Woulda Shoulda Coulda

Adventure #3: Todd and the Girls Part 3

© 2021 by Gamin Paramour

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Part 3

With our preliminary research sorted out, further work divvied up, and a plan for the presentation developing nicely we packed up our books and smiled eagerly all around. We all knew what was next.

"You wanna go downstairs?" Todd asked, and Angela practically jumped out of her chair. We all grinned and bustled down to the rec room where we naturally took our same places as the other day.

"Let's just pick up right where we left off," Angela said, and Todd and I shared a smile remembering my prediction that she would say exactly that. Jennifer giggled and rose from her chair, excitedly stripping off her beige pullover top in about one second. She and I shared a smile as I admired her flat little chest and tiny, pointed, light brown nipples.

"Well come on!" she urged, and I began shucking off clothes without taking my eyes off of her. In seconds we faced each other in only our underwear just as we had left off, and then we glanced to the other couple to admire their near-nudity as well. Todd and I both bulged our bright white briefs to full capacity and Angela's nipples seemed even bigger and more erect than the first time.

"OK," Angela instructed, "it's time for boy-girl over the underwear," but I surprised myself by piping up.

"Can't we just skip to where the underwear comes off? I mean, that's where it's going, right?" Angela looked at me in surprised admiration, like she didn't think I had that much boldness in me.

"Is that what you guys want?" she asked, looking back and forth between Todd and Jennifer. Todd's grin lit up like Christmas and he nodded his head so eagerly I thought he'd hurt his neck. Jennifer only smiled and blushed pink.

"Well, all right," Angela said, smiling too. "But you know the rules: the boys have to go first!"

"OK!" Todd said and immediately jerked his undies to his knees. The girls grinned lustily as they focused on Todd's straining, hairless four-inch boner. They shared a happy smile then turned to me expectantly.

I lowered my shorts slowly, smiling as my thick five-inch cock sprang free and jutted out into the air. Jennifer sucked in her breath.

"You have hair!" she exclaimed. "Lots of it! I knew you had a big one but I never thought you'd be so grown up."

I smiled proudly. It wasn't an accomplishment, of course; we all have whatever nature gives us. At that age it was a rarity though, and it made me feel special.

"Boy," Angela said in something like awe. "It looks just like a man's does!"

When we all turned to her questioningly she explained, "I walked in on my Dad once when he was getting out of the shower, only his wasn't stickin' up."

Jennifer nodded understanding and turned back to further appraise my cock. She seemed to like what she saw, but then she adopted a serious face and turned again to confront Angela.

"Are you sure? I mean super bet-your-life sure?"

Angela put on her most sincere expression. "Yes, I'm super sure," she said. "It can't happen, no matter what. Not until we have our periods."

I didn't yet know the mechanics of human procreation; that the real biological purpose of a boner is to deliver sperm deep into a woman's vagina so it can fertilize an egg. In my experience the purpose of a boner was to feel great when played with, and the semen was pretty much just a messy inconvenience you had to put up with in order to have that amazing feeling. I, for one, wished I could get the feeling without the mess.

Like most 12-year-old boys in 1966 I had only a vague playground understanding that grownups "did it" and that babies were the result, but I really had no clue what, precisely, they actually did. The phrase "doing it" was naughty and exciting enough for me and had sufficed nicely up to that point in my life, but now it appeared as a gaping hole in my worldly knowledge, and worse, one that the girls seemed to have already in hand.

Jennifer still seemed upset, so I took her hand and looked into her troubled eyes.

"Do you want to stop?" I asked her sincerely. "We don't have to do anything if you don't want to."

"Don't chicken out on me, Jen," Angela begged. "We've been sayin' for a whole year that we were gonna do stuff with boys as soon as we got to junior high!"

"I know," Jennifer said plaintively, "but does it have to be everything? We're only 12!"

"You were the one who said you wanted to," Angela argued. "You said my fingers felt so good you had to know what it was like with a boy's thing."

"I know!" Jennifer said in anguish.

"And you said yourself that now is the perfect time, while we're still too young to get pregnant."

Pregnant! I knew that word. It meant you were gonna have a baby! I flashed on that future vision again, with me and Jennifer pushing a carriage, only this time we weren't adults. We were 7th graders!

"Whoa! Wait a minute!" I exclaimed. "I can't be having no baby! I'm practically still a baby myself!"

"Your thing sure isn't," Angela said dryly. "I mean, you make sperm, right?"

I reddened, but the S.S. Bashful had sailed long ago and I just went with honesty. "Yeah, for a couple of years already. What does that have to do with it?"

"What do you mean, what does that have to do with it?" Angela asked in shock. "It has everything to do with it! Jennifer, I thought you said these guys weren't dummies."

Todd and I looked at each other in bewilderment.

"You too?" Angela asked Todd and he reddened as much as me. "Weren't you listening in Health class when they explained all this? It couldn't be simpler. For Pete's sake it was in a cartoon!"

Todd fixed her with his eyes. "Honest to God Angela, they never said one word about babies."

Angela and Jennifer shared a look, then Angela sighed and shook her head. "OK, here's how it works."

She proceeded to give us the nutshell version of the facts of life: Baby-Making 101. I was tremendously relieved when their claim of being too young to get pregnant fell into place with my new understanding of reproductive biology.

And then my heart pounded when I realized what it meant, that the girls' objective was to get our dicks inside of them! I saw the excitement in Todd's eyes and my own heart vaulted again. Not only would I get to do it with an actual girl, I was suddenly sure that Todd would do whatever Angela wanted the two of us to do if it got him into her pussy.

"But you still have to earn it!" Angela said sternly. "In a minute me and Jennifer are going to lick each other, but first you guys have to lick each other, and not just for a second. We're going to time how long each of you does it, and then we'll do it just as long."

Jennifer brightened and piped in, "So the longer you do it the longer we'll do it! You said you wanted to watch us, right?"

Todd practically hyperventilated but managed to gasp, "Hell yeah!"

The girls giggled and Angela said, "Go ahead, then."

Todd and I negotiated with our eyes. I had gone first the previous day in Todd's bedroom so technically it was his turn, but of course we weren't going to explain that to the girls. I had just decided to take the plunge and go first when Todd slipped off of the couch to his knees.

He smiled up at me and leaned in, extending his tongue and giving the underside of my aching rod a pretty good lick from the base to the tip. He didn't make any pretense of it, didn't try to act like it was difficult for him in any way, and I had a momentary fear that Angela would smell something fishy, but then I thought again and decided that it was probably better this way. She did lezzie stuff with Jennifer right in front of us and didn't pretend not to like it, and we had this whole elaborate mutual-blackmail scheme to make sure nobody could tell. This was about as safe as it could possibly be.

Todd began swirling his tongue around my cockhead and I saw the girls share an excited and appreciative look, but then when Todd actually took my head into his mouth and began to suck Angela tumbled.

"You already did this before!" she exclaimed. "Jennifer, these guys were already doing it with each other!"

"No, not until you started it," I corrected while Todd's lips slipped further down my shaft. "The other day when you left us high and dry we thought we were gonna die if we didn't do something, so we ended up, you know, helping each other out."

Todd pulled off and added, "You girls were so sexy we just couldn't stand it any longer," and he plunged back down.

It was exactly the right thing to say. Angela's chest swelled and she grinned at Jennifer.

"Did you hear that?" she exclaimed proudly. "They wanted us so bad they had to do it with each other!"

Jennifer beamed as well, making happy eye contact with me for a second before turning back to her friend.

"Please, Angela," she begged, "let's do it too, right now. We don't have to worry about them telling on us. Just look at 'em. They love it!"

Todd smiled up at me and sucked harder. I turned to the girls and implored, "But we want to watch! We can't pay attention if we're doing it too. We'll be, like, distracted."

Angela debated for half a second. "OK," she said, "you guys just sit together and play with each other. Me and Jen are going to get the party going good!"

Todd backed off and returned to the couch and I piled in next to him. We crossed arms and started slowly jerking each other while Jennifer knelt before Angela.

It occurred to me that Todd could have suggested jerking each other that first day if all he wanted was to get his rocks off, but he skipped right over mutual masturbation and went straight to blow jobs. I had been so happy at the prospect that I hadn't even registered it. At least subconsciously he had wanted to trade BJs right from the start!

"Do me good, baby," Angela said, this time in a genuinely seductive voice. "Let's give these guys a real show!"

Jennifer had the sexiest look yet in her eyes as she reached up to take Angela's powder-pink panties in her hands. Slowly, tantalizingly she inched them down the slim girl's hips, pausing as the elastic waistband reached the top of the vertical groove we had only recently learned the existence of. Angela sighed and raised her hips just enough to let the undies pass, and suddenly the mysterious beauty of female anatomy was revealed to us.

Todd gripped my cock tightly as he stroked me and we shared an excited glance. Jennifer lowered the panties down Angela's slim, elegant calves, down over her dainty feet and off, tossing them away over her shoulder. She was laser-focused on that hairless slit, gazing upon it with the same reverence as I had regarded Todd's beautiful dick the first time I saw it erect.

"Do it, baby!" Angela entreated, opening her knees wide. "Give me that wonderful tongue!"

Jennifer leaned in and attacked the top of the slit. I remembered playing spirited tongue-tag with that strong, slippery appendage and I knew it must feel awesome for Angela, a fact borne out by her sharp intake of breath and cry of ecstasy.

"Oh, Jennifer!" she moaned. "Eat it, baby! Lick my button!"

Todd and I gripped each other even harder at that, though we had no clue what button she might have been referring to. I was surprised to realize that I was more turned on watching Jennifer lick Angela than when I looked down on Todd licking me!

Let's not go crazy, though. Even with all these new emotions swirling inside I still knew that the ultimate for me would always be sucking a boy's nice hard dick.

Jennifer was euphoric as she ravished her special friend, making little guttural sounds and occasional high-pitched squeals. She couldn't wolf it fast enough, like she was gorging on her first meal after starving on a desert island for a year. Angela's moans and cries of rapture joined Jennifer's grunts and there was no doubt that both were fully into it.

"You'd better slow down," I warned Todd. "I'm gonna shoot any second."

Jennifer popped her head up and cried, "No! Not yet!"

Angela opened her eyes and fixed Todd with her stare. "You gotta wait for us," she ordered, and Todd immediately stopped jerking and just held me loosely. I was actually grateful for the reprieve, because a hand job would never compare with what I thought I'd soon experience.

Jennifer's cute face was shiny with -- what? Slobber? -- as she dived back between her friend's legs. In a second the girls were back to their intense coupling, and Angela was pushing her hips up to Jennifer's mauling mouth.

"Almost, baby!" Angela moaned, all of the young muscles in her stomach and legs rhythmically tensing and releasing. "Oh, shit! Oh baby!" she cried, crushing Jennifer's head down to her as she thrust up.

Jennifer's whole demeanor shifted, becoming fiercely single-minded. Her lips pulled tight and concentrated on a single point at the very top of the hairless slit. I remembered Angela's reference to her button and figured that must be what Jennifer was focused upon, and somehow I knew that this was the goal, the end game of girl-girl sex. I didn't know if girls came like boys, but it seemed apparent that something powerful was about to happen.

"Ahhhh!" Angela cried as the most intense contraction yet wracked her slim body. "Oh Jen! Oh God!!"

The girls writhed for half a minute, Angela's loins pulsing and her thighs squeezing Jennifer's face. Angela moaned over and over, muttering soft thank-yous and stroking Jennifer's hair as she came down from her peak. Finally Jennifer sat back on her heels and beamed a shiny-faced grin up into Angela's smiling eyes.

"I love how you do that," Angela said with deep affection. "You're just the best, Jennifer!"

"Wow," Todd muttered softly, awed by the majesty of what had just happened. We were just two horny boys, sure, but even we recognized that we had just witnessed something special. The girls' eyes were still locked together in amazed, overwhelmed happiness, and Jennifer didn't even break it as she pulled the back of her hand across her face to wipe away the shiny glaze of whatever the hell it was.

Neither girl said a word but their mutual gaze said "I love you" like a Hallmark card the size of a billboard. There was dead silence for perhaps a full minute until Angela sighed deeply and turned to us with a goofy smile contorting her pretty face. Years later I would see that same goofy smile on college friends who had smoked a whole lot of weed.

"What's next, Angela?" Todd prompted gently, but she just waved him off and lay there panting and smiling.

"When Angela has a really good one like that she's too sensitive to do anything more for a while," Jennifer explained. "She'll be ready again in a few minutes."

"That happens with boys, too," I said. "Right after I get that great feeling I can't even touch my dick for a while."

"The great feeling is called cumming," Jennifer said with pride of knowledge. "My Mom accidentally took me to a movie last year that was way too old for me, and they called it that. I had to pretend I didn't know what they were talking about or my Mom would have taken me out of the theater, except I did know because me and Angela were already making each other do it!"

"That's so awesome!" Todd said. "You girls are so lucky you found out so young."

"I'm happy you boys found each other, too," Jennifer said with a very genuine smile, and Todd and I shared a look.

"Just do whatever you want to do, you guys," Angela said. "We don't need the whole big thing anymore. Nobody's gonna tell."

I looked at Jennifer with excitement. "I want to do that to you!" I blurted. "Todd and I made each other... uh, cum... and I really liked making him so happy. Please Jennifer, let me make you happy too!"

Jennifer giggled like -- well, like a schoolgirl -- and returned my excited look. "Come on," she said, slipping onto the couch next to Angela and scooting her cute butt to the front of the cushion. "I'll tell you what to do."

I hurried to my knees before her and gazed up at her sweet childish body. In four years of sexual awareness I had never thought about a girl even once, but now this girl was all I could think about.

"Just a second, Jen," Angela interrupted, and it was just about on my last nerve. Why did that girl have to insert herself into absolutely everything? I was about to snap something rude at her when Angela gently added, "Remember the Flood Zone."

"Oh, yeah," Jennifer said in small embarrassment. "That could have been bad. Todd, do you maybe have an old towel or a blanket or something? One that nobody will notice if it gets stained?"

"I think so, yeah," Todd replied with a questioning look. "What for?"

Angela smiled and said "Jennifer makes a real lot of juice when she cums. I tease her and call her pussy the Flood Zone."

That would indeed have been a catastrophe if Todd's Mom came home and found a big stain on the couch. She wouldn't necessarily jump to the conclusion that Todd had been having sex, but he'd at least get in trouble for spilling pop or something. And who knew? Maybe pussy juice smells really strong or something.

Todd hurried off naked to a back room, emerging seconds later with an old blanket. As he unfolded it I saw that it was covered with different colored smears.

"My Dad uses this as a drop-cloth when he paints stuff," Todd explained.

Both girls scooted off the couch and Todd spread the blanket out, including under Angela's spot.

"Just in case," he said with a smile.

Jennifer settled back into her previous position, only this time with furniture protection.

"Grab my panties on both sides," she instructed, "and pull 'em down real slow."

I hooked my fingers into the waistband at each of her hips and began pulling the gossamer blue material toward me. Inches of her smooth, flat, baby-soft skin came into view, narrowing along her hip bones and getting ever closer to her sweet-smelling girly parts.

I bared another inch of her and the flatness began to swell, revealing a smooth mound of flesh that I wasn't expecting. It wasn't like Angela's pubic area, which remained flat all the way to the top of her slit and maintained the same creamy skin tone as the rest of her body. This was rounded and pillowy and gradually changed from alabaster white to a pinkish hue that reminded me of the inside of a conch shell some kid brought to show-and-tell once.

It looked like the most tender skin there could ever be, and I couldn't wait to touch it.

"Take 'em off," Jennifer urged, and raised her hips slightly to allow me to skin the panties the rest of the way down and off. I stared in wonder at her smooth, bald femininity, the second such sight of my life and intriguingly different from the first.

Unlike Angela's, her pink slit didn't appear as one straight line from top to bottom. The beautiful cleft before me started at the very top with two slits, angled together like a V and joining into one about two inches lower. This continued as a single slit the rest of the way downward looking a bit like the letter Y.

Between these two smaller top slits there was a narrow hood-like structure, like a point of land between two converging rivers. It was maybe three-quarters of an inch long with what appeared to be an opening at the end, with something small and pink and rounded peeking out. As I surveyed this curious arrangement it struck me like a bolt that the rounded little thing at the end of the hood was shaped just like a tiny little dickhead! It glistened with moisture as if coated in oil and I pondered it in amazement.

It couldn't have been more alien to me if it was from Neptune.

Jennifer pulled up her knees, opening herself for my inspection. The lower part of her slit gaped open a half-inch, revealing lovely pink inner folds that also glistened and reflected light. There was an opening inside, a pinkish-red cave that seemed to promise unseen treasure yet to discover, and I got to be Aladdin. Below that was her perfect pink, tiny asshole, even more enticing than I had found Todd's. I sucked in my breath and licked my lips in anticipation.

"Right up here," Jennifer said, reaching down and spreading open the top of the Y with her fingers. "This is my button." She touched the tip of her finger to the little dickhead-like thing. Todd and I made eye contact and grinned.

"It's really called a clitoris," Angela piped in, never one to give up the spotlight for long. "But we've always called it a button and we like it better."

"But where's yours, Angela?" Todd asked, no doubt eager to get his girl re-engaged in the fun so he could get some too. "I can't see it."

"It's right inside," Angela said, reaching down to spread her own slit with two fingers. There, sure enough, was a similar hood-like arrangement with a somewhat bigger, somewhat redder button showing itself. "Not every girl looks just the same down there, just like your two dicks don't look exactly the same."

"I'm glad yours is on the outside, Jennifer," I said. "I think it looks beautiful."

Jennifer smiled down at me as Angela interjected, "Me too!"

"And down here is my vagina," Jennifer said, using the fingertips of both hands to spread the bottom of her slit wide open. I could then fully see her shining red opening and realized that it went way up inside her. It was tremendously exciting to think that that's where she wanted me to put my cock!

"Can I kiss your pussy? Please, Jennifer?"

"OK, but don't go right for the button," she said. "Give me little kisses, like all around but not directly on it."

"Kiss her pussy lips first," Angela instructed, always the micromanager. "She loves that."

Jennifer indicated the puffy, pink-tinged skin on either side of the slit. "They're really called labia," she said, "but that's just Latin for lips."

I was frankly getting a little tired of the terminology lesson, but I guessed that was just the downside of having sex with a smart girl who's into science.

As if there was a downside.

As I prepared to launch into the unknown Angela's voice came one more time.

"Oh To-odd," she sang. "Want to come over and play?"

Todd literally fell over my feet as he scrambled to get to her. He picked himself off of the floor and rushed into Angela's waiting arms, where they crushed together into a massive kiss. Without hesitation Angela reached between his legs and gripped his burgeoning cock.

"Oh, man!" she exclaimed. "I knew it was supposed to stick up but I didn't know it would get this hard!"

"I think it's as hard as it's ever been," Todd said urgently as Angela began to stroke him the way she had seen us stroke each other. The boy gasped, and I was happy for him that he was realizing his dream of being with Angela.

"Come on, Bill," Jennifer said gently. "I want it now, OK?"

I didn't answer, just leaned in and placed a soft kiss on one of her pink lips. It was as silky soft as I had imagined and her sexy scent was the strongest yet. My arousal entered the stratosphere.

"Yeah, like that," she sighed. "All around."

I pecked tender kisses along her puffy pink lips, starting at the bottom and moving up an inch at a time until I reached the top, then skipped over her button and kissed down the lips on the other side. I had a wild impulse to keep kissing downward, across her tender flesh to that pretty pink butthole, but even I thought that was kind of weird and I chickened out. I decided her pussy was plenty for a first exploration.

"OK," Jennifer said with a happy smile, "you can kiss my button now. Gently, though."

I placed my lips carefully on the little pink nub, surprised at how firm it felt and not put off at all by its moist slickness. In fact, I loved how it felt and tasted. I nibbled three soft kisses and thrilled when Jennifer moaned in appreciation. I kissed it a few more times and I felt her hands come to the back of my head, combing her fingers through my hair.

"Lick it," she instructed softly. "Just the tip of your tongue at first."

I touched the very tip of my tongue to the very tip of her button, and Jennifer moaned again. Encouraged, I gave it a few more teasing licks and Jennifer moaned all the louder.

"Keep your tongue on it," Jennifer said breathlessly. "Just lick up and down, up and down."

I pressed my tongue against her button and moved it up and down, pushing ever harder against its spongy resistance, and she gasped in pleasure as her belly tightened.

"Oh yeah, yeah!" she cried. "Keep doing that!"

I licked and licked for a long time, getting frustrated at the repetition but loving that she was responding so excitedly. I had a few ideas of my own that I really wanted to try, so finally I decided to just give it a whirl, and if she didn't like it I could always go back to the simple vertical licks.

I pulled back for a second and pooled some saliva on my tongue, figuring the slicker the better. I leaned in again and began to swirl my tongue around and around her tumescent little nub, treating it very much the way I had treated Todd's dickhead that first time. Just like Todd, Jennifer's reaction was enthusiastic.

"Oh yeah! That's good! Oh, Bill, do it like that!"

The tiny dickhead analogy was working, so I decided to take it further. I used my lips to gently push the hood back as far as I could, then closed them around her exposed little button. I began to suck it like I would a cock and Jennifer drew in her breath in response.

"Oh my God!" she cried. "Angela! He's sucking it just like you do! I didn't even ask him to yet!"

"Oh, wow!" Angela said in amazement, and suddenly her face and Todd's loomed in my peripheral vision. Todd smiled knowingly, perhaps recognizing my mouth motions.

"How did you know to do that?" Angela asked in wonder. "It took me about three times to figure that out."

"He's a natural," Todd said, sounding rather proud of me. "The boy knows how to use his mouth."

I smiled around Jennifer's button, noticing that it seemed to be getting bigger and firmer every second. It was like her pussy was getting a boner! I bore down even harder as she grabbed my head with both hands, grinding my face into her crotch and thrusting up with her hips.

I became aware of her heat rising and her female scent growing stronger, and then I felt a slimy slickness on my chin. Jennifer was oozing some kind of semi-viscous liquid that felt and tasted quite similar to Todd's immature cum, and I knew that meant I was giving her the same kind of pleasure that she had given Angela earlier. I pictured myself all shiny-faced with her pussy juice and I loved it!

"Suck my button, baby!" Jennifer cried, her most intense outburst yet. "C'mon..c'mon... Almost there!"

I sucked that little nub for all I was worth, also using my tongue to flick and tease its very tip, and then I felt her arch her back and push up to me from the couch. Her juices were flowing like crazy by then, running down my chin to the blanket below, and her thighs went tight as her muscles clenched and her belly heaved.

"Ahhhhh!" she cried, thrusting and bucking up to my mouth. "Oh my God! Oh! Oh!"

Jennifer writhed and thrashed but I held her hips tight to my face. I didn't even remember slipping my hands under her beautiful butt but at some point I must have, and I squeezed her cheeks and pulled her in with all my strength as if trying to force her whole body into my mouth. I sucked and licked and she came and came until I finally felt her convulsions begin to ebb and I slowed my attack to match. Finally we both stopped our exertions and I simply held her sopping, sensitive bald pussy against my mouth, thrilling to the way it continued to throb and pulsate.

"That was amazing, Bill!" Angela said from the peanut gallery. "Are you sure you've never done that before?"

I smiled my shiny smile and said, "I'm pretty sure I'd remember that."

Jennifer looked dreamily down at me and softly said, "Thank you. I love how you love to please me."

I smiled affectionately back. "That's what's fun for me, making you feel so good."

"Is it our turn yet?" Todd asked Angela in an outright begging tone. "I'd sure like to feel good too."

"Well, Jen and I have something planned, but she won't be ready for that for a few minutes. Why don't you sit back and I'll see what I can do for you?"

Todd grinned and took a seat on the blanket, though of course there was no danger of copious fluids coming out of him. Angela slipped to her knees in front of him but turned first to speak to me.

"You can give me advice if you want," she said. "I think you're pretty much the master of mouth stuff."

It sounded surprisingly genuine, the first time I'd ever heard Angela compliment anyone except Jennifer. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all.

"I think you'll do just fine," I said, returning her generosity. "Just think of his dick as a great big pussy-button!"

I could see in Angela's eyes that she got the point. She leaned in and began to run her tongue around the head of Todd's throbbing boner, making him moan in pleasure.

For the next ten minutes Jennifer and I watched Angela give Todd a really enthusiastic long slow blow job. I piped in with a few pointers but mostly she invented it as she went along and did extremely well. When he finally bucked his hips up and drove his four inches solidly into her mouth she stayed down on it through all of his spasms, her throat working to swallow the tiny bit of thin cream the boy was capable of producing. She rode him until he quieted and sat back on her heels with a satisfied smile. Todd's spit-coated cock jutted up just as stiff as ever.

"Nice, Angela," I said sincerely and she genuinely appreciated it.

"It's getting late, you guys," Jennifer said. "There's one last thing and I can't wait for it until the next meeting!"

"Does that mean what I think it means?" I asked, and Jennifer grinned wickedly.

"It sure does," she said. "But you guys have to do exactly what we say, OK? Me and Angela have figured it all out."

Todd and I nodded eager agreement.

"Last time when we saw how big Bill's dick is we had to modify the plan a bit," Angela said. "I'm sure Todd's will fit in me but I don't know if Bill's will fit in Jennifer."

Jen reached down to her pants discarded on the floor and produced a small tube from the pocket. "It's my Mom's hand cream that she carries in her purse. I already tried it by myself. It's nice and slippery and made my finger go up inside real easy, and it doesn't sting or anything. It cleans off real easy, too, and it even smells nice!"

"Cool," I said. I had jerked off with hand cream many times in my masturbatory career and I knew how good it felt in and of itself.

"The other thing is the position," Angela said, in boss-lady mode again. It no longer pissed me off, though. That was just Angela.

"We want to be on top, so we can control things," she went on. "Bill, come sit next to Todd with your two boners sticking straight up."

I took my place, and even though both of our cocks angled back toward our faces a bit I figured it was close enough.

Jennifer squirted a glob of hand cream into her palm and began to coat my pulsing boyhood. It struck me that this was the very first time she had ever touched it skin-on-skin, and I thrilled to the sensation. She got more cream, and then more until finally I was almost dripping with it. She squirted out a last glob and applied it directly to her own opening.

"Ready, Angela?" she asked, and her friend responded, "Oh, yeah!"

These girls were just as horny as we were.

In perfect unison they climbed into position straddling each of our hips, facing forward. It was like they had choreographed it. Jennifer reached down and took my intensely hard cock into her small hand. I felt her move it around, the head sliding across her soft smooth mound and finally slipping between her folds. She adjusted herself a bit forward, then to the left, and I felt my cockhead center on a warm depression. I gasped to realize that my cock was poised at her virgin opening.

I glanced over at Todd and Angela and saw them similarly posed. The girls were watching each other as well and I soon realized why.

"Now!" Angela said with her usual authority, and both girls began to lower themselves.

"Oh my God," Todd gasped as he slid effortlessly into his dream girl. As Angela had predicted Todd's slim cock fit easily and it was mere seconds until she was impaled with him.

"Mmmmm," she cooed and wiggled her hips, taking every millimeter of him and settling as deeply as possible onto him. She threw her head back and sighed in contentment.

Jennifer wasn't having such an easy time. Even with the hand cream my cock was a tight fit. It had gone in an inch or so but then stalled. I held her by her tiny waist and made reassuring eye contact.

"It's OK, Jennifer," I said softly. "Take your time. It'll be OK."

I wanted to give all of myself to her, but her creamy folds felt so amazing engulfing me that I feared I wouldn't last long enough to make it to the bottom. Her heat and the whole intoxicating sexual scene threatened to made me blow my load at any moment. I was a 12-year-old boy with a hair trigger and his cockhead in its first pussy. It was not a scenario that promised restraint.

Next to us Angela smiled down at Todd and said, "Come on, baby. Give me that dick."

Todd's red face was a picture of excitement, and he began instinctively rocking his hips in the motion all humans are born knowing.

I desperately wanted to give Jennifer my own instinctive thrusts, but we were stuck. I felt tension beginning in my loins and I just knew I was going to go off prematurely, blasting my cum into her beautiful young pussy without ever experiencing what it really means to fuck. We'd both come out of it frustrated and resentful of the other, though neither of us could really be blamed. She was immature and small and I was developed and big and there was never any reason to believe it would work.

I resigned myself to the inevitable.

"Wait," Jennifer said, and with her hands on my stomach pushed herself back up until my cock was barely touching her entrance again. She wiggled her butt and settled herself again, continuing to wiggle as she descended, and in seconds I was more than halfway into her.

"It's working!" I exclaimed, and she beamed me a huge smile.

"Oh God, Bill," she cried. "You're almost too big, but I think it's going to fit!"

She wiggled and dropped and I slipped into her a fraction at a time. Her heat was astounding as she engulfed me, and her tight pussy gripped my pounding flesh from all sides at once. Finally, after what seemed like an hour, her soft ass settled onto my thighs and I was all the way in!

I could hardly believe the sight before my eyes, Jennifer's tiny bald pussy crushed against my wild and woolly pubic bush. I gave a huge gasp and grinned up into Jennifer's happy face.

"It feels incredible!" I cried. "Oh man, it's so tight and hot!"

Jennifer grinned and squeezed me with her strong pussy muscles, then looked over to share a triumphant smile with Angela.

"Are you OK?" Angela asked her, never pausing in her undulations atop Todd. For his part Todd looked stupefied and totally unable to think about anything except what was happening to his dick.

"It's so good, Angela!" Jennifer said. "I'm all the way full, and it feels fantastic!"

"Wait until you start moving," Angela said with a grin. "It's so much better than the things we've put in there before."

"It sure is," Jennifer agreed. "We're going to need bigger carrots!"

"Can we start moving right now?" I begged. "I can't wait any longer."

Jennifer smiled down at me and softly said, "Just let me get us started, OK?"

I smiled wryly up at her. "Let me guess. You and Angela have it all worked out."

Jennifer giggled and said, "Now you're getting it. We've been practicing for this for a long time."

It dawned on me then exactly what was going on. This whole scene was really Angela and Jennifer fulfilling their fantasy and Todd and I were pretty much just providing the dicks.

I had no problem with that.

Jennifer began to rock her hips, tiny motions at first (which felt wonderful, by the way) and slowly building into a nice rhythm. It was exquisite, her slight weight atop me, the squishing sound her juicy pussy made between us with every undulation, and of course the amazing friction between her tender insides and my steely cock.

I knew that two full-on lesbians were using us to help each other get off but I didn't care. It helped that as a full-on gay boy I wasn't the slightest bit jealous that Jennifer liked Angela better than me. I liked these girls and I was happy they had found love together, and that they had the guts at such a young age to live their truth. It was a lot more guts than I had.

And the fact was I was getting plenty of compensation for my role in their passion play.

Jennifer glanced at the other couple and panted, "Look at Angela go. She's really pounding on him."

I managed to shift my focus away from my own cock for a second and looked over, where Angela was indeed riding Todd like she was bringing Secretariat around the clubhouse turn. Todd was trying to thrust upward in rhythm but Angela had full control and her bald pussy slapped loudly down onto the boy's hairless pubes. Any faster and it would have sounded like applause.

"Let's go, Bill," Jennifer urged. "Fast and hard and deep!"

I didn't have to be asked twice. I rocked my hips at Jennifer's pace, joining the rhythm and enabling longer and longer strokes. Soon we reached a comfortable pace, most of my length sliding in and out of Jennifer's wetter and wetter pussy with virtually no resistance.

"Oh God!" Jennifer moaned. "Oh, fuck me, baby!"

She leaned down and engaged me in a deep, frantic kiss while slamming herself down onto me as I thrust up. Our tongues wrestled like never before and I sensed her rising excitement just like when I ate her pussy. It excited me even more to know that she was going to cum and I felt my own urgency build.

Just as unexpectedly as she had kissed me she broke away and pushed herself vertical again with her hands flat on my chest. Keeping this leverage she doubled down on her thrusts, slamming onto my pubes just as fervently as Angela slammed Todd's. Distantly I wondered how Todd had lasted this long, but then remembered that he had cum once already from Angela's blow job and being still physically immature it was taking a long time to generate a second shot.

"Ohhhhh fuuuuuuck!" Angela suddenly wailed, her gyrations becoming erratic on top of Todd and her whole body bucking wildly. With a gasp for every convulsion Angela came, three huge ones and then countless smaller ones. As she slowed Todd picked up his own pace, humping up for all he was worth. In about ten more pumps he cried out in his familiar climactic grunt and buried himself inside Angela. He shook and shuddered and finally, exhausted, slumped back to the couch.

"Come on, baby!" Jennifer cried, pulling my attention back to her determined face. "Fuck me harder! Harder!"

I was already fucking as hard as I could but I gave it the old junior high try and in a few more pumps I felt Jennifer's pussy muscles clamping around my overheated shaft.

"Oh God! I'm cumming!" she screamed, and abruptly stopped her riding as her pussy clamped its hardest yet around my cock. The squeezes came in waves and Jennifer gasped and cried out over and over, "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"

I felt the surge deep in my gut as a tidal wave of my sperm rushed its way out of me. I felt it climb my five inches and burst out of me deep into Jennifer's lovely little body. A second wave came, and then a third, my body involuntarily bucking upward as I gave her my seed. It was the best physical sensation I'd ever felt in my life, but even as I reveled in it I knew that it was far from the ultimate for me."

It wasn't love, it was just sex.

Jennifer collapsed atop me once more, her flat chest against mine, but our lips didn't meet. She rested her head on my shoulder facing Angela, who was similarly collapsed against Todd. Angela smiled lovingly, and I knew Jennifer was doing the same. I contented myself to lie there beneath her, savoring the feel of her sweet, sweaty, sexy body against mine. I was still inside her but losing hardness fast. We lay there breathing heavily for several minutes until Jennifer finally raised her head enough to look into my eyes.

"That was amazing, Bill," she said with incredible kindness. "Thank you for making my first time so special."

"It was pretty special for me, too," I said. "I can't think of any girl I'd rather do it with."

She smiled brightly for a beat and then said, "We'd better get cleaned up. I'll bet it's getting late."

She rolled off of me to the side away from the others and carefully disengaged from my dick. Her pussy was redder than ever and actually looked like it might be sore, but she kept on smiling and gave no indication of that. As I watched in fascination a whitish trickle began to run out of her and it took me a second to realize that it was my own cum, the color and consistency different because it was mixed with the hand cream we had used for lube. Quite a lot of it came out and ran down onto the blanket.

"That's messier than we expected," Angela piped in, taking control of course. She climbed off of Todd and his wet, limp wiener flopped onto his hairless pubes. "Where's a towel or something?" she asked him but he wasn't together enough to answer quite yet. "Never mind," she said, padding naked to the bar. "I'll find something."

She returned quickly with a handful of small bar napkins, and she and Jennifer shared intimate looks and happy smiles as Angela helped her clean herself. "Better go sit on the toilet and try to squeeze as much out as you can."

Nobody ever complained that Angela wasn't competent, only bossy. I was beginning to like that about her.

Todd awoke from his stupor and said, "You've gotta put clothes on to get to the powder room. The neighbors can see in the windows."

Angela helped Jennifer line her panties with bar napkins for the trip. Jennifer went up the stairs with a happy and friendly smile for me, which made me feel good.

"Angela?" Todd began as the girl searched for her underwear. "Would you maybe want to go with me to the sock hop next week? I mean, now that we're..."

"Oh, Todd," Angela said with uncharacteristic kindness. "You're a sweet boy and I really like messing around with you but I don't want a boyfriend. I have a girlfriend."

Todd looked surprised and confused.

"Todd, me and Jennifer are, you know, together." He still looked confused.

"They're just like you, Todd," I said gently. "They mostly like girls, but they like boys a little bit too."

"Right!" Angela said, regarding me with surprised admiration. "Bill understands. I didn't think anybody would, but he does."

"Angela!" came Jennifer's voice from the top of the stairs. "We have to go. I have ten minutes to get home."

"Coming!" Angela called and resumed hurrying into her clothes. "You don't mind cleaning up and stuff, do you?" she said to Todd. "And you should spray some air freshener down here. It smells like pussy!"

For the second time Todd and I sat on that basement couch listening to the girls' footsteps cross the upstairs floor and the back door creak open and slam shut, but this time we were utterly sated and in no need of relief.

"It's a bummer, man," I said. "I know how much you wanted to be Angela's boyfriend, but those two are in love. You can't fight that."

"Yeah, I guess not," he said, less sadly than I might have expected. "We'll still get to fool around with them though, right?"

"Yeah, I think so," I replied.

With a slightly devilish smile Todd added, "Maybe next time I can be with Jennifer and you can be with Angela."

I laughed and said, "Well it didn't take you long to get over her!"

Todd blushed pink and said, "Fooling around is fun enough for now. I guess I don't need to, like, go steady or anything yet."

"Yeah," I agreed. "My brother says having a girlfriend is kind of a pain sometimes. They get mad if you want to hang out with your friends instead of them."

"Um..." Todd began hesitantly. "You and me could, you know, keep hanging around together, if you want."

I looked at him in mild surprise, then indicated my own naked body and asked, "You mean this kind of hanging around?"

"Well, yeah," he said. "It's fun too, right?"

"Oh yes it is," I said with a grin. "Like maybe tomorrow after school?"

Todd returned my grin.

Thanks for reading Woulda Shoulda Coulda #3: Todd and the Girls. I hope you enjoyed it. This bisexual story was sort of a one-off for me, so for more of my usual boy-boy stories please check back to Nifty in the category Gay/Young Friends and for man-boy try Gay/Adult-Youth. Of course they'll all be here on my Prolific Authors page.

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