Susie and I Go All the Way
by
Larry Marian
Susie and I became a couple - and boy did we couple. Every chance we got we were at her house or mine - whichever house lacked adults. I didn't worry about Charlene. She still brought boys to the house - to her room - mostly with her boy friend Eddy, but a constant stream of others, sometimes one, often with two or three. Susie began to really enjoy the live porn coming from Charlene's room. In fact, whenever she could get away with it, she stopped wearing a bra and wore either a thong or bikini panties as often as she could. We talked about the thrill of watching Simon and Penny actually screwing at the big party when Simon decided he was bi, not pure gay. But our discussion of Simon and Penny led to our talking about whether we should take that final step. So one afternoon we lay on my bed, both of us nude, playing with each other's respective boy or girl parts when we both heard conversation next door - and it was more than Eddie and Char. I got off the bed to follow my hard four inch cock to the remote that turned on my tv and my still secret spy gear. Susie sat up to sit cross legged on the bed as Char had her back to us while she faced three guys, all high school students I didn't know. They were all different, one white, one black, and one brown. "Okay, guys, my brother and his girl friend are next door. They are probably making out like crazy, each trying to convince the other to fuck. We can have all the sex we want. But one rule. La'Von, I know you have a thick seven inch cock and you take forever to cum..." "Char, I done told you. Blow me first and I'll cum in your twat faster." "Yeah. But we agreed this will be a three way. I'll suck each of you for two minutes and we repeat until all three of you cum. Bobby, you got a nice thin but long one. You go first. Then Manuel, you next, and then La/Von. I don't want either Bobby or Manuel falling into the tunnel La'Von makes of my snatch. We're all gonna get our rocks off. " Susie and I swapped grins as the four high schoolers began to undress, partially as a group effort. Having my system so we could hear them, but they couldn't hear us was great. "God, he has a big prick," Susie said as La'Von's pants and boxers came off, exposing his half hard, purple mushroom head for the two observers to see. He was the first to be nude, followed by Bobby and then Manuel. Charlene dropped to her knees in front of La'Von. "Here goes," she said as she obviously began to suck La'Von's black tool. At the same time she took Bobby and Manuel's cocks in hand to begin to jerk them. I glanced at Susie to see her captivated by the scene on the tv screen. I could tell she fingered herself as she watched while I did a slow jerk. "Two minutes," Bobby said as I could tell my sister released La'Von and the three moved, with obviously Char taking Bobby into her mouth. "Ah, the white Ho likes a big nigger cock in her mouth. She suck great. Maybe she cums next time," I heard La'Von say. "She gonna like my dick. Hear I taste like a beef enchilada!" Manuel said. Susie and I had to choke on that comment. In any event the two of us continued to watch and listen as my sister did Bobby and then Manuel for the first round. The second round gave all three two minutes, but Manuel came half a minute into the third round. Bobby followed as the third round was almost over. La'Von kept going through the fourth round and came at the beginning of the fifth. While that went on, Susie slid down between my legs to suck me off before I did her clit a lot of fun for her. By that time we could listen to the four decide on what they wanted. It turned out that all three agreed that La'Von would go last, to use the historic Mason Position, while Bobby would go first with the world famous missionary while Manuel would go next with his many different ancestors for the stallion mounting position, otherwise known as the doggie mount. We were both glad when the four got dressed and left, talking and laughing as we turned off the computer and TV. "You know, Barry," Susie said as we cuddled, "we could ride our bikes tomorrow to the Free Clinic. I can ask for birth control and they have to give it to me. Don't say nothing about rubbers - I can get pills or an IUD. What do you think?" "You sure?" I asked startled. "I thought the boy was the one who wanted to go all the way," Susie said. I choked up. "Not sure I understand," I replied, wondering what was going on. I looked closely at Susie. "You're a wonderful girl, Susie," I said. "Thanks. And you're a great guy. I think I should look for protection. I think I want to have sex - make love - with you, Barry. But I don't want to get pregnant." "I sure don't want to be a daddy," I responded. "You aren't going to be one," Susie replied. "I have a secret." "What's that?" I asked. "You know I'll be thirteen in three weeks, right?" "I know. Sounds like a big party." "It will be. But that's not the secret. Mom told me. Even Dad doesn't know. Mom got pregnant when she was thirteen. She doesn't want that to happen to me. So she told me she was going to get an appointment for me to get birth control. But I want to do it like I told you - we go to the Free Clinic tomorrow and I get an IUD. Then we're safe. And I'm safe even if something happens. "Mom told me that right after her party, three guys, all in high school gave her a ride home, but instead of taking Mom home, they drove her to one of their homes. The guy's parents weren't home so tey went to the playroom. One thing led to another and they played strip poker. They all had cokes, but they put some vodka in Mom's. Mom got tipsy and the three guys talked her into sucking all three and then screwing her - all three. "She discovered she was pregnant but had no idea which boy got her that way. That's all she told me except I'm not the baby Mom got. So will you come with me?" I blinked for sure. What could I say? "Okay, Susie. I'll go with you tomorrow." With that, my girl friend, the about to be thirteen year old threw her arms around me and kissed me.
The next day we met after breakfast, got on our bikes and rode the three miles to the Free Clinic. There we went inside where I was soon told to have a seat and rest. So for about forty-five minutes I played games on my phone before Susie came out, looking a bit pale but serious. "You okay?" I asked. "I have to sit down for a few minutes." So we did as she took my hand. "Susie. Everything good?" "It hurt for just a moment, but it's inside me and in the right spot. The nurse said that if I wanted I could have sex this afternoon." "Wow," I said. "Are we ready for that?" As soon as I said that I wondered just how smart I was, I mean me, a guy, almost asking the girl if it were she who got to suggest having sex. "I mean, I just hope it's okay for us." "It is," Susie said. "Let's go home." "Sure," I replied. "I hope nothing hurt." Susie gave me a wan smile. "For a second it did. But it went away at once. I'm fine now." With that she got on her bike. "Let's go," she called as she pedaled away. I followed her.
Three days later Susie's parents left for at least two hours. As soon as they were gone we headed for her room. Once there and the door closed we hugged, we kissed, we caressed as we undressed each other. "I'm ready," Susie said as we sat on her bed, my hard on very obvious. "Well, lie down," I said softly with as much passion as I could hold back. Susie laughed. "Silly boy. Now I have a cousin who goes to one of those experimental schools where everybody is bare. She says all the girls at least start with the Mason Method." "What's that?" I queried. "You lie on your back. I sit on top of you and I guide you inside me. The girl controls any pain. Okay?" "Okay," I said. We did. Afterwards, after hugging, kissing, and caressing, we did it the second time - with me on top. I think she was right. It was too bad that we knew it was getting close to her folks returning, so we reluctantly got dressed. But again I asked her, "Are you ok, Susie?" "Oh, yes. You are my boy friend." "And you are my girl friend." And so we were. As we left her room, I could not be notice the little spot of brownish red on her sheet. Nor were we virgins any longer.
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