like, “leave me alone you little pencil dick” and “go away fagot.”
“Fagot!” Terry replied. “I'm not queer, I've had more women already then you'll have men in a lifetime!” I suspected this was not true, and that Terry was even more inexperienced then I was. So I said, “At least I don't play with myself under my sheets at night, cherry boy!” He was quick to go, “Yeah, but then I'm not so hard up as my sister, who has to watch me do it!”
This went on, as it usually did, for a few minutes, until Mike entered the room. We fell silent and turned our attention to the television show. Mike told us he was stepping out to the convenient store, down the road, for a pack of smokes, and that he would be back in about fifteen minutes.
As the front door closed, the two of us began teasing each other again. Then we heard Carla singing in the shower and Mike told me he was going to play a trick on Carla. He got up from the couch and going to the bathroom door, he turned the knob ever so carefully. Inching the door open, he could see the silhouette of Carla through the shower curtain. He was tempted to stay and watch, but was afraid his sister say something, so he crept into the bathroom and grabbed all of Carla's clothes and towels. He left her a little hand towel that she could dry off with, but it would never be large enough to cover herself with, when she left the bathroom.
We sat in the front room, to have a full view of the hallway that Carla would have to streak down to reach her bedroom.
Mike had another thought. He asked me if I knew of where a camera was. I just replied with a twinkle in my eyes that Carla had one in her room. We got up and ran into Carla's room and retrieved the camera. I made sure there was film in it and the flash was ready.
Looking over at my brother, I remembered the dream I'd had earlier that morning. It seemed like it had been days ago.
Thinking more about it, I told Terry to strip down to his underwear. He said, “No way!” I said, “awe come on, think of Carla walking in here with only that little hand-towel separating her from you.”
I noticed a bulge in Terry's shorts forming. I knew that if I goaded him, he might just do it.
So I told him, “with your little dick, Carla wouldn't even noticed you undressed.” “I bet you wouldn't even know what to do with a girl if she walked naked into a room with you.”
“You're probably such a cherry boy that a commercial on women's underwear makes you cream your jeans.”
The last comment hit close to home, as I knew he did enjoy those commercials and if Carla walked in here naked in a few moments, his own fantasies would be coming true. So Terry threw caution to the wind and stripped his pants off and stood clad only in his cotton white underwear, his erection sticking forth, forming an extreme bulge in them.
Terry's hard-on at the thought of what could happen made him reach into his shorts and adjust his now throbbing member to one side, to prevent it from slipping out prematurely. He then hid behind the bedroom door and waited until Carla would come into the bedroom.
I lowered myself off to one side of the bed out of immediate view and we waited as we heard the shower water stop. The cussing and yells from inside the bathroom told us that Carla had discovered all her clothes were missing. We heard her yell toward the front room, that we were both buttholes. As she ran down the hallway, she grabbed the door to her bedroom and slammed it shut. She then saw Terry standing where the door had previously hid him and dropped her hand-towel in surprise. Her wet body stood before him in all her glory. Terry pulled his underwear down, freeing his confined penis.
His penis sprang out, jutting forth. As he took a step toward her, the end of his penis touched against her pubic hairs. It was then that I stood up and snapped a picture of that fateful moment. Carla stepped back and attempted to hide her privates, but it was to late. I already had the picture in my hand and was waiting the thirty seconds it took to develop.
Carla told me to give her that picture and she started towards me, but Terry came up from behind her and grabbed her around the chest to keep her back. Carla could feel his penis in the crack of her bottom, as she struggled to get loose. This excited her as well as made her more determined to get away.
Her hair was still dripping wet and the water was flowing down her back to moisten her buttocks and his penis jammed up against it.
Terry's arms were pinning Carla's breasts and the pressure of his arms covering her nipples caused her to become more aroused.
Her vagina was becoming moist at the thought of his domination over her. She leaned forward as if to get way, but this really accidentally or intentionally positioned herself to allow the tip of his cock to slip between her virginal pussy lips and slightly penetrate her love tunnel.
The intense feeling that both felt at that second, caused Terry to plunge forward and for Carla to bear down onto his penis. I watched my brothers erect penis slip into the wet confines of my best friends vagina.
As he drew back from deep inside her, I saw a touch of blood drip onto the floor. I knew then that Carla had lost her virginity right there in front of us.
Carla no longer cared. The emotions had been building up inside her, and even though she was only eleven years old, she had reached puberty about two years earlier.
The eleven years she had spent in this world had never allowed her to experience the pure joy that she was feeling now. She could feel the walls of her vagina stretching as never before.
The pain was minimal and actually added to the pure blissfulness she felt. The total fulfillment that she had with every plunge of his cock threw her deeper into ecstasy.
I moved closer to watch Terry drive himself deeper into Carla's cunt. I could see how the lips of Carla's pussy stroked the skin on his penis. I could see how wet she had become and was only regretting that it was my brother and best friend I was watching and not myself. The slapping of his balls against her ass and the sucking sound, that was made with each plunge, was driving all three of them of us mad wanting for release. I snapped another picture of his hard cock penetrating her love tunnel. I then reached down into my own shorts and began sliding my fingers between the moist lips of my own vagina. I never thought I could get so hot and excited as watching two others have sex within inches of myself. It was even more exciting, as I knew they had both been virgins just a few seconds ago, and either hadn't cared or had more courage than I, to cross that final line into full sexual intercourse.
Terry could feel the cum building up in his balls. Even as young as he was, he must have known it wouldn't be much longer before he exploded. His fear of cumming inside her, caused him to pull completely out. This left Carla and him both in utter uncompleted emotional disappointment. But to Carla's surprise, Terry pulled her down to sit on his face. His tongue darted forth and swirled into her tiny hole. She began driving her mound deeper onto his mouth. I could hear my brother sucking the juices from her cunt. Grabbing a small hairbrush from the dresser, I yanked my shorts and panties down. I knew my fingers were not enough to give me the complete satisfaction I needed just now. Ramming the small handle of the brush deep into my own confines, I felt my vagina contract and pulsate with each pump my hand plunged the handle inside of me with.
Carla was now bucking up and down and Terry was having a hard time insuring constant contact with her clitoris. His balls now ached with the need for release, but he would not let go of her legs and he forced her to ride his face until she was moaning with the first wave of her orgasm. As she pumped herself on his loving tongue, she grabbed her own nipples and pinched them. She threw herself into a frenzy. Her pussy began contracting and she pumped her hips a few more times before coming back to reality.
Standing up from his face, she looked back to where Terry's cock was pointing up like a soldier at attention. I could tell she knew nothing about how to suck on a penis and was scared to try it. So she leaned over and cupped her fist around his penis and began pumping it. Terry's erection grew in size. I don't think Carla or I would have thought this would be possible, but saw it happen right before our eyes. His usually limp penis was only about two inches in length, but now it was almost four. I wondered how he had been able to get all of that deep inside her. It was then I noticed I probably was plunging over five inches of handle deep into my quivering mound.
Carla looked over as I plunged the handle of her hairbrush deep inside me. Reaching over, she grabbed the camera and caught a shot of me masturbating. I didn't care in the least.
It actually got me more excited knowing we have a permanent record of this event for all times. Carla said she wondered if the film could catch the intense speed that I was pumping it in and out. Just then I began quivering and my legs convulsed as I reached my own orgasm. It seemed like I might never satisfy myself as I continued to plunge the handle deep within my mound. My legs were flailing from the intense orgasm I was giving myself.
