I guess I was rambling.
Ray wanted to know, “So the girl doing the teacher-she sucks all the boys whenever, and lets boys screw her in her ass, too?”
I had to think about how to answer.
“She loves doing it,” I told them. “Even with boys she doesn't like all that much. She loves giving out blow jobs and getting screwed in the butt. She just loves guy's cocks, in her mouth or wherever. We all do.”
And that's when it got so quiet I could actually hear the crickets outside and it wasn't even the middle of the night yet. There might've been one lonely cricket out there. But I could hear him.
I could also hear Jack's breath sort of catch in his throat.
“Amber!” he half sat up, out of his recliner. “You do all that stuff, too?”
I just looked to him as if I suddenly didn't understand, as if I was a little too drunk to know what he'd asked or, more importantly, what I'd just admitted to. I shrugged with a nervous little laugh, than took a bigger sip of my beer.
“I know where my dad keeps his secret porn,” I told them, instead of admitting anything further. “Let's get it out. It always gets me all crazy. Wow, my head is spinning!”
It was Ray's turn to be shocked.
“Amber, you look at your father's porn collection?”
I nodded with a silly little grin.
“It makes me all tingly in my good parts,” I said. “Then I have to squeeze myself at night until I have an orgasm. My pussy. It's the only way I can go to sleep-”
My God, I was spilling my guts, as they say.
“This is getting way too weird,” Jack said slowly, and closed his eyes. “Maybe it's all just a dream.”
“It does seem like a dream,” Ray agreed. “We're talking dirty with a little 11-year-old girl who gives out blow jobs, gets screwed in the butt and masturbates looking at her dad's porn. Unreal.”
I shook my head, definitely feeling the effect of the beer.
“No, it's real,” I told them.
Yet ironically I was feeling very dreamy and unreal indeed.
“And to prove it,” I went on, “I'll give one of you a blow job while the other one screws me in my ass-and then you can change places. I don't mind tasting my own butt on a dick. I've done it before. But first, let's look at my dad's porn collection to really get me going.”
And I took another sip of beer.
I guess I was done being shy about it.
My father's hidden porn collection was a stack of old but full-color Color Climax fuck magazines and a lot of Polaroid pictures of women and men in every sort of sexual position imaginable. I'd found the entire stash under a couple of loose floorboards a year or so earlier, but I'd kept it to myself.
My mother or father wasn't in any of the pictures, so I figured he must have bought them from somewhere because they were very professional.
It'd gotten a little awkward that night, after my blunt offer to Jack and Ray, though I could tell they knew it was genuine enough. Still, after I brought out the porn collection, we all sat at the kitchen table and spread everything out, each of us a comfortable distance from the others.
Like I said, awkward. For them, mostly.
But I was starting my second can of beer, so I was pretty relaxed myself about the whole thing.
“Which of these pictures get you the most excited?” Jack wanted to know.
I shrugged with a sly little smile and pushed one of the fuck magazines to him, open to a brightly colored spread with two men screwing a girl in her pussy and her asshole at the same time.
Their cocks were huge and shiny with the girl's juices.
“Two guys on one girl always makes me excited,” I said, with a quick look at each of them. “I think it looks like so much fun. I also like the ones where the guy's cum shoots out, the more the better.”
Ray had been quietly studying the pictures, looking down for the longest time, but he finally looked up and over to me. He cleared his throat, suddenly seeming to be very nervous about our surprising and unexpected situation.
“Have you done many of these things with boys yet?” he wanted to know. “From what you said earlier, I'm thinking you have.”
I nodded finally.
“A lot of boys like me, even older boys,” I admitted. “So I suck them, sometimes because I like them back, but mostly because it's fun. My girlfriends all do it, too. It's just not a big deal to us.”
Ray slowly shook his head.
“I still can't believe it,” he said slowly. “You're the sweetest little kid we ever knew and you're doing all this sex stuff already. It doesn't seem real. And your dad would have a heart attack if he knew.”
“No kidding,” Jack threw in.
I just shrugged again.
“So let's not tell him,” I said. “I've been making myself come since I was even younger and the first time a boy screwed me in my butt, I had an orgasm because he kept squeezing my pussy, too.”
“Jesus…” Jack breathed. “You're an 11-year-old adult.”
I just laughed.
“That's perfect,” I told him. “Think of me that way while you fuck me in the ass. And, by the way, here's my pussy.”
So I stood up beside the table, pushed my shorts down, and showed them.
I was back to sitting on the couch but was naked from the waist down, my bare feet on the carpeted floor and my skinny legs spread apart.
My little cunt was very, very wet, dripping even, the merest hint of my brand new pubic hair just fine (almost invisible) tiny curls at the very top of my pink slit. My clit had always been prominent, and was even more so at the moment, the acutely-sensitive little bead peeking out from beneath the slick fold of flesh protecting it.
I was so sexually aroused I could barely breathe, my heartbeat growing steadily quicker, my entire young body trembling.
Jack was in front of me, kneeling between my bare thighs.
He put his hands on my narrow shoulders and gently pulled me forward, then kissed me, a grown-up kiss, his tongue finding mine easily enough when I didn't resist. We kissed until we were both breathing even harder and a little shakier.
He then pulled away from me, dropped down and began kissing my bare inner thighs. His hands spread my legs wider apart and made me tingle with even more mounting excitement.
I was just about crazed with everything going on.
“Lick my pussy, Jack,” I urged him. “Make me come with your mouth.”
He gave me a crooked smile, then obliged, licking his way right into my wet pussy, while I squirmed all over the place. I scooted my bare butt forward on the couch, right to the edge of the cushion, so he could get at me better, while his tongue probed deeply into my tight 11-year-old cunt.
And then he licked up and down my slit.
“You taste so young,” he laughed. “Your pussy's so sweet!”
“I am young,” I told him. “And sweet.”
And he then fastened his lips onto my clit, sucking at me gently until I was panting and working my hips in a short little jerky circle. I was soon so close to getting that first orgasm of the night I was swallowing hard and breathing yet harder.
“Oh, Jack!” I moaned, my pussy so filled with juicy lubrication it was almost gushing. “Yes, yes, like that! Keep sucking on my clit! I love it so much!”
When I came, he worked his finger up my puckered little asshole, probing into me back there, and I came almost immediately again at that sensation, two orgasms in a quick row.
I'd used my little asshole for so much sex over the last two years, I could come with any attention at all back
