Disclaimer: This is an adult fantasy. You are strongly advised
not to attempt any of the activities described here, not least
because it would result in several years in prison suffering 
the abuse of such decent folk as muggers and murderers.

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Subject: Strangers on A Train by Methusulah
By: Methuselah
Keywords: Mfgg

Note:
For more of my stories, see http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/Methuselah/

 Chapter 1

It is a well-known and popular fact that 13-year-old boys are
entirely ruled by their genitals; it is a less-known and much
less popular fact that many 13-year-old girls are in the same
boat. How I first learnt this, the reader will find out in the
fullness of time but, until then, on with the story.

I (call me Adam Aardvark) had just finished a week's contract
work in Ambridge. This was a village noted mainly for inbreeding,
teenage pregnancy and cider-fuelled mayhem. It was the sort of
place where local women chased a paediatrician from her home,
while their children ran naked in the street. Although it was a
brilliantly sunny summer day, I had had quite enough of the
countryside. I was, thank God, going home to the ancient city of
Borchester, sitting in the train and waiting for it to leave.

Suddenly, there was a disturbance at the nearby door. A teenage
girl was trying to board the train, much impeded by a boy of
similar age. Even by Ambridge standards, his cropped hair,
receding brow and prominent eye-ridges suggested a spirited
attempt by his family to breed a Neanderthal.  His appearance
gave the impression that they had achieved this without involving
outsiders. He was determined to inform everyone in the
surrounding county of his displeasure that `his' Evie preferred a
visit to the swimming baths in Borchester, to an afternoon on the
scrumpy with him and his mates. The obligatory closing-time shag
against the back wall of the pub was left unspoken, but was well
understood by both parties, with more enthusiasm on his part than
on hers.

After she had dragged herself away from her admirer, greatly
assisted by the closing of the sliding doors, she sat opposite me
in the only vacant seat. I must admit that after the initial
once-over, I enjoyed what I saw, but had no further expectations.
Medium length honey-blonde hair, about five feet tall, about 13
years old, her skimpy green frock emphasised a lacy white bra.
That had been more visible from the rear; if the frock was
low-slung at the front, it was well nigh invisible at the back.
Bare legs, with brown flip-flops. Small, but well-formed breasts
and a face which, less convulsed by anger and distress, might
have been attractive and even pretty.

As it happened, the train emptied rapidly at the next station,
Penny Hassett, a market town well supplied with cheap clothing
shops and second-rate pubs. I was left sat facing "Evie" in an
otherwise empty carriage. I was resolved to keep my British
reserve until she burst into tears in front of me. I couldn't
help but ask, "Are you all right, love?" She snapped back "What's
your problem, are you a dirty old man?" "Possibly", I said, "I
refuse to incriminate myself, but would that be any worse than
the clean young man who was giving you a hard time just now?"

"Is that any business of yours? And what do you mean,
`possibly'?"

"Whatever I might or might not be, I can assure you that I would
never talk to a woman like your boyfriend did just now."

"He's not my boyfriend, he's just on at me to go out with him. I
did once, and he thinks I'm his property. Anyway, what business
is it of yours, dirty old man?"

Now, I'm no great judge, but it seemed to me that this was said
with rather less venom than first time around, so I pursued my
advantage.

"OK, assuming hypothetically that I'm a dirty old man, what is so
very wrong with that? Your clean young man is trying to force
himself on you, whether you want it or not. I don't know whether
you've suffered his romantic technique, but we both know it'll be
on the lines of `Are you awake, Sheila', without the subtlety.
Compared with that, just how bad can a dirty old man be?"

"Are you tapping me up?"

"No, I'm a dirty old man, not a clean young man, so I'm not
trying to force you into anything. On the other hand, I might be
interested if you were to proposition me."

"And why should I want to get off with a man three times my age?"

"Because you might just want a man who appreciated you for
yourself, who was interested in your pleasure, and had more to
offer than `Wham bam' without the `Thank you mam'. I might be
wrong, but I think that young man is not a great devotee of play
beforehand or thanks afterwards."

A long pause and I think "Oh shit, I've gone too far - I wonder
if they still have communication cords on these trains".

Then, blessed relief; more tears and a spluttered "Yes, that's
true, and he boasted to his mates about it. I was expecting it to
be really special and he made me feel like dirt. Would it really
be different with an older man?"

Screw your courage up, Adam - "Well, there's only one way to find
out, Evie - my name is Adam, by the way."

"How do you know my name? - Oh, right. I prefer `Eve', if it's
all the same to you. Are you really offering to teach me, Adam?"

"I think we could both learn from each other, if you'd be ready
to miss your swimming session"

"Oh, that, it's just an excuse to get away from home without my
family worrying about me. I usually just mooch about the shopping
mall. Mind you, my Dad's long gone and my Mum's out at work, so
it's only my little sister I have to fool, and she hates
swimming."

"Doesn't sound too difficult."

"You must be joking, she's an 11-year-old Sherlock Holmes - she's
got the brains in the family."

"You seem pretty bright yourself, Eve."

"No need to flatter me, Adam, I'm convinced. Your place or mine?
Only it'd better be yours because Little Sherlock will be
watching mine."

The frankness of young people concerning sex has always impressed
me, brought up as I was in the days of `Nudge, nudge, wink,
wink'. Eve was no exception. It helps that a moving train can be
one of the most confidential environments on the planet.

"You said you can teach me about sex" (I hadn't, but I let that
pass) "So, off you go, then."

I must admit that was hoping for more hands-on approach, but I
was prepared to be patient.

"I'm going to have to ask some very personal questions..."

"I'm cool with that; fire away..."

"Did you enjoy the sex you've had so far?"

"The boys I've been with don't do anything for me." She
complained "They just want to come themselves and that's it."

"So you've never got any pleasure from sex?", I probed.

"Well, it's a bit embarrassing to say..."

"Go on, you can tell me. I'm too old to be shocked."

 "I mean, I know what it feels like when I do myself", she
blushed, "I thought it would be like that with boys, but it
isn't."

"Is it good when you do yourself?"

"Very good; most times I come, but I enjoy it anyway."

"How often do you do it?"

"Do I have to answer that?"

"Not if you don't want to learn."

"I'm not sure I dare say this, but it's most days, sometimes two
or three times. I'm sure that's not normal."

"I'm sure it is - that's what they say in the sex-ed books, and
it certainly is what I did when I was your age. Truth to tell,
I'm not far off that score now."

"My friends say they only do it once a week or so..."

"And how often do you say you do it?"

"About once a week."

"So, what makes you think they're telling the truth when you're
not? Where do you do it?"

"In bed, after Lily's gone to sleep, or in the shower and... I'm
not sure I can tell you."

"Lily's your little sister?"

"Yes, we share a room, which is a real pain. I have to do it
really quietly when she's there. When she's not there, I like to
take my time and watch myself in the mirror, which would totally
freak her out if she knew."

"Hmm, been there myself - I'll tell you about it sometime. You
were going to mention somewhere else, Eve, and you stopped..."

"Well, it's a bit sick..."

"If you can't tell me, who can you tell?"

"OK Adam, you did ask; I do it in toilets, at school during
lunch-break, or at the mall on my `swimming' trips; you see, I
said it was sick."

"No, you'd be surprised how many women do that; sounds to me like
you're looking to get away from the family."

"That's some of it, but I do like the buzz of doing it in a
public place; I've even done it in the toilet on this train!"

I wondered whether that might be the real reason for her swimming
trips, so I gave it a try. "Cool. Do you fancy doing it now for
me?"

"What, in the toilet?"

"Not a good idea, really. If we were caught together, we'd have
to flush our tickets and pretend to be fare-dodgers."

"What? Oh I see, very funny... You don't think I'm going to do it
here on this seat!"

"Why not? There's no one else in the carriage, the conductor's
already been through, there's fifteen minutes before the next
stop, and we're about to enter the longest tunnel in Britain.
Sounds perfect to me. Unless you're scared, of course"

"You think I'm chicken?"

"Show me you're not - I can see the idea turns you on."

"OK, I will..."

And to my amazement and delight, she did. She raised her left leg
and propped her foot on the seat beside me. Then she ran her
right hand up the inside of that leg and up her short dress. She
was blushing furiously, but she seemed to be enjoying herself.

She bit her lip as her hand made contact with her pussy, and I
could see the excitement in her face. Her arm began to move in a
familiar rhythm, and her other hand came up to caress and hold
her right breast.

I had intended to offer her my sweatshirt to cover her lap for
greater discretion, but since she seemed happy for me to watch, I
urged her, "lift your dress up, so I can see you do it."

"You really are a pervert", she said, temporarily relieving her
left hand of its duties on her breast to do as I asked.

She lifted up her short dress above her waist so that I could see
her stroking away inside her tiny white lacy knickers. Her wrist
stretched the elastic as her knuckles tented the material out and
her fingertips disappeared inside herself.

"I'm a pervert? Which of us is playing with herself in public?
No, don't stop - I'm enjoying it almost as much as you are."

Her hand was moving quickly now, and her breath coming faster. I
leaned forward to stroke her free breast, and was tempted to slip
her bra off so I could inspect this delightful object with its
tiny, but erect, nipple. Even inhaling her sweet scent as I got
closer, I was just enough in control to know that we might have
to break off at the first whirr of the carriage door.

Anyway, there wasn't going to be too much time for that; her
wrist was moving prestissimo, the material of her panties was
bouncing up and down and her breath was coming in short pants
(old joke, that!). Despite being only a couple of strokes away
myself, I made a mental note to teach her to take her time. On
this occasion, it was far too late.

Only halfway into the tunnel, Eve was gasping, coming thoroughly
but quietly. I was impressed by this exercise in breath control,
clearly the result of much practice in a shared bedroom. The
syndrome was familiar to me from home and boarding school, and I
made another mental note to encourage her to let herself go
vocally, next time around.

I felt her shudder and watched the last couple of strokes before
her thighs closed on her hand, resting where it had finished its
work. As she leaned back in her seat, I moved over beside her and
hugged her with a mixture of lust, affection and a certain amount
of compassion.

When she came to some moments later, she murmured, "That was
nice", as one might about a particularly delicious ice cream.
Then she surprised me by putting her right hand to my mouth,
allowing me to savour her deliciously youthful aroma and taste.
When I had reluctantly let go of her, now clean, fingers, she
rested them on the bulging crotch of my jeans and whispered "Your
turn next".

As she said that, the train burst out of the tunnel to complete
the cinema cliché and, as I resumed my seat opposite her, I began
to wonder how we would arrange that `your turn' she had promised.

As we recovered from our excitement, I took stock of where we
were. One of the curious features of life is that far more
difficult consequences follow from an answer of `Yes' that from
any `No'. A 13-year-old has just brought herself off in front of
me in a railway carriage and I am thinking, "Great - now how do I
avoid going down for several years?" We were heading rapidly (or
as rapidly as British Hi-Speed Rail could manage) towards my
home.

Not only that, but I was becoming rather fond of young Eve,
despite our short if intimate acquaintance. The potential rewards
were massive, but so was the risk. I now had to invent a distant
cousin, for whose further education I was responsible. Of course,
this was true - but not truth as we know it.

I explained this to Eve, who pointed out that she already had an
alibi from her end, in her fictitious `swimming' sessions in
Borchester.

"After all", she taunted, "if you're as clever as you say, surely
you can think up an excuse for my visits - I've already got an
excuse for my family".

"How about if you're my second cousin, visiting me for extra
coaching on computer science? That's what I do, so it's not too
improbable."

"Hmm, might have guessed you're a nerd. Well, that's fine, so am
I. Computer science is my top subject, so it's not as daft as it
sounds. Mind you, I bet you don't believe me, and you think I'm a
typical dimbo from the Forest who flashes her knickers for
anyone."

"No, I said I thought you were bright when you were praising your
sister. And I'm very honoured that you flashed your knickers at
me; I'm hoping that you get to do it on a regular basis. It's the
most exciting sight I've seen in many years."

"Hmm, we'll see about that. Anyway, we have a small problem. I'm
supposed to leave home with my swimming things in my bag and
arrive at yours with computer notes."

"Not really. From your end, you read the books on the train and
swim when you get here." (We were entering the suburbs of
Borchester) "At my end, you're bringing the books to study and
taking the chance to go swimming in the big city afterwards."

"I don't have any books with me today."

"Of course not; it's your first lesson so you don't know what
books you need."

"I like that, you've thought about this, haven't you."

"I had to do something to keep my mind occupied while you were
pleasuring yourself, didn't I? OW, THAT HURT!"

"Well, don't take the piss again! I didn't really hurt you, did
I, Adam?"

"No, I shall probably be able to stand on that foot within the
week. Next time you stomp on my foot, do it when I'm not wearing
sandals."

"Sorry, really. So how are we going to work this?"

"I'll get a taxi home from the station. You hang about in the
station bookshop for half an hour or so and do the same. Here's
my business card, and a tenner for the fare."

"So you really are a computer consultant - you don't teach
swimming as well, by any chance?"

"No, but some of the positions I do teach are quite similar..."

"Dirty sod - right, we're coming in to Borchester Central now.
I'll give you back the change from the taxi - I don't want you to
think I'm doing this for the money. Give us a kiss, Adam."

"Certainly, Eve love... ...I'll look for a taxi and I'll expect
to see you in about half an hour. Take care."

"You too, love. See you soon."

As I hailed a taxi at the station rank, I reflected on our first
kiss, chaste as it was. Hopefully there were many more to come,
more passionate and not all mouth-to- mouth...

 Chapter 2

Waiting for women and wondering whether they'll arrive is one of
the hard-wired reflexes in the male brain. Hence all the jokes
about anxious bridegrooms and fathers-to-be pacing up and down. I
had more to worry about. I hardly knew Eve and she was only 13
when all's said and done. She might just walk off with the tenner
and visit one of Borchester's smarter shops, probably one with a
plush Ladies' loo. On the other hand, she might decide that she
had been molested, although most of that she'd done with her own
pretty little fingers. In that case, the finger on the doorbell
would not be her delightful digit, so recently licked clean by
your author, but the dreaded Long Finger of the Law. It hardly
bore thinking about...

After five minutes in the shower and twenty minutes of torture,
the doorbell rang its merry tune - sorry, but it's too ridiculous
to name here - and I peered out of the window. There was a
distinct absence of Plod, so my heart lifted and I went to the
door and opened it. It was only bloody Jehovah's Witnesses! My
advice on sex and travel was even more heart-felt than usual, and
they scurried away to annoy my neighbours.

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang again and, yes, it WAS Eve,
looking as delightful as before!

"Come on in, Eve."

She did, and I closed the door to deter prying neighbours.

"Here's your change." She opened her right hand to reveal a few
coins.

"You can keep..." I met her glare, "...I mean, thanks very much.
Great to see you, I had a horrible feeling it might be the
Jehovah's Witnesses again."

"What, they've been sniffing round, have they? The only clever
thing my Dad ever said was about them."

"How come?"

"Oh, they came to our door and got my Dad out of bed. When they
said they were Jehovah's Witnesses he decked the bloke and said
`Well, I hope Jehovah witnessed that'. Even the magistrate had a
hard time keeping a straight face."

"I might try that next time, but not when I'm expecting you. Give
us a kiss."

This was our first real kiss, just inside my front door. I had to
bend right down from my six feet plus to her five feet nothing.
Well worth it, though - what she lacked in experience she
certainly made up with enthusiasm, As our tongues interlaced she
also showed that she was a quick learner. My erection was
immediate and she seemed to enjoy the feel of it against her
belly as we pressed our bodies together. I reached for a breast
and stroked it though her dress and bra, feeling the stiff little
nipple against my palm.

"Is this the most comfortable place in your house then, Adam?"
she grinned, as we pulled apart.

"Well, there's a couple of toilets..." NO, not when I'm wearing
sandals, Eve! "And a rather nice double bed, which I thought you
might like to try."

"That would be a new experience; lead on, sir."

"Ladies first. Up the stairs and first on the left."

Despite my earlier denials, I am indeed something of a pervert
(no, I hear you cry), and I fancied Eve's rear view as she
mounted the stairs. It was all I had expected and then some. She
was obviously aware of my attention because she stopped near the
top and wiggled her pert bum at me. The sight at my eye-level was
so enthralling that I couldn't resist running my hand up the
inside of her bare thigh. This seemed to meet with her approval,
her thighs parting in the most welcoming manner, so I let my hand
continue its voyage of discovery. It reached its destination and
cupped her crotch through her lacy white panties, their gusset
already slightly damp either from anticipation or from her
earlier exertions.

I stroked her for a few moments to our mutual pleasure, then she
turned round and laughingly complained, "That's very nice, Adam,
but not what I'd exactly call `comfortable' - do you only have
sex in awkward corners?"

"Of course not, my dear, let us proceed to our bedchamber." I did
think about mentioning her predilection for such awkward corners
as shopping mall toilets but decided not to risk further damage
to my feet and, for once, kept my counsel.

I had already had the foresight to close the bedroom curtains;
the entry of a teenage girl into a single man's house, closely
followed by the closure of his curtains, tends to provoke the
curiosity of his neighbours. The sunshine was making a valiant
effort to penetrate, leaving the room well lit, but without
glare. Eve looked around the room and seemed to be satisfied,
although the sheer quantity of books seemed to draw her
attention.

She turned to me and, to my astonishment, said "Would you like me
to strip for you?" I was beginning to suspect that my Eve was a
bit of an exhibitionist...

"Er, um, yes... I'd love that."

"Lie down and watch, then."

So I did. She was nervous (once again that slight, but enchanting
blush) but determined to show off her young body. She seemed
reluctant to start as she looked down, until I twigged what she
wanted from me...

I reached my hand down to the crotch of my jeans and her smile
showed me that I'd guessed right. As I stroked myself through the
coarse material, she slipped the top of her dress down to give me
the sight that I'd denied myself on the train. Her lacy white bra
barely concealed her delectably petite tits.

She looked down again, and I got the message. As I unzipped, she
unfastened her brassiere and slowly removed it, revealing the
most delightful teenage breasts, with tiny but excited nipples
just waiting to be sucked and stroked.

I was in the swing of things now. I extracted my cock from my
jeans (no easy task when it was practically bursting from an hour
of erotic chat, voyeurism and anticipation) and Eve responded by
removing her skimpy green dress. She stood there in just her lacy
panties with hands on hips, a vision of heaven.

Whether I was playing her game or just out of control, I don't
know. I only knew that my cock demanded attention, and I started
to stroke it. She grinned and slipped her right hand into her
knickers and fondled a breast with her other. Just like on the
train, but this time nearly naked. It was the `nearly' that
enabled me to avoid coming there and then. I wanted to see her
naked and I thought I knew how to achieve this.

I stripped off my T-shirt, jeans and underpants, just managing
not to trap my erection in my zip, and looked up in anticipation.
Eve's grin said "Good thinking" and she slipped out of her
panties, legs open wide, hands on hips, to give me a good view
before her fingers resumed operations. For a long moment, we just
studied each other's naked bodies. No one was touching anyone,
but it still remains one of the most erotic moments of my life.

I stroked my cock gently, to delay the inevitable as her hand
returned to her pussy and her fingers went back into play, giving
me a maddening hint of pink underneath.

We gazed at each other as we stroked ourselves; I was delighted
that she seemed to take as much pleasure in my hairy, middle-aged
(although admittedly fit) body as I did in her ripening breasts
and hips and her glistening cunny.

When we both seconds from coming, I whispered "Come to bed,
kitten", and she practically leapt on me. We kissed with more
passion than technique, holding each other close. Then we
retreated a fraction and set to work on each other with relish.
Despite my earlier promise, neither of us had any time to take;
we were too close for that.

We lay face to face and frigged each other furiously; the angles
were difficult, but we didn't care. Within seconds, I came and
gave vent to my ecstasy. As my come spurted over her belly she
came too, screaming even louder than I had. Looking back, I
wonder now if this was the first time ever she hadn't had to
conceal her pleasure.

We clung tightly to each other and then slowly relaxed in each
other's arms. We laid back and looked up and down each other's
bodies. Apparently for the first time, Eve noticed the cunningly
placed wardrobe mirror, facing the foot of the bed, which showed
us lying there with my come spattering her belly from her downy
pussy up to the underside of her sweet little boobs.

"Mm, that looks nice", she said, "so you like watching yourself
in the mirror, too?"

"Yes, but I thought I'd be your mirror just now - was I as good
as the one in your bedroom?"

"Much better - I had a lovely come and, by the look of it, so did
you" she said as she admired herself in the mirror, trailing her
fingers through my semen, now cooling on her delicate skin. I
remembered the last time and gave her my fingers, so she could
savour her own fragrance. "Ugh", she said, but she still licked
them clean with every sign of pleasure.

We lay still for a moment, admiring each other's bodies. Then I
enquired "There's a special favour I'd like ask of you, Eve."

"What's that, Adam?" she enquired cautiously, no doubt fearing
the worst from a dirty old man.

"Can I touch your breasts?"

"You already... no, of course you haven't. Feel free - please."

I reached over rather gingerly (after all, we were practically
strangers) and touched her right nipple. Then I became bolder and
took the whole breast in my hand. How do I describe perfection in
mere prose? It fitted so neatly, just a perfect handful, with the
pale pink nipple pouting into my palm. "Eve's "Mm, `snice" wasn't
poetry, but was none the less evocative for that.

I kissed her tenderly and then fastened my eyes on her other
boob, with its delicate nipple standing up to attract my
attention. My hand followed my gaze and I found myself fondling
her other breast.

Seeing that this met with Eve's approval, her soft gasps and
clenched fists providing a clue, I leaned over and put my tongue
to her right breast. I teased her nipple, and took most of her
coffee cup sized breast into my mouth and sucked.

Her reaction was dramatic; first her hand pushed my head down on
her breast as if to force her whole body into my mouth. Then her
hand flew off my head and her body stiffened in an unexpected
orgasm. This time it evoked a strangled squeak, not through a
need for silence but because of its intensity.

"God, I never came like that before", she gasped "I didn't even
know you could come that way. Now it's your turn..."

She looked down at my cock, riding at half-mast, and her
disappointment showed in her young face. "What didn't it turn you
on?"

"It was magic, kitten, but we dirty old men don't recover as fast
as your teenage lover-boys."

"Ugh, don't mention them! Is there anything I could do that might
wake him up?"

"What do YOU think might help?" I asked although, if truth be
told, he was starting to respond to all this attention.

"What? Oh, you mean THAT? Seth wanted me to do that and I
wouldn't, so he tried to make me and it was horrid."

It was forcefully borne in on me that, despite all we'd done
together, Eve was only 13 and I felt, frankly, a bit of a prick
for asking. "You don't have to if you don't want to, love. You
know I wouldn't force you to do anything."

"No, it's all right, I know you want me to, and I want to, I
think. It's just that Seth never seemed to wash and that really
put me off. You smell lovely, though."

"Well, I had a shower while I was waiting for you to arrive. Mind
you, I'd better go and wash the come off him."

She blushed shyly and whispered "That's all right. Yours tastes
all right."

You could have knocked me down with a feather. "How do you know
that, kitten?"

"Well, when you started kissing my breasts, I licked my fingers
where I'd been playing with your stuff on my tummy. It was nice.
You see, I had my fingers in my mouth when I came... Now, lie
back and enjoy."

By this time, the dead had been well and truly raised, but that
didn't deter my brave young Eve."

She turned over to lie on top of me, and then slid down my body.
The sensations, first of her pussy mound against my cock, and
then of her nipples tracking down my chest, belly and thighs were
delightful in themselves, and by the time she stroked her face
against it, my cock was as rigid as it had ever been.

"You'll tell me if I get it wrong, right?" she asked, her warm
breath bringing me nearer ecstasy with every word.

"Yes, dear" I gasped, each word an effort.

There is only one sensation better than a woman's mouth on the
head of one's cock, and that is the mouth of a 13-year-old girl,
giving head for the first time. Eve started by kissing it gently
with closed lips like a greeting from a maiden aunt. With an "Mm"
of relish, she took it between her lips and sucked gently. As my
hips rose to meet her, she opened her mouth wider and used her
tongue as I had taught her when we kissed earlier.

She raised her head slightly and looked at me quizzically, her
expression of innocence rather spoiled by her lips surrounding my
tumid* organ.

* Note to US authors - that's `tumid' not `turgid' - look it up
in a dictionary, guys.

 "That's perfect, love. Just don't stop - I'll tell you when I'm
going to come so you don't get it in your mouth."

She shook her head vigorously, producing even more exquisite
sensations, and got back to the job in hand and, indeed, in
mouth. When she stroked my balls while still sucking and licking
my cock, I knew I couldn't last much longer.

"Look out, kitten, I'm coming!" I gasped. She looked at me again;
she might have nodded, but it was hard to tell with so much going
on. Seconds later, I spurted into her mouth. She shut her eyes,
but took everything I could give her into her sweet young face. I
think I screamed - I do remember coming to and seeing her smiling
at me with my come on her chin.

"I think I got most of it, Adam, but some of it went down my
chin", she grinned, and then rubbed her chin with her hand and
licked it clean.

"You swallowed it all?"

"Yes, wasn't I supposed to? I don't think there was as much as
first time, though. I couldn't have finished all that."

"That was magic, lover", I invited her "Come up here, and I'll
return the compliment."

When we were snuggled together again she murmured "I liked that
too, but what did you mean `return the compliment'?"

"You've never had anyone go down on you?"

"The yobs in Ambridge don't reckon that's cool."

"More fools they; when I've got my breath back, I'll show you how
cool it is."
I'd already tasted Eve's sweet 13-year-old pussy, albeit only off
her fingers, and was looking forward to making a closer
acquaintance with this diminutive bivalve. Since I'd already come
twice, I was in no hurry, and I wanted to teach Eve the pleasures
of taking one's time.

I kissed her gently, stroking her honey-blonde hair. "I'm going
to lie round the other way, so I'll borrow a pillow or two."

"Why's that, Adam?"

"You'll see, lover. I haven't led you wrong so far, have I?"

Knowing her strand of exhibitionism, I had in mind a position
that would allow her to enjoy the sight of her first oral sex in
close-up. I picked up the pillows and turned round so that my
head rested on them at the foot of the bed. As I performed this
manoeuvre she watch with bemused fascination.

"Right, kitten, come and kneel over my face."

Light suddenly dawned; she scuttled down the bed on all fours,
and placed her knees on either side of my chest. Her downy pussy,
lips slightly parted, filled my entranced gaze. As she looked up,
the other half of my plan clicked, and she admired her petite
body in the mirror, now only a yard away.

"Cool, Adam, I see why you turned round, now." With which, she
opened her pussy lips and admired her glistening inner sanctum.
Good as her view was, mine was spectacular; I could see her inner
lips, her opening and the little man in the boat, standing to
attention every bit as proudly as her nipples had earlier.

"Now lower her down on to my mouth, kitten." She gently lowered
herself on to me, slightly missing her target. I got a nose-full
of her perfume, which was nice, but nasal sex is not one of my
talents.

"Slide back an inch", I whispered, placing my hands on her pert
buttocks and coaxing her back until her cunny rested lightly on
my lips.

"Mm, that tickles" she giggled, as she made contact with my
moustache.

"So does your pussy-hair, but I'm not complaining" I mumbled, as
her kitten-fur touched my nose.

"Come on, Adam, stop chatting up my pussy and get on with it."

That was an invitation that I simply couldn't resist. I started
by lightly touching her inner lips with my tongue, provoking a
gasp and a shudder of her bum that I felt through my hands. I
pulled her a little closer and thrust my tongue deeper into her
entrance.

"God, that's lovely. More, please, more!"

I started to imitate the rhythm of intercourse, thrusting in and
out, and guiding her up and down until she got the idea herself.
I could tell by her gasps and by her wetness that she was close
to coming. I pushed her off my face and she moaned "Why did you
stop then, I was nearly there!"

"Ssh. Patience, lover."

I moved her a fraction back and down again and put my tongue to
her sensitive little jewel. She squealed at the touch, and I
withdrew a fraction again. "Do me, please do me - I want to come
NOW!" I licked it again and then took it into my mouth like a
nipple and sucked. "Oh God oh God I'm coming please don't stop
don't stop... ...STOP, oh Christ that's too much, STOP!!"

I sucked her for another couple of seconds while she wailed and
shook, then raised her slightly and kissed her gently on her
cunny-lips. "That was lovely, Adam," she gasped "the best ever -
will it keep getting better?"

"I certainly hope so, Eve. Did you enjoy the view?"

"Mm, yes. I didn't expect to see it so close, but it was great! I
could see your tongue and everything"

"I had a great view, too. Still do, as a matter of fact" I said,
lifting her up slightly to see her still-open lips and her shiny
jewel.

"Do you really think she looks pretty? I always did, but it seems
boys don't appreciate her."

"She's beautiful. Those boys will grow up one day to appreciate
beauty although, in the case of Ambridge yobs, perhaps not. Come
and cuddle with me."

We ended up entwined and at peace, at the opposite end of the bed
from where we'd started. Within minutes, we were both asleep.

To a celestial observer, we would have made an odd couple. A
hairy, bearded, greying fourteen stone six-footer, wrapped around
a 13-year-old five foot girl who could only have weighed seven
stone dripping wet, both as naked as the day we were born. We
were happy, though.

I woke up first and gently kissed Eve awake - "It's ten to four,
love. What time do you have to be back?"

She started up "Damn, I've got to get the half past four train.
If I'm not on that, I'm dead!"

"Don't worry, lover. I'll book a taxi for you while you get
dressed - you'll make it easily."

While I made the necessary phone call, I watched her robing with
a mixture of enjoyment of her beauty and regret at her body
gradually disappearing, like the sun going behind a cloud. When
she'd finished, I dressed myself. I noticed that she watched me
just as greedily, which was nice.

"Will we meet again?" I asked.

"If you'll have me."

"Oh, I'll certainly do that, kitten. When will that be?"

"I can only go `swimming' once a week, I'm afraid; any more would
have Lily wondering. How about the same day next week?"

"Sounds good to me - can you keep in touch by phone?"

"Yes, I've got my own mobile - I'll ring you whenever I can and
let you know what I'm doing. It might be difficult over the
weekend, though, with Mum at home."

"OK, you've got my phone number on my card. When you ring me,
I'll save your number. If I want to chat, I'll text you."

"Fine. I'm just not sure I can wait a week for more of that
lovely sex, though."

"Why don't you ring me next time you're feeling randy and you get
some time on your own?"

"What, like phone sex, you mean?"

"Yes, if you're up for it."

"Sounds cool to me, I'll look forward to it as soon as I can
shake off my little sister."

Just then the doorbell announced the taxi by singing its annoying
tune and it was time for her to go. I kissed her passionately one
more time, handed her the taxi fare and politely escorted her to
the door.

"Goodbye, Eve."

"Goodbye, Mr Aardvark." (Nice touch, that)

And she was gone...

 Chapter 3

I wondered if I'd hear from her again. Even if I never did, she'd
changed my life for ever and for the better.

In fact, apart from a call to say she'd caught her train
successfully, it was three days later, around mid-day on Monday.
I was lying on my bed reading, as I tend to when I've nothing
better to do. The phone rang, disturbing my concentration and I
answered it grumpily "Adam Aardvark here".

My hear leapt when I heard HER voice say "Not pleased to hear
from me then, Adam?"

"Absolutely delighted, Eve, my lover. What kept you so long?" It
was a delight to hear her voice, and a thrill when her tones
reminded me that she was only 13.

"It's the little pest. She won't leave my alone. I haven't told
her anything, but..." there was a slight echo to her voice that
gave me some idea as to where she was.

"Well, if you haven't told her, we should be all right. You don't
keep a diary, I hope?"

"I do, but don't worry, love, you're not in it. My Fridays are
always down as `swimming', whatever I actually do", she reassured
me.

"Talking of `swimming' where are you calling from?" I asked with
a grin. "I heard an echo and the penny, so to speak, dropped".

"Nice one! Not quite right, though, I'm in the changing room at
Peacock's in Penny Hassett. I've picked up a stack of clothes to
pretend to try, so I don't have to hurry things."

"What sort of things?" I teased.

"You know very well what sort of things! Or don't you want me to?
I bet you're already playing with yourself", she taunted.

"Not too far off; I'm lying on my bed with my hand on my jeans.
It feels very pleasant, I may say; and yourself?"

"Dirty sod", she giggled "Mind you, I've still got all my clothes
on, but I'm touching myself through my knickers."

"Sounds good to me but, seeing as how you're in a changing room
and I'm in a bedroom, how about a bit of gratuitous nudity?"

"You what? Oh, right; you sounded like my sister then. Go on
then, Adam; you show me yours and I'll show you mine."

"No sooner said than done. Bear with me a moment, love."

It was the work of seconds to drop the receiver and strip off.
When I picked it up I could still hear the susurrus of her tiny
undergarments being removed. Very frustrating not to see them,
but very, very exciting to the ear.

When the delectable sound stopped I whispered "I'm ready if you
are, kitten."

"I am too", she sighed, "what would you like me to do?"

"Seeing as you're naked in a little room, I think I'd like you to
play with yourself for me. How about starting with your delicate
little boobs?" I suggested.

"Well, I usually go straight for my pussy, but that sounds nice",
she purred "I loved it the other day, so I'll play with my
breasts like this."

Just the thought of her fondling her 13-year-old breasts turned
me on so much that had to slow my right hand to avoid coming too
soon.

"That's lovely, Eve. Now suck your finger and then run it across
your nipple as if it was the head of my cock", I commanded.

"Mm, that's really nice. Your cock's so hard and wet - it feels
so lovely against my nipple. Do you think I could come this way?"
she asked.

"Of course, kitten - I'll teach you when we're alone together.
For now, I want you to rub him against your pussy lips." From our
first meeting, I knew her technique for coming and went along
with it.

"Yes, love, I'm doing it now. It feels so good."

"It feels so good to me, too. I can feel your wet pussy against
my cock." I almost could; I'd stopped stroking and was
desperately trying not to come there and then.

"Now stroke my cock against your love-button. Does that feel
good, too?"

"Oh, yes, Adam, it feels marvellous, I'm nearly there", she
gasped.

"So am I, love; rub yourself harder and come for me now", I told
her through gritted teeth.

"Oh yes, yes, that's sooo nice...", she whimpered "I'm coming -
come with me, please.

"Yes love, I'm there. Oh God, yes!" I cried "Feel me coming all
over your sweet pussy!"

"Yes, Adam, I'll can feel it", she murmured.

"Can you feel my come on your pussy and dripping down your
thighs, Eve?"

"Yes, love, I'm soaking wet - I just wish I could taste it now."

"You'll get your wish soon, my kitten, when we make love next."

For a long moment, the line was silent but for our heavy
breathing as we returned to the `real' world.

"That was amazing, Eve. I never thought it could be so good so
far apart."

"It was lovely for me, too. I just wish I didn't have to keep
quiet. It made me want to scream and shout and sing."

"Next Friday at mine, love. You can make us much noise as you
like there, in my bedroom", I promised.

"Really looking forward to it, lover... I'd better get dressed
now or they'll think I'm being naughty", she laughed.

"Perish the thought, dear! Surely not a good little girl like
you! Don't forget to take the clothes off the hangers and crumple
them a bit so they look like they've been worn."

"It's not the first time... Oh damn, I didn't tell you about the
changing rooms, did I?", she stuttered.

"I think I might have guessed, love."

"Hmm, maybe. Look, I'll ring you again in about five minutes when
I'm out of here. Love you, Adam."

"Love you too, Eve. Speak to you later."

I laid back on the bed, warm and relaxed with love, contentment
and release.

I was dozing peacefully when the phone rang again. "Hello, Adam,
it's me."

"Hello, love, where are you now? Sounds like the open air."

"Yes, I'm in the park. It's nice and quiet here, so we can talk."

"Is it VERY quiet?" I teased.

"If you think I'm doing it on a park bench...", she protested
"oh, you're teasing, aren't you."

"Surely am, love. Sorry", I smiled "Did you enjoy that, though,
kitten?"

"It was brill, Adam. I'm still tingling", she paused... "Mm, that
was nice, too."

"What was that, Eve?"

"I licked my fingers clean. It tasted good."

"I wish I could have tasted it too."

"Next time, lover. You really are turning me into a pervert", she
grinned. "There's a couple more perversions I'd like to learn,
though."

"What are they, love?" I enquired, genuinely interested.

"I want to know how to come by playing with my breasts and... Oh
damn, there's someone coming. So I said to her I thought it might
rain and she said she thought it wouldn't..." She babbled on for
a minute or so, then said "OK she's gone now."

"So what was the other thing, Eve", I asked.

"It sounds a bit silly, now", she hesitated.

"Fire away, Eve. I'm your teacher, after all", I reassured her.

"Yes, of course. Well, when we were playing at you rubbing me
with your thing, I thought you were going to ask me to put my
finger inside me."

"I certainly thought about it, but I wasn't sure you were ready
for it. You're only 13 after all", I truthfully said.

"Thanks for that. I do know you care, love. It's not that I can't
do it - I started doing that when I first played with myself, a
couple of years ago. I had to lick my finger, but I could get it
in and it felt nice", Eve reminisced, "but when I first went with
a boy this year, he just shoved his finger up me, and it hurt. He
laughed at me when I complained and said I'd have to get used to
it because his prick was even bigger (although it wasn't by much)
and shoved two fingers in me. It was really horrid, and it put me
off doing myself that way." She was close to sobbing by now.

"Don't worry, kitten. You know I'll be gentle with you, don't
you", I reassured her, "we'll have plenty of time to sort that
out."

"Will you put your cock in me?" she asked tentatively.

"Only if and when you're ready for it and you want it. There's no
hurry, love" I wished I could hug her now. She sounded as if she
needed it.

"Thanks, Adam, I really appreciate that. I've got to be off home
now, but I'll ring you as soon as I get the chance. Love you."

"Love you too, kitten. Don't let it be too long. Love you too."

I put down the phone and reflected on just how much Eve meant to
me after just one meeting and three phone calls. The only cloud
on the horizon was her little sister, Lily, but there wasn't much
I could do about that.


 Chapter 4

About nine o'clock the next day, Tuesday morning, I was woken
from a luscious dream of Eve by the bedroom phone. I knew it had
to be either her herself or a cold caller. None of my other
friends would dare to ring me at that ungodly hour, knowing the
full frontal grumpiness they'd encounter if they did.

I chirpily said "Hello, Adam Aardvark here", ready to release
both barrels if it turned out to be a salesbeing.

"Hello, Adam, it's me, Eve. I've got great news. Mum's got the
day off and she's taking Lily to Felpersham Market for the day. I
said I had to study at the library, so she let me stay. They'll
be away all day, so I can come over to you if you like."

She was bouncing at the prospect and, insofar as it was possible
for me to bounce at such an hour, so was I.

"Great. What train will you be on? I'll book a cab from
Borchester Central", I offered. "

No need, love. Just tell me what bus to get and I'll find my way.
I've got your card and I'll find my way there."

It struck me that taxis were not an everyday thing for girls from
her background. Something else also struck me. "Are you all right
for the train fare?"

"Well, it is a bit much, twice in a week, but I don't want you
thinking you've bought me", she protested.

"Look, kitten, in the normal way of things I'd be visiting you
half the time. At least let me pay for half your journeys. I'd
hate for us to be apart just because you can't afford the fare.
Like it or not, you're only 13 and not one of the idle rich."

"Ok, Adam, that's fair. You can pay, as long as you don't think
I'm for sale", she agreed.

"Of course I don't, lover. After all, you had no reason to think
I had two pennies to rub together when we first met."

"True, Adam. I thought you were a right scruff when I first saw
you", she giggled.

"Good judgement, love. When can I expect you?"

"Well, I can get the 9:35, so I should be with you about 11", she
calculated.

"Good, I can stay in bed until half ten, then", I yawned.

"You're still in bed? You lazy sod!" A thought struck her. "Don't
you go playing with yourself while you wait for me! I want all
your stuff for myself."

"I won't waste any, kitten, but they do say that a bit of
stroking builds up the supplies for later use", I teased.

"Disgusting! Bleeeugh! Mind you, I want lots and lots when we do
get together, so maybe I'll let you..." she conceded.

"I'll bear that in mind lover. You'd better dash for your train
now."

"Will do, Adam. See you later, love."

"I'll look forward to it. Bye for now, kitten."

In fact, it was about quarter past when Eve arrived. I wasn't as
nervous as last time, because I knew my street was a beast to
find, and I was leaning to trust her.

Actually, I had been stroking myself as I had threatened,
building up my liquid assets in a long and luxurious bath, so I
was pretty horny when the doorbell rang.

If it had been the Jehovah's Witnesses, I would probably have
ravished the more attractive one, particularly after the extra
fifteen minutes. Fortunately it wasn't; even her Dad's bon mot
would have been barely adequate to that situation.

"Come here and be ravished, Eve", I welcomed her, and was almost
as good as my word.

It was every bit as intense and rough as any closing-time snog at
the back of Ambridge's Butcher's Arms.

Eve had her little hand firmly fastened on my crotch and mine
were clutching her pert bum and gripping her lightly clad and
already damp crotch. She pulled her mouth away from mine "Are you
always going to leap on me when I come through that door?"

"I certainly hope so", I affirmed "Do you have a problem with
that?"

"No, Adam, just checking", she smiled "I knew you'd be playing
with yourself here, so I warmed up on the train. Shall we go
upstairs before we burst?"

Without prompting, she led the way and stopped near the top of
the stairs. Short of breath from our exertions, I was a way
behind her. She wiggled her backside and chided me "Come on Adam,
don't keep her waiting."

"Yes, dear", I panted, and grabbed her crotch again. This time,
though, she stayed long enough to be properly (or, indeed,
improperly) fondled. I even inserted a finger in her knickers to
feel her warmth and wetness and her 13-year-old kitten-fur.

"One of these days, I'll get you to lick me here, on the stairs",
she giggled "But now, to bed."

When I got to my bedroom she was lying on the bed fully clothed
but with her skirt raised so I could see her panties.

Oh dear, I haven't described her clothes - how like a man! She
was wearing a short red sleeveless top that showed off her sweet
belly-button, with a bra underneath, a short blue skirt with
skimpy white thong knickers (she'd better not let her Mum see
those), and the same flip-flops as before. Well, they might have
been different. I'm no expert on women's footwear, I'm glad to
say, although I am into their lingerie. As often as possible, in
fact.

I read her intention straight away. "My turn, you mean, kitten?"

She smiled, and slipped her right hand down to her pussy.

I kicked my shoes off, and she did the same. Then, with as much
panache as I could muster, I doffed my T-shirt and flung it away.

She nodded her approval and peeled off her red top revealing a
minimal white bra with transparent straps. After a quick mental
calculation, she removed her skirt as well, and lay back again.
The sight of 13-year-old Eve in her underwear would raise the
dead, and I was still a fair way from that, despite my age.

The next step was more difficult. I defy any man of my age with
my size feet to remove his jeans erotically. The unzipping,
accompanied by the unfastening of Eve's tiny brassiere went well.
The actual removal, tottering on one leg, had Eve nearer to
convulsions of giggling than of ecstasy.

The erotic charge was instantly restored when Eve slowly and
sensuously removed her bra, and cupped her beautiful
grapefruit-sized breasts. When she stroked her diminutive pink
nipples, to make them even tauter than before, my cock threatened
to burst through my underpants ahead of our routine.

Remembering Eve's show last time, I slipped my hand inside and
stroked my cock so that a wet stain appeared where my cock-head
touched the material.

Eve followed suit with her own small fingers inside what there
was of her knickers. I could already smell her delicate aroma,
and thrilled at the knowledge that I would soon taste it on my
tongue.

I put my hands on my pants waist as Eve did the same and we
slowly removed our last garments together and tossed them aside.
We admired each other's bodies for a moment.

I stood naked and firmly erect, the tip of my cock moist with
pre-come.

Eve lay smiling at me, displaying her proud teenage breasts with
their aroused pink nipples and her damp little pussy with its
sparse fringe of light brown fur.

She smiled, and started the last act of our ritual by running her
fingers down to her pussy and opening the lips, displaying her
pink cunny for my delectation and delight, and indeed to hers,
when she glanced in my mirror.

I pulled back my foreskin and leaned over so she could see my
cock-head close up.

I could tell we were both very close to a massive eruption.

"I can't hold out much longer, kitten. I've got to come soon", I
gasped.

"Me too, Adam, Let's do ourselves together" she wailed as her
fingers worked frantically in her crotch and my hand gave my cock
the bashing it demanded.

"Yes, love - where do you want me to come - on your face or your
tits?"

"On my face if you like, but it's got to be soon" she gasped, her
fingers a blur.

As she screamed out her release, I directed my cock at her lovely
young face and let loose all the come I'd been storing up. After
the first shot, she closed her eyes, but there was spurt after
spurt, and she got it everywhere; in her hair, on her forehead,
cheeks, nose and chin.

"Sorry, kitten, I should have given you more warning. I didn't
think there'd be quite so much", I apologised, not without a
certain pride, when I'd snuggled by her and regained the power of
speech.

"That's all right, Adam, my love. I had a lovely come, too", she
murmured "The only problem is my tongue won't reach to lick it
all up."

Eve pretended to pout, then an idea occurred to her. She sat up
in front of the mirror at the foot of my bed to inspect her
come-stained young face. "That looks really naughty, Adam. Do you
think I'm a dirty little girl?" Without waiting for an answer,
she used her finger to transfer as much come as she could reach
to her little tongue. "Mm, nice. I enjoyed that, but you're doing
it straight into my mouth before I leave here today, you know",
she demanded.

"You know you're a dirty little girl and I love you for it. I
will do exactly that, however disagreeable I find it, but we'll
have to play a bit to build up more supplies", I teased.

She snuggled back to me and, after a few kisses, I asked, "How
have things been since I saw you?"

"Not bad, love, thanks to you and that phone call. That night, I
couldn't stop playing with myself, and I came three times. She
was a bit sore in the morning, mind. I just hope Lily didn't
hear. The last one shook me all over. But you didn't want to hear
about my sex life did you?" she said with a huge grin "What about
you?"

"Much the same here, love, except that three times a night is too
much for me now", I admitted "Mostly I've been waiting for you."

"Me too, kitten"; more kissing and snuggling followed, with which
I will not bore you, dear reader.

"Did you try either of the things we talked about, love?" I
eventually enquired.

"No, I thought about it but I decided to wait until you were here
to teach me. I'm hoping that'll be now", she smiled seductively.

"It'll be a pleasure", I promised "Now, what do you want to learn
first? Breasts or cunny?"

"Cunny? Oh, right... ", she giggled "I think that sounds nice,
don't you? Maybe we should start with her."

"Right then, if you're lying comfortably, we'll begin", I
promised "Put your finger in your mouth and get it nice and wet."

"Mmm."

"Right, now stroke your pussy lips with it so they get nice and
wet."

"But they're wet already...", she protested.

"Yes, I know, lover, but they won't be when you play with
yourself next time, will they?"

"Oh right..." , she did as I asked "Mm, `snice."

"Now, put just the tip inside your entrance and let it rest
there."

"Yes, Adam, that feels good."

"It looks good, as well, Eve. Now, bring your left hand down
there and stroke your button with your forefinger until you're
nearly there."

"It wont be long, love, I'm tingling all over", she gasped.

"Now, just before you come, slip your other finger right inside
and rub both fingers up and down", I ordered.

"Yes, Adam, that's lovely - oh yes, YES, YES!!", she screamed "Oh
thank you, thank you, thank you."

Eve lay exhausted but triumphant, with her finger fully inserted
in herself.

"Does she feel good with your finger inside her, now, kitten?" I
enquired.

"Yes, love, thanks ever so", she smiled gratefully "Could you do
two things for me, lover."

"Anything, lover, what would you like me to do?"

"Would you slip your finger up inside, so I know I'm not scared
any more", she asked "and then will you come in my mouth,
please."

"Both will be a pleasure, Eve" I said sincerely "would you like
to wet my finger for me?"

I gave her my finger to suck, and then leaned over her. She
gently removed her finger from its pink sheath, and it was
replaced by my fingertip.

"Is that all right, Eve?" I asked.

"Oh yes, Adam, slip him in all the way, love", she gasped.

How could I refuse? I inserted my digit as gently as I could
while looking at her lovely teenage face. The look of pleasure
convinced me that I was doing it right and, more importantly,
that the 13-year-old had lost the fear instilled by her yobbish
boyfriend.

"That feels so good, Adam. Will you rub him in and out for me?"
she whimpered.

I did as she asked, and noticed that she'd learnt from my lesson.
She stroked her love button with her finger, as mine imitated the
rhythm of sex. She gasped and then her thighs clamped together on
my finger as she came again, this time more quietly but with
every muscle rigid.

"Mm, nice", she giggled, "that was a bit special. I didn't expect
another come. He looks nice in there, doesn't he?" she said,
admiring her pussy in the mirror with my finger fully inserted.
"You can have him back now, if you like."

I gently withdrew my finger and put it to my lips to savour the
aroma and taste of her young pussy. "Now, there was something
else you wanted me to do, was there not?"

"Ooh, yes, please. I want you to come in my mouth" she invited.

"OK, if you'd like to swap ends, like I did the other day..."

"What? Oh yes, right, hang on a minute... "

She took her pillows and lay with her head at the foot of the
bed, in front of the mirror. I knelt over her, knees each side of
her body. As I lowered myself, my cock was right in front of her
face and my balls stroked against her delicate little breasts.

"Is that comfortable, kitten?" I asked.

"Yes, love", she said, and bent her head forward to take the tip
of my cock in her mouth.

"That's good", I murmured "Now stroke my cock with your hand,
gently to start with."

She did as she was bid, and the pleasure was exquisite, as her
hand and her tongue pushed me towards my climax. The view of my
cock disappearing into her young lips, both directly and in the
mirror, soon had me seconds from coming.

"Now, rub harder, love", I gasped "and suck on him to get my
come."

She grunted as far as was possible with my cock in her mouth and
wanked me as hard as she could with her slim fingers, sucking
with all her might.

"Oh God, oh yes, I'm coming", I cried, as I spurted into her
little mouth. Jet after jet of come passed Eve's petite lips,
until I leaned back, gasping. I slipped my glistening cock out of
her mouth as she gulped.

For a moment, I wondered if I'd choked her. Then she gave me that
lovely 13-year-old smile. "Look, Adam, I got it all this time,
see." She pointed at her come-free chin and opened her mouth for
my inspection. "It was delicious - thanks ever so much, love."

"Thank you, too, kitten", I smiled "I quite enjoyed it, too. Let
me snuggle down with you"

And, like last time, we finished cuddled up together at the foot
of the bed, and slept.

This time, I'd remembered to set the alarm radio, and we woke to
Rachmaninov, with plenty of time for Eve's train. We talked of
what we'd done and would do in the future. Eve asked the question
we'd both had on our minds.

"Will we have full sex one day?"

I'd thought about this and had decided "Only when we're both
ready, love. Give it a couple of months until we know each other
better."

"Thanks, Adam. I didn't want to rush into it but I thought, if
you really wanted to..."

"That's all right, Eve kitten, we've got lots of time. No need to
rush. You like what we're doing now?"

"Oh yes, Adam, It's brill. And you'll teach me about the nipple
thing next time?" she enthused.

"The `nipple thing' will be top of the agenda", I promised.

"Great! I'm looking forward to it" she laughed "And now, I
suppose I'd better be off for my train."

"Right, love. Oh, I almost forgot - here's your money for the
train and bus." I handed her a tenner. "You can pay on Friday, if
you're coming."

"Ooh yes, Adam, if you'll have me", she enthused.

"I surely will", I laughed, "I might even teach you about the
`nipple thing' if you're good."

We said our fond goodbyes and, after she'd left, I went back to
bed to sleep off our day's loving with a happy heart and a clear
conscience.


 Chapter 5

She called me two days later, mid-afternoon on Thursday, while I
was working at my computer.

"Hello, Adam, love" she greeted me "I'm sorry I've taken so long
to get back to you. Lily's been even more of a pain than usual;
I'm sure she suspects something."

"Hello, Eve, my little kitten. Lovely to hear from you. So how
did you get the chance to call me?"

"Oh, the little genius is at the public library - probably in the
criminology section, studying surveillance methods. I've actually
got the house to myself for once; and you know what I do when I'm
on my own..."

"Ah, I see what you mean. Give me five minutes to get comfortable
and I'll ring you back."

"Yes, love, I'll do the same. Don't start without me."

"Nor you, either. I'll be with you in five minutes."

It was more like two. I dashed upstairs, stripped off, lay on the
bed and phoned her back.

"You didn't start without me? I'm comfortable now."

"Mm - so I am I - I'm standing naked in front of my bedroom
mirror. And you?"

"I'm lying naked in front of mine and my cock's standing to
attention for you."

"Stroke him for me, love. And I'll do what you want."

We both only had one hand free, but that didn't cramp our style
too much.

"I certainly will, kitten. Mm, that feels nice. Stroke your
little breasts for me, and tweak your nipples with your fingers -
first left, then right." I heard her gasp twice " How does that
look in the mirror?"

"They're standing up nicely now, and they feel really tingly."

"One of these days, I'll get you to come just by playing with
them, Eve. Now, slowly run your hand down your tummy to your
sweet little pussy."

"Yes - ooh - I'm touching her now."

"Open her up with your fingers so I can see your pretty pink
bits."

"That feels so good. I love looking at her. Do you really think
she's pretty?"

"I think she's beautiful, love. Now, wet your finger, slip it
inside, and stroke it in and out, like I taught you."

For a couple of minutes there was silence except for the
occasional grunt of pleasure and a slight slurping noise that I
might have imagined. Much the same was going on at my end...

"Oh yes, yes, that feels so..." she gasped "What the fuck do you
think you're doing?"

I heard the thud as the phone dropped on to something soft.

A younger voice piped up "I might ask you the same thing, but I
can see you're masturbating. I didn't know you did it standing
up."

"Oh hell", I thought, "it's bloody Lily. I hope she's not seen
the mobile." But apparently she hadn't, thank God.

"What bloody business is it of yours, you pest? And what do you
mean by sneaking up on me?"

"I wasn't sneaking. The library was closed `due to staff
sickness' and I got home early. You had your finger in your
vagina and I couldn't resist watching."

Apparently she really did talk like a dictionary...

"You pervert - I suppose you're going to grass me up to Mum?"

"I'm not the one masturbating in front of a mirror" (a strange
echo of my own words) "and of course I won't `grass you up'. I
know you do it every night when you think I'm asleep. I haven't
told Mum yet, have I?"

"What, you hear me doing it? I try to be so quiet. What do you do
when you're listening - play with yourself?"

"I've got very good hearing, and yes, I masturbate with you. You
gave me the idea when you started, a couple of years ago. I
wondered what you were doing at first and then, on a summer's
night, I saw the sheets moving over you and I guessed it. It was
so nice to see you doing it, just now."

"You do it with me and you like watching me?" asked Eve, in a
slightly softer tone (I wondered if she'd picked up the same
echo) "isn't that incest?"

"No, silly, that's with boys. I think you've got a lovely body; I
hope mine will be like that one day. I watch you undress every
chance I get. I really enjoyed watching you masturbate - we could
watch each other if you like..."

"You w-want us to masturbate together..." stuttered Eve.

"Ooh, yes please" giggled Lily, and there was an unmistakable
rustle of clothing "see, we're both naked now. Show me how you do
it and I'll show you how I do it. Go on, put your finger back in
your vagina and I'll do the same."

"Well - all right. There you are, does that satisfy you?" She
still sounded angry but also very aroused "can you get a finger
in? I'm not sure I could at your age."

"I can if I suck it so it gets wet it like this, I can get it in
- see? Ooh, it's so tight, but it fits so neatly and feels so
good."

"Now masturbate with your finger and I'll do the same. Does that
feel good?"

I began to suspect that Lily had seen the phone, after all, and
guessed that the line was still open. If so, she was every bit as
much an exhibitionist as her older sister. I could hear Eve's
gasps, overlaid by her sister's higher notes.

"Yes, Lily, it's really good." whispered Eve after a minute or so
"And for you, too?"

"It's amazing - I've never done it standing up. I can see why you
like it so much, now. Is there anything else you do?"

"Yes, I stroke my breasts and tweak my nipples, like this."

"My breasts are really tiny, but my nipples feel good when I
caress them, see? What else do you do?"

"Yes, I rub my little button and it makes me tingle all over."

"Your clitoris... Show me" I heard a familiar gasp from Eve, as
Lily continued "That looks so sexy, Eve; Let me try. Am I doing
it right?"

"Oh yes, yes" gasped Eve. I could tell she was on the edge of
orgasm "I'm nearly there."

"Hold on for me - I'm not far off - I'm rubbing as quick as I
can."

"Ooh, oh God YES!" Eve uttered the cries I'd come to know and
love "I'm coming!!"

Seconds later, Lily whimpered in ecstasy "Oh yes, that's sooo
good, I'm there yessss..."

"I had a lovely come, little sister. Was it good for you?"

"Best orgasm ever, big sister. By the way, who were you talking
to on the phone? Is he still listening?"

Good questions really... I wondered how we were ever going to
sort this one out.

So where were we? Eve's little sister had persuaded her into a
session of mutual exhibitionism (a phrase the little bookworm
would love) in the knowledge that Eve' partner was listening via
her mobile phone. My ghast was totally flabbered not least
because, from the wetness on my hand and my bed, I concluded that
I'd come with them without thinking. That sort of thing hadn't
happened to me since I was Eve's age!

When Lily spoke next, surprise was not enough, and I was forced
to resort to astonishment. "Well, Eve, aren't you going to
introduce me to him - or her?"

"It's a him, thank you very much" growled Eve, her voice getting
louder as she picked up the phone.

"Did you hear that, Adam?"

"I did."

"All of it?"

"Indeed - I listened breathlessly."

"I bet you did! Do you want to be introduced to the little pest?"
she asked ungraciously.

"That's no way to talk about your sister - or to someone you've
just had sex with", I teased.

"I did NOT... well I suppose I did, sort of. Anyway, do you want
to talk to her?"

"Hmm - sounds like Bill Clinton to me", I joked. "Yes put her on,
love, but stay close to the phone so we call all talk together."

"Hello, Adam", said Lily tentatively.

"Hello, Lily. Nice to meet you." I thought a formal greeting was
best for a naked 11- year-old with whom I'd just had phone sex,
if only at second hand.

"Are you Eve's boyfriend?" she asked.

"I am, although I'm not sure it's really your business", I said,
more sternly than I felt.

"Don't be like that, Adam, please", she pleaded "I really don't
want to be a nuisance. It's just that I've always enjoyed looking
at Eve's body, and when I saw her masturbating in front of the
mirror, I couldn't stop myself. I really don't want to come
between you."

The thought that flashed through my mind clearly hadn't occurred
to her, and Eve kept silent. Mind you, I was sure by now that she
would never say `come' when she meant `climax'.

I accepted her apology graciously "That's all right, Lily. You're
not looking to steal me from Eve, then?"

"Oh no, Adam, I wouldn't do that. Anyway, I don't fancy boys. I
think I'm a lesbian, anyway", she admitted.

"Well thank you for that, anyway. I hope you're not trying to
steal me from Adam, either", Eve butted in crossly.

"Easy, Eve, love" I calmed her. This was going to be delicate
enough without Eve losing it.

I was intrigued that Lily hadn't twigged that, at my age, I
wasn't exactly a `boy'. Mind you, it was only a mobile and they
do speak a bit rough in the Forest, even at 13.

"So, you'll let us be together from now on, Lily?"

"Oh yes, Eve only has to ask, and I'll leave you to it. It was
just that I knew something was going on and she wouldn't tell me
what. Now I know, I'll stop prying", she promised.

"Well that's something, I suppose", grumbled Eve.

"There's just one thing I'd like to ask, Eve", Lily added.

"I thought there might be. What is it?"

"When you masturbate at night, can I do it as well?" Lily asked
tentatively, with no trace of the commanding tone of a few
minutes earlier. Even a mouse can be fierce when it's aroused,
but it quickly goes back to being a mouse.

"I thought you did, anyway", Eve deliberately misunderstood.

"No, I mean we don't have to keep quiet now we know we're both
doing it. It would be really nice if we could let ourselves go
when we climaxed."

I awarded myself a gold star for my previous observation, and
pointed out "You did say that you hated trying to be quiet, Eve".

"Don't see that's any of your... Oh, all right, Lily. Adam's
quite right, it would be nice to make a bit more noise", Eve
conceded.

"Ooh, thank you, Eve. That's how I knew something was going on -
you masturbated three times one night and I got sore trying to
keep up. I'd already done it once before that night", she
confessed.

"Mind you, we'll have to keep it down a bit", Eve warned, "We
don't want Mum to catch on."

"Oh, that's all right. She'll be watching Big Brother, and we
won't make more noise than the idiots in that house." I was
beginning to warm to Lily.

"Is that all right with you, Eve, love?" I asked "It seems quite
fair to me, but it's not my decision."

"Yes, OK, it's fine with me. I expect I'll quite enjoy it. And
Adam and me can have our privacy?" Eve checked.

"I promise, Eve, really I do." Lily assented "and you can make as
many `swimming' trips as you like and I wont tell Mum."

The quotation marks were obvious in her voice, and Eve showed her
surprise "You knew about the `swimming', Lily?"

"Of course. If you share a bedroom with someone who's been in a
swimming bath, you can smell the chlorine, can't you?" I could
see why Eve called her sister `little Sherlock'.

"Yes, I suppose so", admitted Eve.

"So you've been seeing Adam for two years", Sherlock deduced,
wrongly as it happened.

Before Eve could dig a hole for herself by revealing what she
really did when she went `swimming' in such non-aquatic venues as
shop changing rooms, I butted in "Now, Lily, you promised not to
pry. I'm sure we can trust you."

"Yes, Adam, Sorry, Eve. It's your affair and I'll stay out of
it", Lily apologised.

"Thank you, Lily", said Eve, rather less graciously than she
might have. I suspect she was still embarrassed at what her
sister had persuaded her to do in the hearing of her lover.

"That's settled, then, ladies. Now, Lily I know it's none of my
business and tell me to mind my own if you want, but I was a bit
surprised when you said you're a lesbian. You're very young to be
so sure." I ventured. I could hear Eve thinking, "What's he up to
now" but hoped she'd trust me.

"Well, Adam, I've always liked watching Eve when she's undressed
and I like looking at myself in the mirror and masturbating. I
suppose I'm a lesbian voyeur..." She really had swallowed that
dictionary.

"And an incestuous exhibitionist as well, from what I've heard",
I teased, just to show I had a fair vocabulary as well "It's
pretty common for siblings to compare their bodies. Is that all
that makes you think you might be a lesbian?"

"It's not just looking, watching Eve makes my feel really
aroused, and then there's this girl at netball..." She halted,
embarrassed at last.

"It's OK, go on, you can tell me", I encouraged, in a tone that
Eve would recognise. I hoped she had the sense to keep quiet and
she didn't disappoint me.

"Well, when we change after netball practice, I like to look at
her and I think she likes to look at me, but I'm not really sure.
I daren't ask because if I`m wrong everyone will call my a
`lezzie' and it'll be horrid." Lily was asking for help, even if
she didn't know it.

"I might be able to help, if you'd like", I offered "If there's
one thing a boy learns eventually, it's how to find out if a girl
fancies him without getting slapped if she doesn't."

"Yes, please, that's what I really need." Lily sounded eager to
learn.

"Well, I take it you both dress slowly, so you're usually among
the last out?" I suggested.

"Yes, we are, but how do you know?" She was clearly impressed.

"If you fancy each other, you'll want to spend time together
half-dressed", I predicted "Now, how about getting your shoelaces
tangled and asking her to help you. It'll make sure you're last
out and it'll get you closer together."

"Hmm. I see that, but what do I do then?" she asked, hanging on
my every word.

"Well, you can put your hands on her bare shoulders for balance
when she kneels down. You should be able to judge her response
from that. After that, it's up to you - and to her." I wasn't
going to give her a step-by-step guide to lesbian seduction,
basically because I didn't have one, not being in the business
myself, so to speak.

"Thanks ever so, Adam, that was really helpful", Lily bubbled
"I'll give it a try."

"My pleasure, Lily. Now, if you'll let me have a private word
with Eve..."

"Yes, thanks again, Adam, bye!"

I heard the rustle of clothes being picked up off the floor and a
door shut, rather theatrically, as Lily left the room. I had the
impression that her entrances and exits were usually rather more
silent than that.

"OK, Adam, I kept quiet through all that. What on Earth was it
all about?" she enquired angrily.

"First, thanks very, very much for trusting me, Eve."

I was totally sincere. She could have blown the whole thing by
butting in.

"It's simple and brilliant, if I may say so", I began.

Eve snorted.

"Our main problems are Lily getting too inquisitive about us and
too interested in you, right, love?" I clarified.

"Yes, that's true, but I still don't see..." she said, more
puzzled than angry now. Then light dawned "Oh, right. If she's
chasing her little lezzie friend, she won't be bothering us."

"Dead right. Furthermore, if she succeeds and, listening to what
she said, I wouldn't be surprised, then we have as much on her as
she has on us. She can't grass on us without you spilling the
beans on her lesbian lover", I explained.

"That's almost too clever. I'm not sure I can trust a man who
could cook up a scheme like that." Harsh words, but I could hear
the humour, mixed with admiration, in her voice.

"Not even if that man is your lover, who you can see when ever
you like because he's just negotiated a truce with your sister?"
I teased.

"All right, love. It was very clever and I do trust you", she
agreed "Can I talk about us to Lily? It would be nice to talk
about us to someone."

"Of course, kitten. As long as you keep my age out of it. Just be
vague if she asks. She'll want to talk about her affair, too, so
it'll bring you together."

"I wonder if she will make it with her friend. Do you want to
tell me if she does?"

"Yes and yes", I agreed "Lily's bright and determined and it
sounds like this girl fancies her too. You can tell me about it
when we're snuggled together."

"All right, but you'll have to make love to me twice as often so
I don't get jealous", she demanded "It's just occurred to me that
Lily will want us out of the way too, so she can get it together
with her friend here."

"Yes. That had occurred to me and probably to Lily too", I said
smugly.

"Clever so-and-so's, aren't you? Still, I love you both", she
admitted.

BEEP

"Damn, that's my mobile running out. I'll ring you later to chat
and work out when I'll see you next. Love you, Adam."

"Love you too, Eve. Bye."

BEEP BEEP BEEP

And that was the end of the strangest telephone conversation of
my life. I just hoped that the recently-signed Sexual Activity
Limitation Treaty held together. A lot depended on the success of
Lily's romantic plans.

Eve rang back at about four o'clock. "Hello, Adam, love. How goes
it?"

"Much better for hearing your voice, lover. You happy too?"

"Yes, lover. I've been talking to Lily and she's promised to be
out from twelve to two Monday afternoon"

"That's good of her. You'll give me a ring then?" I suggested.

"Ooh, yes please" she giggled

"Going to the library?"

"No, She's got netball practice. She wants me out of the house
from two to four though."

"I think I can guess why", I laughed "Hope it works out for her.
We'll keep our fingers crossed."

"Do you think we can do our lessons tomorrow with crossed
fingers", she giggled.

"No, love", I teased "that's part of the advanced course. You
won't be ready for that for at least a year. After all, you're
only 13."

"Doesn't seem to put you off, you dirty old man" she said, but I
could hear the smile in her voice.

"And you're a dirty little girl", I laughed "but I love you just
the same.

"Can your dirty little girl come `swimming' tomorrow?"

"You surely can, if want to meet a dirty old man who loves you."

"Love you too, Adam", she whispered "Mum'll be home soon, so I'll
hang up now. I'll see you about eleven tomorrow. Bye until then,
my love."

Well, it looked as if the first day under the new arrangements
was set up. Whether it would work out, time would tell.


 Chapter 6

Sure enough, Eve arrived at my front door the next day, Friday,
on the dot of eleven. She was wearing a black T-shirt, short
enough to show a tantalising hint of midriff, with tiny sleeves
and a denim micro-skirt with frayed hem, in classic 60's style.
As they say in these parts, it did stir I up something terrible.

"Come in, Eve darling. You know you're dressed just like the
girls I fancied when I was your age?"

"Do you like it, Adam? I guess it's what they call `retro'."

"Come here and find out, lover. Prepare to be hugged."

We held each other tight in the front hall and kissed
passionately. When we came up for air, I had my hand in Eve's
panties, cradling her lovely little pussy, and she had my jeans
unzipped and her hand encircling my cock.

"Hello, Adam, how are you doing?", she asked politely.

"Very well, thank you, Eve." I responded equally politely "I
trust you slept well?"

"Eventually, thanks to Lily keeping me awake", she giggled.

"How was that, Eve", although I could have made a pretty accurate
guess. I could hear that she was dying to tell me. "Tell me about
it, kitten."

"Well, I was watching telly with Mum after Lily went to bed, but
I couldn't concentrate for thinking about Lily playing with
herself. By the time I went up to bed, I was really turned on.

"As soon as I went into the bedroom, I could tell that she was
waiting for me, but she didn't say anything. For once, I switched
the light on as I came in and undressed. I knew Lily was watching
me and I really enjoyed it. I even turned to her and showed
myself off when I was naked, and I didn't put on my nightie.

"When I got into bed and went to switch off the light, Lily
whispered `No, Eve, leave it on, and pull pack the covers.' She
pulled back her covers to show that she was nude, too.
`Masturbate yourself and I'll do the same - no, not like that,
stick your finger in your vagina and I'll do the same.'

"Adam, it was marvellous! We matched each other stroke for stroke
and we came together. Then we opened up our pussies to show how
wet we were. We were so turned on, we did it again. I was almost
tempted to go for a third time, but  Lily said three orgasms a
night was enough for an 11-year-old.  She told me she'd already
brought herself off while she was waiting for me."

Retelling all this had excited Eve to the point that her cunny
was soaking wet under my fingers, and I was rock-hard in her
little hand.

"Eve, you said you wanted to me to lick you on the stairs?" I
gasped.

"Yes, love."

"Well, today's the day. Get those panties off and sit on the top
step with your legs apart!" I ordered.

"Yes, master. To hear is to obey", she giggled "but don't be too
long or I might catch a cold in my pussy."

She flounced past me and I heard the patter of tiny feet as she
mounted the stairs. By the time I'd got to the foot of the
stairs, she was sitting at the top, with her lacy knickers curled
up on the step below.  She sat with her skirt lifted, thighs open
and knees raised, giving me a delightful view of her pink cunny.
She smiled invitingly with both mouths, with perhaps a hint of
shyness on her face.

I knelt below her, and put my tongue to her nether lips and
licked gently. She gasped, and I bent forward a little further so
that I could press my tongue against her entrance. She pushed
back at me, and my tongue entered her delicious wetness.

Eve rested her hand on the back of my head to add a little more
pressure as I flicked my tongue in and out. After a dozen or so
strokes, she pushed me back slightly and whispered "Lick my
button, darling, I'm nearly there."

I did as she requested, then took it between my lips as she
pushed me into her pussy. In a matter of moments, she squealed
out "I'm coming... OH GOD... I'm coming!" I kept sucking as hard
as I could, despite her pleas for me to stop, until she literally
pulled me off her by my hair. When she regained her breath she
murmured "Lovely, Adam, really lovely. Let me do you now,
please."

"OK, Eve. I'll stand on the top step, and you kneel down on the
step below."

Eve had rearranged her beautiful limbs before I'd reached the top
step and I realised with a pang that I'd never again be as lithe
and mobile as this girl of 13. "Now, take the rest of your things
off," I demanded "and stroke your breasts for me."

She knelt there below me, naked and lovely, with her diminutive
pink nipples standing to attention, and I stood above her, fully
dressed except for my erect cock sticking out of my jeans. She
kissed the tip but said, "No, love. Drop your jeans and
underpants so I can see your balls and everything."

How could I refuse her? I did as she asked; while I did so, she
stroked her sweet little breasts, then took my cock back between
her lips and stroked it with her hand. After everything I'd felt,
heard and seen in the last few minutes, I was on the edge of
coming, and she recognised my agonised gasps. She moved her head
back and cooed to my cock "Come on, love, come all over my face
and my tits", as she wanked me with her right hand and stroked my
balls with the other.

"Yes, love - Oh YES YES YES, I'm coming on your pretty young
face" I shouted as spurts of come splashed into her face, just
inches away, and dripped off her chin down onto her breasts. "Oh
God, that was lovely."

"I loved it too"; she grinned and then put her mouth to my cock
to collect any semen that might still be lurking there. She
looked up and asked, in fake innocence "If I rub it into my
breasts, will they get bigger?"

"Don't know, kitten", I smiled "But I think we might both enjoy
you trying."

"Mm, it's nice. If they were bigger, I could lick your come off
them", she muttered, cleaning that substance off her chin and
licking her fingers. "Maybe they'll get bigger when I learn to
come by doing the `nipple thing'", she asked, mock-seriously
"Shall we go to bed and try?"

So we did. I stripped off the rest of my clothes and we lay there
naked.

I put my left arm around Eve's neck and looked over at her.
"Right, the first thing you need is to wet your fingers", I
advised "Normally, I'd suggest licking them, but seeing as you've
got my come on your breasts and your pussy is dripping wet, why
don't you use your initiative?"

She did, wetting the finger and thumb of her left hand with my
come and those of the right with her own sweet juices.

"What now, teacher?" she asked coyly.

"Tweak your nipples gently to make them stand up", I commanded.

"Mm, nice", she murmured.

Her tiny pink nipples stood up on her handful-sized tits, and I
had a struggle to continue my lesson rather than to leap on her.

"Now do it a bit harder, so it almost hurts."

"Ooh, that tingles", she gasped, "I can feel it go right through
me." Her knees came up as the sensation moved down her body.

"Now, gently twist them between your fingers as if you were
winding a watch", I ordered.

"Mm, that's really nice, Adam. I can feel it coming...", she
gasped. Her legs were thrashing about beside me.

"Now, speed it up a little, and mix it with the occasional
pinch." I was near bursting, myself, as her breathing became
heavier and more ragged.

"Ooh yes YES oh God that's good AAARRGGGGHHH!", she screamed, and
brought her knees up to her chin. As her breathing slowly
returned to normal, she uncoiled, first lying back with her legs
apart, then rolling over on top of me to embrace me.

"That was lovely, just like when you did it to me that way", she
cooed "It was different to touching my pussy, sort of sharper,
like, you know what I mean?"

"Not personally, Eve love, but you sounded different", I
confessed "I can see that you liked it."

"Loved it, Adam. I won't always do it that way, but there's a
special buzz, and it'll be useful when, well, you know...", she
blushed, and I was again reminded that she was only 13.

"True, kitten, and with a bit of stealth you should be able to
get away with it when you can't be as private as you might like",
I suggested.

"Mm", she said, and I could see her fertile young brain working
out the possibilities. I wondered if libraries might be added to
shop toilets and changing rooms, and whether she could restrain
herself enough to comply with the mandatory SILENCE notices.

"Of course, you didn't get to taste yourself that way", I teased.

"I'm sure I'll find a way", she giggled.

We hugged each other, enjoying each other's closeness. After a
while, she rolled on to her back beside me and, more seriously,
said, "Adam, I think I'm ready now. I know I'm too young to do it
with my fingers crossed `cos that's advanced sex, but I think I'm
ready to go all the way with you now."

I was genuinely surprised. "Are you sure, kitten? It's a big
step, and I wouldn't want to push you into anything."

"Yes, lover, I want you to be my first", she whispered.

"But I, I thought, Seth...", I stuttered.

"No, he didn't. He shoved his fingers up me but then he came all
over my clothes before he could stick it in me. Of course it was
my fault, he said. That was part of the argument on the platform
before we first met. He told me I was a frigid bitch who needed
breaking in. I'm not frigid, am I Adam?"

I looked meaningfully at her lying naked on the bed, where she
had just come tumultuously beside me, and smiled at her. It took
a moment but the thought made her smile as well. "So, will you,
Adam, please?"

"I'd love to, Eve", I admitted "but I don't have any condoms. I
mean, I've had the operation, so we don't have to worry about
pregnancy, but I guess you've been taught about `safe sex'."

"Look, love, I'm a virgin, sort of, and I've never done drugs,
and I think you're clean too, aren't you?" she pleaded.

"I wasn't worried about catching anything from you, kitten. Mind
you, I've never jacked up, it's more years than I care to think
about since I had sex with a partner, and even longer since I had
unprotected sex. Fact is, I'd pretty well given up on anything
other than my own right hand." I didn't mean to sound pathetic,
but I'm afraid I did.

Eve rolled back on to of me. "Poor frustrated Adam, it's about
time you did have sex, then. Please make love to me, darling."

It is not easy to resist such a plea from a beautiful
13-year-old, especially when lying naked under her with a rigid
erection pressing against her lovely belly. "All right, kitten,
there's nothing I'd rather do", I conceded, stroking her tiny
buttocks with my large hands "You can go on top, I'll be as
gentle as I can, and I'll stop whenever you want."

"Not too gentle", Eve murmured, moving up my body so her pussy
rubbed against my erection and her diminutive breasts rubbed
against my chest "I've been thinking about this for days, but I
wasn't sure I was ready. When you taught me how to use my finger
in my pussy and then you put your finger in her so gently, I knew
you would be the one for me."

"OK, Eve love, but it's bigger than my finger, you know", I
warned.

"I know, Adam, after all, I've had both of them in my mouth", she
giggled.

"True, love, it's not something I'm ever likely to forget. Now,
kneel over me with your legs apart." For better or worse, we'd
made the crucial decision.

"Yes, love." Eve did as she was bid, with her pussy positioned
over my very erect cock.

"Now, stroke yourself to be sure you're good and wet and I'll get
him wet as well." I made to lick my fingers.

"No, can I do that for you, Adam?", she asked. She moved back up
the bed, took him in her mouth and thoroughly moistened him. Then
she moved back over me and worked on her pussy for a few moments.
This done, she opened her lips with her fingers and showed me her
little cunny, pink and glistening, surrounded by its scattering
of light brown hair.

"Does she look wet enough now, lover", she enquired.

"Perfect, kitten. I'm going to slip my finger in now, like we did
before." I gave her my index finger to lick and then gently
slipped it into her cunny. It went in smoothly to a sigh of
appreciation.

"You're really sure now, love", I asked.

"If you ask me one more time, I'm going to jump on him! Yes,
please, put him in, please love", she moaned.

I took him in my hand and inserted just the head, pulling Eve
down to me as I did so. "Now, lower yourself down on to him,
kitten", I whispered.

"Yes, Adam... Ooh, it's tight...". She wiggled a bit as she
pushed him into her inner recesses. "Yes, I think I've got him
in", she gasped.

Rather to my surprise, she had. The 13-year-old had taken the
whole of my adult cock into herself. It felt tight and wet and
unbelievably good. If I hadn't come a few minutes before, I would
have done so there and then. As to how it looked, my descriptive
powers are limited, but I will do my best. My beautiful young Eve
sat up on me, with a beatific smile, her proud teenage breasts
with their delicious pink nipples nicely within my reach, her
lovely legs astride me, and with her delicate pussy spread open
by my swollen cock.

"Adam, love, don't we look good," she smiled down at me "I'm
ready now, shall we get started?"

"You look gorgeous, kitten. Now, love, raise yourself up and down
and stroke him with your cunny", I murmured.

"Yes, love... Oh, that's good." The first couple of strokes were
hesitant, but she soon got into the ancient rhythm. As she did, I
raised my hands to fondle her breasts. We were both gasping as
she bounced on my cock and the bed creaked underneath us. When we
were nearly there, she was a little too enthusiastic on the up
stroke and he popped out. With a groan of disappointment, she
stuffed him back into herself, with all the deftness of an
experienced woman. It appears that some things really are
instinctive. Within a few more strokes, we were coming.

Eve came first, her voice rising from a gasp to a scream "Oh yes,
that's good... OH YES YES, fill me up, Adam, love!" I did as she
demanded, shouting out my climax as my come spurted into her
teenage cunny. I let her bounce on me for as long as I could
stand it, then held her bum down to stop her as the stimulation
of my cock became painful.

"Did you enjoy your first time, Eve?" I asked, politely, but
perhaps superfluously.

"It was brill, Adam"; she enthused "best come ever. She feels so
full of you."

"Magic here, too, kitten" I affirmed "She doesn't hurt? We were a
bit rough towards the end."

"Mm. A bit. Don't care. It was well worth it" she grinned "Can we
do it again?"

"Well not just right now, kitten. Not at my age..." My cock was
beginning to go down and, as I spoke, he slipped out of Eve's
cunny, eliciting a small "Ooh" of disappointment.

Realising I might have taken her seriously, she laid down on me
and whispered in my ear "I love you, Adam. That was really
wonderful; I'm sorry I teased you."

We kissed in that delightfully relaxed way of lovers after
climax, holding on to each other with as much affection as
passion.

"We will do it again though, Adam, next time I come over, won't
we? You can go on top if you like."

"Of course, Eve, kitten. It was the best ever for me too. I'm
already looking forward to next time", I promised.

"Mm, nice. I couldn't really do it again now. She really is a bit
sore, but your stuff is nice and soothing inside, though."

"A pleasure to be of service", I grinned "Do you fancy a bit of a
sleep now?"

"Yes, love, cuddle me."

We slept for an hour or so, wrapped in each other's arms. I
dreamed of Eve and, when the alarm woke us, she really was there,
which was rather more than nice. We held each other a little
longer, too satisfied for further passion.

We watched each other dress, one of the minor aprés-sex
pleasures, and we went downstairs.

Before Eve went, I took her into the utility room and invited her
to douse her swimming things in a weak solution of chlorine
bleach to give them that authentic swimming-pool aroma. I figured
that if Lily was smart enough to work out Eve's deception, so
might their mother be. This became a regular ritual.

"I'll ring you mid-day Monday definitely", Eve promised "Mum's
all over us with `quality time' at the weekend, so I may not be
able to call."

"Probably feels guilty about being away at work all week", I
guessed "Nice to see she cares, really."

"True, love, but a bit of a pain when I want to talk to you. Must
be off to catch my train now. Love you, Adam."

"Love you, Eve."

One last brief kiss, and she was gone.


 Chapter 7

As it was, Eve didn't get the chance to ring me until Monday,
other than a text to confirm that she'd got home safely. There's
this curious system where, if you send a text to a land phone, an
anonymous recorded voice reads it out to you. Very strange to
hear 13-year-old Eve's words read by a mature and soulless
female!

I had prepared well for Eve's call. I was lying naked on my bed,
cock at the ready. It was beginning to occur to me that she was a
responsible and reliable young lady, qualities that I value
rather more highly than one might expect of an ageing hippie.
Sure enough, at a couple of minutes past noon, the phone rang.

"Adam Aardvark here. How may I be of assistance?", I answered it
formally.

"Not expecting me then, lover", Eve giggled.

"Well, I could have said `Get your knickers off, my underage
sex-kitten', but then, it might have been a double-glazing
salesperson." I teased.

"Could have been in there, love."

"No, dear, I'm quite happy with 13-year-old schoolgirls, but I
draw the line at salespersons." I said firmly "Anyway, I have
this strange feeling that you're not wearing knickers at the
moment."

"How did you guess? It must be your X-ray vision. Mine tells me
that you're lying naked on the bed playing with yourself."

"That's funny; I reckon you're doing exactly the same", I guessed
"Would I be right?"

"How did you guess, love?", she laughed "Actually, you are very
clever, because I've moved the dressing-table so I can see myself
in the mirror when I lie on the bed. I can do that sort of thing
now Lily's in the know."

"Not standing up when you play with yourself?", I teased "You
must be getting lazy in your old age."

"I'll stand up if you like, love", she offered, taking me
seriously. I sometimes forgot how young Eve was, although not
when I could see her delectable self.

"Sorry, kitten, just teasing. Talking of Lily, I hope you wished
her luck for today."

I could hear a moment's hesitation, then a rather small voice
said "Well, actually, Adam, I did a little more than that..."

"Do tell, love, I'm all ears." Actually, I was mostly cock, as
far as sensation went, but it was a white lie.

"Well, we've been watching each other play with ourselves every
night, and it's been really exciting." She hesitated. "You're not
jealous about that, are you love?"

"Not at all, Eve, in fact it rather turns me on." It was true. I
was keeping my hand off my cock, to stay in control.

"Hmm... Thing is, we went a bit further today..."

"How was that, kitten?" I encouraged.

"Well, Lily's really nervous about this little friend of hers,
see. She liked your idea but she wanted us to try it out..."

"Sounds sensible to me. So how did you do that?" I could see that
this story would have to be coaxed out of Eve.

"Well, she wanted me to pretend to be Ruth and try out your idea.
When Mum went out, we took off most of our clothes, so it would
be like the changing room. Then Lily pretended to have her
shoelace tangled and I bent down to help."

That was one hell of an image; I imagined Eve in bra and panties
bending down to a micro-Eve dressed the same. Never having seen
Lily, I had to use my imagination, but that seemed to be working
quite adequately.

"That's what I suggested, love. So what `little more' happened?"
I probed.

"Well, you won't be cross, will you Adam?"

I was tempted to tell her I would be if she didn't get to the
point and stop beating about the bush, but I've learnt better in
my long experience of women. Anyway, I had a feeling that there
would be a fair amount of `beating about the bush' in this
conversation. "Of course not, kitten, tell me what happened, if
you want to."

"Well, I was bent down in front of Lily and she put her hands on
my shoulders like you said and it felt really nice. You see, we'd
been watching each other play for days and we'd been keeping our
hands to ourselves..." She hesitated again.

"Yes, love, go on." I urged.

"Well, I started wiggling a bit and I raised my head and it
brushed against the front of Lily's knickers. I could feel her
pussy against my forehead, and I cold smell her and the next
thing I knew I was kissing it through her knickers. I said I was
sorry, `cos I got carried away and Lily said that was all right,
that's what lesbians do. She said it was called cunnilingus and
she had to learn it so that Ruth didn't think she was ignorant. I
can't see how she'd learn much by me doing it to her but I didn't
think of that at the time", she mused.

"Perfectly true, but who does think of things at the time?", I
consoled her "So did you go on?"

"Yes, she slipped her knickers off and I did what you did to me,
although it was a bit awkward kneeling down, `cos she's smaller
than me."

"Was it good?", I asked breathlessly.

"Mm. I had my tongue in her pussy and she tasted like me, only
sweeter, if you know what I mean. My neck had a bit of a crick,
but it was very exciting, and it didn't take very long. I could
tell she was near to coming when she wriggled so much I had to
hold her still by her bum. She was very noisy when she came and I
was very turned on myself." I could hear the excitement in her
voice as she reminisced. It sounded like Eve's pussy was getting
in on the act.

"So she didn't get to practice  `cunnilingus' after all." I
suggested, very tongue in cheek.

"Well, yes, she did, actually, Adam. She said she really needed
to practice and asked me to lie down and tell her what to do. I
thought it was only fair and I was really wet and ready anyway. I
took my bra and knickers off and laid down. She was going to
start on my pussy, but I said it was polite to start with my
breasts."

"Nice to see you're teaching her manners", I intervened.

"Well, if you're going to take the piss...", she snorted.

"No, love, believe me I'm not. It's surprisingly important in
love-making."

"OK sorry, I s'pose you're right, She kissed my breasts and
sucked my nipples. I was trying to hold on so she could learn her
`cunnilingus', but she bit my nipple I came there and then."

"Good?"

"Wonderful, Adam. She was a bit disappointed but I hugged her and
told her to wait just a minute. Then I opened my legs and she
knelt between them. I told her how to lick my lips and work her
tongue inside my cunny, and then I told her to lick my button.
I'm sure she was thinking of the Latin words, in fact I'll swear
I felt her lips form the word `clitoris' before she licked it.
Then I had the most amazing second come and, when I came to,
there was my little sister's face squashed between my thighs. Her
eyes were smiling, though."

"Was she grateful for her lesson?"

"Yes, love. We kissed for ages and we could taste our pussies on
each other's lips. She said, if Ruth was as good at cunnilingus
as I was, she'd be a happy girl and she hoped she could make Ruth
come like I did.

"I wonder how her and Ruth are getting on now?", I speculated.

"Mm, I wonder if they're touching each other's pussies like I'm
touching mine now", she giggled.

"Or like I'm touching my cock? Oh, yes, here it comes!" I
ejaculated.

"You beast, you've left me behind, oh, no, you haven't... It's
here OOH YEEESSS!!!", she gasped.

After we'd chilled out a bit, Eve became more serious.

"Am I really naughty to enjoy sex with my little sister, Adam?",
she enquired nervously.

"Well, if you are, so was I at your age", I confessed.

"How do you mean, Adam?"

"When I was your age, I had a little sister about the same age as
Lily. When we were younger, we'd bathed together, but that had
stopped about a year before. Of course, we'd examined each other
and played about in the bath, as children do. I expect you and
Lily did the same..."

"We did, but there's not so much to learn when you're built the
same. Mind you, it's not easy for us girls to see our own, so it
helps to see each other's."

"True, and a very lovely sight yours is. Anyway, one morning, my
sister came into my room in her nightie and knelt over me on my
bed, with her knees either side of me. Without saying anything,
she felt under the sheets and took my little cock in her hand and
started stroking it. It felt lovely, so I reached up to her where
she wasn't wearing any knickers, and played with her pussy. It
felt really nice but it didn't last long because she flounced
back to her room. She probably played with herself there,
although that didn't occur to me - I didn't think girls did that
sort of thing."

"You've learnt different now, haven't you, Adam", she giggled.

"I surely have, kitten. Whatever she did, I know that it's the
first time I played with myself and had a real come. So, I
suppose I was seduced by my little sister, much the same as you
were. After that, she would sometimes suggest that we played, and
I always enjoyed it. Maybe I'll tell you more about it some
time."

"Mm, that sounds interesting", she murmured "So me and Lily are
no more naughty than you and your sister were?"

"Exactly. I'd say you did Lily a service by teaching her, like my
sister did for me", I reassured her.

"Mm - I wonder how she learned?", Eve mused. I could tell she was
excited by my story, and had a pretty fair idea of what she was
doing about it. I couldn't complain, because I was doing much the
same...

"That, as they say, is a story for another day. How many comes
does that make it today, kitten?" I've always been a keen
statistician.

"Four, so far", she murmured.

"Four?" I teased "I only make it three."

"Well, I did have another after Lily went, `cos I was still
excited", Eve admitted.

"That puts you three ahead of me. I don't think that's fair. In
fact, I think you should lie there and watch, with your hands
behind your back, while I do myself again", I teased.

"That's all right by me, lover. If I have two more with Lily
tonight, I'll be so sore I'll need some of your lovely soothing
cream inside me", she joked.

"Ah, if only I could send that by phone, kitten. Maybe I could
send you a sample by post?", I joked.

"Ugh, horrid. How would you label it?", Eve teased.

"Well, we could call it face cream, or perhaps breast enlargement
cream..."

"That's no good, love, they're still tiny, although they are
bigger than Lily's"

"They're the most beautiful I've ever come across, my kitten", I
said with total sincerity "Mind you, the advertising standards
people might make a fuss if I claimed that - maybe I should label
it as `salad cream'?"

"Bleeeugh, gross", she pretended to retch "Mind you, I hate salad
anyway. I prefer your cream hot, straight from the source."

"True, lover, and it's organic, although not, I fear, vegetarian.
How about `Adam's Organic Vitamin Supplement - full of amino
acids and simple sugars'?"

"Mm. You know, I really do love tasting your come - I always
thought it would be horrid, and I'd take it as a favour to my
man, but I love it AND I love you."  There was a catch in Eve's
voice that convinced me that she was playing with herself despite
her denials.

"And I love tasting your pussy juice, on my tongue and on my
fingers. Now, shall we come together again?" I demanded.

"Yes, love, I'm nearly there. I'm putting my finger in her now."
She gasped "Oh yes, I've got them in, I'm coming - OH YES OH FUCK
YES!"

"Oh yes, me too oh God, right over your lovely little 13-year-old
tits - YES, kitten. Oh Christ, that was good." I honestly could
see her lovely young body for a moment, covered with my come,
almost like one of those visions that religious nutters bang on
about.

"Mind you", I teased, when I'd landed back on Planet Earth "I'm
not sure I approve of your use of four-letter words, not at your
age."

"Hmm. At least I wasn't breaking the Third Commandment", she
laughed. I had to think about that and, once again I realised
that Eve might be 13 years old, but she was most assuredly not
stupid.

"That was lovely, my kitten" I murmured. "I suppose you've got to
be out of the house soon for Lily and her lover - Ruth, is it?" I
should have known the name, but the last few minutes had
thoroughly scrambled my brain.

"Well, we hope she'll be her lover." Eve muttered "Given what
Lily did for me earlier, Ruth will be missing out on something a
bit special if she doesn't go for it."

"OK, my kitten - I guess you've got a couple of nail-biting hours
in the library before you know? Remember, if you do play with
your nipples in the `Teenage Perversions' section, that they have
a strict policy of silence."

"Really, Adam, sometimes I think that you see me as just a dirty
little girl." I could hear the laughter in her voice. "No, it's a
lovely day - I'll go for a walk and look round such shops as
there are in this dead and alive hole."

"The park and the lake are nice", I offered.

"Yes, except when they're infested with yobs. I forget you've
spent some time here - it's a pity we didn't meet."

"To be absolutely honest, I saw you once at the bus station when
I had some time off and made a trip into the Forest. I thought
you were drop-dead gorgeous then, but I never thought for a
moment I'd get off with you", I confessed.

"When was that, lover?", she enquired.

"About three weeks ago. You were wearing a green and blue hooped
top and blue jeans and I wanted to leap on you and shag you on
the spot."

"Oh, wow! You were the hairy old man in shades and shorts that
was staring at me... If you'd done that I'd have screamed blue
murder. Mind you, lover, you can leap on me any time you like
now", she purred.

"You too, kitten. Time to give Lily her chance, now, I think."

"Yes, lover, I'll leave them to it. Shall I keep you informed?"

"Absolutely, love. I shall demand a blow-by-blow account, and
full details of any fingering as well. I'm sure Lily won't be shy
of telling you."

"Dirty old man! OK, I will, but you've got to tell me all about
your sister, too", she demanded.

"I certainly will, Eve. I must say I'm keen to hear how Lily gets
on."

"Yes, I'm looking forward to it as well. Fingers crossed for
Lily?"

"Fingers crossed, Eve. Love you, kitten."

"Love you too, Adam. Bye."


 Chapter 8

I wasn't expecting to hear from Eve again that day so, after a
short rest from my pleasurable exertions, I set about the day's
chores. It was coming up to five o'clock when the phone rang.
"Adam Aardvark here, I said tersely (I wouldn't want you to think
I'm a miserable old git but, when it comes to phone pests, I am).

"Hello, love, it's me!" It was Eve, sounding very excited.

"Hello, kitten, lovely to hear you again. What can I do for you?"

"Well, I've just had the strangest half-hour. I thought I'd give
Lily an extra quarter- hour to be on the safe side and let Ruth
get away, if she did arrive. I came home about quarter past four,
and the house was quiet so I thought it must be empty. I opened
our bedroom door to pick up a sweater and there they were, on MY
bed, stark naked and asleep in each other's arms."

"Wow!" I gasped.

"Wow indeed, Adam. The one thing you didn't warn Lily about was
dropping off after making love. It was a beautiful sight, though.
Ruth is very pretty, and just a little more developed than Lily,
and seeing two naked 11-year-olds curled up together... Well, I
didn't know whether to play with myself there and then or leap on
my bed with them."

"So which was it, Eve?" I teased.

"Neither, worse luck. I knew Mum would be home soon and, anyway,
I didn't want to interfere. I opened the front door and banged it
shut really loud. Then I went in the kitchen and made myself a
sarnie."

"Good thinking, Eve!"

"Thanks, love. About five minutes later, a very sheepish and
rather dishevelled pair of little girls came into the kitchen.
Lily was horrified when she saw the time. I think she was all
ready to give me a hard time for coming home early. She
introduced Ruth to me as quickly as she could, and they scurried
off."

"Good thing you did come home first, love. I don't think your Mum
would be too thrilled to see her 11-year-old daughter curled up
naked with another girl."

"God, what a thought! It was a lovely thing to see though, Adam.
I still feel all wibbly inside!"

"Do you want me to listen while you play with yourself, love?"

"No, thanks, I'd love to do that, but my Mum will be back any
minute. I'm really looking forward to having Lily tell me about
it tonight, though."

"Tell me all about it when you know, kitten."

"I certainly will, Adam. Oh damn, that's Mum at the door. Bye,
love."

"Bye, Eve", I said to a dead phone.

My phone rang again about ten past nine and, for once, I was
quite pleased to hear it. I was half-watching a tedious programme
about how the USA had single-handedly won the Vietnam, Korean and
both World Wars, and very probably the Punic Wars as well.

I answered in my usual abrupt manner and was gobsmacked to hear
Lily's chirpy voice "Hello, Adam, it's Lily - Eve said it would
be all right if I spoke to you."

"It's all right, I did, Adam. I rang your number and gave Lily
the phone", her big sister confirmed in the background.

"If it's all right with Eve, it's all right with me", I said,
somewhat puzzled "What have you got to tell me?"

"Well, first off, thanks ever so for your advice, Adam, it worked
like a charm."

"A pleasure, Lily."

"And I was going to tell Eve all about it so she could tell you,
but she thought it would be easier if I told you both together."

"Makes sense to me. So, make yourself comfortable and tell me how
it went."

"We are comfortable, Adam, we're lying together naked on Eve's
bed" Lily said; now there was an image to conjure with "It was
just like you said; I'd knotted up the lace of my trainer before
I went out to practice. Me and Ruth were in the last four left in
the changing room, wearing just bra and knickers, when I asked
Ruth to untie my shoelace for me.

"She knelt down to help me, just as the other two girls finished
changing and left. As she worked to free my lace, I wobbled
accidentally on purpose, like, and put my hands on her bare
shoulders. I felt her freeze as I touched her, then she wiggled
her shoulders and looked up at me with a grin.

"I was so happy! She knew what I wanted and she wanted the same
thing. I stroked her hair and she kissed my thigh. I wanted to
hug her but there was a hitch while she finished untying my lace.
Good thing, really, because the coach came in at that moment to
hurry us up. I don't think she'd have appreciated us snogging in
our underwear." She giggled.

"I asked her `do you want to come back to mine for...' but then I
couldn't think of anything to say. She just smiled and said
`Yes'."

"Not like you to be short of a word or two", muttered Eve.

"Well, I was so excited, I didn't know what to say, and it's not
the easiest thing to find the words when you want to take your
school friend to bed..." Lily stuttered.

"I understand", said Eve "Carry on, I was just being silly."

"Yes, well" Lily continued "We got dressed, trying not to let the
coach see us looking at each other, and we almost ran over here.
As soon as we were inside and sure we were alone, we dashed into
my bedroom. We stood up with our arms round each other and kissed
for the first time. You know, that was my first proper kiss? I
mean, Eve taught me... Sorry, Eve, does Adam know about that?"

"Yes, Lily, I told him; he seemed to find it quite exciting", Eve
chipped in. I certainly did; so was this conversation. My jeans
and underpants were round my ankles and my cock in my hand.

"Oh right, then you know what I mean, Adam" Lily continued "Thing
is, I didn't know how to kiss, but I did know about cunnilingus.
We seemed to pick it up very quickly though - kissing, I mean. We
held each other's bottoms and pushed our tummies together and it
felt really good.

"Then Ruth pulled away a bit and I thought she wanted us to stop,
but she smiled and said `shall we take some clothes off; it was
nice in the changing room in our undies'. We took off our tops
and jeans so it was like before, and I put my hand on her
breasts; they're small, but bigger than my little boobies, and
stroked her through the material. She gasped and did the same to
me and it really felt nice. I tweaked her nipples and she let out
a little squeak.

"I was a bit nervous about the next step, but Ruth beat me to it;
she put her hand on the crotch of my knickers and squeezed my
mons and I did the same to her. `Shall we undress?' she asked,
and we stripped for each other, first bra, lthen knickers.
`That's pretty' she said, `I've been trying to see you properly
for weeks'. `Oh, me too, I said'

"She was lovely, Adam, the same height as me, slightly more
prominent boobies and a tiny wisp of brown pubic hair. I've got
none to speak of yet. I don't think she was sure what to do now,
but thanks to Eve, I knew what to do. I knelt down and kissed her
between her legs. She was surprised for a moment, but then she
pushed my face into herself. When she let go, I invited her to
lie on Eve's bed (That's because the mirror's there, Eve, hope
you don't mind) and I lay down with her. We lay side by side and
we kissed as I stroked her vagina with my fingers while she
stroked mine and we both got very wet. What are you doing, Eve?"
she interrupted herself.

"I'm putting my finger in your pussy. You stroke mine while Adam
plays with himself. If we don't come soon we'll all burst", she
gasped.

"Oh all right, oh yes, I needed that Eve", Lily gasped "Are you
masturbating your penis, Adam?"

"I surely am, Lily, I pulled my jeans down ten minutes ago; is
your vagina nice and wet?"

"Yes, Adam, Eve's finger feels so nice and her vagina is so tight
round my... Oh yes YES, I'm climaxing!"

The airwaves were occupied with grunts, moans and squeals as the
three of us came in no particular order.

When we'd all rearranged ourselves, Lily resumed her story. "Now
where was I? Oh that's right, stroking each other's vaginas. I
leaned over Ruth and told her to open her legs, which she did
straight away. Then I lay down between them and opened her outer
labia with my fingers and licked her vagina like Eve taught me
the other day. She tasted even nicer, so I took her clitoris
between my lips and sucked and she had her orgasm while I kept
sucking.

"When she recovered, she told me to sit on her face, because
she'd seen that in her brother's dirty magazines, but she didn't
know much about cunnilingus. She wasn't sure quite how to lick me
until I told her what to do, but she really got into it. The last
thing I remember before I blacked out with my orgasm was seeing
her licking me in the mirror.

"When I came to, we curled up together and kissed. The next thing
I remember is Eve coming in the front door and waking us up, and
we had to rush around to get dressed. I think I put on Ruth's
knickers and she put on mine."

"Accidentally?", I innocently asked.

"How about accidentally on purpose", Lily giggled.

"Actually, Eve that's not exactly right, Lily", said Eve.

"How come?", Lily asked.

"Well, when I first came in", Eve related "I went in our bedroom
and you were lying there naked in each other's arms. You looked
beautiful. I thought it would be more tactful to go back and bang
the front door rather than wake you there."

"Thanks, Eve", smiled Lily "That was really nice of you. Can I do
you a favour? Would you like me to show you what I've learnt
about cunnilingus? "You don't think we're perverts, having sex
with each other, do you, Adam? - I mean we are sisters...",
worried Lily, which was, one might say, betting after the race.

I told Lily what I'd told Eve about my first encounter with my
little sister, which seemed to reassure her somewhat. Eve,
though, asked me where my sister had learnt about sex in order to
teach me, so I told the girls the story of my sex life with my
sister.

Adam's Story

As I told Eve the other day, my sister, Jane, turned me on to sex
when I was 11 and she was three years younger. I learned later
that an old man down the road had taught her and her friend while
they played at his house on Saturday mornings. Even at that age,
she had learnt to enjoy playing with herself and with both man
and girl and she decided to teach me. For the next six years,
when we got the chance, we would show ourselves off to each other
and play with each other's bodies.

When she visited me in my bed that fateful morning, our parents
had just decided that we were too old to bath together, which may
well have prompted her to take the initiative. On reflection they
were probably right; for years we had examined and touched each
other in the bath, but Jane clearly had started to be interested
in sex.

Curiously, we didn't touch each other again for a couple of years
- It didn't help that I went away to boarding school and we saw
much less of each other (in every sense of the phrase), and Jane
seemed to have lost interest. Also, our grandfather came to live
with us, so we had less time alone together. Then, one day, the
adults were out and she had just read her first book on the Facts
of Life. She could probably have written one herself by then, but
she decided that her dolls should be informed.  She roped me in
so that they could see a penis in the flesh, so to speak. She sat
the dolls up in the living room of our flat, undressed and told
me to do the same. At the age of 10, she was just developing tiny
breasts and sensitive nipples, and the slightest dusting of brown
pubic hair, a beautiful sight. Despite the raging hard-on that
was produced by that vision, she conscientiously demonstrated how
stroking a penis produced an erection. She also got me to
demonstrate the effect stroking of a vagina, which I'm sure
wasn't in a book aimed at 10-year-olds!

Then she astonished my by suggesting that we had intercourse to
show the dolls how to do it. I wasn't too keen on shagging my
sister in the living room, so she agreed to take two of the
`senior' dolls into her bedroom with us, so they could "tell the
others". She told me to lie on the bed, and she knelt over me,
legs astride, inserted the head of my cock into her cunny and
pushed her body down to take him right up inside her. It was the
most wonderful feeling I'd ever experienced, her tight little
sheath surrounding my cock, and I had no chance of holding back.
I think she was surprised when I came so quickly; the old man
down the road (much the same age as I am now, I suspect)
obviously had greater staying power. We didn't get a chance of a
second try, because we heard the street door downstairs open, and
we had to rush around making ourselves respectable before our
mother climbed the two flights of stairs. This was the only time
we had full intercourse but, as you'll see, we found other ways
to amuse ourselves.

Again, there was a long gap then, when Jane, was around 12, it
seemed that she was always around in nightwear or bathrobe when I
was at home. By the age of 15, I'd learned the first great lesson
a male learns, what happens to boys who make unwelcome advances.
I hadn't, however learned the second and far more difficult
lesson, which advances are unwelcome, so I looked the other way.
I rubbed myself off thinking about her most nights, though.

That summer, we went on a caravan holiday and our parents left us
alone together some evenings. On the first such night, we got out
the cards and played poker for matchsticks - nothing
sophisticated, just deal the cards, discard and draw, and the
best hand wins a match. I screwed up my courage and tentatively
took the initiative. I suggested that this was boring and that we
should play for something more interesting. I looked at Jane as I
said it and I could see that she had the same thought as I did.
When I suggested strip poker, she agreed immediately. As the luck
of the cards went back and forth, I could see that she had
developed a lot in those two years, and when we were down to
underwear, I could see that that little bra now had something to
fill it out.

I lost my vest, and for a moment worried that I would see no more
than Jane's underwear, although the way she was looking at the
bulge in my underpants should have told me that was unlikely.
However, fortune was with me, and a pair of aces won me her plain
white little brassiere, which she slipped off immediately without
protest. Her breasts were smaller than Eve's; slightly more
pendulous and pointed, with delicious pink excited nipples. With
three kings in my hand, it was the turn of her surprisingly
substantial white panties. Jane hesitated very slightly before
rolling these down, and she even blushed slightly, but she made
no attempt to conceal her dainty brown bush from my lecherous
gaze as she stood in front of me.

She asked me what we should do next, and I suggested `feel
poker'. I'm sure she knew what I meant, but she made me explain
that we would play on as before, but the loser had to feel the
winner. She agreed without hesitation and I stood up to remove my
underpants and, incidentally, give her a fine view of my stiff
cock. We sat opposite each other at the table and played on for a
few minutes; when she won, I stroked her wet little pussy - when
I won, she stroked my cock. After a while, I was getting too
close to coming, so I deliberately lost a few hands to give him a
chance to recover, while I stroked up and down her pussy lips.

Eventually, I knew I was going to burst, so I said I had to go to
the toilet. I didn't want to come in front of her, because life
at a boarding school had told me to be furtive about these
things. To my surprise, she said she'd join me, and I was too
aroused to refuse. Jane watched as I brought myself off into the
toilet bowl then, back in the main room, asked me if I'd like to
see her do the same. I really didn't know that girls did that
sort of thing, but I couldn't refuse. She moved the chair away
from the table so I could see her properly. She opened her legs
and I had a perfect view of her damp little cunny. Then she
rubbed herself with two fingers of her right hand while she
squeezed a little breast with another. Her fingers were a blur
when she gasped out her climax, then she relaxed with her
fingertips savouring the last tingle of pleasure.

Our parents only left us alone for two more nights, but we took
full advantage. The first night we did without the cards,
undressed, and got right down to stroking each other. Finally,
Jane watched me come into the toilet and I watched her bring
herself off in the chair. The final night, we played strip poker
and `feel poker' to build up the tension. Then I went to finish
myself off as before, but my sister pushed my hand aside. She
rubbed me off between her little fingers until my cock spurted,
while she directed the stream of come into the toilet. Then she
sat in the chair with her legs apart and pushed me down to kneel
between them. She put my finger on her `button' and showed me how
to make her come by rubbing it. The sight of her open pink cunny
so close to me was a delight and a revelation. I hadn't realised
it was so complicated and so pretty.

When we got back home, although we no longer bathed together, I
could still occasionally visit Jane when she bathed to help her
out with washing those important little places. I would soap her
bush and raise lather, then stroke her until she came, while she
fondled my cock. I would then make myself come into the washbasin
while she watched. Once, she wanted to see my come, so I spurted
into the tooth mug and showed her it up close before washing it
out. I was fascinated by the development of her breasts and,
another time, I pulled back my foreskin and closed it over her
erect nipple as she laid back in the bath. She looked at it
quizzically, but it was much later when I realised what she was
thinking, more's the pity.

Chances to do this became less frequent as my grandfather became
more frail and housebound. Then, when she was 14, the night
before my return to boarding school, I was walking past the
bathroom door when Jane came out in her bathrobe. I guess she'd
been playing with herself in the bath because, as soon as she saw
me, she opened her robe wide to show me her lovely nearly mature
body. That is still the most erotic sight I've ever seen; she
held the robe out and flaunted herself for my delight. I stepped
forward, and put my hand between her legs where she was soaking
wet, and probably not from the bath. After a minute or so of this
pleasure, when any of the adults could have caught us, she
whispered to me to visit her in her room later. This I did,
despite three adults being in the house. It seems an insane risk
to me now, but we were both seriously in lust.

She said goodbye to the family and went to bed. The hour between
our bedtimes was an agonising wait; at least it was for me - I
had a fair idea what Jane was doing, and it was very hard to
concentrate on the Black and White Minstrel Show on TV. At last
it was my bedtime. I waited ten minutes to give the impression
that I'd settled down, then I slipped into Jane's room. In the
dark, I crept over to kneel by her bed, and slipped my hand
inside her pyjama top and stroked her breasts. Then my hand
burrowed under the waistband and stroked her springy bush, before
fingering her cunny. It was already soaking wet; I reckon she'd
been playing with herself for most of the last hour. From our
bathtimes, I knew what area had the most effect, although I doubt
that I'd ever heard the word `clitoris'. It was a while before
she replied by stroking my cock very gently, and it was Jane who
came first, as quietly as she could, but with her backside
bouncing on the bed. I made my excuses, and was starting to head
for the toilet to have my solitary climax; I didn't fancy our
mother finding Jane's pyjamas and bedding stained with my come.
Jane called me back and motioned me to the head of the bed. She
put her arm round my waist, and then I felt, for the first time,
a girl's mouth engulfing my cock. It was warm, wet, exciting and
very surprising; so surprising, in fact that I didn't come
straight away. Jane had to pump my cock with her other hand
before I spurted into her mouth. She must have swallowed it;
there was no inquest about suspicious stains in the morning. I
didn't know; I was on another plane of consciousness entirely.

When I'd returned to Planet Earth, I asked Jane where she'd
learnt that, and this was her story.

Jane's Story

It all started when I was 8 years old. I was playing with my
friend Rowena in her bedroom and she was showing off a new doll.
When I asked her where it came from, she giggled and told me that
the old man down the road, Mr Jones, gave it to her when she
visited him last Saturday morning. I said that was nice and she
smiled and said she'd earned it. I asked her whether she did
chores for him; I was a Brownie and I was thinking of something
like Bob-a-Job; I suppose I was hoping to get a doll for myself.
She said that's what she told her Mum and Dad but, if I could
keep a secret, she'd tell me the whole story. I promised, cross
my heart and hope to die.

Rowena shut the door for privacy and then sat by me on her bed.
She told me that every Saturday morning she went to his flat
while his wife was out shopping and undressed for him and did
`things', and he gave her presents afterwards. I was horrified
and told her that was rude and anyway she was only 12 and Mr
Jones was at least 60. She just smiled and held up the doll,
which was very nice and certainly more than our Mum could afford.
I don't know whether it was the doll or curiosity, but I couldn't
help asking what kind of `things'.

She made me promise to keep it a secret and then she explained
that he undressed too and that she played with his willy and he
stroked her breasts and her `pussy'. I must have looked confused,
because she pointed between her legs. I was astonished that
people did these things, and was feeling a lot of disgust, but
also just a smidgen of excitement. I asked if it was worth doing
those awful things just for a doll, and she smiled again and said
it felt really nice having her `pussy' stroked. I looked baffled
again, and she said she meant the place down between her legs and
pointed to it again. I didn't want to seem stupid, but I was all
curiosity now. I had to ask whether she meant her pee-hole and
why she called it a `pussy'.

She must have sussed that I'd never seen an adult or even
12-year-old `pussy', because I'll always remember what Rowena did
next. She stood up, lifted up her skirt and dropped her knickers
to show me the hair above her pee-hole. She told me that was
called pussy-hair, and I could see what she meant (although
kitten-fur woul have been more accurate). She pointed to herself
and informed me that it was called a `pussy', but not to use the
word in front of grown-ups. I was sitting on the bed and had a
really close view of it. It looked more open and more complicated
than mine, in so far as I could see mine with a hand-mirror. Mind
you, young as I was, it was getting a definite tingle, for the
first time ever.

I don't know whether she picked up my mood; my eyes and mouth
were wide open and what I was coming to think of as my pussy was
not far behind. She asked me if I ever played with my pussy. I
told her I'd looked at it in my mirror, but it was dirty to touch
myself down there and, anyway, I didn't know how to do it. She
enthused that it was really nice; she did it in bed most nights
and Mr Jones particularly liked to watch her doing it. Would I
like to see how it's done?

My curiosity and the beginnings of sexual arousal were beginning
to over- ride my shyness and disgust and I agreed in a very small
voice. Rowena took off her dress and brassiere and stood nude in
front of me, like I did for you earlier. Her face and chest were
flushed, almost down to her breasts, of which I was suddenly very
jealous. They were small, but I had none at all. She spread her
pussy with two fingers so I could see the whole thing open like a
flower; I remember thinking it looked very wet! Then she stroked
between her lips with a finger of the other hand. I leant forward
to see more closely with my legs squeezed close together and a
growing feeling of warmth in my pussy. She slipped her index
finger inside herself, which amazed me, and worked it in and out.
She took her other hand off her pussy and squeezed a little
breast with it. In a couple of minutes, she was gasping with
pleasure. Then she took her fingers out of herself and rubbed it
against a little bump just above her slit. Within seconds she was
shouting Oh Yes repeatedly as her body shook. Then she put her
finger back inside herself and closed her legs on it.

I was excited and worried at the same time and asked her if she
was all right. She laughed and said breathlessly that she never
felt better; she had just come and it was lovely. I looked
baffled again, and she explained that a `come' or `orgasm' was
what you got after playing with your pussy or having someone play
with it. Apparently men `came' too, and they spurted the stuff
that makes babies. I asked her about that and she said she'd tell
me another time, but now would I like to learn to play with
myself? I was shy but keen; if it was as good as she said, I felt
I really ought to try it.

Rowena asked me to take off all my clothes and lie back on the
bed, which I did, but very nervously. When she told me to open my
legs, it almost took a physical effort. I think I was a bit
ashamed that my body was so much less mature than hers. She must
have noticed this because, instead of asking me, she took my
right hand and put it on my pussy. When she told me to stroke up
and down the crack with a finger, I did as she said and it felt
really nice. I noticed that it was getting very wet in there, but
I'd seen Rowena's pussy get wet as well, so I wasn't too
bothered. Nonetheless, she reassured me that it was perfectly
normal; it showed that I was enjoying it and it made it easier to
stroke myself. The way she was breathing heavily makes me think
that she was enjoying it too. I did it for about five minutes and
it felt really nice, but I wasn't having a `come' and I really
wanted to feel as good as she had.

Rowena was kneeling on the bed and looking at me from right up
close, and I could feel her breath on my tummy. She whispered to
me to stroke my button and I looked up mystified, so she put her
finger on a little nub just above my slit and touched it gently.
Suddenly I felt a new kind of pleasure. She withdrew her finger
and whispered to me to do it to myself. I stroked my little
button (I didn't learn the word `clitoris' until much later) and
suddenly I was gasping for breath and moaning. My little bottom
lifted right off the bed and suddenly the World went blank. When
I came to, Rowena was cuddling me and I knew that I'd found
something really special.

We lay there together for a while until my breathing returned to
normal and Rowena asked me I still thought it was `dirty'. I had
to admit that it was the best feeling I'd ever had, even if it
was dirty. Then she surprised me by asking if I'd like to come to
Mr Jones' on Saturday, in three days time. I must have looked
very doubtful because she said it was all right, I didn't have to
touch or be touched, but Mr Jones would enjoy watching me play
with myself just as much as she had. That surprised and flattered
me, but I still wasn't sure. I wanted to, but I was a bit scared;
she just held up her new doll and grinned and I was convinced.

For practice, and pleasure, I played with myself every night in
bed for the rest of the week. Still, on Saturday morning, I was
really nervous about having a man see me naked for the first
time. I really wanted to know what a willy was like, too. That
was when I came to your room in my nightdress, knelt over you,
and felt for your willy under the sheets. It went hard as soon as
I touched it, which was odd, but nice. Then you felt up under my
nightdress and stroked my pussy and that felt so good that I went
back to bed and played with myself until I came. I'm sorry I
didn't do it again for so long, Adam. I thought you might tell
Mum or Dad, which was really silly.

I'd told Mum that I was going to help Rowena do some chores for
Mr Jones which, I suppose, was partly true. About ten o'clock, I
went down the road to her house and rang the bell and she came
down to meet me. She asked me if I was nervous or excited and I
truly said I was both. Me too, she admitted, and we carried on to
Mr Jones' flat. It was a basement, so the windows weren't
overlooked, which was a good thing, really. Rowena told me to
stand beside the door and she rang the bell. When Mr Jones
answered, surprisingly quickly for an old man, they hugged and
kissed. Then she told him she had a present for him. He was
doubtful, because he was the one who gave presents, but she
motioned me to come out of hiding and introduced me as her
present. He was surprised but delighted, and invited us in.

Rowena made it clear that I was only 8, so I wouldn't touch or be
touched. When Mr Jones looked disappointed, she promised I'd take
off my clothes and play with myself for him, which made him smile
broadly. Half jokingly, he asked who would undress first, a
question that Rowena answered by stripping for him slowly and
teasingly. He then stripped for her, which was another surprise.
His body was in fair condition for a man of his age, I realised
later, but then I had no standard of comparison. I saw my first
adult willy, fully erect and rising from a thick nest of red
hair. I have to say, Adam; it was much bigger than yours when I
felt it that morning, but no match for yours now.

They both looked at me, and I could feel myself blushing, but I
was very brave and took off my clothes shyly, feeling their eyes
on each part of my body as it was revealed. I think I was shaking
a bit, but I was also pleased with myself for doing something so
`grown-up'; there was also a definite feeling of excitement in my
bare little pussy.

We were all standing there naked, until Rowena asked me to sit
down and watch to see how it was done. She went over to Mr Jones,
took his willy in her hand and started stroking it. He bent down
to kiss her breasts in turn, and then sucked on them, while his
hand ran down her tummy and into her pussy-fur. He started
stroking her pussy and put a finger inside her, as she'd done in
front of me a few days earlier. I was beginning to feel very
excited and desperately needed to play with myself, but I thought
I should save it for Mr Jones to watch. Rowena was gasping now,
in a way I remembered so well, and she started jerking and
panting as she came. Mr Jones kissed and hugged her and, when
she'd recovered, he whispered a question to her, but she shook
her head and looked in my direction. She concentrated on his
willy, one hand stroking up and down so hard I thought it must
hurt, but he was gasping with pleasure. Her other hand cradled
the sack that hung from its base.

I was so excited now that nothing could stop my hand from
slipping down between my legs and stroking my pussy. As I felt
the lovely tingling sensation there, Mr Jones gasped yes, yes,
I'm coming and he spurted white stuff from the end of his willy
over Rowena's tummy. I guessed that was the `baby-making stuff',
but she didn't seem bothered. She just cleaned it off with a
convenient towel and they hugged again.

Then Rowena turned to me and started to say that it was my turn,
but stopped in surprise. Mr Jones laughed that I'd started
without them and they came over and watched as I lay back on the
chair, legs apart and my fingers in my pussy. It wasn't long
before I stroked my little button with my finger and had my best
come yet. Mr Jones was obviously very excited because he was
stroking his willy just like Rowena had before. Not to be left
out, she started to fondle herself and I watched, open-eyed, as
two older people did it right in front of me. Rowena had her come
first, and then she made him spurt into her free hand. She held
out her hand to show me his stuff and promised to tell me all
about it next time we were alone. All this made me very excited
and, to their pleasure and mine, I did myself again while they
watched.

When we'd cleaned up and dressed, Mr Jones apologised for only
having one doll, but Rowena said I could have it this time for
being such a brave girl. Instead of going home, I went back to
Rowena's and we sat on her bed and talked about what we'd done. I
told her how much I'd enjoyed it, but wanted to know about the
`baby-making stuff'. She told me the very basic facts of life, as
far as she knew them, and explained that it was all right for him
to get his come on her tummy as long as it didn't get inside her
pussy. I didn't have to worry, because I couldn't have babies yet
because I hadn't started my `periods'. This led to more
enlightenment on her part, and I was quiet for quite a while,
while she hugged me.

Then I said there was something else I wanted to know. I think
she was a bit fed up with all my questions, but this one made her
giggle. I asked what Mr Jones had whispered to her and why she'd
shaken her head and looked at me. She explained the he liked her
to suck his willy and to have him shoot his baby-making stuff in
her mouth. She beat me to my next question by explaining that you
couldn't get a baby that way, either, but she felt it might put
me off if they did it on my first visit. I was truly shocked by
this; I asked if his willy tasted of pee and didn't his stuff
taste horrid. No and no, she said, and told me not to worry, that
she wouldn't make me do it. Mr Jones loved it and she quite liked
it and she hoped I wouldn't mind if they did it next time. I said
of course I didn't, and inside, I was beginning to think it might
be quite exciting to see.

Rowena could feel me getting turned on and whispered that we
could play with ourselves together if we liked. Her Mum wouldn't
be back for an hour or so. She rubbed up against me as she said
it, and I felt a thrill between my legs. She took all her clothes
off while I watched, and I did the same for her. Then, we
snuggled back together and stroked ourselves with our free hands,
watching each other's busy fingers. We were both near to coming
when she brought her face very close to mine and quietly made an
astonishing suggestion - she wanted us to finish each other off!
Since I barely know that men and women did it together, it hadn't
occurred to me that girls shouldn't, and so I nodded. She kissed
my cheek and took my hand off my pussy and put it on hers.
Tentatively, I stroked her pussy, searching for her little
button, while she stroked me, keeping me just this side of
coming. When I found what I was looking for, she gasped and
twitched, and started on mine. She was skilful enough to make us
come together, and we flung our arms and legs around each other
and kissed. We held each other for several minutes and,
surprisingly, it was me who asked the question as to whether Mr
Jones would like to watch us doing it together.

He did. Next Saturday, we started off as before, except that,
after she'd had her come, Rowena dropped to her knees, took his
willy between her lips and sucked on it. I'd watched her rubbing
him last week, and I couldn't resist trying it myself. I got up
from my chair and stood beside him, rubbing him until he almost
screamed his pleasure and spurted into Rowena's 12-year-old
mouth. She looked up at me and opened wide to let me see his
come, before swallowing it. I was incredibly excited and stood
there above her, playing with myself. Rowena reached up, took my
hand off my pussy and started stroking me. Through the mist of
excitement, I could see him rubbing himself as he watched; then I
had my come and squeezed my legs together, trapping her hand
between my thighs. When I released her, she went across to the
chair, opened her legs and beckoned me over. I knelt in front of
her and fingered her pussy as I'd learnt; Mr Jones stood over us
rubbing himself with one hand and stroking her breasts with the
other. When she was nearly there Mr Jones ran his willy all over
her face; I rubbed her button so that she had her come just as
his stuff spurted into her wide open mouth. Well, most of it went
in her mouth, she was moving about so much that a fair amount
went over her face, but that didn't seem to bother her.

When Mr Jones recovered, he said it was unfair that I'd only come
once, so he got me to sit in a chair with my legs open and showed
that a man could stroke my pussy just as nicely as a girl. He
took his time, and I was gasping when I finally had my come, with
Rowena playing with my tiny nipples. That felt nice, as well.

That day, we both got dolls; we'd earned them...

For the next four years, until I was 12, Rowena and I played
together at her house and with Mr Jones at his. Neither of us
ever went all the way, although we stroked each other often.
Rowena usually sucked his willy, and I sometimes gave her a hand,
although I never did it myself. I must have thought it was dirty
and he was kind enough not to make me. Looking back, I suppose
being sucked by a 12-year-old while an 8-year-old fondled her
pussy must have been pretty arousing for him. It certainly got me
going!

Then, when she was 16, Rowena got religion and stopped visiting
Mr Jones, and I wasn't keen to go there on my own.

While we were doing it there, I did it with you just that once.
That was when I made the excuse about showing my dolls about sex,
so I could find out how it worked myself. I'd have been scared to
do it with Mr Jones, his was so big! When I'd finished visiting
him, I really missed doing it. That's why I teased you by letting
you see me in night clothes and underwear, until you finally
asked me to play strip poker on holiday, and we started playing
when I was in the bath.

I wasn't so shy tonight, though, was I? You know, I'd thought
about sucking you before, but you always had somewhere else to
come; this time you couldn't sneak out to the toilet, and I
decided to go for it. I'm glad I did, it was just as nice as
Rowena said, all those years ago.
It was indeed nice. We did each other twice more that night until
I finally sneaked back to my bed, after the adults had long gone,
cursing the fate that sent me back to boarding school the next
day.

It was a while before the urge and the opportunity came together
again. I was now 18, and about to go to University, and Jane was
15 and acquiring her own social life. I had taken her to see a
Cliff Richard film on the half-serious promise of a sex session,
but the opportunity presented itself in a rather strange way. Our
family was moving to a larger flat in the same house and it
turned out that Jane and I had the flat to ourselves for one
night. When I suggested that she fulfil her part of the bargain,
she was initially a bit reluctant; she may have been warned off
by our mother suspecting something about our last meeting; it
might just have been that she was growing out of these childish
things. I pointed out that I'd never turned down her invitation,
and that this was an opportunity that might never recur. I was
happy that it would be one last time.

On that basis, Jane agreed. I suggested that she take her time to
get ready in her room, and then come into my room and take off
her robe as she had done last time. I then undressed and lay on
my bed waiting for her. It was a much longer wait than I
expected, and I had the horrible feeling that she'd changed her
mind. Just when I was about to give up hope, the doorknob turned
and my heart leapt. She entered in her bathrobe and walked up to
my bed. She opened the bathrobe as before and held it open so
that I could see her teenage body, with full rounded breasts and
dense nest of pubic hair. She reached down and stroked my cock as
my hand slid up her leg into contact with her lips. I could
immediately feel why she'd been so long. She had been stroking
herself to a high pitch of excitement and she was soaking wet. I
opened her lips with my fingers, she drew back my foreskin and we
took the opportunity to get a good look at each other in a full
light.

I moved over so she could lie beside me, face to face, and we
fondled each other, Jane stroking my cock and balls and I
stroking her pussy and breasts. I was nearly ready to come, and
was thinking of getting my trusty handkerchief from under the
pillow (and wishing I'd bought some Durex) when Jane got up and
turned round so we were facing each other's genitals. I'd heard
of soixante- neuf, but never expected to be doing it, least of
all with my little sister. I knew that she tasted good, from
licking my fingers after previous encounters, so I wasn't too
horrified in principle, but I was a bit nervous until she leaned
forward and took my cock in her mouth. After that it would have
been churlish not to reciprocate in kind, but that had to wait
until after I'd come, which took approximately five seconds.
Anyway, I wouldn't have wanted to miss the sight of my sister
sucking me and swallowing my come so completely. When I did get
to lick her out, holding her to my face with my hands on her pert
little buttocks, I was surprised at her ecstatic noises and the
strength need to hold her wriggling body to my face. We made oral
love twice more that night, followed by solo performances where
we watched each other bring ourselves off, in my case over her
chubby breasts. We slept in each other's arms and made love one
more time in the morning before Jane left for her own bed. We
agreed this would be the last time, and it was, but Jane admitted
that if I'd had some Durex, she probably would have gone all the
way. Ah, well...

"That was fascinating, Adam", said Eve. "We listened
breathlessly. Now, Lily, you were going to show me what you'd
learned about cunnilingus..."

"Ooh, yes, Eve. Just lie back and open your legs."

"Sounds good to me, but what about Adam? Can he come with me?"
Eve asked, "How about if he comes on my face while you lick me,
like they did at Mr Jones' house? Give me the phone and I'll tell
him about it."

Actually, my sister and her friend hadn't licked each other, but
I wasn't going to argue...

"What? Oh you mean like fantasy sex?" Lily asked "OK, open your
legs, Eve."

There was a twanging of bedsprings and Eve took over the phone.
"You've got your cock in your hand, Adam? Eve's stroking my pussy
lips, and now she's licking them. Ooh, that's good! She's got her
tongue in my cunny and that's... Oh, Lily, lick my love button.
Are you nearly there, Adam?"

"Surely am, Eve kitten, I'm going to come all over your beautiful
little 13-year-old face", I gasped, wanking myself furiously.

"Oh yes, Lily, that's it. Adam, I'm commming oh yes YES, come
over me!"

"Yes, YES, love, I'm coming over your face and in your mouth, oh
GOD yes!"

As Eve and I recovered, Lily grasped the phone and grinned, "Did
I properly express my gratitude?"

"Oh, you did, Lily; you certainly did" I confessed.

 "Mm, I enjoyed it too; I'll give Eve back to you and say
goodnight", Lily purred.

"Goodnight, Lily... Hello, Eve. Was that good for you too?" I
asked.

"Lovely, Adam, but still not as lovely as you. I promise you, you
can do anything you like next time we meet. Love you, Adam", Eve
promised.

"Love you too, kitten. I'll look forward to it. I'll say
goodnight, Eve."

"Speak to you soon, Adam. Goodnight, lover.

I went to bed straight away and slept the sleep of the just.


 Chapter 9

After that rather hectic day, things settled down a bit. Eve's
visits became a regular Friday pleasure and I even got to help
her with her computer studies between bouts. I also taught her
the missionary position, which she liked, but we both decide we
preferred it with her on top; possibly because I weighed twice as
much as she did! The 11-year-olds, Lily and Ruth, settled into
their affair and Lily rather lost interest in Eve's doings,
although their nightly joint enterprise continued.

With the end of the school holidays looming, though, we had to
rearrange things. In a stroke of genius, Eve asked her mother if
she could go swimming in Borchester on Saturdays and promised to
take Lily and Ruth off her hands, so she could have the day to
herself. This baffled me for a moment; I wondered if she was
proposing some kind of orgy until she explained "It's all right,
Adam, they'll be happy with the couch downstairs. You don't think
I was going to share you with two other girls, do you?"

I must confess that I was rather nervous on the first day of the
new arrangement. It did occur to me, however, that while three
pupils might be more conspicuous than one, they would also arouse
less suspicion among my neighbours.

So, when the doorbell started up, at mid-day (not even three
nymphets could deflect me from my Saturday lie-in) I had a few
butterflies mixed with my excitement.

Eve was first in line, wearing a white chemise top that
beautifully framed her little bosom, jeans (no fondling in the
hall, then) and pink moccasins. Two smaller girls followed. I
distinguished Lily and Ruth almost immediately, not just by the
order of march, but because Lily was slimmer and blonder than her
little lover. They were dressed very much alike. Both wore
T-shirts in hooped colours, grey and navy and green and navy
respectively, and blue jeans with sneakers.

Given that they both carried identical bags, only a pervert or
one in the know would suspect that they were lovers rather than
team players!

"Hello, Mr Aardvark", Eve trilled politely "I've come for my
lesson and brought two new students."

"That's nice, Eve, show them in."

"Right, sir, this is Lily, my sister", Eve said formally.

"Good afternoon, Mr Aardvark", Lily piped up.

Curious, I thought to be introduced so politely to an 11-year-old
for the first time, after I'd several times come together with
both her and her sister.

"And this is Ruth, her friend", Eve continued in the same vein.

"Good afternoon, Mr Aardvark", said Ruth, a trifle hesitantly
which, I suppose was understandable in the circumstances.

"Come in, girls", I beamed, and ushered them into the hall.

When I'd shut the door, I managed to restrain myself from
grabbing Eve's juicy bits there and then, and gave her a rare
chaste kiss.

The look on Ruth's face dissuaded me from doing the same to her
or, indeed, to Lily.

"Lovely to meet you after all this time, Lily, and lovely to meet
you too, Ruth. I've heard so much about you." The ambiguity was
deliberate. I felt I had to step very cautiously here.

"Nice to meet you too, Adam", smiled Lily "It's very nice of you
to let us use your house, isn't it, Ruth?"

"Yes, Mr Aardvark", said Ruth formally and very nervously, "Thank
you."

Lily gave her a Look, which I surmised would be reinforced by
strong words as soon as they were alone. Mind you, I could guess
what was bothering Ruth, despite Lily and Eve's assurances. She
still wasn't entirely sure that she wasn't being dragged into
some kind on incestuous orgy.

"Call me Adam, Ruth", was all I said for now "Come on girls, let
me show you around."

I took them into the front room with the computers; well, knowing
their location might be useful if they had to back up their cover
story about `computer lessons'.

Then I showed them into the lounge and explained "This will be
yours. "When the door's shut no one, repeat no one, will come in
without knocking and getting your permission. We'll expect the
same upstairs."

Ruth began to look a little more relaxed, and I saw Lily nudge
her as if to say, "I told you so!"

I pointed out the geography - "There are separate facilities for
both of us, so we needn't bother each other. That's the
downstairs loo, and there's a washbasin with hot water in the
futility room at the end."

I noticed Ruth's quizzical look and said "That's right, `futility
room' - you'll know what I mean when you start doing your own
housework." Mirabile dictu, that even raised a smile!

"All right, girls, it's all yours; by the way the kitchen's
neutral - help yourself to drinks and snacks."

"Thank you, Adam", grinned Lily.

"Yes, thank you too Mr..., sorry, Adam", smiled Ruth, visibly
melting as her fears receded.

"OK, girls, we're off upstairs now", said Eve "We'll be down
about half-past two to catch the train."

The two friends disappeared into the lounge, with just the hint
of a giggle, leaving Eve and I at the foot of the stairs.

"No licking on the stairs today, then Eve?" I whispered.

"No, love, but I'll make it up to you upstairs", she promised
"You just wait and see."

As it was, I did stroke her bum on the way up, but denim is not
the most friable of textures. Still, it was exciting, mounting
the stairs about to make love to 13-year-old Eve, knowing that
her little sister and lesbian lover would be doing the same down
below us.

When Eve got to the bedroom door, she kissed me and whispered
"Undress and wait here for a moment, love. I'll call you when I'm
ready."

I was well intrigued, but I had a fair idea that my patience
would be rewarded. I stripped in the bathroom and, after a couple
of minutes that felt like hours, Eve called out "Come in, lover,
I'm ready."

I went in to see Eve standing in the middle of the room, a vision
of teenage beauty. She had removed the jeans and was wearing the
chemise top as a very short dress. It was clear to see from the
impression of her erect nipples that she had discarded her
brassiere and teased her little breasts. As I approached, she
lifted her hem the necessary inch or two to reveal lacy black
knickers. "Shall I give you a twirl, Adam?" She giggled.

I just managed to restrain myself from jumping on her and gasped
"Yes, please, love."

She twirled round to show me her delightful silk-clad bottom, and
back to face me, then raised her hem a little further to give me
the full show.

"That's lovely, kitten", I enthused.

After a moment to let me savour her beauty, Eve moved over to the
full-length mirror and admired herself.

 "Now, stand behind me", she commanded.

I did as she asked, admiring her lovely rear view.

"Cuddle me, Adam", she whispered.

"Yes, love".

I stood behind her with my cock pressed against her back, and
took a breast in each hand, feeling her sharp nipples through the
thin material. As we both watched her in the mirror, she lifted
up her dress and stroked her pussy through those lovely sexy
knickers.

"Ooh, that does look nice", she purred "feels nice as well!"

I rubbed my cock against her clothed back for a short time, while
she enjoyed the feel of fingers on silk on pussy. Then she pulled
away for a moment and lifted off her dress over her head and
dropped it on the floor. I resumed my stroking, now touching her
pretty little tits directly. Without being asked, I tweaked both
nipples in turn, feeling her pert bum wiggle with each pinch.

"Now, turn to face me", she urged.

We both turned half around, so we were facing each other with the
mirror beside us. Eve was naked except for those knickers, and my
erection was pointed at her belly. Without warning, she dropped
to her knees and took my cock in her mouth, while still stroking
herself as before. The mirror showed me Eve's petite body hunched
over as she pleasured herself and me; an unbelievably erotic
sight. I was very close, and was expecting to come in her cunning
little mouth, but she had other ideas.

She stood up again and smiled down at my cock.

"Looks like he's ready to burst, Adam", she laughed "Mind you, so
am I!" Now, lover, I'll make myself come by stroking my little
cunny through my pretty knickers, and you can pull yourself off
all over them."

"You dirty little girl!" I teased "Yes, Eve, go ahead, I'm nearly
there."

By now, Eve seemed to have got a fair amount of knicker inside
herself, and my hand was a blur as I approached my goal.

"Yes, OH YES!" I gasped "I'm coming all over your panties."
Streams of come jetted out on to her belly, her new black
knickers and her busy little hands.

Eve was a fraction behind, which meant she had my semen on her
fingers when she reached her summit. "Oh yes Adam, that's lovely.
Ooh, I'm coming, NOW! Mm, that's almost too good." She licked my
come off her fingers, savouring her taste as well as mine.

"Mm, your come looks really sexy on black - do you like my new
undies?" She asked, possibly a bit superfluously under the
circumstances.

"They're really sexy, as you've probably noticed", I grinned "But
I'm not sure I can get them washed and dried before you have to
go home."

"Oh, that's all right, lover. I've got a respectable pair in my
bag. I bought these on the way over; I daren't let Mum see them,
so I'd like leave them with you."

"You can, love, but I have to say now that I don't think they'll
suit me, even if they do fit", I teased.

"Idiot!" She laughed "I'd stamp on your foot if I had my shoes
on. Kiss me, Adam."

I did, at some length. She peeled off her doubly damp knickers
and lay down on the bed with me.

"That was a lovely surprise, kitten" I murmured "Where did you
get that idea?"

"Well, love, I always used to change my panties on the train
going home, so Mum wouldn't get to see their state after your
stuff had leaked into them", she explained "I thought that would
be more difficult with Lily and Ruth along, so I decided to
change here. Then it occurred to me that I could wear something a
bit special, if I left it here."

"That's brilliant, lover", I probed "But how did you dream up
that sexy little game?"

"Well, Lily and Ruth were rabbiting on to each other on the
train, I was thinking about my new knickers and the idea just
came to me. Did you enjoy it, lover", she whispered.

"Wonderful, Eve. You really are a naughty little beast!" I hugged
her and she rolled over on top of me. "Mm, and you're deliciously
dirty old man" she grinned. We kissed deeply as I fondled her
petite buttocks. We lay like that for a while, her nipples hard
against my chest, until my cock began to make its presence felt
against Eve's tummy.

 "If I can get him going again, will you get on top and put him
in me?", she enquired.

Since `he' was already showing interest I was happy to agree to
her request. Eve slid down me, a pleasure in itself, and rubbed
her face against my cock. "Wake up, little Adam", she coaxed
"Time to get up and play." She put out her tongue and licked him
from balls to tip. "Rise and shine", she murmured to him, then
took his head in her mouth and sucked gently, while her delicate
fingers stroked my balls. "Are you ready now, love?", she cooed
to him.

He certainly was. "Roll over, kitten", I gasped.

Eve rolled on her back, spreading her legs, and admiring herself
in the cunningly placed wardrobe mirror. I knelt between her legs
as if to enter her, but then slipped back down the bed to put my
mouth to her pussy.

"No, Adam, put him in...", she complained "Ooh, that's nice,
though."

I had my tongue firmly inserted where my cock would soon follow,
and the pressure of Eve's thighs on my ears suggested that she
quite liked the feeling. Before I was deafened for life, I gently
prised her legs apart, and resumed my previous stance. "Put him
in for me, kitten", I whispered.

She took my cock in her hand and carefully inserted his head in
her soaking cunny. As I gently pushed him in, she gasped her
pleasure, and we lay like that for a moment to enjoy the
sensation. Then I started to move slowly, trying to take as much
weight as possible on my arms, looking down at Eve's pretty
teenage face and body and my cock slipping in and out of her
cunny, with its sparse dusting of light brown hair.

We tried to make it last but, fairly soon, Eve whimpered
"Quicker, Adam, love, please, I want to come." Without being
aware of it, her hand slipped down to her pussy and she started
stroking her button.

"Yes, love, but tell me to stop if I hurt you" I gasped, and
started moving harder and faster. From the moans below me, I
gathered I was doing it to my young lover's satisfaction, and I
was pretty close myself. "Shall I come on your tummy, kitten?"

"No, lover. Come inside me please, I'm nearly there - Ooh YES,
yes please come in me..." she screamed in ecstasy.

I was just a few seconds behind her and moaned out my pleasure as
I pumped her little cunny full of my fluid, helped by the
pulsations in that lovely pink sheath. I collapsed on my petite
Eve, belatedly remembering to take some weight on my elbows. She
hugged me with surprising strength for one so petite and we lay
in postcoital comfort.

"Mm, that was nice", she murmured, her breath warm on my chest.

"I wasn't too rough, kitten, was I?", I whispered. I'd let myself
go a bit, forgetting about her youth.

"Ooh yes, you were lovely and rough. Mind you, I'll be walking
bow-legged for a week", she teased.

"We'll just have to hope Lily and Ruth don't notice", I joked.

"I s'pect they'll both be walking a bit funny if they're doing
what I think they are", she giggled "Can we roll over, love,
you're squashing me a bit."

"Of course, kitten." We did, and he slipped out of her, rather to
our surprise; we'd almost forgotten he was in there.

Eve lay on top of me, and I felt my come seeping out of her cunny
on to my belly.

"That felt really good, Adam", she whispered "I wasn't sure I
liked it that way round, but that was magic."

"Good for me too, kitten", I confided "I loved watching you come
with him inside you. And then when I came inside you and your
cunny was holding him tight..."

"Mm; I love taking his come, in my `cunny' or in my mouth." As
she said this, she was rubbing that delightfully moist organ
against my belly.

"Stroke yourself lover, if you want to", I whispered. She slid
her hand down between us; I felt her hand on my stomach as she
vigorously frigged her sopping pussy.

"Ooh yes, lover, I'm coming again, oh yes YES! That's so good..."
My belly was now soaked with our mixed juices as she went rigid
on top of me and then totally relaxed. "Sorry, lover", she
murmured when she regained the power of coherent speech "That was
a bit greedy."

"Not at all, Eve, I loved that" I reassured her "Give me your
hand, kitten."

She unclamped her hand from her pussy and slipped her fingers in
my mouth. I tasted her youthful tangy flavour with just a soupçon
of mine. We kissed to share the pleasure, and then rolled over to
rest. Eve curled up like the kitten I called her, and I curled
round her to keep her back warm.

The sound of massed violins woke us at quarter past two, and Eve
had to get ready to leave. She left her frilly knickers in my
care, but not before burying her nose in them to savour our
fragrances. I watched her dress in her original clothes, with
clean knickers that she'd brought, and she watched as I donned my
rather less exciting apparel. After a last passionate kiss, we
went downstairs.

As it was, we bumped into Lily and Ruth as they come out of the
lounge, looking very happy but ever so slightly guilty.

"Adam, Ruth has something to say to you, don't you, love", Lily
announced to my surprise.

"Yes, Lily", Ruth said in a very small voice "Adam, I'm really
sorry I was horrid to you when I came in, and I'm sorry that I
doubted you. Lily and Eve said you were really nice, but I
thought you were some sort of pervert who was going to leap on
all of us and... Well, you know..."

"That's all right, Ruth, it's a good idea to be cautious about
these things", I forgave her. Clearly, shagging her girlfriend's
13-year-old sister didn't count as `perversion'.

"Yes, well, maybe. I just want to say `Thank you very much' for
letting us use your room and..." She put her arms round me and
gave me a smacking kiss on the lips, which involved a fair amount
of stretching on her part - I was too stunned to assist!

Lily was amazed "I thought you hated kissing boys, Ruth?"

"I do", she replied "but Adam's a man, not a boy, and he's
deserved it for being so sweet. It's all right, Lily, it's you I
love."

And there, in front of us, she gave Lily a soul kiss, which was
warmly returned.

For once in our short acquaintance, both Eve and I were
speechless, so we filled the silence by doing the same. Having
just had the pleasure of Ruth's pretty 11-year-old body pressed
against mine, I was reassured to feel Eve's familiar form and to
know that this was real heaven. It felt good for both couples, I
think, to show our affection openly in each other's presence.

Before the girls went, took them into the `futility' room and
introduced them to the chlorine bleach deception. Lily was
impressed, but then it was her cleverness that alerted me to the
need for it in the first place.

I ushered the mini-crocodile out with polite good-byes, such as
might be expected of a tutor taking leave of his pupils, rather
than of my teenage lover and a pair of Junior Lesbians. Even
after all we'd done, the sight of Eve's pert backside in
skin-tight jeans still stirred me as she walked away down my
garden path.

I sat on the couch in the lounge and savoured the faint aroma of
two aroused 11- year-old girls (yes, I know, I'm a pervert), then
went upstairs and lay down to rest surrounded by the stronger
aromas of Eve and myself. Having Eve's knickers under my pillow
probably contributed.

I slept.

 Chapter 10

About two hours later, the phone rang as I was listening to
commentary on my favourite football team's latest disaster. Since
we were already losing two-nil, I wasn't too unhappy to turn off
the radio and pick up the phone. I also had an inkling as to who
it might be, and what she might have to say. I was right.

After my usual gruff greeting, I heard a cheerful "Hello, Grumpy,
it's me, Eve. I'm alone in the house, so we can talk."

"Thought it might be you, lover. How goes it?"

"I'm fine, Adam. Lily and Ruth are delighted with their
afternoon's play, and I had a wonderful time. Thank you, lover."

"Thank you too, kitten" I said sincerely "Did they say anything
about it?"

"Well, they didn't say much when they were together, but Lily
opened up a bit after Ruth left." Eve reported "It seems they did
much the same as last time with lots of `cunnilingus' and `mutual
masturbation' and they `orgasmed lots and lots and lots', but
Ruth had a couple of questions that Lily couldn't answer." (I
could hear the quotation marks in Eve's voice)

"I bet that didn't please her", I laughed.

"Indeed it didn't", Eve agreed "But she wanted to know about the
`nipple thing' which, of course, I could answer. I'll teach her
that tonight in bed."

"Very considerate of you", I teased "Purely for her benefit, of
course."

"Of course, Adam", she giggled "But the other one, I couldn't
help her with. She wanted to know about vibrators; I've never
seen one in the flesh, so to speak, but the ones I've heard about
seem awfully big for an 11-year-old."

"You've never seen one? Not surprising, really; I could show you
one next time you come over. It might be a bit big for you, let
alone Lily and Ruth, though."

"Mm. I'd like to see that... What do you use if for, though,
Adam?" She sounded puzzled.

"I don't, kitten, not for years, but I haven't always been
celibate, you know. I'll check it out and change the batteries
for next time", I promised.

"Ooh, that sounds nice. I could try it, if it's not too big for
me", she laughed "But that doesn't help the girls."

"We'll see, lover", I said cautiously "As to the girls, I wonder
if one of the lipstick- sized ones might do."

"What are they, Adam?"

"They look like lipsticks and they're designed to fit in a
handbag", I explained "They're useful for women who like a quick
come when they're out and about."

"You mean other women really do that?", she asked "I know you
said it wasn't just me, but I wondered if you were being kind.
Aren't they a bit small for adult women's, well, you know..."

"They would be, but that's not what they're designed for. To use
Lily's terminology, they're for `clitoral stimulation'", I
explained "But they would be just about right for Lily and Ruth."

"Yes, about the same size as my finger", she reminisced "Yes, it
would fit really nicely. But you can't expect them to go into a
sex shop together to try one out." She giggled at the thought
and, in so far as a man of my age can giggle, so did I.

"I'll order one on the Net today", I promised "The thing is,
you'll have to give it to them. I've just gained Ruth's
confidence; somehow I think giving her a vibrator with full
instructions might shatter it."

"Fair point, love", she agreed "Will it be ready for next week?"

"We can but hope; Anne Summers usually delivers quite quickly.
I'll explain the workings to you over the phone, when it arrives.
Then I'll slip it into your bag when I hug you in the hall and
you can `remember' it and give it to Lily", I explained.

"I'm not sure Ruth would be too pleased if I did that with you
looking on", she worried "And I couldn't explain it with you
there."

"Hmm. OK how's about I `remember' I've left the back door
unlocked and I go to sort that out." I thought on my feet "While
I take my time, you give Lily the vibrator and explain it to
her."

"Sounds good to me, love. You'd better check the big vibrator as
well. If it doesn't work you can get another one..." she said,
keenly.

"You really fancy that, don't you, kitten."

"Yes, I guess I really am a dirty little girl", she giggled
"Look, I won't question Lily too much about what her and Ruth did
today, if you don't mind. Of course, if she wants to tell me,
that's her affair."

"How much will you tell her about us?", I wondered.

"Not too much detail, lover, I wouldn't want to shock the
innocent little thing", she teased.

"Of course not, Eve", I laughed "But, seriously, tell her
whatever you want - it's your call."

"Thank you, Adam, I won't say too much... Oh, that's Mum at the
gate. Goodbye, lover."

"Goodbye, kitten. Love you."

As it turned out during the week, Eve wasn't too explicit about
Lily and Ruth's Big Day Out. She did tell me how she'd taught
Lily about the `nipple thing'; very much a `hands-on' process, as
she described it, very much on the lines of her own instruction
at my hands. She promised Lily and, by implication, Ruth a
lipstick vibrator if she was good (an unlikely eventuality to my
mind, but there you go). Lily went straight to the Anne Summers
web page and read the details, which relieved Eve of the task of
instruction; I've always felt the Internet to be a corrupting
influence.

It is, however, also a good source of supply. The vibrator
arrived in a surprisingly large package on Thursday morning.

When the girls arrived next Saturday, Lily was clearly
disappointed not to have received her good behaviour award but
was visibly brighter when I returned from our little bit of
theatre. I could make a fair guess at what was concealed in the
hand that she held behind her back, but my expression only showed
irritation at having to desert my guests. (An anagram of `gusset'
by the way, for the wordsmiths out there)

Eve bounced up the stairs ahead of me, conservatively dressed in
a green sweatshirt and jeans. I wondered what delights lay
beneath, but once again she'd outguessed me. As before, she made
me undress and wait in the bathroom.

When she called me in, she was standing there wearing a
well-filled white training bra with ickle pink flowers and the
most virginal and childish knickers one could imagine,
embroidered with a bunny wabbit. "I was a bad girl last week, I
thought I'd be a good girl this week", she giggled.

"And very good it looks, kitten. Since you're being a good little
girl, you won't want to play with the vibrator", I teased.

"What's a vibramator", she giggled, in a childish voice "Is it
like an ice lolly?"

"Surprising alike, except you don't put it in the same mouth,
kitten", I joked "Curiously, this one is called the Rabbit, so it
matches your pretty little knickers."

"Mm, can I see your wabbit, Adam", she asked in the same tone.

I extracted the aforementioned rodent from under a pillow. It was
one of those beasts with a rounded head and a little tongue with
a separate motor, and designed for `clitoral stimulation'. Rather
a nice touch was the attached control box, which enabled the girl
or her partner to control each stimulus individually.

"Ooh - it's bigger than the one I gave to Lily", she said
hesitatingly "Do you think it'll fit?"

"Well, Alice's rabbit went down the hole all right", I teased
"but I think we'd better warm you up a bit, first. Or maybe you'd
like to do that for yourself?"

"Do you mean I should play with my thingy? Mummy says I mustn't."
Eve closed her thighs and covered herself up in a display of
modesty that would convince anyone who hadn't seen her in action
last week.

"Shall I play with it for you", I suggested "your Mummy didn't
tell me I mustn't..."

She put her thumb in her mouth and nodded shyly, which inflamed
me more than I could have imagined. I put down the vibrator,
moved over to her and stroked her breast through her flowery
brassiere. However childish that was, her nipples were well up
for it. Then I slipped my hand down to her crotch. She made a
great show of reluctantly opening her legs to allow me to stroke
her through her sweet little panties. Despite all her show of
shyness, they were already distinctly moist. I slipped my hand
under the elastic waist and felt he heat and moisture of her
cunny.

"Mm, my thingy's all tingly now", she giggled "Can I play with
your thingy, too?"

"Of course, kitten." She touched my cock as if it was a
completely new experience.

"That's right, Eve", I gasped "Stroke him up and down like you
would a pet, dear."

She did so for a few minutes, while I fondled her pussy. Then she
looked up at my shyly "Can I kiss my pet, please?" Without
waiting for an answer, Eve knelt down in front of me and took my
cock in her mouth. As she knelt below me, in the most innocent of
underwear, with her young lips around my adult cock, I realised
that I couldn't last much longer. "Eve, I'm going to come in your
mouth soon."

She backed off my cock for a moment. "But you're already in my
mouth, silly", she piped, and took him back in her childish lips.
When she resumed stroking her pet while still sucking, there was
no turning back. I came in a series of spurts that she swallowed
as fast as I could come. I must have screamed loud enough for the
girls downstairs to hear, and then winced as she refused to stop.
Eventually, I had to push her off my cock and she grinned up at
me.

"Was that your little pet's milk?" she giggled "Mummy says lots
of milk will make me big and strong."

"You dirty little girl, that was wonderful" I gasped, stroking
her hair as she looked up at me with an expression of pure
innocence, rather spoiled by a fleck of come on her cheek. "Now
it's time to see if the rabbit will go down his hole."

"Yes, please, Adam", she said in a voice that had suddenly
resumed its not very full age of 13 "Shall I lie on the bed?"

"That's right. Let me take off those pretty little knickers
first." I knelt down to do it and kissed her pussy on the way
back up.

She unfastened her flowery training bra and handed that to me as
well. "Look after these for me, lover. And yes, I do know they
won't fit you. I was worried that even my boobs would burst out
on the way over", she giggled, and moved over to the bed.

"That's right, love", I encouraged "Lie down as if I was going to
get on top, with your legs spread, and stroke yourself a bit to
get really wet."

She did as I asked and after a minute or so said "Mm. I think I'm
ready now, love. Show the rabbit the burrow."

"Ok, love. I'm not going to turn him on to start with. Stroke her
with him like you would with your finger."

I handed Eve the vibrator, which I had been holding to warm it
up, and she took it by the base. She tentatively touched herself
with the tip and stroked it round her lower lips.

"Now, hold the tip against your entrance like you do with my
cock", I directed "And I'll turn it on to the lowest setting."

"Ooh, that tickles. Nice tickly, though" she wiggled a little.

"Now, push it in as far as you feel comfortable with, and I'll
speed it up a bit", I ordered.

I saw the head disappear inside her pink sheath and she gasped as
its motion increased.

"That's it, kitten", I encouraged "Now, if you can, push it in
until the little tongue touches your button."

"Yes, Adam, it's right in now; it feels really good."

"OK, love, brace yourself", I warned "I'm going to turn on the
little tongue. Tell me to stop if it's too much."

"Oh yes, that's really lovely; that feels just right."

I played Eve like an instrument, savouring the pleasure of her
writhing young body and enjoying her gasps as I gradually
increased the intensity on both controls.

After a few minutes, Eve's knees came up to her chin and her
bottom left the mattress as she gasped out her climax. "Oh yes,
that's great, I'm coming OH OH OH! Oh that's too much, stop,
stop, STOP."

I let her scream and wiggle for a few more moments before
returning the dials to zero.

"That was amazing, Adam, it was almost too much", Eve gasped "You
could have stopped earlier..."

"You could have taken him out, love", I pointed out.

"Ooh, didn't think of that", she giggled "Next time, can I have
the magic box?"

"Of course, kitten", I promised.

"Give it here, then", she demanded.

Rather surprised, I did, and surprise turned to astonishment as
she manipulated the controls to start herself on the road to a
second coming. Rather than be left out, I knelt over her and
timed my handwork to come over her teenage breasts as her limbs
trembled in her second climax in five minutes. I looked down at
my little Eve with the vibrator protruding out of her pussy and
semen spattering her little tits. Curiously, my reaction was love
rather than renewed lust. I took her in my arms and kissed her
tenderly.

"Was that good, kitten?"

"Lovely, thanks, Adam. Still not as good as having you inside me
though, lover"

"Whatever makes you happy, my love."

"You do, Adam, dear." She cuddled up closer to me "I wonder how
the girls are getting on with their vibrator?"

At just that moment, the sound of a muffled scream found its way
through two shut doors and up a flight of stairs.

We hugged close to muffle each other's giggles.

"They seem to have got the hang of it, Eve", I whispered "I
wonder if they heard us."

"Was I very noisy, Adam?"

"Well, I think my hearing will recover eventually", I teased. As
she looked worried I said "No, love that's the whole point of
being here. I doubt that you made any more noise than that young
lady just now."

"Mm. It was nice", she thoughtfully scooped up a spatter of my
come and transferred it to her mouth "I s'pect Lily will tell me
about how they got on, in bed tonight."

When the girls left that day, it seemed to me that Ruth was
marginally the more embarrassed of the two littl'uns, and I
guessed whose cry we'd heard, but they both looked radiant with
satisfaction. Eve whispered something to Lily, who pointed back
at the lounge. I sussed that they'd left the mini-vibrator there,
which was sensible.

They did the chlorine deception thing with their swimwear and,
once again, both pairs hugged in the hall. It had become a nice
recognition of each other's relationships. Eve and I wouldn't
meet for a week and, although Lily and Ruth were leaving
together, it was their last chance for a show of affection before
going out into a cruel world with no place for 11-year-old
lesbians.

After I'd formally ushered them out, I had a sudden and very
perverted thought. I went into the lounge and picked up the
vibrator. Sure enough, the little darlings had left in on the
couch without cleaning it. Being a responsible adult, I did the
job with the equipment to hand - namely my tongue.

I suppose a connoisseur of such things could have distinguished
the flavour of two little cunnies. For me, the delicate flavour
was arousing enough without that skill.

When Eve phoned me the next day, she confirmed my suspicions
about the mini- vibrator - apparently Ruth had wanted to take it
home with her. She was dissuaded from this at the last minute
when Lily pointed out that Ruth's Mum might not be too keen to
find a lipstick in her 11-year-old daughter's bag, let alone a
vibrator disguised as a lipstick! Ruth dropped it on the sofa
just before they left, which accounted for my having to clean it
myself... Mind, you, I didn't tell Eve how I cleaned it!

Apparently they'd really enjoyed using it on each other, although
Lily confessed to being a bit sore after the second time. It was
so effective that she had to shush Ruth after her first orgasm,
because she was afraid that Eve and I might have heard her.
Indeed we did, but given the noise we were making, it didn't
really matter, as Eve pointed out to her little sister. I offered
to leave some lubricant by the couch next time, and after I'd
explained its use to Eve, she promised to pass that knowledge on
to the girls.

Lily can't have been too sore, though, because she'd still
managed to share her session with her sister on the same night,
which is where Eve heard the details of the day's performance.


 Chapter 11

The new regime proved extremely successful, with the weekly
crocodile of young girls arriving apprehensive but excited, and
leaving exhausted but satisfied. Now Ruth was more relaxed about
the whole thing, I could see what Lily saw in her. She was well
developed for her age with a ready wit, and at least Lily's
intellectual equal.

Eve continued the habit of locking me out of my bedroom until she
had dressed appropriately, or inappropriately, as the mood took
her. Since she seemed inclined to ring the changes, I was more
than happy for her to choose from her repertoire for my pleasure.
Neither couple was too worried about disturbing the other, and my
only restriction was that the windows be kept closed to avoid
arousing the horses.

Then, about four weeks later, Eve and Lily turned up at my door,
with no Ruth. I wondered if there'd been a lover's tiff but,
apparently, Ruth had gone down with the snuffles on the morning
of the visit, and Lily was stuck with going `swimming' without
her. She thought of crying off because of Ruth's absence, but
decided not to do anything that would raise her mother's
suspicions.

So, there we were, standing in my hall, with Eve and I gagging
for it and Lily as a potential gooseberry.

"I'm really sorry about this, Adam", she apologised "but I didn't
want my Mum to twig what was going on with me and Ruth. I'll sit
and read in the lounge if you like, or I could go for a walk or
something."

"That's all right, Lily" I conceded "You did the right thing not
to arouse suspicion. Tell you what, would you sit in the lounge
for a moment, while I have a word with Eve?"

Lily clearly had an idea of the subject under discussion, because
she immediately went into the lounge and closed the door.

Eve and I kissed rather stiffly and then I said, "What do you
think, love?"

"About what?" She parried.

"You know very well what", I thrust "Do we leave Lily downstairs
on her own with the vibrator, or do we invite her to join us? I
don't have any designs on your little sister, but it seems cruel
to leave her out while we're making it upstairs."

"Well, I've made love with her, and you've shared with us over
the phone, so I suppose it's not that different than what we've
done before. I must admit the idea turns me on a bit", she
confessed.

"Me too, kitten. You know it's you I love and I know you love me,
so there's no need for either of us to be jealous" I admitted "If
you like I'll just make love to you and Lily will do the same -
I'll keep my hands off her."

"And the rest of you", Eve warned, but with a smile "Don't worry
too much about that, love, let it happen as it happens."

"OK, love. As to the `rest of me', she's too young for that,
anyway. Do you want to invite her now?" I asked.

"Yes, Adam. I don't think she'll need to be asked twice", Eve
giggled.

She was right; she went into the lounge and I didn't hear her
muttered question, but I did hear Lily's joyful "Yes, please."

There were a few more quiet words from Eve and a grunt of assent,
then the two sisters came out to meet me in the hall.

"Thank you, Adam, thank you Eve!", rejoiced Lily "I'll do
anything either of you want."

I noticed that her right hand was behind her back and I had a
fair guess as to what it concealed.

"Sounds good to me, Lily", I smiled "Now, if you'd like to go
upstairs and get ready."

Lily looked puzzled, but Eve whispered "Go on, I'll explain up
there."

I went into the bathroom to undress and wondered what Eve had in
store for us. After rather longer than usual (probably about five
minutes, but it felt like hours), Eve called me in. I entered my
bedroom wondering what to expect, and what I saw took my breath
away. The two sisters lay on my bed naked; Eve on the right with
her more rounded 13-year-old body and Lily beside her, showing
the early promise of her 11 years. Her breast buds were just
little nubs and, as a blonde, her pussy showed no suggestion of
fur. They were admiring their reflections in the mirror, as well
they might, given that Eve had the rabbit vibrator inserted in
her cunny with the control box in Lily's hand, and her sister had
the lipstick vibrator in hers, delicately held between Eve's
fingers. Both were dormant, but definitely ready for use.

"Hello, love", invited Eve "Say when."

"When", I gasped, standing by the side of the bed and taking a
firm grip on my very excited cock, as it loomed over Eve's pretty
young face.

Eve turned the base of the lipstick and Lily jerked as the
sensation hit her. She responded by operating the main control of
the rabbit nestling in Eve's cunny and she in her turn opened her
thighs and gasped. Eve started moving the little vibrator in and
out of her little sister's pink sheath and they both moaned
together. Then Lily twisted the other control of the rabbit as
far as it would go; Eve's bottom leapt off the bed and she
involuntarily pulled the lipstick out of her sister's cunny.

"Too much, OOH that's too much", she cried "Turn it down!"

Lily did as she was told, crying "Yes, Eve, I've done it. Put him
back in, please!"

Eve put the lipstick back in its little hole and both sisters
were soon writhing and moaning. My own hand was moving rapidly
and I could feel my come boiling up inside me. Lily was the first
to break, as Eve touched the lipstick to her little nubbin. "Ooh
yes Eve, YES, here it comes" she squeaked, bringing her knees
almost up to her chin.

I was next, spurting my come all over Eve's face, some even
carrying far enough to splash Lily's cheek. This seemed to
trigger Eve's peak, "Yes, YES, I love your come on my face, oh
GOD that's good. Ooh that's too much, switch it off, Lily!"

In a mixture of post-climactic bliss and surprise at what had
appeared on her sweet little face, Lily was capable of no such
thing. Eve's legs were scissoring, she had dropped the lipstick,
but the vibrator inside her was still continuing its work
unabated. Being of an experimental turn of mind, I let it
continue and Eve's moans of anguish turned into moans of ecstasy
as she experienced a second climax.

Fortunately, by this time, Lily was together enough to use the
controller, despite turning a control the wrong way initially to
wails from her sister, and Eve lay back breathing heavily. I
retrieved the lipstick, which was making a getaway attempt,
switched it off and handed it back to Lily.

"Are you all right, Eve?", Lily asked apologetically "Sorry about
being so slow with the controls."

"Mm. That was good, I came twice, but it was almost too much",
murmured Eve "I see you got some of Adam's come."

"Yeucchh, I can feel it on my cheek", Lily said, disgustedly
"You've got it all over you!"

"It's lovely. Look, it tastes nice." Eve matched action to words
by scooping up some on her finger and licking it off, with every
indication of pleasure.

When Lily remained unconvinced, Eve scooped up some more and
offered it. "Don't be a scaredy-cat, Lily", you like how me and
Ruth taste, don't you?"

"Well, yes, that's different - that's girl stuff... All right,
I'll try it", she plucked up courage, and licked my come off her
sister's finger.

"Mm. It's not so bad, is it?", she admitted "can I try a bit
more?"

"Why don't you lick it off Eve's face and she can do the same for
you?", I offered.

"What? That's a bit...", she remembered her promise "All right
Adam, I will."

I watched the two young sisters lick my come of each other's
faces, with Eve enjoying the pleasure of experience, and Lily
learning by doing.

When she had done, Eve looked up at me with a grin. "Next time",
she complained "I want you to spray more of your come on Lily.
She got to lick the lion's share off me."

"I did too", boasted Lily "It's nicer than it looks."

"Move over, ladies", I motioned, and Lily curled up on the far
side, with Eve spooned round her. I lay behind Eve, cradling a
perfectly-fitting breast in each hand, with my reawakening cock
resting between her thighs. She felt its presence and opened her
legs slightly, so that the tip pressed against her little cunny.
Without a word, she reached under herself and inserted him in
herself. We'd never tried this position before, but our bodies
were now so familiar that the motions came naturally. The feeling
of Eve's tight little channel around my cock was exquisite but,
having come so recently and so copiously, I was in no hurry.

Lily quickly noticed the movement of her sisters body against her
and asked "What are you doing, Eve?"

Eve whispered "Adam's doing me from behind, and it's lovely."

"What, you mean anal intercourse?" Lily sounded shocked.

"No, silly, he's got his penis in my vagina, as you would say,
but he's doing it from behind", she explained "I'll stroke your
nipples while we do it so you can share the feeling."

"Ooh, that's nice", Lily murmured "Is it all right if I use my
vibrator as well?"

"Of course, Lily. Ooh, he feels very nice, Adam", Eve whispered
"He's right up inside me."

It was indeed very nice. A quick glance in the mirror showed my
cock inserted in Eve, while I fondled her breasts with their taut
little nipples. Eve was stroking her sisters' breast buds and
tweaking her teats, while she frigged herself with the mini-
vibrator.

We managed to make it last for a fair time, and it was Eve who
came first, gasping and heaving, while I struggled to hold on and
stay inside. She must have pinched Lily a bit too hard, because
she squealed "Stop it, Eve, that hurts!" before going off into
high-pitched ecstasy. I took quite a bit longer, but that was no
hardship, as I cuddled two satisfied sisters and emptied myself
into my darling Eve with a come that was smooth and relaxing
rather than sharp and volcanic.

We just hugged for a minute or two, and it was Lily who broke the
silence, with a variation on the old question. "That was just so
good for me. Was it good for both of you?"

We murmured our assent.

"Is there anything I can do for you?", she continued.

Well I was spent, but I reckoned Eve was ready to carry on. "Eve,
would you like Lily to show us how good she is at `cunnilingus'?"

"Mm. Sounds nice..." Eve was well afloat on a sea of sensual
pleasure "But isn't my pussy full of your... Oh, I see, what
about it, Lily?"

"I don't mind", Lily said bravely "I think both your stuff tastes
nice, so why not together?"

Eve rolled over on her back and spread her legs and dher little
sister knelt between them, her eager tongue lapping at the
sparsely-furred pussy. I had thought that I was well finished,
but the sight of Lily tasting my come from her sister's cunny had
me hard again in moments. As Eve's excitement mounted and her
sister added to it by stroking her lovely breasts with her little
fingers, my hand once again went to my cock as it rested on Eve's
hip.

Lily had obviously studied her `cunnilingus' well, because she
deftly kept her big sister on the edge of coming, despite her
pleas for a finish. Meanwhile, I was working up to my third come,
something of a record at my age. When Eve was finally allowed to
reach her destination with her sister's face between her taut
thighs, I fired another spurt of semen over Lily's cheek and
Eve's groin. This time Lily voraciously lapped up the latter,
while Eve flopped under her like a landed fish. She then offered
her cheek to her big sister for her share of my offerings.

The three of us hugged and kissed in an indiscriminate heap,
tasting each other's fluids on our lips.

"That was lovely", said Lily, after a while, "But don't say a
word to Ruth about it."

So we didn't. As far as Ruth ever knew, Lily spent the afternoon
alone in the lounge with her vibrator. I never laid hand, or any
other part of my body, on Lily (the odd spurt of semen doesn't
really count) and things went on as before.


 Chapter 12

For several weeks more, everything went smoothly, with the girls
visiting every Saturday, and a good time being had by all. On a
quiet Wednesday evening in November the bombshell dropped.

Eve rang me, obviously upset. "Adam, I've got really bad news".
She paused, and I heard the sound of a Force Twelve pre-teen
tantrum in the background.

"What's that, Eve?" I asked, apprehensively.

"We're all moving up to Newcastle. Lily's going berserk about
being separated from Ruth."

"Yes, I can hear her, kitten. But why are you moving?"

"Mum's got herself a boyfriend. He's been working on a contract
here and that's finished, so he asked her to come back home with
him and she said yes. It's awful!" By the sound of her voice, Eve
was near to tears.

"That's bloody ironic", I muttered. "That's how I met you."

"Worse than that - guess what Mum was doing when we were over at
yours on Saturdays?"

"Shit!" I said, my usual eloquence deserting me in the face of
brutal Fate.

"Shit, indeed", Eve agreed. A door slammed. "Must go, that'll be
Lily. Bye - love you."

"Love you, kitten." The line went dead.

Quite apart from the break-up of our relationships, which would
cause major pain to all four of us, there was the worrying
thought that Lily would lose it completely and let drop something
that would leave us all in the mire. She was only 11, after all.
She'd just embarked on her first sexual adventure, a lesbian one
at that, and she was intelligent enough to realise how difficult
it might be to start again in a strange town.

I would sorely miss Eve and she would miss me. Nevertheless,
under the sexual pleasure, ours was something of a teacher-pupil
relationship, and pupils eventually leave their teachers. It
would hurt, but we would handle it.

I was not a happy bunny, and I didn't sleep well that night.

It was lunchtime the next day when Eve rang. I saw her number
come up on my mobile and answered.

"Hello, kitten, how are you today?"

"Pretty desperate, lover. Last night was terrible; Lily was
totally hysterical and slagged Mum off and then Mum lost it and
slapped her and sent her to bed. That was the slammed door you
heard. The only good thing is that Mum didn't grasp what Lily
meant when she said she loved Ruth, and Lily didn't give anything
away about our visits to yours."

"Thank God for adult innocence and childish discretion", I
gasped.

"Yes, I was so scared, and I hadn't got the chance to warn Lily",
Eve admitted.

"You've warned her now?"

"Yes, we slept together last night. When I'd calmed her down, I
thanked her for keeping quiet about our visits. I don't think it
had even occurred to her, but she got the message."

"Well done, love, that was very tactful." The praise was deserved
and I felt a lot better about one of our problems. "You slept
together?"

"Yes, Lily stormed into our bedroom in floods of tears, so I went
in to Mum, who was very upset, and said I'd look after Lily. I
undressed her and myself and told her to get in bed with me and I
cuddled her until she stopped crying. Then we had our little talk
and she asked if we could make love, so we started stroking each
other. Mum looked in to see if we were all right and she said
goodnight quite happily when she saw us cuddled together. Good
thing she couldn't see under the covers!"

"Well, whatever else happens, you'll still have each other, if
that's any consolation." I always try to look on the bright side.
"When did your Mum say you'd be moving?"

"Well, that's the awful thing," she complained "it'll be before
Christmas, and that's only six weeks away.

"Six weeks!  That's no time at all..."

"'fraid so. Lily had a terrible time this morning telling Ruth at
mid-morning break. What's worst is that they couldn't show their
full feelings." Eve said sympathetically.

"Yes, it's so unfair," I agreed, "will you all be coming over on
Saturday?"

"I think so, love. I don't think Mum will deny us anything at the
moment - I think she feels really guilty."

"Probably true; give my love and sympathy to Lily and Ruth, if
you see her. You know, I'll really miss you, love." I confessed.

"I'll miss you too, Adam." Eve was once again nearly in tears.
"I'll try to keep in touch, but Newcastle is so far away..."

"I know, kitten. Look, I'll see you on Saturday. Love you."

"Love you too, Adam. See you then."


 Chapter 13

It was a very sombre threesome that came to my door on Saturday,
despite Eve making a special effort. She looked delicious in a
denim skirt with a wide leather belt, and a turquoise scoop-neck
top under a brown leather cowgirl type coat. I even noticed her
shoes; they looked like jewel-encrusted sandals. I expect they
have a proper name but, as I said before, shoes are not my
things. Lily and Ruth were dressed much as usual; neither seemed
to take much interest in clothes.

I hugged and kissed Eve as soon as we were inside; then I saw the
expression on the 11-year-old's faces and hugged each girl in
turn. Rather than pair up immediately, I invited the three of
them into the front room (that being neutral territory) to talk
about the turn of events.

Lily, alone of them, though that I might be able to pull a rabbit
out of the hat. I had to inform her that, sadly, my headgear was
utterly devoid of furry animals. Eve told me that the move was
planned for the end of their Autumn Term, only ten days away, and
that her mother's mind was firmly closed on the matter.

Lily showed the beginnings of another tantrum but, when I pointed
out that she would always have her sister but Ruth would be
totally alone, she calmed down considerably and looked pensive.
Ruth gave me a sad little smile and I guessed that she'd been
restraining herself from saying just that for the last three
days.

Having decided that there was absolutely nothing we could do, we
paired off quietly into our respective rooms.

Eve and I kissed and hugged as soon as we entered my bedroom,
together for once.

"Let's get into bed and cuddle, love", she asked, with a catch in
her voice.

"With all our clothes on?" I asked, deadpan.

"Of course not, silly..." she retorted, then saw the grin on my
face and smiled for the first time that day. "Just our undies to
start with, if that's all right with you, Adam, love."

"Yes, kitten, that's fine", I affirmed and started by removing my
shoes.

In a few moments, we stood there, me in my boxers, and Eve in her
daytime lingerie; frilly white cotton bra and matching panties.
In fact, they were very probably what she wore when I first met
her.

We hugged again and, even in the sad circumstances, I couldn't
help feeling the first signs of arousal. Then we slipped under
the covers; she turned her back to me so I could cuddle her from
behind with my hand on her sweet young breasts.

"Just hold me like that for a minute, Adam, love", she whispered,
"I want to feel you all round me."

"Of course, kitten. As long as you like, you're safe here."  By
now I had a full erection pressed against Eve's firm little bum,
but no power on Earth was going to make me force anything on my
little lover.

We lay like that for several minutes, and I could hear Eve
snuffling a bit, and obviously trying not to cry.

"You know, Adam, you've been brilliant for me. I'm so much more
confident now and I can tell the yobs to piss off. I'm doing
better at school as well. I suppose we both knew it wouldn't last
forever what with the age difference and all, but I wish it
didn't have to end so soon", she said bravely.

"Thanks for that, kitten. I'm glad I've helped you; I meant what
I said when we first met, you know. Yes, I guess it wouldn't have
lasted forever, but it's so sudden; it really hurts to know that
we'll have to part so soon." I wasn't that far from tears myself.

She turned her face to me so we could kiss; her cheeks were wet
with tears. Then she unfastened her bra and slipped her knickers
down. "Make love to me from behind, like we did when Lily was
here, lover. I want to feel your arms around me.

Looking back, I suspect that she also didn't want me to see her
tears; I don't think I've ever met a braver girl.

I slipped my underpants down and stroked her little pussy. To my
surprise, it was at least as wet as her face. However unhappy she
was, she was also turned on. She opened her legs for me and
introduced the head of my cock to her cunny-lips. I pushed and he
slid into her tight little sheath.

As I started to move and held her petite breasts with their erect
nipples, she gasped "Oh, Adam, that's lovely - let's take our
time, shall we?"

"Mm" was my succinct reply and we made love slowly and sweetly.
We were still partly dressed; Eve's bra was hanging loose on her
shoulders, and her knickers and my pants hung around our legs.
I'd never felt closer to Eve and, strangely, never felt more part
of an adult relationship.

After a fair while, it was Eve who broke first. She came with a
rising moan of ecstasy and closed her thighs, rather to the
discomfort of my cock. Then she opened up for me and I moved in
and out slowly until I came in one of longest and most tranquil
orgasms of my life.

We cuddled in total peace for several minutes, then Eve broke the
silence. "Oh, that's so nice. I love feeling your come inside me.
I had a lovely come myself. Right now, I never want another lover
but, if I do, he'll never be as good as you."

"That's a beautiful thing to say, kitten. I feel the same about
you, you know. Turn over and kiss me."

She wriggled a bit in the attempt and then giggled "you know
we're still half- dressed?" She slipped her bra and knickers off
and dropped them beside the bed. I did the same with my
underpants and she turned to embrace me face to face.

"I've got an idea for next week", she whispered in my ear "let's
not be miserable because it's our last time, we've had enough of
that today. Let's do a few special things to make it really
exciting."

"What sort of things, Eve?"

"You know me, Adam; exciting things."

I knew her indeed, and not only in the Biblical sense! "OK, love.
If your past ideas are anything to go by, I'll look forward to
it."

"Agreed, then. Now, I'm going to play with myself while you
watch, and then I want you to come in my mouth", she proposed.

"Yes, dear", I accepted, "do you want to use the rabbit?"

"No, love, I have ideas for that for next week, though" she
laughed "right now, I'm going to do myself with my finger like
you taught me. You play with yourself and give me your come when
I finish."

She was as good as her word. She lay back and I knelt by her,
watching from close up as she separated the lips with the fingers
of her left hand and slipped her right index finger into her
cunny, lubricated as it was with her juices and mine. By now, my
face was so close that she must have felt my hot breath on her
belly, and my right hand was working on my cock as per
instructions.

As I watched, she inserted a second finger in herself and giggled
"Look, Adam, you've stretched her with your cock." Then she
started pumping in and out in earnest. I saw her belly stiffen
and her cunny contract round her fingers as she gasped out "Your
come, Adam, please, quick!"

As quickly as I could, I moved across so that my knees were
astride her breasts, and gave myself the few strokes that I
needed to spurt my come into her mouth, still open in ecstasy.

She swallowed it down, and then licked her lips to be sure she'd
missed none of it. Smiling up at me she said "That's one thing
I've learnt; come tastes lovely, at least yours does."

"Your pussy-juice tastes lovely too, kitten", I said, looking
down into her lovely young face, with just the occasional drop of
semen scattered over it. "Come and cuddle."

We lay face to face, cuddling and exchanging light after-sex
kisses.

After ten minutes or so, the accursed radio cut in to remind us
that our time was up.

"Looks like it's time to go, love. Better wipe that come off your
face; don't want to shock the littl'uns", I teased.

"Yes, Adam. Oh no!"

"What's wrong, kitten?"

"Well, I didn't bring a spare pair of knickers, and I'm full of
your come", she wailed. "It would be bloody typical if Mum sees
them and finds out now."

"No problem, love", I've still got your sweet ickle wabbit
panties here. "You can change into those on the train."

"Good thinking, Adam. What would I do without you?" she gave me a
smacking kiss.

"Well, you'd probably not be full of come in the first place", I
teased.

"Dirty old man", she giggled.

"Dirty little girl", I laughed and we hugged again.

When we met the littl'uns in the hall, they'd obviously been
crying but judging by the way they were holding on to each other,
they'd had some pleasure as well.

Eve and I embraced and said goodbye but, for the first time, Lily
and Ruth fondled each other as well through their blue jeans. Eve
and I gave a little shrug and did the same. I got the best deal,
Eve's skirt allowing me to stroke her through her sodden little
panties while she fondled me through my jeans crotch and the
11-year-olds did the same to each other. Eventually, they really
had to go; after they left, I wondered what Eve had in store for
me next week.

Later that afternoon, Eve phoned me to tell me about the journey
home. She giggled when she told me how she had to rout the girls
out of the toilet to change her wet knickers. She had taken pity
on them as they sat together; desperately trying to keep their
hands off each other, and had mentioned how she used public
toilets and changing rooms for her satisfaction. As a result,
they spent most of the journey in there fondling each other's
little bodies.


 Chapter 14

The next Saturday, doomed to be our last together, the girls
turned up as usual. Eve was wearing her chemise top under a parka
with a faded denim skirt and the same sparkly shoes as last week.
As ever, the girls wore jeans, T-shirts and sweaters. As soon as
the door shut behind them, Eve was in my arms and we were
grabbing at each other as we had before we shared the house with
the littl'uns. I soon had my hand on her crotch and inside her
panties and she had my zip undone and her hand on my cock. Lily
and Ruth also threw restraint to the winds and unzipped each
other to gain access to their little pussies. After a few minutes
of this, they stumbled into the lounge arms around each other and
hands still on crotches.

Eve whispered "Time for bed, lover" and started up the stairs. As
I was about to follow her into the bedroom, she kissed me and
said "Wait just a moment, Adam."

As I stripped in the bathroom, I wondered what she had in store
for me; I soon found out.

When she invited me in, she was wearing the chemise top as a
short dress, but apparently with a bra. She gave me a twirl to
reveal her black silky knickers, and I felt a small stab of
disappointment that she was repeating a routine on he last
performance. Still, it was very exciting to see, and my cock
responded appropriately.

She lifted her dress and invited me "Stroke me through my sexy
knickers, lover", which I did with alacrity, to our mutual
pleasure. She fondled my erect cock then asked me "pull them
down, please".

This I did and, to my surprise, she was wearing her ickle wabbit
knickers underneath. I slipped my hand under the waistband to
fondle her pussy and she immediately closed her legs and
complained, in her most childish voice, "No, no, you mustn't.
It's dirty, and Mummy says I mustn't let strange men touch me
down there. I only put Mummy's knickers on to play at gwown-ups."
I noticed, though, that she'd closed her legs with my hand
between them.

"It's no use complaining, little girl. I'm a dirty old man, and
I'm going to have my evil way with you", I threatened.

"No, no", she whimpered, "Mummy will be cwoss if she finds out
I've been doing things with dirty old men."

"Mummy will never know, little girl. I'm going to take your
knickers off and put my gurt big thing inside you", I growled,
pointing at my cock and squeezing her pussy with my other hand,
still trapped between her thighs.

"No, you mustn't, it's dirty and my little thingy's far too small
for that big thing of yours", she whined, staring in mock terror
at my cock.

"Yes I will. Off come your knickers, for a start." I matched
action to words, ripping off her ickle wabbity knickers. "Now to
bed, little girl."

I picked her up easily, her 13-year-old body feeling light as a
feather, and laid her on her back on the bed. I lifted her dress
up around her neck and saw her pretty flowery training bra, which
I removed to further cries of protest and nibbled on her petite
breasts. I `forced' her legs apart against her fake resistance,
and knelt between them to lick her sweet young cunny.

She was soaking wet, but kept up the pretence. "No, no, that's
dirty. Mummy will find out and she'll be so cwoss..."

There was a definite catch in Eve's voice now, and I could tell
she was having trouble keeping up the pretence. I moved up the
bed and over her. "Now put him inside you", I ordered.

"No, you mustn't; it's so naughty..."

"Do as you're told, little girl, or I shall be even crosser than
your Mummy."

"All right, but I'll tell", she conceded, and slipped the head of
my cock into her cunny.

We started shagging furiously; by now we were so aroused that it
only took a minute or so before she came, crying out my name. I
followed seconds after, filling her with my come.

We lay gasping for a fair while, then kissed passionately.

"I thought you were going to repeat yourself there", I admitted.
"That was an amazing performance."

"You like me being a little girl then, Adam?" she grinned.

"It turns me on, so much, kitten. That was really special."

"I've got something else special for you as well, love." She
clapped her hands.

I looked around, and saw that the door was wide open, and
standing there were Lily and Ruth, naked as the day (not so long
ago) when they were born. Holding hands they stepped forward and
stood by the bed, some three feet away from me. It was the first
time I'd seen Ruth other than fully dressed. Her breast buds,
although tiny, were slightly more developed than Lily's. She had
a very slight sprinkling of pussy hair, probably more visible
because she was a brunette. They both smiled down at me and
giggled as my cock rose in response to my excitement at the
glorious vision before my eyes.

"Hello, Adam", she smiled, "we've come to say thank you by giving
you a little show."

"Yes", grinned Lily, "from what you were doing to Eve we got the
idea that you might like little girls. Do you?"

"You watched us? Well, yes, I like what I see..."

"Yes, it was very interesting, said Ruth. We've never watched
anybody do it before. Would you like to watch us?"

"Y-yes", I stammered, "very much indeed."

"I'd like that too" giggled Eve, snuggling up close to me to get
a better view of her little sister and her lesbian lover.

"OK. Shall I go first?" suggested Lily.

Ruth nodded her assent, and sat in the bedroom chair, legs
spread, showing her tiny pink cunny open and wet.

Lily knelt in front of her and buried her head between Ruth's
legs, stroking her little bum as she did so. I rolled over on my
back; Eve leaned over me and took my cock in her hand, stroking
gently. I couldn't see what Lily was doing, but her pert bum and
the expression of her lover's face were enough to be going on
with. There was also the sound of Ruth's gasps and a faint aroma
that I recognised from the front room after their meetings. Then
Lily pulled her head back and shifted so that Eve and I could see
Ruth's cunny, now even more open and wet than before. Lily opened
her left hand to reveal the lipstick vibrator that she'd palmed,
started it, and inserted it into Ruth. The effect was dramatic;
her bum lifted off the chair and she sobbed in ecstasy, followed
by a cry of delight as she came. Lily leant forward to kiss her,
first on the pussy and then on the mouth.

Eve's breasts were pressing against my side and she was still
stroking my cock gently; too gently in fact. I was twitching with
excitement, but Eve kept me just this side of orgasm. I even
moved my own hand down towards my cock, but Eve swatted it away.

Through the red mist, I saw Lily help Ruth up, and I imagined
that I was about to watch the return match. Eve had more than
that planned for me. Lily lay to my right on the bed with her
legs dangling over the end. Ruth knelt between them and put her
mouth to her cunny-lips and started to lick. Eve relinquished her
grip and dipped her head to kiss the head of my cock and surround
him with her delicate little lips. I felt a smaller hand on him
and looked down in amazement to see Lily's hand stroking gently.
As her excitement rose and Ruth's busy tongue brought her nearer
to orgasm, Lily wanked me off into her big sister's mouth.

When I surfaced, I looked down my body and saw Eve with my cock
in her mouth and my come on her chin. Beside her Lily, hand still
on my cock, was gasping in ecstasy with Ruth's tongue teasing her
button. I was erect again almost immediately.

When Lily recovered and felt him swelling in her hand, she let
him go. "Oh no, not again", she teased.

"That's all right, Lily, I'm not greedy", I smiled "that was
lovely - but I thought you didn't like boys?"

"I don't, but I like you", she grinned, "That was to say thank
you. It's Eve's turn now. Give me the vibrator, Ruth."

Ruth raised her head from between Lily's thighs, her face wet
with her lover's juices, and looked behind her to see where Lily
had dropped it.

"How about using the rabbit on me, Lily?" Eve smiled.

"Rabbit?" enquired Ruth.

"That's it", she confirmed, producing it from under the pillow
with a flourish. "You can use one control each." Eve explained
the mechanics of the beast for their benefit and gave it to Lily.
(We knew that Lily was familiar with the beast but suspected that
Ruth didn't)

Eve rolled on her back with a look of expectancy and open legs
and Lily knelt between them. Ruth stood by her, looking from the
vibrator to Eve's little cunny, and her expression showed doubt
as to whether it would fit. Lily, of course, knew better. She
slipped the head between her sister's cunny-lips and slid it in
her up to the hilt. Eve gasped, knowing what was to come. Lily
moved back to stand by Ruth and, together, they held the control
box. Lily started off the main vibrator in a steady rhythm that
had Eve pumping her hips, squeezing her own breasts and breathing
heavily. Ruth joined in with the little tongue and, with
surprising expertise, ran it up and down the scale as Eve
responded with gasps and moans. Within minutes, Eve was coming
dramatically, bouncing up and down in response. She pleaded with
the 11-year-olds to stop, but they cruelly and delightfully kept
up the pressure until she came again, her body tensed and then
utterly relaxed. In the end, I showed mercy, and slipped the
beast out of her cunny, whence it was followed by a torrent of
her juices and mine.

By now, I was fully tumid and ready to go, and I advanced on the
little girls in mock lust.

"No, you don't; we're going back downstairs to play. Hope you
enjoyed it, though", said Lily.

"It was lovely. Thank you, Lily; thank you, Ruth", I smiled.

"Yes, lovely, thank you, girls", gasped Eve.

The two little girls smiled and left, hand in hand, Ruth holding
the lipstick vibrator purposefully.

"Did you like my little treat, love?" giggled Eve.

"It was amazing", I truthfully said. "I never thought that Ruth
would be up for that."

"Oh, she's learned to like you, you know - we all have", she
smiled "I think you're owed a come. How would you like it? Is he
up to performing again now?"

"I think so. Let me come in your mouth, kitten", I asked.

I knelt astride her breasts and she took my cock in her mouth; I
think she was going to miss the feel of that. She took her time,
bringing me close twice before I came, with a hand stroking my
cock and my balls resting between her breasts. She swallowed it
all and I lay beside her and held her in my arms. We kissed
lovingly, allowing me to taste my own flavour, which was nowhere
as disagreeable as I might have imagined.

Then we lay and talked about the future. We promised to stay in
touch, which I suspect neither of us really believed, and that we
loved each other, which we did. Our mood lightened when Eve told
me that the girls had taken her advice to heart and made love in
several toilets and a couple of shop changing-rooms in the last
week. It seemed that they'd resigned themselves to parting and
were determined to enjoy each other as much as possible in their
few remaining days together. No small enclosed place would be
safe from their attentions.

Then it was time for the girls to leave for the last time. We
cuddled furiously in the hall, with no attempt at modesty. I
fondled Eve's pussy through her knickers and the girls had their
hands in each other's jeans. Eve already had her hand on my cock
but, this time, she fished it out of my underwear and knelt to
kiss it, as her little sister and her lover watched. To my
surprise, Ruth took the initiative and started to stroke it. Lily
felt inside my jeans to cup my balls, while they stroked each
other's pussies with their free hands. I thought I was spent, but
the feel, sight, and aroma of three young girls proved me wrong.
I came for the fourth time as Ruth's little fingers urged what
little I had left into Eve's lovely young mouth. Eve and I
embraced tightly, watching as the two little girls fondled each
other to orgasm in front of us.

I looked up at the clock and said, "You'll miss the train, you
know."

"So what", said Eve, "What's Mum going to do? Ban us from
travelling here next week? Anyway, I'm a come behind the rest of
you"

She dropped her knickers, lifted her skirt, and stroked herself
in front of us, two fingers of one hand in her cunny, and two of
the other rubbing her button. Then she gave us her hand to sniff
and lick. Ruth seemed most interested, probably because she was
new to the taste of that delightful organ.

Then it was time to say goodbye, with kisses all round. Even Ruth
got up on tiptoes to give me a deep and passionate kiss,
whispering "I like you just as much as Lily, see" and then they
were gone...

We kept in touch for a while, maybe six months. Then Eve told me
she'd found a boyfriend, Lily had found a little girlfriend, and
that was that. I couldn't bring myself to look for another
partner, even 30-year-olds seemed a bit over-ripe, and I had more
sense than to pursue underage girls.

Two years later, on a grey Saturday morning in March, I was deep
in my much- needed beauty sleep. The doorbell sang its merry tune
at an ungodly hour, maybe as early as ten o'clock. I stomped
downstairs in a bathrobe and a huff, hoping it was the postman
and not the accursed God-botherers. "Yes?" I snapped, and then
boggled as I saw Eve, wearing jeans and a City of Borchester
College sweatshirt. She was maybe two inches taller, slightly
more rounded and even more beautiful than I remembered.

"Still grumpy then, Adam", she laughed, and threw her arms round
my partially clad body in full view of the street.

"Careful, kitten", I admonished. "I don't want to be arrested,
lovely as it is to see you."

"It's all right, Adam, today's my birthday."

"So what? Oh, right..."

"That's right, lover. I'm sixteen; take me upstairs and ravish
me."

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