Chapter 6
Melinda Madison turned the vibrating dildo on and off a couple of times so she could hear the hum and feel the tingling against her palm and the insides of her fingers.
Her sister, Michele, was on her back with her knees up in the air and her thighs opened. Her knees were pointing at opposite walls of the bedroom.
"I want you to stick it all the way inside me," Michele said. She could feel the ache in her pussy getting worse as she thought about the penetration.
"Would you like me to stick it in you hard or soft?" Melinda asked. The shy twin licked her full lips with the tip of her tongue to moisten them.
"I want you to stick it in me slowly - at first. After a while you can move it in and out as hard and fast as you want," Michele said breathlessly. Michele closed her eyes gently and pressed the back of her head against the foam-rubber pillow.
"Do you want me to turn it on first?" Melinda asked. She lowered her head so that she was looking at the quivering flesh of her sister's hot pussy. She could see the thick natural lubrications once again flowing out of the base of Michele's slit down into the crack of her ass and onto the bedspread where a new wet spot was forming.
"I want you to leave it off. Get it all the way inside me first — and then turn it on full blast!!!" Michele said, her voice catching with her anticipation.
"Can do," the shy twin said cheerfully, still holding the flesh-colored plastic fake prick clutched tightly in her tiny right hand.
The bold twin found it very difficult to keep her ass still. Her loins were on fire. There was a mounting pressure in her lower abdomen. Her clitoris was throbbing.
"Where did you get this thing anyway?" Melinda asked. She began to rub the tip of the dildo up and down the insides of her sisters thighs — all the way from her knees to the thoroughly engorged pink outer labia.
"I got it in a store in Syracuse," Michele said. Her voice was low. No more than a whisper. Even though they were alone in the house Michele acted as if they had to keep quiet. They were keeping secrets.
"What kind of a store? I have been to a lot of stores in Syracuse and I never ever saw anything like this," Melinda said. Michele moved the balls of her feet flat on the bedspread. She clutched at the covers with her curled toes.
"I got it at a health and beauty aid store," Michele said. "They called it a marital aid, or a muscle relaxer, or something like that."
"I guess they figured that it would be uncool to just come out and call it a dildo, huh?" Melinda said. The shape of the object betrayed its purpose. The only muscles that the fake cock was intended to relax were internal.
"Uh huh," Michele said. It was clear from the older sister's voice at that point that she was no longer in the mood for conversation. She needed the fake cock inside her — pronto.
Michele began to whimper and whine and Melinda understood. The shy girl placed the tip of the spurious phallus at the base of her sister's cunt slit.
The tip was rather pointy. Melinda pushed the tip in between Michele's slightly curled back inner labia. She pressed on the base. She pushed it in slowly.
Melinda's eyes went wide with awe as the plastic vibrator slowly disappeared inside her loving sister's hot poontang. It moved inside a fraction of an inch at a time.
All of Michele's muscles stiffened as she felt the tip of the marital aid moving past the mouth of her womb - toward the back wall of her vagina.
Melinda kept pushing on the base of the fake dick until only the very end was sticking out of the hole - keeping the swollen inner cunt lips pried far apart.
Michele could feel the entire length of the dildo stretching at the side walls and the back wall of her pussy. Her breaths were very rapid and very short.
Michele could hear herself panting with her growing lust. She could tell that she was going to start coming the second her sister turned the vibrator on.
Melinda paused for a moment and turned the dial at the base of the fake cock. Michele screamed bloody murder with the fantastic pleasure this caused.
Michele could feel her pussy spasming immediately. She could feel her orgasmic convulsion spreading in ripples to fill her lower torso.
Melinda held the dildo deep inside Michele's pussy with the tips of her arched fingers and licked her lips as Michele began to buck about wildly on the bed.
"ccc coo OOMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!" Michele screamed at the top of her lungs. Her face turned red as a beet and she began to thrash her head from side to side.
Michele could feel tears welling rapidly in her baby blue eyes. She pressed her long, slightly curled, golden eyelashes against her high cheekbones.
Melinda gripped the base of the dildo and began to pull it out. She pulled the fake cock almost all the way out of her sister's tight pussy.
Melinda stopped the withdrawl when only the very tip of the marital aid remained between her sister's inner cunt lips at the base of her slit — at the mouth of her seething, drooling fuck hole.
Michele could feel herself coming again and again as her insides were stimulated magically by the plastic sex toy she had bought in Syracuse.
Melinda began to moved the rod in and out of the hole using a slow steady motion. Melinda picked up the pace and pressure of the penetration as she went along.
It wasn't long before the little blonde was moving the dildo in and out of her twin's cunt as hard and fast as she possibly could - much to Michele's delight.
Michele could feel a fiery ball forming at the base of her skull. Her back teeth clenched. The muscles at the sides of her face protruded.
Her jaw ached. Her lips pulled back tight over her teeth so that her expression was half smile and half grimace. Her eyes were closed so tightly that her eyelids were wrinkled.
Melinda couldn't help but notice that the tops of her sister's shell-like ears turned redder than the rest of her face when she flushed with her acute hominess.
Michele also got especially red on the tip of her tiny button nose — and Melinda found herself wondering if her face looked the same way when she was writhing in ecstasy.
Michele came until she could come no more. She finally reached down and grabbed Melinda by the wrist firmly. Melinda stopped. She pulled the dildo out of the hole.
Melinda looked at the plastic cock and could see that it was all wet and shiny from the natural lubrication it had picked up inside Michele's cooze.
Michele could feel a warm afterglow filling her abdomen. Melinda crawled on top of her sister. They pressed their breasts and their lips together simultaneously.
Melinda could feel her sister's tongue deep inside her mouth. Melinda wrapped her full sensuous lips tightly around Michele's probing taster.
Melinda began to suck lightly at Michele's tongue, so that the bolder of the two teenage blondes could feel a pleasant tugging at her tongue's roots.
Melinda set the dildo down on the edge of the bed. The girls rolled their tongues together for a long time. Both sets of lips were wet and slippery from shared spittle by the time the soulful, passionate, incestuous kiss was complete.
Michele ran the tips of her fingers up and down Melinda's spine - all the way from the base of her skull to the soft spot at the top of the crack of her ass.
Melinda wished that she wasn't a virgin. Her inner pussy ached horribly. She had an itch and there was no way for her to scratch it. She would have had to pop her own cherry to get at the spots that needed to be touched the most severely — spots that had never been touched before.
Melinda decided that she was bloody sick and tired of being a chaste teenager. She wanted to have lots of fun at sex play like her sister.
She certainly wanted to get rid of her hymen. As far as she could tell the cherry was only getting in her way. There was part of Melinda that wanted her sister to bust down her maidenhead with the dildo right then and there.
But there was an even bigger part of the shy little girl that wanted to have her cherry popped by a real live, throbbing cock. No substitutions!
"I have an idea," Melinda said. She moved her mouth so that it was very close to her sister's ear. She flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth across Michele's earlobe. She explored the inside of that shell-like ear with the tip of her bold and curious taster. Michele shivered. She could feel the strange tingling at the back of her neck. She could tell that the little golden hairs back there were standing on end. She could feel her entire body become covered with a thick layer of gooseflesh.
"What?" Michele said. The girls moved so that they were both on their sides facing each other. They moved from side to side so that their nipples kissed.
"Let's take a shower together!" Melinda said cheerfully. Her eyes lit up. Michele thought that it was a splendid idea and both girls got off the bed.
"We had better take the dildo to the john with us," Michele mused. "I always like to wash it off in between playtimes, if you know what I mean."
Melinda nodded that she understood. They didn't bother to put any clothes on. They padded barefoot and naked out of the bathroom into the upstairs hall.
Michele set the base of the dildo on the corner of the tub so that the tip was pointing at the ceiling of the bathroom. She pushed the translucent shower curtain inside the white porcelain tub so that they wouldn't flood out the john as they bathed each other sensuously.
"How do you like your showers?" Michele asked. She turned on the faucets: and started the water. She turned the hot on all the way, and the cold just a little bit.
"Real steamy," Melinda replied. "I like it just short of scalding." It suddenly occurred to Melinda that she had to pee. She didn't feel shy at all. She sat on the toilet.
Michele looked at her and winked. The older twin volunteered to wipe Melinda's pussy gently with a ball of toilet paper once her precious leak was through.
Melinda thought that that was a very, sexy idea and leaned back against the tank and spread her legs after her swollen bladder had completely emptied.
Michele pulled off a strip of toilet tissue and placed it at the base of Melinda's cunt slit. She ran it all the way to the top of the pussy.
Melinda could feel herself shiver and .hear herself moan as her sister allowed the toilet paper to linger on her little man in the boat for a moment.
The water was very hot.
Steam rose.
The mirror on the medicine cabinet was quickly steamed over.
The same was true of the full-length mirror mounted on the back of the bathroom door. The girls stepped into the shower together. Michele placed her palms flat on the small of Melinda's back.
Melinda placed her hands on the back of Michele's neck. Their faces moved closer together as if they were moving in slow motion. They touched the tips of their tongues together a fraction of a second before their lips met. Their breasts were flattened against one another. Michele lowered her hands to the cheeks of Melinda's ass. Melinda used the tips of her long red fingernails to lightly scratch her sister between her shoulder-blades.
Melinda could feel the muscles in her buttocks being kneaded sensuously by her sister's fingers. Michele ran the middle finger of her right hand up and down the crack of Melinda's ass.
The younger twin shuddered and purred like a feline every time her sister stroked her tight puckered sphincter with her curious fingertip.
They spent a long time in the shower together that night.
Their skin was all wrinkled from the water by the time they were done.
Melinda went down on Michele right there in the tub.
Michele placed her feet as far apart as she could inside the tub.
Michele pressed her anklebones against the sides of the white porcelain.
Melinda dropped to her knees in front of her sister and licked her cunt.
Melinda could feel the needles of spray on top of her head.
Michele placed her palms on top. of Melinda's head and ran her nails through the tight blonde curls until she was pressing against her sister's pink scalp.
Melinda licked eagerly at the soaking wet delta of love.
Michele began to moan and groan. She gyrated her hips.
Michele arched her back sharply as her pleasure mounted.
She threw back her head and felt her jaw drop far.
Her mouth fell gaping open and her blue eyes closed tightly.
Melinda got her tongue as deep inside her sister's cunt as she could.
Then she licked and sucked at her sister's throbbing clit.
Michele could feel her umpteenth come of the night beginning.
Pussy juice gushed onto Melinda's working face once again.
This time the natural lubrication was washed away immediately.
They switched positions and Michele ate Melinda's cunt.
Only after they had both orgasmed did they get the soap. "I have a trick I want to show you," Michele said.
"What is it?" Melinda queried, her voice filled with interest.
"It's called the hide the soap trick," Michele said.
Michele placed her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle.
"Now, where would you hide the soap?" Melinda asked.
The shy sister's eyes were twinkling naughtily at that moment.
"In my pussy," Michele said. She bent at the knees and parted her thighs.
Michele ran the slippery bar of soap up and down her pussy. She then squatted further and pushed the bar of soap — which was a large bar, relatively new, though the letters of the brand name had worn off — right up into her hole. It disappeared all the way inside. Melinda applauded merrily.
"See?" Michele said. "I hid the soap." She giggled.
Melinda had a big grin on her face. She loved her sister very much.
Michele then clamped down on her inner cunt muscles and made the bar of soap shoot back out of the hole.
Melinda was envious.
This was just another sample of how limited her sexual potential was while she still possessed her maidenhead.
Michele and Melinda felt very sleepy after their shower.
They went downstairs and drank soda while watching TV.
But they soon became too sleepy to keep their eyes open.
Michele turned off the TV a little after two o'clock.
"Come on, angel. Time for beddie-bye," Michele said.
She shook her snoozing double by the shoulder violently.
Neither girl had bothered to put on any clothes. Mommy wasn't expected until the sun came up. She didn't really work Friday night. It was more like she worked Saturday morning.
Melinda woke and took Michele's hand. Michele pulled her to her feet.
Hand in hand, they climbed the stairs to their bedroom.
Melinda and Michele got into their own beds and fell fast asleep the second their heads hit the pillow - and neither woke until noon the next day.
"Have you got your homework done, young lady?" Monica Madison said sternly. It was Monday morning. Melinda had her books in her arms and was about to leave for school.
"Yes, Mommy," Melinda said, without turning to look.
"You look into my eyes when you talk to me, missy!"
Melinda stopped in her tracks, sighed and turned to look at her cruel mother.
"Yes, Mommy," Melinda said. She had her head tilted to one side.
"You give me another look like that and I'll slap you right across your lip!" Monica said.
"Can I go now? I'll be late for school," Melinda whined.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Get the hell out of here." Monica turned her back on Melinda. The little girl left. She could only think of one thing. She had to get laid. She knew that Michele could find a guy any time she wanted to, so she saw no reason why she should have any difficulties. Still, it was going to be nerve-racking.
Michele came skipping down the stairs about thirty seconds behind her sister.
"Morning, Mommy. Gimme sugar," Michele said. She kissed her mother on the cheek.
"Good morning, sweetheart," Monica said. "Have fun at school today!"
"I will, Mommy. See ya!" Michele said and skipped out the door. "HEY, MINDY! WAIT UP!"
Melinda stopped in her tracks and waited for her sister to catch up with her. She told herself that she should have waited for her in the first place Melinda figured they would probably be hanging around with one another more often now that they were lovers.
"Why is Mommy so mean to me, Michele?" Melinda asked.
"Because she is jealous."
"Huh?"
"Sure. She wishes she could have your cheery outlook on life."
"Bull poop!" Melinda said.
"It's true."
"I don't believe you."
"So don't. Mommy is mean to almost every one. I can't help if I'm her little baby. I am the exception, not the rule," Michele said.
"I guess you are right," Melinda said. "God, I'm horny."
"You wanna cut school and make out in the woods?" Michele said.
"Uh uh," Melinda replied. She shook her head from side to side.
"How come?" Michele asked. She didn't seem too upset — just curious.
"I wanna find a boyfriend," Melinda said. "Please don't laugh."
"I'm not laughing. I think it is a wonderful idea," Michele said.
"I was hoping you might be able to help me," Melinda said shyly.
"No sweat, sugar pie honey bunch. What would you like to know?"
"Which guys do you think would most want to go out with me?" Melinda asked. Her voice was low. They walked down the sidewalk shoulder to shoulder. Their heads were down.
"Any one you want?" Michele said. "The first rule you have to remember is: Boys will do anything. "Doesn't make a difference. I suggest you stay away from guys with steady girlfriends or else you might get beaten up in the lavatory."
"Oh, I know. I can really have anyone I want?" Melinda asked.
"Sure. No problem. Some guys are quicker," Michele said.
"I don't understand," Melinda said. Her brow was furrowed.
"Like some guys are shy. Like you. They might not have much experience. It could take some tender loving care to get a guy like that out of his duds."
"I see."
"But the good looking jocks, for example, well, they are fucking all the time. Wink at one of them and he'll be dragging you into the woods in a second. You just have to be calm. And blunt. Always be blunt. Do not beat around the bush. The guy will think he isn't understanding you correctly if you are too subtle. I have always found that wanna fuck works, if you really have to say anything at all."
"I can say wanna fuck wordlessly," Melinda replied.
"Good girl. Do you have anyone in mind?" Michele queried.
"Uh huh," Melinda said. Her eyes twinkled. She was sure.
"Don't be a tease, Mindy! Tell me who!" Michele said.
"Bernard Shakey," Melinda said. She looked at her toes as she walked.
"He's an egghead. A good looking egghead — but shit. He might want to talk to you about science or something."
"Biology, more than likely," Melinda said with a giggle.
"Good luck," Michele said. She draped her arm across her sister's shoulder
"Thank, Michele. We can still fool around at home."
"Cut that crap out. I know! Do you think I'm giving up boys?"
"Sorry. I think that my life is changing for the better."
"It would certainly seem that way. I hope Bernard has a big one!"
"Not too big," Melinda said.
Michele caught a note of worry in her sister's voice.
Melinda did not see Bernard until two o'clock in the afternoon.
It was a bright sunshiny day. Spring was in full gear.
There wasn't a cloud in the sky over the tiny town.
The sun beat down hotter than it had all year on Rushdale.
Melinda thought it was a perfect day to lose her virginity.
She sat next to Bernard in English class. While the teacher was talking she slipped the handsome boy a note.
Bernard was exactly six feet tall - although he was still growing. His hair was dark brown, almost black, and just as curly as Melinda's. Bernard had broad shoulders and a slim middle. His legs were long. He had the long finely-toned muscles of a swimmer rather than the bulky muscles of a weightlifter. His eyes were large and very dark. His lips were full. Bernard's jaw was square. He had a dimple in the middle of his chin. His complexion was olive. He tanned very dark in the summer. He was a genius. The smartest kid in the class. Melinda wanted some of his essential juices pumped into her pussy.
The note said, "MEET ME UNDER BLEACHERS AFTER LAST PERIOD."
After checking Melinda's note for grammar errors, Bernard wrote on the back, "ARE YOU WHO YOU SAY YOU ARE?"
Melinda had to think about this for a moment. Then it occurred to her. He thought that she was playing a game. He thought that she and her sister had switched for the day — something that they could probably do but had never even considered.
"MINDY WANTS YOU," the pretty little blonde wrote back.
Bernard grinned.
Melinda knew that it was going to be a long wait until last period.
Ninety minutes!
She knew that it would seem like a decade. Melinda squirmed.
Bernard and Melinda exchanged glances all during class.
The little girl could feel the blood pumping down in her body. She could feel both her inner and outer cunt lips swelling rapidly with the blood of her arousal.
She could feel a savage ache forming deep inside her pussy — at the spot she knew Bernard would soon be stroking with the head of his prick.
She could feel a mounting tension in her lower abdomen. It was a womanly lust. Melinda knew that she was about to graduate from being a little girl into being a woman.
The pretty little blonde knew that Bernard was going to tear a piece of her away. Forever. He was going to tear a piece from her that would never grow back!
And she didn't care.
She held no nostalgia.
She yearned for womanhood.
She yearned for the bliss of vaginal penetration.
But the end of school finally came. When Melinda got to the bleachers she was pleased to find that handsome Bernard Shakey was already there and waiting for her. He was a crisp dresser. He was one of the few guys in her class that wore slacks rather than raggedy jeans.
"Wanna go someplace and fool around?" Melinda said.
She stood very close to him. There was no one else around. No one watching. She folded her fingers at the back of his neck. Bernard cleared his throat.
"This isn't like you," Bernard said. "You haven't said ten words to me in your whole life and now you are all over me?"
"You don't like it?"
"I love it. I just think that it is strange," Bernard said.
"I guess I woke up," Melinda said. She knew that she could be vague and he would still understand. After all he had an I.Q. of three zillion or something.
"I'm glad that you woke up and saw me," Bernard said.
Melinda got up on her toes and Bernard stooped. They kissed.
Their tongues rolled together. He was so muscular. So taut. Melinda wanted to fuck him so bad she could taste it. She could feel her clit twitching like a finger on the trigger of a gun.
Melinda rubbed her crotch against the front of his thigh. Bernard rubbed back sensuously. The kiss ended. They were both breathless with passion. Melinda had never kissed a guy like that before.
"Where can we go?" Melinda asked. Her mouth was only a fraction of an inch from the side of the boy's neck so he could feel her hot moist breath on his jugular vein. It warmed his whole body and he blustered his full lips a bit.
"I know a place."
"Where?"
"The woods beside the north forty," Bernard said. He took her hand. "Come on!" The north forty was the back field behind the high school building. When a guy fucked up in gym he had to run all the way around it. Most guys puked. Those that didn't puke sometimes had to run it again - until they puked — and then they could stop.
Bernard was no jock. He liked to keep in shape and all. It was the jock mentality that he despised.
Melinda could feel her pussy getting wet as they walked toward the woods. She could tell that she was soaking the crotch of her panties.
She wore white bikini panties that day.
"Very symbolic," Bernard would say when he saw them.
When they got into the woods they went directly to a private clearing, where the earth was dry and the grass was warm. It was too early in the year for mosquitoes to be a problem. Melinda wasted no time. She wanted to get out of her clothes as fast as she could. She had never seen an erect penis before. She was greatly looking forward to her first glimpse of Bernard's cock. She could see a bulge forming in the crotch of his tight black slacks. Melinda began to unbutton her yellow blouse. She pulled the blouse out of her dark blue designer jeans. She had, naturally, worn her tightest pants that day Melinda pulled the front of her blouse open and Bernard's eyes went wide when he looked at her tits. He thought that they were the most beautiful breasts he had ever seen. The nipples were hard and erect. Melinda could feel the feminine erections at the tips of her firm boobs burning with a desire to be stroked, licked and sucked by the handsome dark haired boy.
Melinda pulled off her shirt and hung it on a nearby branch. Bernard likewise removed his shirt. Melinda was pleased to see that his chest was muscular and covered with a thick rug of fur. His belly was flat, hard and also quite hairy. The boy kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks. Melinda did likewise. At the same time they reached for the top of their pants. Melinda unbuttoned the single button that held the top of her designer jeans closed and pulled down her fly. She hooked her thumbs under her pants and the elastic to her white panties at the same time. She could feel the wet crotch of her bikini underwear crawling up uncomfortably between the swollen outer lips of her seething poontang.
Then Bernard pulled down his pants and underwear at the same time.
Melinda gasped.
She couldn't believe it.
He was huge.
A full nine inches of throbbing cock meat standing at attention if front of the boy's slim loins. His cock was thick too, and Melinda could feel her palms begin to sweat as she thought about how far her virgin cunt was going to have to stretch to take that rod.
She looked at his balls, which dangled low beneath the base of his dick. Her mouth watered. They were nude. Melinda could see the entire length of Bernard's dick bobbing up and down with anticipation.
The pretty little blonde could feel her natural lubrication rolling thickly and hotly down the insides of her smooth, milky white, thighs as she stood in the grass with her feet a little more than shoulder-width apart. The little girl could feel her clitoris twitching violently at the top of her quim slash. Her inner cunt lips were so swollen that Bernard could see them dangling. He couldn't believe how bald her cunt was. He had never fucked Michele, so he didn't know what to expect. She was practically bald down by her pussy. For some reason this made the ache in Bernard's nuts get worse. His cock head snapped upward all of a sudden and slapped him in his belly.
Melinda dropped to her knees before him.
She licked his balls.
She sucked his testicles.
She drenched his wrinkled scrotal sack in spittle!
She licked his cock and thought about sucking it. But she sprawled on her back in the grass instead.
She didn't want him to come in her mouth. She didn't want to wait. The sooner he popped her cherry — the more the pretty little blonde was going to like it.
Melinda felt cunt juice dribbling from her twat's base.
The crack of her ass was lubricated by the cooze honey.
Bernard could feel his purple glans throbbing very hard.
His urethra opening pulsated with the rapid beating of his heart.
The handsome boy could feel butterflies in his stomach.
This was to be only his third lover — and one of his previous lovers had been a one-night affair.