Foster Home in Germany, Chapter 2

by cs.unwin

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Dinner was set on a large rectangular table. Although it was a fairly large apartment, the kitchen, living and dining room were all combined in one room. Frau Engel lifted a large dish from the stove to the table. I recognized it as 'stampot', a German dish which is a mixture of potatoes, cauliflower and bacon. Lotte and the three girls whom I had not met were already seated at the table when I arrived. Lotte introduced the girls to me.

Hannah was about the same age as Lotte, but taller, dark haired and very thin. She had short hair with streaks of purple in it, piercings in her lip and nose, and wore tight, dark, Goth-like clothing.

Elinor sat next to her. She was pretty and seemed the oldest of the four girls. She was not very tall but was quite plump. Elinor was blonde and pink and her features appeared soft owing to her double chin. She did not have very big boobs but her bum and thighs were pudgy and thick.

The youngest was Imke. She was very small and petite. I guessed she was two years younger than I was. She was a very cute child with long platinum blonde hair.

Dinner tasty and filling. Being raised Muslim, I had never eaten bacon before, but I was curious and did not want to raise a fuss. It tasted fine and did not poison me. The girls were curious about me and asked many questions, which I did my best to answer. I was too shy to ask them about their circumstances but all readily volunteered this information. As you might expect they were all from broken homes and actual or near abusive situations. I discovered that Hannah and Elinor shared the second bedroom. I wondered where Imke slept but she pre-empted my question by saying she was the lucky one because she got to sleep with Mutti (Mummy) which was what she called Frau Engel.

We were instructed to clear the table and wash the dishes after supper. Hannah went to watch TV and folded her lanky frame into an armchair. Lotte was instructed to do her homework, and little Imke went over and sat on the Goth girl's lap to watch TV with her.

Elinor said to me: "Come into my room I want to show you something."

I was curious and had nothing else to do so I followed. Her room had a bunk-bed and the same kind of cheap furniture as my own and Lotte's bedroom. Elinor sat on the bottom bunk and took out an iPod from her bag.

"Here put this in your ear," she said offering me one of the ear-buds, and put the other into her own ear.

"You are going to like this music." She was sitting very close and I could feel her fleshy thigh pressed against me. I could also smell on her. She smelled like a mix of sweat and perfume. After a few minutes of listening to her tunes, Elinor said:

"Lotte told me she licked your pussy."

Her directness left me at a loss for words. Elinor followed by saying:

"Its not fair, Lotte always gets first. But now it's my turn. Show me your pussy Zainab. I want to see it now."

I could not argue with her logic and so there was nothing to it but for me to undo my jeans and let them fall to my ankles. My baggy cotton undies followed. The big girl kneeled in front of me and peered closely between my legs. She pushed them open so I was standing spread-eagle. Taking each of my plump young labia in her fingers she opened them and peered into my twelve year old sex. Next she put her face close and sniffed.

"Smells like pee," she declared.

This evidently did not discourage her as the next thing I felt was her hot pointy tongue between my legs. I moaned as the sensation of her licking began to arouse me. I could tell by the way she licked that she was practiced. Her tongue went from the bottom of my slit right up to my clit in a practiced motion, over and over again.

Elinor tried to put her stubby finger inside me but I was too tight. My hymen prevented her from penetrating. So instead she pushed her index finger into my bum. I had not even done that to myself; the sensation was so strange, new and pleasurable it triggered the second orgasm I had in my life. My knees buckled and I had to hold on to the bed for support.

When the sensation in my pussy subsided, I noticed Elinor had removed all her clothes. She lay on the bed naked. I took in the sight of her plump thighs, her round baby fat belly, and her tits which were a normal size for her age but seemed undersized for her plump body. Her nipples were small and very pink. She had a sprinkling of dark hair around her plump pussy.

"Now it's my turn to have my pussy licked. Come and lick me now," she ordered.

Elinor opened her legs. I had to kneel at the foot of her narrow bed to bring my head in close. I could smell a mixture of sweat, pee, and a new smell I would only later be able to identify as the scent a girl emits when she is aroused. She gave me no time to admire her plump sex, because she pulled my head into her crotch. As my lips hit her crack I stuck out my tongue, sensing this was what the girl wanted.

"Yes! That's it, lick my pussy," she panted.

I was initially revolted by the taste, it was so foreign and my mind could not help but imagine her peeing and pooing from that place where my mouth now was. As she frantically pulled me in, almost smothering me with her thighs, I began to enjoy the feeling of being trapped between her thighs, the heat of her body and even her taste.

"Suck my clitty" she ordered.

I did my best to obey, taking her little bud between my lips and sucking it in and out. I think that was too much sensation even for her. She let go of my head, put her hands behind her plump thighs and raised her bottom. My mouth came in contact with her anus, the hole she pooped from. I was ready to be disgusted, because surely she was not the cleanest girl. But I learned then that poop does not taste much like it smells, and I got over my revulsion and licked her fat bottom clean.

Elinor was now ready for me to concentrate on her clit again. This time she instructed me to cover her clit with my mouth and lick in a circular motion. After a few minutes of this she had her orgasm. Her fat thighs began to quiver and slapped my ears. I felt a gush of something hit my chin and without thinking licked it up. I was only twelve and I had my first taste of girl cum.

Elinor rested a few minutes and then easily pulled my small body onto hers. If anything the smell of her sweat was stronger than it had been earlier. The plump girl positioned my body so that my young pussy was pressed against hers and our legs were crossed scissor fashion. She began to move her fleshy hips and the wet slippery entrance to her slit was pressed tightly against my own. It felt amazing! I mirrored her movements and realized I could control exactly where my most sensitive parts rubbed against hers. She took my hands in hers and pulled me close so that the maximum surface of our sexes touched. In no time at all we were both panting as we brought each other to an orgasm.

As we lay there exhausted the door opened and Hanna came into the room. Her face held no surprise only a smile and she said:

"Zainab, Frau Engel says it is time for you to shower and get ready for bed."

I began to put on my clothes leaving plump naked Elinor on the bed. As I was leaving the room I saw Hanna sit beside her and put her hand between the large girls legs, in what seemed like a familiar gesture.

I peed, showered quickly and brushed my teeth. Returning to our bedroom I noticed Lotte was asleep in the bottom bunk. I climbed up into my bed and lay there thinking about my day. The new environment had been a great shock to me, as had my first sexual experience with girls.

As I lay there my hand stroked slight fleshy bumps which were my breasts and slid down to stroke my young pussy. As I ran my fingers up and down the slit between my hairless mound, I thought about the days events and wondering what erotic new experiences the morning would bring.

To be continued...

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