1957 - The End of Innocence
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Chapter 4: Reunion
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 4: Reunion - Sixteen and fourteen year old sisters were innocent farm girls until they became caught up in a misunderstanding that would change their status of being innocent and embroil their entire family in sex! Thank God for misunderstandings!
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Coercion NonConsensual BiSexual Fiction Incest Mother Brother Sister Father Daughter Light Bond Group Sex Analingus First Oral Sex
“What ever happened to Miss Finkston, mom?” Maryanne asked.
“When the school board stopped funding the one room schools in nineteen forty nine, she was transferred to the elementary school in town, where she taught sixth grade and is now the principal!”
“Do you ever see her?” Jenny Lee asked.
“Occasionally I bump into her at the grocery store. We talk, but I haven’t made love to her since I married your father!”
“Do you still love her?” Maryanne asked.
“Yes! I still love both of them! Grace and Miss Finkston!”
“Then why don’t you go see her? We would like to meet her too!” Maryanne said.
“I love your father too! I love him enough to be faithful, at least up until today.”
“Does dad know about any of this?”
“No, and I don’t want him to ever know the real story! He still thinks that you are his daughter Maryanne! I don’t want him to know any different! Will you keep my secret girls?”
“Yes, mom! But we both would like to meet Miss Finkston!”
“But girls, you already know her! She was your sixth grade teacher and the principal of your elementary school, Mrs. Bevins!”
“Mrs. Bevins was Miss Finkston?”
“Yes, but how that happened is her story to tell! I’ll call her and see if she will see us!”
Karen looked in the telephone directory and found then dialed her number.
“Hello, Mrs. Bevins’s residence!”
“Mrs. Bevins?”
“Yes! May I ask who you are?”
“Mrs. Bevins, this is Karen Jenkins but you knew me as Karen Miller!”
“I know who you are, Karen! I could never forget you or Grace! But why are you calling after all these years?”
“My daughters want to meet you, Grace, her daughter, and I want to meet with you too! There are things we must talk about! And they must be said face to face, not over the phone!”
“I’m home now, why don’t you come over!”
“We’ll be there shortly! Thanks for seeing us!”
“I look forward to seeing all of you!”
They all went to their cars and drove across town to her house just a block from their old elementary school.
Mrs. Bevins met them on the front porch and invited everyone inside. The living room was comfortable and an old Hunter ceiling fan kept the September heat bearable as did the large ceiling fan that expelled the heat from the house and the attic. A large twenty one inch black and white television set was in one corner, a wood burning fireplace was in the outside middle of the wall. An old multi frequency radio sat in another corner along with a fairly new record player. All the furniture was matching with a dark green patterned cloth upholstery. The lamps on the end tables at either end of the divan were on. Photographs of former classes adorned two walls, the other walls held windows that were screened and open to let in the evening air. Only the very rich had air conditioning. Some people used evaporative cooling units to cool a room or two. But they were usually in bedrooms so people could sleep at night.
Summer in southeast Kansas was hot, usually around one hundred degrees, the humidity was low. The sun baked the ground and the buildings all day and they radiated the heat almost all night!
Introductions were made, but unnecessary, Mrs. Bevins knew everyone as former students and two of them as former lovers!
She welcomed them all to sit and she had done so as well. She spoke,
“Ladies, what did you want to talk about?”
Karen replied, “Mrs. Bevins, we wanted to tell you how sorry Grace and I are, that we abandoned you over sixteen years ago. We also wanted to say that we both still love you with all our hearts!”
“Why now, and why would you say that in front of your beautiful daughters?”
“Because today Maryanne and Jenny Lee, lost their innocence, they have had their very first orgasms and have both lost their cherries today. Grace, Cathy and I have eaten their pussies and rimmed their assholes. Maryanne’s father has fucked both of them. We have told them all about our love affair with you. They wanted to meet you, Grace and I wanted to explain what happened that made us abandon you physically, but we have always loved you!”
“Karen, Grace, I already know everything! You see I am the one that told Steve what to do to break up your relationship! I told him to fuck you Karen, and when to do it! Do you really think he would know the exact day that he could make you pregnant? I kept track of your periods with the help of Coach Becky Simms. She kept track of them for me, though she never knew why I needed that information. But she would do anything for me as long as she could keep having her pussy licked!”
“But why? We loved you, we loved each other! Why would you so irrevocably destroy that?”
“I’m truly sorry girls! I didn’t want to do it, I had to do it! I was forced to do it in fact! Let me tell you what happened...
Evelyn Bevins née Finkston’s Story
“I grew up in an ordinary household until I turned fourteen, it was that year that my mother died from breast cancer, back then it was an automatic death sentence, when the lumps were felt it was already too late, not that they could do anything anyway. She died, and my father became lost in a bottle, several bottles of alcohol, he claimed that it was the only thing that killed his pain of loss. He had loved my mother above everything!
Including his three children, I was the youngest and the only girl. My older brothers were two and four years older than me. Dwight, the oldest, left for college. Daniel was very busy with school and sports. He played football and basketball so he was gone every Friday night.
Dad was an Engineer on a train. He was gone for days at a time. But they caught him drinking on the job. He was warned the first time but the second time he was fired. That was fine with him, that meant he could drink even more!
One Friday night just a month shy of my fifteenth birthday, he came into my room and raped me! He tied me to the corners of my bed while I was asleep. Then he cut my nightshirt from my body. I was a deep sleeper then, a firecracker could have gone off in my room and I would have slept right through it! I woke up when he thrust into me and broke my virgin barrier. He fucked me and fucked me, showing me no mercy, and giving me no pleasure! All I felt was pain!
He told me that I was his fuck toy and that I could forget about going to college! He was going to keep me forever and he was going to keep fucking me! I tried to reason with him but I quickly found out that you can’t reason with a drunk!
I told my school counselor and we conspired to fool him into believing that I was doing poorly in school. Instead I excelled, I had always had good grades, now I made straight A’s! She made a fake report card that I brought home for him to sign that showed I was making C’s and D’s. But there was a price for this service. The counselor was a woman, Miss Walters, she told me she was a lesbian. I had no idea what a lesbian was or did! She wanted to give me extra lessons at her house. She had me take him a note that said because of my poor grades that I had to attend extra classes after school four afternoons a week for three hours. I was fine with that, the more I was out of my house and away from my father, the better!
The first afternoon Miss Walters took me to her home. I had no idea what awaited me! When we walked into her house through the back door, there were five people waiting on us. Her roommate was the High School women’s coach and PE teacher Miss Evans, an English teacher, Miss Jenson, and three girls from three grade levels above my own.
They all kissed me and made me feel welcome! They hugged me and told me how beautiful I was and that they would give me all the love I needed! At first I was flattered! I hadn’t had so much attention and love since my mother died. But then they started touching me in ways my mother never had. A hand on my ass, another brushed across my left nipple, another touched my inner thigh midway up from my knee. Then the kisses began to get deeper and tongues started to enter my mouth.
The touches and kisses continued to get more frequent and lingered longer. Tongues began to wrestle with my own and tingles started aimed at my nipples and between my legs. A zipper sound was made as my skirt was unzipped. More zipper sounds were made as the others removed their dresses and skirts.
“It’s hot in here! We’re all girls, so what if we reduce the amount of clothing we are wearing! We have all the same equipment don’t we?” Miss Walters said.
The tingling increased as more and more clothing was removed. When someone’s hand touched then rubbed between my legs a marvelous feeling swept through my entire body! I had my very first orgasm! After that I didn’t care that we were getting naked, I just wanted that feeling again and again! Soon they were taking turns eating my pussy. Then they wanted payment for my pleasure, they wanted pleasure in return. So I quickly learned to love giving pleasure as much as I loved receiving pleasure! Not only that, and maybe even more importantly, I received love! And I loved them.
Of course my drunken dad continued to fuck me as often as he was able. Then my brother found out about dad fucking me. Rather than get mad at dad, he got mad at me! He demanded that I submit to him. He was going to fuck me too!
I had no choice, I let him fuck me or he would tell everyone what a slut I was. He would tell everyone that I had seduced my own father and was fucking him as much as I wanted! In a strange twist of fate, his fucking me opened a new avenue of pleasure. He didn’t drink, and he was a very considerate lover. He made sure that I would have my orgasm before he had his. He made sure I was wet and excited before his cock entered me. Now that I could enjoy getting fucked and even having orgasms by doing so, I realized that I wasn’t a lesbian, I was bisexual.
I won a scholarship for academic excellence and escaped my father by going off to college. But I had also left my lovers, the girls, Miss Evans, Miss Walters, and my brother. I was already missing them and the sex when I arrived in Emporia and registered at the Kansas State Normal School. I was assigned a room in the female dormitory, along with a roommate.
Doris Klinger was a farm girl, her family farm was large, almost a thousand acres. She was very innocent! She had never been on a date, had never been kissed other than perfunctory family ones. I vowed to change all of that!