Exposed/Chapter One

Exposed

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Chapter One

Janice, my eight year old neighbour girl, liked to kick her foot ball in their garden in the afternoons. A lot of the time, the ball ended up in mine and she had to retrieve it. One afternoon, since it was so hot outside, I only wore my old jogging shorts while I read my magazine in a lounging chair out of the sun. The girl kicked her ball into my garden and chased after it. While she carried it back, something evidently caught her attention, so she paused in mid flight.

She came into my garden so often, I never paid her any mind. Every once in a while, she greeted me and would stop to chat. When I looked up, I saw her frozen to the spot while she intently looked at me. This aroused my curiosity, so I watched her with scrutiny. As soon as she knew my gaze was on her, she averted her eyes, and then looked up at me startled and didn’t say a word.

So, I broke the ice with, “I don’t know about you, but I’m boiling today.”

This eased the tension, her eyes sparkled and she told me, “You know it. Kicking this ball has me boiling, too.”

“Well, I have a giant bottle of fizzy cola. Want to share some with me?”

“Oh, yes, I’m so parched.”

She followed me in and sat on my back garden step while I fetched glasses of cold and refreshing cola. I handed her one and sat on the top step and she was seated near my feet. While she sipped the cola, she would glance nervously around every once in awhile; which I thought curious. Then I noticed her eyes were fixed right up the leg of my shorts.

I usually don’t bother with pants when I’m wearing jogging shorts, and the legs are quite wide. This gave me the idea that she might be looking at what hid underneath. After I realized that, he stiffened a little and stretched down the leg some. She let out an audible sigh and looked up to see me watching her.

“Have you seen one before?” I asked her.

“What?” She answered in a startled tone.

“A willy. What you’re looking at.”

“I’m not looking at it… well, no, I won’t lie. Yours is the first one I’ve seen.”

“I don’t mind if you look and won’t scold you.”

“Did you know it’s getting bigger?”

“Yes, I’m afraid so. I believe he likes it when you look at him.”

“He does?”

She bit her lower lip and continued to watch while willy continued to grow and peaked his naughty little head out the leg of my shorts. He had stiffened so much, a bead of juice formed on the piss slit.

“Oh, look, there’s something coming out of it.”

Sure enough, my juice was beginning to seep out, and I rubbed it around the mushroom, telling her, “He does that sometimes when he goes hard. You can touch if you want. He won’t bite you.”

What has come over me? I really enjoyed the girl’s curiosity about my cock. Never before had I ever thought of exposing myself to anyone, but this was exciting. My cock continued to harden and I pulled the leg up some so he could stand proudly in air. The girl gasped and her eyes widened. Then she hesitantly reached her finger out and dipped it in the new drop of dew that had formed.

She rubbed it between her fingers, and told me, “It’s very slippy. What is it?”

“It’s a natural lubricant,” I told her as I stripped more of my juice out and smeared it on my shaft.

My cock felt really good now, so I openly stroked him for the girl. It felt so good, I couldn’t restrain the groans. I was really close to dumping my load, and then I asked her, “It feels really good and even better when my juice squirts out. Want to see it?”

She bit her lower lip and nodded her head. I didn’t want to soil her dress, so I pointed away from her and managed to whisper, “Here it comes,” as the first rope launched itself three feet across the green. Then, I groaned, “This feels so good, Janice,” as I continued to fire ever decreasing bolts of goo until the last just dribbled over my fist.

“That was totally wicked. I didn’t know cream came out of them.”

“It does when I pull on it like that and do other things.”

“What, like sexing? That what mothers and fathers do.”

“Yes, and it feels even better when you sex.”

“My friend Allie watches her father and mother do it and she said it looks really gross.”

“It’s not gross at all and feels so good. Do you ever rub yourself down there?” I asked as I pointed between her legs.

She seemed reluctant to answer, but bit her lower lip again and nodded her head at me.

“It gets wet down there when you rub it, doesn’t it?” I asked.

Then she quickly nodded her head again and told me, “I have to use tissues afterwards.”

“The slippery stuff that you just felt along with the slippery stuff you make, lets it slip inside your fanny when you’re sexing. It can get a bit messy after the sperm squirts inside you but it’s really quite nice.”

She already knew some of the details and with what I had given her, comprehension dawned and her eyes lit up. Then she asked, “If I bring Allie with me, will you show her?”

“Yes, if she wants to watch I’ll show her too,” and decided at that point, I wouldn’t mind educating her friend, and possibly any young girl that wanted to watch.

I hadn’t finished my first beaker of coffee before the little “rap, rap, rap” on the garden door jarred me from my reverie. The giant boobs on the girl in the magazine I had open on the table had, were mouth watering. Since nobody ever come to my garden door, I hollered out, “Yes, who is it.”

“It’s me Jan, can I come in?”

Since I only wore a thin dressing gown and had been feeding my mind with lascivious pictures, I had quite a respectable tent propped. I set the magazine on a chair, stood up and tried to cinch my gown closed so my throbber wouldn’t be so obvious, but it still left a good bulge. “Oh, well,” I thought, “I’ll bet she wouldn’t mind having another look.”

I opened the door, only to be greeted by two sets of startled eyes, which quickly zeroed in on my tent. Jan slapped her hand over her mouth and pointed to it and soon both girls were giggling.

“Well, are you going to stand there and point or are you going to come in?”

They quickly rushed through the door and took a seat at the table. Allie sat on my magazine, pulled it out and set it on the table. Then, both girls slapped there hands over their mouths, pointed at the pictures and giggled.

“My father has a bunch of these in his room,” Allie informed us.

“Well, some men like to look at them,” I explained to the girls.

“It makes you go hard when you look at it, doesn’t it? It does father and he’s embarrassed to stand.”

“I wasn’t expecting two inquisitive girls this time of morning, so I was looking at the pictures while I drank my coffee.”

“Are you going to show us? You know, what we talked about,” Jan asked.

“If you and your friend want, I will,” I couldn’t wait because my balls were already bursting, and added, “Are you going to show me something too?”

They both looked puzzled for a second, and then the penny dropped on Jan, and she asked, “Our noonies, right?”

“It would be only fair, wouldn’t it?”

Allie stood up and dropped her little shift to the floor and tugged her knickers down and they both gathered at her feet. Then Jan asked, “My dress too? You want to see me naked?”

“Yes, and you can see me naked, deal?”

I pulled the flaps on my gown open and willy was so excited he pointed at the ceiling and waved to the girls. Then Jan stood up and dropped her dress and knickers and the sight of two naked girls revved my engine up even more. Jan was flat and totally hairless and Allie had only the smallest of little bumps that sprouted like two dark brown walnuts on her chest and maybe a dozen fine hairs above her split.

Jan’s tiny areola were so light, the only way you knew they were there was from the tiny pebble in the centre of each one. A tiny hard pebble at that and I need to look closely at her split to see if she had any hairs.

“Both of you are just gorgeous. I love it,” I did love it and it had been many years since I had seen a naked young girl, and she was nowhere near as attractive as these two.

So, I stood up and dropped my gown to the floor, and then Allie reached out and asked, “Can I feel it?”

“I would enjoy it if you did. You can even make the cream come out if you want.”

“Jan told me she watched the cream squirt out a long ways. What do I have to do?”

“Just wrap your hand around it and I’ll show you how to move it up and down.”

She stretched her fingers out and flexed them a little before she softly wrapped them around my cock. It felt so much better than my own hand plus I had the visual treat to go with it.

“I’m going to sit down because my knees get shaky when I quirt,” and wrapped my hand around hers, and then sat down, motioning her between my legs.

“You can squeeze a bit harder,” and she tightened her grip while I guided her hand up and down until she felt confident enough to have a go at it alone.

Jan knelt down next to her with her face about six inches from my cock so she could closely observe the action. I took her hand, guided it under my sack and whispered, “You have to be gentle. It feels good if you rub them around while Allie is stroking me.”

She gently rolled the balls around, giggled and told me, “It feels like two eggs in a hairy bag,” and then the laughter broke out between them.

“Is that good or bad?” I asked.

“Oh, I like it. It makes me feel so naughty,” Jan replied.

“Well, I believe I like naughty girls. Both of you are doing a brilliant job.”

“How long does it take for the stuff to come out?” Allie inquired.

“The way you’re going, probably not long at all. I’ll try to warn you so you don’t get squirted.”

They both nodded their heads and continued to stroke and fondle me. When I felt my arse hole pucker and the tingle in the base of my cock start, I moaned, “Here it comes, girls.”

I expected them to pull away, but they both stuck their face right in the line of fire and my semen plastered their faces. Then they drew away giggling and released my cock. So, I took it in hand and pumped out the last few squirts.

Then, I almost squirted again when I watched Allie lick the sperm off of her lips and smack them together. She had a curious look on her face that said, “It’s not so bad,” and then scraped some on her finger and touched it to Jan’s lips and told her, “Have a taste.”

Jan sucked it between her lips and told us, “It doesn’t taste of much.”

I was glad to see and hear their exchange. Instead of just wanking me, maybe we could add a little sucking to get the sperm out? It was an intriguing thought.

End Chapter One

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