Chapter 6
"This is a drag," said Jon.
"I hear you," said Ron, "but what can we do about it?"
The boys had been locked in their room all day and evening, as punishment for their little adventure with Patty Chase. Trudy had brought them dinner on a tray but had ignored their pleas to be released. Now it was eight o'clock, dark outside, and they were bored pissless.
"Listen," said Jon, "to hell with this. I can't stand it another minute. Trudy must be watching TV, maybe even in bed by now, and she won't be back. Let's sneak out the window and get ol' Patty."
"Great idea," said Ron, jumping off his bed. "Let's go. We can make dummies out of our pillows, so if she does come to check, she'll think we're asleep."
The boys arranged the beds, turned out the light, and snuck out of the window.
It was a warm Indian summer night, fragrant and exciting. They ran silently across the lawn which connected their house with the Chases' and snuck into the back yard. Looking up at the second story, they saw a lighted window with frilly curtains.
"That's gotta be Patty's room," said Ron. "Give me a boost, then I think I can get up that drain pipe."
"Right," said Jon. He bent down so his brother could stand on his shoulders, and then, with some effort, hoisted Ron high enough to grab the pipe. Ron went up it like a monkey and got close enough to tap lightly on the window. Patty's face appeared almost at once, and when she saw Ron, she grinned broadly.
"Meet us in the back yard," Ron said, and Patty nodded vigorously. He slid back down the drain pipe, and presently Patty snuck out the back door and joined the boys. She was wearing hip-hugger jeans which flattered her taut, tan belly and a red halter so skimpy that the twins could see the brownish shadow of her pointed little nipples.
"My Dad's still awake," she said, "so we can't stay here. He might hear us. Come with me."
The boys followed Patty through the shrubbery, and presently they came to a small playhouse at the back of the yard. They had to stoop to get in the door, but inside their heads just brushed the ceiling. It was a well-equipped playhouse. Patty switched on an electric light, and the boys saw that the place was carpeted, curtained, and even had a small sleeping pallet in the corner.
"Pretty nice, huh?" said Patty. "Dad built it for me when I was a little kid. I don't use it much any more, though."
"I think we could make good use of it now," said Jon, grinning mischievously.
Patty frowned. "Not so fast. You guys got me in a lot of trouble today. I've been grounded for the whole weekend. I'm not even supposed to leave my room."
Ron shrugged. "Same here, but that doesn't mean we can't have some fun."
"Just what do you mean by 'fun'?" said Patty suspiciously.
"Well," said Jon, "for openers, we could take up where we left off this afternoon."
"I don't know about that," said Patty. "What if he catches us again?"
"So what?" said Ron. "All he can do is ground you, and that didn't stop you from being here."
Patty thought it over and smiled. "I guess you're right. I kinda like your way of thinking, fellows. You think a lot like I do."
"You mean, not taking any shit from adults?" said Jon.
"Right," said Patty. "Kids should have a lot more freedom."
"We agree," said Ron. "So let's start being free. Let's take off our clothes."
"What does that have to do with being free?" said Patty.
"Well," said Jon, laughing, "it makes you free of clothes, doesn't it?"
Patty laughed, too. "I guess it does. Okay, I'm game."
She began to strip, and the twins quickly followed suit, tripping over their clothes in an effort to undress and watch Patty at the same time. Her slim little figure seemed quite childish in comparison to Trudy's mature body, but it was nonetheless enticing to the virginal boys. Perhaps, with just a little luck, tonight would be their night to score. Patty tossed aside the last of her clothing and stood before them, blushing but brave, her sweet tiny tits quivering slightly.
"Now, this doesn't mean you guys are gonna get away with anything," she said firmly.
"I know, I know," said Jon. "We hear that all the time."
"All girls are a-like," Ron said dismally.
"Just what do you mean by that?" said Patty.
"We mean," said Jon, "that girls lead you on, but then they don't come through. Women are all cockteasers."
"Bullshit," said Patty. "I'm not."
"Then prove it," said Ron.
Patty chose instead to change the subject. She walked over and sat down on the sleeping mat, her pert little tits jiggling, and said, "It sure was a nice warm day. For October, I mean."
The twins were not to be distracted from their mission, however. They approached the sleeping mat and sat down on either side of Patty. Jon laid his hand on her slim, tan thigh, and Ron put his arm around her smooth shoulders. Already the youths' pale young cocks were half erect, just from the stimulus of sitting next to a naked girl. Patty noticed the milk-white organs twitching and swelling, and her eyes widened.
"Hey," she said, "look at that. They're both growing. Does that mean you guys are horny?"
"Yep," said Jon succinctly.
Patty squirmed nervously between the two aroused boys. "Well, I can dig it," she said, "but I still don't think it's a good idea for me to go all the way with you. Daddy gave me quite a lecture today about it. He says I might get pregnant."
"Wrong," said Jon, coming up with a lie almost instantly, "you're too young. We're too young. There's nothing to worry about."
"Right," said Ron. He slid his arm all the way around Patty and touched one of her newly budding breasts, gently fondling and squeezing it. "Come on, Patty," he said soothingly, "let's do it. It'll be a lot of fun."
Meanwhile Jon slipped his hand into Patty's crotch, sought out her tiny moist clit, and began to play with it. The girl looked dizzily from one brother to the other, torn between her father's lecture on morality and the delicious feeling of having her tits and pussy stimulated. She leaned back against Ron's shoulder, so that now he could reach both her sensitive breasts, and she let her slim legs fall open a little wider, so Jon could move his busy hand from her clit through her labia to the wet little mouth of her cunt. It felt so nice to be touched that way, she just couldn't bring herself to stop, at least not for the moment. Dazedly she reached down and gingerly touched both the boys' semi-erect pricks.
"Is it okay if I play with them?" she asked.
"Oh, sure," said Jon. "We like that."
"Just be gentle," said Ron. "Play all you want."
Patty was amazed to find the hard-looking organs very soft and warm and silky, a pleasure to touch. She ran her hand up and down the smooth shafts, and under her fingers she felt the taut flesh growing ever hotter and more rigid. Both little peters rose gradually till they nudged the palm of her hand impatiently and left little wet smears of dribbling cream. Patty curled her fingers around the hard little organs and began to pump them harder, till gradually the wrinkled foreskins worked back and revealed the cherry red glans and the drooling little holes at the very tips. She lazily smeared the oozing cream all around with the tip of her finger, making both cocks shine. Her curiosity led her to reach lower, touching the twins' rosy fat balls, gently squeezing them to test their weight and texture. These, too, were a pleasure to touch.
Meanwhile the twins were getting desperately horny. Patty's innocent touch was exciting them powerfully, as was the sight of her naked, pretty body w-edged warmly between them. Ron bent down and flicked her light brown nipple with the wet tip of his tongue, and Patty moaned happily at the pleasant sensation. He fastened his lips around the soft nipple and began to suck it, and the pretty teenager whimpered with pleasure, her tender nipple growing hot and erect in response to his hungry wet sucking. Jon wriggled his finger stiffly into her narrow wet vagina and began pumping it in and out like a miniature cock. Patty moaned and creamed hotly all around his probing finger, and he felt her powerful young cunt muscles gripping and tugging it, trying to draw it deeper inside her belly. She began to whimper and cream steadily, and the hornier she got, the less she could remember of her father's stern lecture against fucking. It seemed to make no sense that something so delicious could be wrong.
Patty sighed deeply and sank back onto the sleeping mat, oblivious to everything but the beautiful sensations she was getting from her tits and pussy. Lying there on her back, she closed her eyes and grinned lustily as Ron bent over her and sucked her sweet little tits wetly and noisily, and Jon parted her slim legs and began to tongue her bright red clit. Sharp sensations of pleasure radiated from the tender tips of her brown nipples and the erect, moist shaft of her clitoral bud, warming and melting her whole body. Patty had necked with boys a few times and sometimes she'd gotten a little aroused, but never anything like this. For the first time in her young life she felt powerful sexual urges, the need to go all the way. Almost without being conscious of it, she opened her legs wider and wider, giving plenty of working room to Jon's busy wet tongue, and she began to move her hips gently in the motions of fucking. Her tiny virgin cunt creamed hotly and steadily, and she twined her fingers tightly in Ron's long hair as he nibbled and sucked her swollen little boobs. She just couldn't stop now. It felt too good, much too good....
Ron and Jon observed the growing puddle of juice between Patty's legs, which they now understood to be a sign of female arousal. They saw the rosy flush of her sweet little body, the sensual grin on her pixie face, and the way her small breasts and nipples had swelled up under the stimulus of Ron's busy mouth. The scarlet tissues between her legs were puffed up and brightly wet with her pussy juices, and her slim hips moved rhythmically in time to Jon's stroking tongue. It was time. The twins glanced at each other and nodded. There was no debate about who went first, since it was already agreed that Ron would have first crack at Patty, and Jon at Trudy. Winking at his twin, Ron slowly rolled over on top of Patty and settled with a deep sigh between her legs.
Patty felt the warmth and weight of Ron's muscular young body settling down on top of her, and she knew she should call a halt to things at once, but she was too dizzy with pleasure, too eager for more, to say a word. She felt the wet tickle of his hard cockhead as he poked around, seeking her vagina, and still she couldn't bring herself to say no. Then she felt a sudden tightness around the wet hair-fringed mouth of her virgin cunt, felt something slim but rock-hard pushing into her, and heard Ron's rapid excited breathing. She'd heard that it hurt a girl the first time, but she felt no pain, only a delicious sensation of being stuffed and penetrated. She creamed in scalding floods all around his steadily advancing cock, and she instinctively flung her legs around his waist to pull his dick in deeper.
"Oooooo," she moaned, "ooooo, yes, YES, that feels great. I want it...."
Ron was just as excited as Patty. He sweated with horniness as he worked his cock for the first time into a vaginal sheath, delighted to find it so hot and tight and slick. At last his balls came to rest against her firm little ass, and he looked at his brother in amazement and joy.
"My cock's in," he said wonderingly. "I actually did it. I'm not a virgin any more."
"Whoopee," said Jon, not very sympathetically. "Will you for chrissake get on with it, so I can have my turn?"
Ron grinned and fell to work. He wasn't sure just how fast to move his cock once he got it inside her little twat, but Nature soon showed him. He merely followed his instincts, moving his cock in the way that pleased him most, a quick short jabbing motion in Patty's mushy tight little fuckhole, which seemed to delight her as well.
"Oh, yes," she squealed, "that really feels great. Keep doing it fast, hard ... Ohhh...."
She clung fiercely to him, digging her nails into his shoulders, but Ron didn't even feel it. He knew only the wonderful red-hot friction he was creating by digging his hungry young prick ravenously back and forth in her wet velvet tunnel. Hot pleasure shot through him with every stroke, melting his loins, making him gasp shrilly. His small white buttocks flew, his belly slapped loudly against hers, and his rosy balls bounced wildly as he fucked the squealing eager girl for all he was worth. Balling was tremendous fun, and he knew he'd never be content with anything less from now on.
"Oh, man," he panted to his brother, "this is just fantastic, Jon. You gotta try it. Oh, Jesus, wow, aaahhh...."
"I'm sure as hell gonna try it," Jon said impatiently, "if you ever finish."
It seemed like a million years to Jon, whose own cock was ready to burst with horniness, but in fact it was less than a minute before Patty and Ron popped off. The kids were so lusty, so excited, that they couldn't hold out longer than that. First it was Patty, screeching, slamming her pussy back and forth to meet Ron's busily sawing dick, her eyes rolling crazily as she experienced her very first orgasm. She'd heard about "cumming," but hadn't realized how powerful and delightful it really was. She creamed hotly and steadily as she came, wailing her sharp pleasure and working her hot little cunt furiously all around Ron's rigid little prick. This in turn brought Ron off. He gasped as the thunderous climax hit him, and then he was whining and fucking Patty with blinding speed as he shot his boy cum load into her virgin womb. His abundant boycum overflowed her tiny cunt and pooled out to wet the blanket beneath them. He collapsed in her arms, red faced and panting, grinning broadly.
"I did it," he said proudly, "I actually balled a girl."
"Wonderful. Congratulations," said Jon. "Now roll the hell off and let me do it."
Ron was so exhausted, however, that his brother had to drag him off Patty's flushed body. His limp little prick, rosy from friction, slipped from her tight nipping cunt with a loud slurp, then fell sleepily to rest against his thigh. Ron settled down next to Patty and propped his head on his hand to watch the action.
Patty seemed more than eager to take on a second partner. Like most women, she was capable of more than one climax in a short time, and already her lusty young body was eager for more. The puddle of cum on the bed was streaked with her virginal blood, but Patty felt no pain, her lust and enjoyment far outweighing any discomfort. She grinned naughtily at Jon and opened her arms to him. His pale young prick was pointing straight at the ceiling, dribbling hot cream, and as she thought of taking that stiff little sausage into her greedy pussy, her vaginal juices spurted out in a flood, steamy and abundant.
"Hurry, Jon," she said, "I want to make it with you, too."
Jon was doing his best, but was facing a common difficulty. Even though he could see her weeping vaginal mouth, even though he'd touched it and located it before, he couldn't seem to get his cock in there. He lay over Patty, humping and panting, working his rigid dick blindly in her mushy vulva, but the fucker wouldn't go in. He was just about to whine with frustration when, by a lucky stroke, he hit the mark. He felt his hungry meat slipping into a tight hole, well juiced with his brother's fresh cum, wonderfully hot and slick and clinging. Patty was well lubricated from her first fuck, and he quickly plunged his prick all the way up her tiny cunt, his balls sliding to rest against her tiny ass. It seemed to good to be true, and Jon drew back a little to check. Sure enough, his pale rigid prick was lodged in Patty's hair-fringed little fuckhole. She lay there grinning at him, her slim legs flung wide apart, impaled on his prick.
"Oh, wow," he said.
"Isn't it great?" said Ron.
"Jesus, yes," said Jon. "So fuckin' tight-and hot. It's like an oven in there."
"Will you two stop talking?" said Patty, squirming impatiently. "Come on, Jon, ball me. I want it NOW."
Jon and Ron winked at each other, and then Jon eased himself down again onto Patty's hot slim body and began to move his pelvis as he'd seen his brother do, a swift slamming motion that made his rigid little cock jab and poke fiercely in and out of Patty's mushy hot little prick hole. She squealed with delight, and Jon felt the scalding burst of her cream all around his fiercely probing dick. She instinctively used her tight young vaginal muscles to squeeze his cock and get more delicious friction, but she was so wet that the result was an obscene slurping and sucking noise which made everybody giggle.
"Sounds like a cow walking through mud," said Ron.
"Oh, will you shut up?" said Patty, snickering. "We're supposed to be fucking, not cracking jokes. Come on, Jon, DO it to me."
"I am, I am," said Jon, sweating and panting.
He set to work in earnest, disregarding the loud slurping and sucking sounds as his virgin cock reamed and raked her tiny wet cunt. His hips flew, his balls slapped loudly against her taut buttocks, and Patty wailed with delight and wrapped her legs tightly around him, just as she'd done with his brother. Her pussy slammed back and forth in time to his strokes, her strong young cunt nipped and squeezed his eager meat, and Jon found that it was almost impossible to keep from cumming.
"Oh, Jesus," he whined, "I'm gonna shoot, Can't hold back...."
He did hold back, however, in surprise, as Patty suddenly arched her little body sharply and gave a piercing scream. For a moment the brothers thought she was in pain, but as they watched, she worked her pussy more violently than ever, slamming it eagerly up and down Jon's impaling meat, and she creamed great floods of cunt juice, her childish face twisted in a snarl of lust.
"Oooooo," she shrieked, "I'm cumming again, oooooo, AAAGGGHHH...."
Jon kept fucking her, following the fierce rhythm of her slamming cunt, and in another second he felt his balls tightening, a hot race of sperm up the buried shaft of his cock, and then the blinding burst of pleasure as he began to shoot his cum load, jet after jet, into Patty's gasping womb. He yelped and groaned as he humped her in his frantic final spasms, till at last his balls were empty and his prick slipped limp and exhausted from her tight nipping sheath. He rolled off her with a great sigh of fulfillment.
"Holy shit," he said. "That was even better than I heard."
"Yeah, it was," said Ron. "Really fantastic. Did you enjoy it, Patty?"
"Enjoy it?" she said, wide-eyed and flushed. "I LOVED it. Let's do it again."
Ron and Jon discovered, for the first time, that a cock doesn't necessarily perform on command. Both boys were willing and eager to have another round with Patty, but their pale damp pricks refused to stand up. The twins tried pumping their exhausted dicks with their fists, then had Patty play with them, but it was no go. A certain amount of time was required for recuperation, they realized.
"Shit," said Ron, "I guess we'll just have to wait till tomorrow. Could we meet here again, Patty, as soon as it gets dark?"
"Sure," said Patty, "I'll be here. But in the meantime I have to DO something. I'm so horny I could scream." She glanced wistfully at the boys' sleepy soft little pricks. "Guess I'll have to do what I always do when I'm horny," she said.
"What's that?" said Jon.
"Jack off," said Patty.
"Oh, bull," said Ron. "You can't jack off without a cock."
"Oh, yes, you can," Patty purred as she seized her tiny red clit and began to rub it.
The twins watched in amazement. They certainly were learning a lot about women the last couple of days.