“Look! EBetty pointed to her dog as she pulled it away from me, “he’s got a hard-on too! I think he can smell you! E
I looked at Mister and sure enough his long pink cock was sticking out from a hairy pouch as he tried in vain to get his head up my dress.
“Why’s he doing that? EI asked innocently.
“That’s what dogs and horses do when they want to fuck you. EBetty explained as if everyone in the world should know. “Boys are the same. EShe smiled, “but not as big. E
“Do you want to touch Misters Ecock as well? EBetty grinned.
Fascinated I nodded.
“Lie down! EBetty snapped and rolled the dog onto its back.
“Go on, I’ll hold him for you. EMy new best friend giggled.
The dog wriggled but Betty had him held fast as I ran my fingers along his wet pink cock. It felt softer and wetter than the horse’s cock but I could get my hand all of the way round this one. My heart was pounding as I stroked his lovely pink thing.
“Grip it tighter. EMy friend whispered, “Wank it faster E.then you’ll see what happens! E
I felt like I was hypnotised as I rubbed it faster and faster until Mister began to really wriggle and Ea jet of silvery grey liquid shot out of the tip.
Shocked I immediately stopped, presuming I’d hurt him.
“Don’t bloody stop! EBetty shouted. “Don’t leave him half done Ekeep rubbing! E
I did as I was told and gripped his stiff pink shaft and continued squeezing and rubbing. More liquid shot out then a long dribble which covered my hand.
Betty giggled as she let the dog loose. Mister rolled onto his side and began licking the liquid off his cock.
“You are a bloody dirty cow! EBetty said as she gently pushed my shoulder. I just sat mesmerised, staring at my handful of doggy goo; not knowing what to do with it.
I looked at my friend for guidance.
“Lick it off like he’s doing. EShe advised. “It tastes bloody lovely. E
Unsure at first I tentatively dabbed my tongue into the goo in my hand. It smelt very sweet so I began licking my fingers clean making sure I cleaned up every last drop. It really did taste nice.
I looked up at Betty who was grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
“What do you feel like now? EBetty asked in a low husky voice.
I shrugged my shoulders; not knowing what the correct answer was meant to be.
“Come on. EShe urged as she got back to her feet. “Let’s go to the top of the hill. E
Thankfully Mister was now a lot calmer but kept close to me as we walked and chatted. Betty wanted to know everything about my life and didn’t believe me when I told her how few boys I ever came into contact with. Betty had her first sexual encounter with Misters Edad, Rex, when she was about 11 and had regularly satisfied her dogs ever since even kissing their cocks until they ‘came Eas she described it. Because of my innocence and her matter of fact descriptions these stories didn’t shock me in the slightest.
She knew lots of local boys too and a few of the older ones who worked on the farms. She took great delight in telling me about all of the things she’d done with them. She’d been showing the boys her ‘twinkle Esince she was 11 and had started wanking them when she was about 12. Sometimes the older boys would give her 2 bob or some cigarettes; especially if one of them wanted ‘sucking off, but generally she did it because she enjoyed it!
I was enthralled when she told me what that meant. It all sounded so exciting for a naive schoolgirl like me.
We were soon at the top of the hill and I was now quite hungry. We found a shaded area and sat down letting Mister wander over to a tarn for a drink. It was great fun as Betty told me about all of the different boys Ecocks she’d seen and played with in the last few years.
My heart was beating like a drum when she told me about the first time that a boy had put his cock inside her. Apparently this was called ‘fucking E I’d never heard that word before Ebut instantly liked it. The boy was called Eric and was now the local Postman; she still let him fuck her and promised to introduce him to me at the Village dance the following week.
She was the only female in the area between 9 and 25 and admitted to being the ‘local bike’….she would let anyone ride her!
After finishing our sandwiches and pop Betty said she needed a wee; I said I needed one too but where would we go?
Shaking her head at my naivety; she said, “Here silly. E
With that she lifted her skirt and began pulling her knickers down. My jaw dropped when I saw that her twinkle was covered in thick bushy hair and was glistening.
“What’s the matter? EShe grinned and opened her legs wider so I could get a better look, “haven’t you seen a hairy fanny before? E
I shook my head.
Betty giggled and said, “Take your knickers off then and let me see yours. E
For the first time I was actually unsure about doing something.
“Come on, take your knickers off I want to see your snatch. E
I lifted my dress with one hand and slowly peeled my cotton panties off with the other. We both stood staring at each others Etwinkles. Betty looked all grown up with a mop of bright ginger pubic hair and the lips dangled between her legs.
My twinkle was still quite bald with only a light covering of fluffy down. Without taking her eyes off me Betty lowered herself and squatted. With a slight grimace she began to pee onto the grass. I copied her and held my dress up around my waist so it wouldn’t get wet. For the next minute we just stared at each other in silence as we peed in the open in front of each other.
When she finished Betty ran her fingers along her hairy fanny and flicked off the last few drops of pee. I copied her. I’d obviously never done anything like this before and couldn’t understand why my twinkle felt hot and sticky when I touched it.
“God this is making me bloody horny. EBetty suddenly gasped, “I need to frig myself; do you want to watch? E
I nodded and shrugged my shoulders as I had no idea what she was talking about.
She looked around and when she saw there was still no one about she lay on her back with her skirt still up around her waist.
Her fingers parted her snatch lips and she ran her fingers along the pink slit. I was mesmerised as she slid a finger inside herself.
“Don’t you ever play with yourself? EShe asked me.
I looked blank.
“He, he, he, Eshe giggled, “I’ve got a lot to teach you haven’t I? E
I nodded.
“Do you want to touch it? EShe whispered in her husky voice again.
I nodded and crawled over to her. I tentatively ran my finger over the slimy slit then through her luxurious curly hair making her gasp. I stopped and looked up.
“No pet, don’t stop, that’s nice. E
Betty peeled her fanny lips apart exposing her glistening box to me.
“Put your finger in. E
I easily slid my middle finger in. It felt as hot and sticky as my own twinkle had.
“Another one, now. EBetty groaned. I complied.
I sat next to her rubbing her slit and fingering her for what seemed an eternity. Her eyes were closed and she was rolling her hips in time with the rubbing I was doing.
“Here Eere! Eshe gasped, “Rub this! EBetty grabbed my other hand and placed it on a stiff piece of skin at the top of her slit.