load. Only one of you is protected at the moment, and I have no intention of taking a chance with you, Maggie."
Maggie felt awkward, lying on the bed as Jo-Ann lay beside her in order to offer Hank a better opportunity to see her cunt. The older girl still felt so terribly exposed to the man's hungering eyes. Her own body now had a light sheen of sweat covering it, and this made her flesh seem to shine. She was aware of heavy droplets of perspiration forming between her thighs, as well.
She started when the younger girl's fingers lightly touched her sensitive vaginal lips. No one had ever touched her there before. Jo-Ann's fingers were gently pressing on them, parting them to reveal the coral richness inside.
"The two of you are going to be a pair of really wild young ladies in a little while," the staring man assured them. "I just hope, when you're initiating younger men into the sexual rites, that you don't forget your old teacher altogether."
Jo-Ann's newly acquired talent displayed itself as her fingers continued lightly caressing her one-time enemy's damp cuntlips, and Maggie, who realized how much she had wanted to become involved in some kind of loving, was now aware this all might be more frightening than reassuring. She had always pictured everything in a romantic frame, yet there was nothing romantic about being here with Jo-Ann and this older man, no matter how good it felt. She'd had no idea such a young girl was this far advanced when it came to sex. Why it seemed Jo-Ann knew more than girls two and three years older than herself. To her, Jo-Ann had always been one of those prissy little pretty girls who never seemed to know much of anything. After all, Jo-Ann's family was so much more close-minded than her own family. Her mommy had taught her about the birds and the bees two years earlier, but as far as Maggie knew, Jo-Ann's parents were still close-mouthed about everything.
But it was obvious Jo-Ann was totally relaxed, not the least bit disturbed about touching her, and little by little the older girl began relaxing, as well. After all, Maggie was always the one who dreamed about having some boy gently massage her breasts, even though no one had shown any inclination to do so until now. She had been aching to know what it felt like to be touched by someone else, and if she hadn't wormed her way into this, she would still be wishing to know what if felt like. But Hank had promised she would feel no pain, and she had the feeling the older man ought to be trusted.
Maggie gasped and jumped as Jo-Ann began probing with an extended middle finger, much the way Hank had done with her. Little by little her finger slid between the Pouting flesh drapes of Maggie's outer, then inner cuntlips, slowly, carefully, surely moving itself into her. It was only one finger, a slim, girlish finger at that, but she was so tight inside, and her muscles within were so clenched, she was aware of all her inner walls suddenly being massaged, and much to her chagrin she had to admit it all felt good. Though very moist inside at the moment, her hot little cunt was still far from being arousingly wet, and the one driving finger made her squirm and wriggle because of the tightly delicious way it pumped in. Little by little the older girl relaxed, sighing, allowing her rear-end to relax on the pillow beneath it, and then she moved her sexual center up and down, automatically aiding the younger girl push her finger a bit more deeply into the sucking center of her quivering vagina. She was well aware of Jo-Ann starting to revolve her finger around and around inside, and then she felt the lovely blonde girl's thumb touch another extremely sensitive part of her. She was very familiar with her clitoris, her mother having explained its existence and the reason for it. It was the one organ meant purely for pleasure and nothing else. Men didn't really have a clitoris, her mother had explained. It was sort of built into a man's penis, an organ that had two other functions voiding and assisting in reproduction. But the clitoris had only one function, and that was to bring total pleasure to a woman. She had never touched her own clitoris, except to wash it, and had never really understood how much pleasure it was capable of offering her. Now, with Jo-Ann touching her there, she was aware of the new and wonderful chills shooting through her.
"Look at that," Hank was heard to murmur, his eyes wide with delight. "Look at that lovely girl's clitoris grow. Most full-grown women don't have one that big. Kid, you were really made for pleasure."
Jo-Ann looked at the other girl's swollen clitoris, and sure enough, it had gown very long - almost a half inch in length. It gave Jo-Ann the opportunity to see how much it resembled a circumcised penis. It had a sensitive little head of its own, as well as an erect shaft.
"Ummmmmm ... I like that, I like it a lot," Maggie was saying, panting and gasping.
Jo-Ann took her other hand from between her own thighs and slid it between Maggie's buttocks and the pillow on which she lay. This caused the other girl's center to lift even higher, allowing Jo-Ann to squeeze her round cheeks.
"Come on, Hank," Jo-Ann invited, for the first time trying to take the lead. "Feel Maggie's asscheeks. They're so full and plump you'll love them. I'll bet she's just aching to feel what it's like to have a man touch her."
"They're as nice as yours," Hank diplomatically said as he reached down and gripped the older girl's buttocks between his squeezing fingers.
But even as his hands continued manipulating Maggie's plump assflesh, his eyes remained on the slender body of Jo-Ann. He licked his lips, something Maggie noticed, and lifting her head, the older girl was able to see beyond her own body to the throbbing penis extending from between Hank's thighs. God! It was immense! The sight of it ought to have frightened her, but it didn't. On the contrary, it aroused her that much more, thrilling her more than she believed possible. She ached to caress the fullness of his hard, masculine staff. Though she had heard girls in school talking about how they sucked on boy's penises, Maggie didn't think she was prepared to do something like that just yet. After all, this was her first sight of a really erect penis, and in this case it was a truly enormous cock. Still, she ached to touch it.
Maggie realized her cunt was getting hotter and wetter, the fluid seeping from within as Jo-Ann's probing finger continued slithering in and out. Jo-Ann, remembering her own hymen, was careful not to probe deeper than the second knuckle. When the time came for Maggie to lose her cherry, Hank would do the job, not she. But she had gotten Maggie's cunt so hot and wet she was able to slide a second finger in and out, though with a bit of difficulty. Jo-Ann's fingers moved more rapidly now, making Maggie gasp and shudder. Golly! It really felt good!
Jo-Ann shoved her fingers carefully deeper, just a little, and the older girl began squirming and writhing uncontrollably, unaware of her movements.
"Maggie, you really have one tight pussy," Hank was telling her. "When the right time comes, I intend sinking my cock into it, if you'll let me."
"S-sure," Maggie nodded. "When the right time comes."
"But she isn't ready for it right now," the lovely Jo-Ann reminded the man. "Aside from her not being on the pill, she's not really primed for this the way you primed me. She's just as tight inside as I was, and it would take an awful lot of stretching, just as you stretched me with your fingers, before your cock would be ready to go into her."
Hank realized Jo-Ann was feeling jealousy. After all, this was the first time he had outwardly hinted he wanted to fuck a cunt other than the one belonging to the pretty younger blonde.
Maggie, in the meantime, was continually enjoying what was happening to her shuddering body, thrilling to the way Jo-Ann was fingering her sodden vagina, causing new and thrilling sensations to work their way through her entire body. At this point she was becoming so aroused, she knew if she had to allow Hank to fuck her, she would agree. One thing was certain, and that was ! she had to he brought to some kind of satisfaction. She knew about that from what her mother had told her, and she also knew the way she was feeling now, all jittery and crazy, would drive her up the wall unless they did something for her. Wow! She was feeling all kinds of wild thrills from this.
Jo-Ann's thumb was wreaking havoc with her stud-like clitoris, pressing somewhat harder, rubbing that much faster, and she was rotating her asscheeks that much more quickly, pumping them up and down in time to the way the lovely younger girl's fingers were moving in and out of her quivering body. Her mind was thinking of all the sexy words she heard the older girls in school use - words she had never dared use - until today. There was fuck - cock - cunt - twat - prick - screw. As each word echoed throughout her mind she became that much more aroused and thrilled.
Her youthful body felt hotter and more thrilled than ever. The heavy perspiration covering her was falling off in buckets. Her thighs appeared to be spreading ever wider, her muscles stretching and becoming more and more elastic. She was able to hear the dry rasp in Hank's throat as his eyes bulged.
There was a sensuousness in Maggie that very few females had, adult or child. She was the kind of girl who instantly adapted to physical pleasure, and it was obvious she was allowing Jo-Ann to make her feel really good.
Jo-Ann, who had been jealous of Maggie's presence, originally, now felt suddenly thrilled at the idea of playing with this girl. The sexual scent rising from the feminine pit into which her two fingers were delving thrilled her all the more, and for the first time she began to understand just why this man was hungering to taste her cunt all the time. She was salivating, actually thinking about pressing her mouth to Maggie's pussy.
Hank was staring at Maggie's vertical slash, looking as if he were in some kind of trance. He saw the way her tightly clinging pussylips were now automatically opening and closing in response to the way Jo-Ann's slender fingers were thrust in and out. The older girl was moving wildly, totally out of control now. It amused him to think that all this arousal was really being caused by one girl massaging the other.
The young blonde had really learned her lessons well. She seemed to know what sex was all about by now. Though she lacked the innate sensuality Maggie had, she had "learned" her sensuality, and because she was such a good student, she always came back for more. He always had more to teach her, and with the addition of this new girl, he would have even more to teach.
The neighborhood was crawling with girls hovering between the ages of the two he had with him. Hell! Wouldn't it be something if he managed to build a harem of his own? Hell! All these luscious young nubile females, all fucking for him, all sucking his cock, all licking his body. That would really be something. Then he wouldn't have to go looking for those cock-hungry older women all of whom had marriage on their minds. Marriage would be fine in about fifteen years, when he needed a cheap housekeeper. A good fucking, food, shelter, and clothing would be all any older woman would want. But to enjoy fucking to the fullest, Hank had discovered there was nothing like young, untrained pussy - pussy to be trained his way.
Maggie felt her extended clitoris vibrating uncontrollably at an even faster rate. Her asscheeks were clenching involuntarily, slamming violently up and down, hitting solidly against the hand firmly squeezing them. Unconsciously she was drawing her knees up to her chest, still keeping her loins wide apart. Gasps came tumbling heavily from her throat - a throat so dry it felt swabbed and lined with cotton. Her body continued writhing and squirming in time to the way Jo-Ann's fingers continued probing into her simmering female cauldron. Every squishing sound of the fingers moving erotically in and out was a licentious delight to her ears, and the more Hank stared and Jo-Ann panted, the more aroused she inwardly felt.
"Look at the way the oil is pouring from her tight pussy," Hank muttered, more to himself than to Jo-Ann. "The fluid is running between her asscheeks onto the pillow."
As if to make the older girl aware of what Hank was talking about, Jo-Ann used the fingers of the hand she had been using to rub Maggie's buttocks to catch some of the falling fluid as it dribbled down and rub it against the anal star that was Maggie's tiny asshole. Maggie, feeling the finger rubbing her anal opening, tightened at first, then relaxed, well aware Jo-Ann had nothing but pleasure in mind for her. Initially there was some expected resistance as Maggie's sphincter attempted to reject the finger trying to push past it. But with the passage of time the lovely girl rubbed the rubbery ring until it completely relaxed and she was able to worm a finger into the lovely older blonde's rectum. When her finger was halfway in, she suddenly felt it being sucked the rest of the way in as she continued massaging the two fingers of her other hand into the lovely cunnus of the quivering older female. It gave Jo-Ann an awesome sense of power and she realized just what it was Hank felt when he did this with her.
Maggie had initially feared she might feel some kind of hurt or irritation when the younger girl had probed into her asshole, but Jo-Ann's fingers had an automatic gentleness about them so that all Maggie felt was pure enjoyment. The new enjoyment in her rear tunnel merely enhanced the thrills she was feeling in the center of her vagina.
"Even her asshole is sensuous," Hank muttered. "Now that's a part of her I could fuck without worrying about risking babies."
"Well, heck," Jo-Ann pouted. "We talked about something like this more than a week ago. If you're going to initiate an asshole with that lovely cock of yours, you're going to use it on mine, first."
Hank realized the younger girl was feeling jealousy and he smiled. He nodded, and Jo-Ann breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her task of making Maggie feel good. She leaned over and began kissing Maggie's body, offering her ass to Hank. The man rubbed the girl's buttocks, then began moving his finger toward Jo-Ann's rear rictus. This made Jo-Ann
suck on the swollen nipples attached to Maggie's solid breasts, causing her to undulate madly. Then Jo-Ann quivered as she felt Hank's tongue start to work on her rectal opening, licking and slurping. Cheez! If she didn't have Maggie's body on which to lavish her oral affections she probably would have gone out of her mind. She rammed her two fingers that much more deeply into Maggie's cunt, the tips almost touching the virginal membrane within. Her other finger reached even more deeply inside Maggie's asshole making the older girl pant with overpowering lasciviousness,
squirming out of control. The tongue slowly moving into Jo-Ann's narrow little sphincter made the younger girl gasp as particles of slivered ice showered through her entire nervous system. Wow! The feeling was fabulous!
Maggie, completely unaware of what Hank was doing with Jo-Ann, saw the younger girl's mouth near her own throat. As Jo-Ann's mouth moved higher, the older girl had the strangest compulsion and she yielded to it. Turning her head, she kissed her newfound friend for the first time, but kissed her as a man might. Her tongue twisted itself around the thrusting organ in Jo-Ann's mouth and her lips pressed firmly against those of the beautiful young blonde as surely
as they would have against the mouth of any boy. Her lower half was humping madly up and down, hurling itself against the fingers stabbing into her, Her eyes were presently closed tight, and she still thought Hank was looking at her. This built up the thrills inside her that much more.
Crazy, almost insane feelings were charging their way uncontrolled through her quivering form, starting from the center of her boiling pussy and swelling outward. Her ears no longer picked up any sounds other than the loud continual roar being caused by the fantastic orgasm welling up inside her. It was a feeling she had never even dreamed about.
Something marvelous swelled within her tumultuous depths, building ever higher, bringing her own inner emotions to the summit of delightful wonder. Her moving loins were lancing themselves against the continual probe of Jo-Ann's driving fingers, moving ever more swiftly as the twin digits ploughed themselves that much more deeply into her blistering pussy. On each downward retreat into the pillow beneath her rounded buttocks Maggie felt another thrill as a finger probed into the depths of her narrow rectum.
Thrill chased after thrill throughout her quivering body, building within her feminine self a quivering desire to reach that marvelous summit about which she had read and heard so much. She was continually speeding up her body movements in the hope of attaining that will-o-the-wisp feeling that seemed to be eluding her. Her bouncing torso was almost totally out of control, even with her mouth still pressed hungrily o that of the other girl. Then she knew she was going to attain that magnificent peak. She felt her budding orgasm ripening, enlarging, swelling within her quivering body, and then the sensations were moving upward, charging right out of her. Her lathered vagina began firing even heavier quantities of thick oil as she tightened all her inner muscles, going totally rigid.
"AAAAAI IIIYYY YYEEEE AAAAAG GGGHHH HHUUUU WWWWWR RRRGGG GGHHHH GGGGGL LLLLPHH HHHMMM MMWWWW UUURRR RRGGGG HHHH!" she bellowed into Jo-Ann's mouth as she began bouncing maddeningly, a total slave to her internal feelings. "HHHUUU NNNHHH HH ... GOD ... AAANNNGGGHHH ... OOOOOHHHH ... WWW WWAAAA AAHHHH!"
Then, in a rigidly crushing, vibrating, shuddering expulsion of muscular and nervous release, she felt all the climaxes within her flood forth. Her violently gyrating form was completely out of control, and she jerked and moved so swiftly, she found herself pulling away from Jo-Ann.
Jo-Ann and Hank were completely astonished at the lovely girl's twitching reactions. Maggie was presently in a world all her own, her mind completely oblivious to anyone or anything else. Darkness seemed to hover over her and then slowly seep into her brain as her entire physical self slowly relaxed, recovering as it were from a mental blackout. She smiled as delicious and secure warmth spread throughout her shuddering body.
Hank, who had taken his wet tongue away from the dark crinkle of Jo-Ann's asshole, was staring at Maggie, his tongue literally hanging out.
"Christ! I'd love to fuck her right now!" he muttered, but he knew that was impossible.
Jo-Ann knew it was impossible, too. So she waited quietly, knowing he would come up with the right solution as he always did.
"I wish I were able to plumb that pussy of hers," he muttered again. "Hell! I'm going to have to get that kid on the pill as soon as possible. Still, if I don't get my rocks off shortly..."
"Want me to teach Maggie the fine art of cocksucking?" Jo-Ann asked.
"Her mind is in too much of a fog," Hank replied. "She'd never even notice. Hell! She wouldn't notice right now if I jammed my cock up her ass."
"Speaking of asses, I though that's what you intended doing to my ass," Jo-Ann insisted.
"Are you sure you're ready?" Hank asked. "Remember, that back tunnel of yours is much narrower than your cunt. It'll have to go through one heck of a lot of stretching."
"I saw my ma take it that way, and anything she can do I can do better," Jo-Ann insisted.
"I wouldn't be the least bit surprised," Hank smiled.
During their conversation Maggie lay in a sort of semi-comatose state while lying flat on her back. Now Jo-Ann kneeled beside her with her bottom sticking up in the air. Hank kneed his way onto the bed, moved between her trembling thighs, and with his hands he began working her lovely asscheeks apart. Jo-Ann felt a world of delight chill her. At last she was about to be fucked as she had seen her father fuck her mother. It was her last unused hole. Heck! If she was able to take such a monster in her cunt, she was certain she'd be able to handle it in her asshole.
Her body automatically jerked and stiffened as she felt the throbbing dome of his prick touch her anal pucker. She was aware of her tightly narrow sphincter resisting, and then she squirmed, forcing her ass muscles to relax. Slowly, very, very slowly the head of his penis began widening her anal opening, stretching the rubbery ring. Heavy droplets of perspiration coming from his face fell on her back, and that was when she began feeling pain. She gasped out to him to stop, but the man didn't seem to hear her. He was clenching his teeth solidly together, shoving hard in spite of the fact that she was verbally objecting to what he was doing. She gasped aloud, heard by no one other than herself. Maggie was still in some kind of stupor, and it was obvious Hank was temporarily beyond hearing. She was aware of the stiff, thick pole shoving a little deeper into the tightness of her' back tunnel. Her fists hit the bed beneath her as, little by little, the phallic length totally buried itself in her rectum, the head poking into her colon.
Off behind her, to the right, she saw a small mirror sitting on the dresser, and it happened to be tilted so that she was able to see his cock in her ass. She was astonished at the way her rectal interior had opened up to take such a monster, and the man had not used any kind of grease as her father had done with her mother.
Slowly he began sliding his throbbing cock out of her backside, pulling it back until only the head remained inside. It was when his cock was pulled this far back that she realized he hadn't torn any of her interior membranes. The glistening secretions now covering his pole were lubricant, most if it coming from his own throbbing penis.
Wow! This was one terrific sight, even if she wasn't exactly crazy about the feel of it at the moment. Just looking at it made her think of what her father had done to her mother, and she thought that her own buttocks looked even more arousing with a cock between them than her mother's had looked when her daddy had poled her mother's asshole. Heck! If her mom had learned to love being fucked in the ass there was no reason on earth why she shouldn't learn to enjoy it, as well.
He pumped back and forth very slowly, and little by little she internally expanded until the discomfort and pain had slowly faded away. As time passed she realized the feeling was almost pleasurable, and then it became delightful. Yes, yes, now she was able to understand how her mother had enjoyed being sodomized. As Hank's massive log of flesh continued working its way in and out of her she discovered the delight starting to build even higher. Even more thrilling was the whacking of his scrotum against the lips of her pussy, hitting her clitoris.
He was pumping her asshole with regular rhythm now, his massively throbbing penis working its way in and out of the tight canal that was her anal tunnel. She was very much aware of Hank's flat, hard stomach smacking noisily against her round white buttocks each time he sank his hard pestle into her. Jo-Ann felt him wrap his arms firmly around her waist so he was able to pull her back all the more firmly on his meaty skewer.
Now Jo-Ann was really enjoying herself, feeling tingles shoot from her ass through her body into her cunt. She sighed, pushing her roundly dimpled behind backward, letting it surround the meaty length of his driving prong again and again. All the while she maintained her weight on her forearms, allowing her knees and feet to lift off the mattress each time the man stabbed the full length of his fleshy dagger into her.
She was more aware than ever of the way he fucked into her ass with stronger, harder, more driving strokes. His lancing cock was enchanting the tunnel of her rear as it continued heavily secreting the oily lubricant that constantly smoothed its way.
At the same time Jo-Ann's aching cunt felt hotter and hotter, and with one hand she reached between her trembling thighs, feeling for, finally finding the extending stem of her nubile clitoris. The thorn-like growth felt wonderful against the ball of her finger, so she continued rubbing and massaging it as his driving steampole consistently powered its way through her tiny little rectum, bringing her joy the like of which was unimagined.
Her free hand moved higher, seeking and discovering her girlish nipples as she took some of the weight of her upper body on her shoulders, pressing them into the mattress along with the side of her face. The orgasm she had longed for was beginning to build now, first in her finger-massaged clitoris, and then, oddly enough, in her rectum. Just as she had seen her mother climax from being anally fucked, so she, too, was feeling thrills mount in nerve-endings in her rear-end. Wildness was building with more and more rapidity in her squeezing rectal tunnel, and now she fully understood why her mother had insisted her father fuck her there. The feelings brought on were unaccountably fabulous and fantastic. Her inner intestines felt twisted in turmoil as the climax finally hit her with the power of a Patton tank in her ass. At the same time a second climax erupted through her clitoris, the result of her fingers massaging the little bud.
"EEEEEI IIIYYY YYAAAA IIIIIG GGGGG HHH ... GGGGGH HHHHHA AAAIII IIYYY AAANNN NNGGGG GHHHH ... HHH HHAAAA UUUUUW WWWAAA GGGGGH HHHHH!" the smaller blonde shrieked, butting her tiny round asscheeks against the man's thighs and belly, no longer thinking of him. At this point she was solely interested in herself and her own inner sensations. Concentrating hard, she squeezed down with the tube of her rectum to compress his phallus with such overpowering ferocity, Hank thought she might change it from a hard cylinder to a soft, flat-shaped probe - like a tongue depressor. Then her quaking body fell to the bed all doubled up. The tug of her trembling asshole pulled the man down on top of her girlish body, but Hank continued pumping into her like an uncontrolled rabbit.
Jo-Ann's mouth had been fantastic, and her cunt had been out-of-this-world, just as he knew the two orifices in Maggie would be almost as good, if not as good. But the asshole of this slender young blonde was unbelievable. It was as if she had been born for asshole-fucking, Jesus H Christ! Even now he felt the bubbling sperm continuing to build to higher peak and he wondered if Maggie's asshole would be half as good.
This was it! It was going to be the most glorious orgasm he had ever known. Now!
"GGGGGY YYYAAA GGGGHH HHHUUU NNNNGG GGGHHH. AAAAWW WWWAAA AARRRR GGGGGH HHAAAA GGGGHH UUUUUN NNN HHH HHHAAA AAGGGH HHH!" he bellowed, firing the heaviest load of spurting cream he ever remembered unleashing into the tiny anal tunnel that was Jo-Ann's crushing ass. He blasted away for what seemed to be an exceptionally long time, and even then he was unable to pull his cock out because her sphincterial tightness prevented the blood from leaving his cock, and as a result