"But you're usually so careful about feeding him. I don't think you'd ever forget, Gayle," Cindy exclaimed to her younger sister.
Gayle avoided her sister's eyes. She wished it were as easy to avoid Cindy's accusation. "There's always a first time for everything."
"No, it's something more than just forgetting." Cindy made Gayle look at her. "I saw you go to the back door and frown when Prince came up. Then you just walked away. You knew it was feeding time."
"Look, I don't feel like talking about it." Gayle had always been irritated by her big sister's tendency to pry, to play amateur shrink whenever her little sis had problems.
"Well, I fed Prince just an hour ago so you don't have to worry about it. But it doesn't really do any good to punish him that way. I assume you were punishing him for something, right?"
"I told you I don't want to talk about it." Gayle went to the box on her bed. Holding up the new dress she'd bought, she turned. "How do you like what I found down at Juanita's Boutique?"
"You rat, I wish I'd seen it first! Oh, I'll bet that would look good on me."
"Well, it looks good on me too. I think I'll wear it tonight."
Cindy gave Gayle a slinky, teasing look. "You and Eddy going out?"
"He hasn't asked me yet but he'll probably call before noon." Gayle shrugged. "It makes him feel like a big shot to wait until the last minute. One of these times I'm going to refuse him though."
"Hey, little sis, you're gonna have to let me borrow this some night." Candy held the new dress up against her body. She was curvier than Gayle and her tits larger, but otherwise the sisters were very much alike. They both had wide, sensuous mouths, short noses and large eyes. Cindy's sparkling blond hair did give her a striking appearance, but both sisters were leggy and svelte and Gayle really had never felt like she was at much of a disadvantage. She only wished she knew how to maneuver boyfriends as easily as Cindy seemed to do. She had two or three of them hanging around all the time.
"You going out tonight?" Gayle asked.
"I can't make up my mind whether to let Freddy take me to supper somewhere or go with Randy." Cindy tossed Gayle's dress back on the bed and did a little turn in front of the mirror. "Randy does have the neatest car and he kisses lots better than Freddy."
Just the mention of the word made Gayle think of how her dog had licked her cunt. It was a terrible secret. Something she could never tell a living soul. But thinking of how it had made her feel caused her cunt to throb. She became conscious of her older sister staring at her.
"You had the darnedest look on your face," Cindy said, slitting her eyes. "What were you thinking about?"
"Oh… nothing."
"No, let me guess. You were thinking about how far you're going to let Eddy go tonight, weren't you?"
"Of course I wasn't."
"How far do you let Eddy go? Has he ever got his hand inside your…"
"Cindy!"
"I was just going to say panties." Cindy gave a sexy pout. "I let Randy touch me like that if he's a good boy."
Gayle was curious, but she felt embarrassed to ask about details. Her experience with most males was that if you gave them an inch they wanted a mile. Gayle had not given Eddy more than an eighth of an inch yet. And that eighth of an inch did not extend under the elastic leg of her panties!
"How do you know when to stop a guy?" Gayle asked shyly. "I mean after he's gone so far, he really starts pushing to go a lot farther."
"I never have any trouble turning a guy's fire down," Cindy said. "If he gets out of hand, I just grab his cock." Gayle hid her embarrassment as best she could. She'd never dreamed of doing anything like that! She'd never even seen a boy's prick in the flesh. And to curl her fingers around one of those hot, hard things… well, she guessed they were hot and hard. She'd heard girls whispering at school.
"What does that d-d-do?" Gayle asked self-consciously.
"As long as you've got his cock in your hand, he can't shove it in you, right?"
"I guess so." Gayle swallowed hard. Now she was thinking of Prince's cock. The thought of touching something so slick and red made her shoulders tremble. She wondered what her sister would think if she told her how the Doberman had licked her cunt and made her come. Cindy swayed across the room, touching her lovely young body as she talked.
"Of course, once you grab them, they don't want you to turn loose. It's best to plan ahead and have a hanky that's easy to get to."
"A hanky?"
"Sure, stupid. You wouldn't want to get that yucky stuff all over your new dress, would you?"
"Yucky stuff?"
"Oh come on, Gayle, you know what happens when a boy reaches a climax, don't you?"
"Oh!" Gayle was suddenly remembering the sexy story her best friend Tricia had related to her about the time she'd wrestled with her cousin while they were in their pajamas. Yes, she knew what Cindy was talking about now.
"And let me give you some advice," Cindy went on. "Some guys say they only want to slip it into you for a second or two. They promise they won't come inside and all that sort of stuff. Just don't believe them for a minute!" Cindy frowned as if she'd gone through such an experience herself. "Once they get it inside you, they'll never pull it out until it's too late."
"Why won't they?"
Cindy sat close to Gayle on the bed, her big eyes intense with the secret excitement she felt. "Just imagine how that must feel to a man. A girl is really hot inside and she's all slick and soft too. I think a girl's cunt must be the softest, slickest thing in the whole universe and a man is very sensitive when he has an erection. He can feel everything, especially where it touches the tip of his prick. That's his glans and it sticks out more than the other part. So when it rubs a girl's softness…" Cindy's voice trembled and she had to bite her bottom lip. "Oh, I've gotten all excited just talking about it."
"Cindy, have you ever… uh… ever…?"
"Come on, ask it."
Gayle took a deep breath and looked at her older sister. "Have you ever let a boy make you have a climax?"
"Oh sure. But you have to watch them. When they get you that hot they figure it's easy to jerk your panty-crotch out of the way and shove their hard old cock in." Cindy sighed. "And when a girl's that close to coming, it takes a lot of willpower to keep them from doing it."
"Yeah. I think I see what you mean." Actually, Gayle didn't. She had never even touched her cherry, and as far as she was concerned, she didn't even have a deep, hot hole. So it was impossible for her to imagine having a cock pushed into her. But from what her older sister had said, she guessed that Cindy had indeed had a cock pushed into her. Cindy read her thoughts.
"Yes, I've gone all the way," Cindy said, grinning. "Once."
"You did?"
"Hurt like hell and it was a mess too. It was almost rape was what it was."
"Randy?"
"Uh-huh. I had no idea what was going on. Before I knew it, he had it in me all the way and was jerking around like crazy and I was crying and bleeding and then…"
"What happened?"
"I could have gotten knocked up. It was just lucky that I didn't."
"Oh," Gayle gasped. "He did that inside you?"
"I told you about how men are." And with that, Cindy breezed out the door. Gayle was weak with passion after talking about the details of dating lust. She saw her coming date with Eddy in an entirely new light. Yet she couldn't think about him without thinking of Prince too. It was awful, remembering that raw, dripping cock that had appeared while the dog had licked her. But it was really the only cock she knew anything about. And no matter how she tried, it was that image that continued to haunt her. Thirty minutes before her date was to pick her up, Gayle imagined the Doberman's long prick touching the delicate inner flesh of her pussy and then sinking between the plush, cushiony lips. She scolded herself for having such unthinkable daydreams and finished dressing.
"There's going to be a party over where that new show home is," Eddy told her as they pulled away from her house. Eddy was a nice enough boy, somewhat on the skinny side, but with broad shoulders and sharp, even features.
"The show home?"
"Yeah. Bob's old man is in real estate and he's handling that whole new development over at Pine Valley. So Bob has the key to this fantastic pad, see, and a lot of kids are bringing beer and food."
"What if someone sees everybody going in and calls the cops?"
"Nobody lives out there yet," Eddy told her. "And anyhow, if a cop shows up for some reason, Bob can tell him to shove off. It's his old man's place after all."
Gayle was a little squeamish about participating in the illegitimate party, but she didn't want to be a spoil-sport, so she kept still. By the time Eddy pulled up at the curb to park, there were other kids on their way up the walk.
Inside it was dark and someone was handing out candles.
"We can't turn on the lights," a red-headed girl told her. "Might attract too much attention." She shoved a candle into Gayle's hand and a book of matches to go with it. "There's a case of beer in a cooler in the kitchen."
Eddy brought Gayle a cold can, and though she hadn't really wanted to drink, she took it. She'd had beer before, a sip or two from her father's glass on occasion. Eddy chug-a-lugged his and went to get another one.
Some couples swayed to the music of a portable phonograph, others made out in dark corners and on the large sofa. As Gayle drifted around, she heard giggles down the hall. A bedroom door slammed shut. Gayle lit her candle and stuck it into a saucer she'd found in the kitchen. She drank more of her beer, beginning to like the sharp feel of the bubbles going down.
Eddy pulled her by the hand. "Let's go upstairs and see what's happening."
"Okay." Reluctantly, Gayle followed him up the steps. The house was a large one, and as they passed one bedroom, she saw a girl she knew stretched out on the floor with a guy. The guy's hand was under the girl's dress and Gayle could hear him whispering something.
"No…" the girl moaned, pushing at his wrist, but the boy didn't take his hand away. In fact, it slid a little higher and then the two of them were kissing passionately. Gayle began to feel worried. She'd never been with Eddy in such a setting and the way he kept looking at her was weird.
"Here's an empty room," he said, pulling her in before she could stop him.
"It's not right to be alone in here," she stammered as he shut the door. But then Eddy had pulled her into his arms. Since she held the candle in one hand and her beer in the other, she couldn't fend him off. He kissed her neck wetly as his hands traced the trim curves of her hips. The slide of his hands over her new dress was exciting. Too exciting!
"Eddy… stop! I'm going to spill my beer or drop this darn candle."
"Here, give me that." Eddy put the candle on the dresser and Gayle's beer beside it. She backed away from him but her legs hit the bed and he wrestled her down onto her back. He began to rub his body against hers but since they still had on their clothes, Gayle put up with it for a few minutes.
But she was having a hard time breathing and her cunt was very moist. She could feel her nylon panty-crotch clinging to the damp flesh that had blossomed outward. She was very hot between her cuntlips, just like she'd been when Prince had licked her. Oh why did she keep thinking of that?
"God, Gayle, I sure do spend a lot of time dreaming of you."
"Mmmmmm." The feel of Eddy's breath against her ear was sending hot shivers up and down her back. Her nipples throbbed against her bra-cups.
"Don't… Eddy, please stop that!"
The boy's hands were straying. She knew he longed to get under her dress and she remembered what her sister had said about getting felt up. Gayle was enjoying the fluttery feelings that all this touching was causing, but she was scared to let Eddy actually touch her bare flesh. Eddy kissed her ear again.
"You smell so good."
She could smell what he was talking about. It was a musky scent that rose from between her thighs. The same erotic perfume her body had given out when the Doberman had feasted on her cunt. She was getting hotter by the second.
"Ohhh, ohhhh God!"
"Why don't you take this off?" Eddy said.
"No!"
She tried to stop him but Eddy unbuttoned the back of her dress. She began to pant as he pulled it off one shoulder and covered her tan flesh with kisses. Gayle didn't how the boy slipped out of his pants so quickly. It was his bare leg against her knee that made her squeal with shock.
"Eddy! You better put your clothes back on…"
"Let's just hug," he whispered, rolling on top of her. As he wiggled around, Gayle remembered that story Tricia had told her. But Eddy wasn't wearing pajamas, just a pair of skivvies. She could feel his hard, hot cock through the thin material of her dress. He rubbed it against her thigh, his hands doing something behind her back.
"No! Not my bra!" It was again too late to stop him. She felt the cups loosen. Then Eddy was pulling the front of her dress lower, dragging the bra off her tender tits at the same time. She was trying so hard to keep his wet lips away from her exposed nipple that she didn't notice what his free hand was doing. Not until she felt his finger slide along the wet nylon that clung to her cunt.
"Uhhhhhhhh!" she moaned, hips jerking as she arched her back up from the bed.
"Let me take them off," Eddy sighed.
"My panties? Of course not! What kind of a girl do you think…"
"Hey, take it easy. It's just that I dig you so much." His finger pressed the silken crotchband up into her crevice. Gayle squirmed, clutching at his wrist but the tremors of pleasure were weakening her. She tried to remember her sister's advice. Her mind couldn't make any sense out of anything right now. And Eddy's finger was trying to pry under the elastic of her panties.
"Eddy, I… I have to go to the bathroom," she lied.
"What?"
"Must be that beer." She forced a giggle.
"Jesus Christ…"
"I won't be long." Gayle swung her legs off the bed and pulled her dress back up. She let her bra dangle loose inside. All she wanted was to escape that room and Eddy's dangerous hands. "Maybe you could get me something more to drink while I'm gone?"
"You haven't even finished this one yet," he said, picking her can up. Gayle could see the jut of his prick inside his skivvies. She hurried to the door and out into the hall. There was no way he could follow her without his pants.
"He might try and follow me though," she breathed to herself. "Especially when I don't come back." Because Gayle had no intention of going back. She cut down the hall and looked around for a place to hide. Most of the bedrooms were occupied and when she started into one, she heard the bed bouncing rhythmically and a girl's soft cries. There was another sound too, something wet and slick sliding against something else just as slick. She backed out of that bedroom and searched for another.
Now she heard Eddy in the hall, calling her name. She couldn't be choosy at this point so she found a partly open door, got down on her hands and knees and crawled quietly into the room. She knew at once that it was empty and made a frantic dive for the closet, praying that Eddy wouldn't find her. Her prayer was answered. No sooner had she turned and gotten to her feet than two more people pushed into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. The girl was tall and blond and as she put her flickering candle in an ashtray on the dresser, Gayle thought she saw something very familiar about her.
"Oh, Randy, you think you're so smart sneaking me into a bedroom. Who said you're going to get what you think you will?"
It was Cindy, Gayle's older sister! Gayle watched Randy embrace her sister, his hands caressing the pert outward curve of her ass. Then they pounced on the bed, and in a tumultuous wrestling match, began to fling off each other's clothes. When they were down to skivvies and panties, they both stopped. Gayle was dripping now, her cuntlips swollen out around the skimpy crotchband of her panties. She knew she should let them know that they weren't alone, yet she couldn't resist watching and learning just how a girl went about playing with fire.
"You're the worst tease I've ever dated," Randy said, grabbing Cindy's wrists. She squealed and struggled but he wrapped something around them. It was obvious to Gayle that her big sis hadn't expected this. She squealed even louder when Randy jerked her panties down and thrust his hand up against her plump little cunt.
"Ohhh, d-d-don't do that, you…"
Now Randy pressed his mouth against her naked cunt and Gayle heard the unmistakable sound of tongue against twat. She hugged herself in the darkness of the closet. Randy was trying to make Cindy get onto her hands and knees. He was trying to mount her from behind. Gayle thought again of her Doberman. That was how dogs did it! This Randy had to be some kind of pervert!
"Oh! Oh, you're awful, Randy! Stop that!"
"What's the hassle? I told you I brought a rubber."
He'd pulled her ass up high and made Cindy spread her knees wide to brace herself in this position. She lay with her face against the bed and Gayle could see how her panties dangled around one thigh, how her cunt had spread open to expose the tender, glistening flesh inside. Gayle saw Randy slide something white over his cock. She'd only just glimpsed his prick for a second but it was certainly big! Cindy moaned as he dipped the latex-sheathed thing into the moist folds of her pussy. She wasn't struggling at all now and Gayle couldn't figure out whether she had been playing games with Randy or was a little drunk. Maybe both.
"Ohhh, baby, you've got a sweet little cunt!" He panted as he thrust his hips forward and the head of his cock disappeared with a squishy sound. Gayle was about to collapse. She was trembling violently and her cunt seemed to be eating the crotch of her panties. She wanted out of the stuffy closet, wanted to escape the scene that was unfolding before her. But another part of her wanted to stay and stare.
"Uhhh, uhhhhhh God! Ohhhh, Randy, it's so big!"
"Yeah and you're so nice and tight!"
Gayle wondered if she could bear to listen any longer. To hide there in the closet while her sister was being fucked was an excruciating experience. They were so much alike in some ways. It was almost like watching her own cherry being broken. Of course Cindy was no virgin, but neither was she experienced in such carnal behavior. It didn't seem right for Randy to be hunching her from behind like some kind of animal. Like a dog!
"Ohhh, I wish Prince had never licked me like that. I just can't get it out of my mind," Gayle whispered to herself. Even as she watched Cindy's cunt drink up the stiff, gleaming shaft that Randy speared into her, Gayle imagined her big-titted sister being taken by their pet Doberman!
"Oh, isn't this fun, darling?" Cindy whined. Her wrists were still bound together with something and she pressed her face against the bed and drooled as Randy fucked her deeply.
The slippery suck of their bodies together made Gayle grunt deep in her throat. She was tempted to touch her own glistening cunt. The temptation became an obsession and her hand slipped under her new dress. "Uhhh," she sighed as her finger eased under the elastic of the crotchband and then pressed between the fevered lips of her cunt.
Gayle had never touched herself so intimately. But she'd been licked by her own dog so this didn't seem all that daring anymore. She stroked her clit-bump and felt the hot shivers go through her body.
On the bed, her blond sister was throwing her ass around in circles as Randy held her hips and speared with tantalizing slowness into the musky, glossy heaven of her plump cunt. In the flickering glow of the candle, Gayle could see how Cindy's cunt had blossomed, just like hers had when Prince had licked her. But what was happening to Cindy was entirely different. She was getting fucked! That slick, hard cock slid deep into her body and then Randy pulled it out again. When he pulled it out slowly, Cindy shivered and humped her back and made sounds like some strange animal. Little growling sounds that started in her throat and ended in a whimpering squeal. Gayle was shocked and surprised at her sister's lewd behavior!
"Ohhh, baby, put it to me good! Ohhh, Randy, ohhhh you're such a good fuck!"
Though her sister had told her she'd only done it once before, Gayle knew she had to be lying. She was going at it too hot and heavy. She was liking it too much. And unexpectedly, Gayle was enjoying seeing her sibling get fucked by Randy's big prick. Strange fantasies flicked through her mind. She was on the bed in place of Cindy while Randy fucked her! Then Randy became her Doberman and his red, raw cock was sliding into her body.
"Uhhhh," Gayle moaned, rubbing a slickened fingertip against her cherry. She'd only seen the strange spot before, never touched it. And now she was so worked up that she not only touched it, she pushed up against it as if testing its strength and stretchability. A tingle went through her and she wondered if it was because the flesh around that place was more sensitive. It sure seemed that way with Cindy. She was really going crazy now!
"Ohh, woweeeee! Uhhhhhhhh, darling… uhhhh, Randy… do it harder… ohhh yesss, faster!" Her back arched sharply down then humped up again. Her curvy ass quivered and danced as the boy fucked her good and deep. When Cindy fell forward on her belly, he fell on top of her, still fucking like a maniac.
It all looked so animalistic, so carnal, that Gayle found herself shocked even more than before. The slam of Randy's belly against Cindy's plump ass was a steady beat now and the juicy suck of her pussy around his prick made Gayle stroke her clit shamelessly. She knew she was acting very naughty but she couldn't take the time to be sorry for that now. Her skin was flushed and her palms sweaty. She thought of her own date searching the halls for her and almost wished she hadn't left him.
"Uhhh, gonna do it, baby!" It was Randy and his face looked so strange. He clutched Cindy's jerking ass and squirmed furiously against it, his cock penetrating her hot hole to the hilt. When Gayle heard her sister yelp, she knew she was coming. The two of them hunched and bucked, and Gayle could almost count the spurts that were filling his rubber by the short, tight groans that came from Randy's throat.
She leaned against the back of the closet, her finger petting more slick juice from her cunt, her tits rubbing against the front of her dress since her bra dangled around her waist.
"Ghhhaaaaahh," she moaned, trying to smother her pleasure. She couldn't let them discover her in the closet. She knew she'd die of shame if that happened.
Randy groaned and stopped pumping and it seemed as if Cindy had stopped wriggling around as much too. They both were still except for a lot of heavy breathing, and Gayle had to be extra careful to keep quiet. She had to stop petting her hot little cunt too, and that was driving her crazy. Though it was the first time in her life she'd actually played with herself, she hadn't realized how hard it was to stop once she began.
After a long while, Randy rolled off Cindy's back and Gayle could see that his cock was now limp in the rubber. The two of them seemed to be sleeping – yes she was sure of it. Gayle crawled from the closet and out of the room. She thought she heard Randy say something when she closed the door a little too hard but she didn't stick around to find out. She rounded the corner of the hall and fled downstairs, right into Eddy's arms.