Date: Mon, 5 Sep 2005 10:42:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: xybiguy <xybiguy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Encounter on Exit 144      (Bisexual, Adult-Youth)

Encounter on Exit 144
By
Smoothxmarine

This story is fiction involving myself (adult male) and two teenage girls,
inspired by a "pump girl" at a gas station I stopped at on a trip to a
neighboring state over the Labor Day weekend.

Dead out of gas, I pulled off on exit 144 to fill-up.  I had a 3 day
weekend due to the Labor Day holiday and decided to take a little trip to a
large city in a state adjoining my own, to suck as much cock as possible,
and maybe, if lucky, land a pussy or two.  I had no idea when I drove into
that station how lucky I would truly be, and before I even reached my
destination!

I pulled into an empty pump, got out of my car and removed the gas cap.
This state, unlike my own, does not allow customers to pump their own gas,
rather it must be done by an employee.  A gorgeous young girl then
approached me, looking not old enough to be working there, and asked me
what I'd like.  I started to tell her what I really wanted, but, of course,
then just said "fill it with regular".  She took my credit card, inserted
it into the pump, handed it back, placed the nozzle in the tank tube, set
it and said she'd be right back.  I began having fantasies about what I'd
like to do with her almost immediately while waiting for my tank to be
filled.

Just a few seconds later, a late-model red mustang convertible pulled-in,
driven by a striking teen blond girl.  She pulled in front of me, got out
and immediately embraced the other girl in a brief, but highly-affectionate
hug.  As they stood there talking, their hands were still lightly touching
one another, with the pump girl having hers on the blond's hips, while the
blond had hers on the other girl's forearms, caressing them it seemed,
lingering in a very sensual way.  What a sight to behold this was, my
imagination was going crazy, at this point!  The pump girl was about 5'2",
with long flaming red hair (a weakness for me), freckles, dancing azure
eyes, a mischievious smile, breasts the size of very small apples, nicely
shaped hips and an overall petite appearance (difficult to tell too many
details, as she was wearing a baggy t-shirt and jeans). The other girl was
blond, as I said, a couple inches taller than the redhead, a little
slimmer, hair slightly curly to mid-back, even tinier breasts (another of
my many weaknesses), a very thin waist, flat stomach, and slender smooth
legs.  Her face was porcelain white, aquiline nose, pure blue eyes,
commercial-white, straight teeth and flawless skin.  She truly looked like
a young fashion model in the making.  She, unlike the other one, was
wearing only one of those hanky-type halters, with the back open (no bra)
and Daisy May cutoff jean short-shorts. I was standing transfixed watching
this display when the most amazing thing happened...they both looked at me
at the same moment, with the redhead slightly moving her head in a
"come-hither" manner I had seen before.

I walked over as casually as I could, having no real idea why they were
summoning me, only a distant, impossible hope.  They both giggled, in that
cute teen girl way, probably due to the completely dumbfounded expression
that must have appeared on my face.

"Can I wash your window or check your dipstick today", the redhead asked,
innocently.

At this point, the blond collapsed against her car in a fit of laughter, so
much that she almost began choking.

"Nope, the oil should be fine", I mumbled, then asking,"is she OK?

"Oh, man, she is better than OK", the redhead baited, "would you like to
see for yourself?"

"Do you mean what I think you mean", I asked, my heart racing.

"She sure the fuck does", the blond chimed in, now fully recovered.

"How, where?", I asked, completely taken off-guard, unbelieving that this
was for real.

"Leave that to me," the redhead said, in a commanding tone.

She then called to a slightly-overweight, dull-looking, twenty-something
young man, asking him to take over the pumps for a while, which were pretty
slow at the moment, having given us the opportunity for this exchange.  He
shouted back, "no problem", then the redhead told me to move my car over to
a space on the side, then meet her at a door in the back.  As I did so, the
blond backed her mustang into the slot beside me.  We then walked to the
back door together, she putting her hand around my waist, as soon as we had
cleared the corner.

A minute or so later, the door was unlocked from the inside by the redhead.
The area looked like a fairly-normal employee break room, with all the
requisite equipment, but in addition to the small table and chairs, I
noticed a futon in the corner, as well.  It was carpeted with cheap,
industrial-type carpet, better than tile, but not much.

"We don't have very long, I told the others I wasn't feeling well and
wanted to lie down for a while.  The other door to the store locks from
this side, so we won't be disturbed, it we hurry", she reported.

By this time, the blond, whose name was Mandy I learned, already had her
hanky top, shorts and pink g-string panties that matched her lip gloss,
off.  When I looked at her, to take it all in, she rushed to me and kissed
me deeply, moaning and maybe grunting a little, too.  She kissed me so
hard, at first, that it hurt my lips, then gradually moved into a very
sensual, wet deep exchange.  After a minute, she withdrew and pulled my
tank top over my head for me.  She then undid my jeans shorts and slid them
down, underwear in tow, my hard cock standing at attention, ready for duty.
She even untied and removed my shoes, leaving my socks intact, for some
reason.  While we were so engaged, the redhead, Aideen (Irish for fire, I
was later to discover, a name she certainly lived up to), was sitting on
the futon, removing her clothing, t-shirt, jogging bra, jeans, bikini
panties with tiny purple tulips on them and shoes.  I only viewed her for
an instant, because Mandy jumped back on me in her quest to drive her
tongue completely out the back of my head.

Kissing Mandy was wonderful, after we got a bit accustomed to one another.
I would stick my tongue out and she would suck it like a little cock,
giggling about the analogy at one point.  Her body felt indescribably
delicious.  I reached around to grasp her buttocks and they were so small
they fit nicely in each of my hands, which are not large at all.  Now I'm a
smaller guy, I should tell you, 5'4", 135 pounds, but muscular and smooth
of body, as a result of 20+ years of weighttraining and a little selective
shaving, respectively.  However, I am 55 years old and could not understand
why these two beautiful young, and highly-illegal (Aideen, pronounced
adeen, at 15, looking 13, and Mandy at just turned 16) creatures would
choose to have jungle sex with a man of my many years.  I was to find out
that and much more later, but now back to the girls.

I broke Mandy's kiss and leaned down to suck one of her tiny pink nipples,
as I was a bit shorter than she, which also incredibly enough, matched both
panties and lip gloss.  Her chest size could not have been more than 30, in
my estimation, just little hillocks with slightly expanded nipple size,
about like you would expect to see on an 11 or 12 year old, my favorite age
for girls, by the way.  The nipples themselves, however, were fully
engorged, though small, slightly puffy, and rigid in my mouth.  She gasped
when I first covered it, stroking my shoulder in one hand and my neck in
the other.  A moment later she wrapped her right hand around my cock and
slowly began to jack it.  Then Aideen made her first appearance, in a very
overt way.  As I had been so consumed with Mandy, I had almost forgotten
she was there...man, was she there all right!

Having resumed kissing Mandy, I felt a sudden push back in my nether
regions, as Mandy pulled away a bit. Looking down, I saw a now naked Aideen
with Mandy's pink (man, is this girl pink or what?) little pussy lips
pulled apart with her hands, lapping away at her clit, as if it were her
last meal, streamers of her saliva floating down on her thighs, neck and
breasts, red-maned head thrusting softly back into my crotch with every
ministration, giving her friend a very serious, wet treatment.

"Oh, Aid, baby, that is it...fuck you know how to do me, uuh, uuh, uuh", she
breathed.

She then buried her face in my neck, licking and sucking there (out of
control with pleasure, methinks) and thrusting her pussy into her friend's
mouth and tongue, simulating fucking a man.  In the meantime, Aideen held
Mandy's ass tightly, so as to keep her face in contact with that little
honeypot, lest she chip a tooth or cut a lip, I suspect, with the ramming
that Mandy was doing.

"Aah, aah, aah, I'm cumming, oh fuck, I'm cumming in your mouth, Aid, can
you taste it, ba-by, ba-by, oh, oh, oh", she stammered.

After a moment, her hip movements transitioned to a slow, sensual grind of
her friend's face, no thrusting, just reveling in the afterglow.  Aideen
looked up at us, laughing, as Mandy must have appeared satiated and I
absolutely incredulous at what I just witnessed between a 16 and 15 year
old.

"That OK, Man?", she inquired, already knowing the answer, the lower half
of her face sticky and wet with the combination of her own saliva and
Mandy's free-flowing juices.

"No matter how often you do that, it never ceases to amaze me how fucking
good you are, girl!", Mandy responded with admiration.

Aideen said nothing, but rather grasped cock and brought it into her mouth.
Mandy dropped to her knees beside her and began running her tongue around
on my balls and lengthwise on the shaft, while Aideen worked the head.
They were very good about sharing, however, and changed positions after a
short while.  Mandy withdrew her mouth for a moment, and began jacking me
slowly.  Looking at her friend's face, who still had her mouth open in lust
and wanting a couple of inches away, she spit forcefully into Aideen's
mouth.  Aideen immediately returned the favor, half of it going in her
mouth and half on her face, at which point, they both cracked-up laughing.
Aideen moved first this time, kissing Mandy full-on, spittle and my precum
like a spiderweb between them, dripping onto their bodies, as well.  Fuck,
these little girls were nasty...yep, just the way I like them!

"Are you going to introduce me to your friend, Man, he looks nice?", Aideen
coyly teased, looking Mandy in the face, after breaking their kiss.

"Allow me to introduce myself", I interjected before Mandy could respond,
dropping to a sitting position on the floor beside her, grabbing her by her
long red tresses and pulling her mouth to mine.  She was also a good kisser
(Hell, they practiced on each other, so no rocket science there) too, but
different from Mandy, more childlike and submissive, responsive but waiting
for me to lead.  This was a tremendous turn-on for me, as I said, since she
looked about 13.  We kissed, then I licked her chin and cheeks, tasty the
sweetness of her friend as I did so, coupled with her own.  When she was
clean, I held her back for a moment to drink her in, then asking her to lie
back on the floor so I could get a better view.  She reclined and I saw a
girl with freckles that fell off her face like misty rain on to her
shoulders and the top of her precious little breasts, maybe a size bigger
at 32 than Mandy's 30, with more distinct aeroles, brownish-red in color,
and a tad bigger nipple.  Her little snatch had light downy red hair along
the sides, which she folded back to show me her lips and clit.

I snuck forward, on hands and knees, placing my face between her moist pink
lips, then began to feed.  She tasted divine, just like I would expect of a
little girl.  Her clit got hard very quickly and it was there I focused my
attention, in order to be most efficient, knowing we had little time left.

"Mmm, mmm, suck my pussy, daddy, God yes", she moaned (I really loved the
daddy part, if only I was her daddy!).

In no time at all, working on her clit, she began to push her little red
cunt into my face, gently, but forcefully.  I knew her time had "cum"
(pardon the pun, couldn't resist, will try to restrain myself in the
future, but no promises).

"Ah, hah, ah, hah, ah, hah", she squealed, breathlessly, panting in
between, obviously cumming in a big way, which made me think of the way an
11 or 12 year old girl might sound under the circumstances.  After about
twenty seconds, she began to relax, smiling with a big sigh.

Still smiling, she said "this is really fun, and thanks lots, but we've
kind of got to hurry up if we're going to get finished, sorry", she said
regrettably.

"You're right, lost my focus for a minute, think you can see why", I joked.

"I think I have an idea you two will really like", I then volunteered.

We moved to the futon, which we converted from its couch position, after
first evicting Mandy, who had half her hand up her adorably, sweet little
teen pussy, while watching us play.  Mandy's cunt, by the way, was hairless
and didn't even look like she shaved, at least I didn't see any telltale
marks, which I found rather amazing.  I told Mandy to lie on the futon and
put Aideen in a 69 position over her.  I then brought Aideen up on her
knees and got behind her, doggy style.  Aideen found a pillow for Mandy to
put under her head, so that she could eat at Aideen's Diner this time.  I
figured if I came prematurely out of an old man's excitement while fucking
this 15 year old, that Aideen could at least get her friend off again,
since it had been the longest time since she had cum, Aideen just finishing
a moment ago.

I entered Aideen easily, sliding my cock in to the hilt, felt like I died
and went to Heaven.  My cock is only 5 inches and of average thickness, but
it does get hard and no one complains, so I think I use what I have pretty
well.

"Oh, Jeff, that feels good, I want you to fuck me, fuck me like I was your
own daughter, OK?," she asked very seriously.

"Just like you're my own, honey, just like you're my own", I responded,
somewhat robotically.

As both girls had gone to happily and noisily eating their assignments, I
began to address my own duties, as well.  I asked Mandy if she wanted to
eat my cum, and she nodded her head up and down Aideen's wet slot,
murmuring "uh-huh".

"No fair, Man, I want some, too", Aideen immediately objected.

"That's OK, Aid, you can share...you'll do that with your friend, right,
Man?," I posed, with another head nod and "uh-huh" emitting from her,
somewhere under both our bodies.

Within 5 minutes or so, Mandy began to become very animated, lifting her
hips off the futon and rotating her hips.  She was so overcome she removed
her mouth from her friend's little muff, involuntarily, I'm sure.

This thought sent me into orbit and I knew I was going to blow.  I warned
Mandy, then withdrew my lathered prick, pumping jet after jet of hot juice
into her open mouth, still very vocal from her continuing, but now-dying
orgasm.  Aideen immediately turned around and laid on her back, head
opposite to Mandy's.  Mandy got up and moved to her face, getting within an
inch or so of her mouth, and dropping two or three big cum snowballs into
her waiting oral cavity.  When completely out of spunk, she then leaned
into her friend and began kissing her deeply and hotly, both their youthful
faces smeared with my juices.  I swear, if I had anything left that sight
alone would have made me cum again.  After swallowing, I presume, they
licked each other clean and we all lay down together briefly before going
our separate ways.

 While we were dressing, I learned that both Mandy and Aideen had sex with
both their fathers, uncles, brothers, grandfathers and pretty much all the
males in the family and had done so since the age of 11 or 12.  They both
admitted to having a "daddy complex", really being excited by older men,
but only those that took physical care of themselves, not the old, smelly,
flabby type.  Fortunately, the related, the men (and boys) in their
families were all very cognizant of their health and appearance.  Aideen's
father had migrated from Ireland as a youth himself but, since she was born
here, had no accent at all.  She certainly looked the part, though, with
her flaming red hair and freckles, like she was straight off the island.
Mandy was a transplanted California girl ( long blond hair, artistic use of
makeup, red mustang, who would have guessed?).  Her father was good friends
with Aideen's, which is the way they met when they were young girls about 7
or 8.  Both the fathers and all the males of the household believed in the
same premise ^Ö that young girls should provide said males with sex
whenever they were asked (I would love to be in one of these families).
Fortunately, they quickly became willing participants, as neither could get
enough, loving sex as much or more than their male counterparts, they
readily admitted.  The girls also told me that almost all the males were
bi, as were the girls in both families, and that the two families got
together and shared the girls (and each other, I presume) on a regular
basis.  As a result, just about everyone had fucked everyone else.  Mandy
had one sister, Terra, who was 11, and two brothers, Aaron, 15, and Chase,
13.  Aideen had a 12 year old sister, Ruari (pronounced rori), and 14 year
old brother, Kieran.  Being bi, the mental images/fantasies I was having at
this point were, to put it mildly, rather vivid.  Interestingly enough,
there was one caveat to all this....neither of their mothers knew anything
about this.  They both stressed that their mothers were very conservative,
conventional women and if they found out, everyone over 18 would be going
to jail, for sure.  They, on the other hand, planned to find husbands who
supported this kind of lifestyle and raise their children in it, as they
felt it was the healthiest, most loving and pleasurable one in existence.
Truly, the seemed to thrive with this rather unorthodox childhood,
appearing happy, intelligent and well-adjusted, which is more than I can
say for some kids from so-called "normal" families.

Time to go, I kissed first Mandy, then Aideen, individually, just before
Mandy, ever-aggressive little slut she was, pushed the backs of our heads
towards her, so we all could have a three-way tongue bath.  We exchanged
phone numbers and emails and, reluctantly, finally parted.  They said they
would talk to their dads and tell him how "cool" I was, in the hope of
inviting me to a family gathering.  This little episode aside, the thought
of having an 11 year old girl and a 12 year old boy, at the same time, kept
me hard for the remaining hundred miles to my destination.

I hope you enjoyed reading this story, as much as I did writing it.  I have
several on the Nifty website, just look for them under Smoothxmarine, and
ideas for dozens more, which you'll see in the coming months.  I am a lover
of youth, obviously, both boys and girls, and would like to hear from
anyone who shares this interest.  I particularly like the time around
puberty (boys 11-14, girls 10-13).  One thing, though, if you tell me
you're under 18 years of age, I will not be able to respond to you, the
laws being what they are.  Physically, I am a smooth, fit, athletic guy, 55
years old, but look younger.  I am a former Marine, have been lifting
weights for 20+ years and cycle 5 or 6 hours per week.  I'm not a prima
dona, however, and can't stand those types, though I do prefer people who
take care of themselves, physically, height-weight proportionate.  I would
very much like to make long-term "cyber-buddies" with those who appreciate
kids this age and would even be willing to travel to meet those who live in
the Pacific Northwest...Washington, Idaho, and Oregon, maybe even as far as
BC or Montana, to discuss this fascination in an "up close and personal
way".  This type of thing is so much better when shared with other
appreciators then by one's self, I find.  My email is xybiguy@yahoo.com, if
you'd like to reach me and I'm also on Yahoo IM, under smoothxmarine or
xybiguy...over and out, for now.