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Title: Maryanne and Cindy
Author: Wizard
Keywords: bgg
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for adults only. If you are under the age of eighteen, please leave.
Staying may result in activities which the American Medical Association
says may lead to increased hair growth on palms or blindness. And I don't
want to be responsible.

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are archived at ASSTR under Authors/Wizard. Please drop me a note at
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Marianne and Cindy Wizard

[Authors Note: This was my third story, originally posted in March 2002]

When I was in the sixth grade I liked Girls, but I didn't like girls.
What I mean is, I would spend hours watching the high school cheerleaders
or looking at the girls in Playboy and drooling. But the girls in my
school didn't do a thing for me. Most were too annoying to be interesting.
But then Marianne got interested in me.

Marianne and Cindy were almost inseparable. They went everywhere
together. They had the same classes, traded clothes, the whole nine yards.
Marianne was defiantly the leader of the pair. If we'd been a little bit
older or more aware of sex, there probably would have been a ton of jokes
about them being lovers.

It was March, we'd just come back from Spring vacation when Marianne
decided that she liked me. For three days, the two girls followed me
around between classes and tried to sit with me at lunch. My friends had
already started with the jokes about my `girlfriends'.

The old rhyme;

Peter and Marianne sitting in a tree,

k*i*s*s*i*n*g.

First comes love, then comes marriage,

Then comes Cindy in a baby carriage. was really annoying. Especially
after forty or fifty times.

It was Friday afternoon and school was over. I'd stayed late to do a
favor for my math teacher. She wanted me to install a cd-rw in an empty
bay in her computer. It took about twenty minutes to get it in, the
computer back together, and everything tested. I waved goodbye to my
teacher, walked out of the classroom, and stopped dead. Marianne and Cindy
were leaning against the wall across the hall.

"Hi, Peter. We've been waiting for you. We figured we could be alone"

"Why would I want to be alone with you. I don't even like you."

"Sure you do. And we love you." Marianne did all the talking but Cindy
was nodding her head.

"Would you just leave me alone?" I said and started walking away.

"We can't. We love you." Marianne said and started following me.

I started walking faster, and they started walking faster. Finally I
started running and they started running. I ran through the halls, I was
going to go into the boys locker room where they couldn't follow. I ran
through the door and stopped, trying to catch my breath. These girls were
nuts.

I didn't realize how nuts because a second later they ran into the
locker room. "You can't be in here." I yelled.

"Really." Marianne answered with a smile.

I turned and ran up the back stairs. I pushed out the door and I was in
the balcony. It was a small auxiliary gym that overlooked the main gym
floor. Unfortunately there were only two entrances. The locker room door
that I'd just come out of. And the door to the stairs to the main gym. If
was unfortunate because that one was chained shut.

I looked around. There was no place to hide, and I really didn't want
to hide, they were just girls. Annoying as Hell, but just girls. There
was a rolled out wrestling mat in the middle of the room and a couple of
rolled up mats against one wall. There was an old pommel horse next to the
far door and a stack of soft mats just off to one side of the horse.
Finally a clock above the door said it was five till four. My mom would be
here to pick me up at five. Most computer jobs are quick and easy, but the
first time you don't leave yourself extra time you'll run into a problem.

I walked over to the pommel horse and swung up and sat down between the
pommels. Either the girls had stopped following me and I could rest here
and wait till five, or they'd...

The door opened and in walked Marianne and Cindy.

Actually the two girls were kind of cute, in a twelve year old way.
Cindy was about average height for a sixth grader. She was wearing jeans
and a yellow t-shirt with Tweety on it. As I looked at her closely for the
first time, I noticed that she'd started to fill in all the right places.
And her t-shirt pushed forward with breasts the size of half oranges. She
actually had a sweet face and I couldn't remember every seeing her without
a smile. She had black hair that fell halfway down her back and the
beginnings of a black eye. She'd taken an elbow during volleyball in P.E.
someone had told me just before the last bell.

Marianne was maybe an inch, inch and a half taller. Her copper red hair
was a little shorter than Cindy's but not much. She was wearing a Tigger
t-shirt that was deformed by the presence of breasts the size of half
grapefruits. All of a sudden, I wasn't sure why I'd been running from
these girls. They didn't have the bodies of the cheerleaders I'd watched
practicing this morning, but they had a good start.

"So you finally stopped running?" Marianne asked with a smile.

"Have you ever heard the old saying `Chasing him until he caught you.'?"
I smiled back at the two girls.

"You caught us?"

"I'm alone, in a deserted gym, with the two most beautiful girls in the
sixth grade. That sounds like a pretty good catch to me."

"The two most beautiful girls in the sixth grade?" Marianne asked.

"Number one and number two. But I'll never tell which is which." Both
girls stood up a little taller and without thinking about it, pushed their
chests out a little more. "Now, you say you girls are in love with me?"

"Yes. Madly, passionately. We love you." Marianne said, with Cindy
chiming in on the last two words.

"Are you ready to prove your love?"

"Of Course." They both answered.

"To start with, you both look hot after all that running. Take off your
shirts." Now I'd done it. They were both going to run out of here
screaming and I'd probably be arrested as a pervert in front of my mother
when she came to pick me up. I closed my eyes and waited for the first
scream. But I didn't hear anything. So I opened my eyes. Marianne had
her shirt halfway off, I could just see the bottom of her blue sports bra.
As I watched, more and more was exposed until she was holding her shirt
over her triumphantly.

With a quick look at her friend, Cindy had started to pull her t-shirt
up and I watched as her white traditional bra was exposed to the world.

"There. Does that prove we love you?" Marianne asked.

"It's a start." I said with a smile that I was pretty sure wasn't
innocent. "Take off your bras." I ordered. "That is, if you love me."

Without the merest hesitation, Marianne dropped her shirt on the floor
and reached down and grabbed the bottom of her bra and starting pulling it
up. Cindy was only a second behind her in reaching back for the clasp on
her bra. The two garments hit the floor simultaneously and I was staring
at 4 beautiful tits, and they were staring at me. Marianne had small,
almost dainty nipples, but Marianne's were big and fat. I couldn't believe
that these girls had exposed them to me.

I wasn't really sure what I wanted to do next, but I was pretty sure
that I had to keep everything moving, before the girls had a chance to
think about what they were doing. "Marianne, Cindy's tits look cold. Get
behind her and hold them." Again, there was no hesitation. Marianne
grabbed Cindy by the shoulders and turned her until she was facing away
from her, then dropped her hands down and cupped the other girls breasts.
Without any urging from me she started rubbing Cindy's breasts in small
circles and pinching her nipples between her thumb and forefinger.

My cock had gotten very hard and I reached down and adjusted it in my
jeans, then left my hand there to gently stroke it. "Okay girls, switch."
The girls each turned and Cindy's hands found Marianne's Tits almost as if
they'd rehearsed. Damn it was hot in here. Somebody should check the
thermostat.

"That's enough." Both girls turned toward me, noticing what my hand was
doing and smirking. "Marianne, Take off Cindy's jeans." Marianne nodded at
me and knelt in front of her friend. She slipped her fingers into the top
of Cindy's jeans behind the button, grabbed the zipper with her other hand
and pulled it down, then with both hands she undid the button and pulled
her friends jeans open revealing a V-shaped portion of pink underwear. My
cock felt like it was going to break right out of my jeans.

Marianne grabbed the belt loops on either side of Cindy's hips and
pulled down. Cindy was wearing pink bikini underwear with a white trim and
a white heart in front of her left thigh. Marianne pulled the jeans all
the way to Cindy's ankles and Cindy stepped out of them and turned slowly
in a circle giving me a very nice view of the top of her ass crack peeking
out of the top of her panties.

"Okay, Cindy, pants Marianne. The two girls quickly changed positions
and Cindy repeated the operation Marianne had just performed, except that
Marianne's panties were blue, matching her sports bra and had Winnie the
Pooh right in the middle of her crotch. Lucky Winnie. As Marianne stepped
out of her jeans she pirouetted in front of me and I swear she had the
finest ass I'd ever seen and I have the last twenty years of Playboy and
Penthouse both (Thank you E-bay).

Marianne came to a stop with Cindy still on her knees in front of her.
"Cindy, you may kiss Winnie." I swear I never thought she'd do it. But she
didn't hesitate. She leaned forward and pushed her face into Marianne's
crotch and I could distinctly hear a kissing sound. "Marianne, you...
uggh ..." I'm not sure what I was going to say, but at the instant I came
harder than I ever had before in my life and lost the power of speech. I
shot so much cum into my underwear that I was sure it was going to be
dripping into my socks in a minute.

"May I return the favor?" Marianne asked with an wicked smile.

"Yes."

The girls again switched positions and Marianne lost no time in planting
her face in the middle of Cindy's crotch. Like I said in the beginning, I
was a little innocent about sex in all it's varieties, but I was starting
to get the idea that maybe, just maybe, these girls had done this before.

Marianne stood and the two girls faced me in only their panties, shoes
and socks. My cock started getting hard all over again. "Girls, face each
other and take each other's panties off at the same time." They did, each
girl pushing the other's panties down until they let them fall around their
feet.

"Face me." I commanded and they did. Live pussy is so much better than
pictures. Marianne's pussy was fringed with a small amount of very fine,
very light hair, but Cindy's black bush would have been the envy of any of
the girls in my magazines.

"Marianne, Kiss Cindy." She needed no extra urging and pulled Cindy
towards her and planted a kiss on her mouth that would make any screen
actor jealous. "Be sure to use your tongue." I added, though I'm not sure
it was nessicary. "Kiss her left tit, suck on it." Marianne got right to
work, trying to suck Cindy's entire tit into her mouth. It was actually
Cindy's right tit, but it was on Marianne's left side so I didn't quibble.
"Now the other one." I was pretty sure now, that Marianne had some
experience at this.

"Do her belly button." both girls were innies and Marianne jerked down
to comply. "Now her pussy." And I was amazed because I could see her
little pink tongue dart into Cindy's slit. "Ugh...Ugh...Oh my god." I
blurted as I came for the second time watching the show these two twelve
year olds were putting on for me.

"Okay, Cindy, do the same for Marianne." Cindy looked disappointed but
the two girls switched positions and Cindy repeated Marianne's performance,
starting with her mouth and working down to her pussy. By the time I
watched her tongue work in and out of Marianne's pussy I was hard again.
I'd never been hard three times in a row before. This was one Hell of an
afternoon.

I took my hand away from the crotch of my jeans using more willpower
than I knew I had and looked at the two girls. Marianne had grabbed the
back of Cindy's head and was pulling it closer and closer and I'd never
seen a look like the one on her face.

"Girls, stop. Cindy stand." the two girls stood and faced me again. I
admired their pussys and felt my cock throb. It was my turn. "Come here."
The girls walked forward and stood beside me. Cindy on my right and
Marianne on my left. "Marianne put your hand on my crotch." She obeyed
immediately and I felt the pressure of her hand on my cock even through the
thick denim fabric. "Cindy put your hand below Marianne's." Cindy did and
I could feel the pressure on my balls. "Rub." and both girls started
rubbing their hands in small circles and I thought I was going to die.

"Stop. Marianne pull down my zipper. Carefully!" Marianne moved her
hand to the top of my zipper and started pulling down. "Good. Now Cindy,
undo my jeans and open them up." Marianne took her hand away and Cindy
unfastened the button at the top of my jeans and pulled them open forming a
V. My cock shot up tenting my cotton underpants.

"Okay Marianne, grab my tentpole and give it a squeeze." She did, and I
almost came again. "Cindy, your turn" Cindy wrapped her hand around my
cotton covered cock and squeezed and once more I just barely managed to
keep control.

The moment of truth. "Marianne, take it out." Marianne reached inside
the flap of my underwear and grasped my cock and maneuvered it out of the
hole. Her hand felt so good against my skin. God, which mouth did I want
on my cock first.

"Okay, now..." I was interrupted by a bell and all of us looked at the
clock. Five O'clock straight up.

"Damn. We've got to get going." Cindy said, and both girls ran to their
cloths and scooped them up, running for the locker room door. I sat there
with my cock hanging out and watched them go. As the door closed behind
Cindy's shapely ass my cock deflated. I slid off the horse and zipped up.
I sure hope they don't fall out of love before Monday.