Jenny's Couch, Book 5 Chapter 13

As soon as Renee walked out the doors of her elementary school, she opened her flip phone and called her dad at work. "Hi Daddy, can I go over to Cindy's house and play?...Just some board games, they have Settlers of Catan and I'm going to teach her...Yes, we'll do our homework first, I promise...Ok, thanks. I love you, too. Bye!" She put her phone in her pocket and stood on the walkway, watching the younger children stream past. At the end of the walk they separated into two groups, one going left for the buses and another going right to the pickup lane where their moms or dads were waiting in their cars. There were only a few besides Renee and Cindy who walked most days when the weather was good. Today it was below freezing but not by much and the sun was shining. There hadn't been any fresh snow for a few days so the sidewalks and streets were clear.

Renee resettled her backpack on her shoulders, then waited with her hands in the pockets of her crimson puffy coat, trying to blow smoke rings with her breath, until she saw her friend come out. Cindy stood blinking for a moment in the bright sunlight. "Cindy!" Renee called, waving. Cindy smiled and cut across the stream of children to join her friend. She was wearing a fleece-lined suede jacket with a hood over a short skirt and knit tights. Yellow gloves dangled from lanyards in the sleeves. She had a similarly over-filled backpack.

The two girls hugged then Renee took Cindy's hand and led her down the walk. "I'm having a party today," Renee told her. "You said you wanted to come along the next time I had one."

Cindy hesitated, scuffing her hiking boots on the sidewalk. They were the same brand and style as Renee's. Cindy looked worriedly at her friend. "I don't know..."

"It's ok," Renee reassured her. "Like I said, you don't have to play if you don't want to. But it'd be good to learn on real ones."

"Promise I don't have to if I don't like it?"

"Of course I promise," Renee said, stopping and pulling the smaller girl into a brief hug. "Now c'mon!" And she pulled Cindy into a run, laughing down the sidewalk. The two girls turned onto a side street where there was a small vacant warehouse. Around the side of the building, blocked from view by stacks of metal barrels, was a concrete pad with a picnic table sitting on it - it had probably been used for smoke breaks. It was in the shadow of the building in the afternoon and without the sun the air seemed much chillier. The concrete pad was surrounded by a high chainlink fence but it had been pulled up at the back corner, making a space big enough for the girls to easily crawl through. They were not alone. Six older boys, middle and high school age, were sitting around the picnic table. Two of them were smoking.

The two children dropped their packs by the gap in the fence. Renee immediately asserted herself. "No smoking cigarettes! You know I think it smells gross!"

"Okay, okay," said one of the smokers, a tall reedy boy with two smudges of fine dark hair outriding his upper lip. He and the other smoker immediately dropped and crushed their butts.

Renee surveyed the boys who all looked at her expectantly. Despite being younger and smaller there was no question who was in charge of the meeting. Her face was inscrutable as she said, "You guys are lucky, I don't have a lot of time today and my friend wants to learn so she's going to help out, and I only need one orgasm first. Who's it going to be?"

The other smoker pointed at the reedy boy. "Ollie, it's his first time."

"Do I have to?" Ollie said, with a trace of a whine in his voice. At the look the other gave him, he held up his hands. "Okay, okay. What do I have to do?" He was speaking to the boy but Renee answered: "Get up on the table and take your pants down." Looking very uncomfortable, Ollie stepped up to sit on the top of the table and slowly unbuckled his jeans. He rocked from cheek to cheek in order to pull them down to his thighs.

Renee sighed impatiently. "On your hands and knees," she ordered. Ollie complied, looking back at the two girls uneasily. This time Renee rolled her eyes. "Underpants down too, how do you think this works?" Blushing, Ollie slowly pulled down a pair of tighty-whities to reveal an ass almost as pale as the underwear with a tight scrotum below. He shivered.

"Okay then," Renee hopped up on the table behind Ollie, with the other five boys still sitting on the benches. Cindy stood at the edge of the concrete pad, watching anxiously.

Renee went down on one knee to one side of Ollie's legs and planted her other booted foot to the other. "Who has the lube?" Renee demanded. The boys all exchanged classic "I thought YOU had it," glances, until one removed a small bottle from his coat pocket. Renee snatched it away from him, opened the cap, and Ollie shivered as she squirted a big blob at the top of his buttcrack. He jumped when she felt Renee's fingers dip into it and rub it down into his crack. He squeaked when she found his asshole and used two fingers to rub all around it.

"Okay," Renee straightened up and unzipped her coat, revealing a Christmassy sweater. She unsnapped her trousers and pulled down the zipper, then reached into her cotton panties. With a flourish, she pulled out a realistic molded latex strapon, which flopped out and bounced off Ollie's pale cheek. It was about eight inches long and not overly thick with a realistic head and thick veins snaking down the shaft. It wobbled back and forth, drooping towards the ground until Renee reached down into her underpants for a second and then with a click it sprang upwards, going straight and stiff.

Ollie looked back and gulped as Renee fisted the erection and socketed it against his clenching asshole. The eleven-year-old put her hands on the boy's hips and pulled. At first nothing happened. She pulled harder and leaned her weight forward. "OW!" Ollie yelped as his back door was breached. He groaned and his eyes filled with tears as Renee drove forwards and her cock slowly disappeared up the boy's ass.

When only the last two inches or so of the shaft was still visible, Renee stopped. She took a moment to wipe sweat off her forehead, then grabbed Ollie's hips again and started thrusting. The penetration was difficult at first and Ollie whimpered in pain with tears running down his cheeks. But it became easier as Ollie gradually relaxed, until Renee was pistoning in and out. Ollie's whimpers became sighs, and Renee's breathing became harsh pants as her hazel eyes got wide and avid. More sweat glowed on her cheeks. She started grunting at every thrust and her tongue snaked out of the corner of her mouth. She thrusted harder and harder until with a high, sweet groan she froze with Ollie fully penetrated. Her eyes squeezed shut and a full-body shiver swept over her. After a few seconds her breath gusted out of her and she broke into a wide smile, revealing white, even teeth. She leaned back and with a loud, greasy slurp her erection popped free, leaving behind a gaping sphincter that slowly started to close. Ollie sighed loudly and slowly relaxed his death grip on the edge of the picnic table.

Renee broke the silence. "Was that good?" Blushing, Ollie nodded. "Good boy." She reached into her panties again and her penis, now shiny with lube and ass juice, drooped and curved over to point at the ground. Renee stuffed it back into her underwear, adjusting it so it rested along the inside of her left thigh, and zipped back up. "Okay, you're first," she declared, slapping his asscheek. She turned and hopped down off the table and stepped to where Cindy had been watching it all, wide-eyed, her back pressed against the fencing. "I'll show you and we'll do him together, then we can each do the rest of them." She took Cindy's hand and the smaller girl came somewhat reluctantly. Renee thumped two of the sitting boys on the shoulder. "Get up," she commanded, and despite her being younger and smaller, they obeyed with alacrity. "Sit there," she told Cindy, pointing to the middle of the bench, and sat down next to her. She directed Ollie to sit on the table between them, which he did, awkwardly. She looked up at him like he was an idiot. "You have to take 'em down."

The other boys guffawed and Ollie blushed as he awkwardly worked his pants and underwear back down. Without ceremony Renee reached up and wrapped her hand around his penis, which visibly stiffened at the touch of her fingers in the chilly air. She turned to Cindy. "You see this bit of skin on the end?" Her voice took on a lecturing quality. "Most boys don't have it, but he's not cir-cum-cized," she said the word carefully. "That means they didn't cut it off when he was a baby. You have to pull it back," and she did, revealing a dark purple head. "You just suck it like it was a popsicle," she declared and Cindy watched, wide-eyed, as Renee sucked the cockhead into her mouth. She jacked it gently as her lips traveled up and down the shaft, then she pulled off and, sticking out her tongue, twirled it around the head. Ollie's face flushed as he stared down at the two elementary-school girls.

"Now you try it." Renee angled Ollie's fully-erect shaft towards Cindy. Tentatively, the younger girl leaned forward. She brushed her light brown hair back behind her ear out of the way. She dipped her head and, lips pursed, slowly sucked Ollie's cockhead into her mouth. "Good," Renee coached, "but relax your lips, you don't have to suck that hard. Oops!" as Ollie jumped, "Keep your teeth out of the way. Most guys don't like that. Good, now move it in and out, in and out." Renee used her free hand to lift Cindy's to cup Ollie's scrotum. It was hairless, though he had a little patch of soft brown hair right at the base of his shaft. "Sort of cuddle them," she instructed. "Squeeze, but only lightly. And you can go faster and slower, watch the guy's face," Cindy rolled her eyes upwards. Ollie blushed as they made eye contact. "Watch his face and you'll be able to tell when he's getting ready to squirt." Unfortunately Ollie got ready in a hurry. With a high-pitched whine he threw his head back. Cindy's eyes shot open wide as his penis twitched and the ten-year-old tasted hot semen for the very first time in her life. It splashed off the roof of her mouth and slid over her tongue. Surprised, she tried to pull back but Renee pressed a hand on the back of her neck and held her head in place. "Keep it in your mouth," she instructed. "If it gets on your clothes it stains and everyone will know." Cindy's eyes started to water as her mouth filled up with goo. She wasn't prepared for the sliminess, and the way the flavor seemed to coat her entire mouth and the cloying fragrance climbed up into her sinuses.

Ollie sighed and his whole body seemed to deflate a little. "Are you done?" Renee demanded of him. He nodded. "Okay," she turned back to Cindy. "You can pull off, but keep your lips closed so it doesn't leak out." Cindy pulled back. Her lips twisted in a grimace of distaste. "It takes a little getting used to," Renee told her. "And some guys' tastes better than others'. Go ahead, swallow." Cindy tried but gagged. "Put your head back and try again." Cindy did and this time succeeded.

Her face twisted into a deep frown and she stuck out her tongue. "Yuck!"

"Let me see," Renee said and peered into her mouth. "Yup, that's all of it. You did it!" she enthused. She turned and hugged Cindy and pulled her into a kiss, pressing their lips together. "You sucked your first cock!"

"It's kinda gross," Cindy muttered but her face relaxed into a smile.

"OK, you ready to do one on your own?" Cindy hesitated. "You don't have to," Renee rubbed her back.

"No, it's ok," Cindy said. "I want to." She looked up at the bigger boys surrounding the two elementary-aged girls. "Who's next?" she said brightly.

She and Renee sat next to each other on the bench as two boys took their places sitting on the table in front of them. Renee went to work immediately, sucking and slurping at a middle-school boy's erection as soon as it popped free of his underwear. But Cindy goggled. The penis that confronted her was nearly man-sized, with a full bush and heavy balls hanging low in a furred sack. She looked up into a high-schooler's smirking face. But she set her shoulders and, wrapping one hand around the shaft - her fingers and thumb didn't meet - she opened her mouth wide and slurped the angry-looking head past her lips. She couldn't easily fit more than the head in her mouth but she managed to close her lips over the crown and, remembering what Renee had done, flipped her tongue up and down and around the end. The penis itself didn't taste like much, at least that she could tell with the flavor of the first boy's semen still lurking in the back of her throat. It just tasted like skin, mostly, but there was a scent there that she couldn't identify. It was sweat, and nervousness, but also a tang that was entirely new to the ten-year-old. She cut her eyes sidewise and saw Renee's head bobbing out of time with hers.

Cindy was surprised when the boy spoke to her. "Oh, that's good, suck my cock little girl," he breathed. It hadn't occurred to Cindy that the boys would want to talk to her. Unsure of what to do, she looked up at him and tried to smile around her mouthful of cock. A second surprise came when the boy thrust his hips up slightly, pushing an inch more of his penis into her mouth. She almost gagged but managed to pull back just enough. She looked at him again and put her hands flat against his stomach, trying to communicate that she couldn't take that much cock. For a wonder, the boy understood. "Sorry," he said, and brushed a hand down the side of her face.

From beside her, Renee broke in. "When you've got as much in your mouth as you can take, wrap your hand around it right up against your lips, see, and then he can't push in any further." She stopped sucking her partner for long enough to take Cindy's hand in hers and demonstrate what she meant, then she turned back and slurped her dick back in. In a few moments her boy groaned and ejaculated. Renee sucked out the last drops, then raised her head and opened her mouth, showing the boy her tongue stirring the pool of streaky white cum before she tilted her head back and swallowed theatrically. She saw that Cindy was watching out of the corner of her eyes. "When you get more used to it you can try. Boys really like seeing their stuff in your mouth," and she rolled her eyes to show what she thought of that. "Who's next?"

It took Cindy's boy a long time to cum, maybe five whole minutes. But at last he stiffened and Cindy noted with fascination the way his penis pulsed in her hand as her mouth filled up. And there was a lot, but his semen tasted sweeter and it was less slimy somehow. She had to swallow twice to clear her mouth but she did it without gagging. The boy patted her head before he zipped up. Feeling accomplished, Cindy smiled brightly and said, "Next!"

The next boy was younger. His penis was long but still slim and smooth and he had only the smallest patch of down at the base. But he aggressively pushed it forward, bouncing it off Cindy's closed lips. She recoiled, then grasped it as she had been told. With all four of her fingers wrapped around it only the head and less than an inch of shaft showed. She bent forward, mouth open. The boy pushed forward again, but this time only as much as Cindy was ready to allow slid past her lips. She didn't get much chance to go to work, though. Frustrated, the boy grabbed two fistfuls of her hair and tried to force her to take his entire penis. Cindy squawked in pain and surprise.

Renee reacted instantly to her friend's cry. She spit out the dick she was enthusiastically sucking. She thrust up one knee and got her heel on the wooden bench and propelled herself upright. Standing on the bench, her head was on the same level with the boys sitting on the table. She didn't say a word, just pivoted and threw two quick left jabs, rotating her hips and putting her shoulder into it. The boy went over backwards, turning loose of Cindy. His head thunked on the table. Renee immediately jumped down to the ground and put her arms around Cindy. "Are you OK?" Cindy nodded through tears. "OK, stand up." She helped the smaller girl stand up and step back from the picnic bench.

The boy was sitting up, shaking his head as if to chase off a fly. He put his fingers to his nose and they came away bloody. "We're done!" Renee declared. The boy who hadn't yet had a turn started to complain. Renee shook a finger at the boy with the bloody nose. "It's his fault, so blame him. He broke the rules. He's banned!" Turning to Cindy she said, "Come on, let's go." With a muttered "Butthole," she pushed Cindy through the gap in the fence, grabbed both their backpacks and then followed, leaving the boys variously disappointed, relieved, and bleeding.

By the time the two children had reached the sidewalk, Cindy had composed herself. She wiped away her tears as Renee handed over her backpack. "I'm really sorry, he shouldn't have done that."

Cindy tried a faint smile. "Well, you got him for it. Does that happen a lot?"

"Not much. Mostly the boys know that if they're mean I won't ever suck them again. That's what 'banned' meant. If he ever shows up again I leave and no one gets anything."

"You gave him a bloody nose."

"If he grabbed my hair like that, I'd have squeezed his balls until they popped like balloons." Cindy made a bark of surprised laughter and, taking her hand, Renee joined in. They turned down the walkway leading to the highway overpass and the way to Cindy's new home. The children detoured off the sidewalk to crunch through untrodden snow, singing as they jumped hand-in-hand through a hopscotch pattern.

Back on the walkway, Cindy got a thoughtful expression on her round face. She started to say something a couple of times but hesitated. Finally, "Renee, when did you start having sex?"

Renee turned to look at her friend. "A long time ago, when I was nine."

"With your uncle?" Renee nodded. "And it didn't make you feel...weird, or bad, or anything?"

Renee looked thoughtful. "Well, that first time he squirted on my face and that was kind of gross, but he rubbed my cu...my kitty," Renee edited her word choice at the last minute. "And I had an orgasm for the first time. That felt really good so I wanted to do it more. And then he said he needed my help to teach Karen how to be a good whore because otherwise she'd be sad her whole life. So I did it with Karen to help her, and now she's happy."

"But, everyone says adults that do it with kids are bad, and hurt them."

Renee shrugged. "He's never hurt me, and I like sex. I like it, and there aren't kids my age to do it with, but I can go over to your house any time. Plus..." now it was her turn to hesitate. In a quiet voice she went on, "Sometimes? It feels best for me when I can hurt the other person a little." She saw Cindy's face and hurriedly said, "I'd never hurt you. Not unless you wanted me to," she said with a half-smile. "Lilah's great for that, she doesn't mind. Point is, if he's bad, maybe I'm bad too." She shrugged again. "But I just want to have fun. And I only do it with people that want to do it too. So I don't see what's wrong about it."

They were walking up the ramp to the pedestrian overpass. Cindy stopped and looked around. There was no one else near. Taking both of Renee's hands in hers, she leaned forward and spoke in a near-whisper. "That's what I'm scared of, that it'll hurt. It didn't hurt when he fucked your butt?"

Renee paused in thought. "Well, yeah, I guess it did. The first time. The first few times. I even bled a little." Cindy looked horrified. Renee put an arm around her shoulder. "If you're scared, don't do it. He won't mind. He won't make you. But once you get used to it, it really is fun." She paused. "If you want...you don't have to...if you want, we can practice so you can get more used to it."

Cindy shook her head vigorously. "But yours is really big!"

"I have smaller ones. I'll show you. Now let's go, I'm getting cold!" The two children ran over the highway footbridge, their hiking boots clomping on the concrete walk.