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Pussy Cat

... was pretty juicy, even. I stuck my finger in my mouth, tasting myself, and damn, I was right. I tasted good. &#034It's different, but good. You might have to get a little used to it, but you gotta like it. It's pussy!&#034 I said. He slowly leaned down further and further. I finally felt his tongue on my clit. Weird how they seemed to know, I thought. &#034Smush it around,&#034 I said. &#034Wiggle it with your tongue.&#034 Ralphie took the lessons well. He was soon eating me like a pro. Carla was now sitting naked on the bed beside me. I turned to her, and we kissed. &#034Carlie...&#034 said Ralphie. &#034Can I taste you, too?&#034 Carla sighed heavily, and looked down at him. &#034Shit. I guess. But don't think this means you get privileges.&#034 He didn't reply, he just scooted over, and began licking his s****r's clit. Goddam, I thought, how cool. How goddam fucking cool. I did this. This was my idea. And it's fucking cool. --==+==- We finally ran Ralphie out a little after midnight. Jeezus, we'd fucked around for hours. Getting fucked by him was fun, but his dick was pretty small... I could feel him, but he didn't fill me up like my dad or Alvin did. Oh well, I did it for him, not me, and hell, he seemed to have a great time. After he fucked me, he recovered in twenty minutes, and crawled on top of his s****r, and fucked the ever-lovin' shit out of her. He did good, and I was proud of him. I think even Carla was impressed. I finally leaned down, while he was fucking her, ...

... and buried my face in his ass, licking his asshole. He tensed up and then relaxed, and then just kept on fucking her. I licked his asshole until he came inside his s****r, and I felt him relax. It was sexier than shit. After he left Carla and I just laid there in each other's arms, and went to sl**p. She was polite enough not to mention that my face smelled like Ralphie's butt. The night passed, and we finally had to get up, and off we went to school. --==+==- School was actually kinda fun that week, for one reason, mainly. I got this idea. I have lots of ideas, but this one was a pretty good one. Well, a pretty wicked one. It was after school, and Carla and I were walking to the parking lot. Our school's goofy-ass football team was down on the field, practicing. Well, probably just trying to figure out their asses from holes in the ground. They hadn't won a game, yet. &#034Carla,&#034 I said, the idea just coming out of nowhere. &#034Whut,&#034 she said, in that disgusted tone of voice she was so good at. I giggled. &#034Let's sneak in the locker room, and fuck the football team.&#034 She just stared at me. &#034Are you fuckin' nuts?&#034 she finally said. &#034Hell no!&#034 I said. &#034Come on, while they're on the field. Follow me.&#034 I stared down beside the field, and the guys got even more fucked up and uncoordinated when they saw two foxy females walking past. It was amusing. I could tell how bad most of them wanted us. Girls can just tell. We went to the other end ...