Home from her sleepover at the Vatspalts, Lilly is emboldened to explore self-pleasure and begins the stretching of her special place. Lilly discovers how the Vatspalt sisters play with each other. Louise shares a shocking video with Lilly and Cassy. Held down against her will, Lilly's special place is assaulted. To her delight, Lilly is instructed to torment her best friend's pussy with an unusual device.
An imagined rape takes place in this chapter. If this content makes you uncomfortable, please do not continue reading this installment.
The Swedish words for pussy (fitta, snippa, mus) and cock (kuk) are used in this story. They are not misspellings.
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Lilly took an earnest and rigorous approach to the self-exploration of her body after returning home from church that morning. Her private discussion with Cassy's parents had kindled her curiosity. Watching them have sex and handling Erik's lovely kuk had played like a film in her mind and she couldn't stop thinking about it. Sitting in the pew, pretending to study the scriptures, her special place throbbed and she worried about a wet spot forming on Louise's borrowed dress.
By the time the Vatspalts dropped her at home, Lilly's parents had gone to the mall and she had the house to herself. Locking the door to her bedroom, she'd found an article on the internet that listed different ways in which girls could try masturbating. She stripped naked; absently tracing her finger over the now-hairless swale of her mons, and followed the suggestions provided in the article.
She began by straddling her pillow and thrusting her pelvis against it, which felt like sandpaper. Rubbing her special place on the bedpost did nothing but make her feel vulgar. She next sat Indian-style on her bed, put her phone in selfie mode and leaned it against her crossed ankles. This provided an exceptionally clear view and, recalling Mrs. Vatspalt's tutelage, she used her fingers to splay her lower lips open, exposing the bright pink rosebud of her clit.
Playing with it felt okay, but there was no "Ah, ha!" moment as she'd believed there would be. Touching it didn't elicit the same convulsion she'd experienced under Mrs. Vatspalt's caress. Thinking back to watching Cassy masturbate on the pool raft and trying to copy her movements also didn't generate much excitement.
It wasn't until the end of the article, when the author noted that it was sometimes easiest just to lie back, open your legs and think about something that "turns you on!" And that's what she did.
Placing her phone on the bedside table, she lay across her bed. Spreading her legs so wide she felt vulnerable, Lilly closed her eyes. The sun streaming through the window sliced bright warmth across the flat expanse of her stomach and the wet slash of her sex. Lilly massaged her breasts as she thought about an unwanted intruder doing very nasty things to her. She danced her fingers over the contours of her special place as she imagined their encounter.
She thought about coming home to an empty house. Only the house wasn't empty and she surprised the burglar as she walked into her room. He was handsome; a delicious combination of Mr. Vatspalt, Erik and a couple of other cute guys from school. For no reason, she imgined him nude and was stroking his cock, which looked a lot like Mr. Vatspalt's.
Seeing her, he leapt and she tried to flee, but wasn't fast enough. Pulling her hair, he tossed her on the bed and pounced. "Just who I was looking for," he said. Wedging his knees between hers, she was powerless to keep him from spreading her legs open. She wasn't wearing undies and the short dress she wore rode over her hips, exposing her freshly shorn pussy. Ripping the garment open, he smiled when he saw she also wore no bra.
Ripples of pleasant tension pulsed from her clit as he raped her. She increased the tempo and pressure and the ripples turned to waves. She heard herself moaning. The oscillations from her center made her writhe atop the bed, stomach undulating, breasts hitching, her legs pushing the blankets to the floor as the wonderful pressure built.
He had torn her clothes off completely and tied her limbs to her four-poster bed, spreading her legs enough to part the lips of her special place. She pleaded with him to stop before he went too far. His laugh was wicked while he slapped her tits. "You need to shut the fuck up, you uptight bitch. Here, this should do it," he said before jamming his cock down her throat. She was helpless as he savagely fucked her face.
Using two fingers, she rubbed her clit agressively, then pushed them inside her special place and pumped as she thought about choking on his essence. Thick, salty sperm drooled from her mouth as he withdrew himself. Angered she was unable to swallow it all, he slapped her across the face, his ejaculate spattering her cheeks and bedsheets.
"No chance of getting pregnant now," he said. Her pussy made sloppy wet noises as she beat her clit with an open hand. "I'm going to tear that tight little cunt of yours wide open." He stared earnestly into her eyes as he entered her with one forceful thrust. His cock filled her tightly and her cries were pitiful as he drove into her like a jackhammer.
In her bedroom there was one explosive release, like a shotgun. For an instant her body went rigid and she hiccupped. Her eyes were wide open and all she saw was a blinding white light. Lilly's abdomen convulsed violently and her legs clamped closed. She screamed as a tsunami of pleasure tore through her. Bucking against the mattress, her body curled into a C and then went rigid straight as another bolt shocked her system. This time, her legs spread and her pelvis tilted upward, involuntarily driving three fingers onto her clit before slipping deeply into her special place, resulting in another shotgun blast and round of seizures. She heard a high-pitched squeal followed by a mewing keen, but it didn't sound like anything that had ever escaped her lips. Gulping for air, smaller quakes followed, the pleasure subsiding with each aftershock until her legs went loose and her knees fell open. She stroked her sex, her breath catching with each grazing of her clit.
She eventually stilled.
Since that afternoon she'd found time for herself nearly every day. Her fantasies varied and she discovered that some worked better than others. The Vatspalts factored into many of them, but she also thought about Robby and other guys, and even some girls from school. Shelly came into a few, but in those fantasies, Lilly was the tormentor. She was somewhat surprised at how forecful her orgasms where when she thought about pinning Shelly to the changing bench and fucking her with a shampoo bottle.
Thinking back to Mrs. Vatspalt's suggestion, Lilly even managed to smuggle an empty wine bottle into her room. She'd found it on the kitchen counter one Saturday morning. It hadn't been thrown away and her parents were still sleeping so she brought it up to her bathroom, washed it thoroughly, and kept it hidden in the drawer of her bedside table. In the following days, she realized Cassy's parents were correct; penetrating her snippa with it was very enjoyable, but it took practice.
The first time she wasn't aware that the insertion of the bottle would be so uncomfortable. Forcing the hard green glass past her lips, she yelped; it didn't feel good. It was cold and unyeilding and her pussy seemed shrink around its neck, her delicate lower lips skidding across the surface. So she let the bottle lay against her leg and let her mind wander.
Massaging her clit as she fantasized about Mr. Vatspalt's hardened cock slicing into her pussy, Lilly ran her finger over her firth until the hot moisture oozed. Dipping them inside, she coated the neck of the bottle with her feminine effusion and willed herself to relax. Wedging the glass into her special place, her breath caught but she persevered, her brow furrowing as she pushed the bottle deeper. She was afraid of hurting herself and pulled it out after only a few minutes. The next time was more pleasant and the time after that even better.
Masturbating was far easier to do than dedicated stretching time with her bottle. She found she could masturbate while showering in the morning or while sitting in front of her closet mirror as she applied her makeup. While it wasn't preferred, Lilly learned to control herself vocally when she came; only emitting quiet whimpers as her body hitched. She often spent a few minutes rubbing her clit or finger fucking herself before getting up for the day. She knew there wasn't the time needed to reach an orgasm and that was okay. Touching herself was pleasant even if it didn't always involve a gut-wrenching climax.
Stretching sessions were less frequent as she needed privacy for a greater amount of time. This was challenging as her parents didn't leave her home alone very often. It was also more difficult to remain quiet when exploring herself with the bottle.
Stretching always left her bathed in sweat and it was sometimes a little uncomfortable if she pushed too hard or attempted to widen her opening by wiggling the bottle too far. But the experience always made her feel as if she'd accomplished something important and that she was maturing. Lilly figured it was better to go through being uncomfortable now, when there wasn't a boy trying to push his kuk inside her. She wanted that moment to be joyous.
As the months went by, Lilly often spent Saturday nights with the Vatspalts and then attended church with them Sunday mornings. At first, her parents were against this idea. But eventually their protests went quiet. Lilly couldn't blame them; her father's employer had cast him aside in favor of a younger, more dynamic minister. Lilly noticed her parents seemed to be walking away from the presence that had guided them for so many years. She understood their resetment and she came to a realization she knew she'd never admit to them: her father's firing had opened a door for her that seemed filled with opportunity. At home, she commiserated with them; often praying with them for a new beacon to light their way. For Lilly, that light came from the Vatspalts.
Upon arriving at their house, she obdiently followed Cassy to her room and the girls would change into their pajamas for the remainder of the evening. They would enjoy a hearty dinner and engage in thought-provoking debate. Sometimes they watched movies or played board games late into the night, sipping wine and enjoying each others' company.
After her first sleepover, she got over the fact that Erik bathed with his sisters and it became common practice for Lilly to share the oversized shower with the Vatspalt siblings Sunday mornings. She enjoyed the playful antics as the shower session often broke down into a water fight with the handheld wands, all of them laughing hysterically as they targeted each other's bodies.
They all used Sunday morning to groom their special places and following a few more lessons, along with guidance from Cassy and Louise, Lilly was eventually able to handle shaving Erik's lovely kuk on her own. She looked forward to these moments. Playing with him and handling his cock was enjoyable, but there was something else that was more elusive. It took a few weeks but she finally realized that kneeling in front of him felt right, it was feminine and docile. She was pleasing. She was wanted.
While very curious, she wasn't brave enough to prep him by sucking his cock. Instead, she found that gently stroking him while using her other hand to fiddle with his balls was enough. He had offered to shave her, but she always deferred to Cassy or Louise for fear of revealing her arousal at the prospect of spreading her legs so a man could access her snippa.
As her confidence slowly grew, Lilly often strolled the upstairs rooms and hallways nude or partially nude, as the rest of the family did, sometimes stepping into Mr. and Mrs. Vatspalt's room to chat about something or follow up on a discussion from the previous evening.
During this time, Lilly came to realize that nudity was nothing to be ashamed of and the more it occured the more banal it became. Being naked with and around Cassy's family felt natural, not sexual. Given their typical state of undress, they kept their house pleasantly warm which made it even more comfortable.
One evening, Lilly, Cassy and Louise were lounging around the house because Mr. and Mrs. Vatspalt were attending one of Erik's soccer games. They were then heading to San Francisco to pick up Mrs. Vatspalt's brother, who was arriving from Sweden.
Mr. and Mrs. Vatspalt asked Louise to make sure they'd had dinner before her date arrived and she'd grabbed take-out Chinese on her way home from her part-time job. Lilly and Cassy wrapped up their homework for the weekend just as Louise strolled in the door with dinner. Already in their PJs, the girls shared a couple bottles of wine while munching on chow mein and moo-shoo pork. The night was theirs and they planned to watch a couple of movies while Louise spent some time with her date.
At the moment, Cassy and Lilly were quietly drunk and sprawled across Louise's bed while Louise rummaged through her dresser. "I can't find my sunflower skirt, Cassy, did you borrow it?"
"Nope." Cassy was studying her phone. She leaned over and showed the screen to Lilly. "Look at this video." The title was 'First Time Momemade Anal.'
Lilly's eyes went big. "God, Cassy, that's gross!" But then she leaned into her friend's shoulder and watched as a man's hands rubbed the white mounds of a woman's firm bottom. Spreading her cheeks, his glistening lube-covered finger swirled around the woman's butthole before plunging inside her up to the second knuckle. He twisted his wrist and pushed a second finger inside as he pumped.
"Well I don't understand where it could be." Louise pondered a moment then went to her hands and knees and looked under the bed. "Josh likes it so much. It's one of his favorites."
"Who cares," said Cassy. "He's going to fuck you and will probably just want to take it off." On Cassy's phone, a thick, black cock slowly pressed into the tight pink star of the woman's bottom. Lilly noted the finger that had probed her butthole was clearly that of a white person's.
Louise looked annoyed at her little sister. "First, dummy, that doesn't mean I don't want to look nice for him. Second, sometimes it's fun to leave something on." Louise rolled her eyes at Cassy, stood and turned in a circle then went into her walk-in closet. In a moment, pieces of clothing were being tossed into the room. "Maybe it's in the hamper. Oh, wait! Here it is!" Louise came out of the closet, skirt in hand. She tossed it on the bed and undressed.
As the video continued, the filmmaker took a position standing at the corner of the bed and pointed the lens at the matress while also capturing himself stroking his hardened cock. On the bed, a handsome, muscular man rode the woman hard, pummeling her bottom and gripping her ass cheeks tightly. The woman was doing something between moaning and crying with each thrust. The cameraman asked if she liked what was being done to her and the woman's approval came out in broken, husky yips and barks.
Continuing to watch the video, Lilly asked, "Is Josh one of the guys you met at the hotel?" Inside Hello Kitty, her special place was stirring.
Peeling off her white yoga pants, Lilly hardly noticed Louise wore no panties. Tossing them into her closet, Louise smiled but shook her head. "No. Not one of them, a different guy."
With a final thrust, the man withdrew his cutlass as the cameraman moved in for a close-up. Thick, milky syrup oozed from the woman's slightly gaping butthole and flowed over her puffed lower mouth before dripping onto the bed. She had a pained expression on her face, but somehow also looked very happy.
"Oh! I forgot all about that," said Cassy, as she clicked off the video. "How was it?"
Still smiling, Louise said, "Amazing! We all had such a great time. It was one of the best weekends ever!"
Lilly asked, "Weren't you scared? I mean, four guys, at the same time."
"A little," Louise admitted as she pulled her tank top off. "But mama and daddy were right about telling them to go slow." A wicked grin formed. "It took a while because the boys were worried about touching each other, but by the end of the weekend we were all on the same page."
Cassy asked, "How many times did they fuck you?"
Louise shrugged. "Over the four days? Ten, maybe a dozen times, I guess. I didn't really keep track. We never left the room and just ordered room service. On Saturday I think we did it four times." Then she smiled and held up her phone. "You want to see?"
Lilly said, "Oh gosh, you filmed it?" Thinking of her special place, she considered what it might feel like to have sex twelve times with four boys at once.
"Uh-huh. Not every time, but most of them." Nude and giggling with delight, Louise plopped on the bed, wedging herself between the younger girls. Cassy and Lilly crowded closer and Louise pushed play. "This is the first time we did it."
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"My parents said you need to go slow." Louise's voice could be heard through the small speaker. "You have to be gentle with me." Four attractive guys were standing around the room, hands in their pockets, looking hungry and apprehensive at the same time.
"Holy shit, you told your mom and dad about this?"
"Why wouldn't I?" Louise asked. "I tell them everything. They are my parents."
"I sure as hell didn't tell my parents." And the other three agreed. And he said, "I don't know if I'll be able to see your parents after this. It will be kind of weird."
"It will be fine," said Louise. "Swedes are just more open about sex than Americans. My dad even joked that maybe my mom should join."
Three of the boys looked shocked, but one brightened and smiled and said, "Mrs. Vatspalt is beautiful." And then he covered his tracks. "But not as beautiful as you, Louise."
Louise laughed. "It's okay, Trent, I know she's beautiful, and she knows you think so. When I told her, she smiled. You made her day. I think she seriously considered coming along today, but she had her pilates class."
There was a prolonged silence while the boys looked at the floor and around the room and finally Louise said, "Should we get undressed?" The image shuddered and then steadied. Louise entered the scene, her phone overlooking the room, the bed centered in the frame.
A boy asked, "Are you going to film this?"
Louise laughed, "Absolutely! And if you're nice I might give each of you a copy. No posting on the internet, though." She slinked across the room, her tiny round bottom wagging suggestively. "You guys undress me first," she said. She wore a pink chiffon crop top with pearl buttons down the back, denim micro skirt, pink bobbysocks and white sneakers. Her long blonde hair was pulled into loose, low pigtails. Lilly thought Louise appeared sexy and innocent at the same time and wondered if she could pull off a similar look.
The boys needed no further encouragement and huddled around their muse. There were no frantic motions, no ripping her clothes from her body. Instead, they handled the task with delicacy, gently removing one garment at a time. One unbuttoned her blouse and another slid it from her slender shoulders. Louise wore no bra and each boy that was standing took hold of a breast, their thumbs gently grazing her outsized bulbs. Louise closed her eyes and tilted her head back. One boy nibbled her neck while the other suckled her earlobe.
Two boys went to their knees, one of them unzipping her skirt, the other gently slipping it from her narrow hips and holding her hand as she stepped out of it. It was no surprise to Lilly that Louise wasn't wearing panties.
The boys on the floor untied her shoes and she stepped out of them. "I'd like to keep my socks on. My toes get cold," she said. One of the kneeling boys began kissing her tummy; the other boy ran his hands over her bottom. The two boys that were standing began suckling her nipples. This went on for a few moments, Louise hummed softly, enjoying their touch. Then she said, "My turn now."
The next few minutes were spent with Louise undressing her suitors. Like the boys, she took her time; starting from the top and working her way down, kissing and licking their bodies as she went. She was kneeling when she removed the first boy's underwear and released his fully erect penis; it sprang upward forcefully. Louise giggled, took it in her hand and gently pressed her lips to the tip. And then she moved to the next boy.
With their clothing removed, all five moved toward the bed. One held her hand as she sat at the edge. Another gently laid her back onto the overstuffed mattress. They stood around the bed, their lean, hard bodies nearly pulsing with anticipation. Two of the boys slowly stroked thier kuks. Reclining across the white expanse, Louise grabbed two pillows and scooted them beneath her bottom, elevating her hairless fitta. She smiled radiantly and leaned back. Her knees fell open and two of the boys lifted and pulled her ankles apart. Her hand slid over her mons and then lower, two fingers finding purchase. She spread her bright pink lips and now the other two were stroking their penises.
"I'm going to pick a number between one and 100. The closest can go first. And the next closest and so on," she said. "Are you okay with this?"
All four agreed to the terms and offered their guesses.
Louise smiled and took a boy's penis in her hand. "Mark's first; then Trent and Steve. Damien goes last."
Damien rolled his eyes. "Can we guess again? I don't want their come all over my dick."
Louise, who was clearly in charge, said, "Any of you are welcome to leave if you don't like the ground rules."
Damien apologized and Louise offered a compromise. "Damien, if you promise to go slow, after you've all been here," she burrowed her fingers into her sex, "you can be inside my bottom first."
Lilly gulped. She recalled her evening in Mr. And Mrs. Vatspalt's bedroom. "With proper training, you'd be surprised at what your anus can accept."
Louise's encounter ran nearly a half hour and Lilly was dizzy with desire when the clip stopped. By then one of the boys had brought the phone closer. He chronicled the occasion exquisitely as each of them entered her special place, one after the other, with hardly a moment between them. Their penisis were different and beautiful and agressively pushing. Off screen, Louise's voice caught and pitched and squealed with each thrust, her fitta overflowing with their essence. It was raw and gleaming and gaping in the harsh light cast by the phone. Lilly found herself wondering how she would handle such an experience.
The last image, frozen on the screen, showed Louise straddling one boy as he thrust into her sex, another with his cock embedded fully into her bottom, while she accommodated the other two boys in her mouth at the same time. And by now, none of them were moving slowly.
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Lilly's nipples were taut and there was the now-familiar hot, slick moisture oozing from her sex; Hello Kitty's face had once again darkened but she didn't care and certainly wasn't embarrassed about it in the Vatspalt home. "Louise," she said, "he put it in your...in your bottom."
"Yes, he did. They all did, eventually."
Lilly was stunned. "Oh."
Louise smiled. "It was fun. The guy just has to go a little slower at first. But once you relax, he can be pretty aggressive and it feels nice. Your butthole is much tighter than your pussy so you both experience it more intensely. I'll send you a couple of the other times we filmed it." Louise patted Lilly's bottom. "I bet you'd like it. But you have to be ready."
"Louise lost her virginity with two guys at the same time," Cassy said casually. "I don't know why she's making such a big deal out of being with four boys."
Louise's eyes went wide. "Cassandra Ann Vatspalt, I wish you'd learn to keep your mouth closed," she said, shoving her sister on the shoulder. Her voice was stern. "That's private in our family."
Cassy pouted and pushed back, banging Louise into Lilly. "Oh who cares, Louise? Lilly is practically one of the family anyway." Lilly stared at Louise, gap-mouthed.
Louise was annoyed. "Look at her, Cassy. She's not ready. You keep telling us she is, but she isn't." Her brow furrowed at her sister, she said, "You have to remember that she's American. She's going to be more sheltered than Swedish girls; maybe even more-so given her upbringing." Louise shook her head. "Lilly's still a virgin and she probably hasn't even started masturbating. She's just not ready. She's too immature."
"I have, too," said Lilly.
The sisters looked at Lilly, Cassy's eyebrows raised. "You've had sex?"
"No, the other thing."
Louise looked to her sister as if proving a point. "She can't even say the word. You shouldn't be sharing our private family matters with her."
"Masturbate!" Lilly blurted. "Masturbate, masturbate, masturbate! I masturbate!" Her cheeks flushed. "There, I said it." Louise rolled her eyes.
"What?" Lilly was incredulous. "I've even done it here. The last time I spent the night. I did it in Cassy's room." She found masturbating after watching Cassy's parents have sex made it easier to fall asleep.
Cassy's eyebrows went up again. "You did, when?"
"You had already gone to sleep."
Louise waved Lilly off dismissively. "Rubbing your pinky finger over your snippa isn't masturbating, Lilly." She laughed. "That's hardly even touching yourself."
"I do more than use my fingers," Lilly said. She felt the need to defend herself; to prove her experience and maturity. "Sometimes I use a wine bottle."
Louise and Cassy shared a look. Cassy said, "That's how momma taught us."
Lilly lied and said, "I, I found an article on the internet. It said that using a wine bottle was a good way to stretch my pussy. That way it won't hurt so much when I'm with a guy."
"What else have you tried?" asked Louise.
"Nothing." Lilly feigned a look of innocence and hoped Louise bought the ruse.
The older girl chuckled. "You don't have to lie to us. I know you've tried other things," she said, "Every girl does. It feels good when something is pushed inside your snippa and it's only natural to try different things."
Lilly thought for a moment. She had already proven that she masturbated. "I don't have to tell you." She gave Louise a raspberry.
Louise turned to her sister. "See what I mean?"
"It's okay, Lilly. You can tell us anything," said Cassy. "I use a bottle, too; the one momma gave me. And sometimes I rub Carin on Mr. Ruffles, or push him inside me." Mr. Ruffles was a stuffed unicorn Cassy slept with for nighttime security. The large plush toy was nearly as long as Cassy and had a thick rubber horn that spiraled to a spherical tip. Lilly guessed it was rounded for child safety. She doubted the manufacturer had anticipated the toy would be attractive to curious young women for other reasons.
Louise snickered and Cassy pouted at her sister. "I don't care what you think. He makes me feel good down there. Momma and daddy said there is nothing wrong with doing that."
"I was just joking," said Louise, patting Cassy's shoulder. "I know you use Mr. Ruffles. I used a toy submarine Erik played with in the bathtub." She shrugged. "I still use my bottle sometimes, too. But the best feeling is when a man's kuk is inside me."
"Or two!" said Cassy.
"Or three!" Lilly added. They all laughed.
The sisters turned to Lilly expectantly. There was no reason to hide anything. "My hairbrush," she said, "and the handle of one of my dad's screwdrivers."
"I think maybe I was wrong about you," Louise said. There was pride in her voice. "You're more open-minded than I thought."
"Thanks." Lilly twirled her hair.
"I think I'm talking to a girl who wants to lose her virginity."
"I do, at some point. I just don't know when." If her parents found out she was behaving this way, they would be shocked. You weren't supposed to defile your body in the ways Lilly was practicing.
"I told Lilly she needs to lose her virginity," said Cassy. "I know about eight guys at school who want to fuck her silly."
Louise looked annoyed. "Why do you have to be so vulgar, Cassy?"
And now Lilly looked sternly at Cassy. "You really do have a big mouth, don't you?" She picked up a pillow and threw it at her friend. Cassy laughed and deflected it to the floor. Lilly looked at Louise. "Weren't you nervous about being with two guys at once?"
"Not really," she said. "I was ready. Actually, I was pretty excited for it to happen."
"How old were you?"
"Around your age, I think." She ticked off her fingers. "No, sorry, it was the night of my eighteenth birthday."
"How did you know them?" asked Lilly.
Louise paused before answering. "I used to babysit a little boy back in Sweden. It was with his dad and his brother-in-law."
"They were men?" Lilly asked. She was stunned. "They weren't your own age?"
Shaking her head, Louise said, "You don't want your first time to be with someone who doesn't know what they are doing. Younger guys don't know what to do and the moment they are inside you they come. But men have experience and can control themselves." She looked across the room, remembering. "They went slowly and took their time with me. They were gentle and supportive. They placed me in the correct position to enter me at the same time. When it happened it was wonderful."
"What did it feel like?" Lilly recalled the cell phone video.
Louise flopped back on the bed and smiled radiantly. "Warm and loving," she said. She absently trailed her fingers over her sex. "I remember feeling completely full in both places and their bodies on either side of me were like an embrace."
Lilly nodded. She was intensely curious and it sounded wonderful.
"See, told you she was ready!" Cassy said. "She wants to know." Then she said to Lilly, "I could talk to the boys at school. Maybe they could gang bang you!" Cassy guffawed. "Like that'll ever happen!"
Lilly said, "Hey! That's not nice!"
"Cassandra Vatspalt!" Louise threw a pillow at her sister. "I've had enough of your attitude and your sass-talk!" Louise wrestled Cassy to the mattress, easily pinning the smaller girl to the bed. Cassy thrashed, bucking her hips and trying to throw Louise off. Her night shirt rode up her ribs, exposing her vale; her legs kicking, torso twisting as she struggled.
"Get off of me, you big moose!"
Louise laughed. "Big moose, huh!" She scooted up, her smooth fitta pressed to Cassy's chin, Louise's bottom dragging the nightshirt until Cassy's breasts were revealed. "How about my big mus! Take this! I know how much you like kissing Sassa!" Louise smashed her sex to her sister's face. Cassy's cries for help were stifled between Louise's clenched thighs, her small hands flapping helplessly beneath her sister's knees. The older girl was laughing hysterically as she ground her hips. "Stop it Cassandra! Get your tongue out of me! That tickles!"
Lilly saw her opening, picked up a pillow and hit Louise with it again and again. She was laughing and she yelled, "Get off my friend, you big moose mus!"
Louise squealed, grabbed for the pillow and pulled, yanking Lilly into the fray, who went down face-first across Louise's knees. The older girl immediately clamped her arm across Lilly's back. "This is what you get for hitting me with a pillow!" Lilly yelped with each swat Louise administered to her upturned rump.
"Let me up!"
"Nope! Not going to happen!" Between slaps, she roughly yanked Lilly's panties between the cheeks of her bottom and kept spanking. "Ha! They're turning pink!"
Lilly twisted her arm backward and got a glancing slap across Louise's breasts, causing the older girl to yelp and laugh and snort all at once.
Louise dodged Lilly's next swipe, swatting her arm away. "I'll teach you to hit me." And Lilly's screams turned to giggles and then hysterical laughter as Louise tickled her inner thighs. Louise then focused on Lilly's special place; Hello Kitty the only shield against the older girl's plumping and pinching. "Oh! Look what I found. Someone's panties are soaking wet. How did that happen, Lilly? Was it from watching my home movie or from hearing about my first time?"
"Stop it! You're going to make me pee!"
"Go ahead; it will be all over Cassy's face!"
And now Lilly really was squirming. Louise's fingers had worked their way around Hello Kitty's defenses and were inside her panties, searching and probing and teasing. "Now I know why your panties were wet! You're fitta is all gooey!" Gliding two fingers over Lilly's slick sex, Louise's nomadic fingers contorted Hello Kitty's face as she plumped and spread Lilly's lower lips.
Twisting, Lilly suddenly had a better angle, pushed the pillow to Louise's face and used her free hand to land a few more slaps to the older girl's breasts. She was laughing too and said, "You better let us up or I'm going to slap one of them clean off; not that there's much to slap!"
"Ow! Knock it off, Lilly!" Louise laughed, "You're such a brat!" Clamping her arm down on Lilly's shoulders to hold her still, Louise drove two fingers fully into Lilly's drenched sex. Lilly went rigid-still. Until that moment, her own fingers and beloved bottle aside, no other person had ever been inside her special place.
"Oh!"
"That will teach you!" And Louise pushed further, twisting as she went. And then the pumping started. Slowly.
"Oh!" Lilly said again. Her legs went stiff and formed a Y, granting the older girl better access. Below her, Cassy's hair tickled her tummy as she continued to struggle between Louise's knees.
Not breaking stride, Louise said, "I wonder if someone else's fitta is wet." Reaching back, her fingers walking down her helpless sister's tummy, Cassy thrashed some more and then went still when Louise's fingers found purchase. "Yep, she's wet, too! Well aren't you two just the horniest little girls." Louise dug into them both, driving aggressively. "Are you going to give up?"
Lilly thrashed, "No! Never!" Cassy flopped under her sister's weight, totally useless in the fight.
"Ha! No problem. There's more where that came from."
Lilly squeaked and bucked when a third finger punctured deeply into her vale. After weeks of working with the wine bottle, and her highly aroused state, her fitta eagerly accepted Louise's forward assault. But when the older girl retreated, she spread her fingers, stretching Lilly's firth well beyond what she'd previously achieved with the bottle.
It was more than Lilly was ready for and the pleasant feelings between her thighs turned uncomfortable. "Ah! Okay, okay, I give!"
"Are you two going to behave?" Louise pressed her thumb into Lilly's anus, burrowing up to the first knuckle.
"Oh, God!" To Lilly, it felt enormous and she pinched her muscles down there. Louise tunneled deeper.
"Remember my video? It's easier if you relax, Lilly." She pushed harder and Lilly exhaled in a tight grunt. Relaxing didn't seem possible. Cassy emitted only a whimper between her sister's thighs; Louise was driving hard, now forcing Carin to accept four fingers. "I'll go deeper, both of you! Give up."
Lilly said she would. "We both will, I promise!"
"You better." Withdrawing her fingers, Louise gave Lilly three more whacks on her bottom, hard ones, before pushing her off, causing Lilly to tumble to the floor in a long-limbed heap of knees and elbows. "You stay down there, Lilly. I'm not done with this one." Louise crushed her pelvis to Cassy's mouth, "Here, since you're so hungry, have some more." Louise rode her sister, sometimes covering Cassy's face entirely when she pushed forward. "Maybe you'll remember this the next time you think about sass talking."
After a few moments, the Vatspalt sisters went quiet; Louise sometimes grabbing Cassy's hair and pulling her into Sassa, moaning occasionally. Cassy's hands went limp beneath her sister's knees, slurping noises emitted between Louise's thighs. Lilly looked on, fascinated by the act taking place in front of her. She considered what it would feel like to have a tongue licking her special place and she absently slid her hand between her thighs.
Louise said to Lilly, "Let's have some fun with her. Go into the bathroom and get my toothbrush."
"What are we going to do?"
"Don't worry about it. Get going. It's the pink one next to the sink."
Lilly trotted down the hall and found Louise's electric toothbrush in a charging stand. When she came back into the room, Louise said, "Spread her legs."
Lilly giggled and crawled onto the bed. Cassy felt Lilly trying to open her legs and clamped them closed, a defiant, but muted, cry came from between Louise's thighs. Louise said, "Cassandra Vatspalt, spread your legs this instant or I'll slide up a little further and you can put your tongue in my other hole." And Louise tilted her pelvis forward. Cassy yelped and allowed her legs to fall open. "That's better." She turned to Lilly, smiling. "I think you know what to do."
And Lilly did. Laying her head on Cassy's thigh, she had a very close-up view as drew the bristles slowly across Carin's billowy contours, the nylon points pressing into the sensitive tissue, dragging across the rosy flesh. Pushing the rounded tip between Carin's lips, Lilly flicked the switch and Cassy's pelvis convulsed.
She withdrew the instrument and allowed the rotating head to wander across the entirety of Cassy's mons and inner thighs. With the brush removed, her friend settled, but a fat crystalline drop slowly oozed from Carin's feminine gorge. Lilly scooped it up with the brush before dipping the tip back inside, resulting in soft moans emitting between Louise's thighs. Cassy was no longer trying to fight what was coming. Her legs fell open completely and she now thrust her snippa toward the little machine.
Lilly swiveled the instrument around, the high-pitched gears quickly spinning the bristles as she worked it inside the blushed-pink folds. Doing so caused a light froth; bubbly and iridescent, to percolate from Cassy's sex.
Lilly drew long, looping circles over Carin until Cassy's special place parted to reveal her bud. She turned off the instrument and lay it atop Cassy's center, gently pressing its bristles to the bright-pink kernel. Cassy's stomach hitched as Lilly pressed more firmly. She wiggled it and a keening mew came from Louise's thighs and Louise said, "You be quiet down there and keep licking Sassa. She's enjoying it."
Lilly played with Carin for a while, lightly wisking the raised nub and when she finally flicked the switch Cassy convulsed hard enough that she nearly threw her sister. Lilly burrowed the bristles onto Cassy's clit, nearly depressing it to a flat bright-pink cupcake top. Cassy's thighs quivered and her abdominal muscles clenched. The cheeks of her bottom pinched shut as she came and Lilly finally lost her grip on the toothbrush. It clattered to the floor, the buzzing noise muted as it rolled under the bed. Louise was laughing as she rode the smaller girl like a bronco buster.
"Enough! Enough! You're going to make me come!" said Louise, "Stop licking me!" She finally rolled off her sister and lay on her back, panting and giggling.
Cassy, gasping for air, was laughing as well, and said, "You made me come! I can't believe you two ganged up on me!" Lilly, laughing along with them, turned off the toothbrush and tugged her panties from her rear end. They were all sweating.
"That will teach her not to be so rude, won't it Lilly?"
Lilly nodded and made a mental note to ask her mom to purchase an electric toothbrush.
The doorbell rang.
Louise bolted up from the bed. "Shit, that's Josh! I'm not ready." She looked at Cassy and Lilly. "You two get the door and keep him company while I get ready. It won't take me long."
"Come on," said Cassy, "Let's go."