choo choo
Earlier I told you about Karen taking on a bunch of us when
we were in 8th grade. In 9th abd 10th grade she settled down
quite a bit. She ending up datting a cousin of mine for over
a year. Here is another TRUE story.
Karen, Frank, and another couple really got into group
stuff and swapping around. I heard a few stories and it sounding
like they were having about as much fun as four people can
have . Karen would still go down on a friend or two at a party
but she was basically faithful to Frank.
As I heard it the four were at Karens house having just a good
old orgy when Karens older sister came home early from college,
caught them and really chewed them out. Called the girls
sluts and the boys whoremasters.
I guess she went on at some length.
I ran into Karen a couple days later. She hadn't seen
Franky since and was all over me. We went out behind the 7-11
and she gave me one of my all time top 5 blow jobs. Afterwords
we sat and talked.
She told me about getting caught and aked me if I thought
she was a slut.
I replied that she was a hot, very sexual woman who enjoyed
getting guys off. Then I said that "slut" is
just a word and if she was one, then I was glad.
She flashed her big buck tooth smile at me and brought up
the 8th grade gang bang. We joked about it then she looked
at me and asked if I knew where any of the boys were.
I knew what she was asking.
I had started hanging out with some older cousins, smoking
dope and listening to very loud rock and roll. They were
really cool and there was always a party going on at their
house. I had an outlaw motorcycle and told Karen that we
should take a ride over there.
Sure enough, there was a party going on, the typical beer,
joints and a few "musicans" butchering Led
Zeplin.
Karen and I mingled around, got high and drunk. I watched
her start making "friends". After awhile one
of my cousins took me aside and asked me if she was my girlfriend.
I replied she was "just a friend" but I was sure
she would be his friend too. He smilled and gave me a thumbs
up and basically went straight to her and they dissapeared
for about 15 minutes.
When they came out of his room she steered me outside. It
was a warm sticky night. She told me how cool my cousin was.
I nodded. Then she kind of fell silent for a few minutes and
kind of blurted out that she wanted to do a "bunch of
these guys".
I nodded and said something like "right on sister"
(it was almost 25 years ago). She then said she was worried
about getting hurt and would like to be in a room with just
one guy at a time and would I be there to take care of her. I
must say it was a strange request, but I was turned on be the
thought of this busty little 15 year old taking on a dozen
or more guys, some twice her age. I said sure.
My cousin set her up on a rather large ratty old couch on a
screened in second floor porch.
He came back with some KY, a couple of towels and a six pack.
As he was leaving I heard him announce that the train was
ready.
I got comfortable in a chair and watched the show. The first
guy came in and talked to her nicely, stroked her breasts
and kissed her for awhile before screwing her. The next
three guys were ready the moment they walked in and basically
placed their dicks in her and pumped.
After four or five I closed the door and asked her how she
was doing. God she had this huge grin on her face, she said
she was loving it. I noticed she was pretty stretched out
and dripping cum. I gave her a towel and a beer. Then there
She said let them in, I'll take on as many as there are.
She was fucked by over a dozen guys, all different sizes
and shapes. Some came right away, others took 10 or 15 minutes.
She moaned and carried on for each of them but I don't
think she came every time. Every now and then she would rub
KY on the inside of her thighs and belly but she sure didn't
need it in her cunt.
Some guys came back for seconds, but it was getting late
and the party was dying down.
Near first light she was sitting up a little, smoking a joint
and we were talking like this was the most normal thing.
I heard a knock on the door and in strolls a 6'4"
black guy named Larry who I knew a little. He goes right over
to Karen and strokes her hair and asks her if she is ready
for some real cock. Karen giggles and nods.
He stands up and opens his pants. He had his back to me, but
judging by Karens eyes, he had something to write home about!
She takes him in the mouth for a few minutes and then he pulls
out and lays on the floor. I could see that he was a solid 10
inches, but about as big around as a beer can. He said climb
on little girl!
She was a little shacky in the knees but she straddles him
and slides right into place. He grabs both her tits and they
start pounding each other, then she starts this deep moaning.
I see my cousin at the door. He asked Larry if he can join in
and Larry says fine. My cousin lubs up his cock and Karens
ass. Larry lifts her off and holds her up so my cousin can
losen up her ass and stick his cock in, then they work together
to guide Karen back onto Larry.
Now she starts quivering and screaming, not just quietly
either, like "call the cops screaming"! Larry
looks at me and say boy, you better shove something in her
mouth or the neighbors will call the cops on us.
I walked over and held my cock in front of her. Even though
her eyes were closed she slowly wrapped her lips around
me and deep throated me.
She was grinding her hips all arounding working Larrys
cock deep into her. My cousin was just hanging on for the
ride and I was feeling her orgasming right up into her mouth.
After 10 or 15 minutes Larry said in a rather deep voice that
he was getting ready.
With that he releases her tits and grabs her hips and starts
slidding her from side to side.
He came and a second later my cousin let go of his load and
I felt Karen shutter for about a minute and then it felt like
I came for 5 minutes. She held onto me tight and finished
every drop.
We all climbed off of and out of her and just sat there for
a little while.
Larry got up, put his trowsers on and again stroked Karens
hair and cheek.
He said, "Damn your good" and left.
Karen looked over at me and said, "see, I'm not
a slut, I'm good!"
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