| First Touch, Part 4 Georgette decided to spend the night “to talk,” but of course, there were few words exchanged between the two of us. That whole day had been like on long tease, since neither of us had gotten what we craved and we wound up abusing each other’s bodies until our clits were too sensitive to continue. I was awake at six the next morning to get Diana off to school and get into the office on time. Georgette and I had made plans to go to the adult super store which was about twelve miles out of town, near the interstate so I made arrangements for Diana to go home with Mrs.Weatherly, a good friend and neighbor. Looking over the selections of dildos, we found two that would work. The one was slim enough to easily be inserted into the tiny pussies and the other would press the limits a bit more. We added some lube to the basket long with a new dildo for us and a new strap-on. It was a panty type that had two places where you could attach whatever size dildo or vibe you wanted to use. That way, every time you thrust forward, one dildo drove into their pussy while a second could be forced deep in your own pussy. If used, the second attachment would allow another dildo to be shoved into your ass with each stroke. I had no problem with taking Diana’s cherry but we were a bit concerned about taking Belinda’s because if anyone found out she wasn’t a virgin at that age, they would be very suspicious. I mean, there was no doubt that we would, we just hadn’t figured out when or how to conceal the fact. As it turned out, that was to be a non-issue when I found an article on the internet about how easy it was for an active pre-teen to rupture their hymen during normal exercises and sports. Now my job was to be sure that Belinda’s parents trusted me explicitly. It wasn’t that hard to do, I already had established myself as a very conservative and careful parent in our previous contacts through the school programs and activities, including the girl’s participation in soccer and volleyball. Diana wasn’t really all that hot about sports but I reminded her that it would give us more opportunities for Belinda to be at our house and therefore more chances to play our special games. Georgette was about to have a conniption fit, calling me all the time to press for some sort of time frame for the big day but I kept telling her that if we rushed it, we were in danger of losing everything..I knew that she planned on taking one of their cherries but I had a different plan all together. I managed to convince her that we needed to teach by example and we started searching for a time when we could get both girls together with us at the same time. It wasn’t that hard to do, since more often than not, we picked both girls up after practice or a game so we just had to wait for a time when Belinda’s parents said she cold stay with us after a game and we could take her home later. The big day had arrived and it was time to put my plan in action. When we got to the house, the girls wanted to know if this was a play day and I told them that it was a very special play date and it meant that they had to promise that whatever happened, it was our secret, never to be shared with anyone. We all got naked then and we put the girls on the bed between us. “Before you can make love to each other like that, something has to happen,” I said. “Do you remember when I showed you where your hymen is?” ”Yes,” they chorused. “Well, Before you can make love to each to each other, Your hymen has to be broken. Do you understand what I’m saying? “Yes,” they both said. “Is that what you want? I asked, already knowing what the answer would be. “Yes,” they said. “All right then,” I said. “Diane, lay down here and spread your legs real wide.” When she was comfortable, I put a towel under her to catch the blood and a pillow under her hips to force her tiny pussy up and out to make it easier. I applied some lube to her pussy and my fingers and started working my finger into her pussy. When I touched her hymen, I backed away and held it in her. “Diane,” I said, “this is going to hurt, maybe a little, maybe a lot, but honey, the hurt only lasts for a few minutes and then it will never hurt again.” Georgette got on the bed and put Diane’s head between her legs, taking her hands in hers. “You just hold on to me, honey,” she said. “Hold on real tight.” Georgette said something to her and she looked up at her just as I rammed my finger home to break through her precious membrane. She screamed and said it hurt real bad several times as tears poured down her cheeks. I kept up steady strokes into her to help her through the pain and once she stopped crying, I pulled my finger out to show them the little flecks of blood that were mixed in with the lube and her bodies lubricant that would help it heal faster. She came to me and I rocked her back and forth for quite a while as the towel I’d placed under her began to show signs of pink. “It won’t be long now, “I said,” and you will be able to make love to each other. “ She sniffed and nodded, cuddling into me even tighter. Belinda wasn’t sure she wanted us to do that to her but Diane talked her into it so she lay down and bit her lip as Georgette explored her pussy to be sure to do it in one stroke. Diane was so sweet when she went up to lay with Belinda and tell her to hold on tight. When her hymen ruptured, I thought perhaps it had torn judging from the screaming wail she let go, not once, but three times. There was considerably more blood but she finally settled down and Georgette probed into her to see if she felt anything unusual. We held the girls and rocked them through the pain and discomfort but when we pushed our fingers into to them to show them that they weren’t virgins any more, they wanted to know when they could make love for the first time. “You’ll have to wait a day or two,” Georgette said. “because the plastic dildos we bought for you have to be adjusted.” I smiled at her obvious scam, but of course, the girls didn’t know any better so she got away with it. |