Russ’s Sex Education by firstimewonder

My initiation into sexual knowledge was thrust on me, literally. My parents were excited, especially Dad. Uncle Walt was coming from Los Angeles for a month long visit. Dad hadn’t seen his older brother for five years, and since they had been close all through their school years, he was looking forward to seeing Walt again. I had mixed emotions. Uncle Walt had twin girls, Laura and Lisa. The last time I saw them, they were eight and I was five. They had made my life miserable the entire time they visited.
I remember that they broke my train and bent the wheels on my pedal tractor. Both of them tried to ride it at the same time and were too heavy. They also delighted in embarrassing me in front of my parents and other cousins by getting me to say silly things. I told Dad that I didn’t want them around, but he said things would be different now that they were grown young ladies. Besides, now that I was ten, I could handle a couple of California girls.
The minute they arrived I realized that although they had grown into pretty young ladies just like Dad had predicted, nothing else had changed. They were still as smart mouthed as before. From the first words out of their mouths, I knew the next month wasn’t going to be fun. Lisa and Laura looked me over for a second, then Lisa whispered to Lisa and they both started laughing. When I asked them what was so funny, they said that a Midwest hayseed couldn’t possibly understand West Coast girls and strutted away.
The term hayseed infuriated me! Just because we lived in a town of seven thousand instead of a city of three million, didn’t mean we weren’t aware of what went on in the world. When I told Dad about it, he just laughed and told me to forget their taunts. If I didn’t let on like it bothered me, they would get tired and stop. Well, they didn’t! They worked overtime to make life miserable for me.
They especially delighted in making comments in front of my friends, then laughing when my face turned red. One day they were teasing me in front of my friends and said that I had the littlest pecker they had ever seen. Everyone laughed when I yelled.
“How would you know, you never saw a pecker in your life, and you sure never saw mine, and if you live to be two hundred and fifty years old, you never will!” The twins looked at each other with a smile and strutted off in their superior walk.
One morning, the girls asked if this hick town had a swimming pool. Dad, who was likewise beginning to tire of their superior attitude, told them that indeed we did have a swimming pool. In fact it was an Olympic size pool that was the envy of that part of Texas! However, if they wanted to swim without having to stand in line, he had a better place. Dad had bought some land, which he intended to develop sometime in the future when the town began to grow. As well as being heavily wooded, it had a clear pool of water surrounded by a sandy beach like shore. Since there was no way he could protect town kids from drowning in the pool, he had built a tall fence around the pool and a put lock on the gate.
We frequently went there to swim with friends, but I was forbidden to go there alone. After we took Uncle Walt and the twins there the first time, they insisted that they wanted to go back every day. Uncle Walt and Aunt Lois told Dad that the twins were both certified lifesavers, and it would be quite safe for them to go with me to the pool. Dad agreed and gave me the key, but left strict instructions that only the twins and I were to go there, no one else could go with us because he didn’t want the responsibility for their safety.
I wasn’t too excited about going, but Dad was insistent that I was to treat the girls like the guests they were. After all, they were just teasing, and a few words couldn’t really hurt me anyway. We headed out right after lunch on Monday. I was wearing swimming trunks under my blue jeans, and carried a duffel bag for the towels and drinks. Dad had borrowed bikes for the twins, so as soon as we finished lunch, the girls began taunting me to get moving. They would show me how to swim.
What they didn’t know was that while they may be lifesavers, I was the fastest swimmer in our school, and had already gained the attention of the Jr. High School coach. He had volunteered to teach me some techniques and said I had a very promising style. I shed my clothes as soon as we arrived at the pool. Seconds later I had jumped into the pool and began paddling around as if I could barely swim. The twins started laughing, saying a fat old walrus could swim better than I could. They began shedding their clothes, revealing the tiniest little bikini swimsuits I could imagine. I was fascinated by the little string ties behind their necks that held up the tops. As I stared at them, Laura began taunting me again.
“What’s the matter Rusty, haven’t you ever seen tits before?”
I turned beet red and dived to the bottom of the pool. When I came up, both girls were in the pool showing off. They were fairly good, but not as good as I. I took care not to let them know how well I could swim, and just splashed around as if I didn’t know what I was doing. They swam around me, trying to outdo one another planting in my mind that California girls could do everything better than a Texas boy. Every time I came to the surface, one of them dunked my head under water or splashed me in the face. Each time I spluttered and yelled as if it really bothered me.
Before long they tired of the little game and began swimming across the pond. I continued splashing around managing to dart into their path as they moved across the water. I had developed a plan and wanted them to get used to me being in their way and bumping into me. At last I had my chance. They were close to the shallow end of the pond swimming side by side. I shot up between them, banging them really hard. At the same time, I got my hands on the loose end of the tie strings of the bikini tops. In an instant I was out of the pond telling them that they felt like a walrus themselves.
They launched themselves out of the pond and rushed at me. I taunted them in my most petulant voice as I trotted backwards away from them. Neither realized that their bikini tops were hanging around their waists, leaving them totally bare from the waist up. The twin birthmarks on the lower side of Laura’s right titty and Lisa’s left titty fascinated me. I wanted to stop and stare, but they were after me with real fury on their faces. It wasn’t until I yelled my triumphant insult that they stopped.
“Now I’ve seen tits!”
Laura & Lisa stopped dead in their tracks looking at each other. In an instant they realized their predicament and spun around while they pulled the tops up.
“Rusty, you’re going to pay for this,” they screamed.
“I wouldn’t pay very much to see something so little,” I yelled with as much scorn as I could muster in my high-pitched ten-year-old voice.
Turning, I ran to my bike and pedaled away as fast as I could. By the time they got their towels and clothes together, I was so far ahead of them they couldn’t possibly catch me. I went straight home, changed into my blue jeans, and left to play with friends. That evening at supper, the twins were stony silent. They stared at me with the clear message in their eyes that if I said anything, I was dead! I just smiled at them gloating over having shut them up for a while. Dad noticed their silence and tried to bring them into the conversation.
“Well, what do you think of your afternoon in a Texas pond?” They didn’t respond, so dad asked again, “Didn’t you have fun?”
Realizing that they had to say something, they muttered something about it being OK. Uncle Walt finally spoke up.
“I think it would be nice if the two of you tried to remember that you are guests here and some civility is in order!”
With that the twins stood up and stalked out of the room, not even waiting for the desert. Dad asked me if anything had happened at the pond, but I said that they were just jealous that I had swam circles around them. Dad laughed and explained to Uncle Walt about how well I could swim. Uncle Walt chuckled and made a comment about it being time someone showed them up. Then he said I shouldn’t let them get under my skin, it is just the way teen-age girls act in big cities. I didn’t say anything, but thought maybe he was making excuses for their rudeness instead of doing something about it.
I become concerned at breakfast the next morning when the twins began talking excitedly about how much they enjoyed the pond. A little later they asked if they couldn’t go to the pond again. They would make a picnic lunch so we wouldn’t have to come all the way back home. I told dad that I had other plans, but he was rather firm in his comment that I should try a little harder to be friends with the twins. They ran to the kitchen to make sandwiches. I packed my duffel bag with a wary heart. I knew the twins well enough to know they had something more than swimming in mind.
We rode to the pond with both of them being nice all the way. I was somewhat relieved and began to think that perhaps my retaliation had taught them a lesson. Once we got to the pond, they quickly stripped down to the little bikinis and dived into the water. I got out of my blue jeans and cautiously stepped into the pond as well. I had decided that it was probably a good idea not to show off my swimming ability, so just waded in and began dog paddling around. We played in the water for a while, splashing and swimming in the clear comfortable water.
After about forty-five minutes Laura said she wanted to get out for a while and get a drink of water. Lisa hung back until I got out and sat on the beach. In an instant I knew it had been a setup. Laura suddenly spun around and shoved me flat on my back lying across my chest. I was helpless. I could only flail my arms around, but couldn’t really do any thing. Seconds later I felt Lisa grab the band of my trunks and begin tugging them off. I struggled as hard as I could, but in spite of my best efforts, an instant later I was as naked as the day I was born.
Lisa commanded her sister to hold me still so she could get a really good look at my pecker. After struggling for several minutes I began to feel exhausted. My hands were still free so I reached up and tugged the ends of the bow tie on Laura’s top. To my dismay, it didn’t come loose. She laughed and told me that they were ready for me this time and had tied a double knot.
“Don’t be such a pig!” Laura complained. “Hold him down while I get a look.”
Lisa pinned my arms over my head while Laura scooted down leaving room for Lisa to lay over my chest. Then Laura rolled off. I couldn’t see her since Lisa was lying almost on my face, but it didn’t take much imagination to know what she was doing. I could feel my little pecker stiffen even though I didn’t understand why.
“Do you suppose he shaves down here? He sure doesn’t have much hair,” Laura taunted.
I was utterly humiliated. It was bad enough to be held down and stripped naked by two stupid girls, but to have them making this kind of comment was more than I thought I could bear. Then, when I thought it was as bad as it could get, Laura grabbed my pecker and pulled on it. I yelped in pain and began thrashing around. Lisa rolled further toward my head telling me to hold still or she would lay right on my face. I could feel Laura’s exploring hands probing my pecker and stroking my balls. Even though I was furious, I began to feel something rather pleasant and decided to lie still before she hurt me.
After a while they tired of the game, and decided to let me up. Before they did, Laura took my trunks and threw them into a tree. Then she told Lisa to let me up. As soon as she was off me, I dived into the water sinking straight to the bottom. I decided I would stay there as long as possible before coming up. I was just about to come up when I sensed both girls hit the water at the same time. Seconds later, they found me and in the textbook way they were taught, they pulled me to the surface.
“What are you trying to do, kill yourself?”
“It would take a lot more than two stupid California girls to make me kill myself. Besides, I could swim better than you will ever be able to!
“Sure you can. You still look like an old walrus, only now you got an antenna. Only thing is, it must be for a short wave.”
I jerked away from the life saving hold, and made for the other shore. The twins started after me, but in a second I was way out of their grasp. I began swimming circles around them darting in and out, jerking at the straps of their bikinis until they were both furious. Every time they started for me I would dive under them, or go off to one side so fast that they would have to look for me. By the time they found me, I was again on the move. Before long they were so tired, they started to just hang in the water doing a little helicopter paddle while they rested. Swimming quietly, I moved under water with scarcely a ripple, coming up behind Laura. Once behind her, I reached up with both hands, and before she realized what had happened I pulled her bikini bottom off. Turning before she could reach for me, I swam to the shore and tossed the bottom in the same tree with my trunks then dived back into the water. Laura was absolutely furious. She was screaming words at me that I had never heard before.
Lisa began looking warily around, but I ignored her and began concentrating on trying to pull Laura’s top off. When I sensed that Lisa had let her guard down, I dove deep and a second later her bikini bottom joined the rest of the swimming attire in the tree. I stood on the shore taunting them, telling them if they wanted their bottoms they would have to come out and get them. Neither one of them seemed to be in a mood to get out of the pond, so I dived back in. This time I didn’t give them a chance to rest until they were so tired they could hardly put up any resistance. The straps of the tops were so tiny that before long I had torn the stitching between the cups and the strap, and tossed them into the tree. Then I simply swam to the shore and sat watching them.
“I’m kind of tired, I think I will rest and watch you swim for a while.”
The twins promised all kind of dire punishment, but I ignored them and continued watching. After about an hour of hiding in the water with just their heads showing, they decided I wasn’t going to go away. They came out on a run making a mad dash for their clothes. However, before they could get there, I got a clear view of twin naked girls, complete with tits bouncing and water dripping off their hairy little bottoms. All in all, I thoroughly enjoyed the view. I had almost forgotten that I was just as naked as they, but somehow it didn’t make much difference to me. They had seen everything I had to see, but I had demonstrated swimming skills they would never achieve, so I felt I was the clear winner.
I probably shouldn’t have been so complacent, because before I realized what was happening, they grabbed all their clothes, as well as mine and ran out of the gate with their white little bottoms flashing in the sunlight. I yelled and took off after them, but in an instant they had disappeared from sight in the thick trees surrounding the pond. I knew it was useless to hunt for them, because I had hidden from friends in the past. All you had to do was stay quiet and you couldn’t be found if you didn’t want to be found.
I went back to the pond and climbed the tree, retrieving my trunks but left the bikinis in the tree. I got on my bike and rode for home, leaving the twins to fend for themselves. Quietly I slipped into the house, changed into blue jeans, and went to the park where I knew my friends would be playing baseball. That evening it was even quieter than the previous evening. Again, dad tried to spark some conversation, but to no avail.
“Dad, what causes a birthmark?” I asked with my most sincere and innocent voice.
“Well Russ, no one really knows, why do you ask?”
“Oh no reason, one of the guys said his cousin was going to have a birthmark removed and I was just wondering what caused it in the first place.
I gave the twins a knowing glance to be certain they understood that if they started anything, they might have to explain why I knew about their twin marks in a place I shouldn’t know about. The next week was one of avoidance, both on my part as well as the twins. They decided that they would rather swim in the public pool where there would be other girls to talk to. No one questioned them, certainly not me. Several of the older boys in town liked the idea as well. One afternoon at a baseball game I heard some sophomore boys talking about the twins at the pool.
“They’ve got bodies out of this world. I’d love to get them naked in the back seat of a car for about an hour.”
I was a little puzzled by the comment, all I wanted to do was be somewhere they weren’t! I started to say that they didn’t look much better naked than they did with clothes on, but decided I didn’t want to have to explain.
I didn’t see the twins for another three years. In the mean time, I grew to understand just why the guys wanted to get them naked in the back seat for an hour. Only, I thought an hour apiece would be better! Once again, Dad was excited about Uncle Walt coming. I wasn’t sure what the terrible twins might have in mind for me, but I sure wasn’t looking forward to finding out. Dad insisted that I go with him to help carry the luggage at the train station. As the train pulled into the station, Dad watched for Uncle Walt and Aunt Lois to make an appearance. When he spotted them, he hurried to greet them while I hung back. In a moment, two stunning young ladies stepped off the train. I don’t know why I didn’t recognize them right away, probably because I was still expecting to see the two thirteen year old pests that I hadn’t seen for three years.
As they joined Dad, I realized who they were. Dad hollered for me to come say hello. Aunt Lois hugged me and Walt shook my hand.
“Say, you’ve put on a few pounds of muscle since I last saw you,” he commented with a big smile.
“Well, swimming does tend to build muscle, especially when you swim as much as I do in school competition.”
The twins were friendly, but I wasn’t sure if I could trust them. I smiled and told them that they looked nice in their matching skirts and blouses with identical initials. I didn’t add that they filled out their blouses very nicely! As we loaded the car, Uncle Walt and Aunt Lois suggested that the old folks sit in front and the kids sit in the back. I opened one of the doors for Laura who slid in. I continued holding it for Lisa, intending to walk around to the other side. However, Lisa gave me a shove, telling me to sit in the middle. She slid in beside me, sandwiching me between them. Even though they were three years older than I, I had caught up to them in weight and height. They looked as if they had stalled out at about five feet four, while I was already five foot six. They didn’t give me much room, crowding closer than necessary. Lisa made the first move to be friendly.
”Do you still have the swimming pond?” she asked sweetly.
“Yeah, I train there every day to stay in shape for school in the fall.”
“We heard that you placed first in your age group in the Jr. Olympics,” said Lisa. “You must be really good!”
“Well, I have worked hard and it has really paid off,” I replied.
“Look, he’s even modest,” teased Laura.
I wasn’t too sure how to respond to them. I simply didn’t trust them to have changed all that much in three years. Uncle Walt began asking me about my swimming, how I trained and what I had planned for the future. I told him that I planned to do scholastically well in high school and swim well enough to win a scholarship to the University of Texas. Dad chimed in saying that the way I looked in the Florida Jr. Olympics, I had an excellent chance of making my goal.
I could feel Lisa touching my arm, feeling the muscles that had developed from all the swimming. Laura sat quietly, listening to the get acquainted conversation. I asked them how school was going and what they had planned after graduation. Lisa replied that they were planning to go to UCLA, majoring in biology in preparation for medical school. I was surprised at the maturity they had seemed to have gained in three years. As we neared home, Lisa squeezed my arm and whispered that she was anxious to see me swim again.
We reached home just before lunch, and Mom had everything ready when we walked in. I carried Uncle Walt and Aunt Lois’ luggage to the guestroom. Lisa and Laura’s luggage went into my room since to my annoyance, I had been banished to the back porch where I had a single bed behind a curtain in one corner. Mom said the twins needed to have a room to themselves where they could do girl things without everyone seeing them. I had let it pass without asking too many questions, but I wondered just what they needed so much privacy for.
After lunch, the twins said they were going to change out of their travel clothes. I told Dad that I was going to go to the store for Mom, then work out at the pond. When I got back from the store, the twins were sitting on the front porch in shorts & little tops, which left their bare bellies showing. I could see their tanned skin glistening in the sunlight as they moved to meet me. I put the groceries on the kitchen counter and hurried off to get my duffel bag. As I got my bike, Laura & Lisa asked how they could get to the pond. Dad said that he understood they had driver’s licenses, so they could take the pickup.
I tossed my bag in the back, and hopped lightly into the bed of the pickup leaving the twins in the front. It took about five minutes to reach the pond, where I hopped out of the truck before it had come to a complete stop. I took the key from its pocket in my bag and opened the gate. As I stepped toward the pond, I remembered that I hadn’t put my trunks on before we left the house. I was used to being alone at the pond most of the time, or with one of the other guys, and we often swam in the nude. I took my trunks out of the bag and headed for the trees to change.
When I returned, both girls had shed their shorts and tops revealing tiny bikinis once again. This time, they were even tinier than the ones they wore three years ago. They were cut so high on the sides of the thighs that there was only a string at the waist. Their titties strained to pop out of the tops, which just barely covered their nipples. I stood there staring at their strikingly beautiful figures. The suits didn’t offer much resistance to my eyes, and if staring could strip clothes, they were both buck-naked!
I could feel my cock coming to attention so turned and dived into the pond before it got completely out of control. I swam under water for nearly the length of the pond before coming up in a reverse turn. In an instant, I was heading back for the other shore in a long powerful crawl stroke. The twins were in the water, swimming in lazy circles. In a few seconds I had joined them standing in water just up to my chest. The twins came up to face me, standing just deep enough in the pond that it looked like their titties were floating on the water. I couldn’t help but stare at the four towers clad in the wispy white fabric. Now that the bikinis were wet, their nipples showed right through. Lisa broke the silence.
“You sure make swimming look easy, it’s no wonder you won the Jr. Olympics for your age!”
I thought I detected sincere appreciation for my skill, but still had a feeling of restraint around them. I couldn’t help but mentally picture them coming out of the water naked as jay birds the last time we were swimming here.
“What’s that little grin all about?” Lisa chided.
“Oh, nothing, I just always feel happy when I am swimming.”
“I’ll bet that isn’t even close to what you’re thinking!” replied Laura rolling her eyes.
I stood there not knowing what to say. It was obvious that she knew exactly what I was thinking, but I didn’t want to back down or turn away from them. At the same time, in spite of the cool water my cock had come to full attention. In the last year, I had learned what it was for, where it went and why, even though I didn’t know just exactly how it all worked. Lisa broke the spell by scooping a double hand full of water and splashing me in the face as she dived into the water. Laura followed suit, swimming on the other side of me.
I turned and swam after them in a relaxed stroke. I was surprised at how much their swimming had improved since we were last together. Before long, I had to put some amount of exertion in to keep up with them. I wasn’t too pressed, but did manage to get a fair work out in the half-hour we were in the pond. As I stepped out of the pond onto the smooth sandy beach, I laid back on the soft sand catching my breath. Lisa and Laura stood in the water just offshore whispering to each other. Slowly they moved out of the water and joined me on the beach.
“What you would really like to do is see us naked again, wouldn’t you?”
I sat bolt upright with my mouth open. Lisa shoved me back onto the sand, and sat astraddle of my chest.
“You first!” she shouted to Laura.
I was so startled that I didn’t even struggle when Laura started pulling my trunks down. I even raised my hips to help her out.
“WOW! No more short wave for you, this is some long distance antenna if I ever saw one!”
Lisa jumped up to get a look at what had caused Laura’s outburst.
“That thing looks really dangerous to me, we better get out of here,” giggled Lisa.
With that, they ran into the water and swam into the middle of the pond. In a split second, I was back in the water, swimming strongly toward them. Although I expected them to try to get away, they just swam in lazy circles. I came up between them and pulled the tie strings loose from their teeny little tops. I was rewarded by seeing the tops fall free and float on the water, exposing four generous breasts with jutting nipples. The twins turned onto their backs and floated toward the shore with gentle little kicks of their feet. The water supported their breasts, making them stand up like creamy towers. I floated alongside them with my cock breaking through the water like a periscope. Lisa giggled then asked if that thing could direct torpedoes.
Laura told her she thought they should find out if it was even loaded. By then, we had all hit the sandy beach and stood up. My cock was standing at full mast, while the four titties jutted proudly forward.
“We better let Rusty rest, don’t you think?”
Laura nodded, pulling me toward a sandy hollow in the shade of the huge Live Oak tree. I lay back, wondering what was going to happen next. Laura didn’t leave me guessing for long. She knelt beside me and grasped my throbbing cock in her right hand. She began pumping me slowly, but at my level of passion I came shooting my seed high into the air.
“Boy, first timers don’t last very long do they!” commented Laura laughing.
I started to protest, but Lisa said not to worry, she just wanted to calm me down a little so I could do a better job in her. My heart almost stopped. IN HER! Before I could voice a question, she slid her little bikini down and kicked it away. I couldn’t take my eyes off her perfect naked body. I studied every curve, paying special attention to her tawny pussy hair. What was I supposed to do? As I pondered, Lisa knelt beside me and asked if I had ever done it. I shook my head, too scared to say a word.
“I’ll bet you never saw a naked girl except for us, have you?”
Once again, I shook my head.
“Well, get ready,” said Lisa as she lay beside me. “Better show him what to do.”
Laura grabbed my hands and pulled me up to my knees.
“Get between her legs and kneel down,” she commanded.
I hurried to comply, positioning myself over her gorgeous body. In a second, I was on my hands and knees between her legs with my hands on either side of her creamy titties.
“OK, just put in and do it.”
I moved forward wondering how to find the right place. As I moved, Lisa took my cock in her hand and guided, tugging it forward. I felt the tip of my throbbing virgin cock touch her hair before the warm slick opening began to envelop me. Laura slapped my ass with a stinging blow, causing me to jump forward. My cock slammed all the way home, coming to an abrupt stop when my bone hit her like a pile driver. I lay still for a moment, getting used to the feeling. Finally Lisa whispered.
“You going to sleep here or are you going to do something?”
I began to move awkwardly in and out. After a few strokes, I started to get the rhythm, and began pumping as hard as I could. Lisa thrust her pussy up to meet my forward movements, digging her fingernails into my back. I was thankful that they had jerked me off a few minutes ago, because I knew I would have come almost instantly, and this was getting to be fun! In and out, in and out, until I felt Lisa speeding up her thrusts and her breathing coming short and fast.
Suddenly she threw her legs around my waist squeezing me like she was afraid I would fall off. At the same instant, I could feel my come shooting and shooting and shooting. I could feel my ass jerking and twitching until finally spent. I collapsed on her with my breath coming in deep long gasps. After a few moments Lisa pushed me off.
“If you want to sleep, go find your own pillow!”
I flopped over onto my back, aware of my shrinking cock and the cum dripping down its length. Lisa lay beside me rubbing her titties against my chest, while she stroked my hair. After about five minutes, she jumped up and ran to the pond, diving in. Laura raced up behind her and plunged in beside her. I rolled over and walked to the pond. I eased in, feeling the water envelop my now limp cock. We swam around for several minutes, taking it easy. I wasn’t sure what to do, so just let the twins set the pace. After about a half-hour, they stepped out of the water and walked back to the hollow spot under the tree.
“You go to insult me by giving everything to Lisa?” Complained Laura good naturedly.
Before I could respond, she slid her bikini bottom off, and lay back on the sand. My cock immediately began to respond, and by the time I was positioned between her legs it was at full strength again. Without waiting for prompting, I moved forward with confidence. It was short lived however, when I missed her pussy and slid into the sand under her bottom. I jumped up and raced for the water rinsing the sand off. In an instant I was positioned between her legs once again, moving forward. This time Laura grabbed my throbbing tool and guided it to the correct place. I didn’t even slow down until it was buried to the hilt in her white hot tunnel.
I began pumping with a purpose, slamming into her pussy which in turn was moving up to meet my thrusts with matching eagerness. I pumped as if my life depended on it, faster, faster, faster. This time I didn’t feel the stirring in my balls for what seemed an eternity. Laura began breathing faster and heavier, making funny little squeaking sounds.
“Harder, harder, harder!” she suddenly grunted.
It was as if I was a racehorse who had been hit with a whip. I drove my cock into her like I was trying to crawl inside. After a few moments Laura grabbed me in a bear hug and bit my chest with a sharp little nip. I barely felt it as my cum flooded out. I was so exhausted that I rolled off and onto my back, gasping for breath. Laura lay there panting for breath, grinding her little ass into the sand. Lisa was watching with a funny little grin.
“I’m not sure if it was better to be his first lay, or the second, since Rusty lasted so much longer the second time!” exclaimed Lisa.
“What do you mean, he almost pounded me into the ground!” moaned Laura.
We lay there for several minutes, no one wanting to break the magic spell. Finally, Lisa said we better get cleaned up and put our suits back on in case someone came along. The reality of our situation began to settle in as my limp cock fell to one side. I grabbed for my trunks and jumped into the water. After rinsing the love juice off, I slipped into my trunks. Lisa and Laura plunged into the water grasping their bikinis as they settled below the surface. In a few minutes, they had struggled back into the little scraps of material.
JUST IN TIME! We had barely gotten fully covered when we heard Dad’s car drive up, and Uncle Walt, Aunt Lois, Mom and Dad get out of the car. They had decided to spend the late afternoon at the pond, and have a wiener roast for supper. Dad and Uncle Walt were dressed in swimming trunks, and joined us in the water. We spent the rest of the afternoon splashing water on each other, as well as racing across the pond. About six o’clock, Mom told us we needed to get dressed for dinner. We crawled out of the water, the twins going one way into the trees to dry off and dress, while Uncle Walt, Dad & I went to the other side of the grove. For some reason, dinner tasted better that evening than I could ever remember.
I could hardly wait for the next day to go swimming again. Apparently the twins felt the same way, because they arrived at breakfast dressed for the pond. I could see their bikinis under their blouses and shorts. Lisa said they would pack a picnic lunch so we could stay out for both a morning and afternoon work out. They could be a great help in spotting and timing me during my work out.
After completing my morning chores for Mom, we jumped into the pickup and headed for the pond. I opened the gate, shucked my clothes and dived into the pond, warming up with long easy strokes. The exercise helped me keep my mind off doing it with the twins. They put the picnic cooler in the shade, and got out of their clothes. This time they were dressed in different bikinis, but they still left little for the imagination. I could see their nipples protruding through the thin wispy fabric.
We spent the morning doing a strenuous workout as prescribed by the coach. By noon, I was hungry and truly ready for the lunch the twins had packed. We ate in silence, savoring the roast beef sandwiches. Shortly after lunch I fell asleep in the shade of the big live oak tree. I had probably slept for about an hour when something awoke me. Opening my eyes, I turned my head to see Lisa sitting beside me, but Laura was no where to be seen.
“You going to sleep the whole afternoon away?”
I struggled to sit up but Lisa pressed me back down.
“I’m going to teach you how to get a girl in the mood the right way,” she said.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, you can’t expect girls to pull your pants off for you every time you want to get it can you? Now pay attention to what I’m telling you. What girls want is to be persuaded to do it, not just have somebody jump on and try to stick it in. Now, do you think I am pretty?”
I nodded, but Lisa wasn’t having any of the silent agreement.
“Well, tell me so!” she commanded.
I was a little confused, but decided to follow her instructions; after all, she was older.
“Lisa, you’re about the prettiest girl I have ever seen. I like the way you look in your swimming suit, and you look especially nice the way you move in the water.”
Lisa leaned over me, and kissed me gently on the lips. I was so startled, that I just sat there with my mouth open.
“What’s the matter, haven’t you even kissed a girl before?”
I shook my head, and blushed.
“You’re probably the only boy in this entire town who got to do it before he even kissed a girl. Here, let me show you how to kiss the right way.”
For the next fifteen minutes, she showed me the way she liked to be kissed and how to make contact without bumping noses. Before long I began to get the hang of it. In addition, my pecker liked it doubly as well. It was straining to break out of the bonds of my trunks. I tried to move it into a more comfortable position, but only partially succeeded. Lisa noticed my struggles but didn’t comment other than to say that she thought it was time to move onto the next chapter
“Girls like to be wanted but we want you to be subtle. Don’t just grab and squeeze, kind of work up to it. Here, let’s practice.”
She snuggled up to me and let me kiss her again then took my hands moving them to her back.
“Now, slowly work your way around so you are touching my breasts, but kind of sneak up on it.”
I followed her prompting and even began to get a bit innovative myself. I started by working my fingers under the tiny string tied behind her back and worked slowly around to the front. At last, I could start to feel the swelling at the base of her titty. I played with first one titty and then the other, working closer and closer to her nipples. Lisa responded by kissing me and stroking my back, slowly working around to my belly, just above my throbbing cock. The touch of her fingers sent electric like tingling through my body. I reasoned that if it felt that good to me, it might just feel good to Lisa as well, so I began working my hands down her trim body. Lisa began breathing faster and kissing me harder.
“Oh, I like it, I like it!” she whimpered.
With that encouragement, I slipped my hands behind her back and carefully untied the string of her bikini top. Then gently but slowly, I moved my hands around and began caressing her titties. For an instant her body stiffened slightly, but then she began moaning louder. Suddenly I had an inspiration. I pulled back slightly and began kissing her throat slowly working down to her titties. A second later, I fastened my lips over one of her nipples and began sucking. Lisa went absolutely rigid, sucking in her breath so sharply that I thought I had hurt her. I hesitated for an instant but Lisa pressed my head back against her titty, so I just kept on sucking.
With my head down so low, I decided to dedicate some attention to the rest of her cute little body. I began stroking her legs, first on the outside of her thighs, then slowly working upward and inward. I sensed her spreading her legs, which I took as an invitation to move ahead. In a few minutes, I was stroking her bikini right outside her pussy. She was grinding her bottom into the grass as if she was trying to dig a well. Since I had already taken her top off, I began fumbling with her bottoms. Once again she encouraged me by raising her hips slightly. In less than a second, I had the tiny little piece of cloth laying aside. I pulled back for a bit, staring at her heavenly body.
“Do you like what you see?”
In answer, I kissed her again and began running my fingers through her pussy hair. Slowly I worked my fingers down, down, down. Suddenly, they just slipped in a slick wet warm tunnel. The feeling was indescribable. Lisa obviously liked it as well because the grinding of her little bottom into the grass shifted into high gear.
“Be careful, it is really tender,” she whispered.
I moved carefully, gently probing and moving around. Lisa took my hand and began to move it slightly upward.
“OH! OH! There, right there, do you feel it?”
I could feel something like a small little knob that seemed to send her into orbit. Her bottom was bouncing up and down and her breath was coming in short little gasps. After a few minutes, she relaxed a little and lay back.
“Are you ready to do it again?”
I didn’t need any encouragement. I tore my trunks off, ready to plunge in. Again Lisa held me back.
“Let me help you get ready.” Ready?
I was almost to come right now! Lisa took my pecker in her hand and stroked it gently, running her fingers up and down, and then cradled my balls. Almost instantly, I began shooting my juice into the air. I had to grab her hand and hold it tightly for several seconds because the feeling was so intense that it almost hurt. After I kind of got my breath, and my passion was somewhat subsided, Lisa explained that girls didn’t want to just have the boy shove it in and come off before she had a chance to get something out of it as well. If I was going to be a stud, perhaps I should jerk off before dates so I could last a while. I didn’t tell her that I had jacked off twice since yesterday!
In spite of having just come, my cock was still at a ready state. I decided to take Lisa’s advice, and began to kiss and caress her once again, following pretty much the same routine as earlier. This time I didn’t stop. I pressed Lisa back onto the grass and positioned myself between her legs. Carefully I inched forward hunting for the target. I felt my cock touch her hair, but as I slid forward my cock rode right up onto her belly. Lisa placed her hands on my eager ass cheeks and gently pressed back until I felt my tool start to slide down. Suddenly, Lisa pulled me forward and I felt my cock slide smoothly home.
Lisa hugged me, urging me into action. I responded with enthusiasm, stroking with mounting excitement. Lisa kept pace with my movements, thrusting her bottom into my cock in perfect rhythm. I rode her for what seemed like a few seconds, but it had to be more than a couple of minutes. My passion built slowly owing to the three times I had come since yesterday. I could tell that I was going to come. I felt the beginnings stir in the soles of my feet and in my belly, coming together in my balls. Suddenly my cock began twitching and jerking as I felt my come blasting down the length and spurting into Lisa’s hot pussy. I collapsed on Lisa for a few seconds before rolling off.
“Not on your life, get it back in and kiss me!” commanded Lisa.
I struggled to oblige, finding her pussy once again. We were lying on our sides facing each other, with her leg under me. I kissed her tenderly and ran my hands over her little ass cheeks, caressing and feeling. After several minutes, Lisa rolled away and stood up.
“You’re a good student,” she said.
“Do you think I could go to Jr. Olympics in this event?” I replied laughing.
“I wouldn’t mind being a judge in that event!” she exclaimed.
“Where’s Laura?” I asked.
Lisa smiled and said that they had drawn straws to see who had to coach this meet. She lost, which meant she had to do all the teaching. Tomorrow, Laura would be the coach and I would have the chance to demonstrate how well I had learned the first lesson. With that, she picked up her bikini and trotted off to the pond, diving in. She rinsed herself off then struggled into the suit under the water. I picked up my trunks and stepped into the pool with her, following her actions. Well, the swimming coach was right. If you want to perform well in meets, you have to practice!
Saturday morning dawned chilly and rainy. Dad announced that the Old Folks were going to San Antonio for the day. They were planning to go to a couple of art museums, and cap the day off with an opera. They weren’t planning on being home until midnight, and asked if we wanted to go along. We quickly decided that we would rather stay home and do our thing with other kids in town. Shortly after breakfast, they were on their way.
We talked about what to do for the day. It was too cold to swim at the pond, so we went to the indoor school pool. The coach had made arrangements for me to use the pool whenever it wasn’t fit to swim outdoors. He told me it was essential to stay fit all summer long if I wanted to do my best in the meets next school year. We went to the gym, which was deserted for the summer vacation. We carried our towels and swimming gear in duffel bags so we could change and go to the movies right after lunch without having to come back home.
When we reached the gym, I showed the girls to their dressing room before turning to the boys’ lockers. Before I got there, the twins hollered that the door to the girl’s locker room was locked. I had forgotten that the coach made arrangements to keep the boy’s lockers open for me, but the rest of the school was secured. I told them that they would have to hide in a corner, or come into the boy’s room with me.
“We’re not going to hide out in some dark corner while you have all the luxury of a dressing room,” said Lisa.
After a quick glance around to be sure we were really alone, I opened the door to the locker area and trotted down the stairs with the twins right behind me. I stepped into the area where my locker was located and began taking my clothes off. I could hear Laura & Lisa whispering on the other side of the lockers, but couldn’t understand what they were saying. I hurried to get into my trunks hoping to come around the corner and catch the twins naked again. Ever since I had first seen them naked, I couldn’t seem to get enough of naked girls. Often I tried to get a look down the top of the girl’s blouses, or catch a glimpse of titties through the armhole of sleeveless dresses. Sometimes you could get a good look, but most of the time you only saw the edges of a bra. I stepped around the row of lockers only to see them fully dressed.
“Are you going to swim in your clothes?” I asked tauntingly.
“Go ahead, we will catch up with you later.” Replied Lisa.
I went up to the pool and dived in. I began a strenuous exercise routine, pushing myself as hard as I ever had. The girls didn’t join me for nearly half an hour. Lisa finally showed up and dived right in, swimming strongly. When I asked about Laura, Lisa said she decided not to swim this morning. I was tired enough that she was able to keep up with me as I went through my cool down exercises. It was just about eleven when I said I had finished my workout. Lisa said she was going to do a few more laps, but for me to go ahead. I went to the locker room and shed my wet trunks. Stepping into the shower, I noticed the floor was already wet. I wondered why but thought nothing more about it. A moment later I was feeling the hot water cascading over my body, soothing the tired muscles. I dried off, rubbing my body to a tingly pink.
I quickly dressed, wondering where Laura was. Just as I stepped out from my locker area, there she was. She took my hand and led me toward the coaches’ office complex. When I asked where we were going, she just told me to follow her. Moments later she swung the door open to the first aid room. As we stepped in, she closed the door behind us and snapped the lock.
“Time for the next phase of your education!”
I didn’t know what she meant, so I just stood there waiting. Laura explained that today we were going to start with both of us fully clothed, which was probably the way I would start with most girls from now on. She went to the bed in the infirmary and sat on the edge patting a spot beside her. I sat down, slipping my arm around her waist. Taking the cue from Lisa’s coaching yesterday, I pulled her close to me and whispered into her ear that she looked really great in her outfit. Laura snuggled close to me and replied that she liked the feel of my strong arm around her waist. I turned toward her, putting my other arm around her back and pulling her even closer. I kissed her on the cheek as I stroked her back, running my hands up and down tracing the outline of her bra. Laura responded by running her hands up and down my back in a similar fashion.
I began kissing her on the lips and was immediately rewarded by her eager response. My cock snapped to attention straining to get out of the confinement of my shorts. I pulled away briefly to arrange myself for a little more comfort. Somewhat relieved, I again moved in on Laura. I discovered that her blouse buttoned down the back, so I carefully began unbuttoning them, trying to do it in such a way that she wouldn’t realize what was happening. After several minutes, I had all of them open. I slid my hands under the blouse and began feeling her bare skin.
“Don’t!” Laura exclaimed jerking my hands away.
“Why not?” I exclaimed dumbfounded.
“Its part of your training, if you give up this easy, you sure aren’t going to get very far with any more girls!”
Suddenly I understood, and embraced Laura tightly, pressing forward. This time I tried to be more subtle, sneaking a stroke of her bare back every few seconds.
“You have such smooth skin, I really like to feel such a perfect body,” I whispered in her ear.
Laura responded by kissing me harder than ever before, and pressing her body still closer. I moved my hands under her blouse again, but this time when she said, don’t, I smothered her objection with a kiss and kept my hands where they were.
“Good technique!” she prompted when we broke the kiss.
I went back to kissing her and caressing her back, moving up to the clasp on her bra. Suddenly, I remembered overhearing some of the seniors talking about nibbling on their girl friend’s ears, so I kissed my way to Laura’s ear and began kissing the lobe. She moaned and snuggled in my embrace. Thus encouraged, I began sucking and biting gently while blowing my hot breath on her neck. Laura kept on snuggling and whispering that she liked it. Encouraged even more, I began struggling with her bra. When she said to stop, I did, but didn’t move my hands away, I just kissed her again. A moment later I again struggled with the clasp.
My thoughts went back to a few days after the twins had arrived. Mom asked me to get the clothes out of the dryer and fold them. Among the clothes were two bras that could only have belonged to the twins. I took the opportunity to look at them in detail, feeling the cups and fiddling with the hooks. Hitting upon an idea, I fastened them around a pillow holding it so that the cups faced me. Then, pretending that they were around Lisa or Laura, I began trying to unhook the clasp without looking. Before long, I was able to manipulate them with some degree of skill.
With that practice, a moment later I had the clasp open and the band hanging loose in the back. I began running my hands around the outline of the bra strap in Laura’s skin. I could feel where it had been, and rubbed the crease in her skin. Apparently she liked it, because she began kissing me harder. Then, I felt her tongue pressing against my lips. What was this? Perceiving that she had a lot more experience, I followed her lead and relaxed my lips. In an instant her tongue was in my mouth, flicking against mine, teasing, teasing, teasing. About that same time my exploring hands reached her titties and I began caressing them in earnest. Just like Lisa the day before, Laura stiffened a bit and kissed me even harder.
By now I was feeling quite confident and began tugging at her blouse, trying to pull it off. Laura pulled back just enough to allow me to pull her blouse and bra from between us. An instant later I was kissing and sucking her nipples, alternating from one to the other, aware that she was responding with increasing passion. My hands went under her skirt and started up her thighs. She wasn’t wearing panty hose, so the area was open all the way up to her panties.
I pressed her back against the wall, then so we were lying side by side on the bed. Immediately, I concentrated my lips on her nipples while moving my hands up toward her pussy. When I reached her panties, I simply slid my fingers under the leg band and went right for her love tunnel. I was rewarded by the same hot wet feeling I had experienced with Lisa the day before. With the other hand, I worked her skirt up around her waist and began tugging her panties down.
By now, Laura was no longer the teacher, but almost like putty in my hands. She raised her hips so I could slip her panties off. As I did, I stood up and tore my clothes off. Settling over Laura, I positioned myself for entry.
“Are you ready?”
“Oh yes, yes, do it, do it, do it now, now, now,” she moaned.
I plunged forward, amazing myself by hitting the target the first time. My cock slid all the way in, stopping with a little thump as our hair mingled. I decided to try to go slower than before to enhance the feeling. I moved in and out slowly, trying to move from deep inside her pussy to feeling my cock almost come out. I could feel Laura moving with me, timing herself to meet my movements. I continued pumping slowly, while caressing her titties and kissing her lips, face and ears. Inevitably, I felt my ass begin to tighten up, and seconds later my come shot into her pussy in long intense spurts. Laura moaned in delight, squeezing me as if she were trying to strangle my waist. I collapsed on her panting for breath as I regained my wits. I kissed Laura again.
“Wow, you are a really some teacher,” I exclaimed.
“You are a really good student,” she murmured. “I like teaching you!”
“Id like to take more lesson, my coach tells me that all good athletes took advantage of every opportunity to learn.”
“I’m ready when you are,” Laura giggled.
We took our clothes down to the locker room and showered together. She let me rub her all over with the bar of soap and then she did the same for me. By the time she was finished, my cock was at full mast once again. I was wondering what to do when Lisa stuck her head around the corner of the shower stall.
“Hey! How did the coaching session go?”
“Wow, he is as good a student as you said, he put moves on me like nobody ever has before!” Laura bragged.
“Looks like he still has a few more moves left in him,” Lisa observed.
With that, she took my hand and led me back to the first aid room.
The next three weeks went by way too fast. I worked out every morning, either at the pond or in the gym. After a few days, we decided that one of them per day was about all I could handle on a regular basis. At first I was puzzled when during the second week, Lisa said Laura and I should do it every day for a while. Then, the next week, Laura said Lisa and I could do it every day. They seemed to understand without explanation, but I was puzzled. When I asked why, they just said that some things I could learn for myself and changed the subject.
The night before they left, I decided that I wasn’t going to sleep on the cot in the front porch. After everyone had settled down for the night, I tip toed up to my room. There was room in my double bed for all three of us.