Date: Fri, 3 Dec 2004 15:42:10 EST
From: Storywriter61@aol.com
Subject: Third episode of Gary and Mary for young friends.

Third Day

	The next morning when I woke up Gary was gone again.  I jumped out
of bed and went to the bathroom Mary and Gary shared.  The door locked both
ways but it was unlocked and I opened it so I could take a leak.  I noticed
at once that Mary's door stood open and I crossed the room to close it.
Mary must have been watching the door because as soon as I moved it she
said, "Leave it open Bob.  I won't watch you pee.  Then come on in here."
	So I did the difficult task of peeing with a hard-on, pushing my
cock down and holding it hard while I pissed.  Then I flushed, rinsed my
hands and peeked around the door.  Mary lay on her bed, the covers turned
down, nude, with her knees raised and her legs spread.  "Hi, Mary," I said,
as i walked over and stood by her side.
	"Hi," she said.  "Want some morning exercise?"  I nodded my head
and reached down and touched her left tit.
	"Sure.  What do you have in mind?"
	"Open up the drawer of my night stand," she said, giving my cock a
stroke or two.  So I opened the drawer and lying in the otherwise empty
space were three rubbers.
	"Where did these come from?" I asked.
	"Amy swiped them for me from her older brother's sock drawer.  He
can't squeal on her if he knows how many he had.  I had them last night,
but I wanted the first time to just be the two of us."
	I took one of the packs out of the drawer and put it on the top of
the table, then lay down next to her.  At once we began to kiss and stroke
each other.  When my hand went to her pussy, I could tell she was already
hot.  I rolled her clit between my fingers and Mary moaned.  "Put it on,
Bob."
	So I rolled over and took the little pack and after fumbling a bit,
I ripped the package open and took out the rubber.  I put it on the tip of
my raging pecker and started to roll it down.  It went a fraction of an
inch and stopped.  "It doesn't unroll," I moaned.
	"Turn it over.  They only unroll one way," Mary said.  So I did
what she said and it rolled right down my cock.  I turned back over and
slip between Mary's raised knees, sliding up so that my prick touched her
pussy.  I pushed, but nothing happened.  Then Mary took my cock in her
hands and guided it to her pussy and I found the entrance.  Slowly I worked
it in with Mary pushing up.  When my cock was in as far as I thought it
would go, I began to go up and down.  It felt great.  Mary loved it too.
Her legs circled mine and she began scratching my back as we pumped.
	I could feel my climax coming and I said, "I'm about to cum,"
	"I'm not there yet.  Hold off."  But I came anyway, though I
continued to pump my cock into her pussy as long as my spasms shook my
body.  "Don't stop, Bob.  Do something."
	I could feel my cock shrinking, but I slid out of her and just
crawled rapidly until my face hovered over her pussy, then began to finish
her off with my tongue.  She thrust her hips into my face as I shoved my
tongue into her love canal where my cock had just been.  And she exploded,
pushing my face into her cunt with her hands while bucking her hips towards
me.  At last she relaxed.
	"That was great," I said.  "Weren't you a virgin?"
	"I was," she said.  "Not any more."
	"But your cherry?"
	"Must have been real small.  There was just a little pain just
after you started.  Like a pin prick.  They told us in sex ed that girls
are different like that.  Some are easy, some not so. "
	"Oh."  Then I remembered her parents.  "Are you folks gone?"
	"Yeah.  But Gary'll be home soon."
	"Actually, I'm home now.  So what are you doing?" Gary said,
walking into Mary's room.  It hit me that maybe Gary wouldn't like the idea
that Mary and I had just screwed.
	"Well, bro, Bob has just made sure I'm no longer a virgin.  And
that's great."
	"Really?"  Gary walked over to the bed and unfastened his belt.  "I
guess that means Bob wants to do me next."  He unzipped, undid his waist
button and pulled his jeans and shorts down, revealing a ragging boner.  I
reached out and touched it before swinging up so I sat at the bed's edge.
I figured that Gary wanted to get off, so I just took his cock deep in my
mouth and began sucking him.
	"Oh, yes," he said, and began to move his hips to reenforce what my
mouth did.  Mary put her arms around me and began to play with my nipples
while rubbing my back with her bare breasts.  Between Gary's cock moving in
my mouth and Mary's hands and tits, my dick sprang back to attention in
seconds.
	Mary must have noticed that.  She released me and said, "Bob, lie
down on your back with your head over the bed."
	"Hey, I don't want him to stop," Gary objected.
	"It won't be a second.  You're going to enjoy this."  So I took my
mouth off Gary's eager cock and he backed up to let me lie on the bed on my
back and drape my head over the edge as Mary suggested.  So I looked at
Gary's balls and prick upside down.  He had pre-cum dripping out of his
slit.  "Okay, Gary, his mouth is all yours," she said, and Gary moved
forward and pushed his cock into my receptive mouth, to slide it in, back
out, and work it in again.  Then I felt her move and the next second I felt
her pull the used condom off my cock.  Then her lips began to c lean up the
cum before she took me into her mouth and began to work me over.
	It was awesome.  Gary grinding away into my mouth while Mary's lips
and tongue worked my prick.  "This is great.  Oh, great.  Oh, oh.  Cumming.
Cumming," he said, and with a couple of twitches, his cock shot its still
large load into my mouth.  He must have shot five times before he finally
stopped pumping and drew his rapidly softening cock from my mouth. I looked
and Mary was lying between my legs, working on my cock.  As soon as she saw
her brother move out of the way she began to shift around and suddenly her
wet pussy rested where my lips and tongue could reach it.
	She must have really been getting off with what she was doing
because it wasn't a minute before more fluid gushed into my mouth, just as
my load started cascading into hers.  Then she collapsed on top of me in a
spent heap.