not talking to me anymore, but was moving her behind with more and more enthusiasm back and forth. Back and forth. And her moaning began to affect me. I felt moist and warm at the slit between my legs, especially as I watched the guy's thick thing begin sliding in and out, in and out, with quicker and quicker strokes, at Dolores's backside.
“'Then, suddenly, Dolores gasped, and the guy sticking his thing in her rear end shuddered and groaned, and they both stopped moving. I knew that something was happening, and I could tell by the expression on Dolores's and the guy's faces that they were both enjoying it tremendously. After they remained motionless for a few seconds, the guy pulled back and I saw his thing slide out of Dolores's back hole. It was much smaller now — the guy's thing, I mean, and was sort of half hanging down. But the warmth between my legs had increased to a point where I couldn't control it anymore. Suddenly I knew that I wanted to get 'fucked,' too.
“'Do it to me,' I said, and started to unzip my shorts.
“'Oh-h-h-h, I can't,' he sighed. 'I'm all pooped out. I don't think I could even get a hard on.'
“'Please,' I begged, sliding down my pants. 'I won't make you give me any money.'
“Dolores sat up, still naked below the waist.
“'Yes, do it to her,' she demanded. 'You have to do it to her.'
“The boy sat up in confusion. 'But I can't get a hard on,' he murmured.
“Suddenly, Dolores took his dick in her mouth. She just came down on him, all of a sudden, taking both of us by surprise. And she started to suck. I was down on my hands and knees, like Dolores had been, with my fanny bare. I just had to have that dong up me. I just had to.
“'There,' Dolores said in triumph. She sure was anything but innocent when it came to sex. She had sucked the boy's dong and it was hard again. 'Now push it up her rear end and fill her full of juice like you did me.'
“I closed my eyes. My bottom felt so bare and cool. There was a little breeze and it was delicious to feel so naked and to anticipate something being done to you. Then I felt this hard warm meat back there. I tried to relax, but I was too excited and I was afraid that being all tense like I was, and tight, would make it hard for him to get it in. I really didn't care if it hurt. I just wanted him to push it in. I had to have it in.
“I'm smaller than Dolores. Maybe he wouldn't be able to get it in me. I looked back, and they were both right behind me staring at my bare fanny. I should have been embarrassed, because I never let anybody see me with my clothes off, not even Mom or my sister, or, maybe I should say, especially Mom or my sister.
“Anyhow I felt Dolores's fingers opening my fanny so that he could get it in, and guiding his prick like I had when he did it to her, only she seemed to know more what she was doing.
“Then I felt this searing, tearing pain. 'Oh! ow! ow!' I squealed. The head of his prick was going in. It didn't feel like I thought it would, not like a turd at all. It felt real big and like it was just tearing me right up the middle. It really hurt. I could hardly stand it it hurt so much, and I had to grind my teeth together. But I still wanted it in.
“'You're so small, Rosalind,' Dolores said. 'You want him to stop?'
“'No, I want it in. Please push it in,' I begged.
“'All right,' she said, and began working the boy's thing in me. She was doing it more than he was. It still hurt, but once the head was in it didn't hurt so much. Then came the best part. It started sliding right up my rectum. It just filled me. I felt like I was stuffed. It was terrific, the pressure, I mean. Oh, I just loved it. It felt like something coming on that you couldn't stop, just pushing right up on in me, way up in.
“'How far in is it?' I gasped.
“'About halfway in,' Dolores said. 'Do you want to stop?'
“'No, no,' I gasped. 'I want him to keep pushing it in.' So it kept on sliding in. I'd never had anything like it before. It was wild, really wild. I felt like my whole insides were being plugged up, and it was turning on this real nice feeling. It actually felt good. 'Ohhhhh,' I moaned. I just couldn't help it.
“'Hurt?' she asked.
“'No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o, it's so good. It feels so good. Ooooooh!'
“It kept on coming in, and then stopped.
“'Please keep pushing it in!' I gasped.
“'It's all the way in,' said the boy. 'I'm coming… Ohhhh, I'm coming!'
“Suddenly I felt this strange, pulsating, wild, sensation, just unbelievably good. I'd never felt anything like it before. I just moaned and moaned and moaned. 'Oooooh, it feels good. Ooooh, it feels good. Oooooh, it feels good!' I felt it was just driving me out of my mind. 'Oh, my bottom feels so good,' I moaned, and just then I felt his dong vibrating in me and juice spurting, warm, spurty juice. It happened just as I reached my own. I didn't realize it, but Dolores had been rubbing my clit. I just felt good all over, unbelievably good. My clit was soaking wet and that long prick was way up my bare fanny and just pouring juice into me.
“I felt him pull it out of me. It was all soft and flabby now. We were all worn out, all three of us, and just lay there in the grass panting. It would, have been awful if somebody had come and found us there. But we didn't care. I always thought that if you came you'd feel sad afterwards and ashamed, but I didn't. It had been too nice. I couldn't have it any more, not then. But I knew that I'd want to do it again some other time. It had been terrific.
“When we felt a little rested, we pulled our pants back on again.
“'You won't tell?' the boy blurted. He was looking scared. 'I've given you a lot of money.'
“'Of course not, silly,' said Dolores. 'Do you think I'd want anybody to know what you did to us?'
“He fumbled with his clothes. 'Well, I'll be going, I guess,' he said hastily, and disappeared into the bushes.
“'We better be going, too,' said Dolores.
“It was getting late. We got to our feet and started through the bushes for home. We were glad that there was nobody in the park. If there was, and they saw the boy come out, and then us, they'd probably figure out we'd been fooling around. But there wasn't anybody, so it was okay.
“'What does it look like going up my bottom?' I asked Dolores as we walked home.
“'Real good,' said Dolores. 'It looks like a big white sausage going in, and your bottom is so pretty. You have a real small fanny and the skin is so soft. I just love your bottom.'
“'I think bottoms are really beautiful,' I said. 'Your bottom is all round and real white. I guess mine is sort of dark.'
“'Mmmh.'
“'Let's fool around again sometime,' I said. 'I mean, just us two. Maybe when nobody's home at my house you could come over and we could take off all our clothes and fool around, stick things up each other's rear ends, and do other stuff.'
“'Okay,' said Dolores with enthusiasm. 'I really liked being cornholed, though.'
“'Is that what that boy did to us?' I asked.
“'Uh-huh, that's what they call it. Cornhole.'
“'How come you know so much, Dolores? I didn't think you knew anything.'
“She winked. 'I got a brother, remember?'
“'You mean you and your brother do stuff together?'
“'Uh-huh.'
“'Does he cornhole you?'
“'Uh-huh. We do it that way because it's safer, at least that's why we started doing it that way. Then we tried it the regular way once, and I found out I'd rather have him do it to me up my rear. I like it better that way. I really do.'
“'Do you suppose your brother would do it to me sometime?'
“'Do you want him to?'
“'Oh, yes. I think I would.'
“'Okay. Maybe sometime you can just spend the night at our house, and we'll fool around, all three of us.'
“'I'd like that,' I said. 'My bottom feels sort of sore. Does yours?'
“'Sure, it always does, but it'll be okay. It doesn't hurt anything if you do it back there, providing you're careful.'
“'It's queer, though, isn't it, Dolores? I mean, that's not the way you're supposed to do it.'
“She shrugged her shoulders. 'So what?' she said. 'If you like it that way, what difference does it make?'
