Bobby's Senior Year
by
Larry Marian
Well, senior year at last! Was I going to find a new slut and a new cock sucker, or keep with my stable? Let's see. I still had the twins, Mark and Marsha. They still did what I told them to do. For example, Marsha, as a sophomore, was one of two sophs picked up by the varsity cheer squad. Our first football game was a home, under lights. So I told the twins I'd give them a ride home after the game. They knew what that meant.
Well, we weren't supposed to win, but we did. Lots of excitement, of course. The stadium cleared quickly as kids headed for an after game party. But I had an idea! I'd just seen the original ANIMAL HOUSE. Yeah!! So Marsha and Mark met me at my car like I told them to as the stadium lights went out. We headed back into the stadium to listen to the last conversation. I'd pulled a blanket and a pillow from my trunk, then gave them to Mark to carry, In the dark we went to the 50 yard line. It was dark now, really. "Mark, you spread the blanket here and put the pillow at one end. I don't give a shit which end it's on., Marsha, you get that uniform off you, undies too, and then undress me. Mark, then you stand guard. You got it?' They both nodded acceptance before beginning to obey my orders. Soon the blanket covered the small area in the center of the field just as Marsha stepped out of her panties before beginning to take off my clothes. Then, I turned to Mark, pointed to my hard prick and nodded to him. "Marsha, if you want to cum, just sit down and play with your cunt while your brother sucks me. So when we fuck, you should cum. Okay?"
"Yes, Bobby, And I hope you make me cum." Mark knelt down and began to suck me. So, anyway, this is getting to long. Mark sucked, I came in his mouth and he swallowed. Marsha asked me what position and I told her doggie, so she got down on her hands and knees, I got behind her to find her sopping wet so I entered at once. I fucked her hard and came. She did too.
So, I had those two in a cage, if you will. But I had others, dating back to ninth grade, at least - Kathy, Brandy, and Holly for pussy and Harry, Ralph, and Buck for a mouth. The first weeks as school began I got my rocks off by a guy or girl every day. Why would I need anybody else? Variety!
The second Saturday of the school year I went to the Mall. Crossing the Food Court I saw two girls sitting together, but with nobody. I didn't recognize them, but they looked like they were between eighth and tenth grade - great targets! They were dressed alike - jeans and Bush Gardens t-shirts, looking like they came from a vacation trip during the summer, Other than that, one was a blond in a pony tail, the one who looked a bit older, and the other with black hair and darker skin, though both looked tanned, I wondered what the tan marks would show. So I did a "Hail Mary."
"Hey, girls. Look, I'm Bobby. I'm a senior and I have to say, I'd ask either of you to the Senior Prom except it's a bit too early. So who are you?" I sort of expected one or the other to tell me to get lost.
The blond laughed, "I'm Vickie, I'm an advanced eighth grader."
The black haired giggled, "I'm Nickie. I'm an advanced seventh grader. We go to the same school. We're sisters."
"Or actually half sisters, Same mom, different father," She shook her head, "But now we have the same dad."
"We hope. Mom's been married three times." Oh, boy, I thought, Pay dirt, Maybe a bit young - but those white blouses sure bulge out in front, Vickie's more than Nickie's. But that made sense,
"Well, that sounds interesting. My life's boring, Same mother, same father. One brother. One sister. Both younger. I have friends and a car. Look. How would you to like to take a ride over to my house? Nobody's there now. What do you say?"
The two girls looked at each other. Bobby saw the blond, the older, give a slight nod to which the black haired one, Nickie, returned the nod. "Sure. Why not?" Vickie said. To show they meant it, I guess, they both stood up.
"Let's go,"Nickie said. I stood up and grabbed both their hands to lead them out of the Food Court and the Mall and to my car. There Vickie grabbed the front seat while Nickie took to the rear. As I drove I learned that Vickie's father got killed in a car accident soon after her mom got pregnant. She got remarried just before Vickie's birth. Then she got pregnant three months after Vickie came into the world. The second husband vanished one night, leaving a note of apology with a box containing $50,000 in bills of fifty and less for her and the girls. She filed for divorce for economic reasons. The girls grew up with husband number three, the police detective who tried to find the run away husband, That produced a son.
I parked on the street and the three of us went into the house. The son, Rickie (yeah!) was at pre-school/day care, so the three of us went up to the girls' shared bedroom, which was half fairy tale and half hard rock. They had twin beds separated by a night stand in the middle. I sat down on one bed while the girls sat on the other.
I looked in their eyes. Desire. Go for the kill, I thought. "You two have had a hard life," I said. They both nodded. "You know what I think?" They both shook their heads, but nodded to each other. "I think you both want me to fuck you."
They looked at each other. "We don't want to get knocked up like Mom," Vickie said.
"We haven't gotten there yet," I said. Never knocked up a girl yet." I reached out and took them both by the hand. "I've always either worn a condom, which takes away some of the pleasure for both the guy and and gal, or the girl is on the pill. You can get the pill for free at the free clinic." They looked at each other again. I saw Vickie give a slight nod. I took that as a sign of surrender. Let's see how far today.
With that I moved to sit between them, putting one arm over a girl, my right over Vickie and my left over Nickie. "Okay?"
"Yes," Vickie said. She turned her head towards me. An invitation for a kiss, I was sure. So I leaned towards her and kissed her. Not long and not deep, but a kiss. She responded in the same way. We broke, looked at each other and kissed again. When my tongue probed, her lips and mouth opened to receive it, then dueled with it. I continued to keep my arm around Nickie, who snuggled up to me even as I kissed her sister. We broke the kiss.
"Wonderful, Vickie. But I can't be rude to your sister."
"I'll be here," she said as I turned to Nickie. Her face turned to mine. We kissed. At the first kiss I felt her tongue on my lips. Wow. I opened my mouth. Her tongue darted in. We kissed long and deep. Without thinking I put my hand on her small breast. She broke the kiss and mumbled, "Ummm," then we went back to kissing as my hand roamed around her mound. Wow. Now back to Vickie.
What would older sister do? We kissed again as I went for glory and cupped her larger breast. She reacted in the same way. Only one thing to do. I took my hand away, then slipped it under the untucked blouse to run up to her bra hook. Having gained experience with Kathy, Brandy, and Holly, the bra came loose in an instant. I moved back to the front to slide my hand up her breast, pushing the cup off her boob.
She broke the kiss, "Wait a sec," she said as she began to unbutton the blouse. She removed it, then shucked the bra, giving me full sight of an excellent pair of 13 year old boobs - totally firm, conical, with small, pale nipples and areola just made for sucking. Before diving back in I caught a glance of Nickie. She wasn't waiting for me. Her blouse lay on the bed next to her as she put her arms behind her. I tore my eyes from Nickie to get my mouth on Vickie's boob. The other got my hand's attention. This went on for some five minutes until there was a tap on my shoulder.
I turned to see Nickie bare from the waist up. Her small boobs were cute too. Just like blond Vickie had pale nipples and areola, black haired Nickie had dark areola and nipples, her areola being much larger in relation to her maybe 28 B boobs. "I'll be back," I said to Vickie and dove in to 12 year old boobs.
This went on for some thirty minutes before the three of us rested on the rumpled bed. "Tomorrow?" I asked.
"Yes. Tomorrow. Let's meet at the same place. If you want, our father has a cottage out at the lake. We can go there. The bedroom has a king size bed in it," Vickie said.
"Great," I said. "How come you two don't have boy friends?"
Nickie laughed. "We like boys with some maturity. School's just started and I've already have five boys pop my bra, Just like sixth grade."
"It even happened to me in eighth on Wednesday. But I got brave. I raised my hand and said, `Mr. Smith, this butthead behind me has popped my bra three times. He does it again and he gets hit!' So butthead went and sat at a desk by himself. " That seemed funny coming from a girl sitting bare breasted on a bed next to her year younger sister dressed the same way.
So the next day, Sunday, we met just at noon at the Food Court. We got some burgers to go and we headed out to the lake and their father's cottage - fishing cottage, really. Unlike yesterday, both sisters wore cut off tight jeans and a top. Vickie wore a red spaghetti strap top with no bra straps showing while Nickie wore a pink tube top that just covered her boobs, leaving her belly button exposed. In my pants pocket inside a baggie were four rubbers, in case I got real lucky.
We got to the cottage, Vickie unlocked it and we went in to the living/bedroom. As advertised there was a king sized bed at the far end with a couch and an easy chair close to the door and then like a breakfast table between the two. The bed was bare of sheets and blanket - just a mattress cover, fairly stained. The surprising thing were several pictures on the mantle. The first I notice was a couple - a black man with his arm around a lady who looked a lot like Vickie. Then the same couple, with Vickie, Nickie, and a about four year old boy who sure looked multi-racial.
"Your step dad is black?" I asked.
"Step father. We both think he's trying to put the make on me and Nickie. Mom does, too. As soon as I got my period, Mom put me on birth control. For safety sake, she put Nickie on when she turned eleven."
"Wow," I said. "What does he do?"
"Stuff that isn't much except it happens all the time. Now we lock the bathroom door when we shower since he walked in on us all the time, Always with a woops, cuse me. Comes into our bedroom just the time we're dressing or undressing. Pats our butt. Junk like that. "
"Damn. Well, let's eat this lunch and then decide what we want to do. The girls agreed and we sat down and ate. I sat across from Vickie so it was inevitable that I could clearly see she was braless.
"That reminds me," she said, "If I wore this top around him, or Nickie did, or one like this, he'd go out of his way to cop a peak at our boobs." She smiled at that. We finished lunch, threw the trash in the can outside, then went to the bed and sat on it, again, me in the middle. Remembering that yesterday I'd started with Vickie, I turned first to Nickie, took her chin in my hand and kissed her. This time, I initiated the Frenching. The first one finished and a quick breath, I resumed kissing her. This kiss began with me taking the bottoms of the pink tube top and rolling it off her boobs. She raised her arms so I could remove it. Bare breasts, even 12 year old breasts invited kissing, sucking, and caressing, which is what she got until she began to moan.
"Sorry, to leave so soon, Nickie, but I'll be back." With that I eased myself away, just pausing to gently but slowly crawl my hand up her jeans covered pussy.
"Please," she replied as I turned to Vickie. Again, passionate kissing began at once. The spaghetti strap came off as easily as the tube top had. Her moans and my deep breathing came soon after the breasts began to be kissed, sucked, and caressed.
"Bobby. Oh, Bobby," she moaned,
"Vickie," I said, "What"
"This feels wonderful. Let's go further." With that she put her hand on my cock. My response came quickly - no pun intended. My hands found first her jeans zipper then the waist button. Without a prod she raised her hips to let me slide down first the jeans and then the panties to reveal a very developed thatch of light brown pussy hair with pink lips going down the middle,
Nickie appeared with a towel and lay it on the bed. "I'm a virgin. So is Nickie. Neither of us want Father to deflower us.
"Oh," I said, "Okay. I ran my three middle fingers up her slit. It was very damp, very ready. She lay back down on the bed.
"No," I said. "Let me lie down. You sit on top. You control. You are on the pill?" I shed my pants and shorts.
"Yes," she said as she moved to let me lie down on my back. Nickie stood to the side, watching us. Vickie climbed back onto the bed and sat on my crotch. I could see her pussy behind my erect dick. I reached out and put my hands around her waist.
"Okay, rise up. Use your hand to guide me in. Then take your time sliding down the pole."
"Okay," she said. "Here goes," as I felt her place my cock at the entrance to her and begin to lower herself. She paused, then "UHH," as she went down to my dick's base, then slid up. "Oh," she said as she began to bob and I began to match my hips with hers. "Oh, GOD!! GOD!!! SO FUCKING GOOD!! OH GOD!! Then she collapsed on top of me as I shot my cum into her. I wrapped my arms around her as we franticly kissed. Finally we separated, then stood up. On the towel was a small reddish brown spot. She looked at it. "So there it is. Not a virgin."
"I guess you aren't," I said. I turned to Nickie. "You scared?"
"No. Come kiss me," she replied. I did, again deeply and throughly as she responded, Her jeans and panties came off at least as fast as Vickie's. Of course I was already nude, What surprised me was her action after I lay down. Instead of sitting on me, she slid between my legs up to my crotch and without a word, licked my cock head before taking my dick into her mouth and begin bobbing on it.
"Oh, wow!" I mumbled. Vickie said nothing. "I'll warn you," I said, still not clearly. Her hand raised and brushed my warning away. She picked up speed. "Nickie, I'm about to...CUM," I said as the first shot entered her mouth. She took the whole thing, swallowing as she needed to. I stopped and she raised her face. "Fantastic," I said. "It's like you've done this before." She smiled.
"A day for firsts," she said just before I sat up to kiss her. Then I lay back down. At once she began to play with my cock making it rise to hardness faster than ordinary. "Now," she said before moving to kneel over my prick. I grasped her slim waist as she guided my cock to her lips then slid down just a bit. "Okay," she said and slid down some more, paused, then I felt her push. "OHHH!" she cried, pain, not pleasure. I saw a few tears form in her eyes, I started to raise her up.
"It's okay, she said. "Better," as she began to pump. She continued until I came. I'm pretty certain she didn't. Next time I need to remember to go down on her first. She got up. while there had been a small spot of blood when Vickie got up, when I rose I first noticed a actual puddle - small, sure, but a puddle.
"Oh, shit. Is Nickie bleeding? "
"I don't know, But I always have two tampons in my purse," Vickie said as she grabbed. So for the first time in my life I actually saw a tampon get inserted. But that pretty much ruined the moment. We got dressed and I drove them back to their house. Unlike yesterday, we three kissed and caressed a bit before they went back inside.
So I added Vickie and Nickie to my 12th grade harem. We settled into a routine. On even weeks, I'd see the two sisters together on Wednesday. On odd weeks, I'd seen Vickie on Tuesday and Nickie on Thursday. On even weeks, I'd see Harry on Monday, Kathy on Tuesday, and Ralph on Thursday. Friday and the weekend was Buck and Holly and luck of the draw or odd person out. Sometimes nobody, sometimes a three way. It just depended on who I happened to catch, On odd weeks, it would be Harry, Ralph, and Buck on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday with Kathy on Saturday and Buck and Holly on Sunday. Quite a schedule. Marsha and Mark asked for a special schedule, which I gave them, so I saw them three times a week, once with both of them and the other two times just one of them and me
I'd asked the sisters several times how they had gotten so adept at giving head. They always managed to keep from answering my questions completely, No normal seventh grade boy could teach a girl to suck dick like those two did, One Wednesday, however, I got to the sisters' home just a tad early only to be met by a middle aged man rushing out the door. "What cha need, kid," he asked.
"I'm going to see Vickie and Nickie," I said,
"Kid. You need to wait a quarter hour or so," he said roughly. "Like, go wait in your car." I turned around to walk slowly towards my car. He got into a BMW and roared away. I turned around and went right into the house and up the stairs to their bedroom. I opened the door to find both girls nude with Vickie looking very mad and Nickie crying,
"What's wrong?" I asked,
"Uncle Phillip. Damn him. He tried to fuck Nickie. Son of a bitch isn't satisfied with a blow job any longer." So that's how they learned. Shit.
"You two get dressed and call the cops," I said using my command voice.
"That's okay, Bobby. It'll be okay. He only comes about twice a month. I think he'll be satisfied with a blow job."
"No. Nobody fucks with my sluts. Get dressed and call the cops. I'll wait here for them." Reluctantly, Vickie called.
I had to testify at the trial as his lawyer claimed the girls were delusional because of their black step father who was abusing them. He got thirty years. He only served two. One of the inmates learned why he was in. Molesting his nieces and shaking down his sister didn't sound honorable to the general population. The guards found him hanging from a shower head.
So ended my senior year. After the graduation Vickie and Nickie's step father let us use his lake cottage for a party which consisted only of my sluts and cocksuckers. We had a great time. Even Harry and Ralph had sex with at least one of the girls. Kathy came back into the cottage from outside, leading Ralph by his free hand, his other carrying a pillow and blanket. "Damn, Ralph, for a fag, you sure know how to fuck a girl's pussy just right. You made me cum four times. Let me know if you want to try again."
What would college bring?
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