Date: Wed, 3 Oct 2018 22:17:40 -0400 (EDT)
From: E MOSER <steamgene@cox.net>
Subject: Francois:  Maggie's Turned Slut # 35

Francois: - Maggie's Turned Slut

Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13
with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with
his characters as individuals.

Maggie's Turned Slut

by

Larry Marian


Thirteen year old Margaret Bilko did something she'd never done before in
her life. She stood in front of her new full length mirror, screwed to her
closet door, totally naked. She checked herself out from her red hair in a
pony tail, her green eyes and freckles, down to her nicely developing
breasts with their pale brown nipples and nickel size areola, normally
concealed by a 32A bra, to her flat stomach, then to her widening hips
below an obvious waist to, finally, her pubic area with its expanding also
red hair. She spread her feet apart so she could make out the lips of her
vagina. Yes, she thought, boys would find her attractive, sexy.

She nodded, then sat down on her bed, on top of a bath towel to take up a
pair of small scissors. With them she began to trim those red hairs. Not
making herself bald again, just like she'd been until shortly before her
twelfth birthday, but so her hair couldn't be seen in the new bikini swim
suit she wanted. Finished, she picked up a hand mirror to check out what
she'd done. She looked good, she thought. Neat, but grown up.

That done, she lay down on her made bed, raised her knees and spread them
while she tried to remember all she'd seen at the slumber party just before
she turned thirteen when three of the girls showed off by masturbating. She
watched carefully while the three daredevils played with their clitoris,
slid their finger between their vagina's lips and even put their finger
inside their vagina. One of the other four girls asked "Wouldn't that make
you lose your virginity?" to which one of the friggers replied. "My finger
is smaller than a boy's hard cock. A teen tampon doesn't pop your
cherry. Your finger won't either."

So she began to explore her vagina and clitoris with one hand while she
played with a breast with the other. Maggie had no sensation for several
minutes, but then some strong feelings began to run through her
body. Another thing, the lips had been dry at first, but now they were
moist so her finger slid easier and nicer as it went back and forth between
the lips. Rubbing her clit felt good, Real good. Finally she let her middle
finger go gently inside her. No pain. She began to move it in and out,
slowly at first, then more rapidly.

What almost felt like an electric shock, but pleasant went through her body
as her hips rose as her finger went down. She heard herself moan. Ah, she
thought, I've cum. I really have. Now she was on her way to becoming a
slut. That should please her Daddy. He was a bad man now so she would be a
bad girl.

Her mother had gone to the trial, but she stayed home to cry, most of the
time. Maggie was sure the boy and the girl lied about her Daddy, but he and
his partner lost. They were found guilty of both rape and sexual abuse of a
minor since the two liars were sixteen, not that much older than she
was. So Daddy was in prison and Mom said she was going to file for
divorce. She would sell the house and the three of them, her, her older
brother Mike, and herself would return to where Gramps and Granny lived to
make a new home.

She noticed that her orgasm ended, so she got up and went to her
window. Yes, Charlie, Mike's buddy and, at sixteen, the same age was
sitting on the edge of their pool, feet in the water. She smiled to turn to
her dresser to remove the pair of pink thong panties she' bought. She
slipped them on, then looked in the mirror. They didn't cover much, but her
pubic hair didn't show. From the back of the next drawer she pulled out a
pair of cut off jeans, about a half size to small for her. She had to
wiggle a bit to get them on, buttoned and zipped. Like the thong under
them, the shorts didn't cover much. She checked the front pocket for what
she had slipped into it earlier. Then she pulled out the halter that Mom
only allowed her to wear in their back yard when she sunned. It was small,
hardly covering her boobs. She hung the already tied neck strap and then
the back strap. Finally she slipped her feet into her sandals, glancing at
her red polished toenails and fingernails as she did. Maggie looked at
herself one last time before walking out of her bedroom; her watch showed
9:45.

She left the house, went around the side to open the gate to Charlie's back
yard. "Hi, Charlie," she called. "Can I come in?"

Charlie turned around. "Wow, Maggie. That's some outfit you have on. I
gotta say, Mike's kid sister has suddenly grown up. Come sit by me and
dangle your feet."

"Sure," she said as she slipped off her sandals, sat down, letting her feet
go into the water. "Boy, Charlie, you look great. If I had a boy friend,
I'd like him to look like you." With that she let her eyes start at his
wavy blond hair and do down to his knees, stopping at his tight swim suit
which bulged in front. I wonder how big his thing is, she thought. Well, I
hope to find out,

She noticed Charlie doing the same thing to her. That made her tingle a
bit, almost like that first cum she'd had in her bedroom.

"You flirting with me, Maggie?"

"You think I am?"

"I don't know. But if a girl was dress to flirt, that would be you. " With
that his hand dropped to her leg, just above her knee. "Want me to find
out?"

She smiled at him. "I think so, Charlie." She looked him in the eye to see
them gleam with anticipation. He leaned forward, put his other arm on her
bare shoulder, and kissed her on the lips. It was not a peck or a brotherly
kiss, but firmly on the lips, lasting maybe a good minute before they
broke.

"I think you're flirting."

"Maybe I am. You're cute and experienced. I need a teacher, I guess."

"Okay, student," Charlie said as he put his arm around her, pulled her
closer and kissed her again. This time she felt his tongue probe against
her lips. He wants to French kiss me," she thought as she parted them and
her teeth just a bit, letting the tongue slide into her mouth. That tingled
her too. The second kiss lasted over a minute before they broke for
air. Then the third one. She expected him to put a hand on her breast but
he surprised her as she felt that hand that had been just above her knee
slide up her bare thigh, up and up until the side of his hand rested
between her legs. Oh, she thought as she parted her legs.

"I shouldn't do this," she said.

"Probably not. But you want to."

"Yes." His palm moved to cover her clothed vagina, but that made her
tingle, not quite as she had made herself feel good, but different, And
bolder. The hand that found her slit under her zipper was a boy's hand - a
sixteen year old boy's hand. She knew she was moist again. "I...I thought
boys went for a girl's breasts first."

"Normally. But, well my hand was at your knee." They kissed again, long and
deep and wet. "Maggie. Let's go to my room."

"Okay, Charlie. Yes." They both slipped on their shoes. He took her hand,
then led her back to his bedroom where he closed and locked the door. She
went and sat on his unmade bed, ignoring the clothes on the floor,

"Sorry about the mess. I wasn't expecting such wonderful company." They sat
down on the bed. At once his arm went around her as they kissed yet
again. This time her tongue joined in the find the tonsils contest while
half way through it, she felt his hand cup her breast. She felt his hand
reach and rub her nipple. She breathed. His hand went to the back of her
neck, under her pony tail. Maggie felt the neck strap come loose as his
hand dropped her back. The back strap came loose. The top fell to her
lap. A sixteen year old boy could see her bare breasts, all of them,
including her nipples and areola, "Maggie. They're beautiful," he said.

"They're still small," she said, doubt in her voice.

"Beautiful, " he said as he kissed one nipple and then the other, then
sucked on both. "Anything more than a mouthful is wasted," he said.

"Ohhh," she moaned. She began rubbing Charlie's chest.

Maggie. You know what a blow job is, don't you?"

"It's when a guy puts his thing in a girl's mouth. She goes back and forth
on it until his thing squirts."

"Yeah. Lots of girls like to think of it as a lollypop. You know the one
with the soft cream in the middle. A nice red lollypop." He quickly kissed
her lips and then her nipples again. His hand slipped between her legs
again. Again she opened them for his exploration. "Maggie. Want to taste my
lollypop?"

"Doesn't it taste bad?"

"Like sucking your thumb."

"Oh." He kissed both nipples again, kissing one as he caressed the other.

"Let's see," he said as he stood up, then pulled down his swim trunks and
jock. His cock, his hard six inch cock sprung out, the red head pointed
straight at her mouth.

"Oh. I'ts big."

"I've seen bigger.

"What do I do?"

Charlie moved closer to Maggie. "Take Petey in your hand, Hold him
lightly. Open your mouth and cover your teeth with your lips. Then lean
forward so he goes in, then close your mouth gently and start going back
and forth. You can take your hand away or leave it where it was, or rub him
back and forth like your mouth does. You've never done this, right?"

"No. I thought I never would."

"Lots of girls now start with giving head. Shoot, my sister Gail started
that way and she was twelve."

Maggie decided she didn't want to know more about Maggie. But if Maggie
blew guys, well she would too. "Here goes. I hope I do okay." With that she
leaned forward with mouth open and lips covering teeth and took an honest
to goodness boy's long, red headed cock into her virgin mouth. No
taste. Just feel. She started bobbing back and forth.

"Oh, nice Maggie. Nice. Keep it up. Maybe start going faster when I ask you
too. I'll let you know before I cum. But try to just keep your mouth on
it. It doesn't taste bad. It won't hurt you. Most girls these days swallow
the first time. Yes."

Well, if other girls can swallow the first time, I can too, she thought,.

"Okay, Maggie, a bit faster." As Charlie said that he put his hand lightly
on the back of her head, above her bobbing pony tail. "Ah, so
good. Yes. It's about to come, Maggie. I'm going to..... SHOOT! as Maggie
felt and tasted a warm steam shoot into her mouth. She tasted a sweetish
liquid with a bit of salt to it as well. Charlie held her head, but not to
make her uncomfortable. She felt several spurts. As they died away,
Charlie's hands dropped. He pulled back so Maggie looked at the cock, wet
with her saliva and maybe his cum. He lifted her up and kissed her
hard. "Super," he said. "You okay?"

"Yes. I guess so. I'd thought it would be super gross. It's not. I'll do
that again."

"Good. I can give you tips, " His hands went back to her breasts, touching,
pinching the nipples, cupping. She felt her breath begin to get
shallow. Then, while she still stood close to him, his hands dropped lower,
to her zipper. In a kiss break she looked down to see his cock hard
again. She heard and seemed to feel the zipper of her cut offs come down,
then her waist button come loose, then Charlie pulling them down to her
knees, then his hands at her waist, holding her tiny pink thong's waist
strap, then that minimum piece of cloth coming down again to her knees.

"Charlie. You're the first boy to see me like this," she almost whispered.

"You are beautiful, Maggie. Beautiful." With that he picked her up, then
lay her on the bed. He drew off both cut offs and thong.

"Charlie. There's a condom in my right pocket. I stole it from Mike."

"Maggie. When was your last period?"

"I stopped five days ago."

"Like Gail. I see her tampons in the bathroom trash. Look, it's better
without one. Feels nicer. I swear you won't get pregnant now."

"Oh. I trust you, Charlie." As he knelt between her spread and raised knees
she said. "I am a virgin, Charlie. Please be easy."

"I will Maggie. I will," he said softly as he eased himself down on
her. She felt his hand on her vaginal lips, then the head slipping slowly
in. Maggie felt his cock go deeper, deeper, then stop. "This may hurt just
a bit, Maggie. " He kissed her just before he thrust into her.

"OH!" Maggie said, then "Oh. Not so bad," as Charlie began his thrusts in
and out, up and down. She wrapped her ams around him. "Oh, Charlie, It's,
it's, I don't know what. But it feels good. Good. Should I go up and down,
too?"

"Yes. Put your feet inside my legs. Yeah. That's right. I last longer if
there's a blow job first, You have a better chance of cumming." He began to
breathe heavier. Maggie began to match his thrusts, going up when he went
down and down when he went up. Once his cock came out, but it was in at
once. She felt the same sensation she'd felt earlier on her bed. But it was
a boy making that happen, Not her hand but Charlie's dick. Not his penis,
that cold scientific word, but his dick, his cock, his peter, his.... in
her pussy, her snatch, her beaver, even her cunt. "Oh, God, Maggie. I'm
close. I'm close."

"Charlie. I just came. There's another one. Don't stop. Please don't stop."

Charlie continue to thrust. Even when she felt his sperm shoot into her
pussy he kept going.

"Oh, YES CHARLIE. I'M CUMMING." She smiled as she said that.

"Wonderful. Was it good?"

"Oh, yes. That first hurt some. But it got real nice." She looked at her
watch, It read 10:50. One hour and five minutes from the time she left her
bedroom. First boy to see her totally naked since she was nine or
ten. First cock to suck. First cock fuck. No longer a virgin. Charlie got
up, then reached down to hold her hands and pull her up.

"Oh, shit. What if Mom or Dad sees this. I'm screwed!" Charlie's face
looked twisted in fear.

"What's wrong?" Maggie asked.

"Look at the bed." Maggie turned around. Where she had lain, right where
her pussy had to have been was a bright red spot. Obviously her blood. It
had to be four inches wide. "You have blood on your thighs."

She looked at his now limp dick. "You have some on your cock."

Okay. I'll take you to the hall bath. Take a quick shower. I can clean my
cock. I'll get a fresh sheet and make my bed again."

"I'll help. Look, I know how to use a washing machine. Let's wash and dry
the sheet. If the blood gets washed out we fold it and put it in with the
other sheets." All this standing naked in front of an also naked boy. "Show
me the bathroom."

Charlie did, wiping off his cock with toilet paper and then using a tea
towel to dry off. Maggie saw the shower head screwed to a flexible hose, so
she got in the tub, turned on the water to rinse off her thighs. Finished,
she used the same tea towel to dry off her thighs.

They went back to Charlie's room, got dressed, and got the bottom sheet in
the washer. Maggie took over so soon the sheet got started in cleaning, a
new bottom sheet got put on and the bed made. The two looked at each other.

"I'm not going to bleed every time, am I?"

"No." Charlie put his arms around Maggie. "How long will that sheet take?"

"Washing and drying, about two hours,"

"We have three hours until Gail should be home, At least three."

"Let's go back to your room. You say there are other things about sucking a
dick."

"There are," Charlie said as he took Maggie by the hand to lead her to his
room. Soon they lay on his bed. Charlie still wore only his swim
trunks. Maggie's halter lay on the floor. Charlie answered her questions
about things other than just taking a cock into her mouth and going up and
down or back and forth - use of tongue, the balls, kissing,
touching. Maggie tried a second time. They both moaned.

Maggie came again when Charlie again went between her legs to kiss and lick
her clit. She knew she came twice before he crawled up to easily slide his
cock into her sopping wet cunt. This time, after cumming once before,
Maggie came just as he started pumping his cum into her welcoming snatch.

They went to the laundry room to put the sheet in the dryer seeing that the
stain seemed gone. "Bleach," Maggie said as the sheet began to tumble. They
went back up to Charlie's room to check the time. Over an hour before the
earliest that Gail should be home. Hmm, they both said as they sank onto
the bed, kissing and feeling.

"I can't believe I'm about to give you my third blow job," Maggie said as
she hovered over Charlie's hard cock, her face close to the red head and
her butt up in the air.

"The first two were great. How can this be better?"

"Tell me after I tell you how the third fuck was." With that she began
licking Charlie's cock. She'd just returned from sucking his balls when
there was one rap on the door,

"Oh my God, Charlie. Who is that? Maggie the prude? Damn!"

"Oh, shit. Maggie. Don't stop. Gail, just watch."

"I can't fucking believe this. Maggie Bilko sucking my kid brother's
dick. Wow." Maggie continued to work the now familiar prick.

Maggie felt the twitch in Charlie's cock. "Maggie. I'm about to cum," he
said.

"Damn!" Gail said. "She's swallowing." Maggie swallowed. When Charlie
finished his last, she took her mouth off his cock.

"Hi, Gail. We did."

Gail shook her head. "How long has this been going on?"

"Since this morning," Maggie said,

"Wow!"

"Gail you say anything about this and..."

"I won't, Charlie. I like Maggie a lot, but she is such a prude. I just
hope her first time was good for her."

`It was awesome, Gail," Maggie said. "I don't think I'm a prude now."

Charlie laughed. "I don't think so either. Look, Gail, Maggie and I want to
be alone for just a bit longer? Thanks."

"And Gail, could you get the sheet out of the dryer? We had to wash it."

"Oh. I understand. I'll do that. Why not try the reverse cowgirl?"

"What's that?" Charlie asked.

"She sits looking toward your feet. Great cock angle. You guys can fold the
sheet. I'll bring it up. You can fold it since you already made the bed."
With that Gail left.

Maggie smiled at Charlie. "You're hard again."

"We have time for one more, I think. I may take awhile."

"Good. Seems better for me. I get off several times I guess."

The new new partners got back on the bed. Charlie lay down on his back,
then Maggie centered herself over his crotch, facing away from his
face. "Ride `em, cowgirl, " Charlie called as Maggie's wet pussy began the
slide down the erect cock.

She smiled. "I'm paying for Dad," she whispered.



Dear Reader,

When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than
between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth
came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party
"... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly
states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read
"... ranging from a bald, flat one who looked 11 . . ." Feel free to point
out other errors. If I were to ever find a paper publisher, such errors
will be corrected.

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