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Carol Shows Nancy How to Masturbate a Boy [pubesce
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[Kids engaged in masturbatory sex play. If you don't like that, stop
reading. Reproduce if you wish]
Carol Shows Nancy How to Masturbate a Boy
A story of how two young girls had a good time by enthusiastically
administering a handjob to a lucky boy. The boy had a good time, too,
and showed his appreciation by launching numerous squirts of semen
along some surprising trajectories. Later in life, he looked back on
this as the best handjob he had ever had, and got hard whenever he
thought of it.
A few months after Carol had given me that first clumsy handjob in the
school library, she, Nancy and I were at Carol's house, reading comic
books and magazines. No one was there besides us. I had just finished
a magazine and was looking for something else to read. ``I know
something you'd like. Wait here,'' said Carol. She came back with
some of her father's girly magazines. ``I know where he hides them,''
she said. As I sat on the bed and started to look through them, Carol
and Nancy crowded next to me to see. I flipped to a picture of a girl
with small tits.
``What's she got that I haven't?'' asked Carol, quickly slipping her
tube top down to show me her chest.
``Carol!'' exclaimed Nancy.
``What's the matter, jealous?'' teased Carol. ``Let's see what you've
got.''
Nancy surprised me by quickly slipping her blouse off, too. It was
wonderful to be sitting there between those two bare-chested girls.
Neither had any tits to speak of, but they did have lovely little
nipples. Carol's were small and light-colored, in keeping with her
very white skin, while Nancy's were dark and rubbery-looking and stood
out quite a bit. I was wondering what it would be like to chew on
them. Carol must have seen the boner sticking up in my pants. ``Let's
show Nancy how we do it'', she whispered in my ear. ``Watch this,
Nancy'' she said as she took my hand and led me to the center of the
floor.
I knew what she had in mind. We had done it many times before. I
quickly took all my clothes off and knelt down, sitting back on my
heels, with my legs spread apart. My little dick stuck out stiffly
like a stalk of asparagus. Carol had quickly gathered together a few
things from the bathroom and was ready to give Nancy a show. She
spread the towel out on the floor in front of me to catch any stray
spurts, opened the jar of Jergen's Hand Cream and took a big gob out
with her right hand. Nancy watched all this in amazement and
fascination. ``Come closer,'' Carol said as she began to smear the
slippery hand cream all over my throbbing peter. Carol had learned to
give the perfect hand job. She knew how to tease and excite me just
right without bringing me off too fast; and when she finally made it
come, she knew how to milk that semen out in a completely satisfying
way without rubbing my sensitive penis head too hard. Nancy watched
with her eyes open wide as Carol wrapped her hand around my lubricated
shaft and began to slide it back and forth.
I was pleased to hear Nancy say,``Can I help?'' I said,``Show me your
pussy, Nancy.'' She stood up and quickly stepped out of her shorts,
exposing her hairless little cleft. Carol told her to get some high
heels from the closet and a garter belt from the dresser and Nancy put
them on. Her legs were so long and she was so tall and skinny and
beautiful, I thought I was going to come right then. She spun around
in a little ballet step, but then stumbled and almost fell over. She
wasn't used to wearing high heels. I had to hold Carol's wrist and
make her slow down so I could enjoy it longer. Carol removed her hand
and the girls watched my throbbing, engorged cock, now glistening from
the hand cream. ``You've been holding out on me,'' she said.
``What do you mean?''
``I've never seen your dick look so long. It's a good inch longer than
it usually is.'' she said. ``Is it because Nancy's here? Does it get
bigger when you're more excited''
``It must be the way I'm sitting,'' I said. ``Besides, you've done
such a good job tugging and stretching it with your hand for the last
couple weeks that you've built it up, like a muscle.'' This was true,
but it was also true that I was especially turned on because Nancy was
there. Then Nancy knelt down near us and Carol explained the mechanics
of masturbating a boy to her. Nancy showed a lot of curiosity, feeling
the consistency of my penis with her fingers and giving it a little
wiggle.
She was eager to try her hand at getting me off, but Carol said, ``This
time just cup your left hand around his balls and massage them real
gently while I stroke his dick. That will help him come. I'll tell
you when.'' Carol was enjoying showing off that she was more
sophisticated than Nancy anout this. For a long, delightful time,
Carol strummed and stroked my cock, sometimes fast and fluttery,
sometimes deep and strong, sometimes barely touching me with her
fingertips. Then she told Nancy to cup her hand around my balls. As
soon as I felt Nancy's soft little fingers on my scrotum I knew I
couldn't hold back any longer.
``Keep going, Carol,'' I said urgently. This was the key phrase that
meant the orgasm was on the way and couldn't be stopped. Carol knew
this and began to pump strongly up and down the shaft as Nancy's busy
little fingers tickled my balls. Carol grabbed my ass with her free
hand and massaged it strongly. The tension mounted unbearably until I
felt my cock and balls were ready to explode. Nancy kept gently
fondling my balls with her left hand while she laid her right arm on my
shoulder and smiled sweetly at me, batting her long eyelashes.
She looked into my eyes for a reaction and said ``Like this? Am I
holding your balls right?'' The contrast between Nancy's gentle
fondling and Carol's hard, satisfying pumping was delicious.
``Keep doing that, Nancy, just like that! Yes, yes, pump it out,
Carol!'' I moaned as the sperm started to fly. I had never gushed out
such streams of semen in my life. Nancy shrieked with surprise and
delight as the first one hit her on the chest next to the nipple with
an audible splat. One hit Carol on the chin and one went as far as
Nancy's forehead and made a wet spot on her bangs. Another hit the
magazine that was still lying open and forgotten a few feet in front of
us. Spurts of semen were flying everywhere as Carol continued to pump
me.
``Come on baby, fuck us! Make us wet! Let that cream fly!'' Carol
shouted with red-headed passion. Nancy was more restrained, and gazed
in intent amazement at the intense hand/cock action and its messy
results. I fantasized that I was holding Nancy tightly in my arms
thrusting my cock all the way into her juicy little pussy as she
kneeled in front of me. (At that time, I didn't know much about
intercourse, and I imagined, for some reason, that the best way to do
it would be kneeling face-to-face.) I thought how her tight little slot
would suck my cock juice out as she wrapped her long arms around my
neck and kissed me deeply. These fantasies brought forth fountains of
sperm, more than ever before, that sprayed all over the girls and the
towel. Finally the spurts diminished to pulsating streams that flowed
down from my dick into little white pools on Nancy's skinny arm. One
stringy gob was dripping from Carol's hand. The girls slowed and
stopped moving, but Carol kept her hand wrapped around my satisfied
cock and Nancy continued to cradle my exhausted balls. The girls were
breathing hard with excitement-- I could see their bellies moving as
they breathed.
Nancy wiped the semen off her forehead. ``Next time, I'll wear safety
glasses,'' she joked.
The gob of sperm that had hit Nancy's chest was running down toward her
hairless pussy. ``You'd better catch that before it makes you
pregnant'', Carol said.
Nancy wiped it up with the towel and hugged me, putting her hand with
Carol's over my relaxing member. Soon the girls interlocked fingers
with each other and squished my semi-hard, wet dick between their
palms, milking out one last drop of white stuff. Nancy gave me a kiss
and her teeth bumped into mine. ``Let's do it again!'' she said
enthusiastically.
``I have a better idea-- Let's take a shower,'' I countered.
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