An Almost Exciting Awakening......

Chapter 33:

A Moonlight Rendezvous

Riding home I tried not to think too much about the week ahead. I’d see Beth at school for sure, maybe Lynn at the cafeteria. Both girls played softball Monday and Thursday, I had a game Wednesday. Because I’d traded off my weekend chores with Carly and Dad, I’d have to bust my butt during the week to catch up before next weekend.

After spending the last two nights with a different beautiful naked girl, sleeping alone tonight wasn’t exactly my first choice of sleeping arrangements. To distract myself, I tried to think about my game face, at home, at school, the next time I saw Mr. & Mrs. Troutman. I had to remember that the girls were just my pal Jimmy’s sisters, and act accordingly or risk blowing the whole wonderful deal I’d stumbled into.

Naturally I tried to figure out if there was any way I could manage to see Lynn, even briefly, Tuesday night. Maybe, but I’d have to see. Next I reviewed in my head where I stood with my homework; if I got at it directly after dinner I should be OK for Monday I decided.

Took some doing, but I was able to get my chores done before dinner so my IOU situation didn’t get any worse. When Mom asked me about my weekend, the way she always does, I made it sound like the high point was going to the A&W with the 3 Fuckman siblings.

Sure was awkward being near Carly Sunday night. For years I’d been around Beth and Lynn. They were foxes, I’d fantasized about them over and over, but actually seeing them without their clothes introduced me to a whole new reality. Now when I looked at them, I knew how incredible a naked young girl actually looked. Now when I looked at Carly, I could suspect how delicious she might look undressed.

Her breasts had a different shape somehow. It was amazing to me that every girl was issued two breasts, yet they were as individual as fingerprints, or so it seemed to me. Getting a good look at Carly’s chest rapidly began to obsess me.

The girls describing what they’d seen in the locker room didn’t make things any easier on me for sure. The school only had one tiny locker room; the shower was a small room with 6 showerheads. Boy’s and girl’s sports were always on different days, so those kids that wanted to shower after a game or practice could if they didn’t mind a small queue. That shower was so small, Carly and the girls might’ve even rubbed against each other’s naked bodies. Aaahhh!! The stuff dreams are made of.

“Earth to Larry.” Carly said.

Guess I’d been daydreaming while gazing at Carly’s bra. A lot of details could be through the T-shirt she’d worn to the table.

“Pass the bread plate PLEASE.”

She must’ve been asking for the second time, so I hurriedly passed the well-worn cheap china plate that still held a short stack of sliced white bread. Carly was giving me a look I hadn’t seen before; she wore an odd expression that I couldn’t read. Carly didn’t look ticked. Still, I hoped she hadn’t noticed me staring at her chest. Also hoped no one could see the bulge forming in my pants.

Now I was beginning to understand what Lynn had meant about not pairing off. At my age, did I want to never see another naked girl except Lynn? I knew that answer; no way! I knew in my heart I loved Lynn, we’d had great sex all weekend. Yet, I was sitting at the dinner table wondering how my sister’s teats would feel in my hands, or bared against my chest. How would she look naked, I wondered? How would she respond to my hand delving between her legs?

There was a long list of other things I wanted to wonder about, but I was afraid of raising a raging boner that I might not be able to hide.

To distract myself, I concentrated on eating everything in sight, as fast as possible, so I could get to my homework. In a flash I helped clear the table, then flew upstairs. At least I was able to forget about girls during the rest of the evening. Though it got a little late, I did finish all my assignments. Crawling into bed alone really sucked, but I was so wiped out from the weekend that mercifully I slept like a log.

On Tuesday I was finally able to speak to Lynn during lunch. Nearly whispering, I asked if she’d like to see me IF I could get over her way that evening. Perhaps by saying I was borrowing a book from Jim, maybe I could stay a half-hour. Lynn said OK, but not to expect much, she was still rather sore from the weekend. Nonetheless, I was still on cloud 9.

Monday night I’d gotten pretty horny and lost some sleep. Thinking about Carly being on the other side of my wall became like a jingle you can’t get out of your head. Things Beth had said about getting Carly to seduce me haunted me like a persistent ghost. The erection I got from trying to picture Carly in the buff made it impossible to sleep. Eventually I gave in to my hormones; grabbing a tissue, I pumped away on my tingling penis.

Allowing my brain to go anywhere it wanted, I fantasized about having sex with Carly; in her bed, in my bed, in the living room, in the barn. I dreamed about undressing her, or about exposing myself to her. Naturally, I was trying to picture my penis moving in and out of a pussy I’d never seen; I could sort of imagine it, but was never able to bring my vision of Carly into focus.

Even though I’d gotten very excited, I couldn’t quite get off. Then I began imagining Beth undressing my sister. I pictured them French Kissing, Beth sucking on Carly’s teats, Beth moving her head between Carly’s legs…

Bingo!! My load spewed into the tissue. Having been extremely turned on, I achieved a fairly intense orgasm. Finally, the sandman paid his visit.

Tuesday really dragged, I had trouble staying awake in class. After school I rushed through chores, tackled my homework, then wolfed down dinner. The “I need to get a book from Jimmy, be back in an hour.” worked, as I expected it to. Pedaling like mad, I hurried to the Fuckman’s, but not so fast that I’d get sweaty.

After knocking, I opened the Fuckman’s front door, shouting, “I’m here, OK to come in.”

Letting myself in as usual when I heard their folks shout “Hi, Larry.” from the Living Room, I headed to Jim’s room. He helped me select a book ’to borrow’. Best of all, now I had something ’to return’ sometime soon! Jim understood completely when I explained I was feeling lonely and wanted to see Lynn for a few minutes.

Jim smiled a Cheshire Cat grin. “Beth gave me a great blowjob in the barn before dinner to help me with my ’loneliness’.” I wanted to be so cool about everything, but I think I blushed anyway.

Putting the book on the tiny oak corner table in the hallway, I gently knocked on Lynn’s door. A second later it opened, Lynn pulled me inside, then laid a toe-curling kiss on me.

“We’d probably be OK here, but I’d feel better if I met you at the guest cabin. I’ll slip out the back door, meet me there in 5 minutes. Ride your bike up the drive like you’re leaving, then park it behind the cabin. Now, go kiss Beth goodnight, that’ll make the 5 minutes go quickly.” Lynn gave my lips a swift peck, my butt a quick squeeze, then shoved me out her door.

Having wanted to see Beth anyway, at least to say “Hi.” I tapped on her door, then entered at her “come in.”

“Larry! Hi, sugar.”

She was off the bed and in my arms in record time. It was a nice greeting. The French kiss that followed was nicer still.

“Got time to help me with my homework?” she said playfully as she rubbed her breasts into my chest then her crotch into mine. I groaned, God she felt great.

“I’ve missed you a lot, Beth. But as much as I’m dying to jump on you, I’m meeting Lynn at the cabin in 2 minutes. I’ve got to get home soon with the book I just had to come borrow from your brother. However, I do have time for another nice kiss…”

Smiling, Beth welded her mouth to mine. Pulling her shirt out of her jeans, my hands slipped underneath it so I could play with her silky bra-encased breasts. The way she breathed into my mouth told me she liked being felt up.

Though it was hard to stop, I didn’t want to leave her too revved up or hanging. Moving my hands behind Beth, I gave her tush a quick feel, hugged her, then ended our kiss while I was still able to.

“Now I miss you twice as bad.” I grinned at her. “I can’t wait for Friday night. Want to be my date for the first or second feature?” I said lightheartedly.

“I’ll take the second, I liked that long slow screwing you gave me Sunday afternoon. After Lynn is done with you, let’s see if we can make love through the entire movie.” My knees got week at the prospect. Beth was so damned sexy, she’d taken my bravado and turned it right around on me. She also gave me an erection just thinking about her and Lynn’s backseat.

Beth felt my boner forming. “Well, now that I’ve warmed you up for Lynn, scat. Don’t keep a pretty lady waiting.” She kissed me, copped a feel of my erection, then scooted me out the door.

Grabbing the book, I flew downstairs. Displaying the useless tome, I waved goodnight to Mrs. Fuckman as I passed the Living Room. Like lightning, I was out the door, on my bike, then heading up the drive. The instant it was safe, I veered off to the cabin. Dusk had yielded to night, but the ¾ moon made it easy to see my surroundings. Silently I entered the cabin. It was mostly one fair sized room. The moon shining through a window silhouetted Lynn sitting on the twin bed.

Like a shot, I was at her side. “I missed you so much.” I whispered as I kissed her. We traded loads of kisses. Our hands were soon groping each other like robbers searching for loot.

Minutes later we were breathing hard into our lover’s mouth. We undressed each other, yet our lips rarely parted. After making love to her nipples for several minutes, her breathing suggested she was getting a bit ahead of me in the arousal department.

Rolling her onto her back, I lay halfway on top of Lynn as I kissed her with all the feeling I could put into it; I’d begun massaging her pussy minutes earlier. Her hand had now guided me a shade higher, then into a subtly different rhythm. Her right hand was trapped underneath me, but she had my penis in her grasp. Slowly I’d begun pumping through her hand.

As we continued kissing, I felt this was as good, or better, than any intercourse we’d shared. At that moment it dawned on me that as long as it was any kind of sex, and it was with Lynn, I’d enjoy it immensely.

Sure that Lynn was getting close, I began to kiss my way downward to eat her off, but Lynn said, “I love this, just keep kissing me.” She didn’t have to ask twice.

Every touch of her tongue to mine had been feeling like a magic wand was at work. Each point of contact left a lingering, warm glow. Her hips adopted a gentle roll that complimented my circular massaging motions. She felt so sensuous as she moved, I couldn’t imagine any female ever being more seductive. As she became very damp, I slid my middle fingertip directly onto her clit.

Lynn wrapped her free arm around my head, pulling my mouth against hers as hard as possible. Her pelvis and my hand maintained a steady rhythm, but her tongue became far more insistent. Her breathing into my mouth became frantic. Lynn was coming; she was enjoying a solid climax.

Her hand gripped my cock very tightly, too hard for me to move. She’d blow her breath into my lungs, then instantly suck it back into hers. I felt her skin radiate warmth everywhere we touched. It was heavenly.

Still kissing Lynn as she came down from her peak, I withdrew my finger from her clit, instead covering it by pinching her lips over her clitoris. I continued my massage by working her lips in a lazy circle around her clit. As her grip on me loosened, I resumed pushing through her fist.

A bit breathlessly, Lynn asked, “I can’t do much for you like this, what would you like to do tonight?”

“How I wish you could read my mind so you’d truly know how much you’re ‘done’ for me already.”

I kissed her, Lynn kissed me back.

“I’d like to do what we did at Bennett’s pond. I’d enjoy doing that again, but with us both undressed this time.”

Rolling on my back. Lynn straddled my hips. The moonshine illuminated her shapely figure very well. She rubbed my glans into her palm, spreading my secretions around. Carefully, Lynn reached inside herself for additional lubricant. Making sure I saw everything, she spread her lips apart like a bun, then wrapped her vulva around my sausage.

My palms ran up her stomach, surrounded her breasts, then fondled them endlessly. At times I’d release her so I could thrill to having them sway and jiggle before my eyes. Rapidly building to my climax, I was getting thicker. Lynn’s expression made me suspect she was going to come again. Lynn inched ahead until she was mostly rotating on my knob. She leaned far forward, I think Lynn was trying to drive her clit into my little slit. It felt so exciting! So wet! So warm! So slippery! Erotic! I was seconds away.

“I’m going to shoot hot sperm all over your clit, Lynn. I’m going to suck your nipples and cover your clit with my thick cream!” Her whole body shuddered, I knew for sure now; Lynn would be joining me in Joyland. I grabbed both teats, tugging until I could suck both nipples into my mouth.

We came together. I don’t know who started it, but she felt a lot of semen pulse into her slit, bathing her clit. Hearing her stuttering groans, feeling her pussy grind down onto my penis, enabled me to open my floodgates and totally empty my testicles against her searing pink flesh.

Lynn eventually lay on top of me. We kissed and rubbed ourselves against each other until we both knew it was time for me to leave, and then some.

I insisted on helping her dress, getting a big kick out of putting her panties ON for a change. Getting all that wonderful everything back into her bra was awesome. Lynn returned the favor. I could have killed her though.

Just before pulling my underwear up; Lynn grabbed my limp penis, knelt, mouth open, an inch away, looked into my eyes, bated her lashes then said, “You sure you have to go?”

I made a two-handed strangle gesture; Lynn squealed, but yanked my shorts into place.

A nice hug, a nice kiss, a look outside to check for anyone watching, then I was off for home. Three days until Friday night. Damn!

What we didn’t know at the time was we’d been watched.

The watcher didn’t know someone was watching them.

Chapter 34:

Carly Looks Forward To Saturday Night

Friday night couldn’t arrive fast enough as far as I was concerned. Saturday night couldn’t arrive fast enough as far as Carly was concerned; she’d been invited to sleep over with Beth and Lynn.

Carly was tickled pink. She’d always liked the Troutman sisters, but they were just enough older that she’d never gotten really close. They had played dolls and stuff as little kids, but as they became teenagers ahead of her, they’d drifted apart. They did play softball together, but there wasn’t much conversation at the games or practice. The school was so small that any girl old enough to swing a bat could be on the one and only team. The older girls mostly sat together. At games, the oldest or best players mostly played together unless it was a blow out.

When Beth had gotten Blaze a few years ago, then gotten heavily into horses, they’d really gone their own ways.

Carly was very shy to begin with. She’d have been welcome to hang out with Beth, but Carly joined 4H, enjoyed breeding rabbits, and liked to read. Now that she was barely 18, she was missing not have girl talks. There was so much going on inside her. Desperately Carly wished she could talk to another girl about private things, learn if other girls shared her worries and feelings.

She’d been feeling more and more lonely to boot. Her brother was a great guy, but he mostly spent time with Jimmy any more. She loved spending time with Larry, always felt happy when they were together, but he just hadn’t made himself very available the past year.

There were only a couple boys in the county she’d even think about going out with, but because she was so shy, they barely noticed her. Carly had secretly become very interested in boys and her own body, but her parents never wanted to give her any useful information.

After the birds and bees crap, the only thing they ever had to say was “don’t”. Don’t do anything until you’re married! Certainly nothing meaningful about what people do WHEN they finally got married. The sad fact was Carly had learned more about sex from studying rabbits than from her folks or school. A few times she’d started to ask her brother about sex, but she couldn’t picture herself discussing her maturing body and desires with him.

So Carly’s head was swimming with thoughts and questions for Saturday night.

Chapter 35:

7 Is Heaven, But 8 Feels Great

Despite how long it may seem to take to a horny teenager, Friday night eventually arrives. From leaving Lynn Tuesday night, until the time her car drove up the driveway Friday, I was fairly sure the sun could have grown old and burned out.

Following Lynn’s advice, I’d maintained the illusion of our former casual relationship at school. There was just a nod or a half-hearted wave, or maybe an occasional “Hi Lynn, Hi Beth” during the interminable week just past. Naturally I’d really wanted to grab the girls, give ’em a good Frenching, fondle their breasts, and generally molest them. For me at least, it had been a horribly long week.

Thursday morning I’d made sure I was the first one off the bus so I could put a flower in Lynn’s gym locker without anyone seeing me. She was on my mind; I wanted her to know it. I hoped she found and liked my gift; she never gave any indication.

At one point I had to laugh at myself. 20 times each day I kept thinking about going to the Drive In. Then it hit me, I never once thought to wonder what was showing.

As I was getting ready to go out Friday night, Mom flitted around. She thought it was cute that the four of us were going to the movies together. Mom cautioned me, suggesting that Jim and I try to behave like young gentlemen and not pester “those nice girls”.

“Sure, Ma. I’ll do my best to be good company Ma.”

Poor Carly, I felt awfully uncomfortable about her; she’d hinted a couple times that she’d like to come along. Reluctantly I did my best to act dumb, and she was shy enough that she gave up quickly. I felt so bad about that, but I figured she was in store for a world of excitement Saturday night. Jim was going to stay at our house so the girls, and especially Carly, could relax and not be distracted by our being under the same roof.

Mercifully, I diverted her attention to the weekend by asking if she was looking forward to staying at the Fuckman’s. Seeing her perk up did my heart good, she looked happy as a clam. Just to be extra nice, I gave her a bear hug.

“I know you’ll have a lot fun, I’m glad you’re going. I bet you’ve been feeling lonely, haven’t you?”

Carly nodded a yes as her head rested on my shoulder. It touched me, I realized I hadn’t been thinking much about her feelings of late.

Brushing her long hair away from her neck, I kissed her soft skin several times.

“I haven’t been a very good brother lately have I, Munchkin? I’ve been thinking about me, school, hanging with Jim and other stuff. Suppose you’ve been feeling pretty isolated, huh?”

Carly didn’t answer. She didn’t have to, she pressed her body against mine, her arms tightened around me.

I felt guilty. Even though I hadn’t actually done anything wrong; I was more aware of holding a young woman than Carly, my sister. Running my hands around her back, I couldn’t ignore how wonderful she felt. My right hand was halfway onto her tush before I caught myself, then steered it higher to her lower spine.

Damn, I was getting aroused. It was unintentional, but as I felt her breasts pushing into my chest… Fact was, I’d just felt a bit of her beautiful bubble-butt. As perfect a tush as either Lynn or Beth’s. In fact, I suspected Carly’s might be the nicest of the bunch.

Pressing her hips against my growing erection, Carly’s warmth and pressure were effecting me to the point that I was having internal struggles. Damn, I wanted to feel her up.

Moving my hands up to her should blades, I stepped back a few inches, endeavouring to act and breath normally.

“Carly, I am sorry if I’ve neglected you. I love you very much. I’ll try to be a better friend and brother. I know how alone I’ve felt living here sometimes. Tell me when you need me if I forget, OK?”

With honourable intentions, I leaned forward to give her a kiss. My lips gently pressed against hers, but her face turned up to kiss me back. My now sexually active body was attuned to how sweet her breath was, how warm and soft her lips felt.

Unconsciously, I pressed just a little harder. Carly’s mouth seemed to link to mine. It was very subtle, but I think our lips parted ever so slightly. Time eluded me, the short peck I’d intended, seemed to linger on until I caught myself then pulled back.

Carly dropped her head back onto my shoulder before I could see her expression. At first, I worried that I’d scared her, but she seemed very contented and comfortable. When she hugged me against her again, I knew she wasn’t concerned.

Mom called out from downstairs; “The kids are here.”

Carly turned part way to her left to shout “Larry’s ready, he’ll be right down.” As Carly spun around, my hand slid from holding her shoulder blade to holding the entire side of her left breast. Her teat was longer but narrower than Beth’s. My fingertips were touching the base of her breast, her nipple must have been touching my wrist. We both froze.

I’d fantasized about Carly many times, dreaming up many complicated plans for seeing her naked, or making her my ’love slave’. Now my body hyper-reacted the instant I felt her shockingly arousing breast pressed against my palm. Electro-chemical reactions cascaded throughout my system; my mind was paralyzed, shorted out. I have no idea whether our contact lasted a fraction of a second or a minute.

My next conscious thought came as Carly said, “I guess you have to go now.” She turned away to go downstairs. As she did, the end of her bra ran directly across my palm. I inhaled sharply, but Carly didn’t seem to notice. I dumbly followed her downstairs, my eyes riveted to her rolling buns. ‘Little’ Carly was certainly growing up nicely.

As I tried to leave, Mom’s annoying chatter dragged me back to earth. But I still had to keep one hand in my pocket to hide the baseball bat I was sporting.

Making a beeline to the car, I was careful to sit close to the window, far from Lynn until we were down the drive. I said my hellos to Beth and Jim, who were already snuggling together as I spoke. Sliding across to Lynn, I kissed her cheek. She took my hand then kissed the back of it, all the while keeping her eyes on the road.

“I have a surprise for you”, she said.

“What is it?” I asked, my eyes sparkling like a puppy seeing a stick in his human’s hand.

Lynn placed my palm on her leg just above her knee. She was wearing a simple burgundy dress; the hem was just above my hand. Lynn covered the back of my hand with her own, then sensuously guided me under her skirt, up her inner thigh. Inch by inch she moved me closer to her juncture. My breathing told her she was having her desired effect. Her hand stopped fairly far up her thighs.

“I missed you, Larry.” Lynn said softly as she released my hand.

Before I had time to wonder what I was supposed to do next, her hand withdrew from under her skirt, then held my wrist. Her legs began slowly spreading apart, but she held my wrist in place. When her legs were spread far enough to drive me mad, she slid her hips forward until my fingers felt bare pussy.

I almost came in my pants. Like a fighter who’d been hit with a devastating combination of punches, I was reeling. First of all, she was soaked! Lynn was radiating heat, and was wet everywhere I touched. She really had missed me.

Second, she wasn’t wearing any panties!! Any inexperienced boy would have the identical biological reaction to that discovery.

[Damn, I AM going to get laid!!]

Third, I’d climbed into the car with a raging erection; I could still feel the texture of Carly’s bra encased breast against my palm. At any other time, I’d have had my pants down, pounding my pud for relief. To climb into a car, then have a handful of steaming pussy before I’m barely out of my driveway! Hell, that alone was more than I could normally handle.

Finally, the little messengers my fingers were sending to my brain all arrived screaming

“SHE SHAVED HER PUSSY!!”

“Ooohhh mmmyyyyy Goooooddd.” I groaned.

The girls were laughing their buns off. “Son-of-a-bitch!” Jim exclaimed right behind me.

“I think they like their surprises.” Beth giggled to Lynn. “OK guys, here’s the game. It’s a long ride to the Drive In. Whoever make his girl come the most times before we reach the ticket booth gets treated to a burger and a shake. OK, go!”

Lynn was so wet my middle finger slid directly into her. She groaned, she shook, her face got a blank expression. “OOOOOOOOOOoooooooohhh, number one.” She croaked. Beth laughed hysterically in the back. I liked the game, and I liked the challenge.

I busied the finger buried inside her pussy. I managed get my thumb on top of her clit so I could press its sheath, or rub up and down it.

“2.” Soon escaped Lynn’s lips.

I felt really proud; Lynn must have thinking about having sex before she picked me up. I didn’t recall seeing her come so quickly before this.

“I’ve got to stop listening to you big sister and give Jim my attention, you’re getting too far ahead.” Beth joked. Lynn did go silent, if you don’t count sighs and moans.

Before long, numbers being tallied were the only words I heard the rest of the trip. I slid up tight against Lynn. Keeping my left arm around her shoulder, I never stopped my manipulations between her legs. Lynn had gotten off a 3rd time minutes earlier.

My left hand was able to undo a couple of middle buttons, allowing me to slip that hand into her blouse to fondle her breasts. I could mostly reach her left breast. Like a present that you decide to shake and study before opening, I savored the soft, pliant flesh though the silky fabric of her cup. Eventually I slipped my fingers inside the cup; it does feel magically different to fumble around inside of underwear than it does to play with the same body parts naked. Lynn enjoyed it. “4.” She groaned.

For the entire ride, I kept watching her eyes to make sure she didn’t close them and get us killed.

Presently I lowered the cup, anxious to feel her heavenly flesh in my hand. Freed from its confinement, her nipple was easier to tease now. For a time, I pumped her nipple. Sometimes I’d roll her areola around with my thumb and fingers. Under her skirt, I worked my ring finger inside of Lynn along with my middle finger. Not long after I heard “5” weakly escape her.

Next I got the idea to try putting my thumb inside Lynn. That done, for the first time ever, my wet middle finger wormed into Lynn’s rear crevice. Soon I located her warm, soft anus. Only once had I ever given that part of her anatomy much attention. The near instantaneous “6” my probing provoked caused me to make a mental note of an area to be delved into further. Meanwhile I just continued what I was doing until Lynn finished her orgasm.

In the back seat, Beth had her legs wide open, Jimmy had fingers buried inside his sister. Her blouse was wide open, with Jim merrily sucking on her right breast. Though nearing sundown, there was plenty of light for me to feast my eyes on her left teat and the long, fat nipple that begged me to suck it.

Shifting around until I was kneeling on the seat, I worked three fingers into Lynn, I had a hook like grip inside of her. Pulling the blouse’s right flap back, I lowered her cup, then very, very carefully moved my head between her teat and the wheel so I could satisfy my desires to feel a hot, engorged nipple in my mouth. Lynn’s right hand was soon behind my head gently pulling me into her breast.

Her hand left my head. She reached under me to open my pants, but couldn’t do it. Sitting up, I moved closer to her. Holding the wheel with her right hand, Lynn was able to use her left to undo my belt, brass fastener, and lower my zipper. Now freed, I returned to sucking her nipple, guiding her right hand into my shorts as I did.

Her fingers curled around my shaft, she was able to establish a fairly good pumping motion. Twenty stokes later, maybe less, I was filling her palm and covering her wrist with semen. While it made me feel a glow all over, I barely reacted; it was more of a release by my body in response to being over-stimulated for too long. Lynn’s reaction to feeling my hot fluids on her skin and my warm penis in her palm?

“7.”

I had no idea of Beth’s count. She was getting off and having fun. I was certainly enjoying masturbating Lynn.

“We’re turning onto Route 6, everyone button up.” Lynn panted. She waited at the stop sign until we were all pretty much as dressed as when we’d pulled out of my driveway. Sliding close again, I put my middle finger back where it belonged.

Lynn sighed as I wormed into her again. I laid my head on her right shoulder, put arm around her left. As long as I didn’t spot another vehicle close enough to see inside our car, I fondled Lynn’s left teat.

I tried whispering into her ear what I wanted to do to her during the movie.

“I’ve haven’t touched myself in three days. I’m going to get hard and screw my cock into you. You’ll feel me wiggling all around inside of you. I’m going to eat this pussy that you shaved so nicely for me, my tongue is dying to run up and down your clit. I’m going to eat you until you come, then put my penis deep inside you again. I’m going to hump you until my feel my hot sperm bathe your insides. I’m going…”

“8! Oooooohhhh.”

I slid my fingers rapidly in and out as Lynn’s pussy rocked and bounced. Lynn sounded so sexy when she came I suspect she set Beth off. I think Beth said seven, but I was pretty distracted. We were almost at the Drive In. Lynn pulled my fingers out of her; she sucked each digit clean so sexily I almost had to say “2” !

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Chapter 36:

At Last, Friday Night & Lynn

Lynn parked way, way back on the far side of the Drive In’s parking area so we could expect complete privacy, unless some clueless idiot parked near us later on. The speaker worked, so we could pretend to give a damn what was playing. Hanging it in my window, I adjusted the volume down pretty low.

As soon as we parked, Lynn grabbed my hand, kissed it, then purred, “I couldn’t keep count very well. I’m guessing Beth will agree you boys were both winners, so we’re buying at intermission.”

She slid close to my side. Whispering for my ears only, Lynn demurred, “That was an amazing drive over here, thank you lover.”

She placed my hand on her left breast, holding my hand as my fingers rolled her supple flesh. I loved how alive our foreplay made me feel. Pulling my mouth to hers, Lynn gave me kisses that left me tingly from head to toe.

At the point my breathing grew heavy, Lynn whispered again. “You were the first boy to give me a flower, I’ll never forget that. Now I have a present for you, I’m going to suck you until you come, in my mouth. I want to swallow everything you can give me. I want you to think about nothing except having the best orgasm ever.”

[Holy shit! I love this woman!] Me too brain.

Lynn slid around me, I asked her to so I could fondle her with my right hand when I felt like it. As I slid behind the wheel, Lynn stretched out on her tummy. Soon my pants were undone, my shorts pulled away from my body, and Lynn had fished out my still half-asleep cock. After 2 minutes spent playing with her snack, Lynn sucked it entirely into her mouth.

For a time I watched Lynn’s face as her cheeks moved in and out. I focused on the action of her tongue rolling me around. As if I had X-ray vision, I visualized my penis inside her mouth.

The imagery was too much to handle; I groaned, closing my eyes, laying my head against the back of the seat. Having my eyes closed allowed my hearing to come into full play. I became acutely aware of the slurping noises from my lap, and also the love making in the back seat. My mind strove to guess what was happening behind me, what just got sucked or licked, who did what that made Jim or Beth groan. It was extremely stimulating being surrounded by sexual activity.

My best friend was stiffening quickly; Lynn was doing marvelous things for me. Her right hand began to gently heft my scrotum, to delicately roll my testicles with her fingers. I looked at her cute butt, then reached over to pull her skirt onto her back, exposing her sweet cheeks. I couldn’t resist running my hands all over her. My fingers delighted in squeezing and kneading her tight buns.

Moving my hand to the top of her butt, I spread my fingers wide so only my middle finger was touching the top of her crease. Slowly my middle finger followed her crease like a train on its tracks; each fingertip sent me glowing reports about how wonderful the countryside it traveled across was. I continued my journey over the crest, dropping out of sight until I ran out of track, and into Lynn’s slippery, inviting vagina. As my finger wiggled into Lynn she inhaled, then worked my shaft into her throat. Her warmth and tightness caused me to sharply inhale, just the way she had.

Almost there, it wasn’t going to be much longer. While I had released some semen on the drive to the movie, I hadn’t really come yet, but now I was very, very ready to.

Lynn twisted her head around which stimulated the hell out of my glans. As her throat relaxed, she was able to bob up and down so far that I was feeling her lips on my groin each downstroke. Suddenly I knew what I wanted, so I asked her to stop, and to roll onto her back.

After Lynn raised her knees, I pushed her feet as far towards the passenger door as was comfortable for her. Removing my shoes and pants, I got into 69 position so I could thrust myself into her mouth. Telling Lynn what I wanted to do, she groaned lustily, then guided me into her mouth. Very gradually we worked together until I was actually sliding in and out of her throat as if it was her pussy.

I’d taken care to keep her dress covering her crotch, even though her knees were raised and spread. In my heart I knew once I saw her shaved lips that I’d start coming. So I waited. Kissing her warm thighs, I inhaled her ready-for-sex scent. Most of all I drank in every sensation from my penis. It felt so very much like being inside her pussy, but it was different too, very different, very wonderful.

AS much as I wanted to enjoy all I was feeling for a long, long time, I couldn’t any longer. It was too wonderful, too good for me to last. I had to come; the tingling, tightening sensations were steadily marching to a climax too intense to postpone any longer.

Pulling her skirt back, I stared at Lynn’s shaved pussy, even in the dim flickering light reflecting form the screen her wet puffy lips stared invitingly back at me. My hips sped up as my sperm shot out. Gently I began to plunge deep down her throat, holding for the next strong pulse before repeating my cycle of withdraw, plunge, hold.

The sound of Lynn gasping air around my shaft inspired me, extending my orgasm. My eyes remained fixed upon her gorgeous pussy. It reminded me of seeing Carly’s little girl pussy be accident years ago. Lynn looked so, so, so… so many things; I had to eat her, soon. But not until my body was completely satisfied from screwing her mouth, so I continued humping her face.

Finally, my hips stopped. My flaccid cock hung into Lynn’s mouth, she softly nursed on me like a calf on its mother’s teat. Giving in to my desires, I buried my head between Lynn’s legs. She tasted so damned good!

We were both pretty mellow; not surprisingly our 69 became relaxed lovemaking. It felt good. Hell, it felt a lot better than good, but there was no urgency left in us. We were floating, lost in our mutual bliss; giving great pleasure, getting great pleasure. I adored Lynn’s ’new and improved’ pussy.

Everything between her legs had looked and felt wonderful to my touch before. It looked sexy as hell shaved as well, certainly it was easier to eat her now. And so exciting to be able to lick her anywhere, to drag my tongue from place to place without interference.

If I had to guess, I’d say we ate each other for a half-hour before I was really hard again. Eating her bare muff was so delectable, it took me a while to realize I’d begun pumping Lynn’s face again.

About five minutes earlier I think she’d had a quiet climax. Lynn had held me a bit tighter, exhibiting some very feline writhing against my mouth. Now I sensed she was becoming seriously aroused.

Sure enough, Lynn had me sit up, but slide my hips down far enough for her to sit on my lap. She unzipped her skirt; it joined my pants by the gas pedal. Climbing onto my lap, she pushed her slit against my groin making an erection sandwich with my lower abdomen. Her breathing was ragged, as was mine. We hugged each other tightly as our tongues celebrated their reunion; our breathing through each other’s mouth heightened our excitement. Anyone nearby would have recognized by sound alone that our deep kissing was about to lead to intercourse.

Pulling back for air, Lynn she reached between us. As I felt her fingers curl around my slick, coated erection, I frantically unbuttoned her blouse completely, then freed her excited breasts. Lynn rose, aimed me, then slid down my penis until I felt her wet vaginal lips kissing my balls. My hands encircled each breast as she lowered herself.

All the while Lynn rode me carousel fashion, I did my best to suckle her delightful aroused nipples. It continued to amaze me how her petal soft nipples, somehow could become softer still as they became fully engorged with her warm blood.

Closing her eyes, I suspected Lynn was concentrating on achieving her climax. Reaching a point where I felt the need to thrust my hips up into her, I closed my eyes then lay my head back.

For a while I grabbed a cheek in each hand so I could feel her muscles working beneath her soft skin. My right hand slid around to her front, then on down between her legs. My fingers spread into a Vee. Lifting my palm against her pussy, I pinched my fingers together just slightly so I could feel my penis as it moved in and out of my lover. Feeling my penetrations that way was getting me off too quickly so I moved my fingertips up to massage around Lynn’s clit.

Peering down, there was enough light from the screen for me to see my penis disappear into Lynn’s body. I devolved into a drugged pre-orgasmic state. My eyes lifted to Lynn’s face, our eyes met. She’d been staring at my face. Her expression reflected the lust-induced stupor I was feeling. We continued to stare at one another, we began a vigil. Soon we’d be able to enjoy the look of fulfillment on our lover’s face as they came. I enjoyed helping her come at least as much as I enjoyed my own climax. The better she came, the stronger I climaxed.

We were so close. We teetered at the precipice. I mouthed the words, “I love you.” She repeated them back to me.

I came. It felt as if a long stream of my fluids were hosing into her womb. Another thrust, another long stream. Then the pulsing took over; my thrusts became uncoordinated, random. It felt as if sperm was being pushed into Lynn’s contracting, milking vagina, but I’ll never know. I hoped it was. Unconsciously I thought of each warm wad of sperm caressing her insides as telling her how much I adored her, that I loved being with her, that I loved being inside her.

As our self-control gradually returned, Lynn’s mouth fell against mine. We breathed against each other, hugged, kissed, felt love for each other. Our organs continued to wring pleasure from our union, squeezes within her tender trap continued to produce throbbing and more life giving fluid from its willing prey.

Minutes later we were motionless except for our breathing. We took turns kissing each other’s face, saying nothing, speaking volumes. It had been glorious. We’d made our partner very happy. Behind us I heard enthusiastic coupling. I was happy for them. Life was good !!!

Chapter 37:

At The Drive In, Beth Is The Second Feature

While having no idea what the movie had been about, Lynn and I nonetheless could tell it was nearly over. On the screen cops were leading handcuffed bad guys away in the background, while ’the girl’ was kissing ’the guy’ in the foreground.

Since it was nearly intermission, meaning the floodlights would be coming on to encourage the audience to visit their snack bar, it was also time to get dressed. Therefore we four got busy checking for buttoned buttons and snapped snaps. Lynn accused me of checking her far more carefully than was necessary, she further advised me her blouse pretty much had all of its buttons in the middle of her chest, not off to the sides where I kept searching.

True to their word, we guys were treated to food. We four lads and ladies had all worked up a hearty appetite, so there weren’t any scraps. Since we all had to pee badly by then, off to the Rest Rooms we went. Jim and I joked about the girls wearing us out, but there was an element of truth in my words. After checking our teeth for food and our hair for embarrassing cowlicks, etc., we waited for the girls.

Intentionally we walked back to the car the way four friends might. Unobserved, I got into the back seat to make love with my second ‘friend’ that night.

As Beth lay in my arms, we actually talked for a while. Soon enough though, I asked if it was OK for me to unbutton her blouse. “I can never seem to get enough of fondling your nipples.” I whispered.

Beth loved it of course, she watched me, smiling, as I opened her blouse. Beth slid down in the seat so it wouldn’t be obvious, then took off her bra, but slipped her blouse back on in case someone came our way. Seconds later, my fingers were in heaven, her breasts never failed to get my juices flowing. Presently her nipples were poking well out, warm and swollen, the way I liked them.

Beth’s hand found its way into my pants before the movie was 15 minutes along. Though we continued to talk a little, petting and kissing gradually pushed conversation aside.

Finally, Beth whispered, “Sugar, I do believe my sister tuckered you out enough that I can get that long, comfortable screwing I wanted. But we need to straighten you out a tad first. Now I’ve got an idea how to do that.”

Beth had me get out of my pants, then kneel away from her on the back seat with my butt in the air. She had a damp soapy paper towel, and a moist clean one in a little plastic bag. Since they felt a shade warm I guessed she picked them up during intermission. First Beth cleaned me from the top of my butt crack to my balls, then her hands then roamed all over, from my back to my thighs. Squeezing my cheeks, she next fondled my balls, or milked my penis like I was a cow.

Her hands were always busy somewhere, doing something. I felt kisses and licks from the top of my butt down to my balls as her lips and tongue joined in the fun. When her hands pried my cheeks apart, then the tip of her tongue began teasing my rectum, my lungs sucked in a gallon of air. Beth slipped a hand around my cock, within seconds I went from semi-erect to “lay down and spread ’em baby”. Indeed, as she licked around my crack, I became hard as nails; my penis was jumping in her hand.

In danger of blowing off in her hand, I moved. Swinging around, I had Beth in a 69 before she knew what hit her. I didn’t pause to look at her pussy, I was afraid seeing her shaved beaver might also set me off. So speedily my tongue bored into Beth solely to get her wet and ready enough for me to jump in and ride her sweet self.

The moment I knew she was slippery enough, I spun around so I could mount her. We both loosed an “aaahhhhh” as I sank into Beth up to my nuts. Needing to regain my composure, I confined myself to lying on top of Beth and French kissing with her until I was sure I was calm enough to start a slow, steady thrusting into her tight pussy.

Beth still wanted what she’d suggested earlier, so I started with an extremely slow in and out motion. Soon we found a rhythm we could sustain for a long time; a slow, sensuous combination of my thrusting for a while, then Beth rotating her hips while I held myself buried deep within her. We took turns trailing kisses up and down the others neck. For a spell we both stopped; she wrapped her legs around me, simply crushing me against her groin while I drilled her mouth with my tongue. It was an incredible experience.

With no need to rush, I took the time to pay attention to the elements of our lovemaking, what I felt, where those feelings originated. So I studied the differences in warmth and texture my glans felt as I went from the top to the bottom of my stroke. The gentle warm bathing it got when I held still inside Beth’s depths while her hips undulated. I tried to count the tiny bumps and ridges that teased my shaft as it wormed within my lovely lover. Sometimes I’d feel like I was gliding through a cloud, other times it was like fighting to push or pull through a fist.

Though I strove to memorize the myriad of sensations I experienced during our coital marathon, I could only hold on to generalities. My body refused to retain my pleasurable feelings for posterity, it insisted that I derive my sexual pleasure from doing, not remembering.

Beth was a fabulous lover, I could easily forget that anything else existed when I was making love with her. When she asked on be on top, I was delighted to switch places. Being able to watch her breasts wobble or reach up to fondle them were among my favorite things. She rode my cock with a dream-like leisure, time drifted by the way it does in a hammock on a perfect Spring day.

Reaching a point where I could come soon, if I let myself go, I asked Beth if she’d be ready to come soon. Beth was also in a holding pattern, her eyes were closed, her thoughts probably on my swelling penis.

“Any time you’re ready, I’m ready, Sugar.” Beth said with a breathy voice.

For our grand finale, I asked her to face the other way so I could watch her sexy ass rise and fall, knowing that divine view would send me over the edge. No sooner did she turn herself around than I felt the tension inside me mounting. Yeah, it was growing slowly, slowly but surely.

Tingling all over, my entire body was readying itself to inject my seed into sweet Beth’s svelte body. For the first time in a while I allowed the sexual sounds coming from the front seat to register, allowed myself to pick up every available triggering signal.

As I slowly grew within Beth, her rhythm gradually built to a speed conducive to her reaching a climax.

Wetting my middle finger in my mouth, I probed Beth’s anus. It had the desired effect; she pushed back signaling her desire to be penetrated, she made cries indicating I was pushing her towards a strong climax. As I twirled my fingertip, it began to worm inside her. Beth doubled the speed of her hips, slapping down onto my shaft. My finger slid inside her to the second knuckle. A half dozen sharp intakes of air preceded a loud, long “Ooooooooooohhhhh!” from Beth.

We came close together; I was pumping sperm into her, she was bathing my penis with her fluids. Suddenly we were driving our bodies at each other as warmth flooded our pelvic regions. I was giving her everything I had, she was taking all she could get from me.

Flashes of light seemed to blind me, I lost control of my body as it fought to bury it’s penis inside of Beth. I writhed and twisted, euphoria flooded my system. My hands grabbed her hips lest she get away before my body finished emptying its last drop into her marvelous female receptacle. I floated along with the action in a blissful daze.

Next thing I recall, Beth was cleaning my hand up. Gradually I became aware that Beth was sucking my penis dry even as she ran a moist paper towel over the surrounding area. By the time I was somewhat with it again, Beth had wormed her way between me and the back of the seat. The moment she’d gotten into place, she slipped my half-deflated penis back inside of her pussy.

“Uuuuuuuummmm, she felt good.” We soon had our arms around each other, and resumed our kissing. Beth was a lot of fun to neck with, always. Gotta love her.

When the last movie ended, Beth and I simply covered ourselves with a blanket until we got onto the back roads.

Halfway home I got excited enough to be able to give Beth a really good screwing. Pulling her top leg over me, I was able to pound her against the back of the seat. She was able to come a couple times, but I wasn’t.

As we neared home I asked Beth to get on her knees. Mounting her doggy style, I was able to grab her hips and really drive into her body. That special friction I got from a rear entry got me off in no time at all. By reaching under Beth, then playing with her clit, I was able to help her to come with me within a dozen strokes. It was fantastic!

Apparently Beth and Jim had been giving each other hand jobs during most of the drive. Both of them were ready to burst apparently. Just before the last rise prior to seeing their farm Lynn stopped the car in the middle of the road so she and Jim could dive into a 69.

Beth and I had just finished dressing, so we propped ourselves on the top of the front seat to enjoy their live sex show. It wasn’t a minute longer before they were coming in each other’s mouth. Lynn was on top affording me a fantastic view of her great tush in the moonlight. Yummmm.

While the front seat finished dressing, we agreed what the movies were about in case her folks asked the usual, predictable questions.

When we got in the house only their Dad was still awake. We all said our ‘good nights’ then headed to bed. I’m pretty sure the girls slept in Beth’s room. Thoughts of waking during the night, then seeking out Lynn entered my mind, but the girls had worn me out. For better or worse, I slept through until morning…. ….. … … .. .

Chapter 38:

Larry Discovers His Sister

All four conspirators came down for breakfast at roughly the same time. Mrs. Fuckman was a fine cook. Her pancakes, sausage links, and home fries went down easy, filling me up. By prior agreement we allowed Lynn answer most of the “how was the movie, kids” questions. If only one of us spoke we couldn’t contradict each other. If anyone else was put on the spot, they were to answer “The movie was boring, I fell asleep.”

Managing to give Lynn’s hand a squeeze under the table, I announced I had to run home for my farm chores.

Lynn’s voice stopped me at the door. “Would you like us to pick you for church tomorrow?”

Making eye contact, I replied “Yes, please.”

Thank God for church, I laughed to myself over my own little joke. Hopefully there’d mean a slight detour coming home afterwards. It was going to be difficult staying at home for the day, but the girls felt Carly would be more at ease if she knew her brother wasn’t around.

Arriving home, I searched out Carly, then shocked her by helping with her chores. Wasn’t easy pretending not to notice the funny looks she gave me. At last curiosity got the better of her. “OK, what’s going on? Why are you helping me?”

“I told you last night, I feel bad about leaving you on your own so much lately. I actually enjoy spending time with you, Munchkin. As of today I’ve even decided to help you with your chores whenever I can. Hey, it’s one way to spend time together. If you want to help, or hang around when I do mine, that’d be nice, but there’s no strings attached. OK?”

Turning around, I went to back opening 100-pound bags of chicken feed. Carly went back to filling water stations, she looked my way a couple more times, but didn’t say a word.

As we were waiting for the last water tank to fill, suddenly two arms wrapped around my waist, hugging me. As I turned around to face my hugger, Carly pressed herself tightly against me, laying her head on my chest.

“That was the sweetest thing I’ve heard in a long time. It really means a lot to me.” she sighed.

For a minute we stood there silently holding our sibling. The barn was very cool, the thick concrete floor and foundation was the reason. Carly’s warmth felt extra nice. After that minute, her breasts against just my T-shirt felt like a pair of embers burning into me. Without meaning to, I WAS becoming aroused. She fit into my arms so well, smelled so fresh, and was pressing a very desirable female body against my well-rested male one.

Feeling guilty, I loosened my hug, allowing her move away from me if she was ready. Carly, if anything, pulled me closer.

“I’ve missed having you around, Larry. I… "

Carly had something else she wanted to say, but couldn’t. Certainly I was curious, but let pass it so she wouldn’t feel pressured.

Her face turned to mine. I was used to kissing Carly; we’d kissed each other for as far back as I could remember. As usual, I aimed for an off center kiss, but Carly shifted so our lips met squarely as she rose far up on her toes to meet me.

Even though my heart was skipping beats from my excitement, I fully intended to keep it to a short, brotherly kiss. But her lips were rose petal soft, they were as warm as a fireplace on a Winter night, her breath was fresh and moist. What I was experiencing was simply too wonderful to pull away from; I told myself just one second more, just one second more, just…

Man did I lose track of time. Our kiss (and I say ours because Carly was kissing me as much as I was kissing her) lasted more than five seconds, but less than five minutes. Our lips never parted, we simply shared a long kiss. Long enough that I ended up sporting a big league erection at any rate. My hands never moved from her back; much later it occurred to me that Carly’s might have slid down to the top of my butt.

Having sex wasn’t on my mind; I wasn’t plotting, planning, or pawing. Holding Carly, accepting her feather-light kiss, simply got a rise out of me. I didn’t try to press against her, she was holding us together. I had to believe she must have felt my unintended erection. If so, she’d calmly accepted it. Carly is very innocent to be sure, but she was a farm girl, she wasn’t stupid.

When Carly relaxed her toes, thereby pulling away slightly, she again laid her head on my chest. Holding me tight yet again, I hugged her back, it felt too sensational to fight it.

Her lower fingers definitely were on my tush, which felt incredible. Oh how I wanted to run my hands around her back, but I was afraid to move for fear I might not stop where I should. At that instant I recalled my accidental handful for her breast last night. The instant I did, my penis clearly jumped in my pants.

“Damnit!” I thought.

Carly gave another thigh squeeze, then released me. “Thank you, I really needed that.” she said as she headed to turn off the water which had begun to spill over the tank’s rim.

My mind was screaming. Thank you for what? The hug, the help, the kiss, getting turned on like a pervert? What? I didn’t think I’d be able to speak, but I surprised myself.

“Carly,” I said after her, “I’m not sure what you’re thanking me for, but you’re welcome. Anytime you need anything, ask me. Anything I can do, I will.”

I paused; she turned, looking into my eyes.

“Hope you know I love you, Munchkin.”

Carly stood immobile for several seconds, then walked back to me. Taking my face in her hands, she gave me a short kiss before walking away.

Short does not mean bad. It doesn’t mean insipid. Short is merely an indication of a small passage of time in this usage. The kiss I got was closed mouth, like before. Unlike before, this kiss was charged with emotion. That kiss is when I learned my little sister had become a women, she curled my toes. There was 220-volt electricity in her lips.

Carly wasn’t trying to be sexy, she wasn’t trying to do anything. Yet she clearly had passion, hunger, and more inside of her; it had flowed though her then into me like a completed circuit.

[Hot damn, Carly! Wow.]

The words kept running through my brain.

Chapter 39:

Carly Discovers Her Brother

Neither of us spoke again until we’d finish all Carly’s daily farm chores. When we’d finished her work, she grabbed my hand, grinned, saying, “Where do we start?”.

We clearly finished faster working as a team, there were enough things we had been doing separately where four-hands were clearly more efficient than two. For example, tossing stuff over a fence to a partner sure beating fighting with a gate then walking back and forth a bunch of times.

Actually, it was fun that morning. God, I might almost start looking forward to chores if we kept working together. We walked back to the house with arms around each other. Life was good.

Before she went off the change, I steered Carly to the porch swing so we could sit a spell first. “Munchkin, before you left for the Troutman’s, I wanted to tell you a few things.

I’ve really gotten to know the Beth and Lynn much better recently. They both like you a lot, they’re both looking forward to being closer friends again. You’re normally pretty shy, you find it easier to keep things to yourself. I’m that way too, but I’m changing. Mostly, I wanted you to know I’ve found I can trust them, even talk to them about… anything. If you get to know them the way I have, I bet you’ll feel a lot less lonely. Hope you have more fun than you can imagine today.”

Carly snuggled in close. I’d had my hand around her shoulder. Carly lifted my hand to her lips, then kissed it. After wrapping her hands around mine, Carly pressed my palm to her chest a little over her heart.

Sure was glad my words had made her feel good. For sure I wasn’t used to talking about important things with Carly, I discovered I liked it. We rocked the swing in silence. Our hands had gradually slipped lower; my fingertips were touching the ultra-soft skin slightly down her right breast.

[It wasn’t me, I swear it!]

I know brain, it just happened.

It WAS unintended on my part. Yet as we sat there rocking, my fingertips began tracing lazy ovals on her. It wasn’t anything overtly sexual on my part, far more instinctual. Whatever it was, Carly was happy, she held my hand there, snuggling up close as possible.

Just like in the barn, Carly’s proximity aroused me. Blood began flowing into my penis, it swelled. Before long a bulge ran from my groin towards my right hip. Carly had her head on my chest. If her eyes were open, she might be getting an eyeful.

Even trying to think of something non-sexual, I couldn’t will my boner away. Nor could I say “Excuse me, I need to go jerk off because you’re turning me on.”

Certainly I didn’t want this precious moment with Carly to end until she was ready to leave. So I sat there enjoying her company, every second of that time dying to slide my fingers down a few inches to cup her alluring young teat.

Carly finally stirred.

“Guess I’d better shower and change. I’m invited to lunch and they eat it early. I liked what you told me. Yeah, I wanted to go and all, but I was nervous. Now I feel more comfortable about going over.”

Carly kissed me on the cheek, then sat back. When I turn my face, she kissed me again, but on the mouth. Ummm, it was a sweet kiss. Before I knew it, she was on her feet. I followed her in, then up the stairs. Her tush shouted “Hi, there sailor” all the way to the second floor.

Going into my room, I pushed the door closed behind me, Carly went on to her room next door.

As I fell onto my bed, I knew at that very moment Carly was surely undressing. Any moment now she’d be running soapy hands all over her body. My hands blindly searched out my zipper and belt. My pants were at my knees a moment later. Excusing myself from reality, I left for an urgent appointment with Mother Thumb and her four daughters.

Regrettably, I could only imagine Carly naked, but there’d been enough intimate contact during the past day with her that my body needed little more to work with. Like looking at a half completed puzzle; I couldn’t see all the details, but could picture enough to know a very desirable young woman was living on the other side of my bedroom wall.

Being a very horny boy at that moment, it wasn’t going to take very long to get the relief my body demanded. Just a few dozen hard strokes later my hips were lifting off the bed; sperm shot out of my body, I experienced a strong orgasm.

Carly had a good view of my orgasm, seems I hadn’t closed my door tight enough to latch. When Carly left her room heading to the bathroom, she intended to hurriedly say how nice the morning had been. Opening her door allowed the wind coming through her open window to push my door open a couple inches. Since my door wasn’t shut, Carly had grabbed the handle then started to enter. In a very short time my door opened, then very, very slowly closed.

In this instance a very short time is something more or less than five seconds. As the door opened, Carly began to enter. She’d never seen a naked adult male, she’d never seen masturbation, and she’d never witnessed a human ejaculation. Carly had a good, quick brain. In under a second, her brain recognized that her brother had his pants down, was masturbating, and she was clearly observing sperm erupting from his penis. She then backed out, closing the door most of the way. Another second was needed to carefully pull the door quietly until it latched.

She’d fully observed almost nothing because things had happened so quickly. She wanted to open the door again and really watch; she was young, she was horny, and she was curious. But she was also very shy, so Carly went on to her shower. But what her eyes saw was retained in her mind. Her brain, during that day, replayed those images. Fuzzy, indistinct, but erotic images of her brother.

She’d seen and felt him that morning get an erection twice. When they’d been swinging, she saw him grow. Damn but she wished she’d had the nerve to ask permission to open her brother’s pants and see what he looked like.

Carly had felt herself grow moist as she stared at her brother’s hidden penis. It drove her nuts how close his hand had been to her breast. Her body had reminded her how wonderful it had felt when that hand had rubbed against her breast the night before. It had been all she could do to keep from pulling that hand on top of her breast today.

As she showered and washed herself, Carly thought about masturbating. She’d learned that pleasant diversion almost three years ago. It was the only outlet she’d ever had, and Carly was sorely tempted to do it now. What stopped her was a fear of being late for lunch. Carly was appalled at the thought of blowing it when she’d finally gotten an invite to join the Troutman sisters for the day.

So Carly rinsed, dried, dressed and left. A cleaner but hornier girl was she.

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Chapter 40:

Beth Opens Carly’s Eyes & Thighs

Carly was still feeling shy despite what her brother had said less 20-minutes ago. Happily, as she came up the flagstone walkway to the front door, Beth popped out of the front door to greet Carly with a warm hug followed by a kiss on the cheek which put Carly instantly at ease. Grabbing her hand, Beth dragged Carly into the kitchen where she got the same affectionate hug and kiss from Lynn. Life was good.

The girls immediately put Carly to work setting the table. Mrs. Fuckman was cooking up a small feast. The women kept up their usual casual chatter, but included Carly from the git go.

“How’s your Mom?” " How’s her cousin doing?" Yak, yak, yak.

In no time at all the table was laden for a hungry crew. Ravenous, Jim and Wayne appeared lickety split when called. Grace was spoken the moment everyone was seated before the vast repast. No sooner had the extended family said Amen, than the free-for-all began. It was actually a well-mannered group, but with two hungry men, and three starved young girls, platters were passed often and emptied quickly.

Three stuffed young females cleaned up after the meal. Gossip they’d never share with their parents flowed freely in hushed tones as the clean up progressed. The conversation moved to Lynn’s room once the kitchen was shipshape.

Clothing, accessories, boys, and more were on the verbal menu, large portions of all were served. Carly, traditionally a tomboy, wasn’t a clothes hog, but she was a female to be sure. In no time the girls were running between Lynn’s closet and Beth’s, trying on different combinations and accessories. Carly became the sister’s life-sized Barbie Doll; Beth and Lynn insisted she try out a dozen different looks and styles. Make up went on then came off, repeatedly.

To her delight, Carly began to feel she’d found two lost sisters. At first Beth and Lynn had to almost hold her and strip her, she’d been so shy about undressing in front of them. But for the past hour, she’d been half naked more often than dressed. Apparently as cloths went on and came off again, Carly got gradually into the flow. Just now Carly was unzipping one sister, then buttoning up the other.

After admiring a low cut dress they each had, the sisters sat Carly down; they told her to wait and they’d model them for her. Beth removed her bra, then slipped into her dress. Lynn was soon back wearing hers. After spinning, twirling, and playing runway models, the girls pulled Carly to her feet, insisting Carly try them both on.

Beth removed her fancy dress first. Unexpectedly, Lynn’s hands were unclasping her bra. Carly jumped, her natural shyness showed as she crossed her arms to hide her breasts.

“Hey, what’s this!” Beth mockingly scolded Carly. Carly’s bewilderment evoked smiles from Lynn and Beth.

Beth quickly continued, “If you’re going to become our adopted little sister, you can’t be so shy. Lynn and I are sex-crazed exhibitionists, no shyness is allowed when we three are together. We’ve all showered together at school. As I recall you have a beautiful body. You should be proud of your great figure, not embarrassed by it.”

Suddenly Carly’s head was spinning. Not so much from being shy, rather from having it register what Beth had said about being their ‘adopted sister’. Lately Carly had been feeling like a castaway stranded on a deserted island, the people at school or church all seemed like passing ships that never spotted her signals for help. This morning Larry had nicely revived their relationship, now her childhood playmates were offering her sisterhood. She’d been happier the last few hours than she remembered feeling for a very long time.

Barely aware of Beth stepping up to her, Carly finally realized Beth was speaking to her, so Carly tried to focus.

“Now let’s see what you’re hiding.” Beth gently gripped each forearm, then lowered them to Carly’s side.

“Why, you have fantastic breasts. Boys are going to kill to get their hands on those goodies.”

“Carly, you have a lovely body, you should be proud very of it.” Lynn added.

Feeling somewhat disoriented, Carly closely looked at Beth and Lynn. All three girls were now wearing only panties. She noted how Beth and Lynn stood, shoulders back, like they were proud of whom they were. Both looked comfortable and relaxed. Happy… they looked happy!

Reflecting back on the day thus far, Carly had absolutely enjoyed herself since she’d arrived. No wonder she was dying to get even closer to these two girls. Pulling her shoulders back, Carly made her conical breasts point straight out. “Better?” Carly grinned sheepishly.

Moving directly into a surprised Carly, Beth hugged her, kissed her cheek, then planted a gentle, lingering kiss upon her lips.

“Good girl! So, care to be an honorary sister?”

Feeling overwhelmed, Carly struggled to compose herself. The way they girls had made her feel, like a member of their family, had left Carly desperately wanting to be part of their lives again. Her head also swam for another reason. When Beth had hugged her, Beth’s breasts had mashed into Carly’s. She’d felt a nearly naked human being pressed against her body for the first time!

Carly had felt the softest imaginable skin, another’s women’s breasts, pressed against her own; Carly had discovered it was arousing to have tender nipples brush against her nipples. When she tried to speak, Carly found she couldn’t. Feeling unsteady, she looked in Lynn’s direction.

“I warn you though, Beth is right about us. We are very much ’trouble looking for a place to happen’ lately. But, the job is yours if you think you’d like to start hanging around together.”

When Carly began looking a bit misty eyed, Lynn moved to hug the smiling Carly.

Holding her tight, Lynn gave Carly a kiss even sweeter than Beth had. Carly was near to fainting; Lynn’s warmer than warm breasts seemed to burn into her own. These past few minutes had been the most erotic of her young life.

Tentatively, Carly put her arms around Lynn, then purposefully pulled Lynn still tighter to her. This time it was Carly that gave Lynn a timid kiss; it was short, but it imparted elements of all the things Carly was feeling. She laid her head on Lynn’s shoulder, giving the warm body in her arms another squeeze.

Eerily, out of Lynn’s smiling mouth came Carly’s own thoughts. “You make a sexy armful, you feel so wonderful. Do I have to let you go?”

After the briefest of pauses Carly murmured. “Not right away. I like having my sister holding me. This feels really, really nice.”

Beth and Lynn laughed understandingly. Beth came up from behind to make it a group hug. Carly found herself the filling in a sensuous sister sandwich. Now Carly understood why boys liked girls, even she was getting excited feeling their warm bodies against hers. On top of which she felt loved and alive.

Especially the past year, Carly had thought about boys a lot. She’d stared at plenty of zippers, wondering what she’d see if only she could lower them and reach inside. Her body had been screaming for sex for several years, how many times had she imagined a hard penis in her hand as she guided her prize inside of her. She’d long dreamed about how sexy a boy’s body would be, she hadn’t thought much about how wonderful a girl’s body might feel.

A torrent of questions and feelings flooded her. Recollections of her self-explorations, of touching herself, of masturbating surfaced. She knew how her own body felt, then why did the nearly naked girls holding her feel so… so… so different, so intriguing. She began seriously wondering how it would feel to explore another girl’s body. Certainly it felt awesome when she touched her own.

Abruptly the hug ended. Carly was the center of attention as her ‘sisters’ set about the task of dressing her up in the robin’s egg blue strapless dress. Once in the dress, they did her hair, even applied light make up. When they were satisfied, Carly was led, eyes closed, before the full-length mirror inside Beth’s closet door.

“Open ’em.” they chimed.

Carly was stunned, she saw a very beautiful young woman in the mirror. For the first time she fully comprehended that she WAS growing up. Carly fought back tears as the realization hit her that she was truly attractive. Boys WERE going to want her; she wasn’t the ugly duckling she sometimes felt like. Carly felt wonderful, she felt sexy, attractive, more confident.

“Wow, huh? You’d have to fight the boys off if we had any around here.” Lynn cooed. Hey, there’s still another my pink dress to try on."

Beth and Lynn whipped up a new hairstyle and did another makeover. When they unveiled her again before the mirror Carly beamed. For good reason, she was beginning to feel pretty damned good about herself. Carly was definitely beginning to feel attractive.

During the past hour as the two older girls had fussed over her, Carly was not only feeling pleased and pampered, she was also feeling sexual stirrings. As they’d worked on her, their bared, swaying breasts had brushed against her, even hung hypnotically before her face.

The softness of their pliant, warm flesh rubbing her now and then was causing her body to react. The intimacy of spending time with this ‘clothing optional’ pair was helping her overcome her own inhibitions, she liked the sense freedom they shared. Slowly Carly grew to enjoy each new excuse to undress.

When they at last ran out of clothes to play with, Beth suggested riding before evening chores.

There were only two horses, so Carly doubled up with Beth on Blaze. Being a powerful Desert Arabian-Quarterhorse mix, Blaze could carry the pair all day. For nearly two hours they rode the farm roads of their 800-plus acre farm.

Beth had Carly handle the reigns, choosing to ride with her arms around Carly. As they chatted up a storm, Carly felt as if she hadn’t truly spoken to another person in years. Before long she especially enjoyed the feel of Beth’s arms around her waist, being held definitely fed her newly acquired sense of well being. Beth had soft hands; they felt good on her abdomen.

Chores went quickly that evening with an extra pair of hands helping. Once the farm work was finished, and after explaining about their failing hot water heater, Beth asked Carly if she wanted to shower with her and Lynn. Carly was game, after all it wasn’t really much different than showering at school.

As they shared the spray, Lynn offered to wash Carly’s back. It felt wonderful to Carly, having soft, soapy hands running over her back was a heaven-sent delight. Learning how great that felt, she begged to do Beth and Lynn’s backs to return the favour.

Damn if it wasn’t nearly as nice touching the girls as it was being touched she soon discovered. She hadn’t paid much attention before today, but as they washed, Carly had to admit her new sisters were very attractive young women.

Sure enough, the hot water gave out. Shrieking, they hurriedly exited the shower to dry off.

Beth loaned Carly a skirt and blouse, they’d forgotten to warn Beth they dressed for dinner on Saturday nights. Dinner was fried chicken, mashed potatoes, beets, corn, green beans, and cherry pie for dessert; all were Carly’s favourites. Like the chores, the clean up went quickly. From early Spring to late Fall, Jimmy constantly helped in the fields, so he got out of housekeeping during those busy months.

Once the last dish was dried and put away, the 3 sisters reconvened in Lynn’s room. After a half-hour of girl talk, Carly got brave enough to ask something she’d been curious about, boys. She admitted she’d never had a date, had no prospects, and was generally depressed about it. She also admitted to wondering if Lynn or Beth had been dating.

The sisters shared their tales of woe; who they’d gone out with, how boring their dates had been, thus confirming Carly’s suspicions regarding a general dearth of worthy males in the area.

Curious, Carly asked Beth, “Was is scary going out on your first date?”

“Well, no. Lynn coached me beforehand. She taught me what boys did, how they acted, what they’d tried on her. She even helped me practice kissing and stuff so I’d know what to do if I liked the boy. Have you ever really kissed a boy, Carly.”

“I guess not, just my brother. What do you mean you practiced kissing? Everyone knows how to kiss.” Beth and Lynn smiled knowingly.

“Well, don’t they?” Carly wondered aloud.

Lynn’s smile broadened. “Beth, why don’t you take our little sister under your wing, teach her what you’ve learned. I need to finish a paper for Monday. I’ll come back in an hour to check on your progress.”

Walking up to Beth, Lynn gave her a kiss, then turned to Carly. “Want a hug?’ Lynn asked.

“I’d like that a lot, Lynn.”

Carly got to her feet. They hugged. Lynn took Carly’s face in her hands, gave her a soft, lingering, sweet kiss. Lynn pressed a shade harder as she felt Carly returning her kiss after a moments hesitation.

Lynn released her face. “Enjoy your lesson. I’ll see you a little later.” Lynn headed out the door, closing it behind her.

Beth sat beside Carly on her comfortable, if well-worn settee.

“OK”, she said. If anything makes you uncomfortable just say ‘stop’ and I will. If you want to know anything, anything at all, ask. I’ll tell you almost anything you want to know. OK so far?”

Carly nodded.

“Great, now I’m going to scoot down a bit so you’re a little taller, like a boy might be. Pretend you’re the boy; give me your best kiss, like we were on a date. You OK with this ‘fella’?”

“A little nervous, but OK.” Carly grinned. Beth took Carly’s hand, giving it a squeeze for reassurance.

Carly bent to Beth’s mouth. She was nervous, very nervous in fact; this was like a test, not to mention something ’nice girls’ would never do. She wasn’t exactly used to kissing ANYONE outside her immediate family, let alone a girlfriend. Yet a part of her was excited by the prospect.

Slowly but surely her lips found their mark. Before long before there was even some feeling behind her kiss. Beth’s lips were very soft, ever so warm. Carly liked the way kissing Beth made her feel. When she broke their kiss, it was mainly because she just didn’t know what to do next.

“That felt very nice, Carly. How about if I’m the boy, and I kiss you now?”

Looking at her toes, Carly smiled, but scooted down just a bit the way Beth had done. Beth put her left arm around Carly, her right hand lifted Carly’s face, Beth leaned forward. Beginning with a series of little kisses around Carly’s mouth, Beth kissed up and down her neck, then back to Carly’s mouth. Beth nibbled at Carly’s lips until Carly found the rhythm and responded in kind. They kissed that way until Beth began using the tip of her tongue to tease Carly lips.

Carly sighed when she felt Beth’s moist breath on her face and a tongue flicking, then probing around her lips. Beth never said a word about what to do; she was making Carly tingle all over by showing her. Carly had successfully learned her first lesson; she parted her lips slightly, allowing her tongue to peek out then search for Beth’s lips.

Beth retracted her tongue, content to allow Carly the time to explore. Besides, it felt so nice. When the time seemed right, Beth again sent her tongue in search of Carly’s, resuming the same probing as before, but now her tongue would skim against Carly’s as they licked around each other’s lips. The first time her tongue made solid contact with Carly’s, she felt Carly take a deep breath.

Carly’s first reaction had been to pull away from the tongue-to-tongue contact, an ‘oops, excuse me’ type response. Then it sunk in, that was supposed to happen, that’s what kissing is all about!

Once again a shy tongue tip went looking for Beth’s. Tongues met, they got better acquainted. Patiently, Beth allowed Carly to get used to the potent sensations of her first French kissing. Since it wasn’t all that long ago, Beth could still clearly recall her own first open mouth kiss.

When the moment seemed right, Beth flattened her tongue against Carly’s. She slid against Carly’s pink tongue all the way into Carly’s mouth. Carly moaned, then she even put a hand behind Beth’s head to pull Beth harder against her mouth. Each girl felt the other’s breathing deepen. Carly was quickly becoming overwhelmed by her body’s responses to the tongue exploring her mouth, for that was just what Beth was doing.

Beth was enjoying Carly immensely. Carly was sweet as honey, she tasted great, her breath was fresher than a Spring morning. It was terribly exciting for Beth to know that her tongue was the first to enter Carly’s mouth.

Slowly, Beth taught Carly’s tongue how to flirt, then dance with another tongue. Gradually Beth was able to coax Carly’s tongue to follow hers as it retreated into Beth’s mouth. Both girls got very aroused; their nipples engorged, panties became uncomfortably damp. Beth had been waiting for this all week; Carly had been waiting for this all her life.

Kissing her way to Carly’s ear. Beth whispered, “When a boy gets very excited, his hands may try to touch you places you don’t want him to. If you pay attention to his body language you’ll probably be able to guess when he’s getting ready to move. Understand.”

Carly nodded, imperceptibly.

Beth placed her hand on Carly’s shoulder, then drew back until she could see Carly’s closed eyes.

“Carly.”

Her eyes opened, staring into Beth’s. Their breathing fell into sync. Beth started her hand ever so slowly downward towards Carly’s left breast.

“If you feel his hand moving like this, it means he wants to feel you up, but he’ll stop if you simply reach up and grab his hand. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Her hand was halfway to it’s heaving objective. “Do you understand what might happen if you do nothing?”

Carly never blinked, but her hand reached for, then landed on top of Beth’s hand.

Beth’s heart stopped, she was too turned on to imagine not feeling the beautiful breast just two inches away. Suddenly both hearts began to pound as Carly slid Beth’s palm squarely onto her excited teat. As she felt her breast being fondled for the very first time, Carly shuddered. Her eyes closed, her entire body went limp from surrender. Her breast was being fondled, and it was far better than she’d ever dreamt it would feel.

“You are very, very lovely Carly.” Beth murmured as she bent to kiss Carly’s face and neck.

When her mouth returned to Carly’s, Beth got an eager reception. Years of pent up sexual frustration were being released, and Beth was going to be the beneficiary.

As good as it was, Beth knew how to make it better. Her hand moved to the top button; when it finished, only a bra still impeded her progress. Carly raised herself far enough to allow Beth to reach behind her to unhook it, then she lay back.

Beth sat up far enough to survey Carly’s virgin terrain; her blouse was wide open, the bra lay loose atop the treasure it had so recently guarded. Pressing her palms onto Carly just below her breasts, Beth held them there. She wanted to have her tongue in Carly’s mouth when Carly felt her bare breasts fondled for the first time.

Kissing Carly, Beth allowed her fingers to glide onto the pliant cones she’d admired all afternoon. It was impossible to say which girl was more excited. The passion each exuded was unmistakable. Carly was nearly delirious. Beth was far more excited than even she had expected to be.

Beth wanted to collect the prize her fingers had captured. She kissed her way down Carly’s neck, then trailed love bites towards Carly’s left teat. Beside herself, Carly was shaking; she knew what must surely be mere heartbeats away.

Lifting the bra up and out of her way, Beth’s eyes absorbed every detail of the spongy teats her fingers surrounded. Dark pink areolas begged to be sucked, Beth couldn’t refuse their demand. Her lips closed over a swollen nipple, then widened, allowing the entire end of Carly’s teat to slide into her mouth. She dined on the exquisite heated flesh.

Being suckled was the straw that broke her sexual back; Carly was treated to a mild orgasm. She felt her pussy spasm, her hips tried to move, she wanted to touch herself, but Beth was lying across her body pinning her down.

“OOOOOOHHHHHH GOD.” Carly groaned. Grabbing the back of Beth’s head, pressing ahead, she encouraged Beth to continue. Beth loved the feel of Carly’s pointed breast in her mouth. Fairly certain that she’d made Carly come, Beth wasted no time before trying to help her new little sister get her next climax underway.

Kissing her way to the other, as yet untried teat, Beth’s hands roamed, fondled, and kneaded the sensitive virgin territory. The more Carly swooned and sighed, the greater Beth’s inspiration. Following several minutes of nursing on Carly’s right side, Beth pulled her to a sitting position. Preferring no impediments, she removed the already undone blouse and bra. As Beth tried guiding Carly back to a reclining position, Carly stopped her with a single, “Wait.”

Carly reached for Beth’s top button. “I want to see you too, I think you have lovely breasts. No reason not to admit how wonderful your breasts felt against me this afternoon.”

Silently Carly stripped Beth to the waist.

Beth fondled both of Carly’s teats while she was undressed, releasing Carly only long enough to allow her clothing to be removed.

Carly stared at Beth for a long time. Finally her hands closed around Beth’s soft mounds. “Oh, wow.” sighed Carly.

“Uuuuummmm, oh that’s so nice.” moaned Beth.

Two mouths found each other, this time both opened wide, tongues meeting before their lips did. They shared a long passionate kiss; four hands busily enjoyed four breasts.

Carly pulled back, looking down at Beth’s chest, she directed her fingertips to play with the two long, hot nipples she’d felt pressing into her palms. Carly was very, very aroused. It was evident in her voice as she said, “Beth, I’ve never felt anything like your breasts, especially your nipples. They’re amazing. I want to… Is it OK if I…”

Beth moved her left hand behind Carly’s head, guiding her lips to the nipples both girls wanted to be in Carly’s mouth. It took great will power for Beth not to grab herself, she could’ve gotten off in a heartbeat; Carly was exciting her beyond all expectations. However, Beth wanted to take good care of Carly first, so she waited. Very gradually, Beth laid Carly back onto the cushions, all the while taking care not to pull her nipple from between Carly’s lips. Remaining on all fours, Beth’s teats hung down for Carly to nurse.

Once both her breasts had enjoyed a good suckling, Beth placed her back against the comfy settee, then slid down so she was on her side overlooking the reclining Carly. She leaned ahead to give Carly a series of kisses, her right hand toyed with Carly’s nipple until her flattened palm began to skim slowly across Carly’s abdomen.

“Carly, if a boy has his hand here, then begins to move it lower, he’s probably thinking about going further with you.”

After Beth’s hand had petted or massaged its was down to the hem of Carly’s skirt, Beth stared into Carly’s eyes. Carly’s face glistened, she kept licking her lips, her breathing was deep, labored. Moving her hand onto the bare leg above Carly’s kneecap, Beth softly spoke.

“If you think things have gone as far as they should, if you’re at all unsure, just squeeze your legs together to let him know to stop. If you don’t, there’s every chance things will go further than you ever thought they might.”

For several seconds, Carly lay motionless. When her left hand finally moved, it snaked behind Beth’s neck, pulling her down into an open-mouthed kiss. Beth felt a tremendous passion behind that kiss, then she felt Carly haltingly spread her legs wider apart, inviting Beth’s hand to be the first to explore her.

The act of surrender was a powerful aphrodisiac; emotional energy flowed into Carly through Beth’s deep kisses. Beth drove her tongue far into Carly’s mouth. Knowing in her heart what was about to happen, accordingly Beth sought the perfect speed for her hand to arrive at Carly’s eagerly awaiting pussy.

Carly felt warm fingers feeling their way up her thigh. A thousand times she’d dreamed about someone feeling her up, making her come. That her first good fondle might be from a girl had never occurred to her. At that moment, it made not the slightest difference.

Her body was alive like never before, Beth’s skin was fiery hot wherever she touched Carly’s skin, the tongue in her mouth was thrilling her unbelievably. The fingers were moving closer still; Carly spread her legs ever wider to insure the path to her pussy was clear. She could hardly breath. She ached for the contact. What would it feel like? By then her body was wound as tight as a new spool of thread.

Almost there, Beth and Carly both thought. Beth felt the tension in Carly’s thighs; the damp heat as she neared Carly’s groin was like nearing a roaring coal stove. As she neared the virginal pussy, Beth shifted her palm onto the opposite thigh causing Carly to groan from disappointment.

Beth lifted her head far enough back to watch Carly’s face. Her hand moved in circles, nearer, ever nearer to Carly’s treasure. Carly had her eyes closed; her only visible motion was the rising and falling of her chest.

Beth stopped her hand an inch away from its goal. Holding her fingers in place, she lifted her thumb slowly so it would barely graze the cotton of Carly’s wet panties, a touch so light that Carly couldn’t be sure if she felt it or not. Carly pushed her crotch downward trying to initiate more contact, groaning when it didn’t happen.

Finally Beth slid her fingers onto Carly’s puffy, wet vaginal lips, beginning a circular rubbing motion with her three middle fingers. Carly came. The instant she felt Beth touch her pussy she came, as Beth hoped she would.

Beth continued to massage her pussy while reveling in the sight of Carly’s face as she experienced her first orgasm from a hand between her legs. She thought to herself how extraordinarily beautiful Carly looked as she experienced her blissful release.

Beth gave in to the moment, kissing Carly everywhere she could reach while still rubbing the swollen lips between Carly’s legs.

“Good girl Carly, that was beautiful, so beautiful.” Beth whispered as she nibbled her ear. Her fingers adjusted to help Carly come gently down from her orgasm.

Gradually, Carly regained her senses. She took Beth’s face between her hands, then guided their mouths together, exchanging many long, loving kisses while Carly recovered. Beth needed to come, but she could wait. There was more to teach Carly, still more gifts to give.

“Think you can stand up, little sister?” Beth asked gently.

Carly grinned weakly, “I really don’t know, but I’ll try.” Then came “oooooooooohhh”, as she struggled to her feet.

Beth sat on the edge of the settee; she repositioned Carly so the younger girl faced her. Beth looked up until Carly’s eyes locked with hers.

“Little sister, I have one more lesson I’d love to teach you if you’re sure… very, very sure you’re ready. Because unless you stop me now, I’m going to undress you, then make love to you… Do you want that to happen Carly?”

“Do you mean… with your mouth… and everything?”

“Yes.”

Carly pressed Beth’s left cheek against her bare stomach, then stroked her long, blonde hair with the other hand.

“I’ve never wanted anything more in my life. I adore you, Beth. You’ve already made me feel better about being alive than I have in a long time. Teach me everything you can. I want to learn so I can make love to you later, when I know better what to do for you.”

Beth ran her hands up the back of Carly’s legs until she could grab her buns. Still kneading her tush, Beth looked back to Carly face. “I do love you, Carly. Never could I pick a better sister than you. You’ve never been touched before have you? I mean touched at all?”

Blushing noticeably, Carly shook her head no.

“Then you’ve waited a long time for this moment, and I promise I’m going to make you see stars tonight sweetheart.”

Beth licked or kissed all around Carly’s mid-section as she blindly removed the skirt she’d loaned Carly. She’d waited all week for a close look at Carly’s pussy, so she focused her gaze where she expected to see the virgin slit when her panties came off.

Her hands alighted on Carly’s lower back, then slid under the waistband and onto her bare buns. Both girls enjoyed that contact for a moment, then Beth pulled her hands slowly to sides of Carly’s hips, far enough to lower the panties, thus exposing Carly’s pristine pussy to Beth’s waiting eyes. The aroma of arousal assailed her nostrils, enflaming her, Beth felt her own pussy tingle and swell in response.

Beth kissed the now exposed lower abdomen while clutching Carly’s buns. She went low enough to cause Carly to gasp, then kissed her way up to Carly’s mouth.

As they kissed, Carly managed to unwrap Beth’s skirt; it fell to the floor. Still soul kissing, Beth waltzed Carly over to the bed. She eased Carly back until she was sitting on the edge. Staring ahead, Carly chose that moment to lower Beth’s damp panties until they fell on their own around Beth’s ankles.

“Wow. You shaved your pussy. God it looks so sexy, Beth.” said Carly breathlessly.

“Thank you. You can look or touch me to your hearts content later. Right now I need for you to lie down, relax, and let me make love to you. I need to come sooooo bad, but I’ve sworn not to before I make you come from being eaten. You, sweet Carly, are going to feel good like you never imagined in your wildest fantasy.”

The excitement each girl was feeling was palpable. Beth was nearly ready to come just from knowing what she was about to do; Carly was ready to come from just wondering what Beth would do next.

As Beth lay down next to Carly, the idea that any second now they’d be holding a warm, naked body next to their own caused both girls to tremble with anticipation. Then the wait was over. An arm was around each neck; a hand was on each tush, pulling their partner’s pelvis closer. Breasts mashed together, tongues teased, bodies writhed.

Beth brought her free hand to Carly’s left breast, she cupped it, fondled it, ran it’s nipple back and forth against her own. Releasing the pliant teat, her hand slowly but surely followed a path that they both knew ended between Carly’s legs.

Carly tightened from the anticipation, but raised her knee into an arch, providing easy access to her tingling groin as Beth’s hand approached her sexual center. Beth’s fingers glided through Carly’s ebony pubic hair, her middle finger found Carly’s slit, then followed it downward until her hand was cupping her bare pussy.

Carly placed both hands behind Beth’s back, hugging their chests together, breathing heavily onto Beth’s soft shoulder. Carly pointed her left knee at the ceiling while keeping her hip rolled back so Beth was be able to touch her freely.

Beth’s middle finger sank into Carly’s slit as she brought her hand back up. The middle fingertip wiggled and explored every inch of hidden pink flesh until it reached the clitoris it had been searching for. Carly bit Beth’s shoulder to muffle a scream born of passion.

Beth pushed Carly onto her back, all the while strumming the tender bud; Carly was quickly building to a climax. Beth would subtly change the rhythm, to keep the pressure building while trying to trick her body into postponing Carly’s release.

When Beth knew it was down to any second now she did two things. Driving her tongue deep into Carly’s mouth, Beth slid her middle finger into Carly’s vagina at the same instant. The double penetration was too much for the young virgin’s body to withstand, Carly came hard, experiencing an earth shattering orgasm.

As Beth twirled her finger inside of her, Carly’s hips bounced off the bed as she instinctually tried to push the penile substitute into her depths. Beth used her thumb to keep Carly’s clit stimulated until the orgasm showed signs of abating.

When it appeared Carly was finally winding down, Beth withdrew her finger. She cupped Carly’s pussy, then massaged the excited lips with a circular motion until her lover was breathing more normally again.

Beth stopped the massaging motion; her middle finger wormed back into Carly. The moan she produced was gratifying. With Carly’s hips almost still now, Beth explored the slick, humid interior of her virgin lover. A minute later a second finger entered Beth, a minute more and a third was stretching Carly’s sheath.

Beth progressed into a rhythmic in and out motion, Carly’s hips automatically reciprocated with a sensuous, fluid, humping motion. Beth shifted, she sucked on one pointed nipple, then the other. Back and forth Beth went until she knew Carly couldn’t accept much more. Withdrawing two fingers, She laid her palm flat on top of Carly’s pussy. Carly gave a groan of disappointment, but continued writhing against Beth’s palm.

Carly was only dimly aware at first that Beth’s kissing was moving down her body. Her senses heightened as the possibility that Beth’s mouth was working it’s way towards her throbbing clit began to grow. By the time Beth’s lips were crossing her mons, every fiber in her being was focused on the exact location of the latest contact. Her mind would chart the points, then project where the next kiss or lick might fall. The tension, as Beth neared the top of her gash, became unbearable. The kissing stopped; the hand disappeared from her pussy.

In a near panic, Carly’s eyes flew open. Beth was repositioning herself. She had her left arm on Carly’s other side. Now Beth was pointing the opposite direction and was on her tummy with head over Carly’s pelvic region. Beth was lowering herself on top of Carly’s lower midsection. All Carly could see was the back of Beth’s head with its long shiny hair.

Eyes swept from the rear of Beth’s head downward. Carly admired the lovely, well defined back, the absolutely perfect hillocks of Beth’s butt. Then she just saw Beth’s dilated, pink hole; her eyes riveted to that spot. Beth’s vaginal lips were swollen unimaginably, the entire area looked so slippery and moist.

Learning her lessons well, Carly guessed how Beth must be feeling at this point having not come yet. Carly was more than ready to know what it would feel like to touch another girl… down there. In fact, she was dying to return the euphoria Beth had bestowed upon her.

Her hand came to rest on Beth’s lower back, slowly it glided onto her tush, but this time continued over the crest. Carly inverted her hand so her fingers pointed downward. Her middle finger followed the crack of Beth’s behind straight into the wide-open vagina. Both girls gasped out load as Carly’s fingers slid in as far as they could go.

Feeling Carly’s finger enter her body was all it took for the overwrought Beth, she exploded. A fabulous orgasm coursed through her body. Her vagina began milking Carly’s finger, her butt rose and fell with a sexy sexual rhythm. As the damned up passion burst forth and flooded over her, Beth directed her sexual energy at the virgin pussy below her mouth.

Her head dropped, her tongue drilled into Carly’s slit. She began to eat this sweet treat with total abandon. Beth moaned and groaned; at first from her long overdue climax, then from the erotic thrill of being the first to eat Carly’s sweet pussy. Her lips soon latched onto Carly’s clit, sucking it hard until Carly’s bucking hips assured Beth that her new lover had joined her in heaven.

Beth was still pretty wound up. Sexual energy had been accumulating within her since the moment Carly had arrived. She pushed Carly flat on her back. Beth rose onto her hands and knees then swung her hips over Carly’s face in a classic 69 position. Now Carly could see her, touch her, or do whatever she wanted to. Beth prayed she wanted to do a lot.

Dropping her head, Beth threw herself into eating Carly alive. Not only was Carly an absolute sweetheart, she smelled and tasted wonderful to boot.

Carly was distracted as hell; Beth was eating her our so damned well she knew she’d be having another magnificent orgasm very soon. Yet she was also fascinated by the pussy waving just above her face. Since Carly was lying on her back, she could now use two hands to explore Beth.

Not worried about her own orgasm, Carly pulled Beth’s lips apart; prying her vagina open, she ran a fingertip over every little bit of exposed pink flesh. Carly experimented; trying every way she ever remembered stimulating her own clit, she tried doing to Beth. It was hard to gauge reactions, but she knew some moves made Beth moan. Finally, she had one burning question remaining, what does Beth taste like? Carly grabbed Beth’s lower back, she pulled herself upwards…

Chapter 41:

Carly Invites Beth To Lynn’s Surprise Party

Wonderful was the answer. Carly absolutely adored eating pussy, at least Beth’s pussy. Her tongue frolicked in Beth’s slit like a puppy with a bone. It was a happy tongue: tireless, curious, adventurous. From her own potent orgasms, Carly had learned enough to recognize the undulation of Beth’s hips was foretelling the approach of a very strong climax. Carly envied Beth the way her swollen clit rose up proudly when she got excited; it was so easy to suck Beth into her mouth, which she did.

Both teenagers by now had a good notion of what really rang their partner’s bell. Both girls were ready to come; both wanted the other to come first. They did their level best to make their lover climax. They could hardly breathe because each mouth was nearly glued to the other’s pussy. A blind man would have known the girls were eating each other into the next plain of existence.

Carly was the next to go off. She’d tried valiantly to hold on, but her virgin body was just too new at sex to resist Beth’s skilled oral attack on its clitoris. Carly came, she was swept away by a glorious climax. Every possible signal that she was coming was present and obvious.

Those signals all reached deep into Beth’s brain. Beth fell into the abyss. The lovers feed off of each other figuratively and literally. They were a great team, the pure bliss they enjoyed ping-ponged back and forth, each deriving greater satisfaction as they were able to give greater joy.

Beth eventually had to lie back on her side. Each lifted a leg for access then lay their head on their partner’s thigh.

Touching, caressing, and licking continued for a many minutes as they basked in their afterglow.

Beth hated to break the spell, but she felt dehydrated. When Carly confessed she was parched herself, Beth donned her robe, went to the kitchen, and was soon back with two glasses of ice water. Pulling Beth back onto the bed Carly opened Beth’s robe so she could crawl inside it against toasty warm new lover. Holding each other, they discussed how wonderful their first time together had been.

“Carly, there are a few things I want to confess, and some secrets I’d like to share with you. I hope you won’t hate me, because I really do care for you. Everything about wanting you to be my other sister I mean with all my heart. But you should know I’ve been hoping to seduce you for a week now. It’s a long story, but once I thought about making love with you, I knew I absolutely wanted tonight very, very much.”

Caring embraces were shared, but Carly remained silent.

“You can ask me anything you want, I swear I’ll give you straight answers when I can. But first, are you sorry we made love? I’m really worried you might hate me for planning this.”

Carly gave Beth a warm, sloppy kiss to assuage her fears.

“Beth, I’m shocked you wanted me, but not at all sorry. Fact is, I feel like you saved my life, I’ve been feeling so lonely, and unattractive. I’ll confess I never imagined making out with a girl, but I dreamed about doing it with boys all the time. Gotta tell ya, I had no idea two girls could have so much fun.”

“Time for some secrets. I’d felt just like you described. I wanted a boy, but there didn’t seem to be any good ones available, Lynn was having the same problem. Carly, I used to masturbate a lot. Do you like to get yourself off?”

Carly blushed, but nodded yes.

“Good, I’d have been worried if you didn’t.” After gathering her thoughts, Beth continued.

“Anything I tell you about Lynn, she knows about and it’s OK with her, just so you understand I’m not a blabbermouth. We’ve slept in one bed sometimes for many years, so we could talk and stuff. To make a very long story short, we sort of caught each other doing it one night. Cutting to the chase, we discovered it was a lot more fun helping each other get off, and a lot less lonely after you’ve come. So you’re actually the second girl I’ve fooled around with. Are we still friends, I hope?”

“Friends, sisters, and lovers, as long as you want me.” Carly beamed. Hugs and kisses were freely bestowed for a time. “God, your skin feels great against mine! I love holding you close.”

“Lord, yes. I feel the same way! Lynn and I started sleeping nude a long time before we thought about fooling around just because it felt so nice. Guess you should also know, that Lynn and I both wanted to be your first lover. I won! Lynn didn’t have any homework tonight. She’s next door praying she can be your second lover.”

Carly’s head started spinning again, she’d always adored Lynn. Learning that Lynn wanted to do the same wonderful things to her body that Beth had just done caused her insides to melt.

“When?” Carly croaked.

“Whenever you want it to be. But only if and when you know it’s what you want, and you’re positively ready.” said Beth using a reassuring voice.

“Would five minutes from now be too soon?” said a grinning Carly.

Beth laughed her butt off. With tears streaming down her face she said, “Oh yes, you’re our sister for sure. If it felt good once, let’s do it twice! That’s us. You’re a joy Carly!”

Between more hugs, fondles, and kisses they talked about Lynn, and what Carly would like to do. Eventually they worked out a plan that Carly totally liked.

In case her folks were up, Beth slipped on her robe. Taking something from a drawer, Beth left for Lynn’s room. A minute later, at most, Beth reappeared steering a blindfolded Lynn into her room.

“Is Carly still here, or did you scare her so badly she ran screaming into the night?” Lynn asked light-heartedly.

“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” Beth laughed back. Beth released her shoulders once she’d guided Lynn near the bed where Carly stood silently waiting.

“OK, just stand here big sister.”

Beth headed towards the door waving ‘bye bye’ as she turned. On tiptoes, Carly hurried after her. Feeling a hand on her robe as she opened the door, Beth turned back to Carly.

Carly kissed Beth, grabbing her tush as she did. Carly whispered so even Beth could barely hear, “Stay, sisters gotta share. Help me with Lynn when I signal you I’m ready. Besides, tonight I’d like to know what it feels like to be the contents of a Carly sandwich.”

Carly gave Beth an open mouth kiss while slipping a hand inside Beth’s robe, then onto her pussy. Beth’s tongue pushing deeper into her mouth assured Carly she’d hit a good spot. Undoing Beth’s robe, Carly slid inside it against Beth for a final hug before closing the door. Finishing a sexy, wet kiss, Carly led Beth to the settee.

Carly turned to her intended victim. Lynn still didn’t have a clue what was happening around her. Silent as a ghost, Carly floated in front of Lynn. Gently pinning her arms to her sides, Carly leaned forward to plant a fleeting kiss. Lynn tried to return the kiss, but was too late, her lips only found air.

Grabbing the robe at each wrist, Carly raised Lynn’s hands up as if readying her to clap. Turning Lynn’s palms outward, Carly used her own hands to press Lynn’s palms onto her breasts, then stepped into Lynn for a tongue laden French kiss.

“Uuuuuumm.” Lynn groaned into Carly’s mouth. Her fingers happily kneaded the soft breasts of her unseen, and presumably new lover.

As the kissing stretched on, Carly undid the robe’s belt. Her hands freely explored Lynn’s body, but avoided the very best places. Carly guided Lynn’s hands onto her butt. Reaching behind Lynn, grabbing Lynn’s checks, Carly pulled their naked bodies together. She ground her pelvis and breasts against the older girl’s body. Lynn reacted, her tongue extended into Carly’s mouth.

When Carly broke the kiss a minute later, she continued nibbling around Lynn’s mouth. When Carly began to kiss her way down Lynn’s throat, she brought her hands around to fondle Lynn’s chest. Because it took a long time until her lips reached Lynn’s nipples, they were plump and eager when Carly’s mouth began to suck and nibble them.

One hand continued to fondle Lynn’s teats, the other returned to her firm, round buns for support when Carly began kissing her way down Lynn’s stomach.

Eventually Carly sank to her knees, both hands kneading Lynn’s cheeks. She kissed Lynn’s mons, legs and thighs, all around Lynn’s mesmerizing shaved lips. Lynn, unbidden, widened her feet to make her genitals completely available to her unseen lover. Bringing her hands around from behind Lynn, Carly’s palms glided over Lynn everywhere but where Lynn most wanted to be touched.

Staring unblinkingly at Lynn’s pussy Carly was fascinated to watch Lynn grow more and more aroused. During the past minutes her vaginal lips had swollen noticeably, the inner pink flesh was ever more exposed, moisture appeared from nowhere, the scent of arousal crept into her nostrils, the petals of her pink labia unfolded to offer their hidden prize. Best of all, Lynn’s clitoris was emerging, begging not to be ignored.

Lynn sucked in air like a Hoover as Carly’s fingertips finally began to lightly skim over her pussy. She’d graze the sensitive lips with her fingertips on the way down, then use her nails on the way up. Carly brought her face close enough to observe every minute detail as she opened Lynn up, exposing her hidden parts; her hot breath caressed Lynn, causing her to shudder.

Allowing her fingers explored within Lynn’s slit, Carly ran a finger over Lynn’s clit quickly, at random times, teasing Lynn, but never long enough to let her climax. Finally, she wormed her middle finger straight up and into Lynn.

Lynn had been somewhat aroused the entire time she’d waited next door in her bedroom. She would’ve loved to be the first with Carly, but because she’d asked Beth to initially pair off with Jimmy, it was only fair Beth got to have Carly.

The waiting had been torture; her imagination regarding what could be transpiring in Beth’s room had left her trembling. Carly had always been pretty shy. There was no guarantee she’d welcome Beth’s advances, even less that she’d want anything to do with Lynn. Now Lynn found herself being turned on by an unseen Carly.

For Lynn, now being blindfolded was a heaven and hell deal for sure. This was torture, an exquisite tease that heightened her excitement tremendously. It was hell not being able to look at the sexy naked breasts she’d fondled, or the naked body that had pressed against her. Those fantastic soft, breasts had to be Carly’s, she didn’t feel Beth’s long nipples. Lynn had surely felt the tickle of pubic hair against her tingling slit, so she must’ve cupped Carly’s naked butt.

Having heard a door open and close, Lynn assumed poor Beth was now in Lynn’s room. In fact, Beth was furiously strumming herself, seconds away from an orgasm. The show she was being treated to was better than any fantasy she’d ever thought of. Carly was a natural, a bright creative girl who seemed ready to make up for lost time, sexually speaking.

There was Lynn, standing before her, robe wide open, blindfolded, panting. When she saw Carly push her finger inside Lynn, Beth came, a good hard climax she could barely muffle. It wasn’t easy, but she managed to remain silent; if Carly had a plan, she didn’t want to ruin it.

Lynn’s knees felt rubbery when Carly fingered her. If she hadn’t had to concentrate on standing, on keeping her balance while being blindfolded, she might well have come from that initial penetration.

Kissing her way back up to Lynn’s nipples, Carly nursed on them tenderly. A finger still busily explored Lynn’s vagina, meanwhile the heal of a palm slowly ground against Lynn’s clit. Her lips moved up to Lynn’s mouth. While their tongues swirled around each other, Carly worked the robe off Lynn’s shoulders with her free hand; it fell in a puddle behind the eldest girl.

Positioning a hand in the middle of Lynn’s back, Carly carefully waltzed her back the few steps needed to reach Beth’s bed. Only then did Carly release her grip on Lynn’s crotch.

Carefully, Carly guided Lynn’s hands until they touched the bed. Once she was sure Lynn understood, Carly guided Lynn to lay down across the bed sideways. Motioning for Beth to join her, Carly walked around the bed to the side where Lynn’s head rested. Leaning forward, Carly began kissing Lynn upside down. Supporting herself with an arm, Carly dragged a teat across Lynn’s forehead until her nipple dropped into Lynn’s mouth.

While Lynn avidly sucked Carly’s pointy breast into her mouth, Carly bent to nurse on Lynn. Carly fed Lynn her other nipple when it demanded equal attention. Lynn’s mouth felt so perfect it was hard to stop, but Carly sensed that Lynn needed taking care of.

Standing again, Carly climbed onto the bed near Lynn’s midsection. She signaled Beth to take over sucking Lynn’s nearest teat, which she did with obvious enthusiasm. Unconsciously Lynn had spread her legs like a five-dollar whore, her body had quietly directed her into a serious ’take me’ position. Carly was ready to spring her little surprise for Lynn.

Carly slid her right hand onto Lynn’s right vaginal lip and thigh for support, then she pounced. Her left hand arrived at Lynn’s pussy just ahead of her mouth. Her hands pulled Lynn’s lips apart, making it easy for Carly’s mouth to suck directly on Lynn’s swollen clit.

Lynn’s body felt like a Mack truck had hit it. Her nipples were still being sucked wonderfully; then, bang, her clit was also in someone’s mouth.

“BOTH GIRLS ARE EATING ME!”

her mind screamed. Suffering sexual overload, her body decided this was the perfect moment for an orgasm, a really, really good orgasm. Lynn hadn’t known what to expect, this double teaming, blindfolded sexual delight was so unexpected that she experienced one hell-of-a climax.

Moaning like an Irish banshee, Lynn’s hips bucked uncontrollable, her body twisted from side to side. Her fingers clawed at the comforter, her diaphragm reverberated with the sounds of her passion.

Now Carly was in a bad way, she needed to be eaten so she could come. “Beth, take the blindfold off your sister.” she hissed.

“Lynn, eat me now. I need your mouth.” Carly said, clearly in distress. Before Beth had even removed the blindfold. Carly was on her side, leg raised so Lynn could reach her. Wisely, Beth moved out of harm’s way, but continued running her hands onto many sensitive areas.

As Lynn opened her eyes, she was greeted by Carly’s dark pubic fur and sodden, excited slit. Diving in tongue first, Lynn ate Carly’s pussy like her life depended upon it. At the first taste of Carly’s sweet slit, Lynn came again. As soon as Carly felt the passion with which Lynn was eating her out, Carly’s climax cut loose.

Moving around the bed, Beth slid in behind Carly. Lynn was furiously sucking near Carly’s clit. Beth began kissing Carly’s buns, using her tongue to probe her crack and her vagina when Lynn’s head wasn’t in the way. She reached around to also grope Carly’s right breast.

Beth and Lynn successfully created the first ever Carly sandwich, and the filling loved it. Carly began coming almost non-stop. The more she came, the more she tried to inhale Lynn’s pussy. Both girls ate each other mercilessly; both enjoyed a ‘Come Fest’.

Even though Carly was in a near stupor, she managed to think of Beth behind her, her left hand soon found Beth’s pussy, Beth moved her knee up until it rested on Carly’s torso. Gaining free access to Beth, Carly’s worked a couple finger’s into her first lover then worked them around or in and out. Before very long Beth was merrily coming right along with her sisters.