Growing Up Fast
(Mm+/f+, teen, cons)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.org

I heard splashing coming from somewhere up ahead. I was walking through woods; woods that now belonged to me. My recently deceased Uncle Charles had left me everything he owned as I was his only living relative. On this beautiful Spring afternoon only two days after my arrival here, I was hiking around the fifty acres that was now mine. That's when I heard the splashing sound.

I knew, from the time I had spent here as a boy, that there was a pond around somewhere. But it had been so many years since I had last spent any time on the place, that I couldn't remember exactly where it was. Quietly, I followed the sound. I stepped off of the footpath that I had been following and slipped into the dense woods. My old Army training came back to me as I avoided dry twigs and leaves. The splashing got louder and I could soon see a glint of sunlight bouncing on the surface of the pond. What was that sound? It was far to regular to be fish jumping or deer drinking. It had to be a human in the water. And no humans were supposed to be on MY property.

As I parted the limbs in front of me and continued quietly forward I heard the clear sound of girl's giggle followed by a shout of "Stop it, you turd!" I took one more step and could see the entire pond. From my vantage point in the shadows at the edge of the trees, I could see where the path would have led me if I had stayed on it. It came into an idyllic little clearing that led right to the waters edge. The floor of the clearing was covered in soft, fresh spring grass with a few flowers sprinkled about adding a dash of color to the green and brown. There were two piles of clothes about three feet from the pond and two lean bodies in the water splashing about and sending drops flying in the air to catch and reflect the brilliant sunlight.

I caught my breath. It was such a wonderful scene, so full of a certain raw primitiveness and innocence, that I was afraid that my very breathing would shatter what was surely an illusion. I began to notice details about the two children in the pond. And they were children. There was such a flail of arms and legs and water that I first I could not even determine what gender they were. But as the shouts and giggles floated to me in my hiding place, I soon realized it was a young boy and a young girl.

The girl broke away from the water fight and began to swim with strong sure strokes across the surface away from the other combatant. The boy stood up and yelled, "You're a chicken, Brandi! Come back and fight like a man!" He got no reply and stood there watching the girl swimming away. He was in water that only came to just above his knees and I could see, with something of a shock, that he was naked. He appeared to be about fourteen years old. He had dark, rather longish, hair plastered back from his forehead. He was slim but a certain edge to his musculature foretold a stocky body to come.

He stood watching the girl with his arms crossed and one leg cocked so that I could see his penis and testicles. He had, what seemed to me, to be a extremely large cock for someone of his apparent age, and dark curly around surrounding his hanging ballsac. It seemed, though it was hard to tell from where I was hidden, that he was either just getting or just losing an erection. His whole attitude said that he was completely comfortable in nothing but his skin.

"Chicken," he yelled again and turned toward the shore. He plopped down on the ground next to one of the piles of clothing and picked up a tee shirt. He dried his hands a bit on the shirt and fished a pack of cigarettes out of the jeans that were lying there, and lit up.

I looked back at the pond and saw that the girl was returning to this side of the pond. As she swam almost right in front of me, I could tell that she had long red hair and the pale complexion that so often went with it. And she, too, was totally naked. As she got to the shallow water she stood up. As the water sluiced off of her young, white body, my breath caught in my throat again. She had one of the most beautiful bodies I had ever seen. Now, let me say right now; I had never in my life been physically attracted to little girls. In fact, I had spent quite a bit of time in a nudist camp during a couple of breaks from school where I had seen naked people people of all ages on a daily basis. And even though I had turned a lecherous eye on some of the women there (and to tell the truth, some of the teenage girls as well) I had never thought of the scores of naked children as anything but children. Period. But, my God, this girl in front of me now was absolutely perfect. She looked to be about twelve. Long,coltish with just a hint of roundness at calves and thighs. They tapered into a well rounded, tight little ass. Her stomach was hard and flat and on her chest were two beautiful, tiny breasts just budding into womanhood. Her nipples, the pinkest I had ever seen, were puckered and very erect from the cold water. I could feel a tenseness in my groin as I watched her, amazed at my own physical reaction to this little red-haired beauty.

She moved through the water toward shore with a gracefulness that no twelve-year old should possess.

"Gimme a drag, big brother" she said, sitting down cross leg next to the boy.

"Get your own," he replied tossing the pack of smokes at her. She lit a cigarette and inhaled in a way that told me she was an old hand at this.

And then I really got a shock. The boy laid back on the grass with his arms beneath his head and said, "How about a blowjob, Sis?"

You could have knocked me over with the proverbial feather. I was even more astounded when she said, "Let me get a couple more drags first."

"Okay," he said and reached one hand down and lightly began to finger his balls and cock. His prick began to grow from the attention and his sister watched while he got hard.

In just a moment she had flicked her cigarette away and moved onto her knees between the boy's now spread legs. She supported her weight on one hand while the other flipped her still wet hair out of her way. She reached down and grasped her brother's cock. Slowly she moved her hand up and down the shaft watching it grow even more, seemingly mesmerized. The boy was fully erect now, and indeed, he had an immense prick that looked to be nearly nine inches long! For a kid his age, I'm surprised the girls didn't run for cover. It reached more than halfway to his knees. The girl moved her head downward toward the straining member, pushed her tongue out and licked upward the full length of her brother's pole. She continued to stroke his cock with her hand while her tongue wetted every square inch of it's surface. The boy groaned loudly.

The girl looked up and smiled, her hand still moving on the rigid shaft. "You like that, don't you, Mark?"

"You know damn well I do," he said through clenched teeth.

She put her head back down and slowly eased the tip of his waiting prick past her pretty pink lips. Mark groaned again and, as if this spurred her on, the little girl slid her wet, warm mouth slowly down the length of his young manhood. She began bobbing her head up and slowly, her hand never losing it's grip on the hard, smooth shaft.

Her head would come up and the head of the boy's cock would nearly pop out of her mouth. Then, at the last possible moment, she would make her descent again, swallowing all of him until his sparse pubic hair was against her face.

I knew grown women that didn't have the technique that this little girl was exhibiting. Goddamn, she was a real pro. I was as hard as rock watching her. My jeans were stretched tight across my own, painfully erect prick. I couldn't believe that I was seeing such a little girl giving such an expert blow job. And the fact that she was sucking her own brother's cock somehow made it even more exciting.

Mark was groaning louder now, and his hips thrust rhythmically at his sister's face. She never missed a beat. She just sped her tempo up to match his thrusts, taking every inch that he cared to stuff in her mouth. I could tell from their performance that they had lots of practice at this.

They were turned at such an angle that the girl's sweet little behind was pointed almost directly toward me. They way she was bent over her brother's groin made her pussy lips protrude from between the tops of her thighs. Even her pussy was perfect. As I watched from the shadows, she spread her legs. As her labia parted I could see the soft coral folds of her young cunt. And I could tell by the way the sunlight was reflecting, she was wet! This little girl was really getting hot sucking her brother's cock. How I wanted to rush up behind her and lick that dew from her young snatch. I settled for taking my own prick out of my pants. I started to stroke my prick in time with the girl's blow job, fantasizing that it was me on the receiving end of her talented mouth. Her hand came away from the boy's pole and she reached between her own legs. I saw her middle finger snake around almost her to puckered little asshole. She drug it back between the folds of her sex and I could tell that she was applying her moisture to her clit. Her hand began stroking between her legs keeping time with mouth. I couldn't really see her finger on her clit, only the moist pink lips of her pussy as they got wetter, but I could well imagine what she was doing. Her head moved up and down on her brother's prick while her hand stroked her pussy and my own hand pounded furiously at my swollen prick. It was as if we were locked together keeping the same rhythm. She sped the assault on her cunt and kept time on the prick in her mouth. I kept pace with them, all of us heading toward climax.

The boy's thrusts became wilder. He moaned loudly and said, "Suck my cock, Brandi! Oh, goddamn, you're the best!"

I saw him tense, stop his bucking hips. He lay with his back arched completely off the ground, fists clenched at his sides. Brandi moved her head faster on his prick. She used the hand with which she had been supporting herself to grasp his cock never slowing the other hand on her pussy.

Mark gave one last thrust as he began to cum. Brandi never slowed her ministrations. Mark would thrust into her mouth releasing another hot torrent of sperm and she would move to meet him taking it all in her mouth. Watching this little girl swallowing her brother's jism was too much for me. My nuts tightened and I began to spray stream after stream of sticky white cum wishing that it was me pumping it into the red-head's waiting throat. As Mark's convulsions began to subside, Brandi's began. She never took the cock from her mouth but I could tell her concentration was between her own legs, not his. Her hand moved as fast as it could and her hips began to pump up and down, as if she were riding a hard cock instead of her own finger. My own spasms were slowing down, but I thought her's would never end. Her adolescent hips bucked and and her hand plunged. Finally she raised her her head from her brother's groin, threw her head back and groaned, "Ooooohhhhhhh!" as a last powerful shudder ran down the length of her body.  Her hand stopped it's motion but remained between her legs as little orgasmic aftershocks coursed through her body. Slowly her legs went out from under her and she slid to the ground. She lay between Mark's legs, her head pillowed on his thigh. She had one hand still between her legs and the other still holding his softening cock. The pair lay there, eyes closed, breathing returning to normal. They looked so beautiful there in that setting. The afternoon sun gave a glow to their skins and the birds were singing for them.

I continued to watch as I put my prick (now soft) back in my pants, still being as quiet as possible. For a minute I thought they had both gone to sleep then I saw Brandi rouse. She leaned over and kissed the soft penis in her hand. "I love to suck your prick, Mark," she said. "Is anything else that much fun?"

"Not that I've found!" he laughed.

Brandi rolled away from her brother and said, "Think I can finish a cigarette now?"

"Sure," he replied getting up on his elbows. "Throw me one, too."

"Get you own," she laughed, throwing the pack at him.

They sat smoking in silence for minute then she said, "I wonder who's going to get this place now that Charles is dead." When the boy didn't answer, she continued, "I sure miss him, don't you? He was a great guy."

"Yeah, he sure was. I think he had a nephew. He'll probably get the place... or sell it."

"No, he's not going to sell it," I said loudly, stepping from my hiding place. They both came about nine inches off the ground. The girl grabbed a shirt and tried to cover herself while the boy jumped to his feet, clothes in hand looking around wildly as if to find an escape route.

I started laughing and said, "Calm down, calm down... you're not in trouble!"

The boy quit swiveling his head around but did not look calm. He watched as I walked around the edge of the pond toward the little clearing. The girl was busy pulling a tee shirt over her head but still sat on the ground.

"Who... who are you?" he asked.

"Name's Jason Brock. Charles was my uncle so, as of a week ago, this is my property that you're on. So I suppose I should be the one to ask 'who are you?'"

The boy told me that he was Mark Whelan and the girl was his sister Brandi. He went on to explain rapidly that my uncle had let them use the pond whenever they wanted to. He said that they didn't know anyone had moved into the place yet and had wanted to take advantage of the beautiful spring day and get a little swimming in.

"A little skinny-dipping, you mean," I said with a smile.

Up to this point Brandi had not said a word. Now in a quiet voice she asked, "How long have you been watching us?"

I decided to play dumb. The kids were embarrassed enough as it was. "Oh, I just now walked up," I lied. She seemed to be relieved and smiled crookedly for the first time.

I asked them where they lived. Mark explained that their parents had a farm that adjoined my property. Their house was about two miles from mine by way of the road but less than a half a mile or so as the crow flies. They had known Charles practically since they were born  and apparently he had given them the run of the place.

My initial estimate had been nearly correct. Mark was 14 and Brandi was eleven (she would be twelve in June.) They also had another brother and sister, twins, that had just turned nine.

While Mark and I talked, Brandi gathered her jeans and stood up. The tee shirt that she had pulled on was one of those big baggy things that so many of the girls liked to wear. I was a little disappointed to see it come down to just above her knees. She turned her back to me to pull on her pants and I was hoping to get another glimpse of the exquisite little round ass. But it was not to be.

Mark started to pull on his clothes, as well. "I guess we better be going," he said.

"Okay," I replied. "And listen, you kids just keep right on swimming down here if you want to. Hell, I may join you sometime!" They both grinned at that. "And stop by the house anytime you want. I don't know a soul around here and it would be nice to see a friendly face every once in awhile."

"Alright, Mr. Brock," Mark said.

"Let's cut out that 'Mister' crap right now, Mark," I said. "I'm Jason... just Jason."

"Okay, Jason," they chorused, then turned and took off through the woods.

I walked back toward my new house replaying the scene in my head. That slim little girl sucking cock like a pro. I started to get hard again just thinking about it. When I reached the house I shook my head to clear the mental images. I had too much to do to be thinking about sexy little eleven-year old sucking off their brothers.

As I said I inherited 50 acres and a house. Also, they were a number of outbuildings on the premises and one big old barn that was locked up. I still hadn't found the keys to it. I was in the process of doing an inventory of the property to see just what Charles had left me. It was dull work digging through the remnants of someone else's life, but it had to be done. I already knew that Uncle Charles had left me enough money that I would probably never need to work again. I wasn't a Rockefeller or anything, but I wasn't hurting either.

I worked until late that night taking one break for a quick sandwich. I found several sets of keys and set them aside to try on the barn door locks the next day. At about midnight I decided to call it a day, took a shower and hit the sack.

The next morning I tackled the first of the sheds. It was full of rakes and shovels and wires and wheelbarrows. All kinds of gardening crap that looked like it hadn't been used in decades. By noon I was dusty, hot and tired. I started to think about the cool pond just a hundred yards down the trail.

Before I knew it, I was heading down to the water pulling my shirt off as I went. I knew the kids would still be in school so I didn't bother going to the house for a bathing suit. You don't have to be a kid to go skinny dipping!

When I got to the clearing I finished removing my clothes and took a long, flat dive straight into the water. Heaven! The coolness of the pond washed away the dirt, as well as the fatigue. I dove down in several places and determined that the pond was no deeper than 8 feet or so. There was also a small spring that fed in to the far side keeping it cool and fresh.

I had been in the water less than fifteen minutes when I heard voices carrying down to me from the woods. "Oh, shit!" I thought. I was as far from my clothes as I could possibly be and that had to be Mark and Brandi walking down. I started to swim toward the safety of my  clothes but got less than halfway when suddenly the brother and sister came out into the clearing.

"Hi, Jason!" Mark called. "Mind if we join you?" Brandi had already stripped the shirt off over her head and I saw that today she had come prepared. She was wearing a bikini top underneath. Her jeans came off to reveal the rest of the suit. Mark also had a suit on under his clothes.

They started into the water and I said, "Hang on a minute, guys. I think I had better tell you something." They stopped in ankle deep water and waited. "Uh... I'm... well... uh... I'm not wearing a bathing suit!" I spluttered.

They stood still for a moment and then Brandi's face split into a huge grin. "So, you busted us yesterday and we're busting you today!" she laughed. "Don't worry. I won't look," she said and then added with an even bigger grin, "And if I do, I won't tell!" With that, she took a few running steps toward me and dove into the water. Mark laughed and followed his sister into the pond.

Brandi swam to within four or five feet of me and stopped. As she treaded water in front of me I could see her nipples poking at the thin material of her yellow bikini top. Thank God for murky water, I thought, as I felt my prick react to the sight.

"What are you two doing out of school?" I asked as Mark swam up next to his sister.

They explained that they only had a half day today because of some teachers' meeting. They wanted to swim a bit before Mark had to go help their father with feeding the livestock. More likely they wanted to indulge in a little sex play, I thought. Maybe I should bow out gracefully and leave them to it.

"Well," I said, "I've got a ton of stuff to do. I probably should head back to the house."

Brandi got a pouty look on her face and said, "Please don't! Stick around for awhile. Besides it's time to fight."

"Fight?" I asked. "What do you mean 'fight.'" No sooner had the words left my mouth than I found out exactly what she meant. They both started splashing water at me so furiously that it was almost as if I was submerged. It was all I could do to breathe. They only thing I could do was retaliate.

After a few minutes I was completely worn out. I dove under and swam toward the shore. When I came up for air the kids were looking around for me. "You go ahead," I called. "I need a rest." They continued to splash and dunk each other while I found a place to sit in the shallow water that covered my groin.

I really shouldn't be here naked, I thought. Especially with a preteen girl! Jesus, I could go to prison for just swimming!

Just then an air horn sounded from the direction of the Whelan farm. The sound carried cleanly through the still spring air. "Shit!" Mark yelled. "That's Dad ready to feed. I gotta go." He swam to shore and got out. He stripped off his wet suit and pulled on his clothes. As he tied his shoes he said, "See you later, Jason. You coming, Sis?"

"Nah," she called, "You go ahead. Tell Mom I'll be up in a little while. Leave me some smokes!"

The boy took a crumpled pack from his back pocket along with a book of matches and threw them on the ground. "See ya'll later," he said as he sped off through the woods.

The eleven-year old swam up next to me and sat about a foot away. Now I was really getting nervous. We made small talk for a bit. How was school? It sucks. Are you married. No, divorced. What do you do for fun? Hang out with friends. Got any kids? Yes, two. The usual crap.

Then Brandi got a serious look on her face and said, "Jason, Mark and I figured that you were watching us a lot longer than you said."

"What do you mean," I said, going into my dumb routine.

She said that they had talked it over and decided that I must have been creeping through the woods or they would have heard me. And if I was sneaking I must have been hiding. And if I was hiding I must have been watching. And if I was watching I must have seen everything.

Before I could protest my innocence she said, "Look, it's okay. We figured that if you were going to freak out about it you would have done it yesterday. And you didn't freak at all. So we don't mind that you know about us. Besides, we both like you alot"

She scooted over a little closer to me and said, "You did see us fooling around, didn't you?"

I could feel my face getting red and I couldn't say anything past the tightness of my throat. I just dumbly nodded my head.

"I knew it!" she cried. "So, what did you think? Honestly."

After a few seconds to get my composure back, I decided to just as honest as she was being. I told her that at first I was shocked because of their age. But after I got over that, I found it sexy as hell. I asked her how she and Mark had got started 'fooling around.'

She said that it had started two years before when Mark was twelve and Brandi was just nine. Mark had gone to a friend's house after school one day. The boy's parents weren't home when they got there and the friend, Kevin, took the opportunity to show Mark one of his dad's porno videos that he had found. The tape was not rewound and started in the middle. They had only watched about fifteen minutes before they heard a car in Kevin's driveway. They just barely had time to get the tape back in it's hiding place before Kevin's folks came in. It wasn't much of a first exposure to porno but that fifteen minutes had changed Mark's and Brandi's lives.

The short piece of video that the boys had watched had nothing but a man eating a woman's pussy. "Licking her thing," is the way Brandi put it. Mark had been fascinated by it. It was the first time he had ever seen a fully naked grown woman and certainly the first time he had ever been exposed to depictions of sex acts.

When he got home he took Brandi out to the barn to tell her all about it. They had always been close and it was only natural that he would share this with her. He told her how the woman had been laying on the floor with her knees up and spread wide. He described her large, naked breasts as she clutched at them and pulled her nipples. He said that the man had the biggest prick he had ever seen and it was so hard there were veins sticking out and the head was all red.

Mark told his sister how the man had positioned himself between the woman's legs and began to lick her her hairy pussy slit. He could see it get wetter as the man worked on it. He stuck his tongue deep inside her box. The woman moaned and thrust her hips against his face. Then the man used one hand to spread her lips and the camera zoomed in to show her erect clitoris, ("her button" in Brandi's vocabulary.) He licked it slowly and softly with his whole tongue while the fingers of his other hand began to probe her cunt.

He was finger fucking her with two fingers when Kevin's parents had pulled up so that was all he got to see. But he was hooked. He told Brandi that he wanted to try it. "Go ahead," she had told him, "What's stopping you? Do you know who she is?"

"No," he said. "I want to try it on you!"

Well, at first Brandi was a little taken aback but he kept working on her.  He told her how much the woman in the video had enjoyed it. He knew that she would like it, too. Still she was reluctant. Finally he said, "Let me just try it for a little while and if you don't like it, I'll stop."

So Brandi had agreed. She raised the skirt of her dress up and pulled her panties off. Mark had her lay on a bale of hay and pushed her knees apart. Mark just stared at her bald pussy for a long time. Although they were already skinny dipping together at that time, this was a whole new view for the twelve-year old boy.

Slowly his head had descended toward her waiting cunt. When his wet tongue first touched her, she jumped but stayed where she was. He licked her again. And again. It tickled some, but not a bad tickle... it was definitely a GOOD tickle.

He parted her labia with his tongue and dipped it into her little honey pot for the first time. That was when Brandi got hooked. She couldn't believe how good it felt and a little moan escaped from between her lips. Waves of pleasure washed over her nine-year old body with each stroke of Mark's tongue. She could feel the moisture that was coming from her little girl pussy. At first she thought she must be peeing but decided that Mark wouldn't still be licking her if that was true. And Mark was certainly still licking!

He moved his tongue upward toward her undeveloped clit like he had seen in the video. His inexperienced hands and mouth had some trouble locating it but at last he was there. Brandi jumped again, only this time it was from pure pleasure. As her brother's mouth massaged her button the pleasure in her mounted. She could feel herself getting even wetter between her legs. She spread her legs even further in an attempt to give him greater access to her young love box.

Again Mark copied what he had seen on the tape and moved a finger toward the opening of her cunt. He pressed his fingers between the chubby lips of her pink pussy. Her natural lubrication and widely flung legs made entrance easy. The tip of his finger slid into the opening. For a moment it was uncomfortable, but Mark was gentle and continued licking her clit the whole time.

Soon his finger was sliding slowly in and out. At it's deepest, it was buried to the second knuckle. It would retract and almost come out and then make it's way back inside her young folds. Brandi's virgin cunt had a tight grip on her brother. She didn't want these feelings to ever stop. There was a tension building in her gut that she had never felt before.

She found her hips moving of their accord, moving up and down in time with her brother's stroking finger. Another moan came from her. She grabbed her thighs and pulled them even wider. She didn't know if she was going to die or explode, but she didn't care at that point. She wanted her brother's tongue and fingers in her forever.

"Kids! Dinner's ready!" The spell was broken as their mother's voice came across to the barn. Mark's head snapped up and his hand came away from his sister's pussy. "Shit!" he said.

Brandi had hurriedly pulled her panties back on and they headed toward the house. They whispered back and forth as they slowly walked away from the barn. Brandi told her brother that, yes, she liked it... a lot! And he admitted that he had loved it as well. They decided that this would be a regular thing for the two of them!

After that, Mark was eating his sister's pussy every chance they got.

Of course, it hadn't stopped there, as I well knew. Sitting there listening to Brandi talk so frankly about her escapades with her brother I was getting more relaxed. So relaxed that I asked her, "So how did you get started sucking your brother's 'thing'?"

She blushed just the least little bit and then continued her story.

The pussy eating sessions had gone on for about a week when Brandi had her first orgasm. They had been out in the barn again with Mark's face buried between his sister's thighs as usual. Their parents had gone into town with their two youngest siblings so they knew there was no chance of getting caught. Brandi felt so secure that she had completely removed her dress, laid a horse blanket across a bale of hay and laid back totally naked.

Mark lost no time at all diving down on her hairless young muff. As he licked her clit and massaged the inside of her slick, tight tunnel, Brandi found her hands wandering to her small nipples. For the previous month they had begun to ache a bit and tingle in funny ways... especially when her brother was eating her cunt. Brandi didn't know it at the time but her breasts were just beginning to develop. She lightly stroked her nipples and they stood up small and hard. When she gently pinched them it caused an electric jolt to traveled straight down to her moistened clit.

It seemed as if Mark could sense her heightened sense of pleasure and sucked harder at her tiny love button. His finger plunged harder and faster into her steaming hole. Brandi's hips started to buck in a fucking motion against her brother's face. Her stomach tightened and her thighs clamped around his head trying to pull his mouth even closer to her virginal pussy.

Her fingers were pinching her nipples ever harder, pulling at them, twisting them. Suddenly there was an explosion in her groin. Waves of pleasure started between her legs and spread out to her whole body. Her hips thrust upward even more forcefully as her nine-year old body was swept away by her first orgasm. She couldn't believe that anything could feel so good. Spasm after spasm went through her. It seemed an eternity before they finally began to subside.

As her body slowly began to relax she realized that she had her brother's head in a near death grip with her thighs. She lowered her legs slowly and ran the finger's of one hand through her sibling's hair.

"Oh, Mark!" she exclaimed. "That was unbelievable!" She looked down between her legs and could see a worried expression on Mark's face.

"You okay, Sis?" he asked. "I thought you were gonna die there for a minute."

"So did I, Mark. But I'm more than okay. I'm just perfect!" She pulled her brother up toward her and kissed him lightly on the lips... the first time she had ever done so. "I love you, Mark. But it doesn't seem fair."

"What's not fair?" he asked.

"You give me so much pleasure and I don't do anything for you. Tell me what would make you feel good. I want to give you as much pleasure as you give me."

Well, it seems that Mark had been back to his friend Kevin's house and seen a little more of the porno movie. He described a scene to his sister that he had witnessed. The same woman that he had seen before was on her knees in front of the man who had been eating her. She had placed his prick in her mouth and slid her lips up and down until long streams of cum had shot out onto his chest and belly. Would Brandi be willing to try that?

Brandi thought about it for a minute. It seemed a little gross to put a boy's wiener in her mouth but after what Mark had done for her she didn't feel that she could refuse. In fact, she didn't want to refuse. Brandi had been very serious about making her brother feel as good as she had. And if that was what he wanted, then that was what he would get. Brandi had just one question.

"Mark, what's cum?"

Mark explained it to his sister. He had been jacking off for quite a while now and felt like he was an authority on the subject. He told Brandi that when guys have an orgasm sticky white stuff came flying out of the dicks.

"Is it like pee?" she wanted to know.

"No, no. Not at all." he assured her.

So Brandi had agreed. Soon they had changed places and it was her turn to kneel between his legs. She looked at his pole sticking rigidly in the air in front of her. She had caught a glimpse of her father leaving the shower once and Mark's penis didn't look near as big but it looked kinda pretty to her.

She cautiously reached her hand out and gently grabbed his extended cock. She couldn't believe how satiny and warm it felt in her hand. His balls were just sprouting a fuzz of pubic hair and moved her hand down to cup them gently. Mark squeezed his eyes closed and groaned.

"That feels good, Brandi! I love having you touch my prick."

Brandi moved her head close to her brother's crotch. She caught a whiff of his scent. It was slightly musky and mingled with a light smell of sweat was something else she couldn't identify. It was Mark's own unique smell and she would come to know it well.

She stretched her tongue out and ran it across the underside of the boy's prick. She paused and let the taste sink into  her taste buds. Not bad, she thought. She licked again. And again. She curled her tongue around the head coating it with her saliva. With her hand she guided his rigid prick to her lips. She parted them slightly and let the head enter her mouth for the first time.

Mark groaned again and pushed upward. As the boy's cock penetrated even farther into her mouth, Brandi marveled at how good it felt. The hard pole with it's soft skin sliding past her lips and across her tongue. She brought her head up then back down taking more of her brother's prick into her mouth. She continued to move up and down until she had the whole thing in her mouth and her nose was bumping his belly.

He coached her how to keep a steady rhythm and to use her hand as well as her mouth. Brandi was a fast learner. Her desire to please Mark coupled with the fact that she was really enjoying this new experience made her an apt pupil.

As she fell into a steady stroke Mark's hips found the same tempo. He was mouth-fucking his little sister as if they had been doing it for years.

Brandi tasted drops coming from the boy's cock. They were sweet and salty at the same time. She wanted to ask Mark if he was cumming but she didn't want to take her mouth of this exquisite new toy of hers. Besides, she reasoned, he'll let me know if he wants me to stop.

She felt his hips speed their assault on her mouth and she quickened her motions to match his. She was a natural born cock sucker. She not only enjoyed it but also could almost instinctively sense her partner's needs.

The excitement of his first blow job added to the pussy eating session he had just conducted put Mark on a very short fuse. Brandi felt his cock swell even more inside her mouth and he whispered through clenched teeth, "Faster. Please faster."

Brandi sped her actions never letting his cock come completely out of her mouth and never slowing her hand as it slid on his shaft. Faster and faster she went till suddenly her brother let out a shout and a sticky glob flew out of his prick and splashed against the back of her throat. Brandi almost stopped as the cum hit her gag reflex but she gamely continued. She soon got used to it as jet after jet of hot, thick jism poured from Mark's cock and into her throat.

She was beginning to wonder if she could hold it all when his spasms seemed to slow down. Mark gave one final groan and held the back of his sister's head tightly to his crotch as he shot one last glob of sperm into her mouth. He held her head in place and slowly fucked his prick in and out four or five times then flopped back on the hay. His prick came out of her mouth with a pop.

Brandi sat back on her heels her mouth full of her brother's cum. She didn't know what to do at first but then decided to swallow it. After all, it tasted pretty damn good. No sense letting it go to waste.

She looked at her brother's swiftly shrinking penis then leaned over and gently kissed the head. "Did that feel good?" she asked.

Mark struggled to sit up. "Sis, I couldn't begin to describe how good that felt. That was the best thing that's ever happened to me!"

Brandi was very pleased that she could give her brother as much pleasure as he gave her. After that day she decided that she loved to suck prick almost as much as she loved to have her pussy eaten. From then on, when ever they had time alone they would get each other off. There wasn't always time and on occasion Mark would just eat her or she would give him a blow job. But neither one was selfish about it and they pretty much took turns.

Brandi had also learned how to make herself feel good with just her fingers. So even if all she did was blow her brother, later that night in her bed she would mentally relive it while she fingered herself. That was never as good as Mark doing it for her, but it came close.

Listening to this beautiful little red head relate her sexual experiences with her brother had me as hard as a rock. I was glad that the water was covering my groin. Just then we heard the sound of the air horn again.

"Dammit," Brandi said, "Sounds like they want me back at the house. Mom's probably got some chores for me." She stood up and headed for her clothes. As she gathered them up in a bundle she stepped back into the water just behind me and said, "Jason, will you do me a favor before I go?"

"Sure, if I can."

"Will you stand up?" As embarrassed as I was about my hard on, I think I must have secretly wanted to expose myself to the little girl. Before I could even think about it, I found myself rising from the water and turning around. Her eyes went straight to my hard cock and stayed there for what seemed like forever.

She then slowly reached out her free hand and lightly grasped my shaft. She stroked up and down a few times then looked into my eyes and smiled. "It's bigger than Mark's," she said. "And just as pretty."

With that, she turned and fled into the woods toward her family's farm. I nearly came right there.

I immersed myself in my inventory for the next couple of days. I did my best to erase the memory of eleven-year old Brandi stroking my hard cock. When I thought about her small, cool fingers wrapping themselves around my shaft I had to drop everything and jack off. I must have been beating off five times a day. The work helped me forget. Uncle Charles' house was a big rambling thing. I could tell it had been added on to many times over the years. It now had four bedrooms, each with it's own bath, in addition to an office, a library, an absolutely huge den with fireplace, a formal dining room and a kitchen. There were closets everywhere and I had found more than one concealed pantry set into walls that otherwise looked solid. Behind one of these hidden doors had been a small cupboard barely one foot square. Inside was a small metal box. I opened the box and found inside a keyring with eight or nine keys attached and an envelope with my name on it. I opened the envelope and read the message inside.

"Dear Jason,

"If you are reading this note it means that I am dead. I don't want you to grieve too much for me. I've had a good run. No complaints.

"I'm sure that my will has been read by now and that you know that all this around you is yours. I don't believe that the dead should tell the living what to do, however I do hope that you will consider keeping this house and the land that it sits on. The best years of my life were spent here. I like the thought that it will stay in the family. And since you are my only family, that means you.

"But, like I said, I have no right to dictate to you and you are free to do as you please. I think, though, that if you stay here for awhile and explore the old place, you will come to love it as much as I have. There are quite a few surprises to be discovered, as I'm sure you'll soon find out.

"One thing more... there are some bank accounts that neither the lawyers nor Uncle Sam know about. I believe they are referred to as "offshore accounts." All the documents pertaining to them are in your old hiding place. There's enough there to keep you fairly happy for quite some time.

"All my love... Charles"

Offshore accounts? Just what the hell had the old man been into? And what "old hiding place" of mine could he be talking about? When I was a kid I had a million little stash places (like any self respecting boy does) but which one was he referring to? Hell, I doubt that I could even remember all the little cubbyholes where I had put my "treasures."

While I was sitting there on the floor, letter in hand, a knock came at the door. The abrupt noise startled me out of my reverie and I quickly put everything back in the box and replaced it in it's hiding place.

I walked to the door dusting off my hands. I opened the door and there on my front porch was the little red hair beauty who had been fueling my masturbatory fantasies for the last two days. She was wearing a skin tight tank top that left no doubt that she wasn't wearing a bra. Not that her small tits really needed one, but most girls are eager to start wearing one at the first hint of developing breasts. She had a pair of cut off jeans that were so short it seemed that there was only an inch wide strip of denim covering her little pussy. As she walked past me into the house I could see her sweet little ass cheeks hanging out on either side. Instant boner.

"Hi, Jason," she said as she breezed past me into the living room. "You told me to stop by some time, so here I am!" She turned in the middle of the room and looked at me. "Well, are you going to shut the door or are you just going to stand there all day?"

I closed the front door and managed to say, "Uh..hi Brandi. What's up?"

"Nothing much" she replied. She collapsed on the floor and leaned back against the couch. "The family was just driving me crazy and I had to get away for awhile. You don't mind do you? Am I interrupting anything?"

"No, no, not at all," I quickly said. "I don't mind a bit." How could anyone mind having this beautiful little thing around? "Get you something to drink?" I asked.

"Sure, how about a beer?" When I hesitated she laughed and said, "I'm kidding. A soda would be fine, or tea. Whatever you're having."

When I came back from the kitchen with our drinks she was sprawled out on the couch, her shoulder length red hair spread out behind her. One long, lean leg was hooked over the back of the couch, the other was just touching the floor. She looked so innocent and at the same time so available. My cock twitched and got harder.

She sat up and took the soda from  my hand as I sat in a chair across from her. "Thanks, Jason. It's nice to have somewhere to get away from my damn family."

"Well, you're always welcome here," I told her.

We made small talk for a few minutes. Mostly her talking and me listening. She bitched about how hard it was living in a three bedroom farm house with four other people. She shared a room with her nine year old sister, Meghan, and had no privacy. Meghan's twin, Randy, bunked in with Mark. "But boys don't seem to mind as much." she said.

After ten minutes or so, Brandi got a very serious look on her face. "Jason, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, honey, go ahead."

She finished off her soda for all the world looking like a man downing a shot a whiskey to get his nerve up. "Well, you know all about Mark and me. We go down on each other all the time and that's just great. But." she hesitated for a moment. "But I want to do more and he won't do it."

When I didn't say anything, she continued. "I really, really want to lose my virginity. I'm ready for it. Mark says brothers shouldn't fuck their sisters. I've tried everything I could think of to get him in bed but he won't do it."

"Do you want me to talk to him?" I asked confusedly. I didn't know if I could help her seduce her brother, or even if I wanted to try. These were moral questions that I had never had to consider before.

"Well, that would be nice, but I had something else in mind. Uh... I, uh... I want YOU to fuck me!"

I couldn't say anything and I must have had a dazed look on my face. She quickly went on, her words spilling out one on top of another. "I know, I know, I'm only eleven and you're old enough to be my father, but I don't think that matters. I've really thought about this and it makes sense. I don't want my first time to be with some kid that doesn't know anything. I don't want some boy grubbing at me out in the woods and taking about three good pokes before he comes. I want some one who is experienced and gentle. Someone who knows how to make a girl feel good.

"Now I know that Mark is gentle and he certainly makes me feel good but he won't do it. So that leaves an older man. I don't know any older men that I trust, not for my first time, anyway, except you. You already know everything about my sexual life and you haven't told my parents or anything, so I know I can trust you. Will you do it for me?"

She sat perched forward on the couch looking expectant. Her knuckles were white where she was gripping her glass. I moved over to the couch and sat next to her. I removed the glass from her hands and put my arm around her.

"I'm very honored, Brandi." I told her. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

The blood was pounding so hard in my ears that I had trouble hearing her small voice say, "Yes, Jason, very much."

"When do you want to do this?" I asked.

"Then you will!" she shouted with a huge smile. "Right now, Jason! I want to fuck you right now!" And she threw herself into my lap hugging me tightly. I held her small, warm body closely. Her round ass was grinding into my stiff prick. If I wasn't careful, it would be me taking about three good pokes before I came.

I disentangled her arms from my neck and said, "Look I've been working all day and I'm really dirty. Let me take a shower first."

"That's fine," she replied, "I need to make a phone call first, anyway." She explained that her friend Rhonda was always ready to alibi her. Brandi had told her mother that she was riding her bike to Rhonda's. She needed to let Rhonda know that if her mom called, tell her that Brandi had just left then to call her here. So while she headed for the phone, I headed for the bathroom.

I had my clothes off in record time and was in the shower in seconds. As I quickly lathered my body, I heard Brandi's voice call to me. "Jason, can I come in?"

"Sure," I called and before I knew it I had a naked eleven-year old in the shower with me. Before I could say anything, Brandi said, "Thought you might need some help scrubbing your back... or whatever."

I got my first close look at her child's body and it was even more exquisite than I had thought. She was a little red hair Venus still wet from the sea. Her small breasts were capped by those pink nipples that were hard and pointing straight at me. I could see that she had a light dusting of freckles across her upper chest. Her pale skin looked like cream and her hair begged to be touched.

My eyes wandered down, across her flat, hard belly; each muscle clearly delineated from it's neighbor. Below her stomach, at the junction of those two beautiful lean legs, there was a small patch of pale red hair. The light shone off the drops of water that clung there. I could just make out the dark shadow of the cleft underneath. I couldn't believe that soon I be would inside that cleft.

She was studying my body just as hard. Her eyes traveled downward from my chest, across my belly and stopped a the rock hard cock that was proudly standing up from my groin. Her head only came to about the middle of my chest so the head of my prick was just nearly at the level of her chin. She slowly reached out and for the second time wrapped her fingers around the shaft. Her other hand joined the first and she was holding my cock like a baseball bat. Slowly she moved her hands up and down. It felt too good too soon. I took hold of her shoulders and turned her around.

"Not so fast, young lady. I think I need to scrub your back... or whatever." I lathered up my hands and began to rub them across her back feeling the silky smoothness of her skin. I let them go down farther and soon was kneading the globes of her ass in my big hands. Her rear was perfectly round and firm to the touch. I could have died happy right there.

I tore my hands from the luscious young ass and placed them on her shoulders. I pulled her small body back against me, reached around and lightly ran them over her budding breasts. As my fingers brushed over the hard nipples she sighed deeply and leaned back even more. Her arms reached behind us and wrapped around the back of my thighs. My hard cock was trapped between us and she began to slowly sway back and forth rubbing her soap slick back against it. My left hand crept down to her belly where I could feel the tautness of the muscles underneath that pale white skin. I made circles on her stomach with one hand while the other went back and forth from nipple to nipple. If I hadn't been jacking off so much lately I would have already cum on her back. But the gods were with me and I was able to hold on.

Brandi was so short that I couldn't reach her pussy in that position. My fingers could just barely tickle the top of her pubic hair. It was the softest I had ever felt; short and wiry but not stiff.

The little girl straightened up and turned around. She took my prick in both hands again and began stroking it. A drop of lubricant was at the head and she bent over and licked it off smacking her lips.

"That tastes good," she said. "Different than Mark's. Maybe better."

She lowered her head again and once more licked the head of my penis. An involuntary groan escaped my lips. As if that was the cue she had been waiting for, Brandi opened her mouth and took me inside. Her mouth was warm and wet. Her tongue played across the underside of my prick head sending a shiver of ecstasy through my whole body. My hands were on her shoulders again and I pulled her closer to me. She took more of my cock into her mouth moving her head up and down, her two hands grasping the shaft. I began to pump my hips in time with her mouth.

As she took more and more of my tool into her mouth to dropped one hand to fondle my large, hairy nuts. I felt so big I didn't know how the little girl could get so much of me into her tight mouth but she soon had nearly my whole length inside her. I knew that I couldn`t take much more of this and she seemed to instinctively understand. She removed the prick from her mouth and said while still stroking it, "Think we're clean enough yet?"

Instead of answering her, I turned off the water. I stepped out and grabbed one of the big fluffy towels hanging there and began to dry her off. Her skin started to glow under my hands. Brandi just stood there enjoying the sensations.

Without bothering to dry her completely, I wrapped the towel around her and picked her up in my arms. She was as light as a feather. I carried her into the master bedroom and placed her on the king size bed. The size of the bed made her seem even smaller and more vulnerable. The look on her face told me that she was completely mine. I could do whatever I wanted. She trusted me totally. I ran my hands over her prone body feeling once more the small, hard nipple, the tight stomach. I let my hands play over the soft skin of thighs and down her calves. Her feet were dainty and each toe looked like a perfect little pearl. I got on the bed with her and knelt between her legs. I massaged her legs one at a time working slowly up her thighs. Brandi lay with her eyes closed, arms at her sides, totally surrendered to me.

As my hands played I looked for the first time at the object of my desire. The small pussy that I had been dreaming about for days. Her pubic hair was still sparse enough that it hid nothing. I could see her pouty, little-girl pussy lips slightly parted showing the pink folds within. There was some moisture there that I didn't think came from the shower. The slightest aroma of female sex wafted to my nose. I had to taste it.

I pushed her legs farther apart and lay down. I kissed her stomach and tickled her naval with my tongue. She moaned and pressed her crotch upward against my chest. I kissed down below her belly button to her mound. The pale red hair of her groin brushed my lips. As I moved down further, Brandi brought her knees up and spread her legs wider.

"Eat me, Jason," she moaned. "Please lick my pussy!"

I was only too happy to oblige her. I scooted down until I was staring right at her virginal cunt. The petals of her small flower were open revealing the pink, moist depths beyond. Her pussy looked so small I wondered if my prick would even fit inside of her. But I was damn sure going to find out!

I softly licked her outer folds running my tongue all around her opening. Brandi moaned louder. She pinching her left nipple with one hand and reached up to work on the other one... rolling it softly between my fingers.

I moved my tongue to her inner folds and tasted her wetness. Her cunt juices tasted like nothing else. It was not like the secretions of grown women. Somehow it was sweeter. I've could have slurped it up by the gallon. As my tongue probed between her lips she jammed her pussy against my face. I slipped my tongue into her as far as it would go. Her hips were rocking in fucking motions against my face. I tongued ever deeper wanting to drink every drop that this little girl could give me. I saw her little pink clitoris peeking out from it's sheath and I turned my attention to it. I ran my tongue across the top of it and Brandi's whole body shivered. She had a hand trapping mine against her tit and using my fingers to tweak her immature nipple. Her breathing got ragged and quick. I licked her clit more forcefully and took it into my mouth to suck on it. At the same time I slipped a finger into her tight, hot pussy. As I sucked her button and pumped my finger in and out of her, I marveled at how small her pussy was. I really had my doubts about getting my entire prick into her. Fortunately, although my prick was nearly seven inches long, it was rather thin. This had always bothered me until now. Now it seemed like a gift from the gods!

Still I wanted to loosen her up as much as possible so I started to work a second finger into her tight snatch. She was so wet by now that it didn't take much work. It slipped in nearly as easily as the first. I stroked in and out faster and faster all the while licking and sucking her extended clit. Her hips met me every time.

I rotated my hand and curled my fingers upward searching for her G-spot. I had no idea if it was developed in a girl this young but I wanted to find out. I didn't think that her brother even knew what a G-spot was and I wanted to give her something that he couldn't. Hell, let's face it: I wanted to fuck her so good that she would be for more again and again.

As my fingers applied pressure up under her pubic bone I felt her entire body tense. She groaned loudly and her pussy gushed with renewed wetness. Her head was thrashing back and forth, eyes shut tight. Her breathing was loud and fast. I could tell that she was about to come and I worked her over faster. My fingers continued to work in her pussy as I licked her clit with even more vigor. Her hips were banging against me so hard that I thought I was going to get a bloody nose.

Suddenly she stopped all motion and tensed like a coiled spring. Then she screamed and slammed her hips upward once more as spasms of pleasure coursed through her body. I continued to massage her G-spot as she quivered under me. Her pussy was soaked and my hand made a wet sucking noise as I finger fucked her. I could feel her pussy muscles grasping my fingers, trying to pull them even deeper inside of her. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever. She shook and trembled and ground her cunt against my hand. But slowly the force of her contractions lessened and a little at a time she came back to earth. I had stopped licking her clit and was just gently moving my two fingers in and out of her wet box letting her recover slowly. She gave one last shuddering moan and her cunt muscles clenched tightly on my fingers, then she seemed to just melt into the bed. All the tenseness left her body and she just lay there, eyes closed, breathing deeply. I slowly removed my fingers from her young pussy and just watched her for minute. Finally she opened her eyes and said, "Goddamn, Jason, what did you do to me? That was incredible!"

I just smiled and said, "Trade secret."

Brandi once again closed her eyes and seemed to completely relax. Her breathing was becoming deeper and more regular as she recovered from the explosive orgasm she had just experienced. But I wasn't done yet. I didn't want her too relaxed.

Once again I kissed her pussy mound and then moved up her body. My hand returned to her cunt but not to probe into her depths; merely rubbing lightly, stroking her lips and brushing her clit softly. I continued kissing her small, slim body while moving up on the bed.

When my head was level with her chest, I stared at her tiny, yet very distinctive, titties. The old saying about more than a mouthful being a waste ran through my mind and at that point I couldn't have agreed more. Her breasts didn't have the same appearance as a grown woman's would, but they were nevertheless perfect. They were small and firm with no sign of the sag that gravity would eventually produce. The skin was so pale that I could see the delicate blue tracery of the veins just beneath and the bright pink nipples stood there so proud and inviting.

Brandi lay next to me, eyes closed, muscles lax. As my mouth approached her breasts and my warm breath caressed her skin, I saw goose bumps rise on her flesh and her nipples crinkled and hardened. I kissed one small tit then the other, my lips just brushing her skin. I opened my mouth and placed it on one of her young tits. Her entire breast fit inside my mouth comfortably and I heard her moan again as my tongue wrapped around the nipple. My hand felt a renewed gush of wetness at her crotch as I continued to suckle gently. I couldn't believe how turned on this little eleven-year old was.

Her breathing was starting to quicken again and there was a flood coming from her little-girl pussy. I knew the time was now. What I had been fantasizing about for days was about to become a reality. I laid on my back and pulled her delicate frame on top of me.

"Here, baby," I said softly. "I want you on top so you can control things better. You know it might hurt at first and I want you to be able to back off if you need to."

"Okay," she replied, "But I don't think I'm going to want to back off." She gave me a mischievous grin from her position over me. She was on her knees astride my hips and her hands were on my shoulders holding her torso up. I took her hips and moved her downward until my rock hard cock was trapped between us. I could feel her soft fur against my prick.

Almost instinctively she began to slide back and forth moving her wet slit against the length of my prick, grinding her hips into mine. Her moisture soon had my prick completely covered with it's slick lubrication. I raised her up and with one hand guided the head of my prick to her dark, wet opening.

"Okay," I said. "Just take it in slowly. Sit back on my cock."

She lowered herself tentatively and I could feel the tight ring of her virginal cunt muscles pressing on my prick head. It felt so small that I started to doubt that it would fit but Brandi was not giving up so easily. She raised up and lowered herself again. She used a little more force and I felt my prick slide in just a bit. She repeated the process getting more bold and suddenly I felt my cock pop into her.

Brandi stopped all movement and let out a little gasp but it seemed to be more in surprise than pain. "Oh, that's big!" she said. She pressed down again and a little more of my prick slid into the tight pussy.

"Move up and down, now," I told her. "Don't let it come all the way out. Just get it in a little deeper each time."

Brandi closed her eyes and started to slowly slide up and down on my rigid pole. She followed my instructions and soon had at least half of me in her. Apparently, either her brother Mark or her active lifestyle had ripped her hymen long ago... there was no resistance to my cock other than her natural tightness.

She was getting wetter by the second. I could feel her cunt muscles relax as she lowered herself and then contract as she raised as if they didn't want to lose their grip on the invading cock.

"Is there any pain?" I asked.

"No pain," she said, "I just feel so full! Oh, god, it's delicious, Jason!"

Her hips moved faster now and with more confidence. I grasped her hips and helped move her up and down. I also tried to control how fast she was going... I didn't want to cum too soon. I wanted this to last a long time. Thank goodness I had already cum in the shower or I would probably be gushing right now.

Her grasping, horny, little eleven-year old cunt had a death grip on my prick. She took more of me inside her until she was completely impaled on my throbbing pole. As she came down our pubic hair meshed and she groaned as the full length of my prick pounded into her. Her movements became more rapid and forceful.

I had never felt anything so tight in my life. I had ass-fucked women that weren't this tight. I could feel the ripple of her cunt muscles as she gripped my cock. Blow job or not, I knew that I couldn't hold out for long. Just the sight of this naked little girl bouncing on my prick was enough to make me cum.

Brandi changed her stroke so that her clit was banging against my prick on each thrust. She was learning fast and had already found the stroke that gave her the most pleasure. She moved faster almost letting the head of my cock slip out before pounding down again taking all of me inside her.

"Oh, fuck me, Jason! Fuck my little pussy! You're so big, I love your prick inside of me!"

Her words drove me to new heights of ecstasy. I slammed my body upward to meet her trying to get even more of my prick into her young body. Our tempo increased until I felt that familiar tension in my groin that signaled an orgasm. For one brief instant I worried about getting her pregnant, but at that point there was no turning back.

Her cunt muscles contracted very hard and I could tell that she was having another orgasm. As the little girl came it triggered my own orgasm and I felt the hot torrent of jism rush out of my prick and into her virgin pussy. Spray after spray of hot, sticky cum shot out of my cock and into her tight hole. We were coming together and it was the most incredible feeling ever.

I had never looked at a little girl with even the slightest feelings of desire and now I was fucking an eleven-year old and it was the best fuck of my life.

My orgasm seemed to go on forever. Every time my prick erupted her pussy clenched and every time her pussy clenched my prick erupted. We were feeding each other's orgasms and I thought it would never end. I didn't want it to ever end. I wanted to fuck this little girl until I died.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity, our spasms started to fade. I gave one last thrust upward and shot the last of my cum into her. She slammed down to meet my cock and gave out one last, long moan and then collapsed forward to lie on my chest, our bodies still joined. We lay that way a long time regaining our breath. I could feel my prick slowly softening as our mingled juices ran out of her deflowered pussy.

Finally Brandi raised up a bit, leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips. She smiled at me and said, "Thank you, Jason. They say that you always remember your first time and this is a memory that I will cherish forever." She lay her head back on my chest and hugged me with her whole body.

It made me so happy to make her happy. A girl's first time can be horrible and embarrassing and I was glad that I could make Brandi's memorable.

She finally rolled over and let my cock escape from her pussy. I got up and retrieved a couple of small towels for us to dry off with. We decided that she couldn't go home smelling like sex so we jumped back in the shower. We washed each other off; more comfortable with one another's bodies, now. We splashed and goosed each other while we lathered and rinsed. There was lots of giggling and horseplay.

Before Brandi pedaled her bike down my driveway to go home she said, "I WILL be back for more! Is that okay?" I assured her that any time she wanted to come over was just fine with me. And, believe me, I was never more sincere about anything in my whole life!

The morning after Brandi and I screwed for the first time, I awoke with a feeling that I had left something undone. I lay in bed trying to figure out what it was while wishing someone would go start the coffee maker. Finally I drug my ass out of bed and shuffled into the kitchen. After starting the coffee, I made my way back to the bathroom and while I was brushing my teeth it hit me. "Those keys!" I shouted, spraying drops of toothpaste on the mirror. There was that keyring that I had found behind the hide panel that I had never done anything with. Who could blame me? When you've got a beautiful eleven-year old girl saying that she wants you to fuck her, who's thinking about keys?

I quickly finished my morning toiletries and threw on some clothes. I poured myself a cup of coffee, grabbed the keys from their hiding place and headed out to the locked barn. The barn was about 40 yards from the house and as I walked toward, I looked it over again as I had on so many prior occasions. It was a huge old structure tall enough that it almost certainly had a hay loft or other upper level. The weird thing about it was that, even though the barn looked very old, it had not been there when I was a child. The boards looked weathered and beaten and, although the whole thing looked rickety and ready to fall down, there were no chinks in the wood sides. I had tried to find a crack somewhere, anywhere, that would allow me to peer inside, but so far had been frustrated. As I approached the huge double doors, I eyed the set of three padlocks on their sturdy steel hasps. I fingered the keys hoping that one of them would snap open these locks and allow me to finally enter this mysterious barn. My fingers fumbled as I carefully inserted first one key and then another into the padlocks.

Nothing. I couldn't believe it. Not a single fucking key would turn in a single fucking lock. Hell half of them wouldn't even fit the locks!

"Uncle Charles, you devious bastard!" I screamed at the sky. This was just like him. He had always maintained his sense of child-like wonder and his love of mysteries and this was just more evidence of that. I briefly considered getting an axe and just chopping a hole in the goddamn thing but I realized that the old man had intended me to figure this one out and not use brute force.

"Okay, old man," I said aloud, picking up my coffee cup and heading back toward the house. "We'll play this one your way, but I'll get in that sonofabitch if it's the last thing I do!"

Two weeks went by and in that time eleven-year old Brandi and I managed to fuck four or five times. Her pussy was the best I had ever had and her technique was getting better all the time. I learned that she truly loved to suck prick. There were a couple of occasions, when she was running errands for her mother or was heading to the library to return some books, and she dropped by just to give me a blow job. Once she even sucked my prick before going to school. She was a dream come true.

I saw both the kids down at the pond several times. Mark, at first seemed a little cool toward me and Brandi said that he was kind of jealous. (Of course, she had bragged to her brother that we were screwing on a regular basis.) But after a while, he got over it and we were all good friends again. After all, Brandi hadn't left him out in the cold just because she was getting laid elsewhere. She had enough sex drive for five grown women so Mark wasn't hurting.

One day we were all skinny dipping together. Naturally, Brandi and I weren't shy about our bodies in front of each other and Mark had no reason to be, either, so we soon dispensed with the formality of bathing suits.

As we sat naked on the bank smoking our cigarettes, Mark said, "Listen guys, I know it isn't any of my business, but I know that you two are fucking. I mean, Brandi certainly hasn't made a secret out of it, or anything. But I was wondering." he trailed off staring straight out across the pond with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.

"Wondering what, Mark?" I prompted.

"Well, I was wondering... do you guys think I could watch sometime?" he said quickly, not looking at either of us.

"Well, Mark, those kinds of decisions are always up to the lady involved, but it's okay by me. Brandi?"

Brandi got a look on her face that I was beginning to understand well. It was a look that meant, "That's sounds nasty... let's do it!"

She turned to Mark and said, "Why, big brother, if you want to see your little sister getting fucked that's fine with me! In fact, I'm feeling kind of horny right now. What do you say, Jason? You ready?"

"Well, young lady," I said with a grin, "I think that if you come over here and suck on my cock just a little bit, I'll be ready in no time."

No sooner had the words left my mouth than Brandi was on her knees between my legs and gobbling my prick down her throat. Her little rear end was sticking up in the air and that gave me an idea.

"Mark," I said, "While she's getting me ready, why don't you get behind her and get her ready?"

Mark got a little red-faced but he smiled and moved behind his sister on his knees. My prick quickly stiffened under Brandi's expert attention and watching her brother eat her pussy at the same time just added excitement. I couldn't really see everything that Mark was doing, but I sure as hell got the benefit of it.

As he licked his sister's pussy, she sucked my prick even more forcefully and made little moaning sounds in her throat. She moved her mouth faster over my cock wetting it with her saliva while grinding her preteen pussy into her brother's face.

When I judged the time was right, I pulled her head from my lap and said, "Turn around." Brandi dutifully did as she was told and soon her young, almost hairless cunt was pointed directly at me. I got up on my knees and guided my cock toward her tight box. She was very wet from her brother's tongue and I had no trouble sliding my prick into her tight pussy.

As my shaft sank slowly out of sight, Brandi let out a loud moan and said, "Oh, Jason, you're prick feels so good. Fuck me!"

I started to rhythmically stroke in and out of her young cunt. I could see Mark in front of her. He watched me fuck his sister while he played with his cock. He was getting as stiff as I was.

When I was in college, there a group of us that used to get together once in a while and all fuck in the same room. We never swapped partners or anything, we just liked to watch each fuck our girlfriends. It had been terribly exciting and this scene was reminiscent of that.

As I slammed into Brandi's tight hole, Mark moved so that his now-hard prick was right in front of her nose. She didn't need any prompting. Soon her brother's cock had disappeared into her mouth. Here I was fucking an eleven-year old while she sucked her 14-year old brother's prick. I wouldn't have thought it would ever happen to me, but the evidence of my eyes and my throbbing prick said it was all true.

As I fucked Brandi doggie-style she fingered her clit swiftly. She was wetter than I had ever felt her before. Getting fucked while sucking Mark's cock must have been driving her crazy. I held her narrow hips and slammed mine against her. I could feel my balls slapping against her fingers where they were working on her pussy.

Mark pulled his prick from his sister's mouth and walked around by me. He stood next to me watching my cock plunging in and out of Brandi's little pussy. His eyes were glued to our joined genitals and he furiously stroked his own prick while he watched. His prick was practically right in my face and somehow watching this 14-year old boy jack off while I fucked his sister made the whole thing even more exciting and forbidden.

No longer having to keep a prick in her mouth, Brandi was now slamming onto my prick as hard as she could. Her fingers were a blur on her clit as she brought herself closer to climax.

"Can you see that big prick in me, Mark?" she moaned. "Oh, how I love Jason's cock in my pussy. Watch him fuck your sister, Mark!" I could feel the now familiar sensation of her cunt muscles contracting as she got close to orgasm. My nuts responded and I could feel the cum boiling in them ready to flood her pussy.

"Fuck me, Jason! I'm going to cum! Fuck me hard!" she screamed. Her cunt tightened on my prick as her orgasm began. I thrust into the little girl as hard as I could and unleashed the first wave of jism from my aching prick. As our spasms racked our ecstatic bodies, Mark moaned and shot a stream of sperm straight onto Brandi's back.

As the scalding liquid splashed onto her she said, "Are you coming, Mark? Cum all over me! Cover me with it!"

His spurts continued and seemed timed to my own. He would shoot another glob of jism onto his sister just as I would flood her tiny pussy with one of my own. Soon her lower back was covered with Mark's cum and some of it started to drip down between the beautiful twin globes of her ass. I watched as his sperm trickled down over her tiny puckered asshole and onto the shaft of my prick. As I continued to pound into her, Mark's cum mingled with her juices and were carried inside of his little sister.

Brandi's whole frame shuddered as she was caught up in her own orgasm and the contractions of her pussy milked the last of the hot liquid from my prick. I continued to stroke as her spasms finally lessened and then stopped.

She fell forward on the ground, my cock coming out her quim with a moist pop. Her legs were spread wide and her dripping pussy was fully exposed. "You guys are great!" came her muffled voice.

I looked up at Mark who was still holding his softening penis in his hand gently coaxing the last drop of sperm out. "Well, what did you think?" I asked.

"Fuckin' awesome!" he exclaimed.

"Some awesome fuckin', I would say," replied Brandi, laughing and rolling over onto her side.

Just then the damn air horn sounded. "Well, I guess we gotta go," said Mark. We all jumped into the pond and quickly washed off. We stepped back onto the shore and as Mark was pulling his clothes on Brandi walked over to me and whispered, "I'll see you tonight. I've got a surprise for you," and then gave my soft cock a gentle squeeze.

The kids finished dressing and loped off through the woods waving and calling their good-byes. I grabbed my garments and started up to the house, dressing as I went, wondering just what kind of surprise was in store for me.

As the sun went down that evening, the Spring weather turned unseasonably cool so I grabbed a bunch of the seasoned oak logs that were stacked just outside the kitchen door and started a nice big fire. It wasn't really cold enough to need a fire, I guess I just wanted an excuse to use the fireplace in the den.

The logs crackled and roared as I sat back on the couch with a glass of wine. Charles had a very nicely stocked wine cellar and I was sampling a really tasty Burgundy. This was the life. I was now one of the "landed gentry" with enough money in the bank (not to mention those mysterious off-shore accounts) to keep me in front of fireplaces and drinking wine for years and years to come.

The Burgundy was a little heady and that, combined with the warmth of the fire, had me dozing a bit. Not really asleep, just comfortably drowsy.

A knock at the door made me sit up so fast I nearly dropped my glass. I started to curse whoever it was that had interrupted my evening when I thought back to Brandi's promise of a surprise. "Oh ho," I said to myself, "Is that my little nympho at the door?"

I made my way through the darkened house and opened the door. I saw immediately that there were two figures on my porch. In the darkness I could tell that one of them was Brandi but the other silhouette was unfamiliar.

"Hi, Jason," came Brandi's voice out of the gloom. "Can we come in?"

"By all means," I said stepping away from the threshold and holding the door a little wider. "Just head on into the den."

As the two figures moved past me, Brandi in the lead, I studied the person that was following her. It was a girl judging from the long, dark hair that reached her waist, but more than that I couldn't tell.

I closed and locked the door and followed the retreating figures into the den. When we got into the firelight I took a look at this stranger that Brandi had brought with her. She was about the same age as Brandi but there the resemblance stopped. Where Brandi's hair was red, this girl had jet black hair. Brandi was thin and this new young lady was a little on the plump side. Not fat, just enough extra padding to give her some interesting curves. She was tanned in contrast to Brandi's pale skin that only seemed to burn when exposed to the sun.

In the half light of the den she seemed to have solid black eyes that peered shyly out of a cute little face. She had a wide, generous mouth and cute little button nose. All in all, a very attractive little girl.

Since my experiences with Brandi, I was looking at young girls in a new way. Now they weren't just kids... they were potential sexual partners! Men go through their whole lives looking at every woman and wondering what she would be like in the sack. Most of the time we don't do anything about it. We just think about it... and it adds to our fantasy lives. Ever since fucking Brandi, my fantasy material had doubled!

"Jason, this is my friend Rhonda." said Brandi.

"Nice to meet you, Rhonda. You girls sit down. Can I get you something to drink?"

"Oh, whatever you're having is fine," said Brandi.

"Well, I'm drinking a little Burgundy, but I don't think you'll like it. A soda, maybe?"

The girls agreed and I trotted off to get their drinks. "Now, what does this little hellion have in mind?" I thought to myself as I returned with the glasses.

The girls were seated in front of the fire. They had gotten a little chilled riding their bikes to my house. We chatted for a few minutes and I discovered that Brandi's parents had taken the twins and gone out of town for the weekend. A farm in the neighboring county had gone bust and Mr. Whelan was going to try to pick up some bargains at the auction that the owner was having.

Mark was staying with his friend Kevin and Brandi was supposed to be staying with Rhonda. But Rhonda had told her mother that she was staying with her friend Bette. Bette was, of course, covering for her. (Jeez, these kids had an intelligence system to rival the KGB!) Consequently, these two little imps were effectively without chaperones and had decided on a little "adventure" tonight.

"Adventure?" I asked. "What kind of adventure?"

"Well, Jason," Brandi said, "I hope you don't get mad or anything but... uh... I kinda told Rhonda about you and me."

"What exactly did you tell her?" I asked, feeling a little nervous.

"Well, pretty much everything." she confessed. "I even told her about Mark."

"Okay," I said, "What has this got to do with 'an adventure'" feeling that I already knew the answer.

"Rhonda thinks that she might want to join in. Isn't that right, Rhonda?"

The plump little girl nodded her head but didn't say a word.

"Are you sure, Rhonda?" I asked. "You know you are awfully young for that sort of thing. If Brandi hadn't already had a head start, she and I probably wouldn't be doing anything."

The girl silently nodded again. She seemed so vulnerable and more immature than Brandi, but that was part of her attraction. I was beginning to learn the differences between a grown woman and a little girl. They each have their good points and I loved learning all about them.

I could tell that Rhonda was nervous about this but she also seemed determined to carry it through. I had some wine coolers in the refrigerator. I brought the girls one apiece knowing that it would help take the tenseness out of the situation. And since they could stay here all night, I didn't have to worry about them running around tipsy on their bikes.

I suggested that since we had all night we should relax and get to know each other. While we talked, the girls slammed down their lightweight drinks. Lightweight to me, anyway. I knew that the alcohol would probably go straight to the heads of this young ladies. Brandi ran off to get them each another cooler and I stoked up the fire some more.

When Brandi returned, she handed Rhonda her drink and curled up next to me on the couch. I put my arm around her and felt her body melt into mine. The scent of her freshly washed hair and clean, scrubbed skin was like an aphrodisiac to me.

While we talked I let my hand stray down onto Brandi's chest and softly fondled her braless breast through her tee shirt. Since Rhonda was on the floor right in front of us, she could see exactly what I was doing. I wanted her to see it, though, I wanted to judge her reaction and see if this was actually going to work out.

I continued to speak nonchalantly to the girls, mostly to Rhonda, while playing with the small breast in my hand. Rhonda's voice was high and clear sounding like wind chimes in a light breeze. The beauty of her voice combined with the little tit I was gripping started to give me a boner that I didn't even try to conceal. I had on a pair of thin jogging pants that did nothing to hide my growing erection and everything to highlight it. I knew that in the half light from the fireplace it was visible but not blatant.

Brandi finished her second drink and set the bottle on the end table. She curled closer to me and put her hand in my lap. "Oh, look what I've found!" she exclaimed grasping my stiffening rod. "Is this for me?" she asked in a mock innocent voice.

"Always," I said. I put my hand under her chin and lifted her face toward mine. I bent down and kissed her small, soft lips. Her tongue snaked out and between my lips and I could taste her little-girl mouth. We kissed deeply for several seconds.

Finally I broke away and said, "Why don't we all get more comfortable? Brandi there's some extra robes in the closet of that front guest room. Why don't you and Rhonda go put a couple on. I'll do the same and that way we will all be covered but still have easy access when we need it."

The girls ran off down the hall giggling as I headed to the master bedroom to change. Soon we were all seated back in the den in front of the fireplace. Rhonda's robe was tied tightly closed but Brandi, the little tramp, sat there cross legged on the floor with her's thrown wide open.

"Rhonda," I said to the plump little girl. "I don't want you to feel pressured in anyway. You don't have to do a thing that you don't want to. Okay?"

"Okay." she agreed.

"I just you to know that you are among friends here. You will always be safe in my house."

"Okay," she said, flashing me that beautiful smile. "I trust Brandi and she trusts you and that's good enough for me. But do you think I could have another wine cooler?"

"Sure," I said. "Kitchen's right through there. Help yourself." If this girl needed a little "Dutch courage" that was fine with me.

When Rhonda left the room, Brandi crawled over to me on all fours and said, "Now where was I a minute ago? Oh yes, I believe you had something for me. Lay down."

I did as I was told, putting a throw pillow under my head and felt the belt of my robe being untied. Brandi threw back the folds of my robe and grasped my now soft cock. Her cool fingers began to gently stimulate my prick. One hand was fondling my balls as she spoke directly to my crotch. "You pretty little thing," she said to my prick, "Mama's here now. Mama's gonna take good care of you."

She ran her tongue across the underside of my prick head sending electric shocks through my groin. She continued to use her hand and tongue on my shaft as it slowly raised to it's full length. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Rhonda return to the den. When she saw what was going on she stopped for second, but then came closer. She sat down right by my hip where she had an unobstructed view of the proceedings.

Brandi opened her mouth wide and took me inside. The warm wetness made me moan and Rhonda leaned forward for a better look. Brandi bobbed her head a few times on my prick coating the entire length with her saliva. She took her mouth away but continued to fist my pole. Brandi looked over at her friend and said, "Doesn't he have a nice prick, Rhonda? I love to suck it!"

Rhonda didn't reply. She just continued to stare fixedly at Brandi's small hand as it stroked my meat. Brandi moved her head back down to resume the blow job. I placed one hand behind her head as she sucked my throbbing cock helping her find the rhythm that I liked.

I noticed that Rhonda had loosened her robe a bit and one hand was buried out of sight in her lap. She had a glazed look in her eye that could be from the alcohol she had consumed or the raw sex displayed two feet in front of her. Probably a combination of the two. She took another long drink from the wine cooler and set it down on the floor next to her. Then she untied the belt that was holding her robe closed and flung it open.

I got my first look at her tanned body. She was plump but it gave her almost womanly curves. As she sat cross legged she put one hand back between her ample thighs and on the dark patch of hair that nestled there. Her breasts were larger than Brandi's (she was probably already straining a B-cup) and her nipples were large and dark. I could see that they were erect and seemed to stick out nearly a full inch.

Her hand began to move up and down stroking her pussy as she watched her friend sucking my cock. It was too good to be true. I had one eleven-year old giving me a blow job while I watched another one masturbating.

Brandi was really getting into it using all the little tricks that she knew I loved. She stroked my saliva-soaked shaft with one hand while caressing my balls with the other. Her tongue tickled across the head of my prick on each stroke driving me crazy. This little girl really knew how to suck a cock. Mark was sure a lucky bastard... he had been getting this treatment for over two years now!

Brandi took my prick from her mouth and said, "Come here, Rhonda, you need to try this." Her tone said that she expected no argument and indeed she got none. Rhonda finished off the last of her drink, stood up and threw her robe off and onto the couch. The firelight gleamed off her long black hair and her large round ass cheeks. She was like a diminutive Rubens painting come to life.

Brandi rolled away from between my legs as Rhonda knelt in the vacated spot. Brandi held my prick upright as Rhonda slowly lowered her head toward it.

"Just take it in your mouth," she said. "Be sure you don't drag your teeth across it. It's very sensitive. And keep one hand pumping it all the time. Jason like that. Don't you, Jason?"

Rhonda took my prick in her inexperienced and took a few experimental strokes. "That's it," said Brandi, "Now open up and let it slide in."

Rhonda did as she was told. Timidly, at first, and then with more confidence, she moved her full lips across the skin of my prick. She wasn't as good as Brandi, but she was a rookie... she would learn.

Rhonda raised her head and said, "This is fun! It tastes good, too!" and then returned to her work. Brandi gave her a few more pointers but when the girl seemed to have got the hang of it, Brandi stripped off her own robe and walked around to my head.

I looked straight up at Brandi's pussy little pussy just two feet above and said, "Bring that thing down here."

"I thought you'd never ask," she laughed and squatted over my face. Soon she was on her knees astride my head. I reached behind her and grasped her firm ass cheeks in both hands and pulled her into position above my mouth. I could see that she was wet from all the sexual activity and I was determined to make her even wetter.

My tongue ran across her outer lips and I could taste her juices. Little girl pussy has got to be the best tasting thing in the world. I drank in her sweetness as I continued to stimulate her orally. My tongue danced all over her little cunt and probed it's folds. I jammed it into her tight snatch as far as it would go and felt a new wave of wetness bathe my face.

I licked forward and back the length of her slit. When my tongue hit her clit she would moan and shiver and when I reamed her puckered little asshole she would grind her button against my chin. She was clutching her breasts and pinching her nipples increasing her sensations of pleasure. Knowing that I'm making a woman happy has always been a turn on to me and now I could feel the sperm boiling in my nuts.

Rhonda was still happily sucking away on my prick. She wasn't able to get the whole thing in her mouth, but where her lips weren't touching, her hand was. I took one hand from Brandi's ass and placed it on Rhonda's head to help her find the right tempo. The feeling of my fingers tangled in her luxurious, black hair was incredible.

"Oh, Jason," Brandi said, "You really know how to eat pussy! Oh, baby, suck my little cunt!"

That was all I needed to hear. My nuts jumped and hot jism shot from my cock right down Rhonda's throat. It must have hit her gag reflex because she immediately pulled her mouth off my cock and coughed.

"Keep stroking!" Brandi called. "Watch him cum!"

Rhonda started to fist my straining prick as blast after blast of creamy, hot sperm rocketed out and onto my belly. Brandi was slamming her pussy against my face as she bucked in orgasm, her thighs clenched tightly around my head. All I could do was hold still with my tongue pressed against her slit as she rubbed it back and forth.

My sperm had at last ceased to flow and one last spasm of pleasure surged through me as Rhonda slowed her stroking hand and then stopped altogether. Brandi fell forward onto her hands and knees keeping her clit against my outstretched tongue as her own orgasm subsided. Finally, her body quieted and she rolled over beside me.

We lay there breathing heavily for a moment, then she said to Rhonda, "Come here a second." She crawled around with her face directly over my semen coated stomach. "This is his cum, Rhonda, and it;s much too good to waste. Try it!" and with that she stuck her tongue out and slurped up some of the jism. Rhonda leaned over me, as well, and dutifully took a taste.

She rolled it around in her mouth for a second then smiled, "Hey, that IS good!" Immediately both the girls started to lick me clean and got into a competition to see who could eat the most of my sperm. They cleaned my belly than started to work on my cock laughing and trying to push each other away so they could have it all.

When they finished their little game, I stood up and threw my own robe off. "Anybody for another drink?" I asked.

"Me," they chorused and I headed out to get them each another cooler and another glass of "real" wine for myself. When I returned the girls were whispering and giggling to one another. The two naked eleven year olds looked adorable sitting there in front of my fire. What a lucky man I am, I thought.

We sat drinking and talking for few minutes, completely comfortable in our nudity. Rhonda wanted to know it she had "done it" right. "Perfect," I said. "A little more practice and you'll be as good a cocksucker as our little Margie here is!" This started the two giggling again and I could tell that the alcohol was beginning to affect them.

"Hey, Jason," pouted Brandi. "It's not fair! You and I have both gotten off. Now it's Rhonda's turn!"

"Yes," Rhonda agreed eagerly. "I've made myself cum with my fingers before but I want to try what you were doing to Brandi."

"No problem!" I stated. How could I resist that? "Just lay back here, Rhonda."

I placed a pillow under her head as she lay back and let my fingers wander through her hair for a moment. It was like thick silk and I could have played with it all night. Instead, I leaned down and kissed her forehead then kissed those full red lips. They were as soft as I had imagined them and after a second she parted them to give my tongue access to her mouth. I kissed her deeply and could taste wine cooler mixed with my own cum. It was not unpleasant, at all.

I moved down and kissed her throat and could feel her pulse beneath her tanned skin. "Just relax," I heard Brandi tell her friend. "Jason's the best."

As I moved down her body, I could tell from her tan lines that her two piece bathing suit was a little too small for her. I bet she looked incredibly sexy when she was wearing it. Of course, she looked incredibly sexy stark naked on the floor of my den, as well!

I reached for her right breast and began to gently massage it. Her tits were heavy and firm and had that somewhat conical shape that told they were still growing. If she looked like this at eleven, she was going to have one hell of a rack at 18!

I placed her left breast in my mouth and gently sucked on the nipple. Rhonda moaned as I felt it spring to life under my probing tongue. I tweaked her right one with my fingers as I sucked a little more firmly.

With some reluctance, I abandoned her developing breasts and continued my journey down her body. This was always the most exciting part for me: discovering a woman's body for the first time. They were all so different and so beautiful. My lips followed the curve of her slightly rounded belly and my tongue probed her belly button.

My hands moved down to the tops of her ample thighs and began to massage. I parted her legs a bit while still kissing and tonguing her stomach and reached for her mound. I felt her dark hair brush my palm. She had quite a bit more hair than Brandi but it was just as soft. I reached lower and ran a finger across her young slit. It was hot and moist, a testament to the fact that she was excited and willing.

I spread her legs further and knelt between them. I kissed her mound and then swiped my tongue upward across her lips. She made a whimpering sound and parted her legs still more. Her lips opened and in the gloom of the firelight I could just see a hint of the delights that lay in front of me. I parted her labia still further with my tongue and tasted her young snatch. Yep, I was right... little girl pussy IS the best tasting thing in the world. She had that now familiar salty, tanginess, and, I swear, there was a hint of roses.

I ran my tongue further inside of her. She was very wet and her hips began to make little circular motions. I licked deeper, tongue-fucking the eleven-year old girl, and was rewarded with even more of her juices spilling into my mouth. She put her hands on my head and pulled my face closer to her crotch.

I reached one hand up to grasp a breast and found that there was already a hand there. I glanced up and saw Brandi kneeling at Rhonda's head. Her hands were firmly planted on her friend's tits as she gently kneaded them. She was looking at me with that "ain't-I-a-nasty-bitch?" look on her face. When she was sure she had my attention, she leaned over Rhonda and started to suck her friend's breast never taking her eyes from mine.

I was startled momentarily and nearly forgot what I was doing. But you can't forget for long with a mouth full of little girl cunt. What the hell, I thought, If Brandi wants to suck Rhonda's titties, who am I to say no? I got back to the job in front of me.

Rhonda was soaked now and had started moaning nearly continuously ever since Brandi had started on her breasts. I moved my tongue upward and dragged it across her extended clit. Her hips thrust up against my face hard. I took her clit in my mouth and began to suck it gently. Her pussy was gushing and I slid a finger inside of her hot box. She wasn't quite as tight as Brandi so I immediately put a second finger in. I began to finger bang her as I sucked clit. Her pussy was clenching at my fingers, pulling them deeper inside of her. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked around to see Brandi kneeling beside me. "Can I try?" she quietly asked. I could see little beads of sweat on her upper lip and she seemed to have a wild look in her eye. Without a word, I got up from my position and let Brandi replace me. She got on her knees between her friends legs and lowered her head. With her hands at the top of Rhonda's thighs she bent down and licked once across the other girl's cunt. And then she licked again. And again. Soon she had her face buried in Rhonda's quim as if she had been doing it all her life. She put a finger inside of her friend and began to stroke in and out. Rhonda was still moaning and was pulling at her own nipples. Her hips bucked up to meet Brandi's mouth which was now fastened to her clit.

"Use two fingers," I said and Brandi obeyed. Then she put three fingers in her friend's cunt and really started to bang away. I was getting very hard watching this action and absently stroked my cock while I watched.

Brandi turned her face toward me and said, "Teach me how to do that thing you do. You know, that spot that you hit."

"G-spot?" I asked.

"Yeah," she replied, "Where is it?" I told her to turn her hand palm up and curl her fingers around to just behind Rhonda's pubic bone.

"Now rub right there, firmly but not too hard." She must have found it because Rhonda really started to groan and thrash around. Brandi's mouth went back to the plump girl's clit.

I moved around behind Brandi where her cute little rear end was sticking up in the air. I positioned myself and began to lick her asshole. She wiggled her butt back against me while my tongue probed. I fingered her cunt while my tongue slid past her tight sphincter muscles and into her ass.

Soon she was soaking wet and I placed the tip of one finger at her asshole. I pressed gently and felt it slide past the tight ring and into her shit hole. Brandi stiffened for a second but I continued to move my finger, a little at a time, in and out of her bung hole. She started to relax and I flipped over on my back beneath her so I could lick her clit at the same time. As I sucked her joy button I could feel her muscles grasp my finger as it fucked in and out of her virgin asshole.

We stayed in this configuration for some minutes when I heard Rhonda say, "Jason, come here and fuck me, please. I want that cock inside of me." Brandi and I disentangled ourselves.  As she moved to one side and I took her place between Rhonda's legs, she kissed me with a smile. Her face was covered in Rhonda's juices and I could taste pussy on her lips.

I looked down at the little girl beneath me. She was completely out of it. Her hands tore at her tits and her head whipped back and forth. The whole time she whimpered, "Fuck me, quick. Jason, fuck me NOW!" I lowered myself gently intending to take things slow, but as soon as the head of cock brushed her pussy lips, her legs wrapped around my waist. She slammed upward impaling herself on the full length of  my cock. She let out one big groan and then started to buck up and down, pulling herself into the air and onto my prick with her strong legs. I could barely move. She had me totally wrapped up. All I could do was hold myself up with my arms and let her tight, young pussy come to me. I saw Brandi on the floor next to us where she could watch and she was finger fucking herself furiously. The scene was so depraved I knew that I wouldn't last long. Despite the fact that I had cum just a few minutes before, I could feel my next orgasm building. Brandi was lost in her own hand and the sight before her and I could tell that she was ready to cum again, also.

Brandi began talking. "Fuck her, Jason! Slam that big prick into her! Take him, Rhonda! Take that whole cock into your cunt."

Rhonda started to quiver and then she exploded. I literally thought that she was going to fly apart. She screamed at the top of her lungs as her orgasm overtook her. She slammed even harder against me grinding her clit with my pubic bone.

Rhonda's pussy wasn't as tight as Brandi's but her muscles were stronger. When she contracted it gripped my cock almost painfully. Soon I was filling the little girl with my sperm. I didn't think that I had much left in me but I came in buckets. Jet after jet of my sticky cum splashed inside of Rhonda, a little girl that I hadn't even known just three hours ago.

Next to us Brandi was responding to our obvious orgasms with one of her own. She moaned and fingered herself wildly seemingly trying to get her whole hand inside her tight little pussy. The three of us thrashed about lost in the throes of our love making.

Finally, both the girls lay still breathing deeply. Rhonda was motionless but I could feel her cunt still gripping spasmodically at my prick. Squeeze... release... squeeze... release. Like some crazy pulse inside her box trying to get every drop out of my abused prick.

I lowered myself gently on top of her and Rhonda hugged me tightly. "Oh, Jason," she whispered, "I love you."

"I heard that," said Brandi, with a laugh in her voice. "Don't forget, you little tramp, I saw him first!"

Rhonda looked at her friend with a smile and said, "You may have seen him first, but who does he have his prick in right now? Besides, Brandi, I love you, too."

Brandi rolled over beside us and kissed Rhonda's lips and then mine. "I love both of you guys, too."

I gently removed my wilted prick from Rhonda's cunt and rolled in between them. I put my arms around them both and pulled their small, warm bodies close to mine and said, "And I love you two girls, as well."

I kissed them both and lay back totally relaxed. They snuggled in even closer to me molding their forms around mine. And that's exactly how we fell asleep.

I awoke the next morning in a tangle of adolescent arms and legs. I gently disengaged myself from the delicious mass of flesh and made my way to the kitchen to start coffee. Looking out the window above the sink I could see that Saturday morning had dawned clear and bright but there was still a chill to the air. I returned to the den to rebuild the fire and saw that Brandi and Rhonda had moved closer together on the floor and were hugging each other in their sleep. I took an old afghan from the couch and laid it across their naked forms and then headed to the master bedroom to get ready for the day. I laid out jeans and an old sweatshirt and hopped into the shower.

As I lathered myself, I thought back back to last night's activities. As I recalled those two two young bodies and their complete sexual surrender, I started to get an erection. Well, it's my prick and I'll wash it as fast as I want to. That's right, I jacked off thinking about Brandi licking her friend's pussy and my cock buried in that same virginal cunt moments later. I came quickly, finished washing and stepped out of the shower.

After drying and dressing, I headed down the hallway to get some much needed coffee. As I passed the open door of one of the guest rooms I heard the sound of a shower running. I stopped and listened more closely and could hear above the noise of the water girl's voices talking and giggling. I had to smile.

So, the two were showering together. Even though they had enjoyed each other last night physically, I didn't think that the girls were lesbians. I decided that they were just so young and, in many ways, so naive, that they still had the inhibitions of youth. Society had yet to sully them with it's ideas of what was acceptable and what wasn't. Good for them. With luck they would retain those attitudes and always think for themselves instead of letting the "majority" decide for them. I decided that I could learn alot from those two.

I continued into the kitchen where I poured a cup of coffee and mixed a pitcher or orange juice. While I stood there gazing out the window and letting that wonderful caffeine do it's magic, there came a knock at the front door.

"Oh, shit!" I said out loud. What the fuck was I going to do now? A visitor at the door and two naked eleven-year olds in my shower. This was a recipe for disaster. I tiptoed to the door and looked out the peephole. Relief flooded me as I saw who was on my porch. It was Mark.

But I still had a decision to make. Mark obviously knew about his sister and me, but what about Rhonda? I had to consider the fact that she might not want it known, even by Mark, that she had spent the night over here. And then I noticed something that Mark had already seen.

The girls had stashed their bikes behind some bushes in my front yard. They couldn't be seen from the road but they could damn sure be seen from my front door. And Mark was staring straight at them. Kids can always recognize each other's bikes just the way you know you're best friend's car, so he had to know that Rhonda was here with Brandi and me. Well, nothing to do but let him in.

I opened the door, coffee cup in hand, trying to look nonchalant. "Hey, Mark," I said cheerfully, as he turned to face me. "How's it going?"

He was wearing a big grin and said, "Going good for me. How about YOU?" He had a leer on his face that spoke volumes. Busted. No way out of it.

"Come on in," I said. Mark followed me into the kitchen craning his neck all around looking for the girls that he knew were there. I poured him a glass of orange juice and asked, "What brings you out this way?"

"Looking for Brandi," he replied, gulping his juice. "We've got to do all the feeding over at our place. She's supposed to help but I guess she's been kind of busy." There was that leer again.

Just then Brandi and Rhonda came around the corner into the kitchen. Their hair was wet from the shower and they both had nothing but towels wrapped around their bodies. "Hey, Jason," called out Brandi, "You in here?" and then broke off sharply when she saw her brother standing there.

Rhonda moved back around the corner a bit and didn't say a word, waiting to see what would happen. I have to hand it to Brandi. she realized the situation quickly and just decided to play it off as the most natural thing in the world.

"Well, hello big brother," she said walking towards him. As she neared him she let her towel drop to the floor and hugged him closely. She pressed the full length of her damp body against her brother, stood on tiptoe and kissed him. "Good morning, Mark. What's up?"

Mark glanced at Rhonda then put his arms around Brandi and cupped her ass in both hands. "Not much," he replied, returning her kiss. "Trying to find you to come help with the chores. Slut."

They both laughed and Brandi broke the embrace and turned to me. "Got any more of that OJ?" she asked and pulled my head down to give me a deep, tongue probing kiss.

While I poured both girls a glass of juice, Brandi picked her towel up from the floor. Instead of wrapping it around her body again, she merely tossed it over one shoulder leaving her gorgeous body exposed. Rhonda stepped further into the kitchen to take the glass from my hand and also gave me a "good morning" kiss. It wasn't as deep and long as the one Brandi had given me, but just as sweet.

"Well, maybe we should get dressed," said Brandi and the pair trooped out of the room, glasses in hand.

Mark and I refilled our respective beverages and went in to the den to await the girls. They seemed to be gone a long time and occasionally we heard giggling coming from the guest room. We sat and talked for what seemed like ten minutes or so when the two little girls came back in. Only they hadn't gotten dressed. They had put on the robes that they had been wearing the night before and, once again, Brandi's wasn't tied closed.

She walked straight to her brother and sat on his lap. She placed one arm around Mark's neck and cuddled close to him. "Mark, honey," she said in an innocent voice, "Will you do me a favor?"

"If I can," he replied, his free hand wandering to his sister's small breast.

"Will you, please, please, please fuck my friend Rhonda?"

Coffee nearly flew out my nose when she said that. I looked at Rhonda, who was sitting on the floor. She looked like she was trying to keep from laughing out loud. Mark had a stunned looked on his face.

"What?" he managed to croak.

"She thinks you;re really good looking," said Brandi. "And I told her how good you are at eating pussy. And since you won't fuck me, why don't you fuck her?"

Mark had told me that even though he had been having oral sex with his sister for two years, he was still a virgin. He just couldn't bring himself to do it with Brandi even though she had offered it numerous times. Now here was this pretty little girl offering herself to him. There was no way he was going to refuse.

"Where and when?," was all he asked.

""Here and now," said Brandi standing up and throwing off her robe. "Both of you guys get undressed right now! We're not leaving you out of this, Jason!"

I don't know who got their clothes off the fastest but within ten seconds Mark and I were both standing there naked grinning at each other like idiots.

"Sit on the couch, you two," Brandi instructed. "Rhonda, you get Jason ready for me and I'll get Mark ready for you." We did as we were told and soon we both had a naked eleven-year old between our legs.

Now that the light was better, I could get a good look at Rhonda. She was plump, it was true, but the plumpness gave her a voluptuousness that was irresistible. She gave me that little girl smile of hers as she moved into position and took my stiffening rod in her hand. She licked it all over and took it into her mouth. It was all so quick that I still wasn't fully erect when she started sucking. Maybe it was that, or maybe the practice last night had paid off, but by the time I was completely hard, she was taking the full length of my prick into her throat.

Rhonda worked on me slowly, moving up and down. As soon as my shaft would start to emerge from her mouth her hand was there to grip it. Then she would begin her downward plunge and I would be totally inside her mouth one more.

I looked over beside me to watch Brandi suck her brother. It was an incredible turn on to watch two siblings in sex play and I mourned the lost opportunities with my own sexy sister. I had fantasized about my older sister Jan, but of course, had never had the guts to try anything with her.

Rhonda was also watching the pair beside us and I saw her free hand creep between her thighs to find her pussy. The brother-sister act must have made her just as hot as it made me. She began to stroke her pussy in time with her mouth on my prick.

Mark's hip were thrusting at his sister's face and she pulled away from him. "No so fast, bro," she said. "You're getting a little too close. Let's switch for awhile, Rhonda."

The girls made the exchange and soon I had Brandi holding my cock in her lovely hands. She didn't start to suck on me right away. She stroked my prick with her hand but all her attention was on her brother and Rhonda. "You want to watch for awhile?" I asked her. "Here, let's trade places."

We made the switch and soon my face was between her legs. I could smell her freshly scrubbed skin and the aroma of her damp pussy. It was the perfect aphrodisiac. I scooted her butt out to the edge of the couch to give myself better access and dove in. As I tongued Brandi's tight hole, she reached down and fingered her own clit. She was really wet and every time I glanced up, her eyes were watching the couple next to us. I didn't know what was getting her hotter... my tongue, her finger, or the show beside us.

From my position between the little girl's thighs I couldn't really see what was going on next to us, but I could hear Mark.

"Suck my cock, Rhonda," he urged the girl. "Oh, god, that's so good, baby. Take it all in."

This continued for several minutes and then I heard Rhonda say, "Come lay on the floor, Mark."

Brandi whispered to me, "Come here and watch this." I moved up next to her on the couch. Her hand went straight for my prick and started pumping. I returned the favor by fingering her wet snatch and small, extended clit.

We watched as Rhonda put Mark on the floor the knelt above his head saying, "Eat my pussy, Mark." The boy needed no further urging as the girl settled her ample thighs around his head and bent over him in a classic 69 position. Mark's hands went up to grasp the large twin globes of Rhonda's ass as Rhonda's mouth returned to his throbbing prick.

Brandi and I watched this amazing sight in silence for a minute or two. She gave a conspiratorial wink and put her finger to her lips in "shushing" fashion. She disentangled herself from me and got on the floor by the wildly sucking couple. She tapped Rhonda's shoulder.

Rhonda looked up with a smile. They kissed each other lightly on the lips and soon it was Brandi's mouth on her brother's pole. Rhonda straightened up and blew me a kiss while the boy continued to lick her cunt. I was not sure if Mark was even aware of the switch that had occurred since his vision was blocked by Rhonda's legs, but I could tell that the girls were up to something and sat back to watch.