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             JZL11_10C: Sherry Tells All

Usual disclaimer:  This story involves sexual subject matter.  If you
aren't old enough to read this, go home!


JZL is my life story series.  You can find out more about the entire
series at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/jeffzephyr/www/jzlstories.html, and more
of year 11 at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/jeffzephyr/www/jzleleven.html.  This
episode is at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/jeffzephyr/www/JZL11_10_Sitting_in_a_Tree_FUCKING.html.

At eleven, I get to actually experience this thing called sex. - by
Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2000-2002.
	

Coding note: The participants in this story are age twelve, or almost
twelve.  If I was going to tell a fictional story of young love, I'd
advance them to age thirteen.  Why?  Because that makes them
teenagers, not preteens, so they get to use the m and f codes.  But we
were slightly precocious, doing things maybe a year or so ahead of
"schedule."  Yet I think that our interaction was much like that of
teenagers, not little kids.  Real people develop at different speeds,
and some of them mature early.


JZL11_10: Sitting in a Tree on Saturday: F U C K I N G!  
(mf mff oral rom) by Jeff Zephyr


Sherry and Jeff... Sitting in a Tree.  F U C K I N G!  (on Saturday) 
          
JZL11_10C: Sherry Tells All


Sherry leaned back, and Maureen let her do that, just laying by her. 
My girlfriend's pussy was open for me to explore, and I dug in, gently
licking her.  She was still very wet, and I didn't need to go easy on
her at first.  But slow, that was the way we were starting things
today.

Maureen kissed Sherry's nipples, licking up her chest to kiss her
again.  To my surprise, though, she leaned over Sherry and put her
little nipple into Sherry's mouth, and said, "I think we kind of have
to tell our story together.  Most of the time, the stuff Sherry did
she did with me."

Sherry mumbled something, and Maureen giggled.  I could imagine the
sensation, feeling her talking into her girlfriend's breast. I held
Maureen's hand, as I played with Sherry's pussy.  Pulling it
open, looking inside, seeing what was really inside a girl up close
for the first time.  It was different, looking at her pussy, studying
it, instead of trying to touch it and play with it.  Maureen told me
to put my finger into her, and I did that, rubbing around inside her,
feeling the band of flesh blocking easy entry, and making her squirm
as I rubbed the upper side, while rubbing her pussy on the outside and
licking around it, down her legs.  She'd tense up sometimes when I did
that, but just as I had let her have her way with me, she didn't do
anything to move away or stop me.

I wasn't trying to hurt her of course.  I even knew well that those
places were sensitive, and I wanted to be as nice as I could to her. 
I also had to explore her body, try to learn what I could.  Sex Ed
never covered the details of the pussy, or dicks for that matter.  Not
how to touch them pleasingly, not a word about how to lick and kiss
them in the most delightful way.

I expected we'd talk about the past, but instead I got a very direct
lesson about how to handle my girl's pussy.  I'd touched it and kissed
it a lot, it had seemed, when we'd been together before.  Yet it
really had only been twice, and this was the first time we were doing
it deliberately.  I was really happy to learn how to make her happy,
to understand her pussy.  To try to understand how girls felt, what
they liked, what was good to do in sex.

It was easy to get lost in that blissful conversation.  Sherry would
sometimes say, "That feels really nice," but she didn't talk much
because Maureen kept feeding her nipples, swapping from one to the
other.  Maureen directed me, telling me much of their tale.  That part
was really great, too, because she had lots of practice making love to
Sherry, and gave me lots of suggestions for things to try.  Every now
and again, she'd shake and shiver a little as Sherry got her nipple
really good, and she'd squeeze her legs together.  That was
distracting too, because it was really lovely to see her part her
legs, opening up her pussy to my view again.

Then, I'd look back at Sherry's pussy, or up at her face, back and
forth in a kind of orgy of visual delight.  I didn't want to close my
eyes, there was just too much to look at and I was trying to taste and
feel Sherry. 

A lot of it is their story, not mine.  Neither had an experience quite
like mine with the naked babysitter.  Nor had they really picked out
another boyfriend while I was gone.

There were a few incidents which were sensual, naked discoveries, but
really they were all pretty innocent.  They played with boys, but
somehow no kissing nor long hand holding came out of that.

Instead, the summer before last, when I was off discovering the joy of
shared nudity with Debbie, they were learning on their own.  The girls
had been even more casual about nudity when sleeping over than I was
with Jimmy.  It really was like they were sisters.  They'd slept
together, just like I had with my with brother Jack, and they got
naked in their room, just to see how if felt.  Between themselves,
they had no embarrassment about nudity.

Of course, they were both girls.  That was to be expected, being naked
together.  No one even hinted that girls could grow up to like other
girls, at least not in a serious sort of way which nine year olds
would care about.  Or even think about.  That was grown up stuff, and
not things to talk about.  Not from parents, not from peers.

Maureen said, "I discovered making my pussy feel nice by touching
first.  I didn't tell Sherry right off, though.  You know, because it
was a sin to do it, and I didn't know if she'd tell on me or not.  But
she'd figured it out too.  Not as good as I did, but you don't have to
touch there very much to figure out that it is a magical place, and
feels really nice to itch there."

Maureen moved up a little, giving Sherry a chance to talk.  Then she
moved further, to let us look at each other.  She started to talk a
bit, then just watched me.  I watched her face too.  I was licking
her, from the top of her mound down to the bottom, spending a lot of
time on the middle, and listening to them talk. Sherry shivered and
shook as I did this, and I wondered how she could talk.  Then again, I
think that I was reacting a lot to what the girls did, and I managed
to tell a story anyway.

Sherry was talking about her self-discoveries, and I was licking the
same places she'd talk about touching.  "It didn't take me really long
to figure out that every place there was nice to touch," she told me.
"So just keep on doing that, kissing me down there, please."

A year ago she didn't have even fuzzy hair around her pussy, she
explained, and it was still pretty sparse.  Her pussy hair didn't get
it in the way at all, not like Maureen's.  Not that I minded that
hair, I just couldn't help noticing how smooth and silky her skin
felt, all around her pussy.  It was so wet and slick, too, a
combination of both of us, my licking and her responding to it.

`I didn't want to keep this pussy touching thing secret, you know?"
Sherry said.  "It was a nice feeling, but it made me feel guilty.  I'm
not stupid, so I knew that lots of girls really did it.  But I didn't
want to tell Maureen about it.  Then, I caught her."

Maureen giggled, saying "I'd wanted to do more with Sherry before too.
Even before you came back.  You moving back was the best thing,
because all of a sudden we had a serious boyfriend again.  Oh, you
were Sherry's.  Right off, though, Sherry let you and me kiss and hold
hands, so it was like you were my boyfriend too."

"Anyway," Sherry interrupted, trying to get her story out, "Maureen
was in bed with me and wiggling.  Shaking the sheets, oh, this would
be in spring or so, but hot weather, so we only had nightgowns on and
sheets over us.  I was trying to sleep, and almost said something..."

"But I sighed, and you knew what I was doing.  You've told me so over
and over," Maureen said.

"I still said something.  I just waited until you were about to come. 
Then, I poked you and said, `Maureen, are you playing with yourself?'"

Maureen giggled.  Then, she kissed Sherry, and they held that kiss for
a while.  I took this chance to really suck on Sherry's clit, which
was sticking up now, really visible, pretty pink thing that it was,
her whole pussy showed an interesting change in color.   Sherry
squeezed her legs around my head, then let me go.  It wasn't enough to
hurt, but it did surprise me enough to make me stop licking.

"Oh, that was really good!" Sherry said.  "Do it again, please."    I
did, and somehow she was able to continue telling her story, though
she paused for a minute or two, and I slowed down a bit.

 "Maureen didn't stop when I asked that, she was coming.  It was too
late, and she just did it.  She was so embarrassed about it.  I mean,
I knew, and she kind of wanted me to know about masturbating.  So that
was OK.  But you'll never guess what she wanted me to do to make up
for scaring her like that."

Maureen said, "I was so into it then, it was like having my parents
pop in on me.  I was really mad.  But you did make up for it."

"Yeah, Maureen told me to do it.   I didn't want to.  Well . . .  OK,
I did I guess. I was feeling like I wanted to do it.  But it was still
embarrassing.  So I didn't do it for a long time.  Maureen kept
teasing me about it, saying I was chicken.  She got me to say that I
knew about doing it, and then she just wouldn't let me go to sleep
until I did."

"She was really nice about it too," Maureen explained. "OK, the lights
were off, but I held her, hugging behind her neck, and just let her do
it.  Once Sherry got into it, she was really nice.  Quiet, she didn't
make much sound, but I knew.  She did it all the way, just for me."

I slowed down my licking.  Maureen said, "Lick all around, not just on
her pussy.  There are lots of good kissing spots down there."  I
thought Sherry was close to coming, and I wanted her to go on with the
story.  I wasn't sure if she could do it after coming.  It was hard
for me, and besides, we had lots of time.

Masturbating while laying next to each other was like what I'd done
with Jimmy, so I was even with them in that experience.  They'd done
that a little earlier, but I knew that sometimes girls matured faster
than boys.  They did it more times, and spent some time staying naked
when they changed clothes together.

Then, I moved back.  It was strange and exciting to hear what they
were thinking about me.  I'd thought about getting naked with them and
doing things, yet I was afraid to ask them outright to do it.  I'd
hinted, and they'd got the hint.  If I'd been around them more last
summer instead of off on vacation, we might have even explored those
naked playing ideas together.

"We would play together, in our room, especially on sleep-overs. 
Which was getting to be most nights, especially in summer.  Pretty
much once school ended," Maureen explained, "we could sleep together
all of the time.  But even before that, our parents let us sleep over
on school nights and most weekends."

Sherry said, "We talked about doing things with you.  A lot. 
Especially after that talk about sex ed and masturbation after school.
Maureen dared me to sleep naked.  It was hot enough, and my room
locks.  Mom is nice about that.  I said, `I wish Jeff was here, so he
could get naked with us too.'  But you know, I didn't think we'd
really do that.  It was nice to think about though.  Anyway, we just
lay around naked, listened to music, and talked.  Then we slept, and
we were all cuddled together.  Naked.  Maureen had her hand between my
legs, but it was just there.  Not rubbing, just there.  When we woke
up, we got dressed, but really slow.  I was thinking about that,
getting touched there. On my pussy, but I didn't dare think of it like
that.  It was just the place between my legs, you know?"

"I wanted to touch her pussy more," Maureen added.  "I hadn't told her
what happened to me, the really special thing.  Even though Sherry was
my best friend, I still couldn't tell her about that."

"What?" I asked.  Sherry groaned, obviously wanting me to lick rather
than talk.  But we were having a sex conversation, not just sex. 
She'd done it to me often enough today.

Sherry said, "That is Maureen's story.  I wasn't ready yet to hear
about it either, I don't think so anyway.  Just so you won't worry, it
was about her cousin, her girl cousin, who got naked with her and
touched her while she was sleeping.  She'll tell us all about that
part later.

"The important thing was that Maureen was thinking about making love. 
To you, and to me.  Well, to me as practice for doing it with you, but
mostly just to see what it was all about.  Mostly, just kissing and
touching while naked."

Maureen said, "It was pretty easy to get started on that too.  Once
you were gone for the summer, we kept thinking about you.  We were
sleeping naked all the time.  I knew you did that a lot too, or wanted
to.  It was just easy to pretend that one of us was the boy, playing
you, and we'd get all into it.  Like we were on a date.  Or married. 
Or getting ready to make out.  To fuck."

"Maureen, we didn't get that far!  Not before we were doing it, doing
more to each other."

"OK, I suppose I should try to explain it all."  And she did.  Things
went really slow.  They got comfortable playing naked together, and
did `research' in magazines and at the library about how girls turned
into women.  It was a bit easier to find naked pictures of women in
the right magazines than men, let alone boys.  But that didn't matter
too much, not for what they were doing together.

"One night we were kissing.  Oh, we'd been kissing like we kissed you,
lips touching, that's all, for a long time.  That wasn't new.  And I
said, `Let's do a real kiss.  Come on, kiss me Jeff!' And Maureen just
did it, tongue into my mouth."

"I was laying beside her, then moved to lie on top of her.  We were
still both naked, and it just felt really amazing.  Hotter than hell,
if you'll pardon the language.  It was very, terribly, awesomely,
awesome."

They kept playing that game.  By the end of the week, they'd kissed on
the neck, kissed hands, kissed navels.  Then, they tried kissing
nipples.

Maureen said, "It was really fun, but strange, how we were doing that.
It was like you were there kissing us, touching us.  But tit tip
kissing, nipple licking, that hit my pussy even more than just kissing
on the mouth.  So I put my finger in my pussy, as Sherry licked me."

"So I noticed that, and put my fingers on her pussy too.  I rubbed
her, trying to touch her how I like to be touched.  She got her finger
all the way in.  She'd told me about doing that, but that is her story
too.  I didn't want that yet.  I mean, she wasn't a virgin, not
really, not after she'd fucked herself like she did.  That was why it
didn't hurt when you did it with her.  I wanted to wait, let my
boyfriend, my husband, do that to me.  You know, like you're supposed
to?"

"Well," Maureen answered her rhetorical question, "We'd already
figured out that we don't always have to do what we're `supposed to'. 
If we were doing that, you and I wouldn't be in bed all the time,
sucking on each other and kissing all over."

"I know.  But still, I worry about that a bit.  It might hurt."

"It isn't that bad.  Anyway, you have a boyfriend today so you can
find out how nice it can be, right?"

"Err . . .  OK.  Anyway," Sherry went on with her story, "Between my
nipple sucking, and it felt nice when they got hard in my mouth, and
our playing with her pussy, I made her orgasm.  Not just her doing it,
this time I was helping. Doing most of it.  Well, she had to do me
back."

"Only I decided to lick her pussy too," Maureen explained.  "She
didn't want to do that back to me, not for a week.  But I kept on
doing her every night.  I had a little hair down there, and she didn't
like that."

"Only the first couple of times.  Then I got used to it.  Well, after
that, we kept on doing it all summer long.  One of us would come, then
the other.  We were up all night making love, and my mom was great
about letting us sleep in.  It was a perfect summer."

"OK," Maureen said, "I kind of wished you were around to be with us,
Jeff.  By the end of summer we quit playing the pretend-boyfriend
game, and just did it to each other.  Like girlfriends, real Lesbian
girlfriends.  I wasn't sure what people would think of that. 
Especially you, Jeff."

"So, when you told us last year about your summertime girls not being
normal girls but Lesbians, that scared me," Sherry said.  "I was
almost ready to tell you the whole story but I didn't know how you
would take it.  Perhaps you'd think we were freaks.  Maybe.  I hoped
you wouldn't.  I still liked you, loved you a lot."

Maureen said, "Then winter came along, and it was too cold to think
about playing like that, naked outside with you.  Annie was being nice
to you, and then that Jody came along."

"It isn't like Jody was really mean, not like that," Sherry said.  "I
even kind of hoped you'd get along with her.  I mean, if Maureen and I
were going to be lovers forever, maybe it was best if you had a new
girlfriend to be with.  But even when Jody was kissing you and teasing
you, and you liked her so much, you never quit on us."

"I always liked you," I said.  "I just hoped for a girl to do
something more with, to kiss at least."

Sherry said, "I really wanted to be that girl too.  After that
Valentine's Day massacre...  incident..." She giggled, even though it
wasn't so funny to me, especially when Jody basically told me to get
lost. "Well, it was nice to kiss you just a little harder.  It was
still cold, too cold to find a place to play and do more.  I told
Maureen, though, that maybe when it got warm we might kiss like when
we were naked together.

"Except that I knew what I felt about kissing.  It went straight to my
pussy.  Even the cold didn't stop that.  I got Maureen in my room and
gave her a Valentine's kiss, playing at being you again.  All over,
all night long.  Mom let her sleep over that night.  That whole
weekend too.  God, I was thinking about seeing you and her together. 
Doing it with you.  At least, getting naked and kissing you."

I wanted to hear more, but Maureen was rubbing the palm of my hand,
fast rubs.  A sign, I thought, of how to treat Sherry now.  I said, "I
love you a lot, my Sherry girl.  Let me love you, lick you all up."

Then I did it.  She was really totally ready for it, and I just licked
and sucked her pussy hard.  She spread her legs open wider and pushed
up into my face.  Maureen was kissing her nipples now, and together I
knew we were making her feel really good.  I left one finger pressing
into her vagina, rubbing hard but not too deep.

I felt her come, shaking, pushing her pussy hard into my mouth.  I
sucked her clit hard between my lips, and just held on until she
slowed down.  Then I licked her some more.  She tasted divine, better
than candy.  I would have kept on but Sherry said, "It is Maureen's
turn now."

I moved to lick Sherry's pussy some more anyway, and she leaned back
so I could do that.  Maureen started her conversation then, with her
kissing Sherry, holding breasts.

I moved up to kiss Sherry, letting her taste herself as we licked each
other's tongues.  We really did that, not quite just kissing but
actually licking faces and lips, before we moved into a hot wet kiss. 
Maureen joined in, kissing me on the neck, and then we took turns
swapping who was kissing whose lips.


-- 
Copyright by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2002.

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