Chapter 6
We found an ideal spot about one hundred yards into the woods. It was a clearing about twenty feet in diameter, under a huge oak tree. The place was deserted, and would afford complete privacy.
Brad wasted no time in spreading the big blanket on the ground. "Okay, you foxy looking babes, who wants to get fucked first?"
"Neither of us," Sheila said. "We want to keep our virginity."
"Oh hell, I thought this was going to be my lucky day. I never had two beautiful sisters at the same time, even if you are jailbait."
"And we've never had a beautiful twenty year old guy at the same time," I said.
"We just want to play with your dong, and watch it spurt," said Sheila. We're trying to find out how those things work," she lied, because we already knew.
No one had to suggest that we take our clothes off. We were doing that automatically. Brad was the first to get totally naked, and plopped down on the blanket watching us take off the last pieces.
"You two certainly are beautiful."
We smiled at his admiration of our bodies, and quickly became totally nude, and sat on the blanket next to him. Without any hesitation, I reached out and took his cock in my hand, while at the same instant Brad pulled my sister's lips to his, and they kissed passionately.
I inspected this new piece of meat carefully. It too, was circumcised, but not as large as Mark's, either in thickness, or in length, but it was just as hard. The only other contrast was in the color. Brad's pecker was more red in color, and didn't have such a large tulip bulb head. It was just as exciting to hold, and throbbed with excitement.
Sheila broke away from her tongue kissing, and looked down at me fondling his tool. "Go ahead
Ellen, do it. Put your mouth on it."
I smiled in response to her coaxing, opened my mouth wide, held my breath, and went down. As soon as my lips made contact, Brad let out a loud sigh of pleasure. At first, I just slid my lips up and down over the head of his cock, for this was a whole new experience, and I approached it carefully. I could taste the pre-cum semen that was dribbling out. It was a little salty, but otherwise not unpleasant. Sort of like sucking on a fat pretzel.
My parted lips moved past the circumcised ridge and pumped up and down in longer strokes, taking about half of his length each time. I was afraid that my teeth would hurt him, and probably had my mouth open more than I should have in order to avoid biting his flesh. The sensation of having him in my mouth was wonderful. I loved it, and quickly began to relax, and to suck as if I had been doing it all my life. I found myself working my mouth up and down with a passion and excitement that I didn't know was possible. It was different from sucking pussy, although I wasn't really trying to compare the two at that moment. It was like I was trying to get a last lick on a lollypop before someone came along and took it away.
The only problem I had, was my mouth got tired quickly, plus I still had the fear of choking on a load of cum. I was afraid that he would shoot a huge wad of cum into my mouth, and I would gag.
I wasn't so much afraid of tasting his cum, as I was of not being able to handle it, but I was a little apprehensive. But, because of my mouth getting sore and tired so quickly, I didn't suck on him for long.
I pulled my lips off, and started to lick his shaft. First, up one side, then the other, and up and across the head which still oozed juice. I used my tongue to lick every inch of his meat, and it drove him wild. All the while that my tongue was playing up, down, and around, one hand was gently playing with his tight balls. The ball technique was in a book I had read, and it seemed to be working nicely. I remember the book saying that men loved their balls caressed and licked, but very gently because it was an extremely sensitive area.
Sheila broke away now and then from her passionate kisses with Brad, to examine the action going on down below her. When I looked up at her, we would exchange knowing smiles, but I didn't stop licking. Her eyes were wide with excitement, and I knew sooner or later we would be swapping positions.
Brad's hands were busy too. One hand was gently pinching her hard nipple, and the other was thrust into her pussy.
When I pulled my mouth back a few inches from his swollen muscle, I continued to examine and admire the beauty of a male organ. It was a far greater turn-on than I had imagined, and my own box was full of sticky cum from my first climax. Up until this moment, I had always been afraid of the idea of giving head, but now I had overcome that fear, and was enjoying every inch. The only fear I had at the moment, was of hurting him with my teeth, and swallowing the load I knew would come eventually. I wanted to see it spurt out, rather than feel it slide down my throat.
So, instead of resuming the blow job, I started to lick his hairy balls, ever so gently. Brad couldn't get his legs spread apart far enough it seemed, as he moaned. Being very careful not to hurt those tender round marbles, I prodded at them gently with my tongue, licking and then blowing on them. I held the sack containing his nut in one hand, and lifted them up, and stuck my tongue under his sack. Brad helped me by raising his hips, and my wet tongue lubricated his perineum. I almost was licking his ass-hole, and was ecstatic over the obvious pleasure my technique was bringing the both of us.
Just as I was slowly licking and kissing my way back to his pulsating pole, Sheila's hand reached down and started jerking on it. I pulled my face away, and licked the drooling saliva from my lips, and we grinned at one another, before she twisted her body, and plunged her own mouth onto his cock.
I had an orgasm right then and there, watching my sister bob up and down on Brad's cock. It was a fantastic turn on, seeing her blonde hair tumbling around as she gobbled every inch possible. Not yet being expert cock suckers, we of course were not able to take his full erection down to the hilt, but we were devouring as much as possible.
Sheila's head was rocking back and forth, and she gagged and choked a couple of times, but like a trooper, didn't give up. She was making wild animal-like noises, and slurping at the same time.
Brad reached out, and drew me to him, and we swapped spit for several minutes while Sheila went crazy on her cocksicle. Brad then sort of pulled me up a little, and started stuffing one of my tits in his mouth. His tongue was hot and strong, and I could feel my nipple harden.
While he was devouring my tit, I felt his hands wrap around my ass. One hand on each cheek. He kneaded my cheeks like bread dough, and slowly moved a finger to my anus, pushing and prodding at the opening. It turned me on, because this area was super sensitive, but I was afraid he would try to penetrate my ass with his finger, and cause me pain. And, I think he was trying to do just that, shove a finger or two up there, but when he applied more pressure, I moved my hips up higher, towards his face.
I'm not sure what motivated him next. Sheila's hungry mouth, or the sight of my twat only a few inches away, but it's not important. The next thing
I knew, he put both hands firmly on the cheeks of my ass, and pulled my cunt to his face. His tongue had no trouble finding my slippery lubricated hole. His first exploratory thrusts sent chills of delight through my young body, and within seconds he was tasting my cum. I'm sure I had three or four climaxes in a row, before he rolled me off, and panted for air.
His breathing was deep and heavy. I must have really ground my snatch into his mouth and nose much harder than was comfortable.
Sheila interrupted her feast, and put her head on his stomach, looking up at the both of us, yet not letting go of his pole. We all had very satisfied smiles at the action so far, and knew there was more cum to come. This was just a pause to catch our breaths.
"Still think we're too young Brad?" Sheila knew the answer without asking it.
"Hell no. You kids obviously know what you want, don't you?"
Sheila explained, "We both wanted to find out what it's like to suck a cock, and you just happened to be washing your car."
"Lucky me," he said sincerely. "Well, what's it like so far?"
"Fantastic," Sheila said, and "Yummy," I said at the same time.
"Okay, so far I've let you do what you've wanted, so how about doing me a favor?"
Immediately I thought he was going to ask to fuck us, and panic set in. I really didn't want to get screwed. That was one thing I wasn't ready for, and neither was Sheila, to my knowledge.
"Depends on the favor," Sheila cautiously answerd.
"Loosen up, no big deal. I just want you both to fulfill one of my fantasies. Stand up over me."
We hesitate, and looked from Brad, to one another, with questioning looks.
"Go on, I'll stay right here. Stand up over me, and face me."
We slowly stood up, and obeyed, feeling kind of awkward and unsure of what was about to be done, or requested.
"Okay, beautiful. I just want to lay here, looking at your bodies, soaking up the sight of your tits and cunts. This may sound a little perverted, but I want you to pretend I'm your slave, and talk dirty to me, telling me what you want your slave to do."
Again my sister and I exchanged puzzled looks. It was a weird request. I was wondering how far this thing would go, but Brad was quick to answer my unasked question.
"Look, don't be afraid. I just want you to pretend. I promise that I won't move from here, or do anything you don't want to really do. I want you to talk dirty to me. You will be in full control."
"Then lay back and shut up," I said, and even surprised myself as I said it. Brad immediately laid back with his cock sticking straight up.
I straddled his legs with mine, and began to rub my pussy, saying, "Did you like licking my cunt Brad?"
"Yes, yes, I did. You've got a beautiful cunt."
"Would you like to lick it some more?"
"Yes, if that is what you want. I want to do anything that pleases you." He sounded like a little kid, not a man of twenty.
"How about my twat, don't you like it?" Sheila was getting into the act now.
"Yes, of course I do."
"Then why didn't you suck my cunt too? I like to have my clit massaged and nibbled at just as much as she does."
"Yes, I want you to do it," Sheila said, "but first I want to show you what I want." She moved closer to him, and stood directly over his face, and spread the lips of her vagina apart.
"Look up into my cunt," she commanded. "Is it oozing with juices?"
"Yes, yes it is," Mark answered, and I noticed he was fondling and playing with his cock as he was watching us, and answering our questions.
I myself was starting to get really turned on by this strange change of events. Maybe it was because I truly felt in control, and instinctively knew Brad was telling the truth when he said he wanted to play the part of our slave. Sheila must have felt the same way, for we really dug in, and started to humiliate him.
"I just watched you suck a fourteen year old pussy, you filthy son of a bitch. Did you ever lick out the juices of a fifteen year old cunt."
"No."
"But you will, if I tell you to, right?"
"Yes, of course, anything you want."
"How about if I told you to suck my ass, would you do it?" That was me talking.
"I don't think I'd like that."
"Fuck you and what you'd like! If I told you to do it, to stick your tongue up my ass and eat shit, would you do it?"
"I wouldn't want to do it," he again protested.
"Listen mother fucker, you're not answering me, would you eat my ass if I told you to do it?"
"Yes," he stammered in a weak voice.
"Good," I said, "because from now on, you will do whatever we want, right?"
"Yes, you're right. I'll do anything you want."
Sheila was rubbing her pussy, shoving her fingers in and out, and broke in. "Would you like to put your cock in me? Huh? Would you? Would you like to fuck my young virgin cunt?"
Brad was mumbling, "Yes, yes, yes," to everything she was saying, and pumping away frantically on his prick.
Sheila went right on talking. "My sister and I both want to squirt our cum juices into your mouth and have you lick up every drop of Jism. Then we want you to fuck us both with that hard mother fucking cock of yours. But, we don't want you to shoot inside of us. You will pull out, and shoot it all over our bodies, and then get down on you fucking hands and knees, like a dog, and lap up every drop of your sperm."
Brad's head was bobbing up and down in agreement to everything Sheila was saying, and his hand was bobbing up and down on his prick. I was afraid he was going to shoot his load, so I broke in and told him, "Don't you dare shoot your load until we tell you it's okay, understand?"
"I won't. I promise."
"Ellen, come over here and suck on my pussy. Show this son of a bitch how I like to be eaten out Sheila was really playing the bitch master alright but I didn't mind at all. In fact, I was highly excited by it all, and loving my sister so much, I had no trouble dropping to my knees and licking her out.
"Watch her eat my cunt Brad. She knows how I like it licked. Watch her tease my clit. Look how she holds those cunt lips apart, so she can slide her tongue in and out more easily.
"We're going to make you an expert cunt lapper Do you know how to lick pussy now?"
"I think so."
"Did you ever suck your sister's pussy."
"No, never."
"Did you think about it? Come on, tell me the friggin' truth," she commanded.
"Yes, my older sister. I wanted to eat her cunt. I would dream about doing it."
"Would you jerk off dreaming about it? Would you shoot your fucking load of cum, thinking about it?"
"Yes, yes, I would."
"Are you a filthy mother-fucker?" Again I interjected with that question.
"Yes!"
"I'm going to sit on your fucking face, and you're going to eat my cunt like you licked my sister's, understand?" Sheila asked, but didn't wait for an answer. "And, I don't want you to fire your god damn load either. You hold that fucker back until after I spill my cum in your mouth, then you'll lick Ellen's tight twat again."
Mark was muttering something about that being 'okay', as Sheila lowered her snatch to his face. He was the wildest person I have ever seen. It must have been all of our dirty talk that worked him into a frenzied cunt hungry animal. He thrashed, moaned, groaned, slurped, and sucked with such force that my sister was actually bouncing up and down from his thrusts in and out of her hole.
I knelt beside his frantically moving head, and told him to put his finger in my pussy, which he did. Then I gave him instructions, which he didn't really need.
"Come oh Brad, move your fucking tongue. Shove it in and out. Fuck her hard with it. Spread those pussy lips. Get in there. Swallow her jism you fucking pig."
Brad tried to obey each and every command, and Sheila arched her back and screamed with delight as she reached a gigantic orgasm, and several smaller ones followed. Just before she climbed off his bobbing mouth, she pushed tightly against his lips, and smeared her juices all over his face.
When she stood up, I immediately resumed her position, and became the recipient of the same treatment, only this time my sister stood by watching. She talked raunchy, as I had done, in order to turn him on. I found myself getting turned on by her dirty talk too, and I also had a shuddering wild climax, followed by one or two others.
"Let's both suck his cock," Sheila suggested.
She didn't have to repeat the suggestion. I was the first to dive between his legs and wrapped my lips around his hard meaty pole. Brad was very worked up by this time. He was oozing pre-cum juice out of his prick hole almost like a slow leaky faucet. We must have really turned him on with the slave/master game. I immediately started licking up his sticky discharge. Again, it was salty, yet this time I found it delicious at the same time.
I remember thinking, now is as good a time as any to learn if the milky white spearm tastes so good. What the hell, millions of other woman would be swallowing it, probably that very same day, so why not give it a try? I started pumping up and down on his cock with my lips closed tightly around his shaft, actually trying to get him to blast off in my mouth. At that moment I wanted my first load of man.
I was aware of Sheila's head thrashing around next to mine, and opened my eyes to watch her licking his nuts. Her tongue darted in and out of her mouth, first licking one ball, and then the other. Brad was making a lot of noises as the two of us worked on him. Sheila's mouth worked its way up to the base of his dick, and she was licking his slippery shaft, and my mouth at the same time, getting a taste of his salty jism second hand.
I yielded Brad's meaty cock head to my sister, who took over sucking it wildly a few times, and then we both worked on licking the throbbing shaft. Our tongues met frequently, and we swapped mouthfuls of spit and salty second hand fluid.
We were truly two bitches in heat, in every sense of the word. We were determined to make the most of this moment, and knew we were in complete control. Brad was begging us, not commanding us.
"Ohh, fucking Christ! Please, please, don't stop. Please, please, don't stop, I'm almost cuming." The irony of having a twenty year old man beg two young teenagers didn't hit me at the moment. He was like a puppy dog under our control, and we tormented him by not allowing him to climax at that moment.
Sheila stopped sucking suddenly, and gently pushed me away. "Sit on his face," she said, and I moved my dripping pussy to his pleading mouth. "No, turn around, face me," she instructed. "That's it. Stick your tongue up there Brad, way up."
I was sitting on his face, looking down at his prick and pulling at the flaps of my cunt to allow his tongue to lick at my flesh, as Sheila commanded. My ass-hole covered his eyes, so he couldn't see what was happening, or see my utter shock when Sheila mounted his pole.
She held his cock by the shaft, and maneuvered her body to a squatting position over the tip of it, and gently rubbed it against the opening of her cunt. I couldn't believe she was actually going to plant herself on his cock, but there I was, watching it happen.
Slowly, ever so slowly, she lowered herself onto his dick, moving and squirming as it slipped :n. inch by inch, until it was completely hidden from my sight. Sheila just sat there a moment, getting adjusted to the feeling of having herself stuffed with a pulsating Jong
Brad had not taken her virginity. Sheila had given it away, and she had a triumphant look on her beautiful face, as she majestically sat there. Then she leaned forward, so our mouths connected, and she gave me the most passionate and loving kiss ever. I couldn't control myself, and filled Brad's mouth with another huge climax, and my sister and I continued sucking on each others mouths.
If Brad was aware that her hot box was completely wrapped around his cock, it was because he felt the heat and tightness of it, not because he could actually see it. But, I suspect he did feel it, for he slowly started to grind his hips the best he could, and pumped them up and down.
Our positions literally put us on a fucking sea-saw Brad was the sea-saw, and Sheila and I were on each end, riding up and down, moaning with pleasure, and screaming with lust.
Sheila had not thrown all caution to the wind however. Suddenly she stood straight up, without warning, and I heard a slight "pop" sound as Brad's cock left the tight enclosure, and headed toward my mouth. I automatically put my face between her legs, and started eating her cunt.
One of my hands was on the ground, holding me steady, while I reached between her legs and clung to Brad's prick with the other. His cock was hard to hold, because it was slippery and wet from her natural lubricants, and an orgasm, but I pumped away. Sheila was climaxing again in my mouth. I could feel Brad's meat swell even more, and knew he was about to fire his load.
Sheila pulled back just in time to see Brad's body go into mini convulsions as it thrashed and shot a three foot stream of very thick, white cum. The first discharge covered his chest, and some even landed on my inner thighs and pubic hair.
I scooped up some of his sperm with my fingers, and licked it. It was like nothing I had ever tasted before. Not as salty as his pre-cum clear liquid, but not altogether unpleasant either. It was sticky and gooey, quite warm, with a rather strong unusual taste. It wasn't love at first taste, that's for sure, but neither was it repulsive.
While I was licking my fingers with Brad's cum, Sheila had also scooped up some, and had a taste for herself. Then she started rubbing it all over his body, and even reached between my twat and his mouth, and inserted her fingers into his mouth, forcing him to eat his own cum.
Brad shot five or six streams, and it seemed like it took a long time for him to stop shooting his load. If he was aware that Sheila's fingers were feeding him his own jism, he didn't protest, but licked them and groaned as he finished his orgasm.
Un-like Mark, Brad's prick went limp almost immediately, and in the that stage, it was only about two inches long. I couldn't imagine it growing to six and a half, or maybe seven, but I saw it with my own eyes. The mysteries of men were beginning to unfold.
We agreed that it would be unwise for us to make telephone contact, because of our age differences, but did say we'd be at the arcade, in the mall, one week from that day. Brad took us to the spot where we had agreed to meet again.