Chapter 5

Katie's mood was still buoyant the next morning. It was the first time since I'd met her that she seemed genuinely happy. I wondered how she'd feel if she knew Sabrina and Missy were coming home that day. Then something else occurred to me.

"Katie," I said, "you didn't call your mom last night. Does she have any idea where you are?"

Her cheerfulness evaporated. "She probably didn't notice that I was gone," the girl said sullenly. "She spends every minute with her new boyfriend. I think she's glad to have me out of the way."

I regretted bringing up what was clearly a sore subject, and quickly decided that sailing would be a good distraction. Before leaving, I slathered SPF 60 sunscreen over every centimeter of Katie's fair skin. It was light, pleasant work. I didn't want a sunburn to ruin her lovely complexion, and besides, it would interfere with my plans for later that day.

We had a great time. It was another scorching day, but there was a decent breeze out on the Chesapeake Bay, enough to move my little Snipe at a good clip. When we got too hot we dropped anchor and dove into the water, letting the sun dry us when we climbed out. Katie's skin was delicious with a layer of salt on it. I stripped off her bikini bottom and ate her to a very vocal orgasm as she lay in the warm sea water sloshing in the bilge. She wanted me to fuck her out there on the bay, but I told her an old man like me needs to save his energy.

Back at my place, as expected Katie lay down for a nap after her shower. I texted Sabrina to confirm her and Missy's arrival time.

"Be there at 5," came the answer. That gave me over an hour to put my plan into effect. I went to the garage and readied a few things, first moving the car outside. The hardest part was lugging my old TV and DVD player out there and setting them up.

When my preparations were complete, I lay on the bed with Katie. Peeling back the covers, I let my eyes wander over her naked flesh. Her skin was so smooth, with almost no perceptible body hair. I smelled her girlish scent. Every part of her (save for her pierced nipples) had the dewy, innocent perfection of childhood, and it was intoxicating. She was so beautiful, a small part of me regretted what I'd done to her and what I planned to do. But I shoved that part aside and woke her slowly with gentle kisses and caresses. Her mouth curved into a smile before she was fully awake. "Can we fuck now?" she asked.

"Soon," I told her. "First let's play a game. I want you to put on makeup like you were wearing yesterday, and model your new shoes for me." She grinned, and I knew the idea appealed to her. She came out of the bathroom ten minutes later dressed again in the naughty schoolgirl outfit. On her feet were lacy white ankle socks and the new pumps. The effect was breathtaking. I told her to play fashion model while I took photographs.

Red haired, coltish, twelve-year-old Katie pranced up and down my living room like it was a runway. She really could be a model, I thought, if only she learned how to walk in those shoes. "Okay," I said after a few minutes, "now pretend you're a stripper entertaining a room full of men." I put on some Stevie Ray Vaughn for a little atmosphere.

Katie moved to the music as she peeled off her shirt to reveal her newly pierced nipples, cupping her hands under her small breasts. Then she turned and raised the back of her skirt. Under it were plain white cotton panties that hugged her little round butt. "Sweet," I said. "Are those new?"

"My mommy bought them for me when I was ten," said Katie, batting her long eyelashes at me and unfastening her skirt. "Do you like them?"

I nodded before posing her in all sorts of compromising positions as I snapped photo after photo. She began to roll the knickers down her hips when I stopped her. "On your knees, slut," I said.

Katie rubbed her face against the bulge in the front of my jeans. "Mmmmm," she said softly, almost to herself. "Give me that dick." She unbuttoned my fly and eased out my stiff meat. I took another picture as she licked the underside of my rod, then several more as she slowly took it down her gullet. I was only a minute from cumming when I pulled her off my cock.

"Now stand up," I ordered. "It's time for the next part of the game." I slipped a blindfold over her eyes and made sure she couldn't see anything.

"Oooo, you bad man," she said in mock fright, as I secured leather cuffs to her wrists. "What are you going to do to me?"

It isn't me you should be afraid of, I thought as I led her to the garage.

The doorbell rang fifteen minutes later. Missy and Sabrina squealed and hugged me like we'd been apart for years. They looked fabulous in short shorts and little camisole-style tops. Sabrina's hair was an even lighter shade of blonde, and Missy's olive skin had a deep, even tan. I served margaritas to the girls and rolled a joint from the stash that Mike had given me. When they asked where it had come from, I just said, "I have my sources."

The girls were soon half drunk and stoned, and tripping over each other to tell me about their exploits at the beach. I let them carry on for a while before asking about their big surprise.

They looked at each other and giggled. "I think we'd better just show you," Missy said. My mouth must have fallen open in shock when she pulled Sabrina to her and they kissed passionately. I know for sure that my dick got hard when they started undressing each other.

"Are you telling me that you two..."

"Mm hmmm," Sabrina mumbled, her mouth at her best friend's gorgeous tits. Missy's head was thrown back, clearly loving it. Amazing! I had spent weeks trying to convince the girls to get it on together, with no success, and now after a week away from me they couldn't keep their hands off one another. Not that I was complaining. I wondered just how far they'd go...

I didn't have to wait long for an answer. In no time Missy's clothes were scattered across the floor and—yes!—Sabrina's face was between her legs. "Oh, fuck yeah," Missy sighed. "Eat me, baby." My dick throbbed as I watched the adorable blonde sucking her best friend's furry fourteen-year-old cunt.

Watching the two sexy teens was great but, lecher that I am, I soon wanted more. My mouth began to water as I admired Missy's firm round breasts, and the slender brunette seemed to read my mind. Holding them in her small hands, she looked at me. "Will you suck my titties?" she asked. I didn't need a second invitation. The C-cup beauties were huge after a week of playing only with Katie's little buds.

The brunette cutie thrashed and moaned as Sabrina fingered her hole and sucked on her meaty cunt flaps. Sabrina looked up at me and I could see in her eyes that she loved what she was doing. When Missy cried out that she was cumming, Sabrina's throat moved as she took several large swallows, but her mouth never left her best friend's pussy.

"God, you almost fucking drowned me that time," Sabrina said when she finally raised her head. She was grinning and wiping her chin. When the two sexy teens shared a deep, sloppy kiss, I thought my cock might burst out of my jeans. I unbuttoned my fly and knelt above Missy's head.

"Hello there!" Sabrina laughed as my stiff dick sprang up in front of her face. "I've missed you." I groaned as my cock slid into the velvety soft wetness of her mouth. Missy, not to be left out, began to lick my balls from underneath. The sensation of two teenaged mouths working in tandem was indescribable.

I could have easily blown my wad there and then, but I was aching to fuck the two hotties. "Let's team up on Sabrina now," I said to Missy. She thought that was a good plan, so we stood the little blonde in front of the couch and finished undressing her. As her clothes came off, I marveled once again at her lovely young body.

She was much like her sister Katie with her fair skin and lack of body hair, but Katie had longer legs and I was sure she would grow to be several inches taller than her older sis. For now though, Sabrina was clearly more developed. Her hips were wider and her tits seemed to have grown since I'd seen her last. I wondered if Katie's tits would look like hers when she reached her sister's advanced age of fourteen.

Missy and I laid her back on the couch and knelt side-by-side on the floor between her legs. I gasped. The blonde teenager's cunt was completely smooth. "Sabrina!" I said. "You shaved." Her pussy looked so childlike without hair, like a little girl's.

She giggled. "Yeah, Missy did it for me at the beach. Do you like it?"

"Fuck yeah," I said. "I love it." I spread her open with my fingers and feasted my eyes on her juicy pink insides.

"I did good," Missy said. "It looks really sexy."

"Would you like to taste it, Mister?" asked Sabrina in a high-pitched, childish voice.

I grinned at her and dove in, licking like a thirsty dog. She was only the slightest bit muskier than her sister.

"I want some too," Missy said, so I moved my head to one side and she pushed her face in next to mine. Our cheeks rubbed together as we lapped at both sides of Sabrina's pouting, hairless cunt. I sucked up a mouthful of the little blonde's tangy juice and pressed my lips to Missy's. She responded instantly, moaning into my mouth as we shared her friend's slippery cunt sauce, our tongues coiling together.

Then Missy did the same thing to me. It was outrageously sexy, and I could feel my cock throbbing and leaking pre-cum. "What about me, damn it!" cried Sabrina when one of our kisses went on too long. I decided it was time to give her what she wanted.

"Suck on her clit," I told Missy. Then I pushed Sabrina's legs up until I could see her bottom hole. It looked clean and pink, and was delicately puckered. When I began to lick it, Sabrina went nuts.

"Oh fuck yes! Yes, lick my ass! Suck my cunt, you bitch!" were some of the things she yelled, along with a lot more that I can't remember. Suffice it to say, she liked the feeling of tongues on her pussy and her asshole at the same time. Missy held on to her friend's gyrating hips as Sabrina came, obscenities pouring from the blonde cutie's mouth.

Missy and I shared another sloppy, delicious kiss as Sabrina came down from her sexual high. The girls had both cum, but my aching, dripping cock still needed relief. I shuffled forward on my knees and placed the head of my dick on Sabrina's hairless slit.

"No!" she said, a little harshly I thought. Seeing my frustration, she said, "I'm sorry, but I'm just not ready for that yet." I was disappointed and annoyed, but I tried not to let it show.

"Okay," I said. "Missy?" I looked at her with longing as I stroked my cock.

"Um..." she said, "I'm not ready yet, either. But I'll jerk off your cock for you." I removed my hand and Missy's smaller, softer hand took its place, stroking me exactly as she'd seen me do it. I was still kneeling between Sabrina's wide open legs, and the tip of my dick was almost touching her pink, wet cunt.

"God, that's hot," Sabrina said. "Make him cum, Missy. Make him cum all over my little pussy." And in less than two minutes that's exactly what I did. My orgasm had been building ever since that morning, and it was a big one. My first jet shot all the way up to Sabrina's neck, followed by seven or eight more that totally glazed her hairless fourteen-year-old cunt.

"Holy shit," Sabrina said. She was trembling as if she were on the verge of another orgasm.

Missy wrapped her lips around the head of my dick, sucking the last drops from it. Her face was inches from Sabrina's cum-frosted pussy, and she stared at it, apparently mesmerized. Sabrina lay quivering as she looked down at her friend, her face a mask of desire. "Do it," she said softly.

I held my breath as I waited to see what the gorgeous brunette would do. At last she stuck out her tongue and licked at a pool of cum at the top of Sabrina's mound. "Oh ... ohhhh" said the little blonde, her voice unsteady. Missy was lapping up my cum from all over Sabrina's smooth shaven girl parts, scooping it up with her tongue like a cat. "Oh god ... oh my god..." said Sabrina as she watched, her thighs shaking. Missy was looking up at her friend as she began to suck up my splooge directly from Sabrina's slime-slathered pussy lips. She burrowed her face right into the little blonde's sloppy cunt and sucked.

Sabrina wailed as she came again.

When Missy finally raised her head, her mouth and chin were coated with my cock cream. As the two friends fell into a prolonged make out session, sharing my ejaculatory dregs, I slipped away to the garage.

I didn't say anything as I quietly entered, but Katie hear the close the door behind me. "Thank god you're back!" she said. "I can't stand any more. Fuck me! Please fuck me now ... please..."

"Soon, little girl," I said. "Just be patient a little longer." I turned on the TV and DVD player, and started the video I'd inserted earlier. It was stifling hot in the garage after the cool of the house.

"No!" she cried as I started to walk away. "Please! I'll do anything you ask—anything! I'll never be bad again, I swear. I need to get fucked so bad, please I need it! Please fuck me..."

She was still pleading with me as I left the garage and shut the door.

When I got back to the living room, Missy and Sabrina were sitting together on the sofa, whispering and giggling. They were both partially dressed in their tops and panties. I mixed another margarita for each of them.

"That was a great surprise," I said. "How did you, ah, get together?"

The girls explained to me in their charming schoolgirl fashion how they'd been horny one night at the beach, and after a few drinks had fallen into bed together and it had just happened. It wasn't planned or discussed, but afterward they decided I was right all along—they could satisfy each other and didn't need a guy to do it for them.

"But we still like your dick," Missy added. "We're not lesbians or anything."

"Good," I said. "It's nice to feel included." I paused and took a sip of my drink. If you like my dick so much, I thought, why won't you fuck me? Maybe Sabrina will change her tune when she finds out I've been banging her little sister.

"I loved your surprise," I said, "and now I have a surprise for you two." The girls looked at each other in happy anticipation.

Sabrina said, "Okay, we're ready. Where is it?"

"It's out in the garage," I said. "You have to go out there to see it." The girls looked at each other again, this time with puzzled expressions.

"I've never been in your garage," Missy said. "How do we get there?" I led the two barefoot teens to the door off my kitchen.

"It's right through here," I said.

Missy swung the door wide, and the girls looked at each other once more, this time in open-mouthed shock. Here's what they saw:

Katie, still blindfolded, was secured to an eye bolt in the ceiling by means of a rope fastened to the leather cuffs on her wrists. Her arms were stretched to their limit over her head. She stood on two concrete blocks which I'd shoved well apart after she was strung up. Her feet were not restrained in any way, but if she stepped off the blocks all her weight would be suspended from her hands. I noticed that the new white pumps were still on her feet. If she'd lost them, it would be an even longer stretch to keep her feet on the blocks.

She was nude except for the white cotton panties she'd modeled for me earlier. I'd placed the TV opposite her, on the other side of the garage. Katie couldn't see it, of course, but she could certainly hear it.

And she clearly heard the door open, because she instantly started begging again. "Please fuck me, please! I can't take any more, I need your cock! I need it so bad ... please fuck me, I'll be a good girl, I promise!"

Would she feel shame, I wondered, when she found out Sabrina and Missy had heard her fevered pleading?

While she continued to beg, Sabrina and Missy walked around her in amazement, taking in the bizarre tableau. At center stage, Sabrina's lovely red-haired sister, suspended from above, wearing only shoes, socks and panties. A television, on which was playing the video of Katie's nipple piercing and the activities which followed. And on a chair nearby were two additional items.

On a large piece of poster board was a hand-lettered sign, which read, "Hi Sabrina, I've been very bad while you were away. Coach took my cherry the day after you left and we've been fucking like bunnies ever since. Today I've been extra bad and I need to be punished."

Also on the chair was a switch that I'd cut from a willow tree. It was about two-and-a-half feet long and a half inch in diameter at the thick end. Stripped of leaves, it was green and perfectly flexible, and made a lovely 'whup-whup' sort of noise when swished through the air.

What with her begging and the sound from the TV, Katie still hadn't realized that we weren't alone.

"Oh ... my ... god," said Missy when she read the sign.

"You little slut!" cried Sabrina.

"Sabrina?" said Katie. "Is that you?"

The video had reached the point at which Mike and I were taking turns fucking Katie's throat while Marta ate her pussy.

"I told you to stay away from here while I was gone! You couldn't listen, could you?"

"Sabrina, I was going to—"

"You had to go and fuck him the minute my back was turned! You've ruined everything! And you even got your nipples pierced, like a cheap little whore!" Sabrina jabbed a finger at the TV as if to illustrate her point, but of course Katie couldn't see it. "Look at you! Sucking some strange guy's cock—you're disgusting!" She went over to the TV and turned it off. "I can't watch that anymore."