We got home late in the afternoon. Dad made dinner. Janet decided it was to late to take Clair home, they would stay over that night. There were four bedrooms so each of us had one. I knew I wasn't going to like sleeping alone.
I jerked off three times before I fell asleep. I woke up about one o'clock and heard some noise. My bedroom door was open and I saw Janet going into pop's bedroom. I was jealous.
Then it hit me. Janet didn't belong to me. She was going to be Dad's wife, not mine! She was going to sleep with him, not me! I had to get used to jerking off again. It was going to be a long dry spell.
I cried myself to sleep that night.
I had some problems that night too. I wanted to be with Morris but I knew I couldn't. I found a medicine bottle from the bathroom that was about the size of Morris' prick, and fucked myself with it. It wasn't as good as Morris, but it helped.
I woke up and saw Mom go into Morris' bedroom I was jealous. I realized Morris belonged to my mother. I wouldn't have Morris and I would be living in the same house with him. I was going to miss his hard prick.
I didn't know what would be worse. To go back to the way things were before, or to live with the Hemmers and not be able to fuck with Morris.
I cried myself to sleep that night too.
Janet and Clair went home the next morning. I sat down at my PC to update my diary and realized I didn't want anyone to see what I had just put in it. What if Clair found out that I'd fucked her mother! I made it a hidden file.
Uh, oh! My graphics directory was no longer hidden. Clair must have changed the attributes. Wow! I blushed and thinking of Clair looking at the graphics made me horny. Did Clair finger fuck herself while she looked at the graphics? I pictured her with her panties down and her finger in her cunt.
I went to the bathroom to jerk off. I let down my pants, sat on the toilet, wrapped my fingers around my prick, and started to pump. I pictured Clair looking at graphics pumping her fingers in and out of her cunt. I shot my cum into the hopper.
Janet and Dad were going to be married the next week end. We had a lot of arrangements to make and that kept us all busy, but I went to sleep every night jerking off. Every time I jerked off that week I closed my eyes and imagine I was doing things I had done with Janet or with my grandmother and Aunt Sally. Towards the end of the week I was fantasizing about doing those things with Clair. Did she think of me when she finger fucked herself when she looked at the graphics? I wondered what her fantasies were.
Our parents decided that we were too old to have a baby sitter during their honeymoon so we were to be left there by ourselves. I was glad they thought we were mature enough to be left alone but I had a problem. How could I live in the house alone with Clair when I knew that she had seen my graphics.
I knew that I would think of them every time I looked at her. Would she think of them when she looked at me? I sure would like to do some of those things with her. Did she want to do those things with me? I was sure that I would never find out.
After we left the Hemmers I remembered the graphics file. David would know that I had been into them. I fantasized that David was pushing his fingers in and out of my cunt five and six times a day. I shuddered and came time after time. Was he looking at those graphics and jerking off? Was he thinking about me when he did it? I hoped he was, I wanted to do the things in the graphics with him.
When our parents gave us a vote of confidence by leaving us with no baby sitter, I didn't know how I could be in the same house with him when he knew that I had gotten into his graphics file.
Dad and Mom got married that Saturday. They moved Clair into the house then left that evening to go on their honeymoon. We talked for a while and prepared a dinner between us. It was fun doing things with Clair but every now and then I would think of her looking at my graphics and that caused an instant hard on. After dinner we went to the family room and turned on the TV.
I kept looking at her and hiding the fact that I had a hard on. I kept thinking that she had seen the graphics file. The same questions again. Had she finger fucked herself when she looked at the graphics? I pictured her sitting in front of the PC and pushing her fingers in and out of her cunt the same way I pumped on my prick.
I wanted to do things with Clair. Did she want to do things with me? She was only thirteen, and I didn't think she had never done anything before.
I went to the bathroom and jerked off. That helped for a while. In the next hour or so I went to the bathroom to jerk off two more times. I wondered if Clair thought I had diarrhea or something. Finally I yawned and stretched and said that the day had tired me out. I went upstairs, showered, got into bed, fantasized Clair sitting in front of the PC finger fucking herself, and jerked off again. This was like the first days on the road with Janet. If I kept on like this I'd make calluses on the palms of my hands.
David and I sat in the family room watching the TV. He had a hard on. My panties were wet. I pretended I didn't notice David's hard on. I wanted to do things with him, but David was only thirteen and I knew from his diary that he had never done anything with a girl. He went to the bathroom three times in about an hour and I knew he was going there to jerk off. I wanted to go in there with him. I wanted him to finger fuck me. I wanted to suck his prick and have him lap my cunt. I wanted him to fuck me! Every time he left I finger fucked myself. I came off so quick that he never caught me. I was frustrated and there wasn't a thing I could do.
After he put on the act of being ready for bed I waited a few minutes, turned off the TV, and went to my own room. I got undressed, into my baby dolls, and went to the bathroom to get the medicine bottle that I had used before. I passed the door to David's room and his bed springs squeaked. He must be jerking off again.
The whole situation was ridiculous. He was jerking off in his room. I was going back to my own room to finger fuck myself. I liked him and I knew he liked me. I wanted to do things with him and I knew, from his diary, that he wanted to do the same things with me. Why shouldn't we get together. We were only thirteen but I had learned some things from Morris and I could teach David anything he had to know. It would be a lot of fun teaching him. I took a deep breath and knocked on his door.
I heard the knock on my bedroom door. There was only one person in the house so I knew who it was. I pulled the covers over my hard prick and I asked Clair what she wanted.
"David?"
I hadn't yet learned what it meant when Clair said my name with a question mark after it. "Yes?"
"Can I come in? I want to talk to you."
I was blushing beet red. I pushed my prick down between my thighs and squeezed them together. What could I do? I couldn't say no and chase Clair away. As much as I liked her it was going to be hard living in the same house with her and my prick was going to be hard too. I thought of wearing a jock strap all the time.
"I guess so."
Clair opened the door and stood in the doorway. She wore baby doll pajamas that were as transparent as Janet's nightie had been. I didn't know what to say or do. She must have known what I was doing.
"David?"
"Uh, yes?"
Clair looked at me and she blushed. I think that was the first time I ever saw her blush. The next words came out in a hurry.
"David, you were jerking off, weren't you?"
I blushed again. I had never expected Clair to say anything that direct nor had I expected she would use those words. I wasn't very articulate. I made some intelligent comments. "Uh! Oh! What do you mean? What makes you think I'm doing that?"
Clair came over to the bed and sat down on the edge. She took a deep breath, looked me in the eye, and her blush disappeared. She was wearing a very serious expression.
"David, I'm just as horny as you are. I finger fucked myself every time you went to the bathroom to jerk off. We're all alone in the house together and were going to be with each other all week. Why don't we do things with each other? There's no reason in the world that we should have to masturbate."
Wow! Clair had known what I was doing all the time. I hadn't even considered what she'd been doing when I was in the bathroom.
"I don't know. Do you think it would be right to do things with each other?"
"Why not?"
"Well, we're only thirteen years old."
"So what? You can shoot cum. I have monthly periods. You jerk off. I finger fuck myself. It doesn't make sense. I like you and you like me. Why can't we do things together? We don't ever have to tell anyone."
Clair was right. I wanted to do things with her but I just didn't know how to say so. I lay there and all I could do was blush.
It hadn't been easy to start the conversation. I even think I blushed. I wanted David and I wanted his prick. It embarrass me but I was going to get things out in the open. David was cute. I could see that he wanted to do things with me but was just too shy to say so.
I pulled his covers away. He had his legs squeezed together and he was pinching his prick between them so I wouldn't see that he had a hard on. As soon as he moved his prick stuck out of the front of his pajamas and pointing up toward his navel.
The head looked satiny smooth and the shaft was white with a delicate blue tracery of veins. The head was red and it had a big drop of pre cum seeping out of the pisshole. His prick wasn't as big as Morris' but it was cute, I liked the looks of it. I wanted it. I was sure it would be a lot better than the medicine bottle. I touched it gently, then took off my pajamas.
"You touch me too, David. I want you to."
I was still blushing but I couldn't help myself. I reached down as if I were in a trance and rubbed a finger along her cunt. It was real wet but I knew even before I touched it that she was just as horny as I was. I pushed my finger in and moved it in and out. She pushed her crotch toward me and ran her fingers up and down my rigid prick.
"Take off your pajamas, David. Please. I want to see all of you too."
Almost in a trance, I took my pajamas off and Clair leaned over and put her mouth right around my prick. Wow! Where had Clair learned to do that. I wasn't going to be left behind. If Clair was sucked my cock, I was certainly going to lap her cunt. I'd been fantasizing about doing it often enough that day and the real thing looked even better than the fantasy. I moved my body around, without pulling my prick out of Clair's mouth, and lapped her cunt. It was soaking wet with her juices. I liked the way her cunt tasted and smelled.
I lapped at her cunt and took her clit between my teeth and sucked on it. Clair knew what she was doing, she ran her tongue around the head of my prick and massaged the place under my pisshole. She was making me feel real good. Clair started to bob her head on my cock. I flashed my tongue in and out of her cunt. She rubbed her cunt all over my face. I thrust my prick in and out of her mouth. I was going to come! I was going to shoot off in Clair's mouth. I tried to pull away.
"I'm going to come! Let loose! You don't want me to shoot my cum into your mouth!"
She held tight to my hips, just like her mother had. I went back to lapping her cunt. If she wanted to drink my cum I sure wasn't going to stop her.
When I sucked David's cock into my mouth he immediately moved around to lap my cunt. He knew what he was doing, he even sucked on my clit and massaged it with his tongue. Where had he learned to do that. He did as good a job as his father had. I wasn't going to miss Morris that much after all. I could feel when David was ready to shoot his cum.
He was cute. He tried to pull away because he thought I wouldn't want him to come in my mouth. I didn't want him to pull away. I was having orgasms from his educated tongue already. I wanted to drink all of his cum. He shot a bigger load of cum than Morris had. It wasn't as thick as his father's but it had a sweeter taste. I liked it. Some of it leaked out around my lips. I swallowed it all and lapped the drippings off of his balls.
Some cum leaked down David's ass crack. It had felt so good when Morris licked my ass. I wanted to make David feel as good. I'd lick David's ass even if it made me gag. I didn't gag. Knowing how I was making him feel made me feel good too. I liked licking David's ass. I'm glad I finally tried it. I had really wanted to lick Morris' ass but now I was glad that David's was the first one I licked.
I shot my cum into Clair's mouth and she drank it all. I kept right on lapping at her cunt. She licked some cum from my ass crack. I licked her ass crack. She rubbed her tongue across my asshole. I knew how good it felt when Janet tongue fucked my ass. I was going to make Clair feel that good even if it made me gag. I tongue fucked Clair's asshole and found out that I liked to make her feel that good.
I didn't mind licking her ass at all. Now I was sort of glad that I hadn't gotten up the nerve with Janet. I was glad that Clair's was the first ass I'd licked. I don't know if it was because my ass was being licked or because I was licking ass, my prick got hard. Tongue fucking her ass was a turn on. I liked it. I liked making her feel good. I'm glad I finally tried it.
Where had Clair learned to do all these things. Sure she'd seen my graphics, but she hadn't learned all of this from looking at pictures. There wasn't a graphic showing an ass being licked.
When David took my lead on the ass licking and actually pushed his tongue up my ass before I had a chance to do it to him, I was sure that this wasn't the first time he'd been with a woman. He hadn't learned to do those things from the graphics. I'd read his diary. From the things that he had put in there, I was sure that he would have mentioned something as important as having sex with a woman.
Where had David learned this. I had to find out.
"David?"
"Yes?"
"Have you done this with a girl before?"
"Uh. Well, not exactly."
"What do you mean, 'not exactly'?"
"It wasn't a girl, it was with women."
"You didn't have anything about it in your diary."
"You read my diary? How could you?"
"I'm sorry, David, I couldn't help myself when I found it on your PC. I wanted to find out about you so I would know what you liked and disliked. I only wanted to know because I didn't want to do things you didn't like. I really shouldn't have done it and I apologize but I'm not really sorry that I did read it. If I hadn't read it I wouldn't have known that you wanted to have sex with me and I wouldn't have had the nerve to knock on your door tonight."
"All right, Clair, I'll accept your apology. I guess that I'd have done the same thing if I had a chance. There are some things in there that I'd prefer nobody see but I'm glad you did read it because I would never had the nerve to suggest that we have sex together."
"But you've done these things before too. You didn't learn those things from my graphics. They're not that explicit, and they're still pictures and I don't think there are many that show ass licking. Have you done them with a boy?"
"Not really. Just like you, I've done them with a man. Wait a minute, David! You didn't do anything before you went to the coast with my mother or it would have been in your diary if you had. That's what happened, you must have done those things with my mother on the way back and forth from the west coast."
I knew I wasn't a very good liar. I really didn't want to tell Clair that I had been fucking her mother. She might not like that idea. After thinking for a while I decided that I'd tell the truth and get it over with. If I tried to cover up I was bound to make some inconsistent statement later and Clair would find out anyway.
When I told Clair that her mother and I had made love on the trip to the west coast and back, Clair was delighted. She clapped her hands in excitement. She wanted me to tell her all about it.
I was relieved the news didn't upset Clair. I asked where she got her sex education. I told her that I'd describe what had happened to me if she told me who she had been with, and what they had done.
I didn't want to tell David that his father had fucked me. But I had an unfair advantage, I'd read his diary so I knew a lot more about him than he knew about me. That was why I'd been able to figure out that he had fucked Mom. His offer to trade information was only fair. I told him what had happened the first night after they had left, and how I had got to like Morris more and more.
David told me about the first two days they spent on the road, and how he jerked off so many times. Then having to jerk off even more times when they had to share a room. Every time he told me about jerking off he blushed.
I told him about finding his graphics and how I had to jerk off a lot too. I also told David how I thought about him when I was jerking off. I knew from his diary that he had been thinking about me.
David told me about the night that they couldn't get a cot and what had happened. I told him how I knew what my mother thought about casual sex, and that after I had given Morris a hard on, I had gotten him to agree to have sex with me.
David's response surprised me. He pulled me to him and hugged and kissed me. He told me that one of the things he liked about me was the way I felt I had to treat other people, and that he felt that way too.
I had to tell him that I had been horny, and that it was not just to please Morris that I had sex with him. I'd been reading his diary and found out how much I wanted to do things with David and looking at the graphics had turned me on. I wanted to have sex, and Morris was very convenient and I liked him. I had wanted to be fucked.
At this point something David had said earlier came back to me. I remembered that David had said 'women', not 'a woman'. Who were the other women?
"David?"
"Yes?"
"Who else did you do things with?"
"What do you mean?"
I wasn't going to let him get away with that.
"You said that you did things with women."
David blushed and stammered again. I love the way David blushes and gets embarrassed every time something new comes up.
"Uh. Well. Oh, hell! Well, my grandmother and great aunt tried to rape me."
David stopped and grinned at me.
"I didn't let them do it, I was much too willing to cooperate."
"David, you didn't."
"I guess I did. It was fun."
I'll let David tell about the rest of that night. We sure were together, in more ways than one. What we do remember, more or less coincides. I reserve the right, however, to make editorial comments.
After Clair found out about my grandmother and aunt, she wanted to know all about it. I had to relate their story about the way they trained the paper boys and about servicing two woman at the same time and sometimes not being able to get a hard on. I also told her about going around naked and having them grab me every time my prick got hard. Clair was laughing and clapping her hands in glee.
We hadn't just been sitting there while we were talking. There was no way I could sit next to Clair without any clothes on and just talk. I gently pinched her nipples till they were as hard as my prick. When she did the same thing to me I was still surprised at the feelings it gave me. I had never read anything about boys nipples being sensitive. I was still learning.
I moved one hand down and pushed my finger in and out of her cunt. When my finger was slick with her juices I rubbed her clit for a while. Clair had wrapped her fist around my prick and was rubbing the drops of pre cum over its head with her thumb.
When Clair got around to the fact that she had wanted to be fucked by Dad, I asked her if she wanted to be fucked by me right then. She didn't say a word. She grinned at me, pushed me back on the bed, straddled me, fitted my prick into the entrance to her cunt, and sat down. Wow! Her cunt was a lot tighter than Janet's. It felt real good.
Clair slowly lifted her body up and then lowered it again. My prick slid in and out of her cunt. The sight fascinated me. I reached a hand down between our bodies and rubbed her clit. It made Clair wiggle. She certainly had me squirming, and her wiggle only made my sensations more intense.
My reflexes took over. I wanted this to last as long as possible but with my prick buried in Clair's cunt I couldn't keep control of my motions. Each time that Clair lowered her cunt down over my prick, I bucked my hips up to meet hers. This got her more excited too and she speeded up the action. My hips speeded up to match her tempo.
"Ohhh! Wow! I'm coming!"
"Ahhh! Oooo! Fill my cunt with cum, David!"
Hearing that was the last straw. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my prick spouted its load of cum into Clair's cunt. The spasms were so intense that I could feel them in my asshole.
Clair rode my prick until it got so soft that it slipped out. She reversed herself and we cleaned each other off like cats. She licked me all over and I licked her all over.
I didn't think that I could ever get enough of Clair. She tasted good no matter where I licked. I even liked the flavor of her asshole. I couldn't figure out why it took me so long to be able to lick ass. I made up for lost time by giving her ass crack and asshole a good going over.
(David sure is right about that. Tongue fucking his asshole was a real turn on for me too. The fact that it made his prick hard again was just a dividend.)
Clair treated my ass the same way. Her tongue pushing in and out of my ass had the desired affect. It gave me another hard on. When my prick hardened and pushed up against her neck she came up for air. She scooted around and kissed and hugged me some more.
I was returning each kiss and hug. She told me how much she loved me and I told her how much I loved her. We disregarded the fact that puppy love at thirteen had a way of fading with time. We weren't sure that puppy love normally included fucking, lapping cunt, and sucking cock. We were glad that we were going to be living together. We wanted to be with each other all our lives.
We held each other and my hard prick was rubbed against Clair's cunt. We were very contented for the time being. After coming a second time my urges weren't as intense. Clair stopped murmuring in my ear and stopped moving her body against mine. I could tell that she had something on her mind.
"David?"
"Yes?"
"There's something I want you to do."
"What?"
"Morris wouldn't fuck my ass. He said I had to wait till I grew bigger, or I found some one with a prick more my size. His prick is a lot bigger than yours. Do you think your prick is my size? I'd like your prick up my ass. It feels so good when you push your tongue in. I bet your prick feels even better."
"I don't know. I'd like to fuck your ass, but I don't want to hurt you either. I fucked your mother's ass on the trip. If Dad didn't want to do it, maybe I shouldn't either."
Clair took a deep breath and I knew she was going to argue with me. I decided to compromise, I knew that I'd never win an argument with her.
"I'll tell you what. We'll try it, but if it hurts you, you have to tell me to stop. Is that all right?"
That was enough to satisfy Clair.
"All right, David. Do it now."
(I like David's idea of a compromise. As long as he thinks going along with every thing I want to do is a compromise every thing will be okay. It's not as if David really doesn't want to do those things it's just that he's a little conservative.)
Clair got on her knees and pushed her ass up in the air. Her smooth ass cheeks curved into a hairless crack. She had a little red pucker for an asshole. I looked at it and wondered why I thought kissing or licking an ass would be nasty. I wanted to kiss and lick her there. I did just that. I kissed her pucker and licked at it. I pushed my tongue in and out.
"Oh, David, fuck me there. I can't wait."
I deposited some spit on her asshole, got on my knees and positioned the head of my cock.
"Remember you promised to stop me if it hurt."
"Okay, but do it."
I pushed the head of my prick into her asshole and felt Clair wince. I stopped.
"That's all right, David, it hurt a little but it stopped. Do it slow, a little at a time."
I pushed in another half inch. Clair wiggled and I pushed some more in. It didn't seem to bother her as much as it had at first. She wiggled her hips and backed up against me. Her ass jammed up against my crotch, my prick was buried to the hilt. Her ass was tight. Wow! It felt neat. Clair echoed my thoughts.
"Wow! That feels good, David. Fuck me! Fuck my ass!"
I slowly pumped my prick pumped in and out of Clair's tight ass. As I pushed in, Clair pushed her hips back toward me so that her ass cheeks slapped at my stomach. Our motions got faster and faster.
I cupped both of her tits and rubbed her nipples till they were real hard. I reached down and rubbed her clit. I kept pumping my prick in and out of her tight asshole. Wow! Did it feel good.
"I'm coming, David! Shoot your cum up my ass! Ahhh!"
I think hearing Clair talk like that would make me come even if nothing was touching my prick.
"Wow! Oooo!"
My hips speeded up. I drove my prick as far up her ass as I could get it. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my cum inundated Clair's ass. Our motion slowed down until my soft prick was forced out by her tight anal sphincter.
She immediately switched around to lap the cum off my prick. I sucked my cum out of her ass. We switched around again and held each other. After some kissing, hugging, and murmuring into each other's ear, we fell asleep with our naked bodies pressed together.
I don't know what time it was but I woke during the night and Clair was sucking my cock. Her cunt was in front of my face so I did the natural thing and stuck in my tongue. Clair siphoned my load of cum out of my prick at the same time I felt her cunt contract around my tongue.
We fell asleep in that position, Clair nursing on my soft prick and me with my nose buried in her cunt. I woke up again and my prick was hard. I pumped it in and out of Clair's mouth and she started sucking. I brought her to a climax at the same time I spurted another load of cum into her mouth.