Whether it was true or not.
It wasn't just the sex I handed out so easily, either. They seemed to actually appreciate me, even though I was the biggest slut any of them ever met. Not one of them seemed to be judging me for it, condemning me.
As Tim had done.
I studied their faces, wiping at my eyes as well.
“Do you really think he'll want to see me again?” I asked, looking to each of them. “I mean, really, seriously, truthfully, honestly? You're not just saying it so you can get back into my pants?”
Tommy laughed then, followed by Randy and Keith.
“Give that kid a couple of days without you,” he promised. “He'llbegyou to come back.”
“I hope so,” I said, wistfully. And then I realized I was also upset about something else. Not just losing him. “But I can't believe Tim just walked away from me. It makes me so mad, knowing I wasn't good enough for him.”
“He's a dope,” Randy said. “We'd never leave you.”
I gave him a look, then looked to the other two before giving them a little shrug. “I reallyamon my own again, I guess.”
They got real silent then.
Next they were looking to each other, waiting for one of them to make the obvious move. It was clear they wanted me, right then. But not one of the boys would speak up. It was like their odd impromptu confessions about 'loving' me made them all suddenly afraid for some reason.
Afraid of asking me for sex.
Finally, I said, “What? I can see you're all thinking ofsomething. Something dirty, probably-likefuckingme to make me feel better.”
Tommy laughed nervously.
“Well…” he started, ”…if your boyfriend broke up with you, maybe itisthe perfect time to go back to the van-”
I put my small hand on my narrow hip, just for laughs cocking it like a far prettier 11-year-old girl might do, one who was extremely sure of herself. Looking to each of them with a knowing little smile, I asked, “To do what?”
Tommy shrugged then.
“You know…”
“No, I don't. Tell me, Tommy.”
He exhaled slowly before he answered.
“Well…” he started, ”…iffuckingmakes you feel better, maybe we should all just do that.”
I gave him a look and finally rolled my eyes with a little laugh.
“Maybe weshoulddo that,” I agreed, turning and starting across the field toward the VW van. “But only if you promise to fuck me really good. And let's do it before I start crying all over again…”
CHAPTER 18
Less than ten minutes later, I was wearing only my tennis shoes.
Otherwise, I was completely naked, a skinny little blonde 11-year-old sitting on the rear bench seat of the abandoned old VW van between Tommy and Randy with my knees spread apart.
Both boys were also naked in only their tennis shoes. The floor of the old van was simply too nasty to put our bare feet on.
Keith, as naked as the rest of us, was standing shakily in front of me as I avidly sucked his erect penis for him. I concentrated on the smooth head of it, alternating between running my moist tongue around the slightly rubbery outer edge and just quickly sucking the whole swollen tip wetly in and out of my mouth.
I knew he particularly enjoyed that from me. And it was fun.
“Your mouth is so great!” Keith kept telling me. “It always feels as good as your pussy!”
The building excitement at once again being with the three of them, andknowingexactly what they were going to do to me, was rushing through me like the raging rapids of a wild river.
It caused my heartbeat to speed up, my breath to raggedly quicken.
It never got old for me. Fucking. And the fact that I could come so easily, having one panting orgasm after another, so fast and so often, especially with all three boys ready to fuck me again and again, only made me want it even more.
“Maureen, you're so good ateverythingabout sex,” Keith continued. “You make it all so much fun…”
“…because I love sex so much,” I finished his thought.
Still using my mouth, I was also jacking him off, my small hand moving jerkily up and down. The stiff shaft of his young cock was fairly thick for a 12-year-old boy and it was already throbbing like crazy under my slim fingers.
We were all so aroused at being together once again, it was as if our young naked bodies were about to simply explode.
“I want to do it all the time,” I added breathlessly. “I just can't get enough of it.”
“We'll give you enough of it,” Randy promised.
He was sitting on one side of me, Tommy on the other.
While I sucked off Keith, the other two boys had their hands between my bare young thighs, their fingers slipping feverishly in and out of my slickly wet cunt. Their combined effort, eagerly fingerfucking me as a team, was making my little ass squirm wildly on the blanket.
Which was already soaked under me with a growing wet spot.
I could barely catch my breath, in fact, sucking and jacking off Keith even faster, my cunt so alive that my little clit was justoutthere. And as if it was a race or a competition, each boy beside me was ever more rapidly sliding two or three of his fingers into my sopping pussy at a time.
Their joint activity between my trembling legs was making me nearly insane.
I could literally taste the approach of my first orgasm, my mouth getting that little coppery electric sensation I knew so well before going off, even with Keith's cock sliding quickly in and out between my lips.
“More, more, more,” I managed. “Fingerfuck me faster! Do my clit, too, do it!”
And when one of them (who knew whose fingers were whose?!) began slickly rubbing my clit, pressing into it with his fingertips, I came instantly.
“Oh, God, that's it,” I cried out. “That's it! Keep doing my clit, but don't stop fingerfucking me! I'm coming! Oh, yes, yes, yes! I'm coming so hard!”
My bare ass jerked up off the seat, my slim thighs spreading wider and the rubber soles of my tennis shoes pressing against the van's floor. I groaned with each spasming shockwave of my climax, squirming under the joint-masturbation I was getting from the breathless boys on either side of me.
The excitement of it all caused me to suck Keith's cock even harder and I was suddenly rewarded with a hot mouthful of his cum.
“I can't hold back!” he panted, his jerking dick pumping several liquid streams of his youthful semen into my mouth. “Keep sucking me, Maureen!”
And I did, sucking him even more excitedly and managing to swallow most of the cum jetting down my throat as I continued wriggling wildly through my own pulsating orgasm.
The four of us strained together as one for what seemed like an exceptionally long time, me breathing hard and shaking uncontrollably, before I suddenly relaxed all over with a drawn out little sigh.
The abrupt release of my climax, followed by the powerful relief of it as it then ebbed away, caused my muscles to go limp.
“Nowthatwas an orgasm!” I finally gasped. “God…”
But I was still panting, my eyes closed as I tried to catch my breath.
Settling back into the seat between Tommy and Randy, I could feel the cum that'd overflowed from my mouth dribbling down my chin and slowly dripping onto the almost nonexistent cleavage between my small boobs.
“I think you guys have killed me…and thanks.”
