Less than ten minutes later, I was wearing only my tennis shoes.
Otherwise, I was completely naked, a skinny little blonde 11-year-old sitting on the rear bench seat of the abandoned old VW van between Tommy and Randy with my knees spread apart.
Both boys were also naked in only their tennis shoes. The floor of the old van was simply too nasty to put our bare feet on.
Keith, as naked as the rest of us, was standing shakily in front of me as I avidly sucked his erect penis for him. I concentrated on the smooth head of it, alternating between running my moist tongue around the slightly rubbery outer edge and just quickly sucking the whole swollen tip wetly in and out of my mouth.
I knew he particularly enjoyed that from me. And it was fun.
“Your mouth is so great!” Keith kept telling me. “It always feels as good as your pussy!”
The building excitement at once again being with the three of them, andknowingexactly what they were going to do to me, was rushing through me like the raging rapids of a wild river.
It caused my heartbeat to speed up, my breath to raggedly quicken.
It never got old for me. Fucking. And the fact that I could come so easily, having one panting orgasm after another, so fast and so often, especially with all three boys ready to fuck me again and again, only made me want it even more.
“Maureen, you're so good ateverythingabout sex,” Keith continued. “You make it all so much fun…”
“…because I love sex so much,” I finished his thought.
Still using my mouth, I was also jacking him off, my small hand moving jerkily up and down. The stiff shaft of his young cock was fairly thick for a 12-year-old boy and it was already throbbing like crazy under my slim fingers.
We were all so aroused at being together once again, it was as if our young naked bodies were about to simply explode.
“I want to do it all the time,” I added breathlessly. “I just can't get enough of it.”
“We'll give you enough of it,” Randy promised.
He was sitting on one side of me, Tommy on the other.
While I sucked off Keith, the other two boys had their hands between my bare young thighs, their fingers slipping feverishly in and out of my slickly wet cunt. Their combined effort, eagerly fingerfucking me as a team, was making my little ass squirm wildly on the blanket.
Which was already soaked under me with a growing wet spot.
I could barely catch my breath, in fact, sucking and jacking off Keith even faster, my cunt so alive that my little clit was justoutthere. And as if it was a race or a competition, each boy beside me was ever more rapidly sliding two or three of his fingers into my sopping pussy at a time.
Their joint activity between my trembling legs was making me nearly insane.
I could literally taste the approach of my first orgasm, my mouth getting that little coppery electric sensation I knew so well before going off, even with Keith's cock sliding quickly in and out between my lips.
“More, more, more,” I managed. “Fingerfuck me faster! Do my clit, too, do it!”
And when one of them (who knew whose fingers were whose?!) began slickly rubbing my clit, pressing into it with his fingertips, I came instantly.
“Oh, God, that's it,” I cried out. “That's it! Keep doing my clit, but don't stop fingerfucking me! I'm coming! Oh, yes, yes, yes! I'm coming so hard!”
My bare ass jerked up off the seat, my slim thighs spreading wider and the rubber soles of my tennis shoes pressing against the van's floor. I groaned with each spasming shockwave of my climax, squirming under the joint-masturbation I was getting from the breathless boys on either side of me.
The excitement of it all caused me to suck Keith's cock even harder and I was suddenly rewarded with a hot mouthful of his cum.
“I can't hold back!” he panted, his jerking dick pumping several liquid streams of his youthful semen into my mouth. “Keep sucking me, Maureen!”
And I did, sucking him even more excitedly and managing to swallow most of the cum jetting down my throat as I continued wriggling wildly through my own pulsating orgasm.
The four of us strained together as one for what seemed like an exceptionally long time, me breathing hard and shaking uncontrollably, before I suddenly relaxed all over with a drawn out little sigh.
The abrupt release of my climax, followed by the powerful relief of it as it then ebbed away, caused my muscles to go limp.
“Nowthatwas an orgasm!” I finally gasped. “God…”
But I was still panting, my eyes closed as I tried to catch my breath.
Settling back into the seat between Tommy and Randy, I could feel the cum that'd overflowed from my mouth dribbling down my chin and slowly dripping onto the almost nonexistent cleavage between my small boobs.
“I think you guys have killed me…and thanks.”
They all laughed. Then:
“Maureen, whenever you're in the mood…” Tommy offered.
Meaning: whenever I was ready tofuck.
Finally.
It'd been oddly awkward when we'd first climbed into the abandoned van through the side door, as if something had weirdly changed within our little group. Not one of the boys, who'd I'd been withsomany times, seemed willing or brave enough to just put his hands on me to get started.
I'd looked to each of them, then shook my head. They might've gotten shy all of a sudden, but I sure hadn't.
“Who wants a blow job?” I asked.
And I slipped my t-shirt over my head. Then I undid my little training bra and tossed it onto the bench seat next to my purse. It turned out the sight of my small bare boobs just popping into the open like that was all they needed.
“You're so sexy,” Randy said, immediately fastening his mouth to my firm young breasts. “Your tits are so perfect!”
He began kissing them all over.
“They're so little,” I gave him sort of an apology. “But at least the tips are super-sensitive.”
It was true-I'd learned I could often come just getting my nipples sucked, or even gently chewed on. As if a delicious little hotline went from their very tips straight down to my always alert clit.
And, taking my cue, Randy began sucking at my pointy pink nipples as if he hadn't touched them in a year. In reality, it'd only been about two weeks. Ever since I'd met Tim and been staying away from the three of them.
“Oh, God, Randy…” I breathed to him. “You're getting me all worked up. Keep doing it just like that.”
And I reached down and gave his young cock a quick squeeze through his jeans, feeling it jump in my hand. Still sucking at my tits, he didn't resist or complain when I pulled down his zipper and slid my small hand into the opening.
“Oh, Maureen…” Randy breathed back to me when my fingers closed around his slender cock. “You're the one gettingmeall worked up!”
A few minutes later, I'd slipped off my shorts and panties, then dropped down onto the bench seat I'd earlier fucked Tim on.
What I wanted, really, was to pretend Tim didn't exist. At least while the three boys were giving me as much pleasure as I could handle. I could cry over the tall, handsome dark-haired boy later, but for now I was rightly furious that Tim had abruptly left me- he'ddumpedme.
So I wanted him out of my mind.
And when the boys all got quickly undressed and Keith stepped forward to where I sat, to collect the blow job I'd offered, it did exactly that-let me get my mind off of Tim, at least for the moment.
“I'm so wet,” I said around Keith's cock, mouthing it. “God, I'm so turned on, I'm just shaking.”
And I was, literally trembling with excitement as soon as we'd started.
“Maureen, we'reallturned on,” Tommy laughed. “Look how hard our dicks are!”
I looked. He wasn't kidding.
I had three young 12-year-old cocks staring at me, each one as stiff as could be, each one with only my sweet little cunt in mind. And I'll admit, I loved being the absolute center of attention.
I also considered three horny boys and one highly oversexed girl to be the perfect combination for an afternoon of dirty fun.
“My pussy needs attention,” I suggested then, spreading my knees apart so that my cunt opened slightly, my already brimming wetness apparent. “It's all slick and tingly inside.”
Which was when Tommy and Randy each dropped down onto the seat beside me and began their joint effort to get me even more sexually excited. With their slim fingers wiggling deeply into my cunt, and the third boy's cock in my mouth, I was getting all the perverted attention I could ever want.
I say 'perverted' attention because even at my young age, I knew that three boys on one girl might be great fun but it probably wasn't all that normal. Not for most 5th-grade elementary school girls, at least.
“You're always so wet, Maureen!” Randy said, his fingers pushing even faster into my slippery cunt alongside Tommy's. “I love your pussy, I love it!”
Tommy gave him a sudden look. Then looked to me.
“Wealllove your pussy, Maureen,” he said. “Not just Randy.”
“I know,” I managed to say around Keith's dick in my mouth. “That's why I always give it to you…”
Which had then led up to that first fantastic climax I'd had with them in the abandoned VW van.
It never took me long to recover from an orgasm. And want another one.
“Get on your back, Tommy,” I suggested to him, my youthful sexual needs emerging again and suddenly so great I wanted all three of them inside me at once. “So I can sit on your dick.”
We all stood up then and he did as I'd asked.
Lying on the seat with his bare ass in my huge wet spot, his always-ready cock was standing up as hard as ever. He put his hands behind his head with a dark little smirk, knowing I'd do whatever it took to get his dick inside of me.
He could just lay there and let me do all the work.
“You'd better fuck me real good,” I smiled to him. “Like you promised. You better not just lay there…”
“We'llallfuck you real good,” he said. “After all, we're only here to make you feel better.”
I shook my head at that with a laugh.
“Right.”
I climbed onto him, straddling his hips, one knee on each side. Then I took his stiff dick in my hand and guided it into my young pussy.
“Oh, God, yeah…!” Tommy said with a little groan. “That's the way.”
The fleshy head of his dick slipped up into my slippery cunt easily, wetly parting the delicate lips down there and making me tremble all the more. I spread my knees wider and steadily pushed my hips down.
We all watched as the entire shaft of Tommy's twitching cock slowly disappeared up into me as I lowered myself on it.
“Oh, Maureen!” the boy under me gasped as my pubic mound met his. “Every time we get together, the best part is that first time my dick slides into you! You're always so damn wet and hot and tight!”
“I love it, too,” I admitted. Then, “Randy, get behind us on the seat and stick your dick up my asshole. You know how much I love getting it from both of you at the same time.”
“I sure do,” he said.
And Randy, always agreeable, climbed up onto the VW's bench seat directly behind me. Kneeling between Tommy's legs, he used his fingers to spread the firm cheeks of my bare ass apart.
I suddenly felt wide-open back there.
“Like what you see?” I asked him with a little laugh.
“Heck, yes,” he told me with a laugh of his own. “I love every dirty thing about you, Maureen.”
Which I guess was sort of a compliment.
Anyway, I could tell he was studying my asshole, excited at the sight of my pinkish-brown 'backdoor' opening. Then he stuck just his fingertip into the twitchy little center of it. I could feel my butthole instantly throb wetly at the intrusion.
“Go ahead,” I encouraged him. “Put your finger all the way in.”
And, gradually, he pushed his finger all the way up my rubbery anus, making me moan softly with the subtle pleasure of it.
The sensation of taking his finger up my butt while Tommy's stiff cock was fully encased in my tight pussy was almost overwhelming. I took a steadying breath, knowing Randy's young dick would be going up my asshole next.
“Your butthole's as slippery as your pussy,” he told me, slowly sliding his finger in and out of my butt. “You get so juicy, it goes everywhere.”
He was right, of course.
As I mentioned, my little pink cunt always got so overly-lubricated it covered my entire crotch with slick wetness when I got going-including filling the crack of my ass and lubricating my anus.
Getting fucked in my asshole was very easy when I got excited, with or without any other lubrication.
But I always carried those little plastic packets of flavored lube with me, so I motioned for Randy to hand me my small purse. When he did, I took out one of the mango-flavored tubes, carefully tore off the end, and handed it to him.
“Squirt that in my asshole,” I told him. “It's mango-peach, by the way, Randy, your favorite.”
He gave me a quick smile, then sheepishly looked away.
He was one of the few young boys willing to lick my asshole and I knew mango-peach was the flavor he liked best. And, to his credit, when I'd first asked him to stick his tongue up my butt while I got myself off masturbating (pulling my knees up to my chest so he could better get at me), he'd gotten right down there and done it without a second's hesitation.
I came like crazy the first time he did it to me, too, fingerfucking myself like mad while he slipped his tongue in and out of my butt.
But I understood that licking a girl's asshole seemed a littletoodirty for most young boys, so we only did it when we were alone. And he was still somewhat embarrassed about doing it to me.
Knowing that, I didn't say anything further. Instead, I then looked to the boy I'd just sucked off.
Keith. I smiled at him.
My breath was getting shaky because Randy was pressing the slippery head of his cock into my slickened asshole while Tommy, beginning to tremble underneath me, was purposely holding himself in place. He wasn't fucking me yet, but his cock was pulsing inside of me.
“It already feelssogood, you guys,” I murmured, leaning forward with my starter-boobs against Tommy's bare chest. Randy's dick was sliding into my young butt inch by throbbing inch. “I love having both your cocks in me!”
I swallowed at the sensation, at the delicious fullness of taking two hard young dicks at once, one in my pussy and the other in my asshole. My clit was tingling so much I thought I'd come again right then.
And we hadn't even really started yet, our pleasurable efforts spent just getting into position for the double-fucking I wanted.
If anything could get my mind off the boy I'd lost, it was that.
“You guys are too good to me,” I laughed. “Keith, put your dick back in my mouth so I can get you hard again.”
“Anything you say,” the tall boy agreed.
And a few moments later, I was on top of Tommy, naked, his rigid cock going rapidly in and out of my cunt from below while Randy, behind me, was holding onto my narrow hips and just as eagerly fucking me in my well-lubricated asshole.
Keith, standing in front and slightly to the side of me, had his semi-erect dick back in my face as I sucked him. He was pumping his hips slightly back and forth so that he was gently fucking me in the mouth.
The four of us naked kids were moving together like a well-oiled machine.
At least at first. Our motions were fluid in the beginning, but then gradually started speeding up to become more noticeably jerky and erratic as our excitement mounted to an almost unbearable pitch.
“This is unreal,” Tommy groaned, thrusting his bare hips up off the bench seat even harder so that his throbbing cock speared more deeply into my pussy. “I sometimes forget how great Maureen's cunt is-I think she could out-fuck anybody!”
Randy's slippery-wet cock was pistoning deeply into me, sliding past my tightly-gripping sphincter, that little elastic ring of muscle in my asshole throbbing with his every thrust. I loved getting anal sex, knowing that my hot rectum was clenching at him and wetly squeezing the boy's entire cock.
I was literally sucking his dick with my butthole.
“Shecouldout-fuck anybody,” Randy agreed with his friend. “Maureen's the best fuck in the whole city, I bet!”
“I probably am,” I told them dreamily, my eyes closed. “I've had so much practice at fucking…”
Keith's cock was getting progressively harder, the smooth head of it (my favorite part!) beginning to pulse in my mouth. I used the tip of my pink tongue to toy with the tiny slit he both ejaculated and peed out of.
“How many guys have fucked you, Maureen?” he asked me as I blew him. “Like, around a hundred?”
I laughed as best I could with my mouth around his still-hardening cock.
“Probably more,” I admitted. “I lost count a long time ago.”
My skinny 11-year-old body was alive with the pulsating sensations I knew would soon lead to another orgasm for me. Or to many more.
But as I eagerly concentrated on pleasing myself and all three boys sexually at the same time, entirely lost in the enveloping physical bliss of so much fucking and sucking, top, bottom and in front of me, an unexpected sound from outside made me suddenly open my eyes.
And that's when I saw Tim, standing alongside the old van at the open door, listening in shock and staring in at the four of us as if he couldn't believe it.
“Tim…!” I called out to him as best I could, my words coming out garbled because of Keith's dick in my mouth. “Oh, God, Tim…please don't just stand there and believe your goddamn lying eyes!”
It was from an ancient Richard Pryor comedy bit my dad played for me once.
But Tim didn't laugh.
Either he didn't hear me. Or he didn't care.
And a moment later, he was gone.
“Oh, God, no!” I cried out. “No, no, no!”