for themselves.
I made my father come a huge load the first time I did it and now he wants me to do it like that all the time. Men.
Slutfully yours,
Little Maureen
CHAPTER 21
It was only when I finally talked privately to thebestof my best friends, beautiful 14-year-old Noelle Henderson, that she came up with a brilliant plan to ease my seemingly never-ending heartache when it came to Tim.
Although she wouldn't tell me what it was.
“I just can't get over him,” I'd cried to her, my eyes again full of tears. “It's been weeks and I just can't get him back. He won't even talk to me. I have no idea what to do!”
It was early on a sunny Saturday afternoon and I'd taken a key from the front desk without either my mother or my father noticing.
Noelle and I were in one of the vacant motel rooms away from the main part of the buildings. She'd stripped off her clothes as soon as I closed and locked the door behind us, her bare breasts literally bursting free from her bra when she unhooked it.
“There, that's better,” she breathed, coming straight at me. “Come here, you hot little nympho.”
It still took my breath away seeing her naked, her athletic body one of tanned, absolute perfection. Her teen breasts were large and solid-looking, her dark nipples huge. And they were fully distended, I knew, with her excitement at being alone with me.
More than once over the years, while we were making out or helping each other come, she'd told me she loved me. In fact, she told me she was sort ofinlove with me. And that the best sex sheeverhad was with me.
Her best orgasms, at least.
And every time I looked at her cunt, I breathed a little faster, her entire pubic mound shaved so perfectly. The deep pink slash of her slippery cunt-hole was exactly where I wanted my 11-year-old face to be.
But she beat me to it. Bringing up the cunt-licking part, I mean.
“Let me suck your pussy while I think your problem over,” she'd said to me. “Let's get your pants off.”
I was in jeans and a t-shirt that day, barefoot, no panties or bra, and Noelle unsnapped my pants and pushed them down over my skinny hips. Then she pushed me back onto the bed with a little laugh so that my bare feet were in the air.
“I can't wait to get my mouth on you,” she informed me. “You know how I feel about you, sweetie. You're my own little slut.”
“I love you, too,” I told her. And meant it. “But this ex-boyfriend problem of mine is making me nuts.”
“I understand.”
And she grabbed the ends of my jeans and pulled them roughly off my skinny legs, tossing them aside. I spread my slender bare thighs for her to see my preteen pussy, the slippery little lips that formed my delicate slit already swollen with arousal.
I used my fingers to hold my pussy open for her, showing her the slick pinkness inside me.
“I'm all wet just for you,” I told her. “And my little boobs are all firmed up, too, just waiting for your mouth.”
Noelle jumped onto the bed beside me.
“Leave your t-shirt on,” she told me. “It's sexier that way.”
And she tweaked my tiny pink nipples through the flimsy fabric of it, making them tingle even more than they already were. I reached out at the same time and squeezed one of her firm breasts, loving the weight of it as I watched her puckered nipple slowly harden into a pointy tip.
“I wonder if my tits will ever be as big as yours…?”
“Probably not,” she told me. “I'm a bigger-boned girl than you. You're more like the super-model type, skinny and gorgeous and perfect. Maureen, your tits will be plenty big enough, believe me.”
“Super-model!” I laughed. “You're so crazy.”
She looked at me, then lightly kissed me on the mouth, her tongue darting in against my own for just a moment. But I kissed her right back, holding it, the two of us glued together until we were both trembling with the excitement building within our developing young bodies.
In reality, she was just a young teenager after all and I wasn't even that, just a preteen girl hoping for the best (bigger tits!) when I finally matured.
“You underestimate yourself,” Noelle told me. “What Tommy and those other boys said, about being in love with you-they weren't kidding. I'm in love with you, too, and you're just an 11-year-old kid. I mean, an 11-year-old slut.”
I just shrugged the little-girl shrug I'd perfected by then. Innocent and sweet, I thought. Even though I was anything but.
I guess it was my feminine wiles finally coming into play.
“But how can I use that to get Tim back?” I asked. “It makes me so mad, that he dumped me, but I loved being with him. Almost as much as I love being with you, Noelle.”
“I have an idea,” she said. “It's brilliant and original, I guarantee.”
“Yes, yes, yes…? What is it?”
Noelle lay on her back without answering and, with her knees up, spread her shapely thighs apart so that her wet cunt opened as well. Even the faintly delicious odor of it made my heart race. I raised up on one elbow and looked into her sweet pussy, admiring the pink inner recesses of it, her slippery glistening opening the one I best loved putting my face (and my probing tongue) into.
It sometimes made me wish I had a dick, to fuck her with.
Of course, at our sex parties, I'd fucked Noelle many times with my mom's strap-on dildo, pumping my narrow young hips furiously between her sweaty open thighs. I'd ride her through one gasping orgasm after another.
Our girl-on-girl fucking was always a huge hit with the regulars.
And it was exciting, remembering all the sex fun we'd had, but a moment later I was right back to moping over Tim.
“Fuck,” I sighed. “I guess I'm a real loser.”
Noelle brought her knees up to her substantial boobs, hugging them to her chest so that she was even more wide open, down there, the backs of her smooth bare thighs tautly rounded.
“I've changed my mind,” she told me. “You can lick me first, while I fine-tune my plan to get your boyfriend back.”
I looked to her with a smile. She'd gotten my attention, all right.
Her pussy and her puckered pinkish asshole looked like something out of a porno movie, I thought. Both of her holes were shiny with her excessively flowing juices, both holes were almost imperceptibly throbbing, and both of her holes clearly wanted my attention.
Noelle smiled at me and said, “Lick my asshole while I fingerfuck myself and I'll tell you my idea. I love having your tongue up my butt when I'm coming.”
“Don't I know it,” I said, remembering my occasional but secret anal-licking fun with Randy. “I guess all girls love it, even if they don't realize it yet.”
I reached out and touched Noelle's gorgeous cunt first, slipping a fingertip into the tight wetness of it. I wiggled it within her, getting a little sigh from her, then pushed two more fingers all the way into her cunt.
“I love your pussy,” I told her, honestly. “From the first time I tasted it, back when I was only a naive little 7- year-old, I knew I'd always want to lick it.”
She laughed.
“We'd be great lesbians,” she said. “Except we both love fucking too much to ever give up boys. There's nothing like a nice cock inside a girl's cunt to make her heart beat faster.”
“Sadly, that's true,” I admitted. “Even when I don't want to think about it, I always want to fuck. It's like
