WARNING, SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL!                           ADULTS ONLY!

EMMA (or how Emma thought she was going to lose her virginity to Ben Grant, 
      only to find that she'd unknowingly misplaced it at some earlier date) 

by Ozman (c) 2001.

  Amy Grant hadn't seemed to be her normal, happy, chatty  self for several 
days and I eventually asked her why. At first she didn't answer, but awhile 
later blushingly told me that her brother  Ben had felt her boobs under her 
nightie, not just the breasts, but he  fingered her pussy as well as trying 
to tongue kiss her.

  "Yu-uck!"  I responded, trying to display my sympathy.  We'd never talked 
about sex before, so I didn't know  how she felt about it all, particularly 
in view  of what we'd been  taught at Sunday-school about avoiding physical 
contact with boys at all costs.

  "But it isn't Emmy, true,"  she told me with a slight whine in her voice. 
"It's really lovely feeling someone else touching you. I mean it feels good 
to play with yourself, but it really is so much better to have someone else 
do it for you."

  "You liked it?"  I gasped, but to be honest my nether region was tingling 
at the fantasy of Ben Grant fingering those parts of my anatomy.

  Although I was only eleven, puberty  had visited its changes upon me over 
the two preceding years so I'd become an inveterate masturbator, quite able 
to bring myself to climax by merely squeezing and twisting my nipples while 
rubbing my inner thighs together.  I wasn't able to discuss my 'self-abuse' 
with anyone as it was a proscribed activity, but felt that Amy's revelation 
had opened a door for me, although I had no idea about what I might find if 
I passed through.

  "Yes," she told me simply, "I loved it. I know he wants to go all the way 
with me and I think I'd like it, but it's against the law as well as a sin, 
but I don't care about that too much. I reckon a lot of the church stuff is 
just crap."

  "Phoebe Payne did it, I heard her say," I put in.

  "What?" she asked sharply.

  "Had sex with her brother."

  "She said so?"

  "Yep. "

  "Go on then."
                                     *

  Phoebe was the best looking, smartest and most athletic girl at the local 
high school; excelling in everything she'd tried her hand at. Her circle of 
close friends were also attractive,  but lacked her inate confidence and so 
enjoyed their popularity by association while tending to defer to her.

  I'd seen them all on the bus after school, Phoebe, Danuta Koscki, Suzanne 
Childs and Catriona Li,  the other three berating Phoebe for not having had 
them over to meet him when he'd been home on leave.  Hadyn was as naturally 
gifted as his sister,  an absolute spunk and a cadet at an officer training 
academy. All three girls, from the evidence of their own mouths, would have 
died happily, on the spot,  immediately after having been bonked by him. He 
was, it seemed,  the subject of all their masturbatory fantasies,  but they
were all deadly serious and quite unembarrassed in discussing the enjoyment 
of an actual shagging with his sister.

  "Well we've one thing to be thankful for," chuckled Suzanne. "At least we 
don't have to compete with Phee for his favours."

  They all made assenting noises, but then went suddenly silent. Phoebe was 
blushing profoundly.

  "Oooh Phee, you haven't? You slut! You moll!" cried her friends. 

  "We're very close,"  she said by way of an excuse. "We were talking about 
sexual situations we'd been in, he's been in a lot more than me, so it just 
happened.  It felt so good, bad, we tried it a few more times. So, you see, 
this little quim has all ready been where yours would like to be."

  She giggled, something she never did normally,  while all her friends sat 
gaping in disbelief.

  Cat was blushing beneath her bronzed, east-asian complexion.  "I actually 
fantasize over my big brother giving me a good, sexual workout. He's really 
cool and I love him dearly, so I don't think I'd turn him down if he asked. 
It'd be far less embarrassing to do it with your brother the first time and 
you could really organize everything so that there was no rush or danger of 
anything untoward occurring. All the first times I've heard about have been 
chaotic, bordering on the disasterous."

  "I wish I had a brother," murmured Dani. "P'raps I wouldn't fuck him, but 
I'd have the option if I wanted to."

  "You're all perverts," Suze told them. "I'd no sooner let my brother near 
my pussy than I'd let the dog."

  "Yes, well that's something I know about," chuckled Dani enthusiastically 
while Suze looked faint and the others laughed uproarously at Dani's joke.

  "Now, if you're all good chicks and keep the secret where it belongs, you 
might just find your dreams coming true. Okay?"

  They all nodded enthusiastically in agreement  before the bell chimed and 
they all rose to alight as I stared at the floor, face burning. I looked up 
momentarily to see Phoebe looking back at me with an equally flushed visage.  

                                     *
                                     
  My story seemed to lift a huge weight from Amy's shoulders and she became 
quite enthusiastic about having her brother screw her, even co-opting me to 
be present as a kind of brake if she suddenly got cold feet and decided not 
to go on with it. I wasn't so sure about it initially, but then the thought 
of having Benny playing with my young body made me throw my lot in with her, 
even at the risk of being shagged before I was entirely ready. At least the 
experience would stand me in good stead  when I was ready for sex, allaying 
the first-time fears of a virgin. 

  The more I thought about it the more certain of  wanting to be involved I 
became,  although how the eighteen-year-old Ben would feel about any sexual 
involvment with an eleven-year-old jailbait, as well as his twelve-year-old 
sister, was yet to be determined.      

  About each fourth weekend, Amy's folks went off on golfing trips so she'd 
stay over with me.  Around every six or seven weeks mine went off to prayer 
retreat and I'd stay at Amy's. On one weekend the line of communication got 
seriously entangled, not merely crossed, so Jane, Amy and I found ourselves 
home alone,  sans adult supervision for a couple days.  On Saturday evening  
Amy suggested that we go to her house next door and play 'dressups' and, as 
Jane was in her room poring over her bible,  so we both snuck out and left. 
She'd never know we'd gone.

  Amy got some of her mother's old casual clothing and shoes and we dressed 
up; she in a black, leather miniskirt and stilletto heeled sandals,  pushup 
bra, g-string panty and a leopard-skin, printed bra-top while I had similar 
undies and shoes, but with a hot pink, matching microskirt and bra top. The 
brassieres seemed superfluous as they protruded everywhere and, as out tops 
were designed to do the same job, we discarded the undergarments.

  We had  never been naked  with each other before so it was interesting to 
compare bodies and so great to feel Amy's hands on my breasts.  That was as 
exciting as she'd claimed so I was disappointed that her touch was so brief 
as we stood before the big wall mirror in her parents' bedroom.

  "Oh shit!" swore Amy. "Look at my hairy legs will you."

  They weren't really hairy at all,  just lightly sprinkled with soft, dark 
down, but she was in fuss mode and determined to rid her nubile body of the
'unsightly hair',  as they say in the ads.  We went back to her bedroom via 
Ben's where we picked up his depilation kit,  he was a competitive swimmer, 
changed back into our shortie nighties and proceeded to the kitchen to heat 
the wax.

  Well things didn't go exactly to plan as she kept  screaming and giggling 
as I tried to tear off the cloth strips which  weren't nearly hot enough to 
stick, particularly when she moved along the direction of pull.  We made so 
much noise that we weren't aware then that Ben had come in and was watching 
us with a grin on his face.

  "You're not very good at it," he chuckled. "Here, let me have a go."

  He dipped a fabric strip in wax, smoothed along the length and applied it 
to Amy's calf, causing her to scream again. Tearing it down and away with a 
flourish,  she seemed to have a lot less discomfort than when I did it, her 
limbs were soon satiny smooth and shiny. He transferred his attention to me 
without even asking and  my limbs were quickly as hair free as my friend's. 
On changing back into our costumes, we applied make up before tottering out 
on stilletto heels and excitedly rubbery legs to find Ben sipping a wine in 
the lounge room.

  "What do you think Benny?" asked  Amy in a strangely  husky voice, posing 
with her right foot at right angles behind her left,  hands clasped against 
her round bottom and her rubbery young breasts pushed as far forward as she 
could manage, straining against the semi-transparent fabric.  

  I took my cue and posed similarly, hoping that my boobs and buttocks were 
as obvious as Amy's.

  "Very grown up," smiled Ben. "Really nice looking."

  "Can we have some, please, please, please Benny darling?" begged Amy.

  "You're too young, you're just kids,"  he chuckled, withholding the plonk 
from his sister.

  "Not too young for a naughty, if you thought you could get away with it," 
sneered Amy.

  Ben blushed, then glanced at me with guilt all over his face.  At least I 
could  be certain that Amy had been truthful with me, not that I'd actually 
doubted her earlier.

  "What have you been saying?" he demanded of Amy.

  "Just the truth," she chuckled. "Look Benny, Emma's not going to tell. We 
keep secrets."

  "She's fibbing Emma," he told me. "She said she'd do this to me."

  I just smiled without saying a word.

  "Truth or dare, Benny?" she asked of him.

  He remained silent for a time.

  "Go on, choose," she demanded.

  "Oh okay, truth."

  "When Mum and Dad went to the Lions dinner, did you feel my tits and then 
stick your finger inside my pussy?" she lead him.

  He said nothing again.

  "We're waiting," she sang lightly.

  "Oh alright! Yes, I did," he shouted. "You didn't look as if you hated it, 
though."

  We were silent again.

  "Truth or dare?" Ben asked Amy.

  "Truth."

  "Did you like me touching you up?"

  "Well, it scared me at first......"

  "Yes or no."

  "Both really," she told him.  "I liked the feel of it, but was scared you 
might think I really liked it and want to go all the way."

  "So, how about now?"

  "Only one question," she told him and he scowled. "Go on Emma, your turn."

  I felt embarrassed, but screwed up the courage to ask Ben if he'd had sex 
with anyone. He was happy to tell me that he and a fellow year nine kid had 
tried anal sex on each other at the school music camp. The other kid's twin 
sister had somehow  divined that something really extrordinary had occurred 
and they both had to screw her anally before she wanted to try their pricks 
in her front passage.

  "Since then I've asked about and discovered that Lavinia and Llew weren't 
the first siblings to share their initial experience of love around here. I 
know of lots more now; I wouldn't be surprised if they were even a majority 
in the neighbourhood."

  "Yeah, Emma and I know about a brother and sister who did it."

  "Who?"

  "Can't tell, promised."                                            

  Amy was technically lying, on my behalf, not her own.

  "All right, but was it a thing they liked, your people?  It wasn't a rape 
or anything, by the guy?"

  "No," smiled Amy, "they both really liked it, according to the girl."

  "So what do you reckon about the idea,  now you know it's a fairly common 
thing among the people we know around here?"

  "It's not your turn, it's mine,"  she verbally side-stepped his question. 
"Have you got a stiffy?"

  "Yep,"  he grinned.  "Like rock, but now you've got a dare for not giving 
me a choice between truth and dare."

  "So've you then, for going out of turn."

  "Okay, you go first."

  "I dare you to show Emma your stiffy."

  "And you," he chuckled, then undressed completely to reveal his nice red, 
upwardly curved cock of about sixteen centimetres' length.

  "What d'you think of that Em?" Amy asked me.

  "Mmmm," I intoned non-committally, but thinking it was bloody huge. If it 
was right up inside my pussy, the knob would be here behind my bellybutton.   

  "I dare you to suck me off," Ben told his sister.
  
  "Okay," she agreed, her face flushed as she gingerly grasped his tool and 
leaned forward to taste it with her tongue,  then slide her lips down about 
half its length.

  "Now move your tongue over it,  'specially my knob,  while you slide your 
lips on it, but try to keep your lips over your teeth." 

  She complied,  making little sucking and slurping sounds as she worked on 
his cock, her eyes closed tightly out of modesty.

  "Ooooh Christ!" he gasped and, without warning, stiffened in orgasm as he 
shot a full day's build-up of warm semen into her mouth and throat, some of
it escaping between her lips and his shaft.   

  He jerked and thrusted several more times while he emptied his balls into 
her milking mouth until he was dry.

  "Mmmmmmm, yu-um-mee," said Amy who was clearly enjoying the experience of 
engaging in adult activities and trying to behave as she thought a grown-up 
would in that situation. 

  "That good eh?" chuckled Ben softly, pleased at Amy's reaction. "So whose 
turn next, in the game I mean?"

  "Oh stuff the game,"  Amy responded impatiently.  "Let's just get on with 
what we really want to do."

  "What?" Ben asked ingenuously.

  "Don't be so stupid, Benny," she giggled. "Does the expression 'hide-the-
salami' mean anything to you, 'spear-the-bearded-clam'?" 

  "You want to go all the way with me?"

  "If you do."

  "How about Em?"

  "She does too, don't you Em?"

  I nodded.

  "Okay," he grinned. "Let's do it, but it's got to be secret, just between 
us three, okay?"

  We 'hmmmm-ed' and nodded our agreement before Amy shed her gear and again 
posed before her brother's gaze, turning just slightly in each direction to 
display all  her physical charms. Falling naked and warm into his arms, she 
sat back to watch as I too disrobed in a similar performance,  happy to see 
Ben's interest in my body despite her closeness to him.

  "You eat my pussy and Em can suck your dick, okay."

  Ben and I got to it, as she had 'suggested', finding nothing repellant in
the taste of his penis flavoured by her mouth and set to sucking him with a 
will. Amy was gasping and cooing at the pleasure his tongue imparted to her 
hard clitty, pulling his face against her widely exposed crotch to suck and 
lick and nibble and moan at my busy lips and tongue around his swollen cock, 
his free hand finding one of my titties to fondle and to pinch and roll the 
thrilling nipple until I groaned with the painfull pleasure.

  "You got a stiffy again Benny?" Amy asked. "I can't wait much longer."

  "Yeah," he told her huskily. "Come over here."

  He took her over to the dining table and handed her a tube of KY to fully
lubricate her tight snatch and his jerking  tool before getting her to lean 
across it and grip the other edge. Her toes barely reached the floor so she 
got her shoes to make up a bit of height, a good move as her pussy was then 
at exactly the right height to accommodate his hot organ, but other factors 
militated against her.  His plum-coloured knob parted her plump vulvar lips 
before tightly stretching her dark-frilled inner labia as it passed through. 

  "Ah-ah-ah-aaaaaw!" she cried involuntarily. "Oooooh shit that hurts!"

  "You're so tight," he breathed. "It's like a tight rubber band around the 
neck of my dick. Want me to pull out?"

  "No, no,"  she whispered tearfully.  "No, I've got to go through with it, 
the natural way, I promised myself I would."

  "What's natural?"

  "Defloration by a dick in real sex," she told him with a wan smile. "Come 
on then Benny, just push hard and don't stop, even if I tell you to, okay."

  He put his hands flat upon her shoulders and pressed forward again,  then 
again and again until she was screaming  unrestrainedly at her agony and he 
stopped. 

  "Oh shit Ben," she sobbed. "Why did you stop?"

  "'Cause you were screaming so much I got scared of hurting you inside."

  "You're not. Just do it, okay."

  He looked doubtful,  but nevertheless thrust forward gingerly once again, 
continuing to shove until Amy's cries became a shriek  when his penis broke 
through and I saw nearly half its length slide into her virginal sheath. 

  "It's through Benny, wait a bit, let me rest,"  she begged, voice choking 
with abating sobs. "Okay."

  Ben withdrew slightly,  then pushed in further, digging deeper with every 
shove until his big tool was right inside her to the hilt.

  "It's right inside you," I whispered excitedly,  suddenly feeling foolish 
at my outburst.

  Ben then began sliding his cock slowly in and out of her bloodied quim as 
she sighed and moaned, but was obviously not hurting as much as previously. 
Within a minute she was rotating her bottom in time  with his grinding hips 
as rude, farty sounds were emitted by their sloppy joined parts. She was so 
apparently then enjoying the sensation of being fucked after such a painful 
introduction to sex, but in a moment she cried out again, this time in pure
pleasure as her sweaty form stiffened and experienced  repeated convulsions 
of bliss as her climax racked her young body.

  I was afraid then,  afraid of the agony which Amy had suffered and scared 
of being a wuss and reneging on what I'd said.  I'd thought of dressing and 
slipping away to my place,  but was still there when the other two returned 
from showering.

  "Still want to do it?" Amy smiled evilly. 

  I nodded. I had to go through with it now that my best friend had put out, 
not sure why, but feeling a great obligation to share her suffering. They'd 
said it only hurt the first time,  so I knew I could live with that in view 
of the pleasure awaiting me.  I'd grit my teeth to maintain a brave silence 
and undergo whatever agony lay before me.

  We sat together on the couch where Benny kissed us in turn,  deep tongue-
probing kisses as we stroked  his still flaccid penis while he massaged our 
hard titties before lowering his face to suck and tweak our swollen nipples.

  "Is that how you gave Lavinia her first sex?" asked Amy.  "Over a table I 
mean."

  "Yeah. We tried it lying at first, but it hurt her too much.  Standing up 
like that was much easier for her because Llew did it really quick."

  He pushed me back on my elbows as he gently opened  my thighs to poke his 
tongue into my fur-fringed pussy,  wiggling it all about in the entrance to 
my chaste vagina and diddling my swollen clitty,  causing my trembling body 
to jerk wildly  with thrills of intense pleasure and pushing the thought of 
pain far into the background of my consciousness.

  "What's happening down there Aims,"  I enquired in a tremulous voice,  my 
vagina suddenly aching to experience the intromission of a stiff penis, but 
before I could say anything more I felt the sudden,  unexpected onset of my 
climax. "Oh, bugger it all," I groaned in surprise, but I had no need to be
worried as Ben was as keen to fuck me as I was to be done by him.

  "We've got a pretty hard horn on down here," Amy reported as my climactic 
state abated and I found myself ready for sex again.

  "Come on then Emmy," said Ben kindly.  "You tell me if it hurts too much, 
okay? I'll stop."

  I slipped into the high-heels and fastened the instep straps before going 
over to the table to lubricate my pussy and Ben's organ with KY. It felt so 
impossibly huge for my innocent vagina to accept, but I got myself into the 
approved position across the big table to await his attempt to penetrate my 
uninitiated parts. I thrilled at his knob probing at my vulva, then popping 
inside me and making me to clamp my sphincter involuntarily and Ben to jerk 
at the sudden pleasure.  He gently pushed his hips forward, twisting at the 
waist,  before I felt his whole length move deep inside me with a strangely 
intrusive sensation, but no pain.

  "He's completely inside your pussy," Amy gasped in astonishment.  "Didn't 
it hurt at all?"

  "No," I replied shyly.

  "No gibbering," sighed Ben who was carefully sliding his penis in and out 
of my unctuous vagina. "I need to concentrate here."

  It felt wonderful, so absolutely erotic as he fondled my boobs and thrust 
his pelvis to my flexing buttocks in the rapturous rhythm of love, his cock 
delightfully stretching my narrow sheath.  I put my arms behind me to grasp 
his pumping posterior and encourage him to thrust harder,  his taut abdomen 
pounding on my white bottom  as he let himself go to enjoy our fuck without 
worrying about hurting me. I moved my slim hips and bottom about as much as 
I was able to do in that position, but found his dick sliding within me to 
be more than a little distracting, even with only a minimal contact with my 
clitoris. I had a strong feeling it would feel better if I could turn over, 
but felt constrained as the junior partner in the game.

  A familiar erotic tingling grew ever stronger in my lower belly, swelling 
and filling  my whole conscious being with an unstoppable sensation of pure 
pleasure until I could no longer delay an explosion of which ecstacy filled 
my stiff, naked form. 

  "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh," I squeaked as I heaved and jerked in pleasure as he 
continued to slide his penis in and out of my  gripping and relaxing sheath 
until he rammed in hard and fell on to  me as his body shuddered repeatedly 
with voluptuous spasms of pleasure. 

  "God, I thought you'd squash me flat," I exhaled explosively as he got up 
off me.

  "You've done it before," he said.

  I shook my head adamantly. "I haven't,"  I whined at apparently not being 
believed. "I swear. I wish I had now."

  "It's okay Em," he smiled affectionately. "I've read that some girls just 
don't have cherries,  or such thin ones that they bust while you're playing 
sport or something."

  That reassured me.  I didn't want him thinking I'd do it with just anyone 
who asked.

  "Now we're young women," Amy said to me, her bare tits flattening against 
mine. "Not girls anymore, are we?"

  I nodded in agreement. "Young ladies," I said, to hear how it sounded.

  I had to go home to sleep in my own bed so Amy had her big brother all to 
herself that night, although it seems that she wasn't quite ready to have a
dick inside again her until the next morning when they shared a deliciously 
painless nooky in Ben's bed.  She'd been waiting there to tell me all about 
it, getting me to undress with her while Ben took a shower,  then embracing 
and kissing me deeply as we fell to the bed.

  "How's your pussy?" she asked as she made me jump by diddling my clitoris 
with her finger.

  "No problems," I told her on returning the favour.

  "Do you like doing this?"  she enquired tremulously as we busily fingered 
each others twats and sucked swollen nipples.

  "Ooooh ye-es!" I agreed. "It's gorgeous." 

  I couldn't help myself and, after just a couple minutes, I came, followed 
closely by Amy.

  "A nice pair of young lezzies," grinned Ben who'd been ogling us from the 
doorway while stroking his horn with his fingers.

  "I like dick too much to be lez," giggled Amy, looking to me for support.

  I nodded.

  "Yeah, I suppose You do," he mused before launching himself on to the bed 
between us and cupping his hands around our furry pussies to happily finger 
and diddle us both. 

  We kissed deeply, more relaxed and eager to experiment by then,  nippling
each others lips and caressing other than the most sensitive parts of their
bodies to determine any reaction. It seemed that wherever they stroked me I
experienced pleasure, but obviously to a much greater degree at my nipples,
clitoris and crotch in general, so I was in heaven with the scent of powder
on clean bodies and the peppermint taste of mouths as they made love to me. 
 
  I opened my slender legs widely while Ben moved his body over mine before 
Amy placed his engorged knob at my vulva, feeling him bear down on his hips
to slide his full length easily into my well lubricated vagina, then thrust
delightfully in and out of my tingling twat. I clutched and clawed madly at 
his back and bottom as the cadence of his rhythmic pelvis pumping increased
until I could hardly keep up with him, crying out emotionally as I suddenly
felt myself overwhelmed by the first, fierce convulsion of orgasmic ecstacy,
feeling him stiffen with his climactic spasms of bliss while squirting only
minutely inside my belly.
                                     *

  I'd stayed in the school library until late and was alone at the bus stop 
when Phoebe Payne joined me.

  "Hi," she greeted. "Emma?"

  I nodded shyly, glad she at least knew my name.
  
  "Did you ever tell anyone? About our conversation about me and my brother
on the bus, I mean?" she asked me.

  I looked at her blankly.

  "Come on, Emma," she frowned. "I know you heard."

  I shook my head and blushed,  then had second thoughts and told her how I
reassured Amy and how she and Ben had got it on, but wouldn't tell.

  "How about you?" she asked and I nodded.

  We were silent for a time before the bus came and we sat together.

  "You don't have a brother?" she enquired.

  "No," I told her.

  "Do you think you'd do it with him if you did?"

  I shrugged, blushing at her personal questions.

  "How about my brother then?"

  I smiled and nodded.

  "Thought you might," she grinned as she rose to alight. "I'll work on it, 
promise."

  She was true to her word,  although it took another six months to arrange
the evening she'd had in mind, on a weekend that I was staying at the Grant
house. Ben had purportedly made a date to take Phoebe to the drive-in movie
and his folks were happy for us to tag along with them.

  Around at the Payne's we found brother Haydn, who was on a short mid-term 
leave, with Phoebe's clique and four boys I hadn't yet met, but two of them 
were obviously named Li. The other two were Childs. 

  The sexual excitement in the room was palpable as Phoebe introduced us to
anyone we knew only by sight.  

  "The whole idea of tonight is for those of us who've so far lived free of 
sin,  to get to sin,  specifically to commit incest and/or to have unlawful 
carnal knowledge of Amy, Emma, Jason or Mike, who are all jailbait, okay?"

  It was and we went to separate bedrooms to get nekkid and put on a little
make-up. I'd developed a lot over the previous months, some of it due to my
taking the pill in anticipation of tonight's activities, but most of it due
to nature and I was pleased at my figure by comparison with the older girls
there.

  We filed into the family room where there was a sheet covered mattress in
a circle of easy chairs and we sat, except for Haydn and his sister.

  "We'll start off, then everyone in turn," she said as they lay together.  

  They began kissing and caressing,  he sucking her breasts and titillating
her clitoris as she stroked his penis, before reversing their positions for
a sixty-niner. Eventually he mounted her in the missionary position for the
most passionate fuck, giving the impression of a profound love between them. 

  Cat and her big brother Malcolm  then almost bettered them with a serious
screw in the same position. It was, they later revealed, the first time for 
them since Cat had suggested it to him after learning Phoebe's secret. They
were followed by Ben and Amy who were rather more subdued, but both came at 
the same time too.

  Suzy childs would only allow Jeremy to fuck her dog-fashion, on all fours
as he knelt behind her ramming her juicy slit.  He came too quickly for her
so she insisted that Jason finish it off and he complied happily, squirting
inside her as she came. Then Cat had to do it with Mike to finish that part
of the proceedings.  

  Then it was my turn to perform, Haydn leading me to the damp mattress and
drawing me down beside him to be kissed deeply before he went to work on my
whole anatomy.  He licked, sucked, nibbled or kissed every part of me, from
inside my ears to between my toes, inside my pussy then into my navel until
I was quivering with excitement. We tried a sixty-niner, but he'd no sooner
stuck his tongue into my furry slit and I came, hugely and paralytically to
the point of stupor. 

  He let me rest for a couple of minutes before he came over me as I spread
my legs widely as  he prodded at my dewy vulva with his knob until he found
a way in and stretched my tight sheath fully as his whole prick slid easily
inside me. I still wasn't quite ready for him, but held my tongue as he got
a very pleasing, rhythmic thrusting going and once again raised my level of
excitement to the brink of climax. He understood my emotional condition and 
grasped my ankles to lift my legs and hold them  widely apart as he pounded
my exposed crotch with his energetic hips. There was no use in trying to do
anything in that position and I just submitted, coming again before his hot
thrusting ended with a huge shove before he dribbled a little semen into me 
and went into a fantastic series of pleasurable convulsions which caused me 
to fear being crushed.

  Phoebe served drinks, both alcoholic and otherwise, so I took a Coke with
still-trembling hands, feeling grown up in the company of sophisticated men
and young women. I'd only fantasized over sex with Haydn before and it felt
truly miraculous that such a precious dream could have been realized. 

  I then had it off with Malcolm, Jeremy and Ben in turn, luxuriating in my
feeling so adult and wicked in the flouting of my parents' strict morality. 
Unfortunately, it would be almost three years before I experienced the joys
of sex again. (see "Undercover")
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