Marcie teaches me

Note : This story is completely fictional!

My girlfriend seemed shy and reserved when she came overt. She had been away on a family vacation to a farm upstate, and I had been alone more than a week. I thought she would fly into my arms and show me how much she had missed me, but she could only give me a simpering grin as she looked up at me through her eyelashes. She had made it past my family OK and we were in my room. This was usual practice, as the my family watched football most nights and she didn’t like it. We never did anything anyway. We were ‘good kids’, the folks were secure in the knowledge they had raised me right. We played around a bit on occasion, but I think both knew if one got an idea the other would quash it. So when she whispered to me that she had ‘did it’, I couldn’t even think of what she might have done.

“I did it with my cousins,” she tried to be patient, “All us kids slept in the barn in the hayloft. They told me to bring my sleeping bag over to where the rest of them were and I went. Peter was in a sleeping bag with Susan and they were necking. It seemed funny for cousins to be kissing like that, but it was fun watching them. They were getting really hot, and I could tell they had done this before. . Then Peter laid on top of Susan and they started hugging and kissing and I didn’t know what they were doing bu I was getting hot, and Susan looked like she was having so much fun. Dan ,he’s the next oldest, put his arms around me and kissed me. I was scared, but he was a nice kisser and his lips were so gentle that I really started to kiss him back And when he asked me to come in his bag, I said OK.”

Marcie kissed me, and her lips were firm but gentle, and parted a bit, not like we usually did. When she thought we had it right, she breathed,”That how Dan kissed me. Then he put his tongue in my mouth and touched my tongue with it. I was so shocked I tried to pull my tongue back, but he kept playing with it and it felt good and pretty soon I stuck my tongue right in his mouth and we were wide open, and I was so hot that when he put his hand between my legs I just let him, right inside my PJ’s. “
Marcie stopped to kiss me again, and we french kissed, and I was glad Dan had taught her to do this. It was so intimate, it didn’t matter if I wasn’t the only one. Her hard little breasts were pushed against me, and her legs grasped one thigh, pressing it to her pube.

“Peter’s sleeping bag was open and they were naked, and he was on top of susan and she had her legs apart and she reached down and helped him put it in her. Dan made me watch. He hugged me from behind and tickled me down there and then put his finger right in. Peter and Susan were really pumping , and Dan’s finger was going in and out and I had an orgasm. WE were so hot we got out of the bag and he got our clothes off with all the smaller cousins watching. He laid on me and fiddled a bit and it just slid in. It was so good. He said it might hurt a bit, but it wasn’t much, and after a while he was all the way in and he was pumping just like Peter was, except that by now they were finished. I can hardly wait to show you what we did.”

She stopped for breath. If she had any remorse or worry about my reaction, she didn’t show it. She was just so proud of her achievement and bursting to share it. “And then Peter did it with me and a littler guy did it with Susan. It was his first time too. Do you know what Peter did? He made me ask him to fuck me before he would put it in. And I had an orgasm again. And Peter is big. Have you ever had an orgasm? It was awesome. I can’t believe we’ve never done it. I can’t wait to show you.”

She was flushed and excited, and there was no shyness now. I had put a deadbolt on my door a couple years ago as a juvenile statement, but now it was Marcie who slid it home. I was told to get my clothes off and before I even started she had ripped most of hers off, and I found myself tangled with her on the bed, hugging and kissing and French kissing. She got me between her legs and I could feel the warmth of her pussy against my boner and felt a momentary panic when I realised I was putting pre-cum on her tummy .But She couldn’t wait for any more play. I had to roll off, because she wanted to show me what to do. This was traumatic in itself. I had always made a point of looking away if a girl showed her underwear, and I certainly would never peek into anywhere girls were undressed. Now Marcie was telling me to look right at her pussy as she pulled her knees up and opened the little lips. She had just a bit of wispy pube hair, and her breasts were just becoming rounded, but I took little notice of that now. All I could see was the alluring pink between her lips and, when she really pulled on the labia, the promise of a hole.

“Put your finger in. Just slow now and wiggle it around. There’s a spot just under my pubic bone that you can press and it feels good”
We played like this for a couple minutes and then Marcie went stiff and squeezed my hand real tight and humped my hand which couldn’t move itself and locked her lips to mine and practically screamed into my mouth, and dumb as I was I knew I had given her an orgasm. It was quite a while before she eased off her pressure. Then she opened her legs wide and said “I want you to fuck me now.”
I’m afraid I was a bit clumsy. After mounting, I had no notion of finding her little hole, but she handled that fairly well. On another night she had fucked little Chris, and it was his first time, and he hadn’t been able to penetrate any of the other littler girls and he wanted to fuck. The big boys thought it might be good to let him, so they would know he wouldn’t squeal. So Marcie did it for them, and had to guide him in, and it went just fine, and small as he was, he gave her an orgasm, which impressed him no end. So now she guided me in. My head slid in and I just felt how warm and tight it was and my body said enough and I started to cum before I had even pumped once. But I rammed it home anyway, and continued pumping long after I had stopped and soon I was rewarded as Marcie again stiffened and rammed her little bare pube against mine, humping so hard I was afraid she might throw me out, and I just had to hang on and ride her. As she quieted down I started stroking again, and just as she started to tell me how much she liked that, I felt a tickle building up in me, all the way from the end of my cock to deep in my groin. This was way more intense than my first cum. I grunted real loud, and Marcie had to seal my mouth with hers to avoid summoning the household.

An hour later, I escorted a sleepy Marcie to the door. She dreamily asked who won the game and then who lost. With a sleepy remark about what a dumb movie that was, she took her hot little tush away from me, and I could feel the loss as I watched her wiggly little ass down the walk. I know I should have walked her, but she had her bike, and besides, my legs were really rubbery. I reflected that a week and a half ago she had been a virgin, without even a thought of ‘doing it’. Since then, she had fucked five boys, six counting me. A couple had been very little, but two had been practically grown. One even had a mustache, that was Peter.. He had a seven inch cock he was very proud of, and Marcie had taken it all, which she was very proud of. When she brought that up, we measured me with a wooden ruler and I was over six, so I was OK with that. I went to bed feeling very good about life.

About the time the house got quiet, the bathroom door that joined my room with my sister’s creaked open. Our rooms shared this ‘en-suite’ , with doors on either side to our rooms so we didn’t have to step into the hallway. You just had to remember to lock both doors, and then unlock when you left. Anyway, in come my sister, and crept into bed with me.
“I was watching, you know. Will you do that to me?”
How do you say no? Didn’t want her squealing, did I? Anyway, I was randy again. I had rested and the events of earlier were going around in my head in an endless loop. I wanted to fuck again, And my sister was the same age as Marcie, anyway. That’s how I met Marcie. So I threw back my quilt and let Jill lay next to me and I helped her take her nightie off. When she was laying down naked, she looked less like a young girl and more like a woman. Her breasts were still pointy, but her thighs were nicely rounded. She had more fuzz than Marcie. Marcie was a lot taller, which always made me think she was older

“Do you want to do everything we did?” Jill nodded, giggled and threw her arms around my neck. WE kissed, and I showed her how to be gentle, but firm and open. The tongue was a surprise to her, but she trusted me, and soon was as good as Marcie. It was almost more erotic than with Marcie, because we were going slow, and I knew what was coming. And the guys that said ‘ boring as kissing my sister’ never kissed their sisters like we were doing. When I made Jill open her legs so I could see her , she got a little shy, but I laid the other way so she could see and touch my cock. I had never, even with Marcie, had anyone look at my cock so frankly and so curiously.

Jill’s little lips were swollen and parted. She had been playing with herself as she peeked at us from the bathroom and had been masturbating since as she waited for the time to come in to me. I was too shy and green to really look at Marcie, but Jill got my full attention. She was very pretty, for want of a better term. As I touched and poked, her pussy twitched and squirmed, and I could smell her, and I thought it was such a nice smell. I leaned over her and kissed her labia, and felt a little nubby touch my lips, and touched it with my tongue, and Jill started to cum. I was so pleased with myself to do this, and not wanting to spoil her orgasm, I gave her pussy a full kiss, sticking my tongue into her hole and sucking on the nubby.

When she started to settle down, I turned and kneeled between her legs. She was reaching up for me, both with her arms and her rocked up pussy. Her pussy was still twitching, as if begging to be fed. I thought of having her guide me in, but remembered Dan had found Marcie’s pussy without her help. I brought my cock to her lips , and her bum curled up to meet me, and we could both see me touch her, and her lips part to take in my cock. I slid all the way in without any stop. If she had a cherry, she took the breakage without a whimper.

We gently fucked for quite a while, just slowly pumping, revelling in the feel and accomplishment in what we were doing. Our eyes drank of each other and I thought of the girl I had watched eating her cereal across the table as she grew up and starting to look interesting. Now the same face was flushed and the eyes sparkled as she pulled my face down and filled my mouth with her hot tongue and as our tongues duelled our pace hurried and the thrusts got more violent and my whole pelvis was a torment of rapture and I guess so was hers and we fucked and then fucked some more even after it was gone. Jill giggled to feel my cum leaking down into her bum. Finally I could not hold my weight from collapsing onto her, so I rolled us on our sides, and then that was too much effort so we let go and felt our love machines disengage. I was so spent I could only gaze on and marvel at the gorgeous young body that had moulded to me.

The next morning as I ate my eggs, Jill flopped behind the bowl of corn flakes I had placed across from me. She didn’t always sit there and I didn’t get her cereal for her, so she got the message, and the eyes that met mine were the same ones I had seen last night. I flicked my tongue at her and she did back and we both knew it would be only hours before we ‘did it’ again.
Which is a good thing. Marcie called, excited and shy both, to tell me she had just got her first period. If we hadn’t just fucked, I guess she would never had told me that, but she thought it was important, since it meant she could have a baby now and we would have to be careful. She was quite sick with it, but even that was good, because her mother remembered how bad they were for her and she was going to get Marcie on the pill to make them easier. But this month we would have to be careful. I know where to get condoms. I had even bought one on a dare. I don’t know where that one is now, but they make them every day. Marcie said we had a date in a few days, when she’s feeling better, and that will be good. In the meantime, Jill still doesn’t get her periods, and we had a date that night.