Chapter 12
"Hello, Miss Christy."
The voice startled the young woman. She turned and saw little Ralphie. "The door was opened, so I just walked in," the child explained. Christy thought she had locked the door when she came in.
"What are you doing here,-Ralphie?"
"You know," the boy replied, as he touched her titty.
"Now just wait a minute, young man. You can't just come over here whenever you…"
The boy interrupted her, "I want you to meet my brother. Come over here, Danny."
Christy was getting a funny feeling in her stomach. What had she gotten herself into? She knew she had to be firm. She was about to tell the boy he had gone far enough when she saw Danny.
"Danny, this is the nice lady I told you about," Ralphie explained, as he introduced his brother. "Christy, this is my brother, Danny."
Christy just looted at the boy in amazement. She had gone back in time. She knew this boy! The boy just stood there waiting for her to say something.
"I told you she was quiet," Ralphie said to fill the silence. "She talks more when she gets to know you."
I'm sorry, Danny. You just look so familiar… I once knew…"
Christy had difficulty concentrating. Her stomach felt funny and her tits were bothering her. Why the hell were they getting so hard! She tried to organize her thoughts. They came here for a reason. Yes, she knew the reason! She would have to be firm. Oh, Christ. She felt something running down her leg. How could that be?
"Would you like to play house, Christy?" the older boy asked.
"How do you play?" Christy answered in a little girl's voice.
This wasn't real. Ralphie, now Danny, were figments of her imagination. She had to see a psychiatrist first thing in the morning.
"Well, you sit down next to me on the couch," the boy instructed. Christy sat by his side.
"No. Closer," he ordered. "The children are all asleep and we're watching television."
"Little Ralphie is right here," Christy pointed out.
"Just pretend he's not here. He's our next door neighbor. He is our best friend, but he's not really here right now. Don't pay any attention to him. Now sit closer to me," the boy commanded.
The woman hesitated for a moment. She tried to get her bearings. Where was she? She was home. Safe at home. Steff would be coming home tonight. They would have supper together. They would make love… or… was this a basement? She could swear she felt a little cold from the dampness. The boy, her Danny, was patting the couch indicating she should move closer. Danny was so much smarter than she was. Danny was eleven years old! He knew everything. Christy slid next to the child.
"Now, the children are asleep and we are watching television," he repeated, continuing with the game. "What do you say, baby. Want to make it?" Christy looked at Danny.
"You're supposed to kiss me on the cheek." The boy started to breathe heavy now. Christy bent her head down and kissed the boy on the cheek. His cheek felt so smooth. Danny was such a brave boy. He saved her life. Her lips moved along the child's face until they touched Danny's lips. The boy's lips parted as the woman's tongue darted into his mouth. Danny reached over and touched the woman's knee. He left his hand there for a moment, then he pulled away from the woman's lass.
"You're supposed to do everything I do," he chided.
Christy reached over and touched the boy's knee. She watched as the boy's hand moved up her thigh. She had worn a short skirt that day and pantyhose. His fingers made an exciting sound as they rode up the hose and then under the skirt. The girl's hands rode up the soft material of the boy's jeans. She could hardly wait till she touched the boy's pee-pee thing.
Christy saw out of the corner of her eye that their next door neighbor, Ralphie, was watching them.
Little Ralphie had unzipped his pants and had taken his cute little peter out and was playing with it. She didn't know if she should tell her husband or not. After all, he was their friend. Besides, she didn't want to disturb Danny at this point.
Danny's hand was touching her hot little hole, now. She could feel it right through her hose and the panties she was wearing. His fingers felt so good. She wished Danny would strip her. She wanted him to touch her naked skin. Christy tried to touch his hole, but there was something in the way. She tried to move it, but it was very hard and stiff.
The girl was curious. She just had to see what the boy's hole looked like. She found his zipper and pulled it down. Then she reached inside his fly to feel what he had. Danny was wearing funny bloomers. The stick in his bloomers was so hard… so big! She found an opening in the boy's panties and reached in. The stick was throbbing. She hoped he wasn't shaking from the cold. How could it be, when his prick felt so hot?
"Stand up," Danny ordered. The girl reluctantly pulled her hand out of the boy's jeans and did what she was told. Danny reached around her waist and slipped her skirt down. He looked in admiration at her pretty legs and at her thing. Only it was covered with her panties. She knew he wanted to see her, so she stepped on the couch so he could examine it closely. Little Ralphie was so cute. He was jerking his little cock so hard now.
Danny examined her cunt closely. He ran his hands over the curly blond hairs that formed a triangle be tween her legs. His fingers rubbed the edges of her cuntal lips and then his finger probed her hole. It felt so good! She wanted him to put his finger all the way in. Her hole was on fire from the top to the bottom and she needed something in there to stop the fire. She wanted his thing. God, how she wanted it!
"Your turn," the girl cried, "It's your turn now. I want to see yours." She jumped up and down like a little girl. She was nude from the waist down. Her legs were slippery from the juices flowing out of her hole. Her big breasts bounced with each jump, even though they were still contained within her bra and blouse.
Danny swiftly removed his pants and then slowly, so she could appreciate what she was going to see, he stepped on the couch with only his shirt and jockey shorts. The boy's tremendous prick pulled his shorts straight out in front of him. He pulled the jockey shorts off in front of the girl's eyes, as she stood on the floor in front of the couch. The height of the couch placed the boy's cock at just about the girl's chest level. When the organ was released it sprang up like a coiled spring. Christy's eyes bulged. It was huge! The boy's cock was big and white and beautiful! She wondered why his stuck out like that when hers was just a hole, but she was glad it stuck out. So glad! She reached out and touched the shiny bright head on the top of the long shaft. It was so slippery to the touch. She ran her fingers around the pulsating bulb. She touched the sharp edge running around the head and then she touched the long shaft. It must have been at least eight inches long!
The boy just watched quietly as she examined his cock. She stroked the shaft, pulling the skin back. The thick, thumping shaft felt wonderful! The girl, mesmerized, just slid the skin back and forth on the boy's cock, as she watched it moving back and forth in her hand. Danny reached over and unbuttoned her blouse. He slid it off one arm and then tried to slip it over the other. She didn't want to let go of her prize. The boy reached down with his free hand and changed her hands so that she could continue stroking his prick as he slipped off her blouse.
The boy admired the girl's large, full breasts in her brassiere. Then his hand dipped between the material and her flesh. Christy felt the prick jump in her hand at the boy's investigation of her titties. He reached over and put his arms around her back to unfasten her snaps. His movement drove his cock into her body. When the bra fell free of her body, she pulled the boy's body tightly against her, forcing his stiff cock into her breasts. The sensation was thrilling to her. She let the stiff rod bounce against her bare breast. Danny grabbed a tit in each hand and squeezed them against his prick. He slid the shaft back and forth between the satiny smooth mounds.