John Kellerman - Sex slave virgins

"I dare you," Teresa said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Mary swallowed and found her mouth dry. But the clerk had gone in back to hunt for the film Mary had asked for. She stepped behind the counter, opened the glass case and quickly stuffed a long, cardboard box into her beach bag. When the man came back, the two of them were standing innocently by the cash register.

"Sorry, Miss, I don't have any pictures for anyone by the name of Carter."

"Thanks anyway," Mary said, moving towards the door. She didn't want to spend another minute in that place. She felt all tingly and breathless and when Teresa giggled as they went out, Mary gave her a push.

"You always try to mess me up," she said, laughing now that they pulled off the small theft successfully.

Both girls were wearing bikinis and a boy in a car gave a little honk as he passed them. They'd taken the bus to the small beach town at the end of the line, something they often did during the summer. Teresa was Mary's best friend. And during most of that friendship, they took turns daring each other to new and ridiculous feats. Mary tossed her blonde hair back from her face and tried to relax. It was the first time she'd actually stolen something. But more than that, she was nervous over what she'd taken from inside the glass case.

"I can't wait to see it," Teresa whispered. She was half a head taller than Mary, a leggy, raven-haired girl with a near perfect figure. Her tits were about the size of oranges and they rode high and firm on her chest. The skimpy bikini top cut low across her perfect jugs.

Mary wasn't so well endowed when it came to tit size. Nor did she have the willowy limbs and loose way of walking that Teresa had developed. Mary was a natural blonde with a round face and short nose. Freckles seemed to be spattered everywhere on her body. The cups of her bikini weren't nearly so large as Teresa's. But they didn't have to be. Mary's tits were small, white and soft, hardly large enough to be called more than swells. But her nipples were especially sensitive. The tiny pink nubs were a constant pleasure to Mary. On her fourteenth birthday she'd discovered that a little soapy water and the palm of her hand could make her breathlessly excited. And touching them always had an incredible effect upon her cunt. Now she was a bit older and though her breasts had not grown much, her nipples had become somewhat larger and lots more sensitive. A week before, she'd actually made herself come by massaging and pinching her nipples. She hadn't told Teresa yet.

"Ohhh, let me see it!" her dark-haired friend hissed.

"Not here. Let's get down to the beach."

It was the middle of the week, so there wasn't a crowd. The girls walked to where they'd spread a blanket and put up their rented umbrella. As soon as they'd plopped down in the shade, Teresa had her hand in Mary's beach bag. She tore the end from the long, narrow box and slipped the object into her palm. She was trembling and her obvious excitement was working on Mary, too.

"God, look how long it is." Teresa licked her lips. "A girl couldn't get it inside her that far, could she?"

"I don't know. I've never had anything inside me bigger than my finger. And that kind of stung."

Teresa looked up and down the beach. But they were close enough to the water that the umbrella hid them from anyone but a surfer who might come head-on through the waves.

"I've just got to try it, Mary," Teresa breathed, pushing her long black hair back.

"Here?"

"Give me some of your baby oil." Teresa had unscrewed the base and was looking inside. "It's even got batteries. Oh, shit, can you believe how lucky we are to get hold of this little gadget?"

Mary wasn't so sure. Just looking at the smooth, ivory-colored vibrator made her nervous. It seemed so large, too large to ever fit into any girl's body, much less into Teresa's. Her friend had slim, almost boyish hips, and Mary remembered the times she'd seen her with her panties off. Her cunt wasn't very large.

But already Teresa was stretching the crotch band of dark blue nylon to one side to expose her pussy-lips. Her curly black cunt-hair was matted wetly to her white skin. As she opened her thighs, her cunt-flaps parted and Mary could see the more delicate flesh hidden deeper inside. Teresa was glossy with moisture and a musky scent wafted to Mary's nose.

"Here goes," the lanky girl said, biting her lip as she cased the rounded tip of the vibrator between her cunt-lips. There was a wet sound as she moved it up and down.

"Well, what does it feel like?" Mary wanted to know.

"Nothing much yet. Maybe I should turn it on."

When the vibrator began to hum, Teresa let out a groan and Mary watched her hips move forward and back. Teresa's hand was shaking as she guided the buzzing tip of the thing up and down in the slippery flesh of her exposed pussy.

"God… ohhhhh, God damn!"

"What's happening?" Mary's heart was pounding as she watched Teresa excite herself. She couldn't help but wonder how that thing would feel inside her own youthful pussy.

"It's making all sorts of tingling sensations go all over me!" Teresa closed her eyes and let the tip of the thing slip across her dit, then lower. Mary saw her folds open, saw an inch of the white plastic disappear. Though she had heard Teresa brag that she wasn't a virgin anymore, she had never really understood exactly what that meant. Now she could see. Because Teresa was trembling as she grasped the long, slender vibrator with both hands and forced it deeper. Miraculously, it seemed, the thing slid up into her glistening pink flesh. Mary hadn't even seen the hole. But there was one! It was stretching out around the vibrator as Teresa dipped her hips and let out a low moan.

"God in heaven, that's nice."

"It doesn't hurt?"

"No. Not much, anyhow. It's stretching me a little. Ohhh, ohhhhh, Mary, you've just got to try this." Teresa smiled. "I dare you."

"I took the last dare. It's my turn to dare you."

"Sure." Teresa had withdrawn the vibrator and was sliding it back inside her again. Mary watched with interest. It was blowing her mind that there was that much room up inside her willowy friend's cunt. That meant that with her own plushly curved shape, she had at least that much room, maybe more. Mary smiled, thinking of how she had small tits and a more mature ass and thighs, whereas Teresa was slender everywhere except for her tits. But since both of them got lots of looks from the opposite sex, Mary knew that Mother Nature hadn't shorted either of them all that much.

"… heavenly," Teresa panted, fucking herself with the vibrator.

"You asked for a dare," Mary said. "And I've got one for you."

"Uhhh, ohhhhh, Mary, wait just a second. I think I'm gonna come!"

Teresa flopped back on the blanket, her knees bent, her thighs open wide now as she penetrated her young cunt again and again, her fingers trembling on the base of the vibrator. Mary could see how her cunt-muscles were constricting around the shape. It excited her, made her own soft cunt tense up. It was already very wet, slippery, hot. She had a crazy desire to pull her bikini to one side and rub her finger up and down her slit. She'd done it a few times in the past, but always felt too guilty to continue until she came. Since rubbing her nipples had nearly the same effect, she'd used that method to find peace and release from the sexual tensions of her youth. Just petting her titties didn't seem nearly so naughty as finger-fucking.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, Mary, here it comes! I'm burning up! I'm itching something crazy. I can't scratch it enough."