Cathy grinned. "I guess so! Then what?"
"Daddy tried to get Mommy to suck his thing. But she wouldn't. So he got mad. He got kind of rough with her."
"What did he do?"
"He pushed Mommy onto her stomach, across an arm of the sofa, and he fucked her from in back, the way Pedro fucked you today," Beth said. "But not up her asshole. Just in the regular place."
"Wow," Cathy exclaimed. "You watched all that?"
"Sure. That's what made me so afraid of getting fucked. It looked so fierce, as if it would really hurt a girl."
"Was Mother complaining?"
Beth giggled. "Gosh, no! She grooved on it."
"Well, there you are," Cathy said with a shrug. "I like it, too. So will you, as soon as you get over the first hurt. Of course, I'm not going to tell you to let a guy do it. Mother would kill me."
"If I did let a guy," Beth asked slowly, "do you think I might have a baby?"
"You're probably too young," Cathy said. "But to be on the safe side, you might start taking birth control pills like I do."
"I still don't think I want to let a guy do it to me," Beth remarked.
"Well, you will sooner or later. And like I said, if you keep sucking their cocks and letting them fool around with you, it's going to happen, sure as the sun comes up in the morning."
"Who do you think I should let fuck me first?" Beth asked, looking at her big sister earnestly.
"Jesus, I told you I can't give you any go-ahead. You're awfully young."
"I'm old enough, I'll bet!" Beth declared. She always resented it when she was told she couldn't do something her big sister did, just because she was younger.
"Well, if you let a guy screw you, you're on your own! Don't go sniveling to Mother or Dad that it was my fault – understand?"
"Ooh shit, Cathy!" Beth said. "You've got nothing to do with it."
"Great! See that you remember that."
"What if I let Boyd fuck me?" Beth suggested. "Would you mind?"
"I certainly would!" Cathy retorted vehemently. "He's my boyfriend!"
"Well, you've been screwin' around with Pedro, and he's one of my friends."
"He's a full-grown man, for cripe's sake!"
"So what? He's still a friend of mine."
"Then let him be the one, if you're dead set on letting it happen."
"I'm afraid of him," Beth said. "He's pretty rough."
"How about Gary?"
"Well… maybe. He's nice. But I think Gabe would be gentler."
"You mean, that weird one that can't talk?"
"He isn't weird!" Beth maintained. "He's sweet. Anyway, I feel kind of sorry for him."
"So you're going to give him your sweet little cherry? Well, lots of luck!"
"Ooh, Cathy, you're no help!" Beth turned toward the door.
"That's right," Cathy said. "I don't want to help you lose your virginity at the age of twelve. That's too fucking young!"
Beth stomped from the room and slammed the door behind her. Too young… too young! That's all she had heard, since as long ago as she could remember. She was too young for this, too young for that. Maybe she would just show Cathy and everyone that she wasn't too young to get fucked, if she wanted to let it happen.
Her curiosity was driving her in that direction, even though she feared it.
Maybe if Gabe was real gentle with her, she thought, it wouldn't hurt so bad. And after the first time it would be fun, according to Cathy.
Beth had a lot to think about that night.
The girls went to the beach again the next day. Beth had located her mother's birth control pills that morning and had taken one, so she felt secure as far as not having a baby was concerned. All she had to worry about was the hurt.
And that was a big worry. Still strong in her mind were the images of her mother, spread over the arm of the sofa, getting rammed from the rear by Daddy… and of Cathy getting it from both front and rear by Pedro, who seemed like some kind of wild animal when he fucked.
Beth wondered how she could ever take that.
But how could she go on without getting it, either, admitting she was too young while the rest of the world screwed around?
When she and Cathy arrived at the beach, the older girl went to see Boyd, feeling she had neglected him the day before. This left Beth free to wander over to Gary's apartment. She had made up her mind that if Gabe wasn't there, nothing special would happen. If he was there, maybe…
She rapped at the door.
Gary answered it and beamed when he saw her.
"Hey, it's my little princess. Come in."
"Are you alone?" Beth asked, hesitating. She was trying to act very mature.
"Yeah, I am," Gary said. He wore slacks and a sport shirt.
"Well, maybe I'd better come back later." Beth turned to go.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Gary grabbed her arm. "You're not afraid to be alone with me, are you?"
"Why should I be afraid?"
"That's right. Why should you? Well, what's the problem, then? You like me, don't you, Beth?"
"Sure."
"Then come in."
Beth entered, and the man shut the door. She decided that she would only have to suck him as she had done before. That was fun, and he seemed to like it.
"Want a Coke or something?" he asked.
"No, thanks."
"You seem like a young lady with something very serious on her mind," Gary observed.
Beth smiled. "Not really."
"Want to have fun?"
A little tingle went through the twelve-year-old. "Why not?"
"Then let's get out of our clothes."
That was quickly accomplished. Beth no longer had any bashfulness. Gary admired her trim body, and his cock came right up.
"You expect the other guys to come by later?" Beth asked, trying to make it sound casual.
"Gabe probably will. Pedro's got a job."
"Oh."
"Hey, what's all this interest in the other fellows? I'm here."
Gary paraded his stiff prick over to her, and Beth stared at it, both admiring and fearing. Maybe she could let him fuck her, she thought. But she would feel better about letting Gabe do it. If he was going to stop by, why not wait?
Gary knelt on the floor in front of Beth and wrapped his hands around her firm little buttocks. He began to kiss and lick her pussy.
That felt very good.
How nice it would be, Beth thought, if there were nothing more than just that sucking.
Gary's tongue stroked moistly along the quivery inner slopes of her slender thighs, then back onto her puffy little slit – as much as he could reach of it while she was standing – and finally up to tickle her baby tits.
He rose and picked her up in his arms. "Let's do it the right way today," he said, carrying her into the bedroom.
"Why do we have to go in here?" Beth asked, alarmed.
"Because we can be more comfortable on the bed," Gary replied, placing her down on it. "And because today I want to teach you all there is to know." His voice roughened slightly. "I want to give you even more pleasure."
"What do you mean?" Beth asked as she lay on her back, staring up at him.
He was kneeling beside her, running a hand along her sleek body. "Today we're going to fuck," he said. "Doesn't that sound exciting?"
A believer in thought transference would have concluded that because Beth had had fucking on her mind, Gary had picked it up. But a more logical explanation would have been that fucking was a natural outgrowth of their relationship and was, in fact, long overdue; and the circumstances that day were ideal for it, with the two of them alone in the apartment.
"I don't want to fuck!" Beth exclaimed, and tried to sit up.
Gary held her down, gently but firmly. "It's the biggest kick of all," he said, his voice husky. "Take my word, you'll dig it."
"Ooh, Gary, just let me suck your cock!" Beth pleaded. "I like that so much!"