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Chapter 10

The VD test on Marge came back negative, and that night they decided to celebrate by letting Walter take Eva's virginity. Earlier in the day, Walter and Florrie had blood tests of their own taken, and with a paper showing the negative results, had applied for a marriage license.

They had supper in a restaurant that night, then went back to the apartment. Marge and Eva showered in the tub-shower, while Walter and Florrie showered in the stall shower in his private bathroom. As he felt the raven-haired woman touch him all over and enhance his mood, Walter decided to move from this apartment and take a house in a nearby suburb where their privacy would be insured.

After the showers, after he and Florrie had dried one another off, the two nakedly stepped into Walter's bedroom where the girls were lying in bed, waiting for them.

"This time, I'll watch," Florrie told him.

"But in the future, I want to be a participant." She had chosen to watch because she didn't want to distract Walter when he began deflowering Eva. It could be painful, and if he concentrated on it properly, Eva's cherry would be broken quickly, and she would be able to enjoy the rest of the fuck. Once Walter's cock was inside Eva's body, Florrie intended pulling Marge away, as well, so there would be no distractions.

There was a large, overstuffed chair off to the side, and Florrie settled her lush, full, naked body into it. Her round breasts bobbled as she sat back, as if the nipples were eyeballs intent on watching everything.

Eva lay back, while Marge stood near the bed, and both girls were panting. Eva could feel the tension building in her.

"Don't be afraid, Eva," Walter whispered to her, glad this was all out in the open. Hiding what he had been doing with the girls from their mother had made him feel like a hypocrite, especially since he had told Florrie he'd intended fucking them, anyway. It was only an innate consideration he'd felt for her that had kept him from telling her what he'd done with them. Now it was all over. Now, Florrie seemed happy he was going to fuck her twelve-year-old.

Looking down at the young girl's body, he had to admit she was better-developed than most girls her age. He loved the pinkish-brown color of her dollar-sized aureole, each surrounding a solid nipple, already half swollen in anticipation. Each breast looked like a small white balloon, full, round, and delectable to look at even while she was lying back.

Marge was sitting at the foot of the bed, staring at her sister's body, admitting to herself Eva was starting to round out nicely. But as far as she was concerned, she was still built better.

"Hey, keep those thighs apart," the blonde girl teased, rubbing her sister's inner thighs. "I mean, let's all get a look at the treasure you keep there."

They all stared at the bare pout of Eva's tight little pussy, seeing the lush folds of pink labial flesh peeping out. Moisture was already wetting the pink wavy line of her inner lips.

Walter stared, breathing heavily, all but letting his tongue hang out. He watched as Marge leaned forward and kissed the top of her sister's left thigh. Florrie watched too, almost tempted to tell Marge to stop, but restraining herself when she saw the smile on Eva's face. She had come this far with the girls. What was so bad about each of them learning to make the other happy when there was no man around.

Eva shivered as Marge continued kissing her thigh. Walter leaned forward and kissed the twelve-year-old flush on the mouth. His tongue inserted itself into Eva's mouth, and after awhile she got the idea. Soon their tongues were leaping from mouth to mouth, fencing back and forth.

Meanwhile, Marge continued rubbing the flat of her hand against her younger sister's pudgy thigh, smoothing the way across the soft flesh, noting Eva was responding by opening her thighs even wider. Marge's fingers moved slowly to the pink center of Eva's honeyed slash, and she saw the younger girl's pussylips tremble with expectation. She touched Eva lightly on her sticky labia, feeling her sister tremble even more, and when she rubbed the flat of her hand up and down in that simmering center, Eva writhed and squirmed as the passion began building up in her. This was reflected in the stronger way she was kissing Walter.

In the incandescent light of the room, Florrie could see her younger daughter's creamy breasts rising and falling as her pinkish-brown nipples continued expanding. The sight affected Florrie, who began massaging her own chocolate nipples, causing them to grow and expand.

Walter, looking down at Eva's bullet-like nipples, took his mouth from hers, and slowly moved his lips down until they were encircling the girl's right nipple. Eva sighed, feeling the wet warmth of his mouth play on the nipple. She writhed and wriggled, forgetting about Marge and her on-looking mother. Her eyes were shining and glassy as her aching body felt bloated with passionate desire. Florrie watched the reactions of the trio on the bed, and she felt herself getting hotter and hotter. She watched Walter's oral digit lick across the full-grown nubbin of her daughter's tingling nipple before taking it between his teeth and lightly chewing on it.

Marge pushed a finger into her sister's tight, virgin pussy, worming it around and around in the girl's maiden tightness. She could hear the liquid sucking sounds made by Eva's vaginal walls as her finger rotated within. Like all the female members of her family, Eva lubricated heavily. Her sucking vaginal cave was a burning grotto of pooled sensuousness as her ass began bouncing on the bed. Marge continued pushing her finger deeper, seeking to feel the membrane only recently removed from her own vaginal interior. She felt the slick flood of heavy, viscous oil, lubricating the way for her penetrating finger. And as her manual digit pushed in, working from side to side, she felt Eva's walls widening a little, and she knew her sister would experience much less pain than she had felt. For this, she was glad.

When she finally touched the delicate tissue barrier, her sister jumped a little, and she instantly pulled her finger back. Then she began sawing it in and out, making Eva sensuously tremble.

Eva's loud panting urged Walter to suck harder as his mouth filled with her bloated little breast. He sucked for a few moments longer, then let his tongue lap down along the front of her trembling, girlish body. He licked avidly, and Eva wriggled all the more, enjoying every little thing he and her sister were doing to her.

Marge, seeing what he was doing, grabbed two pillows from the head of the bed, and shoved them under Eva's buttocks, raising them. Now the brown-haired girl was bent like an arch, with her head and feet dangling, but with her bare cunt thrust straight up, revealing the lush pinkness of her virginal temple within.

Florrie saw her cousin's mouth water as he stared into the delightful leaking center of Eva's hot snatch. She also saw the look of envy on Marge's face, and decided it wouldn't hurt to let Walter lap the two vaginas at once. Marge was entitled to get something from this, too.

"Wait," Florrie told him, standing up.

Walking over to them, she had Marge sit on Eva's belly, facing away from her sister, keeping her weight on her knees which were pressing into the bed on either side of Eva. Florrie lined up the two vaginas so it appeared they were almost one. Marge felt a strange, tickling sense of heated warmth flood through her body as Eva's bare pelvis pressed against the cheeks of her buttocks. Now she became more heated than ever, feeling her own juices start to boil and bubble.

"Now," Florrie told Walter, smiling at him, "you can have a double feast."

Walter, who had still been a little uncertain how Florrie would react when she saw him nakedly fucking her two daughters, was now convinced of Florrie's sincerity, when she claimed she wanted him to fuck her two daughters. He slowly approached the two vaginas, staring into their two centers. Christ! This was better than anything he might have thought up by himself. He could see Eva had the more pouting pussy lips, but Marge's seemed to quiver more, and were wetter. Marge's were also a richer pink.

His face was right up against Marge's vagina, the one on top, and he could smell the faint, delicate, natural aromatic scent within. As its essence curled through his nostrils, he felt a wave of giddiness pass through him and he had to shake his head to get rid of it. Christ! It smelled just as good now as it had the first time he'd licked it…

His nose moved a little lower and he inhaled the delicious aroma emanating from Eva's young, hairless cunt. It too, smelled as if a floral bouquet were growing somewhere inside. It was a slightly stronger essence than the delicate fragrance wafting from Marge's cunt, yet it was just as tantalizing.

Marge felt her cousin's face coming closer and recalled how delightful it had been when he'd first lapped her cunt. God! This was a man who really knew how to make a girl happy.

And then Walter's face sank into the deep crack of Marge's seething vagina, pressing his nose and lips between her anxious, wide-open labia, licking up the sweet flavor her pussy emitted. His anxious tongue flicked up and down, dredging out the hidden juices inside the girl, and it took all of Marge's willpower not to start bouncing.

Florrie could see how much Walter was enjoying himself, and pictured all the things he would do once his face was pushed between her own loins. Right now, let her daughters enjoy him. Walter was a strong man with enough for all of them. And when the girls eventually left the roost to become wives themselves, she, Florrie, would have Walter all to herself, and she would enjoy him even more… with a friend or two of his joining in now and again.

Walter lapped avidly, enjoying the pressure on his tongue as it slid into the frothing, foaming pussy only now beginning to emit a heavy abundance of oil. He lapped wildly, then let his tongue slither straight down into the steaming vagina of young Eva.

"Eeeee!" Eva gasped, jamming a fist into her mouth to keep herself from screaming any louder. The thrills of her cousin's working tongue, slavering up and down, lapping through her burning center, made her realize she was only on the threshold of delight.

Walter was enjoying himself as never before. The two young pussies were nectar to his anxious tongue, and he lapped wildly, licking one, then the other, letting his tongue begin at the bottom of Eva's, then licking all the way up to the top of Marge's, slurping all the juice from both on the way.

His tongue began dancing over both clitorises, tapping them fervently, enjoying the way both enlarged and broadened. Both girls felt his tongue slide into them, one at a time, and scoop out the reserves of oil they were manufacturing.

Walter lapped at Eva's pussy again, continuing to enjoy the river of cunt water flowing from inside her. He noticed the younger girl had a slightly longer clitoris than her sister, and pulled it between his lips, whipping it with his tongue and making Eva scream with unadulterated delight. Eva's young thighs reached out, trying to clutch his face between them. He responded by pushing his fingers under her and squeezing her rubbery asscheeks. The girl's pillow-like flesh surrendered to his kneading fingers, and he felt her buck insanely, letting him know he was really getting to her.

To Walter, this was nirvana. It had never occurred to him to lap two vaginas at the same time. And lapping two such wonderfully tasty pussies was really something fantastic. Two raw, liquid filled, fragrant, clam-like interiors with aromatic scents designed to make a man think he was in paradise.

Marge felt him push his face against her teeming young vagina, pressing his tongue all the way into her as if trying to fuck her with it. She could feel her lubrication pouring out, drenching his face, running down her thighs, dripping onto her sister's bare pelvis.

His tongue returned to licking her clitoris, and Marge shivered, completely out of control. His moving tongue was really getting to her, making her feel as if she were aflame with anxious thrills. He squashed the flat of his lapping tongue against her extended pink bead, and she vibrated insanely as his thumb slid into her tight center. In order to gain leverage, he shoved his middle finger into the tightness of Eva's hairless nookie. He kept shoving the finger deeper until he could feel the younger girl's tender hymen. The pressure of his hand made the two girls bounce insanely, and only Marge's maintaining her weight on her knees kept her from breaking her sister's young pelvis with her bouncing ass.

"Wowwww!" Eva screamed, bouncing her round asscheeks up and down on the pillows beneath. The very force of her coming down so hard each time made the bedsprings creak their protest.

Marge's flatter ass was corkscrewing around the thumb he had embedded in her pussy, though his face between her thighs kept her from bouncing too much. When he pulled his thumb out, he replaced it with his lashing tongue, sinking it as far into her sodden cunt as it would go. She was tightening her thighs around his face, feeling his clean shaven cheeks moving back and forth as his tongue continued lapping in and out of her. She began a series of wild, almost horizontal shuddering, feeling him slice his wicked tongue through the thrilling interior of her flaming pussy. The only time he would pull his tongue out would be to lap at her small, swollen clitoris. Her thighs were putting more and more pressure on his skull, as if trying to crack it like some oversized eggshell.

And then her body became totally rigid. She shoved both hands into the bed on either side of Eva, behind her as she screamed a loud, "AAAH!"

She came with maddening spurts, jetting lubrication into her cousin's sweat slick face.

"Enough!" Florrie called out. "Now do what you set out to do with Eva."

Marge rolled off her sister's body, falling to the floor, then coming up on her feet. She stared at Walter's hard cock, noting it was longer, thicker, and more blood-filled than ever before. That was the cock she had sucked on, and would, in all likelihood suck on it again, though she knew it would fill her cunt and her asshole, as well. But now she could see how anxious he was to drill into Eva's tight little well. Secretly, she wanted to see him do it, wondering what a cock going into a cunt looked like. Her sister's tiny slash was dripping with anxiety, a stunning pink gash cut into the fulcrum between her delicate thighs. The pouting lips seemed to tease Walter, urging him to sink his pole inside.

Walter's brain was a series of licentious pictures as he kneeled between Eva's tender, girlish thighs. He waited while Florrie grabbed one thigh and pulled, and Marge tugged on the other. His hungry eyes feasted on the sight of the rich cunt.

"Go on," Florrie insisted. "Fuck my daughter, Walter. Fuck her, take her virginity, just as you wanted to take mine, years ago. This is the chance you have been waiting for. When you fuck Eva, you fuck me. Do it, Walter!"

Walter moved himself forward, guiding his cock straight ahead. Yes, Florrie was right. Fucking Eva, taking her cherry, would make up for his not having taken Florrie's.

The aroused purple knob was parting the inner lips, and he could feel their rich, pink, wet tightness surround the heavy glans. Eva shuddered with anticipation, gasping, knowing there would have to be some pain. But just as the pain had disappeared when his cock had penetrated her asshole, so it would quickly disappear once his steam-pole was totally buried In her tight box. Her youthful, bobbling breasts seemed more alive and shimmering than ever, for though her mind refused to accept what was happening, her body was eagerly looking forward to it.

Slowly, gently, the thick prick wedged its way into her tight, seething channel, moving deeper and deeper into the tight, squeezing, rubbery entrance of her steaming vagina. Her thighs were already adjusting, pressing against his hips, unconsciously attempting to pull him into her girlish body. He moved forward a bit more, adjusting his cock once to make certain it was heading straight in, inching the mighty pole ever deeper. Eva squirmed feeling the pain, but refusing to cry out. The pain in her rectum had been far worse when this same cock had widened it.

Florrie looked at her daughter's face, hoping the girl didn't feel the same kind of pain she had felt the first time a cock had entered her. Her lover, the father of the two girls, had been a mere boy himself at the time, and had been totally inexperienced. As a result, there had been more pain than was necessary.

Eva suddenly realized the pain was more an annoyance than a hurt. For some reason, her vaginal walls were far more elastic than her anal tunnel, and they seemed to stretch with almost no pain whatsoever.

"Annnhh… " she gasped, her body leaping a little as the blunted point of his throbbing cock touched her elastic hymen.

And then the pole, still pushing gently forward, was tearing her hymen as easily as if it were made of tissue paper. Eva felt a sting, but no strong pain. She began writhing and churning as he ploughed all the way into her, but it wasn't because of pain. The pleasure she was feeling was suddenly so overpowering, she believed an orgasm was very near. The burning, crushing clutch of her vagina tightly clasped his cock, squeezing it more and more tightly.

Florrie, standing behind them, saw her husband-to-be's cock was buried in Eva's cunt, right to the testicles, and she shuddered, remembering how wonderful it had felt when that same cock had been stuffed inside her.

"Fuck me, Cousin Walter," Eva begged. "It feels good. Fuck me, and fuck me, and fuck me."

Florrie motioned to Marge, beckoning her to come out of the room with her. What was left belonged to Walter and Eva. Eva had a right to enjoy her defloration by herself.

Slowly, carefully, not wanting to cause Eva pain, Walter tugged his mighty siege engine back, easing it out of the twelve-year-old's pussy, then he slowly pushed it back in. He used long, lengthy strokes, moving in and out with faster thrusts as time passed. How he managed to keep his sperm inside him all this time was a mystery to him, because the pressure of Eva's vagina was overpowering. More than once he had to shift and change his position to keep himself from coming before the girl. He had to make Eva come first.

"I can feel it," Eva was gasping. "Keep going, Cousin Walter. Keep going. I'm almost there. Yes, yes, yes… "

Her eager, screaming voice made Walter slam his throbbing cock all the way into her tight vagina. Neither of them heard Marge and Florrie walk out of the room.

Walter was ramming his stiff cock almost all the way into the young girl's body. In another year or two she would be deep enough to take all of him. For now, it was enough to feel how wonderfully tight she seemed.

He was fucking wildly, insanely, feeling her burning cunt solidly grip his thrusting pole. Christ! The girl was a living pool of quicksand, sucking him deeper and deeper into her.

Eva threw her body up against his, taking as much of his length as would fit into her. Her young loins tightly clutched Walter between them.

Walter knew there was no way he could hold back any longer. He could feel the heavy rumbling in his balls, and he knew the time for his orgasm had arrived. The sperm began rolling inside him, running up into the tube in the underside of his throbbing penis, and then it was out of him, blasting into the tight, crushing container of the girl's tight vagina.

"Yyyaaarrrgghh!" he screamed, spouting great geysers of white fluid into the little girl's flooding cunt. More and more of the foaming sperm poured into Eva's young body, splattering her vaginal interior, inundating her young cervix, enhancing the thrills building up inside her tender body.

Eva, feeling the steaming fluid burn through her, anxiously pumped her young body higher and higher, aching to feel the throbbing sensation of her own mounting orgasm.

She worked her body against his until the ever-growing thrill slammed into her with the force of a dynamite blast.

"Eeeeyyy aagghh!" she screamed, wildly bucking, her thighs clutching Walter all the more tightly…

"Eva, Eva, Eva," he gasped. "You're… uhhh… wonderfullll…"

"So… are… you… " she just barely managed to gasp, cresting the wave of her climax. "Golly… this is only the beginning…"

"Yes," Walter gasped in assurance. "This is only the beginning… "

And out in the hallway, Florrie shut the door and turned to Marge, smiling, as she said "This is only the beginning."