Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2022 11:42:08 -0500 (EST)
From: E MOSER <steamgene@cox.net>
Subject: Sexy Calling Cards  -  Bisexual, High School, Adult/Youth/Interracial

Sexy Calling Cards


by


Larry Marian


NOTE: This is actually the second chapter in the ARLENE story. The first
chapter is either Brothers, Friends, and Sex or The Blow Job Queen. Read
either one or both

Well, here I am again, Arlene Jones, and now going on fourteen. Just to
bring you up to date, JoAnne is still my best girl friend In fact right
now we are ignoring my high school senior brother David and his on again
and off again current sophomore girl friend, Becky. More on that a bit
later.
Well, my boobs are now a very comfortable 32B and I always wear a bra to
school. You'd really think that a high school freshman boy had outgrown
popping bras (one of the reasons I tried to avoid a bra in middle
school), but there is one creep in two of my classes - advanced classes
at that, who's tried it three times and actually popped it once That's
when I slammed one of the few actual books down on his fingers. He got
three days of SIPS and I got cheered by not only girls, but many boys and
several women teachers.
In fact that teacher began the class when Herman had his first day of
SIPS and he learned his NJHS membership was revoked, she said, "You
know, I grew up an Army brat. I'd like to make a barbed wire bra for
every boy in this school and give the girls a free `bra popping day."
Would you believe some boy told his dad and he called the Dean of Girls
to protest what the teacher said
Anyway, JoAnne and I lay on my bed, cuddled up, our clothes all over my
room as we played with each other. Yep. Boys aren't always available.
Girls do seem to find our clit faster than any boy can. Well, David and
Becky were in his room, our liberal parents were gone, and we had each
brought our best girl friend to at least two good cums.
So we lay there, neither of us playing with the other's boob, but going
for that spot between our legs. It's just not fair that the penis and
the clitoris came from the same cell apparently, but were so different.
As it stood right now, JoAnne still had Jack, her same boy friend for
several years Well, last summer she went to Virginia Beach for a week
where she met this seventeen year old guy from New England. She met him
on her second day there and they had sex every day until he went back
home.
Me, well, I have three boy friends, I guess. Eddie and I are still
together, a school year apart, though we did luck out with the same lunch
and an elective the same block. We managed to have some really good love
making or sex maybe twice week, but really not quite that often. Then
there is Frank, who is a medium brown black guy with a seven inch cock.
Like Eddie, Frank and I make love or have sex - your choice of what to
call it about once or twice a week. There are a few die hard racist types
who talk trash, but he's not only on the football team, but he has some
thirty or more guys backing him. Well, my third boy friend is the hardest
one to talk about. See, he's Billy, my mom's oldest boy friend, her
current lover, and the guy I make love with about two or three nights
every fifth week when my dad has the ER duty. While both Eddie and Frank
seem to know a lot about sex, Billy has taught me the most. I just don't
want him to be caught by the cops some Tuesday night about two AM with
him between my legs and his six inch cox in my very willing pussy
Anyway, back to JoAnne and me. Sometimes even the best of being with a
friend gets distracted. I'd had my face in JoAnne's pubes - which were
probably getting close to being full, while I still had but wisps on my
outer lips, when for some reason I suddenly really had to have a pee. I
raised my face, her pussy juices covering my face (And tongue) to wail,
"Girl friend - gotta pee bad!" I got to my knees and then out of bed to
dash to the hall bathroom I shared with David.
I peed, almost standing and started to head back to Sex Central when I
heard Becky say something that might be interesting. I am, after all, a
snoop. My ear went against David's bedroom door. "Look, David, we're
boy friend/girl friend and all that. I agreed a long time ago I'd suck
you off, but no more than maybe twice a week if I didn't have to let you
cum in my mouth every time. I mean, I don't pee in yours " I heard
something muffled from David.
Then I heard Becky say - "Get those girls to pass out calling cards -
that's what I think they are - giving an e-mail addy telling lonely boys
where they can find a local girl (or boy) to have his dick sucked - but
not by me." WOW! What an idea!
At once I was back in my bedroom, JoAnne still nude on my bed, playing
with herself, maybe showing off to me how thick her pubes were compared
to mine.
"Got an idea," I said, as I lay down next to her, my hand covering her
damp snatch.
"What?" she said.
"Look, let's face it. We both like to suck dicks - maybe me some more
than you - but what if we make up some calling cards to pass out to guys
who want oral sex. I know you like it. Maybe they'll leave a tip or
something. "
JoAnne looked at me. "People do crazy things you know. They built the
Brooklyn Bridge - and the Titanic." We both laughed at that. "How do
they contact us?" she asked.
For a minute or two I let my fingers do the walking through my still
young hairy snatch. "We get a gmail account. The guy e-mails us - or you
- or me - to arrange how to meet. Then we meet. Seems bad - we split.
Seems good - we suck. Okay?"
"We can try. We ain't dumb," JoAnne said. There was a knock on the
door.
"Taking Becky home," David said through the door.
"Fine," I replied knowing that this was the first day of Dad's ER
week. Billy would be with Mom now. Me tomorrow probably
` I'm not sure how much school work I did the next day and JoAnne
didn't either , but during fourth block the next day I sent her this:

A & J PRESENTS!
BOYS!! DOES YOUR GIRLFRIEND
NOT TAKE CARE OF YOU CORRECTLY?
CALL US! WE LOVE TO HELP YOU OUT.
E-MAIL (Well, we didn't have a valid e-mail addy for us YET!
I ended the e-mail with "Thoughts"? Twenty minutes later JoAnne replied
with
"Worth a try. Ask your black stallion's thoughts."
I placed some twenty rough drafts around the school the next day. JoAnne
copied some more and we put out more.
Four days later on a Saturday afternoon when I thought we were a bust,
JoAnne texted me to say to reach her behind the school baseball diamond.
I had to use my bike, but I did. There we met - strange as it seemed,
Zeke's kid brother and his buddy.
Did something happen? Two eighth grade boys got their nuts cleared of
cum. JoAnne and I laughed when they left, but their joy was so obvious.
That night I was so excited about what happened that I almost yawned when
Billy entered my room. It took some fifteen minutes before I pulled his
jeans down.
Then things began to happen. Billy, obviously was out of the picture, but
JoAnne and I, as well as Frank, Eddie, and a few others got things
moving. It turned out that Frank's buddy (and a guy I'd sucked a few
times) Zeke, had some artistic talent so we got some real nice cards to
pass out.. A month later,between JoAnne and myself we had given out seven
blow jobs. One was the poor guys first ever and he came in about fifteen
seconds according to JoAnne. She very nicely let him wait a few minutes,
get hard again, and this time lasted for like two minutes. She said he
was thrilled.
Wow. One Saturday afternoon I heard Jackie ( David's new girl friend)
say "Yeah. That's yucky. Not now,." David said something I didn't
understand and then Jackie said, "Well, ask your sister." David then
clearly said, "My sister will blow every guy on earth except me. That's
incest."
Well, Eddie was already on the way over as Mom and Dad were gone and
Eddie and I could be alone with each other for an hour or more. As it
was, I was already prepared with a black thong, the peasant blouse I
could still wear, and white shorts. Before Eddie got to our house there
was a knock on my door. I opened it to David. "Hey, look, Arlene. I have
a real personal favor to ask of you."
"Sure. What is it? "
"Come to my room and talk to Jackie."
"She won't suck you?"
David grimaced. "No. Can you tell all the girls do or something?"
"Eddie's on his way anyway. We'll give her a demonstration."
So some twenty minutes later Eddie and I sat next to each other on
David's bed while David and Jackie sat on cushions on the floor. Jackie
had red hair and wore slacks and a blouse.
"All I can say is I've never even touched one of those things," Jackie
said.
"That's your first problem," I said in as friendly a voice as I could.
"So you and my brother have never touched each other?" David laughed at
that.
"Come on, Jackie. What about last night?" David said.
"That's different. It was dark. I really couldn't see it most of the
time. Besides you put on of those things on it before we..." At that
point Jackie went silent. It was obvious to me that they were screwing.
"Hold on, Jackie. You're a sophomore and I'm a freshman. Look, in a
few minutes I'm going to suck Eddie's cock. He's going to cum. Cum in
my mouth and I'll swallow it. Last night you and my brother apparently
screwed. He put on a rubber over his dick. It went in your pussy."
"But it has to taste nasty," Jackie protested. But she really didn't
argue.
I laughed. "Look, Jackie. Eddie's cock tastes exactly like his finger
does, or your finger. The only taste is when he cums. Or Frank cums. Or
Ralph cums. Or any other boy cums. The taste varies. Some times its sort
of sweet. Or salty. Or both.
"Look. You'll give my brother a gift. You'll never know until you try
it."
"So how many guys have you....blown?" Jackie got out of her lips.
"Well, regularly, three which includes Eddie here. Let's see at my
thirteenth birthday party six boys. Guys who e-mailed A&J Special
Services, now five. My partner has sucked seven or eight. There have been
others."
I turned to Eddie. "Come on guy. Let's do it. Stand up." With that
Eddie stood up as I dropped to my knees, then pulled off my peasant
blouse while I thought that maybe I should have him cum on my tits. But
no, I quickly got his pants and shorts down to reveal his beautiful hard
on.
I gave him one of the best blow jobs I ever did - licking the spear like
tip, sucking his hairy balls, sucking his cock as far down my throat as I
could, while he moaned encouragement to me. Finally I heard, "Arlene.
Gonna soon. Gonna...cum..." And he did. Lots of it. I swallowed three
times, then licked my lips before standing up to kiss Eddie who kissed me
back.
"Nice taste, dear," he said.
"Okay, Jackie. You've seen the demo. You going to give my brother a
blow job or not?"
"We'll coach you," Eddie said.
"Try it, Jackie. Really, there's no taste until I cum," David said
while I said nothing about the fact that he and Ralph are bi and they've
been sucking each other since they were twelve.
"This once," she said. "I'll try."
"David is going to just love you to death," Eddie said.
"What do I do?" Jackie asked like she'd had her eyes and ears closed
while we demonstrated.
"Okay. Brother, dear, you stand up at the bed. Jackie, you sit on the
edge of the bed. Now, a hint. I took off my top because sometimes a guy
shoots too soon. I learned the hard way. It's easier to wash off cum on
your bare boobs than your nice blouse. So take off that blouse and bra."
Jackie looked at me, then actually complied. But then apparently last
night she wasn't totally dressed. "All right. Now, I guess you may know
how to take a guy's pants off."
David gave a chuckle. "Jackie, you want to tell Arlene?"
Jackie nodded her head as she began to strip my brother. It was actually
the first time I'd seen David's cock since I saw him and Ralph suck
each other. I had to say that David's dong was quite dongie. For a
minute Jackie looked at my brother's hard tool.
"Jackie, just hold it a bit, then lick it like it's an all day
sucker," I coached. Maybe she was looking for help from another girl,
but after glancing at me, she licked it. Twice. No, three times. Then
slowly she began to move her face back and forth. From my angle I saw her
going deeper as David cheered her on.
"That's it Jackie. Doing great. Love it Oh, yeah. Don't stop. Yeah. A
bit faster. Getting close. Don't forget to swallow." Jackie sure looked
like she was about to be a real cocksucker. "Cumming!" David almost
shouted. She did exactly as taught. I watched her swallow. Twice. No,
three times. David lifted her up, then kissed her. I saw their mouths
moving as they kissed.
"I did it. David. It's okay. It..it was fun. Thanks, Arlene."
"But will you suck David's cock again?" I asked.
Still standing she said, "Yeah. I'll suck his cock again. I'll blow
him. What ever we want to call it. "
Three weeks later I ran into Jackie in the hall as she was leaving the
girls' bathroom. "Don't tell David, but after band practice yesterday
Jimmy Peterson and I got to talking. He gave me a ride home. I'm not
dropping David, but we started to mess around a bit like we did as
freshmen and I gave him a blow job. Think David would be okay if I could
do what you and JoAnne are doing?"
"Sure," I said. "Of course, Jimmy may call me." Funny thing was that
I got home to find an e-mail from Jimmy. Well, folks wouldn't be home
for at least an jour and a half. Jimmy should be here in ten minutes.

Well, a few girls called me names, but I shrugged that off. I had some
boy call me a slut when he didn't know that my old van buddy Zeke was
right behind him. He tapped the guy on the shoulder and let him know to
talk polite to me. So what could I do but go to the van with Zeke. It's
really hard to be seen when you lie on the floor of a van so you can
thank a guy. Well, after all, I'd only sucked him once, and that was
back in the eighth grade, but he asked if I liked screwing as much as
sucking. Well, Frank had told me that black guys are good fuckers. Zeke
sure was. I just made a new annotation to my note book.
Then one afternoon the bell rang for me to find Frank at the door with a
nice looking blond haired, blue eyed girl, holding Frank's hand. With
him was a younger light skinned boy with another blond haired, blue eyed
girl. "Hey. May we come in?" Frank asked.
"Sure," I said. "Let's go down stairs. David is upstairs with Jackie
so we won't be bothered."
"Right. Oh, this is Molly who goes to the Catholic school. Squirt here
is my cousin Butch and Molly' sister Isabell. I thought you might want
to meet some more white girls." I laughed at that as I led them down to
the party room in the basement.
Several minutes later Frank sat on the big couch with me on his right
side and Molly on his left. Across was "Squirt" who turned out to be
almost thirteen and Isabell was a mature looking twelve.
"So is Molly number seven or something?" I asked.
"Not yet. Maybe later today," Frank replied. "You know you will always
be number six."
"Yeah. And it wasn't on the first date," I shot back.
"Now, Arlene, Molly and Isabell have always gone to Catholic school so
I'm bringing the ladies and Squirt to get some lessons from me and you.
I know you're cool with that."
"Course," I said. With that Frank put his hand on my shoulder, looked
at me, then kissed me hard, which I returned. As I did, his hand cupped
my available breast which, as usual, was braless after I got home from
school. "Ah, Frank. You noticed."
"Yeah, baby. " My top was not tucked in, so he quickly ran his hand and
arm up my top so we could feel flesh on flesh. This lasted but a minute
or so before he took his hand off my boob, turned to Molly and put his
hand on her shoulder.
"I know you're cool, Molly, right."
Molly looked towards me and my rumpled top. "Uh. Yeah. Frank."
"Hey, Squirt. Be the man. That Isabell - she's looking for some hugging
and stuff. With that he turned back to Molly who looked like she wanted
more. "Okay. Squirt saw how Arlene behaves. Now follow along with Molly
and me and Arlene. Be the man." With that Frank went back to Molly and
kissed her. I could tell it was hard from the get go. Now both the
Catholic girls had on a buttoned up blouse and skirt with the blouse
tucked into the skirt. I just watched, though I figured neither of the
girls would notice as my hand crept between my legs which were already
damp.
I found it very easy to see that Molly knew something about frenching as
I saw both her and Frank's cheeks moving. Looking at Squirt and Isabell,
I could tell he was following along. Molly looked flushed but acted like
she enjoyed what Frank was doing to her. Maybe she didn't notice that
her blouse was coming undone and pulled out of her waist band. Her plain
bra was in open view.
Frank turned to me. "Hey, Arlene. You a bit warm? Why not get comfy?"
Then we met and kissed. My hand left my covered pussy to slide briefly
between his legs. "Yeah girl. You know what I like." I smiled.
"Number Six," I said as I pulled off my t-shirt to drop it on the
floor. Molly and Frank's kiss was broken so Molly could see her blouse
was undone, mostly pulled from her skirt, and I was showing her my tits.
A glance towards Squirt and Isabell showed he was aping Frank as the
twelve year old was at about the same stage as Molly.
"Frank. I, I ,I don't think I should be doing this," Molly said with a
voice that seemed to say, "liar!"
"Fine, Molly. You're doing great. I can see you're just loving this.
Arlene and Isabell sure are. It's fine." With that he kissed Molly
again, cupping her covered breast as he did. She obviously responded.
Looking at Isabell and Squirt, I saw that the girl had her blouse off,
without even a training bra on. I sort of felt like I should just get off
the couch, drop to my knees and suck Frank off. Hmm. Good idea in a few
minutes.
Yep. Three things happened in moments. First, Frank disengaged, leaned
forward, and pulled off his golf shirt, exposing his athletic chest and
arms. Next, Frank eased Molly's blouse out of her skirt and off her
shoulders, leaving her only with her skirt and bra. "Lean forward, my
beautiful blond Molly. Your tits sure will look beautiful." Of course
the girl should hall off and slap him, but she leaned forward, both his
arms and hands encircled her, and her bra sailed off to land on the
floor.
Squirt must have seen some X rated films as his shirt was off, the two
younger ones were kissing like crazy and Squirt up Isabell's skirt, his
arm pushing it up almost to her waist.
So, time. I disengaged myself from Frank, slipped off the couch, to sit
on the floor, then quickly worked his pants loose so I could pull them
and his shorts off. In a fairly low voice I said," Raise your ass,
Frank."
"You the girl, Arlene. Yeah, show these two eager gals how you suck a
black guy's cock." I glanced at Molly, who acted like she had no idea.
Frank did as he raised up enough for me to pull his pants to his knees. I
looked up. Frank and Molly had gone back to kissing while Frank played
with the blond's very nice looking boobs. "Go for it Arlene. What you
want?"
"Show Molly how to blow a black guy's dick. I love to suck Frank. "
With that I began my everyday blow job, bobbing up and down on that seven
inches of hard meat.
"Oh, yeah. Suck my dick, Arlene. God it feels so good. Wrap that tongue
around my dick." I was sure that was for Molly. Frank and I knew each
other quite well. Sure, I was number six, but I knew for a certain fact
that the only two white girls he still had sex with were numbers two and
four. The other three had moved with their parents for big promotions
somewhere. I didn't even think about the black or brown girls he'd
seduced.
I kept bobbing, wondering how long Frank was going to last. He could last
a long time if he kept it slow and deep, which was what he was doing.
Molly began to moan. I took a short break while I rested my mouth while I
played with his cock. Frank's hand was underneath Molly's tartan skirt,
as Molly moaned again. With my head still up, I watched Frank's other
hand go under the tartan. "Lift your sweet ass Molly. It ain't as good
with them panties on," he said, slipping into his role play.
"But," she said.
"Gal. Don't you be missing out You gonna think you in the Jubilee. I
heard that gasp. You had yourself a little cum. Arlene tell you. She know
how Frank can make a white girl scream she so happy." I had to watch and
listen for another minute. Molly moaned again. I could tell that one hand
was on her panties and the other searching her crack.
"Oh, God," she said. "What would Sister say?"
"She say, `Fuck me good, Father.'" I had to snicker at that. I took a
quick look back to see that both Isabell and Squirt were buck naked with
them lying down facing each other. "Hey Squirt. I told you. Between her
legs and you on top. Bet she'll find her hole for you."
Molly moaned again. Just as I was about to go back to sucking Frank, I
saw Molly's panties fly through the air. As they landed, I watched Frank
quickly strip Molly of her skirt to drop to the ground.
"No," Molly said feebly.
"Ah, yes, Molly. Ask Arlene. She loves my dick in her pink pussy. Loves
it. Right, Arlene?"
"Molly. He's wonderful. You will go crazy with his cock inside you. I
promise." Well, it was true, even if I was helping out a seduction.
"Frank. You ready for me to finish you?"
"Arlene. You desert. Okay?"
I smiled. "I want a chocolate lolly pop," I said as Frank stood up,
picked Molly up with his arms, laid her on the couch on her back. I stood
up.
"Oh, Frank. Will it...will it hurt me when you put it in?" Molly had
obviously surrendered to Frank. Hello, number seven. What about Isabell?
"No, Molly. I wasn't thinking. Sit up, girl and lean forward for me."
Oh boy, I thought. Yep. She sat up and leaned forward, his cock pointed
right at her lips. He jacked himself quickly for maybe a minute. "There.
First time quick. Open your mouth and protect your lips." Molly did. I
was sure she knew what she was about to do, but just couldn't break the
spell. Yep, her mouth came open, Frank eased his straining cock into it,
it closed and he rapidly began to slide the seven inches back and forth.
"Don't fight it. I'm cumming any second. Swallow it."
I wondered if she would. Being a Catholic girl, perhaps she had no idea.
But when Frank said, "I'm cumming, Molly," she swallowed.
As soon as she did, Frank picked her back up, laid her back down, gently
spread her legs, then raised her knees before getting on the couch with
her. He slid between the spread knees and legs moving up. I watched him
position his cock, then began to insert his seven inches of meat. Molly
gasped as he kept going in, his weight on one arm. She reached out to put
her arms around him as he began to pump. Molly moaned. "Oh, God. Forgive
me."
Frank lasted some time with Molly moaning and crying, sounding like she
loved the feel in her. Whether she thought to do it or not, Molly's feet
came inside Frank's legs, pulling him to her. I'm sure she had a climax
or two. Finally he rolled off her, both kissing.
Well, I had a top to put back on. Squirt and Isabell were already mostly
dressed as Molly and Frank began to dress, Molly pausing for moments to
hold onto Frank. When everybody was dressed, I went up to Frank and put
my arm around him. "So was this her first date?" I asked.
"No. Our third. Did get to third base on it. I'm taking them home.
Squirt is my cousin. I'll drop him off at his house and then come to
yours. Okay?"
"Fine, " I said. "Lock the front door behind you and come up to my
room. I'll be ready."
"I'm sure."
Frank was back in thirty minutes or so.. I undressed and got into bed to
wait for Frank. Just before he came in David and Jackie came in, then
went upstairs to his room. Frank came in to see my head and bare
shoulders. He closed the door and began to strip.
"So are Molly and Isabell numbers seven and eight?"
"Just seven. I told Squirt to be sure he doesn't go all the way in. She
has to wait for thirteen at least. He didn't go more than an inch. "
I smiled. "You want to fuck me in my pussy or my ass," I asked.
"Maybe both."
About a month later I saw Molly at the new city center. I waved to her
and she waved to me as we came together She smiled. As it was a Saturday,
she was not dressed in her school clothes. In fact she looked like me.
"Thanks for all you did back then," she said.
"What do you mean," I asked.
"Frank. Look, I know you hang out with Frank. He says you are Number Six
and I'm Number Seven. But I really like him a lot. He's good to me."
"He's good to me, too. He has his time with me and I do with him. I'll
bet he's made a deal of when he can see me and when he can't." Molly
looked into her shopping bag. She opened it up. "Look inside," she
said.
I did. At the bottom was a white lace bra and a package of black thongs.
"Nice," I said. "They'll look good on you when he takes them off
you."
She smiled. "He does a good job of taking them off me. He's told me
he's about to tell you, but next Saturday night he wants to have both of
you at his grandmother's house while she is away. He says you have a
white thong and a black lace bra."
I smiled. "I do. Just remember I'm Number Six. I get to decide whether
I suck him first or fuck him first."
Molly smiled. "I already told Frank that as far as I'm concerned. You
can do both first as long as I get to suck and fuck him too."
Frank's grandmother's guest bedroom had a king size bed in it. Plenty
of room for all three of us. Molly really learned something about having
sex with a black guy.


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