Some time has passed, almost 2 months, since that peculiar experience with the “destroyer of innocence”, the exams for moving up to the next grade of junior high served as one excuse, or perhaps as we speculated, they simply found new innocent kids to destroy. We didn’t mind, of course, as we buckled down and passed the grade as top-tier students.
Even so, we found satisfaction in masturbating we would lie naked next to each other, something we had been doing since the time we couldn’t reach orgasm. I have to say, our experience with the “destroyer of innocence” gave us the best orgasms. Of course, masturbation doesn’t replace the feeling of a cock in your mouth, sucking on it or inside your pussy, tearing you apart.
It is summer now and having spent plenty of time swimming and sunbathing, the two of us have achieved gorgeous, tanned bodies. Sunday afgternoon, we were delighted when after quite some time, we received an invitation to the secret club. As always, we took a bath to ensure we were clean and looking our best. Once we finished and went to our rooms to get dressed since entering our teens, each of us had her own room, we would usually head to the secret club in our everyday clothes. Today, however, a surprise awaited us.
When I went to my room, I couldn’t believe it. My sister and I had been on the school dance team back in elementary school. Thanks to the secret club, both of us were—and still are—talented at facial expressions—opening our mouths, using our tongues, and gyrating. Through dance, we let out the little slut we had turned into because of that secret club.
We were on fire—causing jaws to drop and turning heads—back in the second and third grades when we danced wearing a stunning, glittering black leotard adorned with beads and black feathers on the shoulders, back, and hips.
It was a two-piece dance outfit, consisting of a crop top and shorts, leaving the midriff completely exposed. Combined with the subtle black makeup, we really turned a lot of people on. Of course, we were often told not to be quite so expressive.
I didn’t expect to see it again. Νaturally, it fit me now that I was a teenager. Mom said I had to wear it just as I used to. Wearing it made me feel good, just like back then. Mom helped me with my makeup, This time, real makeup, not like back then, especially for my sucking lips.
which also surprised me, since that was something we usually did in our secret club and put my hair up in a high bun. I thought Emma would be dressed the same way, but she was wearing her red two-piece swimsuit with a floral dress over it, and her hair was in two big pigtails. I put on a floral dress, too, I couldn’t go out looking like that.She was just as surprised to see me as I was to see her, and when we asked Mom for an explanation, she gave us one.
The invitations were for two, as always, but not for the usual secret club venue. Ιt was a meet-and-greet with fans. We wouldn’t be driven there by her personally, but by a van. We’d never done anything like this before and liked the idea, though we did wonder why we’d be meeting them dressed like that—especially me.
The van arrived after 15 minutes; the driver was a man of few words, and we were anxious. Emma’s stop was the first—we learned that each of us was heading to a different area—and we pulled up in a neighborhood where well-to-do families lived, this made Emma feel better.
Then it was my turn—forty-five minutes later. We stopped at a house outside the city, in a secluded spot. I was incredibly nervous. The host was a fit, lean man in his fifties who lived alone. As soon as the door closed, he greeted me with kisses on the mouth and groped my breasts and ass; even though it took me by surprise, I reciprocated—and he was a good kisser. He asked me to take off my dress so he could see me just as I looked in the photos he’d taken of me back during the competitions. I’m older now, but he liked me even more.
He wanted me to call him Adam, not “Sir” or anything like that. I had turned him on, i could see the bulge in his trousers. He asked me what I wanted to drink. “I’m underage I don’t drink,” I replied. He laughed but made me some fresh juice himself. He wanted to show me his collection of photos featuring me and my sister. He explained that he had paid for the entire afternoon,right up until the evening so we had plenty of time.
After a while, we sat on the couch so he could show me his collection of photos of us. I was in his arms, and like a slut, I was grinding against his hard cock. I was wearing my dance outfit and he was in his clothes,otherwise, he’d be fucking me already.
I was in shock, he had so many photos of me and my sister out on the street, at school, at the beach. I found out later that he had paid my friends from the secret club a fortune to get them. I had no idea about any of that.
He kept caressing my entire body with his hands, especially when he played a video for me, one showing my sister and me taking our first steps at the secret club. There we were, naked and on all fours, flat-chested and shy, not knowing what to do,facing a hairless boy our own age with his little cock right in front of us. Adam whispered in my ear that the first steps are the cutest and sexiest.
Of course, since years have passed, I don’t remember everything, but we were born sluts. We were shy—being naked for the first time, just little girls in front of strangers and cameras but after some encouragement, the moment we felt a cock between our lips or inside our mouths (since our first steps involved a sandwich blowjob), we instantly stopped being shy and smiled while looking into the cameras.
Of course, we didn’t watch the whole video,since it was one of the things he wanted us to do but he had already ejaculated once. I was very wet, and he had taken the magic pill, but I wanted him to save himself for what was to come, so we headed to his room.
Since the story is turning out to be very long. I will write the continuation in a future post. I apologize if the story didn’t turn out quite right or if it was delayed. All comments,positive or negative, are welcome.
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