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| Author's infos: Male, Secret, Mars | ||
| Introduction: Sweet and kind of innocent in its own perverted way. if i had had a friend like this, i wouldn't have shared her, though. | ||
| James and his cousin came over the next day after lunch. Billy was thirteen too, like James, but not as tall. He was still way taller than me, though. He was redheaded and freckled, and maybe a little pudgy. He seemed nice, and I was a little less nervous after meeting him. Really, he won me over standing on our doorstep. He looked down at me and blinked when I opened the door, and he said, "Gosh! She really IS beautiful!" I blushed and invited them in. We went down to the rec room in our basement where I had set a few things up. I felt so small and young and vulnerable walking down the stairs in front of two taller, older boys--it was kind of scary and exciting. We sat around and talked for a few minutes. I could tell both boys were nervous--maybe even more nervous than me--and especially Billy. He kept staring at my legs; I was wearing shortshorts again, and I was barefoot. He kind of looked away guiltily every time I caught him at it. I finally said, "You can stare at my legs all you want, Billy. I like it. Besides, that's why you're here, isn't it?" He turned red and stammered, "I--I guess so." I giggled and asked, "Do you boys want me to strip in front of you? Or do you just want me to go in the bathroom and come out naked?" They looked at each other. They slowly grinned. "Strip," they said together. "Okay," I said. I got up and turned on a couple more lights. They lit up the big coffee table in front of the sofa, like it was a stage. I figured it would give them both a better view. I stepped up on it and stood there, posing. They just sat there and stared. "Push 'play' on that jambox, James," I said. Rock music started to play softly, and Billy turned it up. "No, no!" I said. "I want you to be able to hear me talk!" He turned it back down, and I started to dance. "She likes to talk," James said to Billy. His voice sounded kind of dry or something. Billy just looked confused. "She does? What about?" "You'll find out," said James. I started as dirty as I could, crouching low with my bare little feet wide apart and grinding my pelvis real nasty like I was fucking. Their eyes popped open wide, and their hands pressed at their crotches in unison. They looked so funny I giggled, and then I got down even lower and started snapping my pussy up at them to the beat of the music. "That's right, Billy," I simpered, looking right at him. "I'm a NASTY little girl!" He gulped and stared and rubbed at his dick through his pants. James was doing the same, and he looked hotter than I'd ever seen him. I turned around and stuck out my cute little ass in my tight shortshorts, still hunching dirty to the music. I looked back at them over my shoulder. "Well?" I said. "Get your dicks out and JACK OFF to me , boys!" They hurried to do just that. To my delight, they both took their pants and underwear all the way off, and sat back down on the sofa with their bare, hard boy-dicks sticking out. They started stroking them enthusiastically, staring at me in anticipation. I noticed that Billy didn't jack off like James did; he stroked his dick all the way up and down, from the base to the head, with his circled fingers. His dick wasn't as big as James's, but I thought it was pretty; it was real pale with a big red head that was bigger around than the shaft, like the knob on a gearshift. It was already shiny at the tip. I posed and teased for a few minutes, showing off my bare, pretty legs, then turned around and waved my round little bottom in their faces some more. "Come on, Sue," said James, already breathing hard. "Take your clothes off!" I giggled and pulled off my T-shirt; I was wearing a little bra, but they still gasped and kind of tensed up, and I knew I had sent a thrill to their balls. "She's really gonna DO it!" whispered Billy, and I giggled again. "I sure am, Billy! I'm gonna take off ALL my clothes! Right in front of you!" I pulled my shorts down, and they gasped again. I was wearing some new bikini panties I had bought at Wal-Mart the evening before. I kicked my shorts away and started to belly dance in my underwear. I knew it wasn't a real belly dance, but I wiggled and hunched and tried to act real nasty and sexy--and it was working. The boys were staring with their eyes bugged out and their mouths hanging open, jacking their bare dicks off a mile a minute. I turned my back to them and unhooked my bra. I let them stare at my bare back while I twirled it around for a second, and then I threw it away. "Turn around," gasped James. I did--with my hands over my titties. "Do you really want to see them, boys?" I asked in my best sweet-little-girl voice. They nodded, hard, and after acting bashful and teasing them for a minute--"I'm scared, boys! Do I really have to show you my bare little nipples?" and stuff like that--I finally put my hands behind my back and stuck out my chest shyly, looking down like I was ashamed. "Oh, SHIT!" said Billy. "Look at her TITS! And she's got BIG KNOBS!" Like I said, my titties were way bigger. They stuck way out like sharp little cones when I didn't have a bra on, so firm they didn't even have a crease underneath them. My nipples were like soft pink balls, so big and puffy they looked like fat pink plums at the ends of my pointy little tits. I shook them and giggled as the boys moaned and grimaced. Then I shook them some more, belly dancing on the coffee table in nothing but my tiny panties. "Look at my BARE TITTIES, boys!" I squealed. I bounced my bare little tits up and down and made them jiggle, waggling my shoulders really fast. "You can see my BIG BARE KNOBS! I don't have anything but my PANTIES on!" The boys were going crazy. I wiggled and bumped and hunched and shook my little titties, teasing them the whole time: "Do you want to see me NAKED, boys? You want me to pull my PANTIES down?" I lay down on my back and pulled my knees back and wide open in what James called my "Fuck Me" pose. I rolled and hunched and undulated my little hips, pumping my barely-covered crotch up at them like I was getting fucked. "Ooo, boys, do you think I look cute like this? Don't you wish I'd do it without any panties on? Are you getting a good STRAIN?" I stood up and started belly dancing again--while I slowly, slowly rolled my panties down on my babyfat little hips, making them smaller and smaller as they jacked off to me. Finally, they just barely hid my little pussy mound in front, and about two inches of my little asscrack was showing in the back (I know because I practiced that morning) I danced like that till they were sweating and straining and pleading with their eyes for me to take them off. All of a sudden I pulled my panties down to my ankles and threw them away, then planted my bare little feet at either end of the coffee-table stage, put my hands behind my head, crouched, and stuck out my bare bald pussy as far as I could. "I'm NAKED now, boys!" I squealed. "You can see EVERYTHING! JACK OFF to me! I want to make it feel GOOD!" They stared at me with expressions like they were in pain. "Ggg," said Billy, like he was strangling on something. His eyes were stuck to my pussy like Krazy Glue--but then he raised them and stared at my face, still stroking his dick so fast his hand was a blur. That's when I knew I really was beautiful. I loved that moment, and I'll remember it forever. I licked my lips and like kissed them at him, and he moaned and kind of jerked. James was goggling at me like he always did, and I could see how hot it got him to watch me showing off naked in front of somebody else. I started hunchy-hunchy dancing real dirty, rolling and popping my bare pussy up at them, my bare little feet still wide apart. "You can talk to each other, boys," I said. "I might even like it. Talk about me like I'm a dirty girl in one of your magazines!" "I like it that she ain't w-wearin' NOTHIN'," said Billy shakily, staring at me and jacking off frantically. "She's like those g-girls in--wh-what's that magazine you got--" "'Nudie Cuh-Cuties,'" said James. "Yeah, th-that one," said Billy. "She's a nuh-nudie..." "She d-doesn't even wear tuh-toenail polish," said James. I giggled. "I want to be a COMPLETELY BARE jack-off girl," I simpered. "I don't have ANYTHING on!" I did a low squat and stroked my bare little crotch. "I don'r even have on any PUSSY HAIR, boys!" They groaned. "And she's so--so fuckin' PRETTY," stammered Billy. "She's BEAUTIFUL..." I was bumping naked in a low, lewd squat, but they were both staring at my face. I looked at them all wide-eyed and innocent; I blew kisses at them; I licked my lips and smiled real nasty. "So p-pretty," said Billy again. I stood up and turned around and around, still wiggling. "I'm NAKED, boys," I teased. "I'm BAREFOOTED and BARE-PUSSY and BARE-TITTY and BARE-ASS! I don't have a STITCH ON! You know what I call this outfit?" "Your b-birthday suit?" gasped James. "No! This is my JACK-OFF suit, boys! This is what I wear to give boys STRAINS!" I jiggled myself all over. "NOTHING!" I turned my back so they could watch me hunch my pussy from behind, my fat little ass jiggling bare. Then I bent all the way over, bending my knees outward, and rolled my ass up to show them my bare baby pussy from underneath. I smiled back at them upside down from between my legs, and I knew exactly how dirty and nasty I looked. I decided to make it worse. "Look at my little ASSHOLE, boys! Watch me squeeze it for you!" I started clenching my asshole rhythmically. "I'm only ELEVEN and I'm giving you a NAKED ASSHOLE SHOW!" Then I reached back and pulled my little asscheeks apart as hard as I could, knowing my naked little pussy hole was gaping open. "Look at my PUSSY, boys! I'm NAKED and I'm showing you my bare FUCKY HOLE!" I started squeezing it, too, and I saw them both straining to hold back their sperm. I love seeing that look on a boy's face, even upside down. I turned around and squatted down on the table, real low, my bare little feet real wide, and I rocked my baby-bare pussy up as high as I could so they could see my crotch and my asshole and all the way underneath to my ass. My fat little asscheeks were almost down on the table. I stuck out my pointy little tits and smiled at them sweetly and said, "I'm sorry I'm so MODEST, boys! I bet you wanted me to SHOW you something, but I'm only ELEVEN..." They stared at everything I had--my pointy young tits with their big fat pink knobs, my chubby bare ass, my flaring, shiny little pussy lips, my pretty bare legs and feet, and my innocent baby face-- And Billy croaked, "I need a washrag." I giggled and waved my hairless little pussy at him. "Why, Billy? Why do you need a washrag?" "'Cause I'm g-gonna sh-shoot..." He stared at my face, his own face red and congested and scrunched up like he was trying to go to the bathroom. "You don't need a washrag, Billy," I said sweetly. "Just ask James." James was struggling to hold back his own wad. "You tell him," he grunted, pumping his foamy dick, close to the edge. "I want to hear you tell him." "I'M your washrag, Billy!" I said in my cutest little-girl voice. "I want to catch all your nasty sperm all over my bare little pussy and titties!" I lay back on the table and pulled my knees back and wide open in my "Fuck Me" pose. "I'm a naked little sperm-rag, boys! I'm your bare-pussy wad-catcher! Shoot your gooey wads all over me!" They moaned and staggered to their feet, still jacking their dicks off, and stood over me, their eyes all over me from my kissing, lip-licking face to my curled-up little bare toes. "I don't have ANYTHING on, boys!" I squealed. "Look how BARE and SQUIRCHY I am!" I reached down with both my little hands and peeled my bare pussy wide open and started making my wet fucky hole squirch and squelch as loud as I could. "Ooo, I'm a little JACKY girl! I'm only ELEVEN but I'm so NASTY! Shoot it all over my BARE OPEN FUCKY HOLE, boys!" They did--and I came naked in front of them and made sure they knew it, squealing "I'm CUMMING, boys!" as I felt their spurts splattering all over my hairless, stretched-open baby cunt and my wide-open little thighs and my bare belly and my bare, pointy, quivering little titties. I rubbed my teeny bare clit and shivered all over as they watched and kept shooting. I thought, "I've got TWO wads all over me," and I stretched myself even wider and came again and again. Now young boys can shoot two or three times without losing their boners, and I wanted to make them shoot on me over and over. And I knew just how to do it. The boys stood there, their half-hard dicks dripping. Billy looked me and said, "How do I--" He was about to say, "--wipe my hand and dick off," but before he could finish I slid off the table and started licking them clean. I licked up all the jack-off foam from his fingers with my pink little tongue, and then I slurped up all the sloppy leftover cum from his bare dick. I wanted to suck on that big red knob of his till he was hard again, and I did. I looked up at him sweetly as I did it, and I thought his jaw was going to drop off and his eyes fall out. He shivered as I slurped on his supersensitive, just-come dickhead. It had blown his mind and made him shoot to see a pretty little girl he didn't even know prancing around buck naked--but he never dreamed I'd suck on his dick right after he came, when it was all sensitive and still covered with slimy cum. I giggled while I looked at his stunned face. Then I licked and sucked James clean while Billy watched. He was already jacking off again, and I winked at him as I sucked on James's dick. James had already gotten hard again watching me slobber all over Billy's dick, and he got even harder when I sucked him clean too, looking up at him innocently. He looked shocked, too; I guess he didn't expect me to suck Billy's dick, either. Then I got back on the table and danced for them some more, with nothing on but their sperm--and telling them about it. I knew my high little-girl voice saying nasty, dirty things turned them on real hard, and I milked it like they were milking their cocks. "Ooo! This is my favorite thing to wear, boys! I don't have ANYTHING on but your CUM! I'm a little SPERM-TEASER!" as they watched, I started wiping it off my body with my bare little fingers and eating it. "Mmm, it tastes so NASTY and GOOD! Next time I want to catch it in my MOUTH!" I demonstrated, squatting down and opening my little mouth real wide and sticking my tongue way out. They were staring at me and pulling on their dicks like they were trying to rub the skin off. I had some cum on my titties, and that I rubbed in instead. "I LOVE boys' sperm on my bare titties! It feels so YUMMY!" Then I noticed a few drops on my bare little feet. "Ooo!"I squealed, and I lay down on my back, grabbed one foot, pulled it up to my face, and started licking the cum off. Of course that meant my bare, bald little pussy was on display; I bent my other leg out to show it off even more. "Have you ever seen a naked little girl licking sperm off her feet, Billy?" I asked sweetly. He just shook his head, staring. Then he said, "I never even seen a naked girl 'cept in pictures." I giggled and licked my other foot clean, then wiped up all the sperm on my pussy and licked it from my fingers. "What do you want me to do now?" I asked innocently. I posed and danced naked for them all afternoon. I did anything they told me to do: I squatted over their faces and worked my bare open cunt three inches from their eyes; I held myself open and squealed and squirmed and came naked in front of them while they took turns playing with and rubbing and popping my bare little clit. We went upstairs, with them dressed and me still naked, and I went out on the patio and fingerfucked myself outside in front of them while they watched and jacked off from behind the glass doors. I did naked cartwheels and backbends out in the yard for them, and I climbed all over the old monkeybars we still had, barefoot and buck naked, and they made sure my crotch was wide open and my little titties were sticking out most of the time. I squatted down and peed in front of them when they told me to, and I sucked on their bare dickheads while they took turns jacking off to me doing it. When they were ready to shoot again, I got down on my knees, opened my mouth real wide, and stick out my tongue as far as it would go, just like I'd showed them. They grunted and moaned at how nasty I was and shot their wads in my mouth and all over my face--and I smacked my lips and slurped and lapped it up as lewdly as I could, letting it all drip and hang from my mouth and drool down onto my bare titties. I came again without even touching my pussy, just from catching their sperm. When we were done, I left their cum on my face without wiping it off, and I sat back on my heels as they stuck out their hands and dicks to be cleaned. Naked on my knees, I slobbered all over their bare slimy dicks and foamy fingers, feeling like the prettiest and nastiest girl in the world. Maybe that's because they told me I was. It was almost five, and my parents would be home soon I still had to wipe up all the stray cum in the basement and take a shower, so the fun was over for that day. I saw them to the door, still naked and my face all splattered and dripping with their cum, and I gave them both sloppy French kisses goodbye. "'Bye, James. 'Bye, Billy," I said. "I hope you had fun. I hope I gave you real good jack-off strains and made you shoot real good." "Shit, Sue," said James. "I never saw you this hot. That was the best ever." Billy hesitated and then said, I think you're the prettiest girl in the world and I can't believe you did all that for us." I giggled. "Why, thank you, Billy!" I smiled at him and wiped a blob of cum off my cheek and licked it from my finger. "Thank you for shooting your wads all over me, too. I really like that." He kind of blinked and said, "Uh--you're welcome." Then I said, "Are you guys coming over tomorrow? I want to be your naked little jack-off girl some more. I'll do anything you say." They stared at me, then they looked at each other and nodded. "We'll be here," said James. I posed for them in the doorway, enjoying how bare and pretty and naughty I felt. As they left, I called out, "And you can bring a friend, too..." --- Just for the record: I am not able to read comments. Feel free to PM me if you like. If you don't like my stories, don't bother; I don't care. I write for myself, and if others enjoy them, well and good. If you don't, then don't read them. I have another series going, in the Plumper/Romance/Wife category. I have written porn professionally, and I can write anything. I prefer a female-exhibitionist theme, and I don't do brutal child rape or old women, but otherwise I'm open to suggestions, though I don't promise to use them or answer. Again, PM me because I can't read comments. If I'm unable to read PMs too, I'll mention it in the next episode of PTJOT or "Teaching Millie She's Hot," my other current project. |
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