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did she swallow it?”
    “No, she felt
him starting to spurt and pulled him out to give herself a facial.
I saw every last drop, it just came shooting out all over her,
thick and white, running down her cheeks and stringing from her
lips. I came right there and then but they were making too much
noise and never heard me.”
    “I think I’ve
got a story that you’ll like,” Penny said quietly, her fingers busy
on her slippery pussy and clit, “but will you spread for me? I want
to watch your cunt while I tell you.”
    “OK, but don’t
cum yet,” Cherry replied, opening her legs, “we’re only getting
started here.”
    She settled
herself in her new position and smiled shyly up at Penny, her
pretty cunt now open and exposed and no longer looking girlish.
Despite her youthful build she had a big grown-woman’s mound, and
her orangey-red muff was like a beacon flame burning above her deep
furrowed slit, the full lips all puffy and excited, her big clit
visible to the naked eye.
    “Well,” Penny
began, “my parents split up when I was fifteen and I lived at home
with my Mom during the week and stayed with my Dad in his new
apartment at weekends. It was kinda small and there was only one
bedroom, so I used to sleep on the put-you-up in the living room
when I stayed. I can’t believe that I’m about to tell you
this…”
    “Fuck, don’t
stop now,” Cherry cried, working frantically on her clit, “I need
to hear this!”
    “OK, well, this
went on for about eleven months and then one night I got up to pee
and I was just going back to bed when I heard a sound from his
room. I honestly wasn’t peeping, I though here was something wrong,
and I looked gingerly around his door. He was on the bed in just
his vest, that was all. His PJ bottoms were on the floor and he’d
pushed the bedclothes off him, and there was a little lamp on
beside the bed so I could see him but he couldn’t see me, and I
just stood and watched.”
    “You saw the
whole thing?”
    “Yes. It was so
beautiful. I’d never seen a real guy, you know, in the flesh, but
I’d started masturbating that summer and I’d found some DVDs at the
bottom of my Mom’s lingerie drawer, so I knew what was about to
happen. But Dad was so much better looking than the dudes in the
movies. He used to be a runner when he was in college and he’s
still really muscular, long sinewy legs, six pack, hairy
chest.”
    “What about
down there, was he good and hairy there?”
    “Oh yes. So
dark and hairy, it was thick and black around his balls and all the
way up his tummy. And his cock, fuck, that was a cock to be my
first. It was blue-white in the light, as if it had been carved out
of granite, sticking up like a monolith, his balls long and heavy,
straining every time he thrust it upwards, and the head like a big
purple stone from a river, all wet and glistening.”
    “Was he
quick?”
    “No, he took
ages. I could have cum two or three times in the time it took him
to finally shoot. He just did it real slow. Pulling the foreskin
right down as if it hurt him, then keeping it there until he
couldn’t bear it any longer and then dragging it back up again, his
little hole weeping moisture all the time. Finally, it was as if he
couldn’t bear the loneliness inside him any longer and he started
to thrust up and down, his cum shooting out of him in big hot
splashes as he shot it out, over and over again. And then he cried.
Not sobs but just big tears, streaming out of him, and I wanted to
go in and hug him and, really, straddle him and put his big cock
inside me, let him be my first to make up for my Mom betraying him
and leaving him alone like this.”
    “And did you?”
Cherry asked, her finger circling round and round her erect clit
with ever-growing momentum.
    “No, but I did
do something the next night,” Penny whispered very softly, her face
on fire. “I took a shower before bed and then towel-dried myself,
so that my hair was still wet. I had long hair