' “Sure!” I said gayly, my own senses reeling at the smutty language of these boys. “If you will row back where the trees hide us, I will show you what you want, and then when it is dark we will go on the island and I will fuck you both!”
' “Hurrah!” said Frank, and spinning the boat back, he brought it to a sudden stop against the bank. He pulled out his prick and told me to show them my legs and thighs.
'I threw my dress up to the waist, and having on only a tiny pair of silken drawers, which were generously slit up the middle, allowed them to look, even opening my thighs for them; at the sight of me sitting there, moving my arse about and showing myself off, both boys looked as though they were about to “shoot", and so to delay this moment I laughingly dropped my dress and told them to row some more.
'Both regretfully replaced their pricks and we rowed out again, and moved lazily about the small lake.
' “Gripes,” said Frank, disgustedly, “if it were only dark! How I could fuck you now.” And he bent a glance on me that was fiery and thrilling in passion. “I bet if my prick was in you now, you would be blowing your sap over me! Don't you think so?” he said to his friend.
' “Oh, oh, oh,” said that party, his hands somewhere in the region of his sexual part, “don't talk to me about nicking! I am almost off now, and if we do not land soon, I will fuck her here and now in the boat.”
'“Now boys,” I said, consolingly, “I am as eager as you both are, but see,” I said, pointing to the sky, “darkness is approaching, and in a few minutes we will all be over there, and then you may do it to me as long as you like.”
'True, as I had said, it was growing dark, and soon the lights were turned on, and after holding the boys back till I was sure we would not be observed from the shore or from passing boats, I allowed Frank to row over to the isle, and the darkness now being profound I stepped cautiously from the boat and stood on the ground.
There had been some dispute as to which was to be first, but Frank had settled this, and I was in his hands, leaving his friend to guard the boat.
'He led me willingly into the depths of a dense thicket, and coming to cleared space, wound his arms about me and covered my lips with kisses, his hand running up under my dresses and feeling my now wet sexual parts.
'I, on my own part, allowed my eager hand to seek out his standing rod, and quickly freeing it from its imprisonment, moulded and fondled it, squeezing its hardness into the palm of my hand and flicking my finger over its bulging head.
'The more I pulled and teased it the hotter it seemed to make him, and releasing me for a moment he drew off his coat and placing it on the ground tumbled me upon it and was astride me.
'I felt his prick bang against my bare thighs, and opening my legs for the assault, wove my arms about his body and allowed him to place the head of his rod at my sexual cleft.
'My drawers seemed to bother him and he begged me to remove them which I accordingly did, and allowing him to run his hands all over my lower bareness I begged him to go ahead and fuck me.
'Little did I know, at that time, of the pain that attended the first attempt at this act, and thinking, silly girl, that it was loaded only with pleasure and ecstacy, I willingly urged him to possess me.
'Frank, on his part, naturally judged that I was no stranger to this, and getting his prong in place held me tight to him and began the insertion of his member.
'The tightness of my cleft surprised me, and also him, I suppose, but growing frantic with desire he lifted himself high on my body, and with one drive-oh, how can I ever, ever describe it to you! — he drove his rod up into me and deprived me of my maidenhead!
'Oh, the pain of that sudden and unexpected assault! I screamed; I cried; I moaned, but all to no avail, for the animal in him was dominant and he drove away at me like mad and I soon felt his charge spurt and bubble into me in great jets, soothing somewhat the damage done by his tearing prick.
'I seemed paralysed from the waist downward, and try as I might, could not in the least move about my lower body. Frank gyrated on me to a second bursting of his sexual pods, then abruptly withdrawing, he ran to the boat and I was left crying and moaning on the grass.
'I strove weakly to rise to my feet, only to fall back again, and upon my second attempt found I was restrained by the presence of the second boy, who with standing prick was forcing me again on my back on the grass.
'I tried to mumble some excuse or subterfuge to him, but the sudden insertion of his standing rod, reopening and again distending the tiny cleft that had been so sorely assaulted by the brutal Frank, put an end to my complaints and I guess I must have swooned, for when I awoke he was standing beside me drying his penis on his handkerchief.
'He assisted me to my feet, but upon me again collapsing ran for Frank, who returned alone, having evidently left his friend to guard the boat.
' “What is the matter?” he asked me in a frightened manner. “Have you hurt yourself, Anna?” And he seated himself beside me, and took me in his arms and kissed me.
' “Oh, oh, oh,” I cried, “I am hurt; terribly hurt. You have split me, I know it! I am all bleeding and I feel awful! You tore me, Frank!” And weeping, I buried my head in his arms.
'He attempted to console me, and leaving me for an instant, told his friend to row the boat about for a while alone so as he could stay with me until I had a chance to recover.
'His friend rowed away, and Frank, taking me in his arms, soon had me back to my senses, and I was agreeably surprised as the sense of pain departed my quim, and his kisses and caresses soon had me again seeking out his prick Finding to my satisfaction that it was in a state of agreeable hardness-and shameful as it may be for me to confess- before his friend returned I had him give me another taste of that charm that had so brutally abused me.
'That, Mr. Anderson and Grace, is the story of my maidenhead, and now having told it, I beg you, Grace, to detail to us the tale of losing yours.'
'Oh, oh,' said Grace, suddenly brought to her senses by Anna's remark, 'I am… am too…' And I gently removed my hand from a part of that young lady's person that was just spouting forth its torrent of sexual dew. 'I am… am…”
'You are spending,' I laughed. 'I am surprised at you, Anna, to ask a girl to tell you of the loss of her maidenhead, when the story you have just told has caused her to wet all over her thighs!'
'With the assistance of your fingers,' sniffed Anna. 'That's the thanks I get for doing all the work!' And she tossed about as if offended, but we knew her too well to mind her.
Grace gently displaced my fingers, and arranging her dress, kissed her friend warmly and prepared to begin her tale.
My own gorge had been brought to spending point by Anna's tale, and before allowing her to begin, I drew out my swollen bolus, and throwing Anna flat on her back beside the eager Grace, I opened her thighs and in an instant was within her and almost immediately gave into her spending quim an enormous charge of my boiling balm.
We then both dried ourselves, and setting our apparel to rights, began to listen to Grace's story.
'I am not at all as fortunate as Anna,' she said laughingly, 'and I did not, in my early youth, have the opportunity of observing any of the things that she saw, or of having instructions in those things that are common knowledge to all girls of these days.
'As you very well know, Anna,' she said significantly, 'I have never, never told even you of the manner in which I was deprived of my maidenhead, as you term it, and up to this time have kept it a secret to myself.'
'But you're going to, now?' asked Anna curiously, looking at her in a startled manner. 'Surely, Grace…”