Date: Fri, 3 Jan 2003 15:37:48 EST
From: Eagerfiftyguy@aol.com
Subject: "Teaching Francis" story #15 of the Mary Mount Middle School Series

	This story contains explicit sex among young a teenage boy and
preteen girls.  You are here warned to not read it if such stories offend
you.  This is the 15th story of the Mary Mount Middle School Series. Bgg,
oral, incest

Teaching Francis
by
Larry Marion

	Eleven-year-old Francis North smiled at her new friend, Barbara
Tolliver.  She was so glad to have made a new friend so quickly after
moving to Mary Mount from her old home.  She was glad that Barbara didn't
treat her like a freak, as some kids did.  Instead, Barbara had invited her
for a sleep over.  Barbara's family had been very nice to her, even
Barbara's older brother John, who was almost fourteen, she'd learned.
	"Do you need to go to the bathroom to get ready for bed like some
girls do?" Barbara asked as she began to unbutton her shirt.
	"No.  Unless you want me too," Francis replied, gathering the waist
of her pull-over and pulling it over her head.  As soon as the top was off
Francis could see Barbara's eyes drawn to her bra covered breasts.  Barbara
took off her shirt to reveal just budding breasts, mostly a small swelling
and developing nipples.  Unlike most girls Francis had seen undressing, she
didn't immediately put on her pajama top or nightgown.  Francis unhooked
her bra and noticed that Barbara, while not staring, checked out her
breasts carefully.  But she didn't look shocked or upset that a girl who
was just barely eleven had full, dark nipples crowning her melon shaped 34C
breasts.
	"Well, they sure look real.  Some kids said you had to have
falsies," Barbara said.
	"Now why would I do that?  Lots of kids made fun of me where I used
to live," Francis said.  In the meantime, Barbara removed her jeans and
panties to reveal a still hairless pubic area.  Nude, she walked over to
her dresser and took out a short nightgown.  Francis stripped off her jeans
and panties, too and Barbara glanced over and then looked.
	"Wow.  You have more hair than any girl I've ever seen.  Even more
than Angela and Debby, and they're both fourteen."  Francis reached for her
pajama bottom.  "Do you have your period yet?"
	"No.  But I do gymnastics and swim in the summer and run a lot.
Mom's a nurse and she says that may delay it for a couple of years."
Francis pulled up her pajama bottom and put on her top and buttoned it.
Barbara put on her nightgown and pulled back the covers on the bed.
	"Get in and I'll turn off the lights," Barbara said, walking over
to the light switch by the door.  Francis climbed in and in a moment the
lights were out and Barbara eased herself into the queen sized bed.
	Francis lay quietly for a few minutes, waiting for the whispered
conversation she was sure would begin.  So Barbara's quiet voice didn't
surprise her.  Or the voice didn't.  "Francis.  After you get into bed at
night.  Do you ever touch yourself.  You know, between your legs?"
Barbara's voice, though quiet, had a quiver to it, as though her friend was
nervous.
	Francis wasn't sure of what or how to say anything for a moment,
but finally she said, "Yes.  Do you?"
	"Yes.  For some reason I just really want to do it now.  Would that
be okay?"
	Francis was sure that even in the dark her eyes widened.  "Sure."
Francis felt an urge coming from between her legs.  "Can I, too?"  She felt
the covers move a bit.
	"Of course."  With that Francis moved her hand to cover her crotch
and began to rub her pussy lips, feeling the warmth begin to grow.  Then
Barbara said, "Has anybody ever touched you?"
	"You mean between my legs?"
	There, or on your boobs."
	Francis felt her heart jump again.  She knew what Barbara was going
to say and she already knew what her answer would be.
	"You want to, Barbara?  You'd be the first girl or boy to do it.
Can I touch you, too?"
	"Like, wow," Barbara said.  At once Francis felt a hand rest on her
thigh.  "I didn't think you'd taken off your pjs.  Here, raise your hips
just a bit."  Francis did and felt her pajama bottoms slide off as Barbara
pulled them down to below Francis's knees.  Then she felt her friend's hand
slide onto her mound.  Expert fingers worked her outer lips for a bit, then
played with her clit before moving into her vagina itself.  A finger began
to move in and out, while a thumb and another finger played with the clit
which grew under the teasing.
	Francis reached over and found that Barbara's nightgown, which was
fairly short anyway, was above her waist and she touched her friend's
hairless crotch.  This was a new experience for Francis since her public
hair was already growing when she discovered masturbation six months
earlier.  But Barbara had a clit and it came erect under her ministrations.
	Then Barbara's hand went to her breast, cupping it and then
tweaking the nipple through the cloth.  That lasted but a moment or so and
then her friend's hand went to the pajama buttons and the garment came
loose.  "So much better that way," Barbara murmured, then leaned over in
the dark and kissed the right boob of Francis.  Francis gasped as a flame
of passion coursed down her spine.  "You like that," Barbara murmured while
Francis felt Barbara's mouth engulf her nipple while Barbara's finger
continued to frig her dampening pussy.  She was so engulfed by what was
happening to her that her hand slipped away from the other girl's pussy.
	But that was nothing to what happened next.  Barbara began to kiss
her way down Francis's belly, twisting her own body as she went. lower.
	"What are you doing, Barbara?" she asked while having some vague
idea what her friend was going to do.
	"I'm going to get naked first," Barbara said, raising up a bit and
pulling off her night gown.  "Why don't you, too?"
	Francis thought that seemed sensible and she kicked her pajama
bottoms off and raised up enough to remove her open top.  Nude, she lay
back down.  Barbara didn't continue from where she'd stopped, just above
the belly button.  Instead her mouth covered Francis's hair covered pussy
and began to kiss it.
	Francis felt waves of intense feelings flow over her.  She grabbed
Barbara's head and pushed it as deep into her snatch as she could as she
felt Barbara's tongue pass between her outer lips and stab into her vagina.
"Oh," she moaned.  "Oh, this is wonderful.  Oh."  Finally, after seeming
hours, the pleasure ebbed away.
	"You sure came fast," Barbara said.
	"I've never felt anything like that.  That was wonderful.  How'd
you learn to do that?"  Francis looked up at her friend and even though the
room was dark, she saw Barbara's face smeared with pussy juice.
	Barbara giggled.  "My brother and his friends.  You want to try to
do me the same way?  I haven't been eaten all week."
	"Eaten?"
	"That's what we call it.  When you do oral sex on a girl you eat
her, but a boy you suck or blow."
	"You've done oral sex on a boy?  How many times?"
	"Oh, yes.  Boys and girls.  Lots, I guess.  So you want to try
eating me?"
	It had felt so good when Barbara did her.  She just had to return
the favor.  "I'll try.  You'll have to tell me what to do."
	"Sure.  I know I don't have tits like you do, but start up there.
Suck on them a bit and then work your way down to my pussy.  I'm not going
to cum as fast as you did. "
	So Francis began kissing Barbara's breast buds, and discovered that
while the girl's nipples were small, they became hard and erect and Barbara
pushed her buds up to Francis's lips.  After a few minutes Barbara said,
"Okay, start kissing your way down.  Your hand can play with my pussy like
it was."  Even as Francis heard that, she felt Barbara's hand once more on
her pussy, stimulating the lips and the clitoris, bringing her back to the
excitement she'd felt before.
	So Francis began kissing down the smooth skin of her friend, along
her belly, past her belly button, down closer to her crotch.  She expected
a smell, but instead there was a faint pleasant odor which made her want to
get closer.  Her virgin lips moved over the mound of the other girl, and
she moved her hand away.  Barbara gently urged Francis to shift, and when
she did, Francis felt Barbara's hand once more on her pussy.
	At last she reached the smooth, hairless outer lips and began
kissing them.  "Use your fingers and spread them.  Suck on my clit.  It's
up at the top," Barbara breathed.  Francis found the small clit and took it
into her mouth.  It swelled and Barbara let out a low moan.  "Put your
tongue in my pussy.  Act like you're French kissing," Barbara hissed.
	Francis took her mouth away from Barbara's pussy.  "I've never
French kissed," she said.  Immediately Barbara sat up, jostling Francis and
throwing her arms around the more inexperienced girl and kissed her.  At
once Francis felt Barbara's tongue pushing against her lips and Francis
opened her mouth to the pressure, to feel the tongue enter her mouth and
search it.  Tentatively she began to return the ministration, feeling
somewhat odd that she was kissing a girl.
	Barbara pulled her lips away and lay back down.  "You have the
idea.  Try it with my pussy."  Francis moved back so she should kiss
Barbara even as her friend's hand began its ministrations to her own lips
and clit.  Francis began to kiss the moistened outer lips and then the
inner lips, moving her tongue into the love tunnel of the other girl.
Barbara began to squirm and sigh as Francis gained skill.  Francis realized
she was enjoying using her mouth on Barbara's pussy almost as much as she
had enjoyed Barbara's mouth on her pussy.
	Barbara began to play with Francis's breasts.  "I hope I get boobs
like you have.  They are so nice.  I can't believe we're the same age.
"Oh.  I'm getting close.  Oh, keep it up, Francis.  Keep it up.  Oh, suck
my clit.  Oh. "  Francis felt Barbara's hands on the back of her head,
forcing her face deep into the other girl's pussy.  Suddenly there seemed
to be a wash of liquid which Francis had to swallow to keep from drowning,
she believed.  It didn't taste or smell bad; in fact it seemed good to the
still learning girl.  "Oh, yes.  Oh, yes.  I'm cumming so good.  So good,"
Barbara sighed.  Then Barbara's body relaxed.  "That was good."
	"Thanks," Francis said as she removed her mouth from Barbara's twat
and lay down next to her.
	They lay on the bed quietly for a few moments and then Barbara
said, "You feel like more, or are you not interested?"
	"You mean for us to do it again?" Francis asked, feeling her heart
begin to beat faster.
	"Well, what do you think about John?  You want to try a boy?"
	"Your brother?"  Francis bit her lip.  "Is his thing really big?
The last boy I saw naked was only nine."
	"John has about a six inch boner.  It's not real thick.  Say look,
you get under the covers and I'll go wake him up."
	"I don't know what to do,"
	"You didn't know what to do with me a half hour ago.  And I can
show you if I need to."
	Francis nodded and apparently Barbara saw the nod even in the
darkened bedroom.  She got out of bed and threw a bathrobe over her nude
body before leaving the room and closing the door.  Francis got under the
covers, pulling the sheet up to her neck.
	Francis lay on the bed enjoying her memories of her session with
Barbara.  What would she do with John?  Would they just mess around a bit,
or go further?  Would it seem strange to have somebody watch?
	Then the door opened again and Barbara came in, followed by John,
who was wearing nothing but jockey shorts.  Barbara slipped off her robe
after closing the door and John came over to the bed. "Barbara says you
might be interested in having some fun with me," he whispered.
	"I think so," Francis said.  John slipped under the covers and
rolled to face Francis.  His hand went out and Francis felt it on her boob.
He cupped her breast and rolled her nipple with his finger.
	"Nice breasts," he said.  "And you're only eleven?"
	"Uh huh," she breathed, feeling desire begin to mount again.  His
other hand slid down her body until it came to her still damp pussy.
	"Wow.  You have as much hair as Cathy does," he said.
	"Yeah."  His fingers moved along her lips to her clit and tweaked
it.  "Oh," she moaned.
	John pulled the covers off them and began to move, obviously with
the idea of kissing her cunt.  Soon his mouth was on her twat, his lips and
tongue playing with it.
	"Pull his shorts off," Barbara said, standing over them.  Francis
began to tug them down, John raising his hips to make it easier for her.
As she pulled them down his cock sprang out so that she was looking right
at it.  It looked huge.  She pulled his shorts off as far as she could and
Barbara took them the rest of the way off.
	"Wow," Francis said.  "So how do I do it for him?"
	"First you kiss the tip, the head.  Then you can kiss and tongue
down the shaft a few times.  Then you take it into your mouth and go up and
down.  Keep using your tongue to play with it.  Here, I'll show you."
	At once Barbara knelt down and Francis watched as her friend began
to explore her own brother's hard prick with her tongue.  Francis saw how
she moved down the cock shaft and back up it, until she took it in her
mouth and began to go up and down.  This lasted a very short time and
Barbara took her mouth off it and said, "Okay, you try.  `
	Francis felt eagerness flow through her body.  She moved here head
and licked the cock, moist from Barbara's ministrations.  She felt the
smooth, soft head and moved down the shaft until she got to his sparsely
haired balls.  Then she went back up the shaft.  John stopped his work at
her cunt and lay back as the girl learned.  She lowered her mouth onto his
erect cock and began to move it up and down.
	"Don't forget to use your tongue, too, Francis.  You're doing
pretty good," John breathed.  Francis began working her tongue around the
shaft as she bobbed up and down on her first prick.  "I'll tell you when
I'm about to cum," John said.
	"When you get a little experience you'll probably keep sucking on
the boy's cock until he shoots in your mouth.  That's really good, but some
won't do it right off."
	Francis took her mouth off John's cock.  "Did you take it in your
mouth the first time you did?"
	"No," said John.
	"Yes," said Barbara.  "Swallowed it, too,."
	Francis took John's cock back in her mouth, being sure to go both
up and down and to play with her tongue.  Barbara began to play with her
pussy and her nipples and Francis felt her excitement grow as she felt the
hands of the sister and the prick of the brother giving her new
experiences.
	"Faster," John said.  "I'm about to cum.  Faster."
	She continued her mouth pumping of his love stick even as his hips
began to move.  Then his cock, deep in her mouth twitched, bucked and she
felt a rush of warm moisture in her mouth.  She remembered what Barbara had
said and began to swallow just as another rush filled her mouth.  "Oh,
yes," John moaned.  "Oh, yes."
	Francis stopped her motions and removed her mouth.  "I'm feeling so
good.  I feel like I might cum again soon."
	"Okay," John said.  He grabbed her bare shoulders and turned her
over on the bed, took her knees and raised them.  Swiftly he slid between
her thighs and rubbed his semi-flacid cock against her outer lips.
Immediately she could feel it jump back to its rigid status.
	She felt his hand fumble for a second and then felt the cockhead
begin to slip inside.  About half-way in, it stopped.  It withdrew and then
plunged in, sliding all the way in even as she felt one sharp stab of pain.
He began to pump, even as Barbara played with her breasts She could feel
another orgasm begin.
	"Put your feet inside his legs," Barbara suggested, still running
her hands over Francis's breasts.  Francis did as Barbara said and squeezed
a bit.
	"I'm about to cum," Francis breathed.  She could feel her tension
increase more and more.  John continued to pump her.  Then her first wave
spread over her body, then a second, even as John continued to pump.  "I'm
cumming," she moaned.  John continued to pump his prick into her eager
pussy.
	She counted three separate complete orgasms she had before she felt
his cock explode deep in her recently virgin body.  John rolled off so that
Francis lay between the naked brother and sister.
	"You like that," Barbara asked.
	"Yes," Francis said.
	"Good.  Welcome to the club."

							The End