Amy and Nickkie in `` First Fuck ''

Teen, foul dialogue, bacchanal, sluts,

I 'm Tammi, Nickki is my parallel sister. We 're now sixteen and I 'm starting to write a diary - about our sex life.

Our Mom and Dad are swinger, our honest-to-god brothers and us twins have been involved in their company since we can commend. You could phone us all 'abused'but none of us would call ourselves that. We just fucking love sex, unsporting sex, group sex, we live for fucking. I guess we all inherited our parent 's cistron.

Ever since I can call up we 've loved dressing in sexy poppycock. Even at age nine or ten we wore lean stuff. We did n't let tits then of course but our skirt were up our asses and our pants and shorts and denim were n't besotted enough unless they showed off our perfect butts at the back and a cameltoe of our cunts at front man.

nine-spot was about the age we started playing 'Rudey Queens'at Mom and Dad 's parties. It was n't sexual then but we got excited at dressing sexy, dancing sexy, then stripping, then playing with our piece while all the adults and our Old pal watched. We especially loved dancing in and amongst the couples and getting ourselves groped, tingling all over with the pleasure of it. I think maybe it was the pleasure we were obviously giving THEM that made it so special.

'Rudey female monarch'progressed to 'Naughties'. In Naughties we played with our snatch, touching each other, kissing them, and seeing how far we could get thing stuffed up there. When we played both Rudey king and Naughties we used to shake up with excitement. I know now that even pre-pubescent girl and son can have orgasms ( Google it ) butat the time it just felt fucking ace to get THAT impression and it was just so energise to be so raw and to know they all got off on our trivial invent games.

Of course, even before that age we had been playing 'Panties'for days at schooltime. This was an easier secret plan. We just showed our step-in to the sometime boys at school. This progressed to them groping us down there and getting a practiced look at what little girls were made of.

This happened in the playground bushes in summer and in the male child commode in winter from age about seven up I guess. We were always first either to the George W. Bush where we got our bird lifted and ready, or first in the toilets where we stood with our backs into the urinal. Having sexual conquest of hands explore our soundbox gave us indescribable pleasure, again we got off on seeing the excitation in the boys.

Sucking them off was the inevitable next footfall. We took delight in each biz of 'Suckkies', pleasure in seeing their pleasure and soon became addicted Cocksuckers and notorious for it. We treated it like it was a kind of variation. We were going for the atomic number 79 medal. We wanted to be BEST.

Then puberty struck. Now, when we wore our 'skimpies'around town and shoal we realised new excitement in showing our bodies off in public, what was happening in the school grand and in the son toilet caused different turmoil. Now we had nipple to show off too, and although ours were n't the biggest in the school, we were close to the top of the list. We loved getting sexied-up and walk around town in flyspeck ass-flashing miniskirts or skintight social dancer drawers which were wild at showing our cameltoe cunts. We got so horny at the attending we were getting, often we had to sit quicky on a bench a while while the coming came and went.

We soon noticed that from schoolboy to granddaddy - all men stared at and wanted us. It was grotesque.

Mom and Dad 's parties of course took on new meaning too. Everyone wanted to screw us and necessitate us in their own little game because we were gorgeous and we loved every endorsement. After every party we needed a day or three to recover and purify the spunk from our holes.

Thirteen, going on 14, we got ourselves a beau. Yes, we both had him.

His real name was Saint Peter the Apostle but everyone called him sonny boy. He was fifteen and his Dad used to come to the political party and work him along. He got his nickname because all the perverts liked to say

'come and fellate my cock, cub ,'or

'Sonny cum here I want to piss on you'or

'cub, arrive and breastfeed this cunt-scummy cock clean .'

And then the cleaning lady pretended he was their son ...

'Come and suck the jizzies outta mummy cunt, cub'or

'Come and let me look on you work your papa spunk off of my titties, sonny'or

'Let me watch you suck my married man 's cock Sonny .'

So you see, the epithet fit him tangible good. He was as pervy as us, and 'sat both sides of the fence'as my Dad would have put it - in other words he liked rooster as much as he liked pussy. Like us, he also wanted sex twenty-four-seven, so as you can imagine we made quite a threesome and quite an impact on those around us !

The, one day, a traveling carnival came to town. We took a roundabout way on the way domicile from school to have a look and fell in lust with the guys working the drive. They were rough - REAL rough. Bulging with muscular tissue, manly and dirty. All of them wore cockeyed, dirty, common jean and sweaty t-shirts and their crotches bulged wonderfully as they flirted with the young lady on their rides, frequently squeezing their protuberance as they leered at the girls.

We went abode, lay on our bed naked. And made our plans.

'I bet they get to fuck onus of miss ,'I told Nickki.

'Mmmm ,'she said, her fingers circling my right tit. 'Did you see the sizing of their fucking hump and they way they were squeezing 'em like they wanted the girls to see 'em doing it ?'

'Did you see those ass jeans ,'I whispered, leaning my body over hers, kissing her lightly. 'Fucking filthy ! Piss and cumstained, I bet they fucking stink ! 'Imagine us on our knee, Nickki, in social movement of 'em, imagine wiping your mouth in all that man-dirt. Imagine sticking your face in one of those sweat-nasty armpits and getting a noseful of 'em ! Fuck ! We have to do it ! Tomorrow. We go tomorrow ! Yes ?'

'Yea ... she murmured, kissing my breast alternately. 'We 'll do it and we 'll do that, they 'll care that, seeing us loving their filth. And I wan na suck out their pits proper, those fucking t-shirts were something ! I 'm goin'to hand mine a fuckin'lingua bath so I taste him for a calendar week .'

'They 'll want us to take up 'em off first ,'I said, my hired man at her pussy. 'But before I do that I 'm gon na lift my guy 's nuts and lick and suck all the sense of taste off of his musket ball and lick out all his fissure and creases. Mom and Dad 's friends are sanction, but they 're all so clean ! We do n't like 'em make clean do we, Nikki .'

'Gets kinda oil production, we 're always wanking about how we want manstink. That 's why we go tomorrow .'

'Would you suck asshole, Nickki ? I mean, I know we both do, but what about a guy that does n't wash ? Know what I mean ?'

'You mean - if he asked me ?'

'No, not if he ASKED you ! I know you would if he asked you ! Would you suck his arsehole WITHOUT him asking ? Would you need to ? require to stick your nozzle in some strange guy 's asscrack and worm your clapper up a dirty son of a bitch ?'

'Yeah ! Would ! undulate on your tummy, I wan na do yours, Tam .'

'Sonny 's been teaching you asslicking ,'I giggled as her tongue began a deft worming movement.

'He 's been with those pervies ... down the park ,'she breathed into my crack cocaine. I raised my ass, cupped my tits under my organic structure, swayed my ass in her face.

'Go under, Nickki, right hand under and come back up, I wan na feel your tongue do both my hole. What do you mean, the pervies down the Mungo Park ? sonny boy went down there ? I want to find out it all, when did he tell you this, terminal Saturday Nox when I was n't there ?'

'Yea. He 's been going down there a while and not telling us, daft bastard thought it 'd put us off of him if he was going with old fag. He 's been going down near the populace urinals in the midriff of the Mungo Park and stripping down to those lean ovalbumin swim short pants he loves - those that 's nothing but a pouch and almost a thong at the backbone ?

'He pretends to sunbathe, squirms about showing his gibbosity and his ass - you should see the tanlines he 's got ! Anyway, any pervie that comes by and gives him the eye he follows into the stinking old john and sucks him off ! They play with his cock, poke his ass, get him to suck 'em off and they cum all over him !

'Came abode late Sabbatum afternoon covered in old fuckin'pervert-jizz ! The bather were fuckin'slimed with the stuff, his hair was matted and he had big snail-trails of dried clobber all over him. Said he had a bellyful of cum as well, and did I want to share it !

'Did you ... ?'

'You fuckin bet I did ! I licked his cock clean and jerk first. Then I got 'im to creep all over me and get me stinkin'boggy with the filthy jizz and physical structure flavour. I licked his face, tasted the prick, actually tasted the cheeses those pervy fuckers had wiped all over his cutie fount ! I sucked poppycock out of his hair, licked it off of his paunch, his second joint, I pulled off his now filthy swimming things and licked them out inside 'cause a few of 'em had unloaded right inside. I licked his ass, his bollock, sucked his prick and when he spunked I kissed him and we shared it, then I rode his face like a fuckin'broncho. I was that smelly an'hot I came just on the foetor and then I rode his cock boulder clay I cum off on that too. I was felicitous as a pig in diddly .'

Late the future day ( a Saturday ) we were finally ready for the bonnie and admiring ourselves in the mirror. counterpart sister bleached-blondes, thirteen-years old and catting for tool. We were Gemini the Twins in our sexy-pretty looking, Twin Falls in hair people of color ( jet black ), twins in tomentum stylus ( scraggy ) and twins in too-big tits and perky, boyish stern.

'You can see your pussy right through those have it off shortstop, Nickkie ,'I told her. 'You 've got a fucking camel-toe there, shows your unanimous fucking hole !'

'Yeah ,'she said, her digit stroking gently up and down the specify crease in her favorite, sparkly-white, shiny spandex short pants. 'Fuck'n Ace are n't they ?'

'Yea, all very well for when you get to the fair and its iniquity, but we got a bus ride to the parking area, you know ? Granddaddies with their grandpa wife ? Other men, women, Thomas Kyd on the bus too ? You 'll be showing your goose to everyone !'

'Yeah ,'she said, staring at me with a dreamy face on her nerve. 'Oh yeah, so I will .'

'Your top shows your teats - nips, can see almost clean through it. You can see the dark rings, the pointy-bits, you can see every fucking damn detail of your tits through your top. Do you think you should wear T. H. White spandex on a bus ride, Nickkie ? Showing your breast and your twat and your ass - crook around let me see your ass .'

'Oh yeah ,'she said, fiddling with her front and shaking her ass at me.

The shorts were about six inch top to fathom. At the present moment they covered the can but when we started walking they would rag up a bit and shew bare-assed cheek on an ass that was high-jutting, boyish and the tanned physique showed slightly dark through the slinky white spandex.

'You 'll be showin'your boldness once we get walking, we 'll have a roll in the hay lot of pervies following us again .'

'Oh, Oh, Oh, Yeeeeeah ,'she said. 'You just made me cum off in my fuckin'shorts, Tam.

'I did n't induce you, Nickkie, you fuckin'wanked yourself into your boxershorts. You 'll have a wet camel toe showin'on that fuckin'bus drive now !'

'Not if you suck me dry and go away me just moist ,'she said, wriggling the shorts down over her ass and pushing me back on the bed. She squatted over my font and I licked out her slimy box and the minuscule beef went and cum again !'

So that 's how we prepared for our trip to the fair to get first-fucked. But what was I wearing I hear you ask ?

I had this little cotton mini I got from a Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae store and I'd kept cuting and cutting at it until there was about six column inch left so it flashed my cameltoe thong at front and my ass cheeks at the back when I walked. Bare belly and a white lycra boob-top, almost transparent.

The bus drive went as planned and by the time we had done the bus ride and walked to the commons was we were horny as blaze, rutting for it.

It was dusk when we arrived.

We were already grope-happy and a little drunk on account statement of the plastic nursing bottle of cider we had drunk on the bus.

We flirted around as we went on ride. My miniskirt was constantly flashing the lustrous yellow thong and my ass as I hopped on and off the drive. We concentrated on the fairground actor, eyeing them up, staring at their crotches when we knew they were looking at us, licking our brim when we saw them squeezing themselves while drooling over us.

four of them took us behind the hamburger bar. We had been right. Their pits did reek when we pushed up their tee shirt and rubbed our bare tits on their breast. I saw Nickkie rubbing her hair in the pits of her low gear guy and got the drift. This was for our manoeuvre afterwards, when we got dwelling house. She was stinking herself up with them so 's we 'd be coated with man-stink when we got home.

It WAS old piss and old cum staining their filthy jeans. When we put our faces into those bulging crotches and breathed through the filthy, worn-thin denim, licked it and wet it with saliva we tasted sexual filth. When we got their denim pushed down and licked at their skanky balls and sweaty gap the olfaction of them was overpowering.

Gorgeous.

Then we got the unmown peter skinned and got the to the full force of the smell of man. That moment, when I got the get-go tone of a substantial man 's cock I will never forget. It is outstandingly imprinted on my mind, the slippery, midst, oily, marvellous fluid, thickly coating the forefront of my first cock.

I wiped it across my lips and backed off to look at it again. A deep twine of invigorated pre-cum bridged my mouthpiece with his cockhead, I swirled my fingerbreadth around it, wiped it in my hair. He gasped, looking down watching me. I looked up, wiped that filthy stiknking cock around my mouth, my brass, wanking him very slow but firm. His eyes were glassy, he said zip, his rose hip jerked and the wonderful cock sprayed my face with four-five strings of cum thicker than I ever imagined it would be. I looked up at him with my aspect plastered with his material, I jilled myself as I wiped his cock over my lips, cumming off into my G-string as I gently sucked all the vulgarism - old and new - off of that boy 's cock.

I stood up slowly, pressing against him so that my tits tingled all the way over his wet cock, flat venter, I pressed myself against him, opened my oral fissure, licked his chin, whispered, 'fuck me please be intimate me now ,'and wriggled my thong down to my knees. He pressed me back on the inhuman weather sheet metal of the burger bar, groped my slimy snatch roughly and pushed himself up me, grunting into my ear, his breathing time gorgeously foul with cigarette smoke and beer. His cock was wet, my cunt was slip, he got all the way in one shove, he grabbed my ass, hunched over me and fucked me so my ass was drumming the Warren Burger bar .