Date: Fri, 21 Jul 2006 21:40:02 +0100
From: mozzie@zalau.ro
Subject: Suzie #15

This is the story of a girl's sexual awakening and her experiences and
those of her friends. How her curiousity and self-doubt bring her to
explore new heights in pleasure. The story will develop to show instances
of masturbation, M/F, M/F/F, F/F, M/M - if any of this is likely to cause
you offence, please do not read on ....

I pushed Liam back onto the bed beside his sister, momentarily towering
over him. My knees were outside his and my hands rested on his thighs. His
cock lay rigid, straining up an inch or so from his tense stomach, the
swollen top a massive shimmering dark globe. In the light of this room his
glans looked almost black, a drop of glistening precum ran from the tip.

Chloe was lying beside him on her back. Her eyes glued to the action just
inches away from her. Both of her hands were returning from deep under the
hem of her long black robe, a familiar black key-fob control in her hand.

I lowered myself to the floor, pulling Liam's knees apart so that I could
kneel between them. My hands slid up his thighs and over his hips, pulling
him slightly towards me. I peppered his inner thighs with kisses working my
way slowly up towards his groin. I strained my eyes up in their sockets to
watch his member throbbing visibly, that sight keeping the boiling mass
sloshing inside me. I reached sideways and lifted the key fob from Chloe's
hand, I pressed one button - I can't remember which one - Chloe jumped as
the silent vibrations had obviously started beneath her cloak. I slipped
the remote control under the bed.

My kisses found Liam's balls. They rose at my approach. I thought that this
was just like a boy's dick jumping, the feeling and sight of which is a
real turn of mine. I thought that his balls would come back down and let me
do something to make them rise again. They didn't. I forced my head between
Liam's thighs to lick and kiss the slightly hairy sack, sliding my tongue
off one orb then up the crevice between it and its slightly-higher
neighbour.

Chloe was staring at us, her mouth open in little gasps as the device
unseen beneath her robes pleasured her unstoppably. I held Liam's tool
lightly and pulled it gently to a near vertical position, offering it to
his sister. "Go on," I said, "you know you want to."

There was a moment of hesitation, of real doubt, on Chloe's face before she
sprang forward. She took nearly the top third of Liam's shaft in her mouth
before she stopped going down on it. I let it go, fearful that she would
hurt her face on my fist if I left it there. Her lips clamped onto the
rigid tool and she sucked in so hard her cheeks caved in. She stayed there
frantically sucking. She had no idea.

"No, no" I said, as I pushed her shoulder up "do this." Chloe lifted her
face off her brother's penis. Slowly I ran my tongue all the way from his
ball sack to the straining tip, thrilling as the hard shaft rose powerfully
and pressed against my tongue all the way until my tongue ran off the tip
and allowed it to slap back against his stomach.

Chloe copied what I had done. As soon as her tongue fell off Liam's
rock-hard tool, I grabbed that iron like rod. My tongue ran around the
ridge at the bottom of that hard dark knob, spiralling upwards, around and
around until it met the slit at the top. Its job not yet done, the very tip
of my tongue dipped and probed, trying to enter that tiny slit, rapidly
flicking up and down its dark recess. Liam's hips thrust up towards my
face, his buttocks pinched in as he forced his groin towards my face. He
was arched slightly on the bed, his hands grasping handfuls of dark quilt
cover and his eyes screwed shut. His mouth was slightly open, gulping in
breath.

As soon as I had stopped, Chloe followed my lead. Her tongue snaked around
Liam's bell end in a pretty good imitation of what I had just done. Chloe's
free hand was pressed against the front of her cloak, putting more and more
pressure on the vibrating device beneath. She moved her hand, tugging it
free for an instant as it got tangled in the voluminous folds.

"Why don't you take that off?" I said, taking hold of Liam's cock once
more. Chloe looked uncertain but sat up and lifted her bottom off the bed
just enough to pull the long dark robe clean up and over her head. Even in
the semi-darkened room I could make out she wore no bra. Her breasts were
smaller than mine but her hardened nipples jutted forward just the same. In
her swimsuit I had not appreciated just how thin she was, I could almost
make out her ribs. I had imagined finding her wearing panties with 'my'
butterfly device clamped onto their front. Instead she was wearing a
similar G-string to the butterfly but with a hard round disc on the
front. It took me a while to realise that this was the base of a dildo
embedded inside her gaping vagina.

Even as I took all this in, I lowered my mouth over Liam's pole. I managed
to get about a half of it in before it seemed to be touching the back of my
throat. A little too far, I fought hard to avoid gagging. My hand grasped
the root of the boy's penis, pushing him back - trying to stop him
thrusting that hard rod into my throat. I sucked in deeply and clamped my
lips around his smooth skin. I lifted slowly about two centimetres and then
I slid back down one, then up another two and down one, and so on until my
lips were clamped touching the ridge beneath his swollen head.

Liam was writing and twisting on the bed, I think his back formed like a
permanent arch by this time. From the top I slid my lips all the way back
down, ready to start again. I had momentarily forgotten about Chloe until I
sensed her hand moving down to take over mine, anticipating me asking her
to repeat what I had just shown her. She wasn't perfect but I don't think
Liam cared, her head bobbed up and down, slowly getting higher and higher
as it did.

Liam's tool was leaking beads of precum, combining with our saliva. There
was a moments rest in the attention that it had been receiving and Liam's
back lost its arch and fell the inch or so to the bed. This beautiful boy
had lain there while two girls took it turn and turn about on him. It was
clearly proving too much for the teenager.

Chloe was twitching in her own electrically induced world. I reached under
the bed as discretely as I could, my fingers searching out the remote
control to her dildo. I pressed the second control.

Chloe looked blank, looked startled. The device that had been silently
pleasuring her now buzzed loudly, the volume of the vibration rising and
falling in a regular pattern. Both of her hands shot to her groin and
clamped on the device. Chloe gasped, the unexpected change of pace along
with a voyeuristic overdose had finally tipped her over the edge. She fell
back on the bed beside her brother, desperately trying to get her breathing
back under control. Its job done I pressed the second control once more and
the buzzing ceased.

I had feared that I had turned it off altogether. Unashamedly I reached out
and touched the base of the dildo, not concerned that it was embedded in
another girl's most intimate of places. My fingertips told me that it was
still buzzing gently, obviously back on it original 'simmering'.

Liam was still lying back on the bed, I think grateful for the few seconds'
rest that his sister's orgasm had earned him. Chloe had recovered her
breath well enough to ask, "Is he going to come?" Before I could give the
benefit of my experience which, thinking back was simply stating the
obvious, Liam half-gasped. "I'm close."

Chloe leant forward, I thought to use her mouth once more, but she stopped
to stare unblinking at what was going to happen. Clearly she was not as
experienced, certainly not with boys, as I had given her credit for.

The poor boy was desperate but, although I had calmed down a little, the
action had kept me pretty much on the brink. I still had my needs and Liam
was a big part of those.

"Liam," I asked, "how close are you? I can finish you off right now or you
can have a rest and use this inside me. Its up to you, but if I bring you
off now you simply have to screw me later OK" It had taken all the
generosity that I could muster to put off what I was so aching to get, but
the boy's needs were clearly greater than mine at that moment.

His reply was instant, "I'll rest a little." I was still knelt between his
knees, it seemed only natural to kiss him in thanks. I kissed him once,
gently on the top his erection. It jumped and a small jet of white globules
came out an inch. 'Shit!' I thought to myself, he'd been so close that my
kiss has finished him off. I thought I was going to have to wait until he
had recovered. To my surprise, there were no further jets; he was managing
to keep himself in control somehow.

Chloe had composed herself again and was delighted. "You guys are really,
really going to do it! I mean like really do it, here. Wow!"

I stood up but lay immediately down beside Liam on the bed, the other side
to his sister. Three naked teenagers full of raging hormones just waiting
to explode - it was almost like the plot of a disaster movie.

Liam reached out and gently ran his hand down my face.  His hand slid down
my body, he moved slightly forward and kissed me softly on the mouth. I
noticed he stayed virtually flat on his back, keeping his organ well out of
the way, but turned sideways to reach out and touch me. I only hoped that
Chloe on the other side could resist trying out some of her newfound
skills. I need not have worried, without me to urge her on; she seemed to
have quickly regained her natural guard against incest.

Liam and I kissed gently, chatting between our kisses. He seemed to
appreciate the chance to divert his attention. His hands worked their way
lower and lower, stroking my skin gently first with his fingertips and then
with the back of his hand. Eventually his fingers found my mound, brushing
my oh-so-sensitive clit on their way inside me. The molten lava that had
backed off a little, but only on a 'hair trigger', came rushing
forward. His finger arched inside me and was flooded by an outpouring of my
pent-up love juice. He continued to push his finger inside me, curving it
up, reaching, probing and seeking.

The room echoed to the muted sound of Goth music and the gentle slurping of
his fingers working their magic inside me. Chloe lay transfixed beside us,
her own hands gently pushing at the dildo fastened between her legs.

I could stand it no longer. "Liam, please now." I gasped as a shudder
caught me mid-sentence.

Suddenly the probing stopped. I had been bracing myself for the orgasm that
was rushing towards me and then everything stopped! Liam had taken his
fingers away and was moving about the bed. The bed tilted as Liam's weight
shifted. I felt my knees being forced apart by strong hands on my inner
thighs. Liam was knelt between my outstretched thighs. My hips were bodily
lifted from the bed as he pulled me back onto his lap.

His fingertips brushed my mound again as he guided the head of his dick
just inside my sopping wet hole. "Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded
desperately. Liam lifted himself a little and eased his length into me
slowly. He was actually biting his lip as he penetrated me. Inch by inch he
slid slickly in, I could feel him stretching me wider and then pushing the
end of my tube further back than it had been before.

Eventually the violation paused. Liam's face, chest and back were
glistening with sweat. His lips pursed as he looked down between us. I
followed his gaze. Our groins were nestled tightly together. Our pubic
hairs, glistening with the droplets of sweat and love juices, entwined. Not
an inch of Liam's tool could be seen. He was inside me; all of him was
inside me. I looked at my belly, trying to imagine the boy's hardened skin
deep inside me.

Liam drew his length out slowly, clearly relishing the sensations that this
caused him, before sliding it back inside me. Only stopping his thrust when
our hipbones bumped together.

Deep inside me a faucet opened, a hot tidal wave slammed forward to meet
Liam's single thrust. My body, every muscle went tense as I arched towards
him, pushing my hips down onto his tool. The air seemed to have vanished;
leaving me gasping as each lungful of air taken in was met by an
uncontrollable urge to breathe out.

Gush after liquid gush smashed forward, my whole insides trying to grab
Liam's penetration. The boy was still, either shocked or fascinated by the
bucking and writhing girl impaled on him. The sight clearly proved too much
for him to wait any longer. He started to thrust.

At first the thrusts were a little ragged, he was knelt with my thighs on
top of his. Each forward thrust lifted his butt slightly off his heels
before he could push into me. It was only a few thrusts before he had a
slick and fluid motion going, sliding in and out of me. He didn't know
where to look; sometimes he was looking at my face or my breasts, other
times he was staring at his greased length slipping in and out of my mound.

I lost all track of time, it could have been hours or seconds. I reality it
was probably just a few minutes. My orgasms were arriving in rapid
succession and out of time with the boy's thrusts, the effect of this
mistiming just added to the intensity of the next orgasm.

Liam started thrusting noticeably faster. He was holding his breath. Then
he went to say something but it was too late. I felt his penis pulse
powerfully inside me, lifting and stretching the walls of my sex. A thick
powerful jet pushed back against my own juices that were flooding into
me. The bottom dropped out of my world as I dropped maybe a mile deep into
the mattress, my insides twisted and dipped, bending to drink the boy's
rich seed from the lake inside me. A second violent throb of his hardened
shaft and an almost solid bulk rammed its liquid way up inside me. Liam
continued to pull out as he came, his tool throbbed and twitched as it
dragged along the roof of my vagina, spewing its heavy load of boy cum
inside me as it moved. He had spilled a lot inside me, that much I knew.

He pushed his rampart shaft back inside me as his orgasm settled, gently
relaxing back to a slick sliding in and out of me. His thrusting slowed,
his load spent. He was still inside me when he pulled me to sit up on his
lap. We were face to face, my breasts flattened against his smooth
chest. He kissed me gently on the nose, then on the lips "Thank you," he
gasped, "thank you so much."

We stayed like that for an eternity; it just seemed natural. Liam's tool
drooped after a while and slipped out of me, to settle half-hard lying
across the top of his thigh. Chloe spoke, we both jumped a little, we had
forgotten completely that she was there, "Jesus you guys, that was f*****g
epic. Are you done? I'll go for a shower and get this thing out of
me. Where's the control Suze?"

Still on top of Liam I told Chloe where the remote control was hidden. I
had thought that, like the butterfly, my trick would have lasted maybe five
minutes before the little button batteries ran out. I hadn't realised that
Chloe's favourite toy, this dildo, ran on AA cells and would have kept her
hopping for an hour or more. She found the remote and wandered off into the
bathroom.

Eventually Liam admitted his knees were beginning to ache under my
weight. We disentangled ourselves and rolled to lie beside each
other. Liam's cock never really went down like the other boys I knew, it
always seemed to be like half-hard. I stroked it fondly; it was no longer a
smooth oily pole. Our combined juices had started to dry on him and it was
quite sticky.

Liam looked unsure, "Was I OK?" he asked. I touched him gently on the chin,
kissing him briefly on the mouth before replying, "You were fantastic,
Liam." He didn't need to ask if I was being serious, I think my expression
told him that.

He visibly relaxed. "That was great Suze, thank you so much" he said, "I
had no idea it could be so, well so ... mind-blowing." He paused and then
added with a huge grin, "Can we do it again?"

I must have looked shocked. "How much energy have you got, boy?" I teased,
"Have a rest why don't you." Liam started to wave his hands in the
international sign of 'no, no you've got it all wrong'. Before he could
blurt out an explanation, I kissed him and whispered, "of course we going
to do that again, but later eh." He smiled coyly, replying, "that's sorta
what I meant."

Chloe came back into the room and announced that the shower was free. I
offered that Liam could go next. While he was getting cleaned up, Chloe was
on a guilt trip. "I can't believe I did some of those things to my own
brother, I mean like he's my brother y'know." She went on and on along this
theme, I felt responsible I had actually urged her on. Luckily she
eventually changed the theme, "You two were epic. I mean I get my kicks
watching, y'know, but man, that was something else." She handed me a bubble
pack. It was the butterfly vibrator. "You've really, really earned that." I
felt that I should somehow refuse to accept it, it seemed wrong to accept
gifts for something that had been so good, but eh what's a girl to do?

Chloe spoke up as I put the gift into my overnight bag. "Was he OK, y'know
that wasn't an act just now was it?" I looked at her straight, determined
to show how serious I was when I replied. "Liam has got to be the best boy
I have ever had. I mean, some of the others were excellent, maybe more
experience, but Liam is 110%." I thought of Marc, "Some of them, the more
experienced ones, take the time to build you up you know, but once they're
inside you it lasts a few minutes, they cum, it goes all soft and it's
goodbye." Chloe sat drinking all my knowledge in.

"You know when we were playing with Liam," I chose the term 'playing' to
spare Chloe another guilt trip, "well, most boys would have just cum here
and then, or even jerked themselves off when we stopped. Liam didn't." I
paused letting that snippet of knowledge sink in, "When I touched Liam and
that little spurt came out. I am pretty sure that was the start of him
coming, with most boys that would have been that, but he managed to somehow
keep it inside. Now, THAT must have taken willpower." Chloe nodded in
agreement and, perhaps, a little admiration of her brother.

Liam called out that the shower was free, so I strolled into the
bathroom. Liam was just leaving was I went in. He was still naked and his
half-hard member swung gently between his thighs. He was carrying his
Speedos in his hand. He took me gently by the wrist and kissed me, "I heard
all of that Suze, thank you." He didn't wait for a reply; he walked out of
the room probably in search of something to wear.

To be continued ...