My Little Sister Cindy
by The Whole Nine Yards
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Last summer, Scott and I were already fifteen. We were best friends
and lived on the outskirts of a small town. We were sophomores
attending one of the local all boy high schools in the neighboring
city. That fall our school was on its way to becoming coed. We both
were all-for-it as we discovered that it wasn't easy finding a girlfriend
when you were surrounded by guys all day long.
The summer was great. Everyday we would find new places to
explore and fun things to do. At night, I usually would come over to
Scott's house and we would watch MTV. Scott and I both had little
eight year old sisters. We never really talked about (or to) our sisters.
They were always just there, getting into your stuff or some other kid
Scott and I both had a pretty good collection of nudie magazines.
We would often go to the local recycling center and look through
what people got rid of. Mostly we found Playboy and Penthouse.
Besides looking at the pictures, we enjoyed reading the fiction or even
better, the letters.
At the beginning of the summer, we found a magazine written in
another language that was considerably more hardcore than most.
Besides the normal pictures, there were pictures of younger girls
ranging from eighteen all the way down to about seven. Mostly they
were photographed merely posing naked, but in a few shots they were
actually being fucked by older men. Some of the men fucking them,
actually weren't men at all but young boys about the same age. In
some instances, they even looked like brother and sister.
We were never consciously aware that this actually took place
although we ve heard cracks about it at school. We were both
cringing aloud at the thought at fucking younger girls, especially if
they were our sisters. That just didn't seem to be right.
After toying with the thought for a few days, I approached Scott.
"Would you ever fuck your sister?"
"I don't know," he replied, "Even if I did want to, she would never
want to fuck me."
"She probably doesn't even know what sex is yet. Why, would you?"
"Sure . . . if I had the chance. Cindy would have to instigate it
"Stop dreaming. It would never happen."
"Yeah, you re probably right . . ." I said. Just then the phone rang. It
was for me. I had to go eat dinner.
At the dinner table, I didn't do much eating. I was busy thinking
about what it would be like to have sex with my little sister.
Thoughts were racing through my mind; thoughts about how I would
go about doing it even though I didn't even make up my mind yet
whether or not I wanted to.
I looked across the table at her. She was attractive, even for an eight
year old. Her wavy hair was light brown and came down to about her
shoulder blades. She had big, baby blue eyes and a cute smile that
displayed her perfectly straight teeth. She was wearing an oversized
T-shirt and loose fitting white shorts.
She was body shy toward me for the most part and I've never seen
her in the nude. From then on, I was determined to at least get her
naked so I could get an eyeful. I decided what would happen then I
would worry about then.
I wondered if I should tell Scott. Would he help me or hinder me? I
made up my mind that this would stay between her and me.
After dinner, I told Scott that I couldn't come over because my
parents were going away together on a business trip for the weekend
and I had to stay home and babysit my sister.
I watched TV in the family room for awhile and Cindy came out of
her room at about nine o'clock and sat down beside me on the
couch. She had changed into her nightgown which consisted of
panties and a T-shirt that came down to about mid-thigh.
Unfortunately, she sat in such a way where I could not see her
panties. After a couple of minutes, I asked her if she wanted to play
"Cindy, do you know how to play truth or dare? I asked."
"Me and my friends play it all the time, she replied, I go first.
Truth: Do you have girlfriends or any girl you really like?"
"Yes, but all the girls I like only exist in magazines."
"No, she said smiling, I mean girls that live around here."
"Well, not really." I paused. "I really like you," I said with a straight
face. There was silence. She looked at me with a slightly puzzled
look. But she also looked proud. Proud that out of everyone else, I
said I liked her. I smiled at her and said "Okay, it s my turn right?
Okay, hmm . . . . . I dare you to take off your shirt for the rest of the
"Okay," she piped as she pulled off her T-shirt and exposed her
chest. She had no tits at all. Her nipples were little pink points that
projected outward from her bosom. Although her tits were small, I
felt like kissing and sucking on her nipples until they turned red and
Also when she pulled off her shirt she gave me an unobstructed view
of her little, white cotton panties. She was sitting Indian style on the
couch facing me and I thought I could see the outline of her little slit
from under the cotton. By this time my cock was hard as a rock and
I was becoming a little light-headed from the excitement. She looked
directly into my eyes, smiling the whole time.
"My turn," she said. "Dare: Okay big brother, now I want you to take
off your shirt and shorts."
I hesitated for a moment and then obliged. I pulled off my shirt and
undid my button and zipper, dropped my shorts and threw both of
them aside. I was now only wearing my boxers and my hard-on was
projecting prominently outward as I stood in front of her. She stared
at it in awe and I sat back down and pulled her toward me and
began to kiss her deeply. She offered no resistance and started
kissing back as I shoved my tongue into her mouth. I slowly laid her
down on the soft couch, now on top of her still kissing madly.
I lowered my mouth and began to kiss and suck on her nipples. As
one hand supported her from behind and the other started to remove
her panties. I stuck my hand inside and began rubbing her pussy lips
and her clit. She was moaning like a little puppy-dog. I was ready to
continue but I paused for a moment to catch my breath and asked
her, "Do you want me to stop?"
"No, please don't," she responded in a low voice, almost a whisper.
I grasped the elastic waistband of her panties and she lifted her small
behind off the couch and I removed them completely. She was now
completely naked lying there before me.
Her young preteen pussy was beautiful. Her lips were wet and
glistening from her sexual excitement and were completely hairless!
Her hole was incredibly small and pink and the delicate bud of her
clit could be seen peeking through at the top of her slit.
I was hotter than I ever was and felt my stiff prick quaking in my
boxers. Cindy had now spread her legs and I leaned down to dip
into the honey.
I hadn't done any pussy licking before so my only frame of reference
was what I learned in books and magazines. I inserted my tongue in
the bottom of her slit and slurped upwards. Cindy let out a long
moan. I began sticking my tongue in and out of her hole quickly,
lapping up her pussy juice. Cindy's moans became louder and more
frequent. It seemed that she was about to get her cookies so I
paused momentarily and then started up again, avoiding licking her
clit, until I brought her to the edge once more. I did this a few times,
but she didn't want me to stop so she brought her hand up and
pushed against the back of my head. It was then when I started my
work on the bud of her clit, circumscribing it with my tongue while at
the same time sucking and licking it directly. Her pelvis began to
thrust upwards, rubbing her pussy juice up and down my whole face.
I continued massaging her clit as her legs wrapped around my head
and she began squealing in extascy as her first orgasm rushed through
her little body.
Passion controlled me now and I stood up and dropped my boxers,
letting my rock hard cock spring out awkwardly. Cindy looked on in
lustful desire and squealed with delight as I brought my blood
engorged organ close to her face. I allowed her to stare at it momen-
tarily and then said, "I want you to use your mouth the way I did.
Take--" I was interrupted as the sat up and took the tip of my eight-
incher into her mouth and began licking and sucking it. She paused
after a few seconds and smiled up at me as if she wanted recognition.
I smiled back at her and nodded in approval as I let my right hand
reach behind her ass to rub her pussy lips together. After about a
minute of this I was about to cum, so I told her to stop a sec while I
regained my composure. I had to look away and think of hospitals
and cemeteries to avoid cumming on the spot.
When my heart slowed some I got up and led her by the hand to my
bedroom. I laid down on my bed and Cindy immediately followed
climbing on top of me. She leaned forward, and started madly kissing
me, pressing her lips hard against mine. My cock was pinned
between us, rubbing against her hairless, slippery, preteen twat. She
was letting out small moans constantly. I took my right hand and
placed my cock at the entrance to her cunt. She was so tight that I
couldn't get it in! She realized the problem and wrapped her legs
around the small of my back concentrating all her weight on my cock.
It slowly made its way in as she leaned forward and continued kissing
me. I started thrusting my pelvis slowly and she responded by
controlling her cunt muscles. It felt as if she was milking my dick.
She was loose on the way in and exceptionally tight on the way out.
After a short while, I reached the restriction of her cherry. I reached
down and began rubbing the bud of her clit, while still pumping, now
faster, into her well-lubricated cunt. I was getting close to orgasm
and so was she. After a little more rubbing I finally gave one big
push and broke through her maidenhead and deposited my load,
coating her love canal with white, hot cum. At the same time, she
started bucking and thrashing, this way and that, yelling out in
pleasure as a second full-fledged orgasm tore through the third-
grader's petite body.
We both collapsed from exhaustion, my dick still firmly placed in her
cunt and slept soundlessly all night.
I awoke in the morning to find Cindy laying beside me, her head
against my chest, sleeping peacefully with such an innocent look on
Wow, what a fuck! Not only was this my first time doing anything
with an eight-year-old girl, it was my first time doing anything with
any girl! Even though I only had my hand to compare with, I
couldn't imagine it getting much better!
I got a call from Scott at about eleven o'clock. He wanted to go to
the movies. I told him that we'd have to bring Cindy, since I was still
Cindy was still sleeping on my bed, her naked body completely
exposed. She looked so peaceful, I was hesitant to wake her up. But
I had to if we were going to make the one o'clock show. I kneeled
down beside the bed. "Cindy, you have to get up now. We're going to
a movie with Scott," I whispered. There was no response. I tried
again. "C'mon Cindy, wake up now." Suddenly her eyes popped
open and she sat up and kissed me on the lips and laughed. "We
have to get ready because Scott's coming soon and then we're
leaving," I said.
"Will I get to sit next to you?" Cindy asked.
"Of course you will," I replied with a smile.
Cindy took a bath and got dressed. She came out of her room
wearing a small T-shirt that was just long enough to reach her belly-
button, and a very short loose-fitting skirt. She looked so sexy I felt
like fucking her right there--and I would have if Scott wasn't on his
"You look very pretty," I said.
"Thanks, big brother." As she spoke, she did a cartwheel right in front
of me. I immediately noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties!
There wasn't anything covering the delicate preteen flesh between her
My cock suddenly became erect. She knew she was turning me on as
she ran up and jumped on me, grabbing my neck and wrapping her
legs around my torso. She started kissing me deeply and I mirrored
the action, inserting my tongue into her waiting mouth.
Just then the doorbell rang. I would have loved to continue, but it
was Scott. Cindy sighed. "I'm not finished with you yet," I told her as
I opened the door.
"We'd better get going," said Scott.
"Yep," I said and we left.
The theater was within walking distance and during the walk Scott
said, "Hey, do you want to have a sleepover tonight? We can have it
at your house since your parents are away."
First Scott interrupts me earlier with Cindy, and now he wants to
ruin my chances with her tonight? "No way," I thought.
Just when I was about to object with some made-up excuse, Cindy
exclaimed, "That would be great! Scott can invite his sister Lauren
over too!" I gave Cindy a dirty look.
"I guess. Would that be alright with Lauren?" I asked.
"I'm sure there will be no problem. She'll be thrilled.
Although I didn't show it, I was pretty angry. Cindy and Lauren were
best friends and with both Scott and Lauren over, my chances of
being alone with Cindy were pretty slim.
We arrived at the movie theater, purchased our tickets, and found
seats. The seats we chose were towards the center and the theater
was virtually empty. There was no one sitting anywhere near us.
Scott sat on the far left, I sat next to him, and Cindy was seated on
About one half hour into the movie, I wasn't enjoying myself but
Scott seemed extremely interested. Cindy didn't look like she was
having much fun either. All the movie experiences I've had with
Scott all had one thing in common; about one hour into the movie,
Scott had to use the washroom. This was a given. I don't remember
a single time this didn't hold true. And nevertheless, fifty-eight
minutes into the movie, Scott leaned over and whispered to me that
he would be right back and walked up the isle toward the lobby.
When he was gone I looked over at Cindy. "How do you like it?"
"It's so boring!" Cindy replied in a whisper.
"I know, I know. Scott picked it out." Immediately after I spoke,
Cindy crouched down in her seat and spread her legs. Slowly she
lifted her skirt and exposed her pantiless crotch. My cock jumped in
my pants but common sense kicked in. "Don't do that here! Scott
will be back any second!"
"I don't care if Scott knows. I want you to rub me like you did last
night," Cindy panted.
I looked all around the theater. There was no sign of Scott and the
nearest person was eight rows in front of us. I knew that Scott would
be returning momentarily, but how could I refuse such a request.
I reached over and ran my hand over her hairless slit. She was
smooth and warm to the touch and I started using one finger,
rubbing up and down over the entire length of her pubis, stopping
momentarily at the top to massage her clit. Cindy had crouched
down even further now and her skirt was hiked up well above her
waist. Her ankles were placed on the seat backs in front of her and
her eyes were closed. Her breathing was shallow and her cunt
became wet. I increased my speed; rubbing faster now and occasion-
ally sticking a finger up her hole. Oblivious to what was happening
on the screen, with my other hand I started rubbing my teenage cock
through my shorts.
I could tell Cindy was getting close and I continued my finger
actions, when I instinctively looked over my left shoulder. Scott had
just entered the theater and was walking quickly toward our row!
"Scott's coming, sit up!"
It took a second for Cindy to respond in her state of passion, but
with my help, sat up and returned to normal; well, at least visually.
Scott sat down. I don't think he noticed the commotion as he was
returning, but I couldn't be sure.
Cindy wasn't satisfied yet, and in a few minutes again spread her legs.
She started frigging herself madly and I couldn't keep myself from
helping. My hands were very greasy from the popcorn I was sharing
with Scott and I reached over and rubbed her slit from top to bottom.
The popcorn butter made Cindy extremely horny and she started
moving her hips up and down to enhance my finger explorations.
Apparently, Scott didn't notice a thing and remained engrossed in the
movie. I began stroking the bud of her clit with long, slow strokes
and in a few minutes Cindy came. She closed her legs over my hand
and her bottom lifted off the seat as I continued fingering her. I
couldn't believe that this was happening! Here we were in a PUBLIC
place, not more than three feet away from Scott, yet he was com-
pletely unaware of the going-ons.
Judging from the time, I could tell that the movie was almost over.
Cindy regained her composure somewhat, but she was still recovering
from her orgasm.
We got up and went home. Scott went to his house to take a nap to
prepare for tonight's sleepover vigil. On sleepovers, Scott and I often
stayed up until four or five in the morning. Cindy and I returned
I took a shower. When I came out, Cindy was laying on the couch
watching TV. She laid on her back, apparently still not wearing any
panties. I confirmed this when I sat down opposite her on the couch
and lifted her skirt. She closed her eyes as I brought my mouth to
her crotch and began giving her small kisses: starting at her inner
thighs, moving to her pussy lips and eventually to her clit, where I
began swirling my tongue and sucking slightly.
Cindy was again taken over by lust and began gyrating her hips. In a
few minutes, the eight-year-old came for the third time that day. I felt
nearing an explosion myself even though my dick was left untouched.
I dropped my boxers to the ground, exposing my pulsating cock. I
was about to mount Cindy when she closed her legs and sat up.
"What gives?" I asked.
"I want to make a deal with you," she said. "I want to fuck Scott
tonight and I don't want you to have anything to say about it."
"C'mon, Cindy. Look, can't this stay between you and I? I really
didn't want Scott to know." Actually, I didn't care if Scott knew now,
but I sorta wanted to keep Cindy for myself. Jealousy was what it
"Don't you want to fuck Lauren?" The question took me by surprise.
I did want to fuck Lauren, but I never thought Cindy thought I did. I
sat there speechless and I tried hard not to give any revealing facial
expressions. If Cindy can figure out what I'm thinking, then I'm no
longer in control, and I wasn't about to let that happen. Just when I
was about to answer her, Cindy spoke. "If you don't interfere with me
and Scott, then I'll make sure Lauren wants to have sex with you."
Cindy's tone of voice was not harsh or like she was doing me a favor,
but persuasive, sweet, and gentle; like I would benefit the most from
the proposal. She really knew which buttons to push.
"How are you ever gonna do that?" I asked, really because I didn't
know what else to say and I didn't want to outright admit to her that
I wanted Lauren.
"It will be a cinch. Lauren's my best friend." Cindy gave me one of
her cute smiles and at the same time laid back down against the arm
of the couch and again spread her legs before me. My cock had
softened a little from the talk but now was growing again to full
erection and a drop of precum oozed from the tip.
At that point, I realized that Cindy was in total control because of her
expert persuassion methods. I didn't feel angered or defeated though,
but content as I looked down at Cindy's glistening, hairless, preteen
Cindy didn't make me say I agreed to her deal, and I'm glad she
didn't . . . but I did agree--fully. I couldn't wait to take Lauren in my
arms and lick, suck, and fuck her until we both collasped from
** ** **
Scott and Lauren came over about 7 o'clock that evening. We played
a game of Monopoly with two teams; Scott and Cindy, and Lauren
and I. It was a lot of fun. We were listening to music as we played
and there was a lot of laughing and joking around.
Whenever I could get a chance, I took long looks at Lauren. As I
mentioned, Lauren was the same age as Cindy. She had shoulder-
length blonde hair that accented her blue eyes and she was a little
more petite than Cindy, but not by much. Whenever Lauren smiled
at me while looking into my eyes, she seemed to know my every
thought. At the time she was wearing really short white shorts and a
The game was really m0ving. Lauren and I owned all the orange
properties along with the yellows and we were beginning to buy
houses. Scott and Cindy owned Boardwalk and Park Place with one
house, along with all the railroads.
Cindy stopped the game and announced an idea she had. "Let's get
all dressed up in a lot of clothes and play strip Monopoly. The first
team that's left without any clothes loses!"
Nobody seemed to have a problem with Cindy's ingenious idea. In
fact, I asked them, "Is that alright with everyone?" and all I got were
Scott and I went into my room and Cindy took Lauren into her's. I
dug out all the clothes I had and we started putting on layer after
layer. By the time we were finished, we each had on three pairs of
socks, shorts, sweat pants, jeans, two T-shirts, three dress shirts, a tie, a
hat, sunglasses, and I found one of my dad's pipes from when he
used to smoke.
We returned to where we were playing Monopoly the same time
Cindy and Lauren did. As we looked at each other, we all broke out
in a fit of laughter. It was hilarious to see Cindy and Lauren with all
those crazy clothes on. But when I took a second look, I noticed that
they weren't wearing too much extra; less than Scott and I were
wearing at least. And Lauren was dressed up more than Cindy. I had
figured out Cindy's plan.
We set up a system for paying debts with clothes. To pay off rent, it
was one piece of clothing. For one and two houses it was two pieces,
for three and four houses, three pieces of clothing, and for hotels, five
pieces of clothing. Landing on one of Scott and Cindy's railroads
would cost me two pieces. But if you got a chance or community
chest card in your favor, you would reclaim one piece of clothing.
Landing on free parking was also rewarded with one piece. Partners
would rotate in regard to sacrificing clothes. When you paid up, you
had to stand in front of everyone while removing your clothing.
It was our turn. I rolled a six and landed right on Pennsylvania
Railroad. I stood up, took my dad's pipe out of my mouth, and
removed my sunglasses.
Cindy's turn. She rolled a nine and landed on New York Avenue
with two houses. Cindy got up walked in front of us all and took off
her hat and shoes.
After about one hour, I was left with two T-shirts, sweatpants, and
two pairs of socks. Scott also was left with about the same. But the
girls were a different story. Cindy was really getting into the game
and was now bare chested and had just one more pair of shorts left.
Lauren had just a T-shirt and shorts left and it was our team's turn.
Lauren rolled and landed on chance. She picked up the card, read it
and paused a moment, grinning. I leaned over to look at the card:
"Take a walk on the Boardwalk. Advance token to Boardwalk." Cindy
and Scott had built two houses on that property lot so Lauren had to
sacrifice two articles of clothing. She slowly walked to the middle of
the room, grinning all the while, and, to my surprise, took off her
shorts and white cotton panties. Her shirt was long enough, though,
to cover her privates. I suddenly remembered the song "Under the
Boardwalk." I started singing it to myself. "Under the Boardwalk . . .
down by the sea . . . Under the Boardwalk . . . Just you and me . . .
Under the Boardwalk . . . we'll be making love . . ."
I was extremely turned on by the fact that Lauren's little pussy was
uncovered under her shirt. My dick felt harder than it ever did
before. I was determined to get Lauren naked, somehow.
Scott rolled. He landed right on Marvin Gardens with four houses!
He got up and removed two pairs of pants and a shirt. Cindy was
watching him intently.
I rolled next and landed on Indiana Avenue with a hotel! I shed my
two shirts and two pairs of socks along with my sweatpants. I went
from being heavily clothed to just wearing my boxers! My hard cock
formed a tent in them that I didn't bother to hide. I noticed Lauren
staring at it and I looked at her and smiled as I returned to my seat.
Scott and Cindy were approaching my territory and I stopped the
game to buy two more houses each on the dark greens bringing the
total to three.
Cindy rolled and landed right on North Carolina Avenue! Cindy had
to shed three pieces of clothing, but she only had two, her shorts and
her panties. She got up in front of us and performed a little strip
show, slowly removing her shorts and tossing them across the room.
She then ran her hand over her crotch and turned her behind
towards us as she grasped the waistband of her little panties and
pulled downwards, exposing her cute ass.
Scott was extremely interested in what Cindy was doing and was
staring at her show. I was too and almost soaked my shorts, but I
held back as best I could. Lauren was looking on in awe.
The game was officially over . . . well at least by the rules we set
earlier and Cindy and Scott's team had lost, but we weren't ready to
get dressed yet. Cindy's plan was working perfectly.
"Scott," Cindy called out, "We lost. But I loved having you on my
team and I'd like to thank you." Cindy motioned for him to come
over. Scott wanted so bad to go over and fuck my sister I could tell,
but he wasn't sure how I'd feel. He looked at me and I communi-
cated approval with my eyes.
Meanwhile, I wanted to claim my prize. I looked down at Lauren.
Meanwhile, I wanted to claim my prize. I looked down at Lauren.
She was grinning nervously and removed her T-shirt. I carried her
over to the couch; the same couch I played truth or dare with Cindy
just about 24 hours ago. I set her down and just gazed at her for
about thirty seconds, absorbing her splendor. Her nipples poked
outward, standing erect from all the excitement. Her tummy was flat,
her skin, a beautiful tan, except for the white that outlined where a
swimsuit once was. The coral red of her pussy contrasted nicely with
the white skin. As she laid back her legs spread almost involuntarily,
giving me an even better look at her little pussy.
Just as I was about to begin my explorations, I looked over my
shoulder and saw Scott licking out my sister's pussy while she lay
back on the la-z-boy recliner. Her eyes were closed and she had on a
look of pure pleasure, one that I was familiar with.
I shifted my focus back to Lauren. She looked right into my eyes,
smiling, eager to get started. I leaned over and gave her a small kiss
on the lips. I moved my mouth downward, kissing every inch of her
neck and chest. I paid close attention to the pointy, pink nipples
which I encircled with my tongue, sucking softly. I moved my hand
between her legs and spread apart her lips with my fingers. Lauren
started making little whines, which caused my dick to grow a bit
I was now sitting beside Lauren on the couch and I reached down
and began to remove my boxer shorts. My dick rubbed against
Lauren's thigh, which made her squeal louder. I took her left hand
and placed it on my member. It was too big; her fingers couldn't
even wrap completely around it. She moved her hands upwards and
began to give me a hand-job, and she did it pretty well too, being that
this was her first time. All the while I was busy sucking her nipples
and rubbing the small bud of her clit, sometimes sticking my fingers
up her hole, priming her for what was soon to come.
I got down on my knees before her. I worked my way down with my
mouth, swirling my tongue around her tummy and into her belly-
button, giving her small kisses on her abdomen until I eventually got
to her hairless slit. I worked slowly, nibbling on her labia and her
very erect clitoris, which made her go crazy with lust. She was
obviously having a grand time and started to arch her hips upwards in
time to my licking.
I changed techniques, now using a lapping method, sticking my
tongue in and out of her cute little hole very quickly, while manually
stimulating her clit with my fingers. She started to cum, putting one
hand on my head, forcing it downwards and the other hand on my
back, clawing it with the tips of her fingers.
I stood up and took Lauren by the hand. We walked to where Scott
and Cindy were. Scott was busy eating out Cindy when I tapped him
on the shoulder. "C'mon, follow me," I said as they both got on their
feet. I led the way upstairs into my parents' bedroom. I helped
Lauren onto the bed. I motioned for Scott to do the same and Cindy
climbed on. They were both laying down, their legs hanging off the
side. I bent forward, gave Lauren another kiss on the stomach and
placed my dick between her legs, the head burrowing in her little
girl pleasure, finding a clear passageway deeper into her canal. Scott
did the same to Cindy.
She was so tight! It took three tries before my cock was able to clear
her opening, but I was rubbing her clit constantly which helped relax
her some. I finally did get it in, and started with small thrusts, my
dick sinking in another half-inch about every three minutes. I looked
at Lauren, but she had her eyes closed and was in her own little
world, her senses overloading her brain with feedback. She would yell
out as I would try to go deeper but when I would hold back, thinking
that I was hurting her, she would yell for me not to stop.
I glanced to my left at Scott and Lauren. Scott looked over at me
with a grin. Cindy was grinning evilly and looked into my eyes for a
moment; she seemed to be communicating, "I told you so." Scott
appeared to be doing a good job fucking her.
I was on the most amazing natural high I've ever experienced. I had
wished I had a camera to preserve the moment; to capture the
expressions on the little girls' faces; expressions of pure pleasure, of
appreciation and awe.
I reached Lauren's cherry. While moving my fingers frantically at her
clit, I gave one last push and broke through her hymen. She gri-
maced momentarily, but it immediately changed into her second
orgasm of the night and she yelled out in pleasure. At the same time,
I came, spewing my hot semen against the back wall of her cunt.
Apparently, Scott and Cindy were just coming down from their
orgasms and we all collasped into four seemingly lifeless beings who
just had the best night of their lives.
I awoke several hours later. It was still night. Lauren was laying next
to me with her arms pressed up against mine and her head on my
chest. Scott and Cindy had taken some sheets off the bed and moved
on to the floor. The last thing I remember before drifting off again
into one of the most comfortable, restful sleeps of my life is how glad
I was that this whole thing wasn't just a very elaborate wet dream.