finally went limp with a final little gasp, her head thrown back and her eyes closed as her slender legs suddenly splayed even wider apart, weakly so.
“That was almost too good,” she breathed. “It wore me out…”
“I'm next,” Carol said quickly. “Right now.”
And the taller girl grabbed Ingrid's slender wrist and nearly yanked her out of the wooden chair, moving the other girl out of the way and dropping down into her place. Carol was already breathing so hard she was shaky.
“You know what to do,” she told me. “And use your fingers up my butt like that, too.”
I nodded glumly, picking a stray strand of Ingrid's curly red pubic hair out of my mouth and flicking it to the floor.
“Fine…” was all I said. Then, “Let's get this nightmare over with.”
Hah.
CHAPTER 6
Unlike Ingrid, the larger 14-year-old blonde girl Carol had shaved her entire pubic area, her cunt openly displayed to me in all its glory.
And it was a glorious cunt, the bulge of her pubic mound so smooth she must have waxed it as well. The slick lips of her cunt were parted slightly, and swollen, of course, the juicy pink center of her slit filled with so much moisture it'd already run down into the crack of her firm-looking ass.
“Make me come fast,” the girl told me. “Like you did Ingrid.”
Carol had her plaid skirt bunched up around her waist as Ingrid had done, but her longer and shapelier legs were spread even wider. In addition, she'd unbuttoned her uniform blouse and unhooked her bra, pushing it up out of the way. She was squeezing her own bare breasts, arousing herself before I even got started.
“Come on!” she urged me. “Do it.”
Her large nipples were surprisingly dark for a blonde, more brown than pink, and she began pulling at them as they grew even longer, plucking at them. Her breathing was already labored and shaky from watching me eat out little Ingrid.
Instead of immediately licking her cunt, though, I first surprised her by kissing the smooth expanse of her bare inner thigh. She sighed softly, swallowing, but did not stop me or try to hurry me along. Her smooth flesh was already damp from her excitement, but not unpleasantly so, and I kissed and licked my way along her bare inner as I headed to her pussy.
“That feels nice,” she murmured, settling in for what she knew was to come next. “You are good at this…”
But instead of beginning to lick her slippery cunt, I surprised her again by slipping two fingers into the puckered slot of her asshole, slick with her own wetness. She jerked with a little moan, swallowing hard again, and I could feel the little muscles within her rectum grip my fingers even as I began sliding them in and out.
“Like that!” she moaned again. “Oh yeah, that's perfect!”
And as I fingerfucked her slickly-throbbing asshole, Carol began working her bare hips in a tight little circle from where she sat, almost like fucking. Her fingers were more feverishly pulling at her nipples, her breath now coming in quiet moans, and I hadn't even touched her pussy yet.
“Ohhh God, that's it, that's it!”
I'll admit here, I was easily as excited as the big blonde I was kneeling in front of, my own cunt so swollen and wet with arousal it was only through sheer willpower that I didn't reach down and give it a quick squeeze.
Or begin fingering myself.
But I'd never let the three bullying 8th-graders know I was wildly enjoying what they were forcing me to do. I was keeping that as my own secret. One day, I knew, I'd be getting even with them.
When I leaned forward and finally began licking into Carol's dripping cunt, she started immediately panting, her entire body trembling uncontrollably. She started working her pussy against my mouth, sort of fucking my face, which was more exciting for me than I'd ever admit.
My own heartbeat was at it again, pounding away in my chest as my blood was apparently boiling due to where I had my mouth: on a gorgeous blonde's hot pussy! I probably was a big lesbian, after all, something I'd always wondered about but never had a chance to find out.
Now I knew: I loved licking other girl's cunts!
Carol was squirming around in the chair and panting so hard I thought she might actually pass out, her sweet cunt gushing so much wetness I could have drowned in it. And died happily. I was sucking wetly at it, licking her cunt-lips avidly and probing with my eager tongue deeply into the sugary sweet center of her pulsating hole.
My face was soaked with her juices, slippery and shiny, I knew, but I pushed my tongue still deeper into her, my fingers by then rapidly sliding in and out of her twitching asshole.
“It's so fucking good!” Carol managed, twisting her hips back and forth. “You're killing me! Uhhhh! I'm so close! So close to coming! Ohhh God, I love it, I fucking love it! Eat my pussy, you little slut, eat it!”
And, of course that was exactly what I was doing, eating out an oversexed 8th-grader while her two friends eagerly watched.
As soon as my tongue probed under the fleshy pulsing hood of her clitoris, she came, my lips barely finding it, and sucking it, as she started groaning her way through an orgasm that had her wildly pumping her hips.
“I'm coming, I'm coming!” she managed, her face contorted with what seemed to be intense pain but was in reality the greatest pleasure known to any woman. Or little girl. “Ohhh God, I'm coming so fucking hard! Don't stop, don't stop!”
And I didn't, so aroused myself I could have come with the slightest graze of a fingertip against my own clit. My excitement kept my mouth locked onto her slippery clit, my fingers still pistoning quickly into her clenching asshole.
“I'm still coming!” Carol cried out. “I can't believe it! I'm coming and coming!”
For several more long moments she thrashed and squirmed but, like Ingrid earlier, finally sighed loudly and went limp, her breath still coming in ragged heaves. Yet I still was sucking her cunt, so into it myself that I didn't want it to end.
“Enough!” Velda's voice cut through my own fog. “Stop, you little slut!”
And she grabbed my damply tousled hair from behind and yanked my face out of her blonde friend's soaking wet crotch.
“Ow!” I cried out. “What are you doing…?”
I reared back on my knees, breathing hard and shaky. I hadn't meant to let myself go like that, to let any of the three of them know it wasn't exactly a terrible experience for me.
“I was just trying to get it over with,” I explained, shrugging it off. “This whole thing. It's disgusting to me, having my mouth on another girl's…vagina.”
Velda studied me a long moment.
“It didn't look like you were disgusted,” she said. “I think you're starting to like it.”
When I said nothing, she looked to each of her friends.
Carol was still hanging limply in the wooden chair, her bare thighs spread wide and glistening with her own moisture, her breath slowly returning to normal. Ingrid was sitting cross-legged on a couple of bath towels on the floor. Her eyes were once again bright with excitement at the performance Carol and I'd provided, her plaid skirt off and tossed to the side. She had her fingers deep in her 14-year-old cunt, openly masturbating.
“It's my turn to get licked now,” Velda announced. “But I think I've got a much better idea…”
I met her gaze, then shook my head.
“Great.”
CHAPTER 7
