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BJ Cortland
01-05-2007, 04:50 PM
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This is another long one so I broke it up into six parts. Hope you all enjoy it!

Chapter 1

Steve O’Connell ran up the stairs from the basement and into the kitchen where his mother, Karen, was washing the dishes.

“Hi, Mom,” he said as he dropped into a chair and picked up a cinnamon roll from a plate on the kitchen table.

“Good morning,” she replied, glancing over at him. He was fifteen and stood about five foot nine, with broad shoulders, sandy brown hair, and pale blue eyes. He was good looking, too. And not just from a mother’s point of view. She’d noticed how some of the girls stared at him on the odd morning she’d dropped him off at school. He was going to be quite popular when he started high school in the fall. He was still a little shy around girls, but that would soon change. He was dressed in a beat up pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. He carried a backpack, which he dropped to the floor next to him as he sat down at the table.

“So where are you off to in such a hurry?” she asked, turning back to the sink full of dishes. She already knew the answer.

“To the creek,” he said, stuffing a big piece of the pastry into his mouth. She nodded. He and his friends spent a good deal of their summer vacation down there when the weather was hot. And today was supposed to be in the high nineties.

“Just be careful, ok? Oh, and don’t forget - the Delaney’s are coming today.” She turned to him, giving him a hard look. “And I would appreciate it if you included Angie when you go out with your friends.”

He frowned, his blue eyes narrowing. “Aw, Mom! Do I have to?”

The Delaney’s had been their neighbors in Williamstown before Steve’s father had been transferred five hundred miles away to Mason when Steve was five. They were good friends and had kept in touch over the years, usually getting together every summer here or back at their place in Williamstown. Due to conflicting schedules, they hadn’t seen them in three years, and now the Delaney’s were coming for two weeks. Angie, their daughter, was six months younger than Steve. He remembered her from their visit there three summers ago as being a real pain in the ass. She had followed him around incessantly, always wanting him to play with her dolls.

His mother was adamant. “Yes, you have to! And be nice about it. We haven’t seen them in three years and I don’t want you two fighting like last time!” The fight was because Steve had had enough of her and told her that he wasn’t going to play with her ‘stupid dolls’. Angie had run crying to her parents.

He sighed and popped the last piece of cinnamon roll into his mouth. “Ok, ok. As long as I don’t have to play with dolls!”

His mother chuckled. “Angie’s fifteen now, Steve. I don’t think she still plays with dolls.” He shrugged, picked up his backpack, and started for the door. His mother called after him. “Supper’s at six but they should be here around four! Try to be home no later than five, ok?”

“All right!” he called as the screen door banged shut behind him. ‘Damn it!’ he thought. ‘Two weeks of putting up with her shit!’ He jumped on his bike and pedaled off toward the swimming hole.

Chapter 2

He arrived about twenty minutes later and bounced along the bumpy footpath to the creek. It was already hot and it was only ten am. Jake and Artie were already there, leaning against a fallen tree a few yards from the creek. There was a small grassy clearing that went right up to the creek bank, where the dark water swirled three feet below. The water looked cool and inviting as it pooled in a bend in the small creek. An ancient, gnarled pine tree clung to the edge, its roots sprawling down the earthen bank to the water below. They were a perfect natural ladder for climbing back up from the water. A long knotted rope hung from a thick limb that reached out over the pool.

Steve slid his mountain bike to a stop, jumping off and letting it clatter to the grass. Artie and Jake glanced up at him, then stood up.

“It’s about time!” Jake exclaimed as Steve walked over to them. “We were ready to start without you!” He pulled a fat joint from behind his ear and stuck it between his lips.

Steve dropped his backpack to the grass and gave him a warning look. “You better not, buddy! I paid for a third of that stuff!” Jake had an older brother who was well connected in the local drug scene and could usually score them some real kick-ass weed.

“C’mon guys,” Artie said. “Let’s just smoke it and go swimming. It’s already too fucking hot!” Artie, the smallest of the three, was always playing peacemaker. While Jake and Steve had never actually come to blows, they often argued, sometimes to the point of a good shoving or wrestling match. It was nothing personal. The three had been friends since Steve had moved to Mason ten years earlier. It was just a matter of two dominant personalities always clashing over one thing or another.

“Aw, I was just shittin’ ya!” Jake exclaimed as he took a long pull off the joint and passed it to Steve. They soon finished the joint, which turned out to be pretty good shit, then divided the remainder of the sticky green buds into three equal parts. Steve figured he had enough for at least ten average sized joints as he tucked it away in his backpack. They all stripped down to their swim suits.

“Let’s go,” Steve cried and took off running toward the water. He made a running leap for the hanging rope, which was maybe ten feet from the edge of the bank. He caught it, but lost his grip and splashed ungracefully into the cool water on his back. The others roared in laughter as he broke the surface.

“Shit!” he exclaimed, wiping the water from his eyes. “I almost had it!”

Artie tried next, but he didn’t even come close to grabbing the wildly swinging rope. He landed feet first in the water.

“I’ll show you how it’s done, kids!” Jake called. He waited until the timing was right and ran hard toward the rope. He caught it easily and swung out past them, his Tarzan yell splitting the hot air, then splashed down ten feet past them.

They spent the rest of the day swimming, taking some time to eat the lunches they’d all packed and smoking some more of their weed. They were all splashing around lazily in the water when Steve noticed that the sun was starting to drop lower in the afternoon sky.

“What time is it, Artie?” he asked as he climbed up the root ladder to the grass. Artie was the only one of them who wore a watch, even while swimming.

He glanced at his watch. “Almost four.”

“Shit, I gotta go soon,” Steve said.

“What for? It’s not that late!” Jake yelled from the water.

“Aw, we’re having company and Mom said I have to be there. You guys remember Angie?”

Jake climbed out of the water and flopped down on the grass. “Isn’t she that kid who wanted you to play with her dolls?” Steve had tried to keep that piece of information from them, but his mother had let it slip out and he’d had to endure their ribbing for months afterward.

“Yeah, well, they should be here about now and I’m supposed to be there to hang out with her,” Steve replied.

“It’s been three years,” Artie said, plucking at a blade of grass. “Maybe she’s cool now. Even hot.” Steve looked over at him. Hearing Artie say that was like hearing his grandmother talk about sex. Artie was . . . well, he was a bit of a geek. He didn’t wear thick glasses, but was short and skinny, and was very quiet around people he didn’t know. The kicker was that he was also the smartest kid in their class. They accepted him because they’d been friends for so long, but he definitely wasn’t what you’d call ‘cool’.

Steve sighed and pulled on his t-shirt. “Maybe,” he said as he tucked his jeans into his backpack. It was too hot to wear them now. “She must have grown up a little.”

“Maybe she is hot,” Jake added with a grin. “If she is, bring her around. If not, well . . . see ya in two weeks!”

Steve shot him a wry look. “If she’s hot, I sure as hell ain’t introducing her to you clowns!” Jake tossed a twig at him while he slung his backpack over his shoulder and climbed onto his bike. “I guess I’ll see ya when I see ya,” he said as he started up the rutted path toward home.

“You better bring her around if she’s cute!” Jake called out. Steve stuck up his middle finger without turning around and disappeared into the trees.

Chapter 3

During the short ride home, he thought about what Jake and Artie had said. The last time he’d seen her she was a gawky twelve year old kid. Not much to look at. Not that she was fat or ugly. She was just, well . . . a kid. A flat-chested skinny kid with straight, shoulder length blonde hair and no curves anywhere. Of course, when he was twelve those attributes weren’t a big issue. But now he realized for the first time that that was how he was still picturing her. Maybe she was cute now.

He rounded the final corner onto his quiet, tree-lined street. Mason was a relatively small town of about thirty thousand people and he lived in a typical suburb of neat bungalows with well-trimmed lawns. As he neared his house, he could see a burgundy minivan with one of those enclosed fiberglass roof racks in the driveway next to his parents’ black Chevy Impala. It appeared that the Delaneys had arrived.

As he wheeled his bike into the open garage door, he could hear voices from the patio out back. His mother’s laughter mingled with several other loud voices. He leaned his bike against the wall and went over and into the side door that led either up two steps into the kitchen or down a staircase to the basement, where his room was located off a rec room. There was also another bedroom, a half bath with a shower, and an unfinished storage room downstairs. An old couch backed along the doors to the bedrooms and faced the TV along the far wall, leaving a ten foot space behind it. There were two old easy chairs clustered around the TV and a long, low coffee table squatted in front of the couch with a few magazines and empty coke cans on it. Along one wall, a computer sat silently on a desk.

Shouldering his backpack, he slipped inside and down the stairs to his room. It was darker in the basement and the cooler air felt good, but it reminded him that his swim suit was still damp. He hurried into his room to change, but was also anxious to hide the weed in his stash. He dropped to his knees along the far wall and gently pulled away a short piece of the baseboard. He put the baggie of grass in the small hole he’d cut into the sheetrock behind it, then pushed the molding neatly back in place. He stood up, checking to make sure it looked ok, then turned around - and froze.

Leaning against the door frame was a beautiful blonde girl, her long hair falling like spun silk halfway down her back. She was wearing tight capri pants and a t-shirt that was cut to show off her bare midriff and accentuated a nice set of round, softball-sized tits. Her blue eyes sparkled and she broke out into a wide grin.

“Hey, Steve. It’s been a long time!” She nodded toward his stash. “Were you planning on sharing that?”

He stared for a few seconds, his mouth open. He realized what he was doing and forced himself to speak. “Uh, . . . oh, hi, Angie.” His eyes took in her compact body. This was the same girl he had rejected three years ago and refused to play with?! He mentally kicked his ass. She must have been sitting on the couch in the rec room when he came in. He was so concerned about hiding the weed that he hadn’t noticed her.

Her blue eyes took in him as well. “You got a lot bigger,” she said, locking her eyes once more on his and pursing her lips. “Not bad; not bad at all!” Steve felt his face getting hot, but she didn’t seem to notice. “You still didn’t answer my question!”

“Huh? What question?” He vaguely remembered her speaking, but when he saw her in those tight, revealing clothes he had momentarily zoned out. She took a few steps into his room, her hips and long hair swaying softly.

“Aw, come on! I’ve been cooped up in that van with my folks all day! I could really go for some good smoke!” As she neared him, the light scent of flowers reached his nose. She smelled wonderful! He looked at her, then glanced toward his hiding spot.

“You won’t say anything, will you?”

She chuckled, shaking her head. “Of course not! Geez, what kind of a jerk do you think I am!” She sat on his bed and leaned back on her elbows, watching him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Her firm tits stretched the fabric of her t-shirt and her long hair spilled across his bed.

He turned, forcing his eyes from her incredible body, and tossed his backpack into the corner. He could feel her eyes on his back. “Well, you ratted me out last time because I wouldn’t play with your dolls!”

She laughed and it had a familiar ring to it. “Oh, yeah! I remember!” She shook her head as he turned to face her. “I didn’t really want you to play with the dolls, you know.” She paused, then added, “Well, yeah, I guess I did, but that was just an excuse!”

He looked puzzled. “An excuse? For what?”

She sighed and tilted her head back, staring up at the ceiling. Steve’s eyes dropped almost involuntarily to her chest, then she sat up and he quickly averted his gaze. If she noticed, she didn’t give him any indication. “I wanted to play house . . . you know, pretend we were married.” She flashed him a wide grin. “I was hoping you’d kiss me, you idiot!” He just stared at her. She jumped up from the bed, laughing. “I had such a crush on you then but you wouldn’t even play with me! I was devastated!”

“I . . . I’m sorry,” he stammered, not knowing what else to say to this gorgeous creature in his bedroom. “I didn’t know! I . . .”

She touched his arm, shaking her head and smiling up at him. “Relax, I’m just teasing you!” Her smile widened. “But I was pretty pissed!” She turned and walked toward the door. He couldn’t help watching her perfect ass under the tight fabric of her pants. “Oh!” she said, whirling around to face him. He quickly shifted his eyes up to her face and could swear he saw a twinkle in her eye and a knowing smile on her lips. “Dinner’s almost ready. We’re barbequing.” With a quick wink, she spun around and disappeared, her scent lingering in the air.

She knew! She knew he was looking at her ass! And she smiled! ‘Hmm,’ he thought, ‘This could be an interesting two weeks!’ He pulled off his wet swim suit and replaced it with a pair of khaki cargo shorts and a clean white t-shirt. He started toward the stairs and as he passed the spare room next to his he noticed two suitcases on the bed with an I-pod lying next to them. She would be sleeping right next to his room!

Chapter 4

He went upstairs and into the kitchen. His mother was standing at the counter tossing a salad while Cathy, Angie’s mother, was sitting at the table pouring iced tea into tall glasses. They both stopped talking when he came in.

“Right on time!” his mother said. “Dinner’s all ready!”

“Hi, Steve,” Cathy said with a smile. “You sure got a lot bigger since the last time I saw you!”

He smiled politely at the attractive blonde. It was easy to see where Angie got her looks from. “Hi, Mrs Delaney. Nice to see you again.”

His mother gestured toward the back deck. “Your father, Mark, and Angie are out back.” Mark was Angie’s father. He just nodded and headed toward the patio doors. He was already anxious to see Angie again. He stepped through the sliding doors to the deck, squinting against the bright sunshine. Angie was sitting at the picnic table while the two men sipped beers and talked while tending the steaks sizzling on the grill.

“Steve! There you are!” his father said.

Mark surveyed his tall, lanky frame. “You’re growing!” he exclaimed, extending a hand. Steve shook it. “Gonna try out for football this fall?”

Steve nodded. “Yeah, I think so.” He nodded at Angie with a smile. “Hey, Ang.” She smiled at him but said nothing. He sat across the table from her and answered her father’s questions about work. He had a part-time job at a nearby lumber yard, working in the warehouse. Then the topic changed to school, sports, and university plans. Mostly sports. Angie was an only child, like him, and he got the distinct feeling that Mark had wanted a son. Just then, his mother came out, interrupting their conversation. She was carrying a large plastic tablecloth and a handful of clamps to hold it down on the picnic table.

“Would you mind putting this on for me, Steve?” she asked, placing it on the table in front of him.

“Sure, Mom,” he replied. He stood up and picked up the white plastic sheet with blue flowers on it and had to close his eyes against the sun’s reflection off of it. He’d have to go and get his sunglasses if they expected him to sit at it to eat. He felt someone tugging at the other end and looked up to see Angie helping him spread it out.

“I’ll help you,” she said. They managed to get the unwieldy thing unfolded and spread it across the table. Angie held it down against the evening breeze, leaning across it while he put the clamps in place. She was stretching her entire body over the table as she did, giving him several good cleavage views. It wasn’t that he was making a conscious effort to look down her shirt. It was more like she was doing it on purpose! Every time he looked up, there they were! As he fastened the last clamp into place, he looked up into her clear blue eyes, avoiding her breasts. She was still leaning over the table, her tits rubbing on the plastic sheet.

“That should hold it,” he said with a dry smile. “Thanks, Angie.”

She winked at him, giving him that teasing grin of hers. “No problem!” He felt his dick twitch as she slid her sexy body off the table and sat down, her eyes never leaving his. He sat down quickly across from her so that she wouldn’t see the growing bulge in his shorts.

Dinner was served and they all chatted and laughed while they ate. Angie kept looking at Steve and smiling almost seductively. He tried to concentrate on his plate, but found his eyes moving back up to her. He was almost finished when he felt something soft touching his leg under the table. He looked over at her and she subtly moved her head in the direction of the house.

“May I be excused?” she asked, lying her utensils across her empty plate.

“Of course, dear,” Cathy said. “Take your plate inside please.” She stood up and picked up her plate. Steve put his last bite into his mouth and laid his fork down.

“Steve, could you . . . show me around a bit?” Angie asked as she started toward the kitchen. “I need to walk off some of this food!” Steve finished chewing, wiped his mouth on his napkin, and looked toward his mother.

She nodded. “That sounds like a wonderful idea. You two could get reacquainted.” Cathy nodded her approval. He picked up his plate and followed Angie inside. “Oh, if we’re not here when you get back, we’re going out for drinks at the club. Don’t wait up - we’ll probably be late!” his mother called as they stepped inside. The club was a private golf club they belonged to with a members only lounge that sometimes stayed open until near dawn. As a private club, it was able to skirt the laws governing closing times for licensed establishments. That and the fact the mayor and most of the town councilors were members and, more often than not, were there themselves long after the place was supposed to be closed.

“Ok, Mom. Have fun,” he said as he pulled the sliding door closed behind them. He went to the sink and dropped his plate into it. Angie was leaning against the counter, watching him and basically looking sexy.

“Could we . . .” She glanced toward the patio and lowered her voice. “Could we take some of that stuff you have with us?”

He grinned slightly and nodded. “Sure. I’ll go get it.” He started down the stairs with her right behind him. They reached his room and he said, “I’m gonna put some jeans on. The mosquitos get pretty thick after supper.”

“Good idea,” she said and went into her room. He closed his door, changed into his jeans, and retrieved the baggie from its hiding place. He went back out into the rec room and looked over and saw that her door was open. She stood over her suitcase, wearing only a tight pair of jeans and a bra as she dug through her clothes looking for a shirt to wear. She glanced over at him and he averted his eyes.

“Relax, Steve. I’m not shy!”

“Uh, sorry. Your door was open,” he stammered, still looking away. “I thought you were dressed.”

She pulled on a blue t-shirt with ‘Party Girl’ emblazoned across the front and came out into the rec room, pulling her long hair free from the collar. “It’s ok. It’s not like you saw me naked. Are you ready?”

Desperately trying to push the image of her naked body from his mind, he patted his pocket and smiled. “Yup!” It didn’t work.

Chapter 5

They left the house and walked along the sidewalk toward the wooded area a few blocks away. “So,” he began. “What have you been up to?” He knew it was a pretty lame question, but he couldn’t think of anything else to say.

She shrugged. “Not much . . . hanging out . . . you know.”

He nodded. “Yeah.” They came upon a small path leading into the trees. “This way,” he said. They walked in silence for a few more minutes until Angie spoke up.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” The question startled him. He was, in fact, trying to figure out how to ask her if she had a boyfriend. He shook his head.

“No. You?”

She laughed. “No, no girlfriend!” He gave her a wry look and she added, “No boyfriend either.”

They continued for a few more yards without speaking and Steve pointed to another path on the left. It was still daylight, but the setting sun was leaving long shadows and the thick foliage made it seem darker than it actually was. They came to a fallen log in a small clearing. Most of the bark had been worn off of it and the ground under it was bare earth, the result of many people sitting on it over the years. They sat down and Steve pulled out the little bag of pot. Balancing it on his knees, he pulled out a rolling paper and expertly spun up a joint, keeping his hands inside the baggie so he didn’t lose any.

“You’ve done that before!” Angie joked as he passed her a near perfectly rolled joint.

He took out a lighter and held it up to the joint now stuck between her sexy lips. “Once or twice,” he said as she puffed on it, inhaling the sweet smoke deeply. He put the baggie and lighter back in his pocket while she finished her toke.

“Only one?” she croaked as she passed it to him and exhaled the smoke from her lungs.

He nodded. “Trust me. One’s enough.”

They smoked it in relative silence. He took a final desperate toke from the tiny roach before crushing it into the soft earth with his sneaker. She looked up at him, a dopey smile on her face. “You’re right! That’s good stuff!” He just smiled and looked around the small clearing. He had always been a little tongue-tied around pretty girls, especially ones that he was attracted to. And he was definitely attracted to Angie. The joint they had just smoked made his shyness even worse and he cursed himself for smoking it.

Angie stood up and wandered aimlessly around the clearing, examining the leaves on the bushes and occasionally stooping to pick up an interesting twig or pinecone. She would examine each item closely for a few seconds, then casually toss it aside and move on to something else. She always seemed to have her back to him whenever she bent over to pick something up and he wondered if she was doing it on purpose. He didn’t complain as he sat on the log and picked unconsciously at a loose piece of bark. He stared blatantly at her smooth round ass whenever she bent over, not caring if she was only doing it to entice him. The sight of her perfect ass in those tight jeans was reason enough to look.

She turned and walked slowly back in his direction, swatting at the cloud of buzzing mosquitos which had just found them and were moving in in droves. Steve swiped at one biting his neck, then his arm.

“They’re starting to get bad,” Angie said, swatting at one on her arm.

“Yeah,” Steve said, standing up. “We better get out of the woods. They’re worse in here.” They began the walk back down the path to the street. It was dusk by the time they got there and the street lights were coming on. The thick cloud of mosquitos swarmed around their heads and they flailed their arms wildly in a futile attempt to keep them at bay.

“We better get inside!” she called as she ran ahead in the direction of the house. Steve didn’t argue and trotted along behind her, shamelessly watching her ass as she ran down the sidewalk.

He caught up, jogging along next to her. “They should be gone by now!” he said, referring to their parents. “We can be alone!” He hadn’t meant it in a romantic way. He just meant that no one would be there to notice their slightly altered state. Angie glanced over at him and he could have sworn he saw a mischievous smile on her lips.

Chapter 5

They turned onto his street. Sure enough, his parents’ car was gone. They ran up to the door, Angie’s breasts quivering with each step. She swatted at the mosquitos while Steve frantically fished in his pocket for the key and unlocked the door. They quickly rushed inside and slammed it shut, smacking at the few pests that had managed to follow them in. He caught her chest heaving out of the corner of his eye and had to force himself not to look directly at her tits. They kicked off their sneakers and went downstairs into the coolness of the basement. They both flopped down on the couch and Steve turned on the TV. He began scrolling through the on-screen guide for the satellite system. As usual, there was nothing good on. He moved down to the movie channels. The red on the guide indicated that they didn’t subscribe to them, but he went through them all anyway. He found ‘The Count of Monte Cristo’ on HBO and looked over at Angie.

“Want to watch this one?” It was a bit of a chick flick, but had enough action in it to keep him interested.

Angie nodded, but shot him a querulous look. “I love that movie . . .” She pointed at the red guide. “. . . but you don’t get that channel.” Steve grinned, went over to the computer desk and rummaged through a drawer. Angie watched him curiously. He pulled a plain white card about the size of a credit card with a magnetic strip on the back and went over to the satellite receiver. He opened a small door on the front of it and pulled a similar card from a slot. The screen suddenly flashed an error message until Steve replaced it with the card he got from his desk. The screen changed, saying it was acquiring the satellite signal. Steve laid the other card next to the receiver and came back over and sat next to Angie.

“Watch this,” he said with a sideways grin. Angie watched the TV screen and a few seconds later it came back on. Steve switched it to HBO and the screen flashed to life. Angie gave him a surprised stare.

“How did you do that!?”

His grin widened. “Shhh . . . it’s a secret!” he whispered, putting a finger to his lips. She slapped him with a throw pillow.

“Tell me!” she demanded, grinning and threatening him with another pillow.

He laughed and pretended to defend himself. “Ok, ok! I know how to program that card with my computer to open up all the channels.” He lowered his voice and leaned closer to her. “Even the porn!” Her eyes twinkled mischievously and she looked again at the TV.

“Really?” She seemed genuinely interested.

He nodded. “Really. But don’t say a word about this to Mom or Dad. They’d take away my card and programmer and they cost me a hundred bucks!”

She nodded in agreement. “Cool.”

They still had a few minutes before the movie started. Steve got up. “Feel like some munchies?” Angie nodded as she scrolled through the guide, checking out the other movies they could watch. “All right. Be right back.” He went up the steps to the kitchen and nuked some microwave popcorn. He grabbed a couple of cokes from the fridge and went back downstairs.

When he reached the bottom of the steps, he thought he caught a glimpse of bare flesh on the TV screen before Angie switched it back to the guide and scrolled up a few screens. He noticed that she was near the channels where the adult movies were, but didn’t comment on it.

“Find anything better?” he asked as he passed one of the cokes to her and sat down beside her. She shook her head and passed him the remote.

“I’m going to go change,” she said, and went into her room, closing the door softly. Steve waited until the door was closed, muted the sound, and clicked the recall button on the remote. Naked bodies filled the screen. A sexy blonde was sucking on a huge cock and seemed to be really loving it. He smiled to himself. Beautiful, sexy, and slightly perverted! What more could a guy want in a girl? He switched back to HBO and opened up the chips while he waited for her.

She came out of her room a few minutes later wearing pink and white pajamas. They were loose fitting, maybe a little big for her, and had a buttoned top that was so loose fitting that it nearly hid her perky breasts. Two little bumps were all that was visible under it. He wondered absently if she was wearing a bra. Probably not, he figured. She sat down on the couch and curled her feet up under her, close enough to him that she could reach the bowl of popcorn on his lap.

The movie started and they settled in, munching as quietly as possible on the popcorn and occasionally making some remark about the plot or a certain actor. About a half hour into it, Angie shifted her position, claiming her legs were going to sleep. She moved closer to Steve and once again the scent of her filled his senses. What was that? It was like wild flowers mixed with just a hint of coconut. Whatever it was, it drove him crazy!

Over the next half hour, she kept moving closer until her leg was touching his and they sat shoulder to shoulder. Feeling brave, and quite certain that he was reading her signals correctly, Steve put an arm around her shoulders. She immediately snuggled closer and smiled at him, resting a hand on his leg. She leaned her head on his shoulder and went back to watching the movie without saying a word. Steve didn’t have much experience with girls, but he knew this was a good sign! They remained in that position until the movie ended. Angie raised her head from his shoulder and smiled up at him.

“This is nice,” she said softly, looking directly into his eyes. He nodded, staring back into her calm blue eyes. Before he realized what he was doing, he leaned closer, feeling her breath on his face. Then he kissed her, his lips lingering on hers for a moment before he moved back. She smiled at him, then looked into his eyes, nibbling on her lower lip. Then her hands went around his neck and she pulled his lips to hers, kissing him hungrily. He felt her lips part and her tongue probing at his lips. He parted them and she pushed her tongue into his mouth, sucking on his and swirling it around. It felt wonderful! He’d kissed girls before, sure. Even french kissed one. But it was nothing like this! Their tongues danced together as the kiss intensified. Her hands went to his head, holding him tight to her lips. He held her other shoulder with his free hand, then slowly inched it down to her firm breast and got the answer to his question about her bra. She wasn’t wearing one.

She kissed him with even more passion, which he took as a signal that it was ok. He began to knead her soft tit over her pajamas, the hard nipple pushing against the thin fabric. She moaned into his mouth as he brushed a finger across it. Taking that as a good sign, he continued to tease her hard nipple while he caressed and fondled her tit. She sighed and moaned, driving her tongue deeper into his throat.

Feeling he had her permission to explore further, he moved over to the buttons of her top and began to unfasten the top one. She stiffened a little, but allowed him to undo it. But when he moved down to the next one, she pulled away and put her hand over his.

“No, Steve. I . . . I don’t think you should . . .” She looked up at him, her eyes apologetic. “I’m sorry, but I think maybe we better stop now.” She saw the disappointment on his face and managed a smile. “After all, it is technically our first date. What kind of a girl do you think I am?”

He grinned sheepishly at her and nodded. “You’re right, Ang. Sorry. Guess I got carried away.”

She put a hand on his cheek and kissed him, allowing her lips to linger on his for a moment. “No need to apologize. But let’s take it a little slower, ok?”

He nodded with a sigh. His cock was hard as a rock, straining at the denim of his jeans. If Angie noticed it, which he was sure she had, she didn’t comment. She snuggled up to him, her warm body tight to his. “I’ve wanted to do that for years!” she said, staring at the credits rolling down the TV screen. He kissed the top of her head and squeezed her shoulders, then let his fingers drop back down to her perky breast.

She moved his arm away and sat further away, looking at him through narrowed eyes. She pointed a finger at him. “Look, you!” she scolded. “I said that’s enough!” He grinned and shrugged apologetically.

“Sorry! It was an accident!”

She gave him a sideways look, her eyes narrowing even more. “The hell it was! I’m going to bed before you paw me any more!” Her eyes dropped to the hard-on in his jeans and she reached out to stroke it. He moaned as her fingers touched his sensitive shaft over the thick denim, then she pulled her hand away and stood up. She smiled and nodded approvingly. “See you tomorrow,” she said and disappeared into her room, closing the door behind her.

“Uh, yeah, ‘nite!” He sat back on the couch, collecting his thoughts. Wow! That beautiful, sexy girl wanted him! Wait until the guys met her! They would be so fucking jealous! He stood up, stretched, and looked at her door for a long moment. Then he went into his own room and closed the door. Sleep didn’t come easy, but he finally drifted off amid dreams of Angie naked in his arms.

continued . . .

BJ Cortland
01-05-2007, 04:51 PM
Chapter 6

Angie pushed the bedroom door shut and stood next to it listening. What would she do if Steve knocked on her door? Let him in? It had taken all of her willpower to stop his advances and go to her room. She didn’t think she would be able to say no again. She shook her head. No, this was the right thing. It was too soon. Even though she’d been longing to do it for years, she had to keep her head and take it easy. Steve was interested. All she had to do was take it slow. But she only had two weeks. She couldn’t afford to wait too long.

She pressed her ear to the door and held her breath as the TV went silent. A long moment later she heard him walk to his room and close the door. She breathed a sigh of relief at not having to turn him away again, if she even could.

Not that she was a virgin. She’d had sex with her ex back home. They had been going out for a few months and they had slowly progressed from necking to heavy petting, then hand jobs, blow jobs, and finally sex. They had only fucked three times before breaking up and he had always finished before her, long before she was even close to cumming. And even though she had gone down on him several times, once even swallowing, he had refused to pleasure her orally. But her feelings for Steve were much stronger. She had had a crush on him for as long as she could remember. When she saw him today, she knew right away that time hadn’t changed her feelings for him. She thought she may even be in love with him, and she knew in her heart sex would be better with him.

She went over to the bed and slipped her pajama bottoms off. She always slept in just her panties and a nightshirt or pajama tops. She crawled into bed and lay there thinking about their kiss. It was just like she had imagined it would be - hot and passionate. Her hand went to her panties and she slipped it inside, gently massaging her erect clit. After a few minutes, she pulled them off and unbuttoned her top. She stroked her wet pussy with one hand while pinching her nipples with the other. Before long, her breathing became shallow and she began to feel the initial tingle of an impending orgasm. She pushed two fingers deep into her pussy, imagining it was Steve’s hard cock as she pumped them in and out. A moment later, her vaginal muscles contracted on her fingers and she turned her head, burying her face in her pillow to muffle her cries until she stopped cumming and her body relaxed. She lay spread eagle on the bed, her pussy exposed and her bare chest heaving as she caught her breath.

After she regained her composure, she slipped out of her top and slept nude, as she often did after masturbating. She loved the feel of the cool sheets on her bare skin, which still tingled. She was asleep in minutes, the covers pulled to her waist.

Chapter 7

The next morning, Angie awoke to the creak of footsteps in the kitchen above her room. She got up and pulled her pajama top on to go to the bathroom. It fell to her hips, barely concealing her ass and pussy, but she didn’t care. If everything went according to plan, Steve would soon see all, anyway. She opened her door and peeked out. Steve’s door was still closed and she couldn’t hear any movement from behind it. She crept over to the bathroom, closed the door and turned on the shower.

When she emerged fifteen minutes later wrapped in a towel, Steve was on the couch watching TV wearing a pair of boxer shorts and a t-shirt. He turned to her and she saw his eyes make the trip up and down her body before locking back on her eyes. She smiled. It usually irritated her to no end when a guy stared at her chest or crotch, but with Steve, it felt kinda good.

“Good morning.”

“Morning,” Steve replied. “Did you sleep ok?”

She nodded. “Like a baby. You?”

He turned the TV off and stood up, then moved over to her. “Ok, I guess,” he replied. He leaned down awkwardly and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She smiled.

“It’s all yours,” she said, gesturing toward the bathroom. He watched her walk into her room and turn to face him. She placed one hand on the door and the other one on her towel. Just before she pushed the door closed, she released the towel and it dropped to the floor. For a split second she stood naked before him, then the door closed and she was gone. He stood gaping at the closed door, not believing what she’d just done! He shook his head to clear it, then went into the bathroom. He took a long, cold shower, the fleeting image of her perfect naked body fresh in his mind.

When he came out of the bathroom, her door was open but she was nowhere to be seen. He dressed quickly and went upstairs. He could smell the bacon and hear the clatter of silverware before he was halfway up the stairs.

Angie was sitting at the table chewing on a piece of bacon while chatting with his father. He heard her giggle as he made his way across the kitchen. Cathy and Karen were both busy pouring coffee and cooking. Angie’s father wasn’t there.

Everyone greeted him cheerily and he sat down at the table. His mother set a plate of bacon and eggs in front of him and he dug in hungrily.

His mother eyed him over her shoulder as she went back to the stove. “So what did you two do last night?” Steve’s face turned red and he looked down at his plate as he shoveled a forkfull of food into his mouth. Angie answered for him.

“We went for a walk, but the mosquitos got too bad so we came back here and watched TV.”

Karen nodded, throwing a glance over at his father, who pretended not to see it. They had spoken last night about the possible dangers of leaving two hormonally charged teenagers alone together. His father didn’t seem to think it was a problem. ‘Men!’ she had thought, rolling her eyes. “Any plans for today?” she asked Steve.

Steve swallowed his food. “I have to work at noon,” he replied, looking up at Angie. She frowned, but quickly recovered and her face took on a disinterested demeanor. “I get off at five,” he added, more for Angie’s benefit than his mother’s.

“What about you, Angie?” his mother asked as she tossed the dirty frying pan into the sink. “We’re going shopping . . . ,” she said, gesturing toward Cathy, “ . . .while the guys are golfing. You’re more than welcome to join us.”

Angie swallowed the last of her breakfast and stood up, carrying her plate over to the sink. “Thanks, Mrs O’Connell, but I think I’ll just hang around here. Maybe catch some sun.”

“Make sure you put on lots of sunscreen, honey,” Cathy said, giving her a warning glance.

“Of course, Mom!” she replied, rolling her eyes. “I’m not an idiot!”

Just then, Angie’s father appeared. “Good morning, everyone,” he said and kissed Angie on the cheek.

“Morning, Daddy,” she replied with a smile, then turned and went back downstairs. Steve longed to follow her.

“What time do we tee off, Alan?” Mark asked Steve’s father. Alan checked his watch.

“Forty-five minutes. We should be going.”

“What time do you think you’ll be home?” Karen asked.

Alan shrugged. “Hard to say. We’ll have lunch at the club and probably play a few more holes this afternoon.”

Karen looked over at Cathy. “Looks like we can plan on a full day at the mall!” After some teasing about high credit card bills, the men said their goodbyes and left for the golf course.

Cathy stood up. “Well, I better go get ready. Just give me five minutes.” She disappeared down the hall toward the guest room. Karen looked over at Steve, who was just finishing off his plate.

“She’s pretty,” she said. Steve looked up at her and swallowed his food.

“Huh? Who?”

Karen smiled knowingly and motioned toward the basement stairs. “Who do you think?” Steve felt his face getting hot and stood up to carry his plate over to the sink, keeping his back to his mother. “I’m not trying to embarrass you, honey. But remember, she’s only here for two weeks.” He paused before turning to her. Did she know they were making out on the couch last night? Surely Angie wouldn’t have said anything!

“But, I . . . I mean, we’re not . . .,” he stammered.

She just shook her head, the smile still on her lips. “You’re fifteen, Steve. Hormones are in control. And she is a very attractive girl. I know what’s going on, or will be eventually. I’m not saying not to explore your feelings, but to be careful, that’s all.” She patted his shoulder as she walked past him on the way to her bedroom. “I just don’t want to see either of you get hurt.” He swallowed hard. His mother had never spoken to him about girls before and it was a little weird. And she was right. As beautiful and sexy and into him as she was, she would be gone in two weeks. His heart sank at the reality of his situation.

Just then, Angie appeared from the basement wearing a very skimpy white bikini. Steve had to stop his mouth from dropping open at the sight of her. She was absolutely gorgeous! Her long, slender legs seemed to go on forever and her narrow waist gave way to the curves of her breasts, pushed up even fuller by the bikini top. Her long hair was brushed to a silky sheen and flowed across her bare shoulders before cascading down her back. She was mesmerizing. Intoxicating. She held a bottle of sunscreen in one hand and a beach towel in the other.

“Want to come out with me?” she asked, looking around to see who else was in the kitchen. “I need someone to rub this on my back.” Steve looked up at the clock. It was only ten o’clock. He had plenty of time to get to work. It was only a ten minute bike ride.

“Sure,” he said. “Let me get some shorts on. I’ll be right there.”

He went down the stairs two at a time, nearly falling at the bottom. He ran into his room and pulled on his swim suit, still lying in the corner from yesterday. At the last minute, he stopped and pulled his weed from his stash and quickly spun one up. He couldn’t smoke before going to work, but maybe Angie would want one after he’d gone. He stuffed the baggie back into his hiding place and ran back up the stairs. He caught a glimpse of the Delaney’s minivan backing out of the driveway through the living room window as he went out through the patio doors into the back yard. They were alone again.

He found Angie where he figured she would be. There were two reclining lounge chairs on the grass a few yards from the deck. Angie had moved them both to a spot where they could catch the morning sun, which was in a secluded area next to the shed. She had lain her towel on the vinyl cushion of one of them and was spreading sunscreen onto her arms when he walked up.

She grinned impishly and scanned his slender body. This was the first time she had seen him with his shirt off and she seemed pleased. Not that he was real muscular, but working in the lumber yard and playing sports had left him lean and well toned. She sat down and tossed him the bottle.

“Just in time. Can you do my legs for me?” He grinned. She could easily do her legs herself, but he welcomed any opportunity to touch her and didn’t hesitate. He knelt at her feet and squeezed some of the slick white lotion onto her knees, then began to slowly spread it around her slender, athletic legs. She leaned back and watched as he covered her calves and lower legs, then moved up to her thighs. She spread her legs slightly so he could do her inner thighs and wondered just how far he would go. He surprised her by going just a few inches from where her thong bikini stretched over her trimmed pussy. He looked up at her and grinned.

“Anywhere else you need done?”

She returned his grin and lay down on her stomach. “Just my back,” she said. She gathered up her long hair, pulled it to one side, then reached around to unclasp her bikini top. The thin straps fell away and she laid her head on her folded arms, waiting for him to continue.

Steve looked down at her bare back and the side of her breast as she lay on the lounger. She was practically naked! He squeezed a good amount of the lotion onto her back and began to slowly massage it into her skin.

“Mmmm,” she murmured. “That feels nice!” He continued rubbing his hands across the soft, smooth skin of her back long after the sunscreen had been absorbed. She seemed to enjoy his touch and he definitely enjoyed touching her bare skin!

“You better put some on, too,” she said, her eyes closed. “You don’t want to burn.” She was right. Reluctantly, he removed his greasy hands from her back and began applying lotion to his arms, chest, and shoulders. He looked down at her when he finished and saw that she was watching him. “Turn around,” she said. “I’ll get your back for you.”

He turned around and she sat up. He felt her soft hands on his back as she slowly rubbed the creamy lotion into his skin. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the strap of her bikini top lying on her chair and caught his breath. He had assumed that she had put it back on before sitting up! She was topless, putting sunscreen on him!

“All done,” she said, then a slight pause and her voice lowered slightly. “You can turn around now.” He slowly turned around. She was sitting on the edge of her chair, still topless. Her firm tits didn’t sag and the erect nipples were poking out a good quarter inch. His stared at them for a few seconds before realizing he was doing it and looked up into her face.

“Hi,” she said softly, a shy smile on her luscious lips.

“Hi,” he replied, licking his lips. She looked down at her perky breasts, then back up to him.

“You know, technically this is our second date,” she said, her eyes locked on his. “Would you like to touch them?” He nodded, his eyes moving from her chest to her eyes. She beckoned to him. “Then come here. Lick them - suck them.” He dropped to his knees on the grass and moved toward her. She spread her legs so he could move in closer. He paused, looking at the two perfect globes before him. “Have you ever done this before?” she asked. Steve hesitated, then shook his head in embarrassment, lowering his eyes. “Hey!” she said softly, lifting his chin. “It’s ok! Nothing to be embarrassed about!” She pulled his head closer. “Just suck on my nipples. Flick your tongue across them.” He took one of her hard nipples between his lips. “That’s it,” she said. He began to suck on it and she held his head tighter. “Oh, yes! Just like that!” Encouraged by her reaction, he sucked harder, flicking his tongue across the hard nub while his hand went to her other tit and squeezed it. “Mmmm!” she moaned, closing her eyes. He worked on one for a while, then moved over to the other one, giving it the same attention. He could smell a musky aroma, which he found very enticing.

Finally, Angie pulled him from her breast and leaned in to kiss him. They kissed hard, hungrily. When they finally pulled apart, Angie glanced down at his shorts. He was sporting a raging hard-on, creating a pup tent in his shorts. She looked up at him, the impish grin once more on her face and her blue eyes sparkling.

“I can’t let you go to work in this condition!” she exclaimed, nodding toward his hard dick. He blushed, not knowing what to say. Angie took his hands and stood up, pulling him to his feet. She kissed him again, then looked directly into his eyes. “I think I can help you relax,” she said, and sat back down on the edge of the lounge chair in front of him.

As he looked down, she grasped his shorts in both hands and pulled them down. His heart was hammering in his chest as his hard cock sprang out, bobbing in front of her face. It wasn’t huge, not like in the porn movies, but it was about six inches long. Certainly nothing to be ashamed of at his age. She looked up at him and reached out for it. When she gripped the hard shaft in his hands, he moaned. No girl had ever touched his cock before, and it felt so good! She started to slowly move her hand back and forth along its length, looking up to his face every few seconds as she did. He had closed his eyes, lost in the wonderful sensations she was creating.

“Steve?” He opened his eyes and looked down at her. “Can I . . . suck it? Give you a blow-job?” He nodded, still not believing this was actually happening. “Ok, but I want you to warn me before you cum. Can you promise me you will?” Again, he nodded. She licked her lips and moved her face closer to his throbbing meat. She stuck her tongue out and licked the entire length of it, causing him to shiver and moan. He was so turned on, it took everything he had to stop himself from shooting all over her right then and there. He knew if she did suck on it, it would only be a matter of seconds.

She pulled her head back and looked up at him. “Ok, I’m going down. Remember your promise.” With that, she opened her mouth and slid it over his pulsating head, her tongue moving sensuously along the sensitive underside. He moaned louder, fighting the urge to cum.

“Angie!” he gasped. “I can’t take much more!” She pulled her mouth from his hard penis and looked up.

“You taste good,” she said, licking her lips. “Just relax. I want to do it a while longer.”

“I’ll try,” he panted, looking into her pretty face. She looked up at him, waiting for him to give her the ok. After a few moments, he nodded and he slipped her warm, wet mouth back over his soft head. He sucked in a deep breath through his teeth as her tongue swirled and rubbed all over his dick. Almost immediately, he felt himself back on the edge.

“Oh, shit, Angie! I think I’m gonna . . .” Instead of pulling off like he’d expected, she began bobbing her head faster. He felt his balls contract and groaned as his seed surged through his hard dick and erupted into Angie’s hot little mouth. “Ohhhhh . . .!” he groaned, his eyes squeezed tight.

Angie stopped bobbing her head, but continued to suck the jism from his spurting dick, swallowing each mouthful. When he finally stopped cumming, she let his shriveling dick slip from her mouth and looked up at him, smacking her lips. “You do taste good!” she said with a grin.

Steve’s legs felt rubbery and he sank back to the chair behind him, trying to catch his breath after the unbelievable blow-job she’d just given him. Well, ok, it was his first blow-job, but he still thought it was pretty fucking unbelievable! “A . . .Angie!” he gasped. “Th . . . that was . . .” He swallowed, still trying to catch his wind. She smiled and stood up. “I thought you . . . wanted me to warn you so you could . . . pull off before . . .” She shook her head.

“I changed my mind. You tasted so good I wanted to taste your cum, too.” She grinned and reached for her top. “And I’m glad I did!” She picked up her watch from the little table next to her chair, looked at it, and frowned. “Don’t you have to be a work for noon?” He nodded. “Well, it’s eleven-thirty. You better get ready.”

“Shit!” he said, standing and pulling his shorts back up. He kissed her quickly, getting a faint taste of his own cum from her spermy lips. “I gotta go!” He ran toward the house, then stopped and ran back. He passed her the joint he’d rolled. “This is for you!” he said, kissing her once more. He ran off again. “I’ll see you at supper!” he called before disappearing inside.

He arrived at work only five minutes before his shift started. He had never been late or missed a shift, but this was the most he ever had to rush to get there on time. He wheeled into the warehouse and propped his bike against the wall next to the employee lunch room. It was going to be a long five hours. He couldn’t get the image of Angie wearing only her thong bikini bottom sucking his cock out of his head. Fuck, she was hot! There was little doubt in his mind that he would be fucking her before too much longer - maybe even tonight.

A car horn sounded, interrupting his thoughts, and he went outside to take care of his first customer of the day.


Chapter 8

Angie studied the joint Steve had given her, then stuck it inside her bikini top. She picked up her towel and started back into the house. She didn’t give a shit about sunbathing anymore. She was so fucking horny now that the only thing she could think of was her little friend that was stashed away in her suitcase. She wondered if she’d remembered to pack fresh batteries.

She went into the house and straight down into the basement to her room. It only took her a moment of rummaging through her suitcase until she found the long silver vibrator she’d had for over a year now. She turned it on and it buzzed to life. She had remembered the batteries after all. Smiling to herself, she went out to the rec room, over to the satellite receiver and saw that original card with the Dish Network logo on it was once again in the slot of the receiver. Trying to remember which drawer Steve had got the other card from, she went over to his desk and began to dig through the drawers. After a couple of minutes, she found the card and replaced the other one with it. She turned the TV on and took off her top, then the bottom of her bikini while the satellite reset itself.

She picked up the remote and sat down on the couch, completely naked, and rubbed her wet pussy with the long steel shaft, but didn’t turn it on. Not yet. The TV suddenly blinked, then the picture came up. She hit the guide, located the adult channels, and settled on one entitled ‘Wet Sex’. As two women began to sixty-nine one another, she flicked on her vibrator and leaned back into the couch, pressing the smooth shaft into her tight, wet pussy.

She watched the on-screen action as her fingers guided the vibrator to her most sensitive spots and gasped as it triggered a small orgasm almost immediately. She must be extremely turned on to cum so fast! A well muscled man had joined the two women and was now fucking one of them doggie style while she licked at the other girl’s pussy. Angie had often fantasized about what it would be like with another girl, often masturbating to her father’s lesbian porno movies she had found in the basement. She had never actually done anything with another girl, but the idea of it really got her going!

She continued to push it slowly in and out of her pussy, the silver shaft now slick with her juices. When the man began fucking the other woman, he really pounded her. She was screaming for him to go harder and faster. Angie pumped the slick vibrator in and out of her own pussy with the same fervor, wishing that she also had one that resembled a real cock. But the only ones the store had didn’t vibrate, and she had to decide between realistic or vibrations. The woman on the TV moaned and cried, probably faking it, but Angie felt her own orgasm becoming very real. She held it against her clit just as the man pulled his cock from the girl’s pussy and they opened their mouths to catch his load. As he shot stream after stream of hot semen all over their faces, Angie cried out as the orgasm enveloped her, her body contorting on the couch with the buzzing sex toy still trapped between her legs. By the time she stopped cumming and removed it from her pussy, the scene had changed and a black woman was getting her ass reamed by one of the biggest cocks she’d ever seen. That had to hurt!

She lay there for a while watching the never-ending porn, not bothering to get dressed. Every once in a while she’d get all worked up again and use her vibrator to bring herself to another crashing orgasm. After over an hour of near constant use, it wasn’t buzzing with the same intensity anymore. She either needed to get new batteries or turn off the porn and do something useful. A nice, warm bath would be nice. There was a full bath upstairs. She switched the cards back in the satellite receiver, tossed her vibrator back into her suitcase and went upstairs, still naked, to take a bath.

Chapter 9

Steve rolled down the street, pedaling furiously. He’d left work at precisely five pm and was about to make the final turn onto his street. He stopped pedaling and let the bike coast around the turn, then took his time going down the street to his house. He didn’t want to burst in on Angie all out of breath and gasping for air. That would come later, he thought, smiling to himself.

To his disappointment, both his parents’ Impala and the Delaney’s minivan were in the driveway. He sighed. It wasn’t really a big surprise. He knew they would already be home or soon would be. No time for any fun right away. He pulled into the garage and left his bike against the wall, then went in through the side door. He peeked into the kitchen, but no one was there. He heard male voices from the living room and made his way through the kitchen. They were louder now and he could make out his father’s voice.

“It’s a good offer, Mark. And Bob’s a stand up boss. He’ll treat you . . .” Steve poked his head around the corner and the conversation stopped. His father and Mark both stared at him for a second, then his father smiled.

“Hey, Steve! Got your day in?”

Steve nodded. “Where is everyone?”

“Cathy and your mother are in the bedroom trying on the new clothes they bought. I think Angie’s in the basement,” he replied. His eyes shifted to Mark, who was looking straight out the picture window, apparently deep in thought. “Uh, we’re kind of in the middle of something here, Steve. Could you . . .?”

Steve got the hint. “Huh? Oh, sure. Sorry to interrupt!” His father gave him a slight nod, but Mark didn’t even look at him. As he walked back through the kitchen, Mark began to speak in hushed tones.

“But I would have to uproot my family, sell the house . . .” He wondered what was going on. Whatever it was, it was pretty serious and was something they didn’t want him to overhear. He wasn’t a snoop, so he went downstairs, hoping to find Angie there.

She was there, sitting on the couch watching TV with a pillow on her lap. She wore a tight t-shirt that he could see no bra strap through, and a tight pair of white shorts. Her long legs were stretched out to the coffee table in front of the couch. She was watching something on TV that had her complete attention and she didn’t notice him until he touched her shoulder from behind. She let out a startled cry and turned to see who it was.

“Holy shit, Steve! You scared the shit outta me!” He glanced at the TV. Some slasher movie. He didn’t know which one it was. They were all pretty much the same and it was a movie genre that he didn’t quite understand what all the fuss was about. They were boring and predictable. Have sex - die.

“Sorry,” he said with an apologetic look. “I thought you saw me come in.” She turned down the volume and turned to face him as he sat next to her.

“Did you hear the news?” she asked excitedly, her scare forgotten.

He gave her a questioning look. “What news?”

She took his hand. She was practically giddy with excitement. “They met up with your father’s boss at the club last night and he offered Daddy a job here in Mason! A really good job! That’s why they went golfing today - to talk with him some more about it!” Suddenly, the hushed meeting in the living room made sense. “Isn’t it great news?! We could be neighbors again!” She lowered her voice and winked sexily at him. “Very special neighbors!”

Steve’s face broke out into a wide grin. “That would be great!” Her smile broadened, if that was possible, at his reaction. Then his grin faded a little. “But I just heard them talking in the living room. Your father doesn’t seem completely convinced.”

Angie’s face became more solemn. She nodded. “I know. But it’s only because he’s been at his firm for over ten years and he’s a little nervous about starting over somewhere new.” She leaned closer. “They’re going away to your father’s boss’s cabin tonight to talk it over some more. We’ll be here all alone!” she added with a devilish grin. Steve’s mind whirled. Angie could end up living here in Mason! She could be his girlfriend! Then he returned to more pressing matters. They would be alone tonight! All night! He had been up to his father’s boss’s cabin before. His ‘cabin’, as he referred to it, was a seven bedroom log mansion on a remote lake two hour’s drive from town. He was taking the Delaney’s up there to impress them, no question. And he needed his parents there for backup. They would be staying the night, for sure.

“Steve! Angie!” his mother called from upstairs. “Could you come up here, please?” They looked at each other and grinned.

“Be right there, Mom!” Steve replied. Holding Angie’s hand, they climbed the stairs to the kitchen. They released their hands at the top of the stairs. There was no telling what impact their getting close may have on her father’s decision. No point in taking any chances.

All four of them were sitting around the kitchen table, talking in quiet, somber tones. They all turned to the two teens when they walked in. “You wanted to see us?” Steve asked.

Mark cleared his throat. “Yes. Uh, Angie, as you may have heard, I was offered a job here in Mason last night and I was wondering how you’d feel about moving here.” He glanced at Cathy, who gave him a supportive nod, then everyone looked at Angie.

“Uh . . . I guess it would be all right,” she said, her eyes darting from one to another.

“Are you sure?” her father asked. “It’s a big decision, honey. We want to make sure we’re all ok with it before we go any further.”

She swallowed hard and nodded. “Y . . .yeah. I’m sure.” She glanced over at Steve “Steve and I are getting to be friends again, and this is a nice town. I like it here”

Mark studied her for a long moment, then turned to Cathy, who nodded. “All right, Alan. Make the call. We’ll go up and hear what he has to say.” As his father picked up the phone and dialed a number, Cathy got up and came over to Steve and Angie.

“We ‘re going up to Steve’s dad’s boss’s cabin for the night, honey. We need to talk some more about this with him. Are you two going to be all right here by yourselves?” Steve looked over her shoulder and saw his mother watching him intently. She smiled slightly when she saw him looking back, but he knew that look. She knew something was going on, but didn’t know how to stop it. Or if she should even try.

“Sure, Mom. We’ll be fine,” she replied. Cathy turned to Steve. “Can I trust you to behave like a gentleman, Steve?”

He gave her his most innocent smile. “Of course, Mrs Delaney! We’ll just rent a couple of DVDs and pop some popcorn!” Sure we will, he thought, smiling to himself. She gave him a long stare, then turned back to Angie.

“Here’s twenty dollars, honey. Get yourselves a pizza.” She kissed her on the forehead and went back over to the table. Alan was just hanging up the phone.

“Ok, let’s get packed. They’re expecting us at nine.”

continued . . .

BJ Cortland
01-05-2007, 04:54 PM
Chapter 10

An hour later, Mark and Alan were putting their luggage in the trunk of the Impala. Cathy was talking to Angie in the driveway while Steve sat on one of the stools at the breakfast counter, watching them through the screen door. His mother came up behind him.

“No parties, please,” she said. “Can I trust you?”

“Of course, Mom. I don’t need that headache,” he replied, flashing her a wide grin. She rolled her eyes.

“Right,” she said flatly. She fished into her purse and pressed something into the palm of his hand. “I doubt you can be good, so at least be careful.” With that, she walked out to where Cathy and Angie were hugging goodbye. Steve opened his hand. In it were two condoms. He looked up at his mother, shock in his eyes. She just tapped a finger against her temple, went over to the car with Cathy, and got in. The black sedan backed out, then roared away and he and Angie were alone.

She watched their parents leave, then came back in and leaned against the counter, watching him intently. Slowly, she moved over to him, her blue eyes locked on his. He watched her closely as she glided across the kitchen, his eyes taking in every detail of her sexy body. Her t-shirt was so tight he could make out every curve, every detail of her firm, round breasts. Her nipples were poking out, leaving little bumps in the thin cotton fabric and her flat, bare navel was visible under them. Her curved hips swayed seductively inside her tight white shorts. He could make out the lines of her tiny pussy through the tight material and he felt his dick begin to stiffen as she neared.

“So,” she said, her eyes taking in his lean, hard body, lingering for a few seconds at the growing bulge at the front of his work shorts. A sly grin formed on her lips as she moved her eyes back up to his. “What are we going to do here all by ourselves?”

He swallowed hard, looking at her with an even mixture of desire and uneasiness. He had never had sex before and didn’t want to disappoint her with a bad performance. It was obvious that she had some experience from the eagerness she displayed when giving him that unforgettable blow-job earlier, but had she ever gone all the way?

“I, uh . . .,” he began, then looked down at his dirty work clothes. “I need a shower.” It sounded like a weak excuse to get out from under her sultry gaze, but it was true. Working in the heat for five hours had left him smelling a little gamey. She looked at his damp, matted hair and sweat-stained work shirt and nodded.

“Ok,” she said, and wrapped her slender arms around his neck, kissing him deeply. He returned her tender kiss, holding her tight little body to his. She pulled back and smiled. “Go ahead. I’ll order a pizza for supper,” she said, pushing him toward the stairs. He glanced back at her before he rounded the corner. She was picking up the phone book and holding the phone. She glanced up at him and narrowed her eyes in an impatient frown, waving him on. “Hurry up!”

He stumbled downstairs, pulling off his shirt on the way down. He dropped his shorts at the bottom of the stairs, hopping on one foot as he pulled them off, then his underwear. He went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, his semi-hard dick swinging.

A record few minutes later, he was toweling off. He couldn’t stop thinking about Angie’s sexy body and the things they would soon be doing and by now his dick was as hard as it had been this morning when she’d gone down on him. He considered just wrapping the towel around his waist, then remembered about the pizza delivery and decided some clothes might be a good idea. They would also make his hard-on a little less noticeable. He pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt, then made his way back upstairs.

He went into the kitchen, but Angie wasn’t there. She wasn’t in the living room, either. He looked out through the patio doors and saw her sitting at the picnic table on the back deck. He watched her through the door for a few seconds, then went out to join her.

“Hey! Feeling better?” she asked, her face lighting up in a wide smile.

He nodded. “Much better.” He sat down next to her and she immediately laid her hand on his leg, sliding it up to his crotch and his stiff prick. She raised her eyebrows.

“Someone’s happy to see me!” He blushed a little and shrugged, eyeing her sexy outfit.

“Can’t help it,” he said, grinning sheepishly. “Look at how you’re dressed!” She looked down at her sexy attire and laughed.

“Oh, right!” she said. “Sorry.”

He shook his head emphatically. “Don’t be . . . I love the way you look!”

She eyed the bulge in his shorts. “I can see that!” Just then, the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it,” Angie said, standing up. She fished the twenty her mother had given her from the back pocket of her tight shorts and ran into the house. He watched her go, wondering if he would be able to take his mind off her long enough to eat.

They sat at the picnic table and picked at the pizza. The sun was getting low by now and the mosquitos would soon be gathering. But the back deck was screened in around the picnic table and they didn’t have to worry about them. He ate two pieces while she finished one, then Angie closed the box.

“Why don’t we go inside?” she said. “It’s a little warm out here.” It wasn’t that warm, but he didn’t argue. It was a better excuse than any he could have come up with. They went inside, leaving the pizza on the counter. Angie pulled him to her and kissed him, her tongue pushing deep into his mouth. Her soft, warm body pressed tightly to his and his hard cock rubbed against her as she ground her pelvis against him.

Then she pulled away suddenly, her eyes locked on his. As he watched, she backed up a few steps, then pulled her tight t-shirt over her head and dropped it on the kitchen counter. Her firm tits bounced slightly as they were freed and his eyes dropped involuntarily to them. She cupped them in her hands, running her fingers around her dark pink areolae and licking her lips. He moved toward her, but she put out her hand, shaking her head with a mischievous smile. He stopped, confused. Then her hands dropped to the button of her shorts and unfastened it. She lowered the fly, still watching him as his eyes followed her hands. She wriggled them down over her curved hips and he was surprised when they dropped low enough that he could tell she wore no panties under them. Her small, fully shaved pussy emerged into view and she bent over to pull them down her long legs and off. She stood up, completely naked and smiled sexily.

“What do you think?” she asked, spinning slowly for him. He swallowed hard. His cock felt like it was going to burst from the confines of his shorts as he took in every inch of her naked body.

“Beautiful!” he breathed, then lifted his eyes from her body to meet hers. “Angie, you are beautiful!” She smiled and came over to him, pressing her bare flesh to his body. They kissed again and he ran his hands over her back and down to her bare buttocks, squeezing each one. She moaned into his mouth and kissed him harder, then released his mouth and moved her lips next to his ear.

“Your turn, baby,” she whispered before nibbling seductively on his earlobe. They separated and Angie looked at him expectantly. He lifted his t-shirt over his head and dropped it on the counter next to her clothes. Before he could unfasten his shorts, she moved in, her hands reaching the button before his. Chewing sexily on her lower lip, she undid it and pushed them down. He hadn’t bothered with underwear and his hard cock sprang out as they dropped to his ankles. She looked down and grinned as he kicked them off. “Great minds think alike!” she said, referring to their lack of underwear. He grinned at her and pulled her to him. Their bodies came together, warm flesh pressing against warm flesh. His cock rubbed along her leg and stomach, leaving a trail of precum on her soft skin. They kissed, then she moved her lips to his ear again. “I want to make love with you, Steve,” she whispered. His mouth worked down her long neck to her shoulder, then he lifted it to look into her soft, blue eyes.

As if just realizing that they were naked in the kitchen, possibly visible to anyone who may look in one of several windows, he took her hand and picked up their clothes. “Come on. Let’s go downstairs.”


Chapter 11

He led her to the stairs and they descended into the coolness of the basement. He moved toward his room, but she stopped him, pulling him toward the couch. “Let’s start out here,” she said, giving him an impish grin. He hesitated, then allowed her to lead him around to the front of the it, his stiff shaft bobbing in front of him. She sat down and pulled him over in front of her. She kissed the engorged tip of his cock and looked up at him. “I’ve been thinking about this since you left for work!” Before he could say anything, she took him into her mouth, rolling her tongue over his throbbing member as she moved slowly back and forth on it. He sighed and closed his eyes. God, it felt so good! She continued sucking on his hard dick for a few seconds before pulling it from her lips and looking up at him. “You’re doing a little better this time!”

He smiled, but shook his head. “If you keep that up, I won’t be able to last much longer!” She smiled seductively and opened her mouth, taking in over half of his stiff prick. He moaned and put his hand on her head as she started to bob back and forth on it. “Oh, shit, Angie! That feels good!” She murmured, but didn’t pause in her wonderful cocksucking. He felt the cum begin to boils and rise in his balls. “I’m gonna cum!” he groaned. She kept bobbing her head, sucking hard on his swelling knob as his seed poured into her mouth. “Arggghh!” he groaned as she literally sucked the jism from his erupting cock. Once again, she swallowed every drop and kept sucking until he finally stopped shooting his hot seed. She pulled back, smacking her lips and smiling up at him.

“Mmmm,” she murmured. “You are delicious, baby!” She stood up and embraced him. Despite the fact that she had just swallowed his cum, he kissed her hard, tasting the remnants of him on her tongue. He didn’t care. If she could swallow it, he wasn’t about to get squeamish about kissing her afterward. She pulled back and smiled at him. “Do me, now?” His quizzical look told her that he wasn’t sure what she meant. “Eat my pussy, baby. I’ll show you what to do.” He smiled nervously, but nodded.

She sat down on the couch and spread her legs wide, exposing the pink flesh of her excited pussy to him. He knelt between her legs and studied her slit. “Just lick it, Steve. Push your tongue in as far as you can.” He nodded and moved his face between her legs, inhaling the musky-sweet aroma of her sex. He stuck out his tongue and slowly licked along her crack. Her body twitched as his tongue touched her and she gasped in pleasure. “Oh, yes!” she sighed. “Don’t stop!”

Encouraged by her words, he licked it again. The taste wasn’t bad, and he pushed his tongue in deeper the next time he did it. She cried out and put her hands on his head, pushing her pelvis upward to meet his mouth. “Oh, yes! Like that!” He continued licking and pushing his tongue into her sweet pussy, attempting to imitate what the guys had done in the many porn movies he’d watched. He pulled out and moved upwards, brushing it lightly over her erect clit. She cried out even louder and twisted her body as if she had gotten an electrical shock.

“Oh, shit! Yes!! Right there!! Lick my clit!!” He paused, unsure of exactly what or where her clit was, but from the intense reaction he got from her when his tongue touched the hard little nub near the top of her slit, he figured that was what she meant. He flicked his tongue back and forth over it and she moaned louder, holding his head firmly in place. “Yes!!” she cried, her voice straining. “Oh, shit!! I’m cumming!! Don’t stop!!” He increased his tonguing, moving it faster across the sensitive little button. She groaned and her body went tense, then her groan faded to a strangled gurgle as she climaxed and released, her body jerking and bucking under him. He tried to keep licking her, but her thrashing made it nearly impossible. He made a few last-ditch attempts to lap up her juices, but she pushed him away.

“S . . . stop!! Please! I . . . c . . .can’t take anymore!!” He lifted his head from between her legs and looked up into her flushed face as she jerked and spasmed in the final throes of her orgasm. She finally stopped and opened her glassy eyes, her body still quivering and twitching occasionally. She smiled sleepily at him, a contented look on her face.

“Wow! That was . . . incredible!” she gasped. “I never imagined it would feel like that!” He rose up onto his knees, kissing up her stomach to the soft skin of her firm breasts, pausing there to give each nipple a good suck. She sighed and held his head to her breast, then lifted him up so she could kiss his lips, which were still wet with her juices. She relished the taste of herself, sucking on his warm tongue and holding his hard body tight to hers.

When they pulled apart, each panting for air, he looked at her with a puzzled expression. “No one’s ever done that to you before?” He had assumed from her quickness to give him head that she was well experienced in sexual practices. She shook her head, licking her lips.

“No. My last boyfriend wouldn’t do it, even though he expected me to give him blow-jobs,” she said, frowning, a look of disdain on her pretty face. She looked at him. “You . . . didn’t mind . . . did you?”

He grinned. “Are you kidding!? I loved doing it! And the way you reacted made it even better!” He touched her cheek. “That other guy was an asshole for not doing it.”

She smiled and kissed his hand. “I wish I had saved myself for you, Steve.” He looked into her eyes. “I’m . . . I’m not a virgin.” He smiled, shaking his head.

“That doesn’t matter to me, Ang. Just being with you is enough.” She kissed him again and hugged him tightly, pressing her warm, damp pussy into his stomach.

“That means a lot to me, Steve,” she whispered in a choked voice. They held each other for a long time, neither saying anything.


Chapter 12

A few minutes later, Steve got to his feet and reached down for her hands. She rose to her feet, her eyes dropping to his flaccid penis. She looked back up to his face and grinned. “Looks like you could use a little help down there!” She sat back down and gripped it in her hand, slowly stroking the limp organ. Then she took it into her mouth, sucking the whole thing in and caressing it with her soft tongue. Steve closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Damn, it felt good when she did that! He felt himself getting stiffer as soon as she began sucking on him. Within a few minutes, his dick was back to full hardness and she pulled her loving mouth from it. She looked up at him, still pumping it with her hand.

“I better stop now,” she said with an impish grin. “I need you hard for what I have planned!” He smiled down at her and pulled her to her feet, then kissed her passionately. She broke the kiss and took his hand, leading him into his bedroom.

She held both of his hands and looked into his soft blue eyes. “Are you ready?” she asked. He nodded, then remembered the condoms his mother had given him.

“I have some condoms,” he said. “In my shorts.” He started to turn to go get them, but she put a hand on his arm, stopping him. She shook her head.

“We don’t need them. I’m on the pill,” she told him in a breathless whisper as her lips sought out his. She kissed him and they moved backwards toward the bed. Her legs bumped against the mattress and she sat down, then inched back until she was lying on his bed, looking up at him. Her legs were open, inviting him to take her. He knelt on the bed between her feet and leaned over her, his arms supporting his weight on either side of her. When he bent lower to kiss her, his hard cock touched her wet pussy and she sighed as the soft tip slid along her labia, creating a tingle deep inside her.

Steve shifted his body as they kissed, trying awkwardly, and without success, to push his hard cock into her waiting pussy. It kept slipping down, which still felt nice, but it wasn’t what either of them needed. She broke off their kiss and reached down to grip his stiff shaft, holding it over her opening and pushing it part way in. He immediately pushed into her, sighing as he slid effortlessly between her well lubricated lips and into the soft, wet warmth of her vagina. He felt her heat, and her pussy gripped his cock in a velvet sheath as he slowly pushed completely inside her. She moaned under him, pushing upward to meet his downward thrust. When he was all the way in, he lifted his head and looked into her soft, blue eyes. She smiled at him, feeling closer to him at that moment than she’d ever felt to anyone before and realized then that her mother had been right. Sex was definitely better when you had strong feelings for your partner.

“Angie, I . . .,” he began, but she put a finger to his lips, silencing him.

“Shhh,” she said, putting a finger to his lips. “Just make love to me, Steve. Don’t speak.” He smiled at her, then slowly extracted his cock until just the tip remained in her and pushed forward again. She moaned and wrapped her long legs around him, pulling him deep into her and reveling in the intense desire she felt for him. She already felt like she was on the verge of cumming and he’d only just started! As they continued, they began moving faster and Angie’s moans and sighs filled the small room. Steve pumped faster, fueled on by her cries of pleasure. She cried out even louder, her voice shaky as he rammed his hard cock in and out of her tight pussy. As good as it felt, she knew it would be over way too soon if he kept up his frantic pace. She tightened her legs around his waist and held him tightly inside her. He raised his head, breathing hard, and looked into her face.

“Easy, lover,” she said, smiling and stroking his hair. “Take your time. Make it last.” He nodded, grinning as he tried to catch his breath.

“S . . .sorry,” he finally gasped. “It just feels so fucking good!”

She giggled and kissed him. “I know, but going slower feels good, too. And you could cum too soon if you keep up that pace.” He nodded and she relaxed her legs. He began a longer, slower fuck that made her tingle inside. She could feel every inch of him as he slid in and out. “Mmmm . . . yes . . . that’s nice,” she cooed, moving her hips in time to him.

After a few minutes, she said, “Do you want to try a different position?”

He shrugged. “Sure. What did you have in mind?”

“I want to be on top,” she said, smiling seductively. “And you can rest up for later!” He chuckled and she moved her legs so he could pull out. When he did, she felt her pussy contracting as if searching for the cock that was no longer there. It left her feeling empty and she couldn’t wait until he was back inside her, where he belonged.

Steve stood up and she sat up on the edge of the bed. His cock was directly in front of her, glistening with their combined juices. She instinctively reached out for it and slipped it into her mouth, tasting her own pussy. He groaned as her tongue moved over the hard shaft and soft tip, cleaning all of her sweet nectar from it. With a slight popping sound, she released it from her mouth and looked up at him, licking her lips.

“I taste pretty good!” she exclaimed.

“You don’t have to tell me that!” he replied, grinning.

She stood up, kissed him, then pushed him onto his back on the bed. He slid up so he was lying across it and she straddled his stomach, her dripping pussy poised over his erect penis. “Wait a minute,” he said as she was about to lower herself onto him. She looked at him and he grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her forward. “I need another taste first,” he explained. She grinned and moved up so her pussy was at his lips, then leaned over his head, bracing herself with her arms on the bed. Steve dove in hungrily, lapping up her honey and teasing her erect clit. She moaned and felt the orgasm building rapidly. She had felt on the verge of cumming almost from the moment he had first entered her, but his tongue was teasing her little love button just the right way, and she was going to cum any second.

“Oh, yes, baby! Don’t stop!! I’m gonna . . .” Her words ended in a deep, guttural groan as a massive orgasm gripped her. She raised her head, mouth open, the tendons in her neck straining as she ground her pussy onto his mouth. She felt a gushing from her pussy, like some kind of flood gate had been released, but was too caught up in her orgasm to pay much attention to it. She rocked and grunted as she climaxed again and again, her hair flailing wildly as she threw her head back and forth. Finally, unable to endure any more pleasure, she lifted her drooling twat from his face and collapsed onto his chest.

“H . . .holy shit! That was . . . the best one ever!” she panted, her face buried in his shoulder. She could feel wetness on his skin and looked up to see that his face, hair, and upper chest were soaked. “What happened? You’re all wet!” she exclaimed.

He chuckled. “I didn’t realize girls could cum like that! You nearly drowned me!” She remembered the gushing sensation and put a hand over her mouth, eyes wide.

“Oh, Steve! I’m so sorry!” He waved her off.

“Don’t be! I loved it!” He lowered his voice and ran his tongue over his lips. “Your cum tastes delicious!” he added with a wink. She removed her hand and felt a grin forming on her face.

“I’ve never done that before! I heard it happens sometimes, but . . . wow!” She shook her head disbelievingly. He moved his cock against her wet lips. She bit her lip. “Oh, yeah . . . now where were we?” She raised herself up and positioned her pussy over his hard cock, guided it into place with her hand, then slowly impaled herself on it. She sucked in a deep breath as she slid onto him. Her pussy was still very sensitive from her mind-numbing orgasm, but it felt incredible to have him back inside her again. She adjusted her legs, then began to move her body up and down on his rock hard prick, sighing in pleasure.

Steve closed his eyes as she slid down onto his dick. It felt so good when her hot, tight pussy gripped his cock! He had, of course, been whacking off for a few years now, but he never imagined that sex with an actual girl would feel this good! He opened his eyes as she began to move, watching her facial expressions change as his cock touched on a particularly sensitive spot. His eyes fell to her tits, quivering just slightly when she bent over him. He reached up and pulled her down so he could take them into his mouth. She cried out as his tongue flicked across her sensitive nipple while she continued to rock back and forth on his cock. He was actually quite pleased with his performance so far. He had been afraid that he would cum too soon and she would be disappointed. But, although he had come close a couple of times, he’d been able to keep control. He didn’t think he could hold out much longer, though.

Angie was getting close herself. She was still tingling from her last orgasm when she had straddled Steve and once again she could feel herself building up to another release. They pumped furiously, their grunts and moans mixing with the slapping together of their sweaty flesh and the squishing sounds of their impassioned love-making filled the room.

Steve let her tit slip from his mouth and cried out, “Oh, shit, Angie! I’m gonna cum!!” She began moving faster, their pelvises grinding together.

“Oh, yeah! Me, too, baby!! Cum with me!!” She felt her orgasm building more and more and from the look on Steve’s face, he was going to blow any second. He groaned loudly and she felt his warm seed splash against the walls of her pussy. That was all she needed. Her orgasm exploded a split second later, squeezing his spurting dick and forcing his cum out in one long, continuous stream. Steve groaned again, squeezing his eyes shut and pushing his prick as far inside her as it would go. Angie grit her teeth, a long wail escaping through them as she climaxed again and again, for the third time that night. She shivered and shook every time he moved even a little, prolonging her intense orgasm, until she collapsed once again to his heaving chest.

They both lay quietly for several minutes, trying to catch their breath after their hot, simultaneous orgasms. Steve felt his dick slowly shrinking inside her and as it did, their warm mixed fluids seeped out and ran down his ass to the bed. He didn’t care. It just felt so good to be lying here with her naked in his arms, just as he had dreamed. Nothing else mattered.

Angie lay on top of him, their sweat making their bodies stick together. She would have been content to fall asleep like this, with his cock still inside her. But as it slowly shrunk, she felt it move inside her, then slip out, releasing a flood of their combined juices. She lay there for another minute or two, then slowly slid off of him and curled up next to his warm body. He put an arm around her and she lay her head on his shoulder and caressed his chest. They were both asleep in minutes, their needs sated for the time being.

Chapter 13

Steve awoke a little later. Angie still lay in his arms, sleeping peacefully. He watched her for a few moments, her angelic face lying in the crook of his arm. How could he be so lucky? Then he remembered that there was the possibility - the very real possibility - that her father wouldn’t accept the job here in town and she would be living five hundred miles away. It might as well have been a million miles. The thought of losing her now was unthinkable and he pushed it from his mind. He had to take the job! He just had to!

She stirred and her eyes fluttered open. She looked up at him, then smiled and snuggled in closer. “Hi,” she said, closing her eyes again. He kissed the top of her head. She opened her eyes again and kissed his chest, then pushed herself up, searching for the alarm clock on his night table. The glowing red numbers read one-thirty-six. She turned to him in the semi-darkness. The light from the lamp in the other room provided the only light. “I need to use the washroom,” she said and slid off the bed. He watched her firm ass as she left the room, then lay back. He felt his prick twitch and begin to get hard again.

He was still lying there, staring up at the ceiling when she returned. His cock had become fully hard again and he was stroking it absently. She paused and eyed him, that same devilish grin on her face.

“What’s this?” she asked, nodding toward his stiff dick. “Ready for the next round?”

He looked over at her beautiful naked body and grinned. “Mmmhmm . . . you?” She slowly moved across the room toward him, her hips swaying seductively while she licked her lips. Without saying a word, she climbed onto the bed and straddled him. She settled down on his cock, letting it slide into her moist pussy. She wasn’t as wet as she had been earlier and it took a little more effort, but once he was in, her juices began flowing and she was soon as wet as ever. She started to move up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her hot pussy. She leaned over him and they kissed passionately. He began to thrust his pelvis upward in quick little jabs. Angie moaned into his mouth, feeling her orgasm building exponentially. She sat back up and threw her head back, rocking back and forth on his buried dick.

“Oh, shit!” she cried, then groaned and closed her eyes tight, her face screwing into an intense grimace. He felt her pussy clamp down on his cock, virtually stopping his thrusts, as she came. He paused, watching her face as she came over and over, her face and body straining with the effort. She finally eased up and her body began to jerk and tremble with several large aftershocks before she finally collapsed onto his chest, breathing hard. He stroked her sweaty hair, loving the feel of her naked flesh on his and the feel of his cock inside her.

After a few minutes, she raised her head and smiled wanly at him. “I can’t believe the things you do to me!” she exclaimed. “I’ve never cum like this before!” He kissed her and frowned, brushing her long hair from her face.

“Angie, if you have to leave, I . . .” She shook her head, putting a finger to his lips.

“Sshhh! Don’t even say it! I don’t want to think about that happening! Daddy will take the job!” He smiled and pulled her close and held her tight, his cock twitching inside her every time she moved.

After a few minutes, she extricated his thick, hard tool from her tortured pussy and slid down so her face was at his waist. She licked her lips, grinning at him, then lowered her head and once more took him into her warm mouth. Steve sighed. He was already close to cumming from the energetic fuck they’d just shared and her lips were working their usual magic. Within seconds he felt the warm tingle and even though he knew she would swallow, he warned her anyway.

“Ahhh! Ang, I’m . . .” She pulled her lips from his throbbing meat and stroked it, pointing it at her open mouth.

“Cum on my face, lover!” she growled, licking her lips. Steve didn’t disappoint her. A second later, he shot a huge gob of white jism at her, leaving it dripping from her upper lip. Another shot followed, striking her on the forehead and leaving a trail across her cheek to her chin. She continued jerking his prick until no more came out, then slid her moist lips over it, sucking any remaining spunk from it. She cleaned his dick thoroughly, then crawled up next to him, wiping the streaks from her face and licking it from her hands. She got most of it off, then flipped the covers over them and settled in next to him. As Steve lay there with Angie’s naked body nestled in his arms, his thoughts went back over the past two days. He couldn’t remember a happier time in his life and couldn’t imagine his life without her. His stomach felt hollow at the thought of saying goodbye to her in just twelve days. Her father had to take the job here in town! He hugged her tighter as they both drifted off into a restless, troubled slumber.

continued . . .

BJ Cortland
01-05-2007, 04:55 PM
Chapter 14

When Steve awoke again, the sun was lighting up the curtain over the small window in his room and he was alone. He heard the shower running and sat up, wiping the sleep from his eyes. He sat there remembering the events of last night, reliving their wild passion and intense orgasms. He glanced down at his flaccid penis and felt it move slightly at the memory. Then the shower stopped and a minute later, he heard the bathroom door open with its distinctive creak and Angie came into his room wrapped in a towel. Her wet hair hung limply over her shoulders and her fresh-scrubbed skin glowed in the morning light.

“Good morning!” she said as she pulled the towel from her body and began to dry her hair with it. His cock immediately went from not quite soft to hard. She finished toweling her hair and looked over at his erect cock, rolling her eyes. “Holy shit, Steve! You have to give me time to recover!” She gingerly touched her pussy and grimaced. “I’m a little tender!”

He stood up and shook his head, chuckling softly. “That’s ok, Ang. I’m a little wore out myself.” He gestured toward his hard dick swinging before him as he walked toward her. “Junior here just doesn’t know it!” She giggled and grasped it as he passed her on his way to the bathroom. He stopped and she gave it a couple of strokes, the knelt down and took it into her mouth. “Angie . . .,” he sighed. But she ignored his half-hearted protest. She began to bob her head furiously, literally fucking his cock with her mouth. He braced himself against the door jamb and closed his eyes as he felt the familiar tingle start in his balls. It was quickly becoming very obvious to him that his new girlfriend was very horny and loved giving head! “Oh, yes!” he moaned, holding her head in place. Angie increased her sucking and a second later, his cock erupted inside her mouth. She murmured affirmatively and swallowed every drop until he finished. She licked it clean, sending shivers through his body, then stood up and kissed him quickly.

“Ok, you can go now,” she said, waving him away. He grabbed her tits and she laughed, pretending to try to elude his hands. They fell onto the bed, wrestling playfully for a few seconds before embracing and kissing passionately.

After a few minutes of this, Steve got up. “I really need to use the washroom and take a shower,” he said.

“I’ll get breakfast started,” Angie said. Steve went into the bathroom while Angie got one of his plaid work shirts from his closet and put it on. She went up into the kitchen and cheerfully started making bacon and eggs.

Steve came up fifteen minutes later dressed in a pair of shorts. It was only nine am and it was already getting hot. It looked like it was going to be another scorcher. He kissed her on the cheek as she loaded up his plate and passed it to him. He looked at the mound of food and then at her, eyebrows raised. “Are you trying to fatten me up?”

She gave him a quick kiss. “You’re gonna need your energy. I have big plans for you today!” He grinned and sat down at the table. She got herself a plate and joined him.

They were almost finished eating when the phone rang. Steve answered it on the second ring.

“Hi, Steve.” It was his mother. “Is everything ok?” He told her it was, hoping she wasn’t going to ask if he had used the condoms she’d given him. There were some subjects that you just didn’t discuss with your mother. “We won’t be home until sometime this evening.” A pause. “Is Angie right there? Her mother wants to talk to her.” He passed the phone to Angie.

“Hello? . . . Oh, hi, Mom . . . No, he’s behaving.” She winked at Steve. “Uh-huh . . .” A longer pause as she listened to what her mother was saying, then her face literally lit up in a huge smile. “Really?! So, we’re moving here?!” Steve felt a rush of relief as he watched Angie barely contain her joy. “Sure! I told you I was ok with it! . . . Uh-huh . . . Ok . . . Love you . . . Bye.” She hung up the phone and squealed as she embraced Steve. He held her tight, lifting her feet off the floor and swinging her around. “I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!” she cried over and over. When he finally set her down, tears of joy spilled down her cheeks. “We’re moving here! We can be together - always!” She hugged him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He hugged her back, feeling her soft skin under the cotton shirt. It was like a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders. They kissed again, deeply and longingly.

Chapter 15

A knock at the door broke the spell. Angie looked toward the side door, but Steve could already see legs moving up the steps to the back deck. A second later, Jake was peering into the kitchen through the glass patio doors. He saw Angie dressed only in one of Steve’s shirts and his jaw dropped.

“Oh, shit!” Steve exclaimed. Angie turned in the direction he was looking in and saw Jake looking at her, the lust obvious in his eyes. “You better go put something on, Ang,” Steve said. “He won’t go away, I guarantee it.” Angie nodded and started for the basement stairs as Steve went over and slid the patio door open. Jake looked at him with the biggest shit-eating grin Steve had ever seen.

“Hey, bud!” He gestured toward the stairs Angie had just gone down. “So that’s why you haven’t been around!” Steve stood aside so Jake could come in. It was going to be hard to deny his involvement with Angie, considering their kiss and the way she had been dressed. Then another thought struck him. Why would he want to deny it? She was beautiful, smart, and sexy. And she was his.

“I had to work yesterday,” he said as he carried their dirty dishes to the sink.

Jake ignored his excuse and sat down at the table, grinning up at him. “She even made you breakfast? Wow!” Steve ignored that comment and turned to him, leaning against the counter.

“So what’s up?”

Jake shrugged, his grin widening. “That’s what I was going to ask you!” Steve rolled his eyes at Jake’s lame joke.

“Jake, back off. She’s really nice and I like her a lot. She’s my girlfriend, ok?” It sounded funny. ‘My girlfriend’. He’d been out with a few girls, but never called any of them his girlfriend. But that’s exactly what Angie was, and that was how he thought of her even after their short, but very intense, courtship.

“Whoa! That sounds serious, dude!” Jake replied. “But isn’t she, like, going home in a couple of weeks?”

Steve shook his head. “Nope. They’re moving here.” Just then, Angie came upstairs dressed in loose khaki shorts and a red t-shirt that was flattering, but not too revealing. She smiled at Jake and went over to Steve, her arm going around his waist.

“Jake, you remember Angie,” Steve said.

Jake smiled. “Yeah. It’s been a long time.” His eyes scanned her body. “You’re looking good, Angie!” He grinned widely. Angie moved her body closer to Steve’s but smiled at Jake.

“Thanks, Jake. It’s good to see you again,” she said. No one spoke for a few seconds, then Jake stood up.

“I came over to see if you were coming down to the creek today. Kristi and Michelle are on their way there now.” He looked at Angie and smiled. “Of course, you’re invited, too, Angie.”

Steve looked down at her. “Do you want to go?” She smiled up at him and nodded.

“I’d love to. It’s too hot to do anything else and too nice of a day to sit in the basement.”

Jake went over to the patio door and slid it open. “All right then! I’ll see you guys later!” He left, closing the door behind him.

Steve turned to Angie. “Angie, you don’t have to . . .” She kissed him and began to clean up the table..

“I want to! I meant what I said. As fun as it’s been, I need to get out of the house for a while and do something. Besides, if I’m going to be living here, I need to meet people, right?” Steve shrugged and nodded. “Who are . . .Kristi and . . .and . . .”

“Michelle,” he finished for her. “They’re just a couple of girls we hang out with sometimes.” Angie’s eyes narrowed and she looked up at him.

“Old girlfriends?”

Steve looked embarrassed and shrugged. He had actually dated both of them in the past year. They were both cute but the dates had never gone further than a little necking. Kristi and Michelle were both still virgins and wouldn’t even allow him to feel their tits. They were best friends and he had the impression that they had decided together in advance just how far to go on dates.

“Not really,” he said, grinning awkwardly. Angie continued to stare at him. “Well, ok, we dated, but it didn’t go anywhere!” Angie held his eyes until he blinked and looked away, then came over and kissed him.

“Ok, as long as I don’t have any competition,” she said, eyeing him warily.

He chuckled. “Not a chance!”

She kissed him again. “Good answer. Let’s go get our bathing suits.”

Chapter 16

Angie and Steve arrived at the creek over an hour later. It was only a fifteen or twenty minute ride, but they had gotten sidetracked while changing into their bathing suits. Steve was introduced to the sixty-nine position. Angie was a real sexual dynamo, seeming to want to suck his cock anytime it was hard. He was just as willing to eat her sweet pussy, but so far it had always been her who initiated their sexual encounters.

They came down the path to the swimming hole. Three other bikes were scattered around the clearing: Jake’s rugged looking mountain bike, Michelle’s less extravagant one, and Kristi’s ten speed. Artie was away on vacation with his folks. Jake, water dripping from his body, was about to make a run at the rope when they pulled in. Two girls, one with dark, almost black, shoulder-length hair and the other a leggy brunette, were lying on towels near the bank. The brunette wore a one-piece swim suit while the other girl was in a bikini. Jake turned and waved while they parked their bikes, then ran at the rope, missing it completely and landing feet first in the water. The two girls looked over at them and whispered to one another.

Steve took Angie’s hand. “Kristi’s the one in the bikini and the Michelle’s the other one.” Angie nodded, eyeing the two warily. They looked back at her with equal wariness. “They’re really ok,” Steve said as they got closer. “I think you’re just a little intimidating to them!” In his opinion, the others didn’t hold a candle to Angie. They were just girls who liked to tease their dates. Angie was all woman. She had put on the same white bikini she’d worn the day before, but wore a t-shirt and her khaki shorts over it. As they approached the girls, Jake climbed up from the water and came over.

“Hey! You made it! We were about to give up on you!”

“Sorry,” Steve mumbled. “Something . . . came up.” He regretted his choice of words as soon as they left his mouth. Jake, of course, seized on the opportunity.

He grinned and winked at Kristi and Michelle, who were now sitting up on their towels, their arms folded across their knees. “I’ll bet!” he said.

Steve rolled his eyes. “Kristi, Michelle, this is Angie Delaney. She’s going to be moving here.” He took her hand in his. Kristi looked over at Michelle, then both girls stood up and held out their hands to Angie, smiles on their faces.

“Hi, Angie,” Kristi said, shaking her hand. “Welcome to the neighborhood.” Kristi was about the same height as Angie, and her dark hair fell straight down to shoulders. She was pretty, with a small button nose, high cheekbones, and a pair of brilliant green eyes. She had a nice body, with long legs and slender, curved hips. Her tits were a little on the small side and her bikini didn’t quite look right. Kind of like when a little kid tries to wear one. Not that Kristi looked like a little kid, but she just didn’t fill it out like Angie did.

Angie shook her hand and smiled. “Nice to meet you.”

Michelle held out a hand. She was taller than Kristi and her long light brown hair fell straight down to the small of her back. She was prettier than Kristi, Angie thought. Her blue eyes were large and clear and there were just a few freckles along the bridge of her small nose. She had thick, pouty lips and a much more curvaceous body than Kristi. Her tits were a little bigger than Angie’s and looked even more impressive in the push-up style swim suit she wore. She smiled as Angie shook her hand, her whole face lighting up. “Hi, Angie! Welcome!” Angie immediately liked her friendly, open demeanor. Kristi was polite, but didn’t seem as receptive.

Angie chatted with the girls while she removed her shorts and t-shirt. Everyone there checked out her tight body in the skimpy suit, including Kristi and Michelle. Jake wasn’t even trying to hide his lustful stares. Steve finally gave him a cuff on the back of the head and a stern look. He got the hint and, although he still stole glances at Angie, he was at least was a little more subtle about it.

Angie watched as Steve made a running leap into the water. The day was the hottest one yet and the water looked cool and refreshing. “Are you guys going swimming?” Angie asked the two girls.

“Uh-uh,” Kristi said, shaking her head and turning up her nose. “I only swim in pools.” Michelle said she might go in later. Angie was sweltering in the mid-day heat and decided she was going in. She walked over and looked into the water. Only three or four feet down - not a big jump. She took a few steps back, then ran and leapt off the bank. She landed feet first, the cool water enveloping her, instantly reviving her. She broke the surface a few feet from where Steve was floating and went over to him. They embraced and kissed, their bodies warm where they touched in the cool water. Angie, feeling a little naughty, reached down and rubbed his cock, giving him an instant hard-on. He pulled back and looked around.

“Geez, Angie!” he whispered. “Don’t get me all wound up out here!” Angie looked up. No one could see them from the bank and they were the only ones in the water. Jake was sitting with Kristi and Michelle, hoping to make some headway with at least one of them.

“No one can see us!” she replied, and gripped his dick, rubbing her bikini clad breasts against his chest. “C’mon, let’s do it! Right here!”

He looked down at her in total shock. “Right here?! In the water? In front of everyone?” The water was almost up to her neck where they stood, with a sloped pebble bottom.

Angie grinned and raised her eyebrows. “Sure. Who’s gonna know?” She pulled his shorts down enough to get his cock out, then slid her bikini to one side, exposing her pussy. She moved closer as Steve made sure no one was looking their way. Angie wrapped her legs around him and shifted so his cock was at her opening. He gripped her ass and pulled her toward him. The feeling of his cock going from the cool water into the heat of her pussy was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Angie hugged him tightly and shuddered as he penetrated her. This was unbelievable! Two days ago, he hadn’t gotten past first base with a girl. Now he was fucking this beautiful blonde nympho in the creek while three of his friends sat just a few feet away!

Angie moaned and nibbled on his earlobe. “Oh, yeah, Steve! I love having your big cock inside me! Fuck me! Yes!” They were moving more urgently and were starting to make waves. Fortunately, the bubbling sound of the creek hid most of it, but if Angie cried out like she had last night, they were busted for sure! After a few tense moments, he felt her body stiffen and heard a small yelp escape her lips as she came. A couple of seconds later, his cock exploded inside her tight cunt, shooting load after load of hot semen into her waiting pussy. They stayed locked together in the cool water until their bodies stopped shaking and their breathing returned to normal. Angie kissed him and moved away, adjusting her bikini back into place. Steve put his dick away and they swam over to the root ladder and climbed back up to the bank.

Jake was stretched out on the grass next to Kristi. They were sharing a joint. Michelle was nowhere to be seen. “Where’s Michelle?” Steve asked as they walked over, toweling themselves dry.

“Little girls’ room,” Kristi replied as she passed the joint back to Jake. They heard the snap of branches from down by the creek and Michelle emerged from the bushes. Steve looked over at Angie, his face pale. From where Michelle had gone to pee, she could have easily seen them screwing! She would have been behind Steve, but Angie might have seen her if she was looking in the right spot. Angie caught his look but didn’t seem concerned. He looked over at Michelle, who glanced at him, then Angie, but didn’t make eye contact. ‘Oh, shit!’ he thought, ‘She did see us!’ Angie was chatting away as if everything was ok, but Steve was quieter than his usual self. He noticed that Michelle wasn’t joining in on the conversation much either, which seemed to confirm his suspicions.

Eventually, he got Angie alone for a second. “I think Michelle saw us! In the water!”

She gave him a strange look. “Are you sure?”

He nodded. “She came out of the woods where she could have seen us and she’s being awful quiet. And she’s always looking at us in a funny way.” Angie peered over his shoulder at the others. Michelle was indeed stealing glances over at them.

“Hmm . . . maybe she did,” Angie said with a shrug. “What do you think we should do about it? Ask her to join us next time?” Steve stared at her, trying to decide if she was serious or not. She giggled and slapped his arm. “Relax, stud, I’m joking! All I’m saying is that if she saw us, she saw us. There’s nothing we can do about it. Besides, what’s the big deal? They already know we’re having sex. If people want to call me a slut for having sex with my boyfriend, most of the girls in town would be considered sluts!”

He thought about it and realized that, aside from some minor embarrassment, no harm had been done. And it was kinda hot to think that someone watched them have sex! “You’re right,” he conceded. “No harm done.”

Angie nodded, looking over at Michelle. “And she is cute! Maybe we should invite her over tonight.” Steve chuckled and shook his head, but when he looked over at Angie, her face was serious. He stopped laughing.

“Are you serious?” he asked, his eyes wide.

Angie sat down on the warm grass, pulling him down with her. “I didn’t want to say anything earlier, but . . .” She paused, studying his face and eyes. “Lately I’ve been sort of . . . attracted to girls.” Hastily, she added, “I’ve never done anything, but still . . .” Steve stared at her, unable to speak. His new girlfriend was telling him that she was into girls? “Steve, please say something. This doesn’t change my feelings for you! I’m just curious . . . and I find Michelle very sexy and . . . I was wondering if you would mind if I asked her to . . .” She shrugged. “. . . come over.”

Steve tried to absorb this, then held up one hand shook his head. “Uh, wait a minute. Let me get this straight. You want to ask Michelle, the virgin, if she wants to come over tonight for a little experimental lesbian sex?” Angie sighed.

“Not exactly, Steve. I can’t be sure, but the way she’s been looking at me, I’m thinking maybe she feels the same way.” She shrugged. “Call it a hunch. Anyway, I just want to invite her over to get to know her a little better. Without Jake and Kristi.” She looked over at them. “Don’t take this the wrong way but Jake’s an ass and Kristi’s a stuck-up bitch.”

He had to chuckle at her observation. She had only known them for a few hours and had hit the nail squarely on the head. Jake was a complete ass and Kristi was indeed a stuck-up bitch. But Michelle into girls? That seemed unlikely. He took a deep breath. “And then what happens if you two hit it off? We get together whenever you can squeeze me in?”

She shook her head and sighed derisively. “I shouldn’t have said anything. Never mind.” She turned to go back over to the others, but Steve grabbed her arm, stopping her.

“Wait a minute, Angie.” She stopped and turned to face him. She looked so sexy in that hot little bikini that he had to stop and catch his breath before continuing. “I’m not saying that I’m against it. Hell, most guys would jump at the chance! But I don’t think Michelle would even consider it! I couldn’t even get to second base with her when we dated!” He paused and thought about that. Maybe that was the reason Michelle hadn’t gone any further. Maybe she was a lesbian and was only dating guys to cover it up. He looked back at Angie. “Besides, until yesterday I hadn’t even had sex with one girl, and now . . .” She smiled and stepped closer.

“Too much pressure?” she said, placing a hand on his cheek. He shrugged and gave her a crooked frown.

“Well, yeah . . . kind of,” he replied.

“I’ll tell you what. Why don’t you let me talk to her a little this afternoon. Sort of feel her out. If she seems receptive, I’ll invite her over tonight. You don’t even have to hang out with us if you don’t want to.” She saw the disappointed look on his face and grinned seductively. “Don’t worry. No matter what happens with Michelle, you and me are getting naked tonight!” This brought a smile to his face and he nodded in agreement.

“Ok, go for it,” he said, a dubious look on his face. Angie kissed him and they went back over to where the others were sitting.

Chapter 17

Angie and Steve sat down next to Jake and Kristi. Michelle was lying on the far side of Kristi, her eyes closed as she soaked up the midday sun. Kristi glanced up at Angie with fleeting look of disdain, which she quickly covered with an obviously too friendly smile. Steve caught her look and wondered why she seemed so reluctant toward friendship with Angie. Was she jealous? No, that couldn’t be the reason! Could it? It made Steve feel good to think that two girls would both be vying for his affection. But Kristi hadn’t shown any interest in him after their two dates, and to be honest, she really wasn’t his type. Besides, that was months ago. They still hung out sometimes, but there hadn’t been any more romantic advances since.

Angie tried to join in the conversation between Jake and Kristi. Jake was, of course, willing to let her join in, but Kristi seemed distant, giving her short one or two word responses. Angie finally gave up and moved over next to Michelle, who seemed more open to her. Kristi shot a look of what Steve could only describe as utter contempt toward them as they chatted amiably. After about fifteen minutes, she stood up.

“I’m going,” she said, collecting her things. “Are you coming, Michelle?” Michelle looked over at her, then at Angie. She looked back up to Kristi and shook her head.

“No, I think I’ll stay a little longer. I might go for a swim.” Kristi looked at her for a long moment, then turned to Jake.

“Would you walk me home, Jake?” she asked in a syrupy voice, touching his bare chest. Jake smiled and nodded.

“Sure, Kristi.” He pulled his t-shirt and sneakers on, then they said their goodbyes and wandered up the path, pushing their bikes.

After they had disappeared into the trees, Angie turned to Michelle. “What’s up her ass?”

Michelle shrugged. “I dunno. She’s been acting weird all day.”

Angie looked back after them again and lay back on her towel, closing her eyes. “I think she really needs to get laid!” Steve chuckled and Michelle stifled a giggle.

“She’s just pissed because you . . .,” Michelle started to say, then stopped herself.

“Because I what?” Angie asked, turning to look at the voluptuous brunette.

Michelle swallowed hard, looking uncomfortable. “I shouldn’t say anything. She’s already mad enough at me.”

“Fuck her,” Angie said, waving her hand. “Is she mad because I’m going out with Steve?” Michelle looked even more uncomfortable, but nodded.

“Yeah.” She glanced over at Steve. “I think she still kinda likes you, Steve. She was hoping you’d ask her out again.”

Steve shrugged. “She didn’t act like she was interested in another date. She said no the last time I asked her, so I didn’t see any reason to keep asking.” He took Angie’s hand. “Besides, I’m with Angie now.” Angie smiled and squeezed his hand in response.

Michelle watched them closely. “So you two are . . . doing it, right?” She looked from Steve to Angie. Steve said nothing, wisely deciding this was a question for Angie. Angie propped herself up on her elbows, her tits straining at her bikini top. Steve noticed Michelle’s eyes drop briefly to Angie’s tits before settling back on her face. He looked away, hiding the look of surprise in his eyes. Maybe Angie was right about her!

“Sure. Didn’t you see us in the water a while ago?” Steve was startled by her bluntness, but Michelle’s face turned bright red. For a minute he thought she was going to jump up and run after Jake and Kristi.

“I . . . I wasn’t . . . spying on you, I just . . .,” Michelle stammered, not making eye contact with either of them.

Angie touched her hand. “It’s ok, we’re not mad. Actually, it made it more exciting knowing someone was watching us, right Steve?” Steve was staring at the grass, hoping he wouldn’t be drawn into the conversation.

“Huh? Oh, yeah . . . exciting.” Had he known Michelle was watching them, he wasn’t sure he would have done it. In fact, he was sure he wouldn’t have. Michelle seemed to relax a little. Steve, feeling a little uncomfortable with the direction the conversation was taking, stood up. “I think I’ll take another swim,” he said, and ran off, jumping into the water. Michelle watched him go while Angie lay back, her eyes closed.

“Angie?” she asked quietly, watching Steve swimming in the cool water.

“Mmmhmm?” Angie responded, not opening her eyes.

“Does it hurt when . . . you know . . . when you . . . do it?” Angie smiled to herself. She was hoping Michelle would start talking about sex, instead of Angie having to bring it up. She propped herself up on her elbows and looked directly into Michelle’s blue eyes.

“A little the first time, but after that . . . wow!” She smiled and turned to look at Michelle. “With Steve, I have multiple orgasms every time!” Michelle’s eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. Angie nodded to reinforce her words. “No shit. At least three times!” She moved closer, her voice lowering conspiratorially. “And when he goes down on me! Whew!” She grinned, her eyes sparkling.

Michelle’s eyes grew larger. “He does that?!” Angie nodded and Michelle looked over at Steve, who was swinging on the rope over the water. “I’ve always wondered what that felt like,” she said, almost to herself as she watched Steve drop into the water.

Angie smiled to herself. “You mean no one has ever gone down on you?” Michelle blushed a little and lowered her eyes, shaking her head. “Even if you do it to him?” Michelle looked up at her, finally meeting her eyes.

“I’ve never done that.” She paused and watched Steve climb from the water. “I’ve never really done anything - except kissing.” Angie said nothing. Michelle turned back to her. “What’s it like? It sounds a little disgusting.”

Angie sat up, giving Michelle her full attention. “That’s what I used to think, too. But it really isn’t. It gets me wet whenever I do it!” Her eyes sparkled as she recalled Steve shooting his load all over her face and the tangy taste of his hot cum on her tongue. Just the thought of his thick cock in her mouth was making her wet now. Michelle watched her lusty expression, rethinking her ideas on sex. Thinking they had said enough about sex for now, Angie changed the subject.

“We’re going to hang out a Steve’s tonight and watch movies. Our folks will be home but they won’t bother us in the basement. Why don’t you come over? It would be nice to have a another girl there to talk to for a change.” Michelle looked back over as Steve climbed up the bank again and started back over to them.

“Um,. . . ok, sure.” Angie smiled at her and Michelle returned her grin.

“Great!” Angie replied enthusiastically as Steve approached. “Why don’t you come over around five? We’ll barbeque some burgers.”

Steve was drying himself with his towel. “Who’s barbequing?”

“We are,” Angie informed him. “Michelle’s coming over for supper then we’ll watch some movies. Sound good to you?”

Steve was a little surprised that Michelle had agreed to come over, but he tried not to let it show. “Sure! Sounds like fun!” It was almost two o’clock and Michelle said that she wanted to go home and get ready. She gathered up her things and pulled on a pair of cut-off jeans over her bathing suit. With a smile and a wave, she started up the path and was soon out of sight in the trees.

Angie waved to her and turned to Steve, an ‘I-told-you-so’ grin on her face. “I think she may go for it. Call it a hunch.”

Steve chuckled and shook his head. “You and your hunches. She’s never even let a guy feel her up. You think after talking to her for fifteen minutes she’s going to jump into bed with us?” He laughed. “Don’t get me wrong, I hope you’re right, but it’s a little far-fetched.”

Angie shrugged. “Maybe, but we won’t know unless we try!” She moved closer to him, rubbing her scantily clad body against his. “And if she does, and she likes it, she’ll keep coming back!” She kissed him and turned away, gathering up her stuff. She began to pull on her shorts and shirt. “C’mon. We’ve got to go and get ready. I want everything to be perfect.” They picked up their things and rode their bikes up the path and back to Steve’s house. He tried to piece together the last two days and how they led up to this. It was still hard to believe everything that had happened. Or what might happen tonight!

continued . . .

BJ Cortland
01-05-2007, 04:56 PM
Chapter 18

Steve and Angie arrived at his house and went up to the kitchen. Angie rummaged through the fridge looking for the fixings for a salad while Steve sat on a stool next to the breakfast counter. He watched her ass as she bent over, his thoughts on Angie’s plans for Michelle.

“So, how long have you thought about . . . sleeping with other girls?” he asked hesitantly. Angie stood up, a head of lettuce in her hand.

“For a while now. I mean, I still like guys.” She grinned. “Some more than others!” Steve smiled sheepishly and she continued. “I just find girls very sexy, too. And I’ve seen movies with two women and just wondered if it’s as much fun as it looks.” He watched as she placed the lettuce on the counter, then went back into the fridge. “Looks like we have everything I’ll need. Can you see if there’s some hamburger and buns?” Steve reluctantly pulled his eyes from her smooth, round ass and went over to the cupboard where his mother kept the bread. Along the way, his eye caught the blinking light on the answering machine and he pressed the button to hear the messages. There was only one.

“Hi, honey,” his mother’s recorded voice said. “We decided to stay another night up here. We’ll see you tomorrow afternoon. Call if you need anything.” She paused for a second, then added in a lower voice, “And please try to control yourself. You too, Angie.” There was a soft click as she hung up. He looked over at Angie, who had stopped what she was doing when she heard the message. She gave him a curious look.

“Did you tell her about us?” she asked, eying him suspiciously.

Steve shook his head. “No, she figured it out on her own.” He dug into his pocket and retrieved the two condoms she had given him. “She gave me these.” Angie looked at the prophylactics and shrugged.

“Well, if we’re going to be alone here all night, I may have to step up my plans!” she said. Steve shook his head and chuckled as he pulled a bag of hamburger buns from the shelf. “Let’s see,” Angie said thoughtfully, putting a finger to her chin. “If I could get her alone . . .” Her voice trailed off as she thought through her plan. Steve left her and went downstairs to the storage room where the freezer was. He grabbed a frozen package of pre-made hamburger patties and came back up to the kitchen. Angie was sitting at the table, still deep in thought. He tossed the burgers in the sink to thaw. She looked over at him.

“Is there some way you could leave us alone for maybe an hour after we eat?” she asked. He shrugged and thought about it.

“I guess I could go to the store for munchies,” he replied. “It wouldn’t take that long, but I could stretch it out.” That would be easier said than done considering that two beautiful and (hopefully) willing girls would be waiting for him at home. Angie nodded absently, still looking thoughtful.

“That should work,” she said after a moment, then stood up and came over to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a long, wet kiss. His prick twitched at her tender touch and he suddenly wanted her - right here, right now. He reached for her ass, but she pushed him away. “Not now,” she scolded with a slight smile. “I need you in top form tonight!” She pushed him away and went over to the sink to begin preparing the salad. She kept looking out the window, her mind miles away as she worked out her plan to get Michelle into bed with them.

Chapter 19

Michelle arrived a few minutes before five. Steve was cleaning the grill on the gas barbeque and Angie had just stepped out onto the deck with the platter of burgers. She waved at Michelle and beckoned her inside the fence. She stepped through the gate and Steve couldn’t help but stare at her.
She was wearing a pale blue sun dress. The lightweight cotton billowed around her long legs and it was plainly apparent that she had no bra on under it. Her long, lightly tanned legs seemed to go on forever and her long hair shone as it fell across her bare shoulders and down her back. He swallowed hard and tried to concentrate on the grill. He had never seen Michelle dressed like that before and he wondered if it was for his benefit, or Angie’s.

“Wow, Michelle!” Angie exclaimed, eyeing her as she climbed the three steps to the deck. “Looking good!”

Michelle smiled demurely and blushed a little. “Thanks. It’s so hot I wanted to wear something light. And I’ve been wearing shorts every day for two weeks. I just needed a change.”

Angie laughed and glanced at Steve. “Well, it looks good on you. Wouldn’t you agree, Steve?”

Steve looked up at the beautiful brunette and quickly shifted his gaze back to the flames. “Yeah, sure. You look real nice, Michelle.” Angie sensed their mutual discomfort and changed the subject.

“Ready for the burgers, Steve?” He nodded and took the tray from her, then began dropping them onto the grill as the girls sat down at the table. There was a hiss and flames shot up around the burgers as grease dripped down onto the flames below. Angie started asking Michelle about the school they would both be attending in the fall, hoping a neutral subject would allow her to relax a little. Angie was wearing her khaki shorts and a white tank top, also with no bra. The shorts were loose around her legs, but were tight enough to show off her nice ass. She had dressed in front of Steve and he knew she had no panties on under them. As he watched the burgers sizzle, he absently wondered if Michelle had any on under her flimsy cotton dress, then decided that she must have. There was no way she would be that daring!

When the burgers were almost done, he dropped the buns on the top rack to toast them slightly. Angie and Michelle went in to get the salad and by the time they had returned, he was setting the burgers on the picnic table. They settled in to eat, Angie and Michelle dominating the dinner conversation. They way they went on, Steve thought to himself, you would think they had known each other for years, not hours.

They finished their burgers and gathered up the dishes. Steve closed the cover of the barbeque and made sure the propane was turned off, then joined them in the kitchen.

“Great burgers, Steve,” Michelle said as she dumped the stack of plates into the sink. She smiled at him and turned around to begin washing them. He couldn’t help but stare at her sexy body under the thin cotton dress. He caught Angie watching him out of the corner of his eye and turned to her. She was grinning at him and raised her eyebrows at him before turning to take a good look at Michelle’s ass herself. She winked at him, then joined Michelle at the sink.

After the dishes were done and put away, they moved down into the relative coolness of the basement. Steve retrieved his card from the desk and put it into the satellite receiver, then got his bag of weed from his stash and sat down to roll one up. Angie picked up the remote and began scrolling through the movie guide. He left the movie choice up to her and Michelle, knowing any of his selections would probably be vetoed anyway. He plopped down on the couch next to Angie while Michelle sat on the other side of the pretty blonde. She had her legs folded under her on the couch, her knees visible under the light fabric of her dress. Angie was slouched back on the couch with her legs stretched out in front of her, slightly apart. Steve couldn’t make up his mind which of them looked sexier. As he fired up the joint and passed it among them, the girls commented on the pros and cons of several movies while Steve sat silently, offering no comment. A few minutes after they’d finished the joint, Angie turned to him.

“We could use some munchies for later. Would you mind going to the store?” Her eyes held a mischievous glint.

He shrugged. “Sure. What should I get?” The two girls looked at each other, then back to him. Michelle said “popcorn” at the same time Angie said “chips.” They giggled and Steve said he would bring both, then stood up and went up the stairs. He glanced back over his shoulder and saw that Michelle was scrolling through the guide. Angie turned to look at him over the back of the couch and mouthed “one hour”. He glanced at his watch, nodded and went up the stairs.

Angie turned back to the TV. Steve’s dope had given her a pretty good buzz and she hoped it had helped loosen Michelle’s inhibitions. She watched as Michelle clicked on the descriptions of a few movies. None seemed satisfactory and she passed the remote to Angie. “Here, you try for a while.” Angie scrolled through the list, pretending to look at a few movies. But her real goal was the adult channels. She kept punching the remote until they appeared on the guide. She paused at one and Michelle turned to her, her eyes wide and a mischievous grin on her face. “Is that what I think it is?”

Angie grinned and nodded. “Wanna watch it?” Michelle looked up at the title - “Wet Sex”. Angie hadn’t stopped on just any channel. This was one of the movies she had watched while Steve was at work and knew it had plenty of threesomes and lesbian scenes. Michelle hesitated for a second, then nodded, grinning.

“Ok, but only until Steve gets back!” Angie nodded her head and smiled to herself as she clicked the button. The screen was filled with two women locked in the sixty-nine position. Their moans of ecstacy filled the room and Michelle’s eyes grew wide. Angie pretended to be watching the screen, but was really studying Michelle’s reaction. So far, it seemed positive. She was watching the two women intently, seeming to study their moves. Her tongue unconsciously flicked across her full lips, her eyes glued to the action. Angie lowered her eyes quickly to her breasts and noted her erect nipples pushing against the thin cotton dress. When a guy moved into the picture wearing nothing but a smile, Angie once again watched Michelle’s face as she took in his huge prick. She turned to Angie, a look of horrified surprise on her face. “Are all guys that big?!”

Angie chuckled and shook her head. “No, these guys are freaks!” she replied. They both watched as the two women began taking turns sucking on the ten inch cock. “For example, Steve is about . . . uh, six, maybe seven inches. That’s about average.” She thought for a moment, then said, “Well, maybe a little above average, but not huge like these guys.” Michelle nodded and turned back to the movie. The guy was pushing his cock into one of the girls. She moaned and sighed as he did, seeming on the verge of orgasm as his massive tool filled her pussy. Michelle swallowed and watched as they began an animated fuck. Angie touched her arm and Michelle started, then relaxed and smiled.

“Sorry, you scared me!” She said, then their eyes locked as Angie ran her fingers lightly along her upper arm.

“Do you like the movie?” she asked softly, her eyes never leaving Michelle’s. Michelle swallowed hard, but held her gaze and nodded. Her eyes had a frightened look, but she still seemed receptive to Angie’s subtle advances. Angie let her eyes go back to the TV, where the women were kissing while the guy continued to fuck one of them. “Do you find that sexy - two women?” Her voice was still soft, even sexy, and Michelle shivered under her tender caress. She nodded again, but said nothing. Angie smiled and moved closer to the sexy brunette. “Do you find me sexy?” Michelle stared at her for a long moment, their eyes locked. Angie moved her hand from Michelle’s arm to her knee. “It’s ok, Michelle. You can tell me. I promise I won’t tell anyone.” She was slowly moving her face closer and Michelle could now feel her warm breath on her cheek. She nodded slowly.

“Y . . .yes,” she breathed in a faint whisper. Angie smiled and leaned in so that their lips were almost touching. She paused, her eyes studying Michelle’s, then leaned in and pressed her warm lips to Michelle’s.

For a brief moment, Michelle froze, but didn’t pull away. Then she seemed to relax a little and allowed Angie to kiss her. She even responded, moving her lips slightly. After a few seconds, Angie pulled away, allowing her lips to linger on Michelle’s for a second, then sat back. Her eyes remained locked on Michelle’s and a slight smile formed on her face. Michelle licked her lips, watching Angie closely. This was the moment of truth. Either Michelle would accept her advances or run. She waited breathlessly as the long-legged beauty thought over this new development.

“Was that ok?” Angie asked after several long seconds had passed. Michelle just looked at her, then slowly nodded. Angie’s smile widened and she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed to release the tension in the room and Michelle found herself smiling back. “Whew! I was afraid you were going to turn and run! I’ve never done that before!”

Michelle looked at her curiously. “You’ve never kissed a girl before?” She seemed genuinely surprised, although Angie had given her no indication of her sexual preferences. Angie smiled and took her hand.

“No, I’ve never done it before. I’ve thought about it - a lot, lately. And when I saw you, I just had to try.” Michelle blushed and nodded.

“I know. Me too.” She raised her eyes to meet Angie’s. “I just sort of . . . knew. Does that sound weird?”

Angie smiled again and shook her head. “Not at all. I felt it, too.” She leaned in and kissed Michelle again, this time parting her lips and pushing her tongue against Michelle’s lips. Michelle got the hint and opened her mouth to allow Angie’s soft, warm tongue inside. They held each other, their hands exploring while their tongues danced together in a passionate kiss. Suddenly, Michelle pulled away, breaking off the tender kiss.

“What’s wrong?” Angie asked, a puzzled look on her face.

Michelle looked up at her. “What about Steve?” she asked. “Aren’t you two going steady or something?”

Angie took her hand and pulled her closer. “Steve knows that I’m interested in women. He’s ok with it.” Michelle’s expression changed to one of surprise.

“He doesn’t mind?”

Angie shook her head. “Not at all.” She glanced at the threesome taking place on the TV. “As a matter of fact, he’d love to , uh . . . join us.” She nodded toward the TV. Michelle’s eyes grew wide. “If you’re interested, that is.” Michelle turned and watched the action on the TV, not speaking. Angie didn’t push her. She waited patiently while she thought it through. After a few minutes, Michelle sat back, staring straight ahead as the guy on the screen jerked his cum all over the faces and tits of the two women. She waited until the scene ended, then turned to Angie. Her face was expressionless and Angie held her breath. Finally, she spoke.

“All right,” she said quietly. Angie’s eyes widened. While she had been reasonably sure now that she could take it as far as she wanted with just the two of them, she had half expected Michelle to say no way to the threesome. She smiled and took Michelle’s delicate hands in hers.

“Really? Are you sure?”

Michelle nodded, a slight smile on her lips. Angie threw her arms around her and hugged her. “You’re gonna love it! Steve is such a gentle, caring lover!” Michelle hugged her back. After a few seconds, she released her embrace and backed away.

“So, you and Steve talked about doing this . . .” She waved a hand toward the TV. “. . . with me?” Her eyes held a look of concern. Angie squeezed her hand.

“I told him this afternoon that I found you very attractive and he said it was ok with him if I asked you.” She grinned. “But he didn’t think you would go for it!” Michelle giggled nervously and shook her head.

“I still can’t believe it myself!” She looked at the gorgeous blonde and smiled wryly. “So the little trip to the store was a ruse so we could be alone?”

Angie grinned sheepishly. Pretty and smart. “Sorry. I couldn’t very well ask you when he was here.”

Michelle squeezed her hand and returned the grin. “Don’t you mean ‘seduce’ me?” Her grin widened and they both began to giggle. When they finally stopped laughing, Michelle looked at her watch. “He could have gone to the store and back twice already. Is he waiting outside for your signal?”

Angie laughed. “No. I told him to give me an hour.” She looked at her own watch. “He should be back any time, now.” They settled in on the couch next to each other and watched as the next scene played out on the TV. This one was only a man and a woman, but they were fucking ferociously. So hard that the table she was lying on was being pushed across the room. Michelle asked questions about sex, which Angie was happy to answer. When Angie asked her if she was ready to give up her virginity tonight, she hesitated.

“You wouldn’t mind if he and I . . .” she began.

Angie shook her head. “Not at all. As long as I can play, too!” This brought on another fit of giggling until Michelle suddenly stopped and looked wide-eyed at Angie.

“What about your parents? Shouldn’t they be home soon?”

Angie shook her head again. “Nope. They decided to stay away for another night.” She smiled, running her hand along Michelle’s soft thigh. “We have the whole house to ourselves all night!” Michelle thought for a moment, then stood up, looking around the room. She spied the phone on the desk, went over to it, then picked up the receiver and dialed a number. Angie started to say something, but she held up a finger, silencing her.

“Hi, Mom . . . I’m still at Angie’s . . . uh-huh . . . um, Angie just asked if I could spend the night . . .” She looked over at her and winked. “Uh-huh . . . no, no . . . we’re just going to hang out and watch movies. They get HBO and . . . no, we won’t . . .” She rolled her eyes. “Yes, Mom, I promise . . .ok . . . I will . . . bye.” She replaced the receiver and turned to Angie. “Would you mind if I ran home for my pajamas and toothbrush?” She indicated the phone. “I promised Mom I would.”

Angie got up and went over to her. They kissed deeply, then Angie released her. “Just don’t change your mind, ok?”

Michelle smiled and caressed her soft cheek. “Don’t worry, I’ll be right back.” With that, she turned and went quickly up the steps and out the door. Angie watched her go, then flopped down on the couch and looked up at the TV just in time to see the next cum-shot.

A few minutes later, she heard the back door open and close, and a few seconds later Steve appeared at the bottom of the steps. He looked around expectantly, and when he didn’t see Michelle, his face fell. He went over and tossed the chips and popcorn onto the coffee table, then sat down next to Angie, who was going back and forth between two different pornos.

“So, she ran away, huh?” he said, watching the couple on the TV.

Angie flicked to the other channel, which had a threesome. “She went home,” she said, still staring at the TV. He sighed and leaned back, his disappointment obvious. Then she turned to him with a wide grin on her face. “To get her pajamas so she can stay the night!” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. He stared open-mouthed at her, then a cautious grin began to creep across his face.

“Really?! She said yes?!” Angie nodded excitedly. Steve couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Michelle, the staunch virgin, had agreed to a threesome!? “But how? . . . I mean . . . how?!”

Angie snuggled in close. “I just used my charms to seduce her. She couldn’t resist!” She looked up at him, her face serious. “But this stays between us. I promised her. I don’t care what people think of me as much as I care about her reputation. So no bragging to your friends, ok?” Steve nodded, still dumbstruck that this was really happening. “I mean it,” Angie said sternly. “Say nothing! Not even if you don’t use names. This is a small town. People will figure it out.” She fixed her gaze on him and he swallowed hard, nodding.

“Of course, Ang. I would never say anything to hurt you or Michelle!” She held his gaze for a moment, then smiled and settled back in next to him.

“I know you won’t, Steve. I just needed to hear you say it.” They watched more porn in silence for a few minutes until Steve spoke up.

“So, how far did you get with her?” he asked, still watching the TV. Angie turned to him and he couldn’t help smiling.

“Further than you!” she exclaimed, grinning and slapping his arm playfully.

They continued to watch the adult channels while they waited for what seemed like hours for Michelle to return. Forty-five minutes after she left, there was a knock at the door. Angie licked her lips and stood up. “I’ll get it.”

Steve watched her go. “Make sure all the doors are locked, ok?” he called after her as she started up the steps. She waved an acknowledgment and disappeared up the stairs.

Chapter 20

Angie opened the door and saw Michelle wearing the same dress and carrying a small overnight bag over her shoulder. She swung open the screen door and let her in, then closed and locked the door. She quickly checked the patio and front doors, then went back over to Michelle and led her downstairs to where Steve waited.

They reached the bottom of the steps and Michelle looked uneasily toward Steve. He returned her look, smiling nervously back at her. “Hi, Michelle,” he said, his voice wavering slightly. Michelle flashed him a brief smile and allowed Angie to take her bag. She stood anxiously near the steps while Angie put it in Steve’s room and returned. Angie took her hand with a smile and led her to the couch. She sat down next to Steve and pulled Michelle down next to her. She looked at Steve and Michelle and could actually feel the nervous tension between them.

“Hey, you two,” she said, taking both of their hands in hers and looking from one to the other. “We’re all friends here. There’s no need to be shy!” Steve looked at her, then over to Michelle. She was absolutely gorgeous in her pale blue sun dress with her long hair flowing over her milky shoulders. He smiled at her and she returned it demurely, her small hand gripping Angie’s. Angie took her and Steve’s hands and placed them together. With a brief hesitation., they grasped each other’s hand and looked at each other as if for the first time. Angie leaned over and kissed Steve, then did the same to Michelle. Steve’s cock jumped when he saw his girlfriend kissing another girl. He had never felt so turned on before! Angie released Michelle’s sexy mouth and put her arm around the sexy and demure brunette’s shoulder. They both looked back at Steve; Angie with a huge grin and Michelle with a nervous smile. “Still think you can satisfy both of us, stud?” she teased, her free hand sliding up his leg to his bulging cock. She turned to Michelle. “Sure feels like he’s ready to try!”

Michelle’s eyes dropped to Steve’s shorts and she swallowed hard. Angie looked over at her and caressed her neck. “Try to relax, Michelle. This is going to be fun!” Michelle smiled a little and nodded.

“I know. It’s just . . .” She looked at them both. “I’ve never really done anything, let alone this! It’s a little scary.” Angie pulled her closer, hugging her warmly.

“If you don’t want to do anything, you don’t have to. You can just watch, if that’s what you want. But I hope you do more.” She nuzzled Michelle’s neck and nibbled on her ear. “I can’t wait to make love to you!” she whispered. Michelle twitched as Angie touched on a sensitive spot, but smiled. “And like I said,” Angie continued, looking back at Steve. “Steve is a very gentle lover. He won’t hurt you, right, Steve?”

Steve looked over at the two beautiful creatures next to him on the couch. He shook his head. “No, of course not, Michelle!” He saw her eyes go to his crotch and blushed. His cock was so hard he was sure it was going to burst from his shorts! Angie followed her gaze, then looked up to meet Steve’s eyes.

As if reading his mind, she said, “Maybe we should free that beast before you hurt yourself!” She got down on the floor on her knees and motioned for him to stand up. He glanced over at Michelle, who remained seated on the couch, one leg tucked under her. “Come on! Up!” Angie urged, pulling on his hand. He stood, his cock pushing out the front of his shorts into a large teepee with a tiny damp spot at the apex. Angie looked up at him, a playful grin on her face. “Someone’s ready to go!”

Steve blushed and averted his eyes from Michelle’s. He could feel two pairs of eyes on his groin as Angie undid his shorts and began to lower them over his erect penis. She pulled them down and he stepped out of them automatically, leaving him standing there in a t-shirt and boxers. There was some relief as the pressure of his shorts was released for the roomier boxers. His hard shaft left an even more prominent tent in the looser-fitting boxers and the wet spot was much larger. Angie turned to Michelle, smiling and licking her lips.

“I told you he was the perfect size!” She motioned for Steve to remove his shirt, then with another glance at Michelle, reached down and pulled her halter top off. Her tits fell free, bouncing slightly, then settling into their usual position high on her chest. Her nipples were hard, poking out of her darker areolae and just begging to be nibbled and sucked. She motioned Michelle over. With a quick look up at Steve, she dropped to the floor and moved cautiously over next to Angie. Angie kissed her quickly, then picked up one of her hands and placed it on her bare breast. Michelle didn’t move it for a second, then she slowly began to knead the soft flesh. Angie smiled at her then reached up and grasped Steve’s boxers by the waist band. “Ready?”

Michelle nodded slightly, her eyes fixed on the long protrubence in Steve’s shorts. With a grin, Angie began lowering his boxers. The base of his cock came into view, surrounded by a few light brown curly hairs. As Angie continued to slowly lower them, more of his hard shaft appeared. She watched for Michelle’s reaction. She was watching in rapt fascination as Steve’s cock - the first she had ever seen - was slowly revealed. She licked her lips unconsciously, her hand still gripping Angie’s tit, as more and more of it was revealed. Finally, the shaft gave way to the thick head. As soon as Angie pulled the waist band of his shorts past it, his cock sprang up, pointing straight at them. Michelle let out a startled cry, releasing Angie’s tit, then grinned sheepishly and settled back down. She studied the long, thick shaft with its pulsing purple head and long blue vein running down the length of it. Angie, in turn, watched Michelle’s reaction and smiled to herself. This was going to be so much fun!

Angie finished pulling Steve’s boxers down and off, leaving him completely naked before the two girls. Angie gripped his hard shaft and turned to Michelle. “Want to touch it?” Michelle watched as Angie slid her hand slowly back and forth along it, then reached up and touched it gingerly. She was startled by it’s hardness and pulled her hand away. She wondered how something that big and that hard would ever fit inside her. Angie picked up her hand and placed it around Steve’s cock where hers had been. “Just stroke it slowly. Like that.” Michelle moved her hand as Angie had done. Steve sighed and she looked up at his face, surprised at the pleasure she appeared to be giving him just by stroking his cock.

Angie watched for a few minutes, then said, “Would you like me to show you how to give head?” Michelle nodded and removed her hand so Angie could take over. She watched as Angie ran her tongue along the length of the shaft, then licked at the engorged purple tip. Steve sighed, gasping in pleasure as her warm tongue caressed his throbbing meat. Angie looked over at Michelle and grinned. “Now for the fun part!” She looked up at Steve and slowly slid her lips over the head, swallowing almost four inches of his hard prick. Steve groaned and placed his hands on her head, closing his eyes as her warm mouth engulfed his aching dick.

Michelle watched, enthralled by the live oral sex act she was witnessing. Steve’s pleasure was instantly obvious, but to her great surprise, Angie seemed to be enjoying it just as much! She murmured appreciatively as she began pumping her mouth back and forth on it, causing his moans to become more urgent. After a few minutes, she stopped and released his cock from her lips.

She turned to Michelle. “Wanna give it a try?” Michelle looked at the hard cock and back to Angie, who licked her lips and grinned, then motioned toward it. Michelle swallowed hard. She seemed hesitant, but moved closer until she could smell the pungent, yet enticing, aroma of his sex. She once again gripped it in her hand and moved her lips closer. She could now clearly see the soft flesh of the head and the tiny drop of clear fluid oozing from the hole at it’s tip. “Go ahead,” Angie coached in a soft voice. “Just try licking it to start.” She stuck out her tongue and moved closer. The scent was even stronger now, inviting her to taste it; suck on it. Her tongue touched the hard shaft and she slowly moved along it, feeling the roughness. Steve sighed and she pulled away. Angie touched her arm. “Don’t stop, Michelle. It feels good, right, Steve?”

He nodded and smiled. “Uh-huh! Don’t stop!” Encouraged by their words, Michelle once more licked the length of his cock as she had watched Angie do. She did this several times, feeling more comfortable with each pass. She didn’t quite understand Angie’s love of doing it, but it wasn’t nearly as disgusting as she had been led to believe and the pleasure she was inflicting on Steve made it a little bit fun for her.

Angie leaned over and whispered in her ear. “Ok, now try sucking it. It’s such a turn-on!” Michelle looked down at the inflamed head and took a deep breath. Why not? Angie did it. And Steve sure seemed to like it! She held her breath and opened her mouth. She felt the velvet-soft flesh on her lips as she pushed her mouth over the head. As it passed over her teeth and slid along her tongue, the tangy taste of his pre-cum filled her mouth. She paused for a second, then decided it wasn’t that bad, and pushed her mouth further onto it; past the soft head until her lips slid along the hard, bumpy shaft she had been licking a few minutes earlier. When it reached the back of her tongue, she stopped before her gag reflex took over. Angie rubbed her shoulders.

“Good! Now try moving back and forth, like I did!” Michelle pulled back and pushed it into her mouth again. Steve moaned and she felt his hands in her hair, but he didn’t force her to move her head. She did it again and after a few strokes, worked into a bit of a rhythm. She was beginning to see the appeal. It did kind of turn her on to have a cock in her mouth, giving someone as much pleasure as he was experiencing. His moans were becoming louder and the precum taste was getting stronger on her tongue. Angie touched her shoulder.

“You better stop, Michelle. He looks like he’s about ready to blow!” Michelle let the heavy cock slip from her luscious lips and looked up at Steve. His face was flushed red and he was breathing in short gasps. Angie kissed her on the lips, then smiled. “You nearly made him cum. I didn’t think you’d want him to cum in your mouth on your first blow-job!” Steve was smiling at them and shaking his head.

“I wouldn’t do that to you, Michelle,” he said. “That would be a real prick move, if you’ll pardon the pun.” Both girls groaned at his bad joke, then stood up. Angie kissed him deeply, her tongue probing deep into his throat. She finally released his lips, then gently urged Michelle to do it. She moved closer and they kissed, softly at first, then with more passion until their tongues dove deeper into each others’ mouth. They pulled apart, staring into each others’ eyes. It was at that point that Angie, now standing behind Michelle, reached up and placed her hands on her shoulders where the straps of her dress were. She leaned closer, her lips almost touching Michelle’s ear. Michelle could feel her hard nipples pressing into her flesh as her breasts were flattened against her back.

“We’re both a little over-dressed for the occasion,” she whispered, winking at Steve. “But you have more on than I do, sweetie.” She pushed the straps over Michelle’s shoulders and her arms went instinctively across her breasts to prevent her dress from dropping to the floor. Steve smiled at her and gently removed her arms. She allowed him to and her dress fell in a heap around her ankles.

Steve slowly moved his eyes down over her incredible body. Her tits were bigger than Angie’s, but they also required no support. Her areolae were nearly two inches in diameter and her thick, hard nipples protruded a half inch from their centers. Her slender body was perfectly proportioned and her creamy hips gave way to a pair of long, athletic legs. As he had suspected, she was wearing panties - a white thong which left little to the imagination and surprised him. He didn’t think she wore underwear like that. When he commented on them, Michelle blushed..

“I bought them last year but hardly ever wear them. I thought that this would be a good opportunity, so when I went home for my overnight bag, I changed into them,” she explained. Angie walked around her, turning her so she could get a better look.

“Wow! They look great on you!” She moved her eyes up Michelle’s voluptuous curves until they met her eyes. “But then again, with a body like yours, what wouldn’t look great on you!” She glanced over at Steve, who nodded in agreement.

“Two gorgeous, near naked women,” he exclaimed with a grin. “What’s a guy to do?” Angie rolled her eyes and shoved him backward so that he sat down on the couch.

“How about if you just watch for a while, super stud,” she said with a grin and turned to Michelle. She gently cupped one of her large, firm breasts and squeezed her nipple. Michelle sighed and closed her eyes. Angie moved in and kissed her, pushing her tongue into Michelle’s mouth as she caressed her tits and teased her nipples. She gently pushed Michelle back until she sat on the couch next to Steve, who was watching the pair with interest, his hand slowly stroking his hard cock. Angie straightened up and looked down at them, then slowly unfastened her shorts. Doing a mini strip-tease, she worked the tight shorts over her hips and bent over to remove them. She pointed her ass in their direction, exposing to them the pink flesh between her slender legs. Steve looked over at Michelle, who was watching Angie as she stood back up and turned around, a sexy smile on her pretty face.

“Your turn, baby,” she cooed at Michelle. “Let’s see that sweet little virgin pussy of yours!” Steve stared at her. It was so strange to hear his girlfriend talking dirty to another girl! It was also extremely sexy!

Michelle looked over at Steve, then back up to Angie, whose naked body was only a foot away from her own nearly naked body. Angie knelt at her feet and reached out to grasp the sides of her thong panties. Michelle looked down at the pretty blonde, then obediently raised her hips from the couch. Angie grinned and pulled her skimpy underwear down. Michelle sat back down and raised her long legs so that she could pull her panties completely off. Now all three were naked. Angie looked down at the neatly trimmed pubic hair on Michelle’s mons and smiled. She slowly pushed her legs apart, exposing the pink flesh of her swollen labia. Her pussy was small, with perfectly symmetrical lips. They were swollen, but not grossly. Her labia was clean shaven, with just the small triangle on her mons left. Angie looked up at her and licked her lips, grinning mischievously.

“You look good enough to eat!” she exclaimed. Michelle smiled nervously and blushed. She had never been naked in front of other people before, with the exception of the showers at school. But that wasn’t sexual and there certainly weren’t any naked guys there! She now found herself both excited and terrified at the same time. Steve sat forward and peered down between her legs, increasing her discomfort.

“Very nice,” he said, reaching over to stroke her tits. Michelle sat perfectly still, wondering if maybe she was in over her head. Angie leaned down and kissed her mons just above the little triangle of hair. Michelle gasped as her lips touched her sensitive skin. She found that all of her senses were on high alert and the slightest touch sent shivers throughout her body. Angie grinned at her reaction.

“Are we a little sensitive?” she asked, winking at Steve. He smiled and moved closer to Michelle, then cupped her chin in his hand, turned her head toward him and kissed her deeply. She felt like she was being swept away by his passionate kiss, lost in a whirlwind of sensual delight. Then she felt Angie’s lips moving down her mons to her inflamed labia and she stiffened, pulling her lips from Steve’s.

She looked down and saw Angie’s blonde hair spilling across her thighs and felt her warm tongue moving across her slit. She cried out when Angie pushed her tongue into her warm pussy and swirled it around her tiny virgin opening. Steve’s hands found her breasts and his fingers teased and played with her long, erect nipples, creating even more unknown sensations in her young body. When Angie’s tongue flicked lightly over her erect clit, she literally squealed in pleasure.

“Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Ohhhhh, shit!!!” She arched her back, thrusting her pelvis upward into Angie’s mouth. Angie kept up her oral attention, concentrating on the newly discovered clitoris. Her body bucked and writhed on the couch. Steve moved away a little and watched as his girlfriend brought Michelle to her first non self-inflicted orgasm. She suddenly went stiff and she let out a high pitched cry that faded to nothing before she began bucking and thrashing wildly, making it difficult for Angie to keep her mouth on her spasming pussy. She moaned and sighed as she climaxed and released, until Angie finally pulled away and her body finally fell limply to the couch, where she lay occasionally twitching and gasping for air; her chest heaving. Her face and upper chest were flushed a bright red, as was her pubic area, and her hair was splayed across her face and shoulders, clinging to her sweaty skin. She looked up at them, a contented smile on her face.

“H . . . holy shit!” she gasped. Angie grinned and Steve chuckled. She lay there unmoving for a few seconds, her legs still spread wide, then slowly pulled herself into a sitting position at one end of the couch. Angie knelt down in front of her, then leaned up and kissed her.

“Rest for a while.” She looked over at Steve, an impish grin on her face. She gave Michelle another quick kiss, then stood up and went over to Steve. He stood and they embraced and kissed, his hard cock poking her thigh. Michelle lay back and watched them, basking in the afterglow of her intense orgasm.

continued . . .

BJ Cortland
01-05-2007, 04:57 PM
Chapter 21

Angie released Steve, then sat down on the couch and spread her legs wide. She smiled up at him with that sexy look of hers and moved her fingers down between her legs. She slowly pushed one, then two fingers into her hot, wet hole, never taking her eyes off his. He licked his lips as he watched her pleasure herself, her face showing her wanton lust as she brought herself closer to orgasm. He finally couldn’t take it any longer and dropped to his knees between her legs. She pulled her dripping fingers from her sopping snatch and held them up to his lips. Without hesitating, he parted his lips and sucked her fingers into his mouth, savoring the sweet taste of her juices.

Angie watched as he cleaned her fingers, then pulled them from his mouth and looked over at Michelle, who was staring at them intently, her tongue moving over her lips. Angie pushed her fingers back into her pussy, then held them out to Michelle. For a moment, she just stared at them, then she slowly moved closer. Her eyes kept moving from Angie’s to her wet fingers until her lips were only a couple of inches from them. She could smell Angie’s pussy juices and could see the drops forming on the bottom of her fingers. She glanced up at Angie, who smiled and nodded, then to Steve, who licked his lips and grinned. She took Angie’s hand and inhaled a deep breath, then popped her juicy fingers into her mouth. She was pleasantly surprised at the tangy/sweet taste and quickly sucked them clean, then popped them from her lips, grinning at Angie and Steve.

“Mmmm . . . tasty!” she said, smacking her lips. Angie laughed and Steve grinned.

“Wanna try the real thing?” Angie asked, moving her legs wider apart. Michelle hesitated, then dropped to her knees on the floor and crawled over between Angie’s legs. Steve moved aside and watched as she moved closer to her wet, steamy pussy. “Just do what I did to you, Michelle. Whatever you think would feel good,” she coached. Michelle breathed in the aroma of Angie’s excited pussy and moved closer, her desire overpowering any misgivings of what she was about to do. The closer she was to Angie’s sweet slit, the more she wanted to devour her. She stuck out her tongue and licked the length of her drooling pussy, her juices flowing onto Michelle’s tongue. Angie sighed and laid a hand on Michelle’s head, urging her on. Michelle continued slowly licking her slit over and over. As she became less inhibited about what she was doing, she became bolder and pushed her tongue deeper into the folds of Angie’s lips and into the hot, pink flesh of her pussy. Angie moaned and squirmed on the couch, partly because of the wonderful sensations Michelle’s tongue was creating and partly to encourage her to keep up what she was doing. Michelle continued her oral attack on Angie’s cunt, now starting to enjoy returning the pleasure that Angie had given her earlier.

Angie moaned and sighed as Michelle’s tongue sought out and touched her sensitive flesh. She opened her eyes and saw Steve grinning as he stroked his hard cock while watching them. He looked up at her when he saw her staring at him and she beckoned him closer. He moved closer and she reached out, grasping his shaft and pulling him onto the couch on his knees beside her. He raised himself up and she pulled his throbbing meat to her lips, sucking it into her warm, wet mouth.

He moaned as her soft lips and warm tongue caressed his hard dick. After watching these two beautiful, naked girls making out with each other, and sucking his cock, he knew he wasn’t going to last long. Angie sucked hard on his cock and he could feel himself moving closer to his impending orgasm.

Suddenly, she released his cock and cried out, thrusting her hips upward as Michelle increased her licking and sucking. She had located Angie’s clit and was softly nibbling on it, sending her over the edge. Angie groaned loudly and squeezed her eyes closed, her hands gripping the couch as the orgasm enveloped her. She released her pent up breath with a gasp as she climaxed and her body twisted involuntarily. Michelle pulled away, unsure of what she was supposed to do. Angie collapsed to the couch, her body quivering as she slowly came down from the intense orgasm. Michelle looked uncertainly up at Steve, then back to Angie. Angie’s eyes slowly fluttered open and she gave them a dreamy, contented smile.

“W . . . wow! Are you sure . . . that was your . . . first time?” she asked Michelle between breaths.

Michelle nodded, wiped her lips with the back of her hand and smiled. Steve knelt down and pulled Michelle’s face to his, kissing her warmly. The taste of Angie’s cum was still fresh on her lips and tongue. They separated and Angie sat up and kissed them both. Then she looked at Steve’s still hard cock and smiled. “Your turn, baby!” she said, licking her lips. She gripped his shaft and winked at Michelle. “I’m willing to share!” she said.

Michelle smiled and moved close enough so she could reach Steve’s dick. Angie took it into her mouth and bobbed her head back and forth a few times, then passed it to Michelle, who mimicked Angie’s technique, causing Steve to sigh and close his eyes. As Michelle sucked voraciously on his throbbing prick, Angie began licking his balls, taking each one into her mouth and gently sucking on it. Steve sighed and moaned as two hot mouths worked on him simultaneously. He felt the tingle start deep in his balls and begin to move outward along his stiff shaft.

“Oh, shit! I’m gonna cum!” he groaned. Michelle released his cock, but Angie quickly took over, sucking it into her mouth and bobbing her head back and forth on it while stroking the base of his shaft. As Michelle watched, Steve’s face became a grimace that almost looked to her as if he were in pain, then he cried out, releasing his breath at the same time his cum was ejected into Angie’s mouth. Angie murmured approvingly as the first shot filled her mouth, then she swallowed and pulled it from her lips, stroking his still erupting cock and shooting gobs of hot cum all over her tits. Steve moaned and sighed until he finally stopped ejaculating. With a quick glance to the wide-eyed Michelle, Angie took his quivering meat back into her mouth and sucked it clean. Steve inhaled sharply through his teeth, his body jerking as her tongue moved over his still sensitive dick.

Michelle watched as Steve’s cum shot from his cock and splattered on Angie’s chest. She was stunned when Angie took his still oozing dick back into her mouth and sucked the remaining semen from it. She tried to imagine what it tasted like; what the thick substance would feel like as it slid down her throat. Angie seemed to like it. She was licking her lips and smiling up at Steve, still caressing his shrinking cock.

Angie turned to her, still licking her lips. She scooped a gob of the sticky white goo from one of her tits and popped the finger into her mouth, licking it clean. “Want a taste?” she asked, picking up another gob of it and holding it out to her. Michelle stared at the quivering white gob and then back to Angie.

“I . . . uh . . . no,” she said, shaking her head slowly.

Angie smiled and moved her finger closer. “It isn’t so bad,” she said. “I was a little squeamish at first, too. But now I love it!” As if to reinforce her claim, she popped her finger into her mouth and sucked it clean with a look on her face like she had just sampled gourmet chocolate. “Mmmm,” she said, smiling and smacking her lips, “Delicious!”

Michelle looked at the gobs of cum on her tits, some of it starting to run down them in long streams, then looked back up to meet her eyes. Cautiously, she reached out and touched a finger to one of the drops, then moved it slowly toward her tongue. With her eyes still locked on Angie’s, she tentatively touched her cummy finger to her tongue. It wasn’t exactly what she would call delicious, but it wasn’t too bad. Angie smiled at her.

“Well? What do you think? Are you ready to swallow when you do your next blow-job?” Michelle’s face changed to one of horror and Angie laughed. “Relax! I’m only kidding!”

Michelle looked up at Steve, then back to Angie. “You swallowed . . . when he first . . .”

Angie nodded. “When he started to cum, yes. I like to do it, but this time I stopped so you could see what it’s like when a man cums.”

Michelle nodded, looking from the drying cum shots on Angie’s naked skin to Steve’s shrinking cock. She looked up at Steve. “How long will it stay . . . like that?” He grinned and shrugged.

“Not long with you two running around looking like that!” he exclaimed, referring to their nakedness. Angie giggled and stood up, kissing him.

“I’m going to take a quick shower. Be right back!” She bounced over into the bathroom, her tits jiggling seductively, and turned on the shower, leaving the door open. Steve looked down at Michelle and smiled. She looked a little overwhelmed, which was understandable considering the crash course in group sex she was experiencing. He sat down next to her and took her hand in his.

“How are you doing?” She gave him an exasperated look, then smiled slightly.

“Ok, I guess. It’s a little . . .” She paused, searching for the right word.

“Overwhelming?” Steve offered. She nodded, suddenly very conscious of their nakedness. They had at least been close acquaintances, if not friends, for a few years and it was a little strange to be naked with each other chatting on the couch. “I know how you must feel,” Steve said, nodding his head and looking down at his feet. “This is the first time I’ve done anything like this, too.”

Michelle looked over at the handsome boy sitting next to her. “But at least you’ve had sex before. This is all new to me!”

Steve looked into her pale blue eyes. “True, but my first time was only two days ago.” He nodded toward the bathroom. “With Angie.” Michelle seemed surprised, but relaxed a little.

“Really? But I thought you and Marie had done it last summer?” Steve looked at her, surprise evident on his face.

“Marie? Who told you that?” Marie was a girl from his home room at school. They had hooked up at a party last summer and had dated a few times after that, but he didn’t get much further with her than he had with Kristi or Michelle.

Michelle shook her head, chuckling to herself. “She made me promise not to tell anyone. Now I know why!”

“Marie said that we had sex?!” he asked, a smile forming on his lips.

Michelle nodded. “Uh-huh. She was bragging to me and Kristi how she had been the first of us to go all the way.” She looked over at him. “So it isn’t true then.” It was more of a statement than a question. Steve shook his head.

“We didn’t do anything that me and you haven’t done.” He paused, then added, “Until tonight, that is.” She smiled and squeezed his hand.

“Don’t get me wrong,” she said, looking into his eyes. “I don’t regret what we’ve done tonight, or what we may do after. I’m just a little . . . scared, I guess.” She looked over toward the bathroom where they could still hear the shower running. “I’ve had thoughts about other girls for quite a while. I just didn’t realize how strong my urges were until now.” She looked back to Steve. “Am I some kind of freak? I mean, I still like guys.” Her eyes quickly roamed over his body. “But I like being with Angie, too.”

Steve took her other hand and turned so that he was facing her directly. “You’re not a freak, Michelle. You’re a very beautiful and sexy girl with an open mind toward sexuality. I don’t think of Angie as a freak, and I don’t think of you as one either. And I promise, I won’t breathe a word of this to anyone.” She smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the lips then hugged him tight, their bare flesh pressing together. They heard the shower turn off and pulled apart as Angie came back into the room, still drying herself off. She tossed the towel on the floor and looked over at them, a querulous look on her face.

“Are you two starting without me?” she asked, placing her hands on her hips. Michelle stood up and went over to her, giving her a quick kiss.

“Nope. Steve was just helping me get over my fears.” She flashed him a dazzling smile, then said, “I think I’ll have a shower, too.” She went into the bathroom and a few seconds later, the sound of running water could be heard through the open door. Angie came around and sat next to Steve, placing her arms around his neck. The fresh scent of her clean skin filled his nostrils and he looked deep into her eyes.

“Is she ok?” she asked him, tilting her head in the direction of the bathroom.

He nodded. “Yeah, I think so. She’s just nervous, which I can relate to.” Angie kissed him and he placed his hand on the back of her head, holding her mouth to his. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, kissing her hungrily. She returned the kiss with equal passion and when they finally broke it off, his cock was beginning to return to it’s previous hardness. Angie looked down at the semi-hard member and grinned.

“It’s nice to know that can have that effect on you from just a kiss!” She looked down at herself, as if suddenly remembering she wasn’t wearing any clothes. “Oh, yeah. My outfit may have something to do with it too, right?” she added with a grin. Unlike Steve and Michelle, she seemed totally at ease being naked.

Steve grinned and cupped her breast, rubbing his finger lightly across her erect nipple. She closed her eyes and sucked in her breath. “Oh, yes!” she breathed as she released the breath. She grasped his now nearly fully grown cock and stroked it lovingly. Steve sighed his approval. “I need you inside me!” she whispered, pressing her lips to his ear. Just then, the shower stopped and they both turned to the open bathroom door, still caressing each other.

Michelle appeared at the door a couple of minutes later, her skin glowing. She held the towel around her body in a gesture of modesty. Angie continued stroking Steve’s cock and he leaned back on the couch, enjoying her loving touch. Michelle came over and sat on the other side of him, watching as Angie worked her soft hand up and down his stiff prick. He reached up and caressed Michelle’s back, threading his fingers through her long, flowing hair. She smiled at him and rested a hand on his leg. Angie looked up at the leggy brunette wrapped in the white towel and grinned.

“Feeling a little shy?” Michelle looked down at the towel and shrugged, a crooked smile on her lips.

“Maybe a little,” she admitted. Her eyes went back down to Steve’s cock. Angie knew what she was thinking.

“Would you like to watch us fuck or do you want to go first?” she asked in a casual tone. Michelle looked back up at her and Angie could read the fear and apprehension in her eyes.

“I . . . uh . . .” She looked over at Steve, who was also watching her, waiting for her reply. “I . . . think I’ll just watch, if that’s ok.” Angie nodded with a smile.

“Of course. Whatever you want,” she answered. Steve nodded his agreement. Angie turned her full attention to him, that mischievous glint in her eye. “So, how do you want me, stud?” He grinned and shrugged.

“You decide, honey. It all feels good to me!”

She glanced over at Michelle and winked. “I want you to get a good look. Why don’t we go into the bedroom?” She stood up and held out her hands to them. They both stood up and Steve led the way into his room. Michelle followed him while Angie pulled up the rear. They no sooner took two steps than she reached out and tugged on Michelle’s towel, pulling it free. Michelle spun around, grasping for it, but Angie tossed it across the room, wagging a finger at her.

“Uh-uh . . . this is a clothing-free zone!” Michelle sighed, but acquiesced. Angie took her hand and they went into the bedroom. Steve was standing next to the bed with his arms folded across his chest, and his hard cock pointing straight out in front of him. He had turned on the lamp sitting on the table next to his bed, flooding the room in it’s soft light. Michelle paused as her eyes fell on the bed, but Angie urged her forward. “Try to relax, Michelle. Remember, this is going to be fun. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Michelle attempted a smile. Angie sat on the edge of the bed and patted the soft comforter next to her. “Have a seat, honey.” Michelle sat gingerly next to her and watched as Steve moved over so he was standing before them. Angie took Michelle’s hand and kissed her softly. “Now, there are many ways to do this. We’ll start with a variation on the missionary position. That’s where the woman lies on her back and the guy lays on top of her.”

Michelle nodded. She knew what the missionary position was but was unsure what Angie had meant by ‘variation’. Angie lay back, then lifted her legs up and spread them, beckoning Steve forward. He stepped closer and she rested her legs on his forearms. His cock wavered just a few inches from her waiting pussy. Michelle watched closely, curious to see how his thick, hard cock was going to fit inside Angie’s comparatively small opening. Angie nodded and he moved forward, pressing the tip of his cock against her swollen lips. He adjusted her legs on his arms and slowly pushed his hard meat into her wet slit. She sighed as her pussy expanded, allowing him to easily slip into her tight, wet snatch.

Michelle’s eyes widened as she watched Steve’s prick push further and further into Angie’s body. She glanced up at her face, expecting a look of pain, but was surprised to see a dreamy smile instead.

“Mmmm . . .,” she murmured. “That feels so good!” Steve kept pushing until he was all the way in, then looked over at Michelle. She looked up at him, meeting his gaze, then returned her eyes back to his cock buried in Angie’s pussy. Angie squeezed her hand and smiled.

“See? Nothing to it!” Michelle managed a smile. Angie moved Michelle’s hand to her breast. “Squeeze my tits!’ she said. “Play with my nipples while he fucks me!” Michelle began kneading her firm breast as Steve pulled out and pushed back into her. Angie sighed and licked her lips. “Oh, yeah!” she moaned.

Michelle’s eyes were glued to Steve’s dick as it slid in and out of Angie’s wet snatch with seemingly effortless ease. It glistened with her juices and she could hear the squishing sounds as they moved together. She began to run her finger lightly around Angie’s areola, her fingers lightly brushing across her engorged and sensitive nipple. Angie moaned louder, closing her eyes as they each provided her with different and wonderful sensations.

Steve was starting to thrust a little harder. Because Angie had gotten him off earlier, he had more control and felt confident to really give it to her. She was loving it, encouraging him with her movements and the occasional, “Yes! Fuck me!” He looked at Michelle, who was watching with fascination as his cock pounded in and out of Angie’s drooling pussy. He began to grunt with the effort and Michelle looked up at him, her eyes wide. He managed a smile and she returned it, then looked at Angie, who was moaning almost non-stop. She was lying back against the bed, her eyes closed. Her chest was flushed crimson red and beads of sweat formed above her breasts and on her forehead. It was obvious even to the inexperienced Michelle that she wasn’t in any pain whatsoever. Just the opposite, in fact.

Suddenly, her eyes flew open and she looked up at Steve, her eyes wild with lust. “Yes! I’m gonna cum! Harder!” He increased his speed, jack-hammering his hard tool into her inflamed pussy. Her tits, slightly flattened as she lay on her back, shook and quivered with his hard thrusts. She closed her eyes again and dropped her head back on the bed, her breath coming in short gasps. “Oh, shit . . .,” she moaned, rolling her head from side to side. She was moving her body with his, thrusting up to meet his down strokes. With a loud groan, she pushed up and held her pussy tight to his groin, then her body froze. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her face was distorted into a mask of intense pleasure.

Steve tried to keep moving, but her pussy clamped down hard on his cock, making it nearly impossible. Her rippling vaginal muscles milked his dick and he struggled to keep control while she climaxed and released with a loud cry. Her body jerked and writhed as she came hard, twisting so much that he had to move quickly to remain inside her. When her convulsions finally eased, she lay panting, trying to catch her breath while her body occasionally twitched with several aftershocks.

Steve felt her pussy relax its grip on his cock and he took the opportunity to pull back a little, then push back in. Angie yelped and wrapped her legs around his back, holding him inside her. She looked up at him through glassy eyes and managed a smile. “H . . . hold still!” she gasped. “I’m still . . . a little . . . sensitive!” He chuckled and glanced over at Michelle. She was staring at them both, her mouth open in wonder at the scene that she’d just witnessed. Angie turned her head to look at the astonished brunette and took her hand. “See? N. . . nothing to it!” she gasped, smiling at her.

Michelle looked at her, then quickly closed her mouth and shook her head. She was smiling but had a look of utter disbelief on her pretty face. “That was . . . amazing!” she exclaimed, looking from one to the other.

Angie grinned up at Steve and winked. “You’re telling me!” He laughed and she slowly released him, unfolding her legs. He moved back and his hard dick slid from her sopping pussy with a slurping sound. Angie sucked in a deep breath, then lowered her legs to the floor and sat up slowly, leaning back on her arms. She looked at Steve’s rock-hard cock, then over to Michelle. “Your turn, if you’re ready!”

Michelle’s smile faded. She was still scared, but Angie’s intense orgasm made her even more curious to see what it was like. It sure looked like something she needed to experience! She gathered up her courage, took a deep breath, and nodded.

Chapter 22

“O . . . ok,” she said quietly, looking up at Steve. “Promise to be gentle with me?” He smiled and nodded, reaching out to stroke her cheek.

“Of course, Michelle. Any time you want me to stop, just say the word.” That seemed to reassure her a little and Angie leaned toward her, touching her arm.

“We want this to be enjoyable for you, baby.” Her warm smile further reassured her. She looked up at Steve.

“Where do you want me?” Angie took her hand and kissed her softly.

“Just lie back and try to relax,” Angie replied and gently pushed her back onto the bed. Her hair spread out behind her head and she had a look of cautious apprehension on her face. Angie lay down next to her and began to lovingly caress her breasts. They kissed and she felt some more of her fear melt away. Just being this close to Angie made her feel safe. And, despite her fears, she trusted Steve. Angie kissed her softly, her lips lingering for a second, then eased back and looked up at Steve, who was standing at Michelle’s feet, his hard cock in his hand.

Michelle followed her gaze and took a deep breath, once more trying to imagine how it would feel to have that long, hard cock inside her. She still wasn’t completely convinced that it would fit, despite watching Steve bring Angie to a massive orgasm only a few moments earlier.

With a reassuring smile, Steve bent down and pushed her knees apart, then knelt between them. He leaned in and inhaled the musky aroma of her sex, then gently rubbed a finger along her dewy slit. She gasped and lay back, closing her eyes as his finger probed the folds of her labia. When he touched her erect clit, she felt an electric charge go through her body and inhaled deeply. It was the first time a man had touched her there and it felt distinctly different than when Angie had done it.

Encouraged by her reaction to his touch, Steve lowered his head and blew softly across her damp lips. She shivered at the sensation and placed her hand over Angie’s as she caressed her tits, pressing it down harder. Then he licked her and she let out a small cry. Angie leaned in and took one of her nipples between her lips while still teasing the other one with her fingers. Steve continued to lick and suck on her juicy twat while Angie worked on her tits. Michelle was lost in a whirlwind of feelings which seemed to grow exponentially the longer they both kept up their oral attentions.

She was becoming more and more aroused by the second and knew she was gong to cum again very soon. Then Steve’s tongue stopped its delicious lapping and she opened her eyes to see him watching her from between her legs. He smiled and gave her a kiss on her clit, which sent shivers through her over-stimulated young body.

“I think you’re ready. Are you still sure you want to do this?” he asked. Angie lifted her head from Michelle’s tits and slipped a finger along her dripping snatch. Michelle sucked in her breath and nodded. Angie brought her finger up to her face and sniffed it, then held it out to Michelle’s lips.

“Oh, yeah. You’re as ready as you’ll ever be. Want a taste?” she said, grinning. Michelle looked at her wet finger for only a split second before pulling it to her lips and sucking it into her mouth. She was so turned on right now she would have licked someone’s asshole if they asked her to. She was surprised at how different she tasted than Angie. She sucked the finger clean and lay back, giving in completely to their control. Angie looked up at Steve and nodded.

Steve stood up and leaned over Michelle, his hands on the bed on either side of her. The tip of his cock touched her wet pussy and he slid it along her slit. It was so soft, yet firm. It felt wonderful and she moaned, moving her hips so that it rubbed her more. He kept this up for a moment, letting her get used to the feel of a cock on her pussy. She sighed and moved faster against it, feeling the start of an orgasm somewhere deep in her womb. But Steve pulled it away. When she opened her eyes, he pushed it back against her labia, this time with more pressure. He held it against her opening, not allowing it to slip up or down. Michelle held her breath, realizing that the time had come. She gripped the sheets in her hands, watching his eyes intently.

“Just try to relax,” Angie repeated, stroking her cheek. “It’ll be fine, you’ll see.” Michelle vaguely heard her words; her attention was focused on Steve right now. He began to apply more pressure and at first it seemed like she had been right and it wasn’t going to fit. Then she felt the strangest sensation as her vagina began to spread, stretching wider so that the thick head of his cock was starting to go into her! She felt it slowly sliding into her, the smooth flesh rubbing quite pleasurably along her sensitive pussy walls. There was no pain, but it seemed to her like it should hurt. Her body couldn’t possibly stretch that much without pain! Could it?

She felt Angie’s soft hands on her tits once again. “That’s it, baby!” she was saying. “You’re doing fine!” As more and more of the thick invader was pushed into her, she started to feel a slight pain, almost like a pinch, from somewhere deeper in her stretched pussy. The further he went, the stronger it became until she was gripping the sheets so tight her knuckles were turning white and she was gritting her teeth against the pain.

“S . . . starting to . . . hurt!” she gasped through clenched teeth. Angie stroked her hair and kissed her forehead.

“I know, sweetie. But not for long.”

Suddenly her discomfort went from a biting sting to searing pain as Steve’s cock came up against the thin membrane of her barrier. “Ow! Oh, shit! That really hurts!” she said, looking up at him with wild eyes. She looked down between their bodies and could see that only an inch or two was inside her. If it hurt this much with only that much in, there was no way she could take it all! Angie’s face was instantly next to hers.

“Sshhh . . . it’s all right, Michelle. It will only hurt for a bit,” she said softly. Michelle wanted to believe her, but it hurt so bad! Steve had eased up, not going any further until he got the ok from Michelle. She turned to look into Angie’s eyes. They were gentle and caring, and she had a warm, comforting smile. “Once you get past this, it won’t ever hurt again. And it’s well worth it, believe me!” Michelle studied her face, but could read no deception in her eyes. She took several deep breaths, then nodded.

“O . . . ok. Let’s do it,” she said, closing her eyes and bracing herself for the coming pain. Angie kissed her forehead again, then looked up at Steve and nodded. He leaned back down and once more started pushing. Michelle grit her teeth, but forced herself not to cry out. Her vagina burned as the thick head tore through her hymen and continued into the depths of her virgin pussy.

Her body felt like it was being wrenched in half as the thick shaft was plunged into her. There was no pleasure like she had seen when Angie and Steve had fucked. Only hot, burning pain and the feeling of being invaded by some kind of thick probe. Finally, she felt their pubic bones touch and the pain calmed to a steady throb. Steve didn’t move his cock and she could feel his hot breath on her face as he fought to keep from cumming in her tight hole. Her vagina squeezed and retracted involuntarily, as if trying to push the invading object back out and it was making it very difficult for him to maintain control. She felt Angie’s cool hand on her forehead and opened her eyes. Steve’s face was only inches from hers and he was breathing with short, shallow breaths, his eyes closed. She looked over at Angie, who smiled back at her.

“The worst is over, Michelle. It only gets better from now on,” she said, stroking her long hair. Michelle wasn’t sure about that. She wanted to believe her, but it still hurt. A lot. Steve opened his eyes and tried to force a smile. It almost seemed to her like he was sharing her pain, and she suddenly felt very close to him. Not just physically. It was as if they were somehow spiritually joined as well. She pulled his face closer and kissed him on the lips, then forced a weak smile.

“I’m ok, Steve,” she said, trying to reassure him, and maybe herself as well. Looking back later, it would seem odd to her that she was more concerned about his well being than her own. He nodded and returned her kiss.

“Ready to continue?” She hesitated a second, then nodded, her eyes pleading. As if reading her thoughts, he said, “I’ll go slow. Just speak up if you want me to stop.” Angie kissed her cheek, then kissed Steve, before moving back so they could go on.

Slowly, he began to retract his cock from her tortured pussy. She winced as it began to move back over the tender spot where her hymen had been, but didn’t cry out. One tear spilled from her eye and rolled down her cheek, but she didn’t ask him to stop. When only the head was still inside her, he stopped and began to push back in. Once again, the pain flared up, and once again she took it without a word. After a few more times, she noticed the pain wasn’t as severe and relaxed a little. This made it easier for both of them. From that point on, the pain lessened dramatically, although it never quite went away completely.

After a few more minutes of slow, gentle fucking, Steve found that he could move in and out of her tight pussy fairly easily. She was well lubed from his oral attention and now that she wasn’t as tense, her vagina had relaxed somewhat. But she was still incredibly tight and with his limited sexual experience, he knew he wasn’t going to last long. Hell, if he hadn’t gotten off earlier, he would have blown his load before he was even halfway in! After a few more strokes, he felt the constant tingle in his balls become more urgent and he knew that there would be no stopping it this time.

“Oh, shit! I’m gonna cum!’ he cried through clenched teeth.

“Pull out!” Angie cried. “We don’t want her to get pregnant!” He pulled his throbbing dick from her as fast as he dared. He barely made it. Just as he pulled free and stood up, he groaned loudly and shot a thick stream of hot, white cum across Michelle’s stomach and tits, stopping just short of her face. All of his muscles were tensed as he gripped his spurting shaft and jerked it, shooting another long stream onto her body. This was followed by two or three smaller eruptions before he relaxed with a long sigh. Angie looked over at Michelle, who was covered with his fresh semen, and grinned.

“Wow! He got you real good!” She looked up at Steve, who was moving over so he could lay down on the bed. The exertion had left his legs feeling like rubber and he needed to lie down before they gave out completely. He flopped down beside Michelle, breathing deeply.

“S . . . sorry, Michelle,” he gasped, turning to her. “I . . . forgot to ask . . . if you were on the pill!”

She looked at her cum splattered body, touching a bit of it gingerly, then turned her head to look at him. “I am, actually,” she replied. “But thanks for thinking about it.” He looked at her curiously and she added, “It was Mom’s idea. ‘Better safe than sorry,’ she said when we went to the doctor.” Steve nodded, understandingly. Michelle was a very attractive girl and he could see how a mother might worry.

“You could use another shower,” Angie said, swiping a gob of cum from her tits and sucking it from her finger. “So, how was it?” she asked expectantly, settling back down next to her.

Michelle thought for moment. Once the pain had eased, it was actually ok. But she hadn’t experienced any of the euphoric sensations Angie had. “It was ok,” she said. “At first, it hurt. Really bad. Then it got a little better and the more we did it, the less pain I felt.”

Angie studied her face. “I sense a ‘but’ coming.”

Michelle pursed her lips and cocked her head. “But, I didn’t get off like you did. I wasn’t even close to . . . cumming.” Angie chuckled and put a hand on her shoulder.

“I didn’t think you would. Most girls don’t cum their first time. I know it took me a few times before I did, but everyone’s different.” She chewed on her lower lip and grinned conspiratorially. “But once you do, . . . wow! It’s beyond words!” Michelle absorbed this silently. It was true that she was a little disappointed that she hadn’t cum, but she was still glad she did it. She would certainly never forget her first time!

Angie went to the bathroom and returned with a washcloth and a towel. She carefully and thoroughly cleaned all the cum from Michelle’s body. They stood and embraced while Steve pulled back the covers. Then he joined them in their embrace before leading them back to the bed. They all snuggled in close, the heat from their naked flesh warm and comforting in the coolness of the basement. They all kissed once more, then settled in to sleep. Angie and Steve soon drifted off, but Michelle was restless. She kept reliving the night’s events, finding it hard to believe she had experienced so many firsts in one night.

She lay her head on Steve’s arm and placed a hand on his bare chest, watching as it rose and fell. Angie was on the other side of him, her head on his shoulder and a few strands of her long blonde hair were splayed across his chest and abdomen. She gazed into Angie’s angelic face and wondered what the future held for her. She finally drifted off, thinking about sex and love and intimacy, and if it really mattered if you found love with a man or a woman. As long as you were happy, what else mattered? And for now, at this very moment, she realized that she was happy.


the end . . . for now.

mcholdrguy
01-06-2007, 03:51 AM
Wow!! That is a great not-so-short story! I usually don't have the patience to read a tale that long....but you had 'goodies' imbedded all thru it!

dealwithit
01-07-2007, 02:07 PM
Really good story...but I moved it here where it belongs...sorry for the inconveinience.

Satans2006
01-13-2007, 10:50 PM
Damn you do great work. please make a second edition to this it would really kick ass.

av8r_too
01-14-2007, 03:26 AM
That was fantastic. Long but still fantastic. Would love to read a continuation of this one. Wow!

tanbuns
01-15-2007, 10:16 AM
I loved it!! Excellent story and I hope there is more.

Suthernlady
03-06-2007, 12:09 AM
I am just partially through this...but have to get some sleep...will continue tomorrow....however let me say now...BJ....you do good work. I do love your way of telling a story!

freedom37803
03-06-2007, 02:18 AM
Great stuff...lol...long but good!

BJ Cortland
03-06-2007, 03:03 PM
Thanks, everyone. If you want to read more, I was so inundated by requests for more chapters on the story side that I've written a few more chapters and posted them there. I'm still working on it (trying to find a way to wrap it up! lol). This is the last time I'll agree to write more to a story I considered finished!

BJ Cortland
03-06-2007, 04:44 PM
Ah, what the hell. Here are the next two parts. Enjoy!

Chapter 23

Steve awoke, opening his eyes slowly to see Angie’s naked body sprawled out next to him on the bed, the sheets entwined in her slender legs. He turned his head slowly to the other side and smiled as he took in Michelle’s equally naked body. She was still asleep, as was Angie, and he took a few moments to admire their sleeping forms before carefully extricating himself from the sheets to answer the call of nature.

Michelle stirred as Steve got up, but remained in the same position. She was still trying to focus her sleepy mind on what had taken place that led her to wake up naked in bed with two other people. She listened until she heard the bathroom door close, then slowly turned her head toward Angie.

Angie had awoken as well and her blue eyes smiled back at Michelle from under her very messy blonde hair.

"Good morning," Angie whispered, rolling onto her side to face her. She reached over and pushed a stray lock of hair from Michelle’s face, all the while keeping her soft eyes locked on hers.

"Hi," Michelle whispered back, closing her eyes as Angie’s soft fingers traced over her face.

"How are you feeling?"

Michelle stretched, her long legs reaching the bottom of the mattress. "Ok, I guess. I’m a little sore," she replied, wincing. They heard the shower start up.

Angie leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "I know. You’ll feel better by tomorrow." She looked deep into Michelle’s eyes, then they both embraced and kissed deeply, their bodies becoming entwined together.

When they finally moved apart, Michelle lay back and stared up at the tiny holes in the ceiling tiles over Steve’s bed. "So where do we go from here?" she asked, keeping her eyes fixed on the ceiling.

Angie reached over and gently cupped her large breast, kneading it softly. "What do you mean?"

Michelle turned her head, giving her a ‘you-know-what-I-mean’ look. "I mean, us - you, me, and Steve. Are we a couple? Or a triple, I suppose you’d call it. I’m just wondering what happens next."

Angie looked up at her, but continued fondling her soft breasts. "What do you want to happen?"

Michelle sighed. "C’mon, Angie. Just answer the question." She sat up and leaned her head on the palm of her hand, resting her elbow on the pillow. "Steve is your boyfriend. I just want to know where I fit in."

Angie met her gaze, then shrugged. "You fit in with both of us. Why do we have to be tied down to one person? You can see Steve whenever you want. Or me, or we can all get together."

Michelle thought about that for a moment. "Do you really think that will work?"

Angie shrugged again and grinned. "Who knows? But think of all the fun we’ll have finding out!"

Michelle just stared at her for a minute, then grinned and they both began to giggle as the shower stopped. When Steve came in a few minutes later, they were lying on the bed holding each other, kissing, whispering, and giggling.

"What’s up?" he asked. They both turned to him and he was once again struck with how beautiful they were and how lucky he was to have not one, but two incredibly sexy girlfriends. He felt his cock harden at the sight of their naked bodies and the towel he had wrapped around his waist began to move outward, creating a not too subtle tent. Both girls immediately picked up on it and Angie sat up. She grabbed the towel and pulled him closer before flipping it free to reveal his now raging hard-on.

"Hmm . . . I’d say you are!" she exclaimed as her hand went to his hard shaft. She began to stroke it and smiled up at him, her blue eyes both mischievous and sultry at the same time. As she moved her mouth to the tip, Michelle climbed over and stood up next to Steve, embracing him and planting a long, wet kiss on his mouth. She pulled away as Angie began to suck and lick his throbbing meat.

"I need to use the bathroom," she whispered, then disappeared out the door.

Steve watched her naked ass over his shoulder for a second before Angie once again had his full attention as she slurped noisily on him. He rested his hand on her bobbing head, gently fucking her hot little mouth. Michelle soon returned and Angie released his drooling cock.

"My turn," she said as she got up. She nodded toward the wet cock. "Why don’t you take over? I’ve got him all warmed up."

Without a second’s hesitation, Michelle sat down on the edge of the bed where Angie had been and slipped her mouth over his hard shaft, resuming Angie’s blowjob. Angie gave him a wet, lingering kiss, then ran off to the bathroom. Michelle made up for her lack of experience by attacking his cock with vigor. She sucked so hard her cheeks dimpled inward and left Steve moaning as her head moved back and forth, her long hair swinging and covering her face.

He knew he was getting close and when Angie returned his breath was coming in short gasps as he struggled to keep from blowing his load into the nude brunette’s hot mouth. Angie took a seat next to her and watched Steve’s face twist and contort as he continued to fight the inevitable. She reached down and cupped his swollen balls, moving her soft, cool hands over the sensitive skin as if coaxing the cum from them, all the while watching his face. When she saw the evidence that he was about to blow, she leaned in closer to Michelle.

"Here it comes, baby!" she whispered in an excited voice. "Remember to share!"

Michelle pulled her mouth from the engorged shaft and began to rapidly stroke it. "C’mon, baby! Cum for me!" As both girls moved their faces to within inches of his throbbing cock, Steve couldn’t hold out any longer. He felt his balls contract and his cock swelled as he unleashed the first string of hot, sticky semen onto Michelle’s face, striking her cheek and landing some inside her open mouth. Angie quickly moved into position and was rewarded with an equally strong eruption, catching most of it in her mouth. They continued to jerk him off, shooting his warm seed all over their faces and tits until he was spent and collapsed to the bed beside them, panting deeply.

Angie and Michelle immediately began to kiss and lick the cum from one another, seeming to thoroughly enjoy cleaning each other off. Steve watched this incredibly erotic scene and wished he was hard again so that he could fuck each of them to a screaming orgasm. Unfortunately, he wasn’t going to be in any position to do that for a few minutes. Even at his young age, a guy needs a little time to recover. He lay back and watched, once again reminding himself how lucky he was.

When they tired of licking each other, the girls stood up and turned to Steve, holding hands. "We’re going to take a shower," Angie said, picking up a gob of cum from under her left tit. Michelle grabbed her hand and stuck her finger in her mouth, cleaning the cum from it with a smack of her luscious lips. Then they both walked out, leaving him limp and naked on the bed. He just lay there as the water started, basking in the afterglow of the incredible two-girl blowjob.

Half an hour later they were all dressed and sitting down to eat some quickly scrambled eggs and toast in the kitchen. The phone rang and Steve got up to get it. It was his mother saying that they would be back shortly after lunch. Angie’s mother wanted to talk to her so he passed her the phone and rejoined Michelle at the table.

"Hi, Mom," Angie said, then listened for a few seconds. "Oh, that soon . . . no, no, I understand . . . ok . . . I will . . . bye." She hung up the phone and returned to the table, a sullen look on her face.

"What’s wrong?" Michelle asked, swallowing a mouthful of food. Steve was about to ask the same question. Fears of the job falling through flashed through his mind.

"I have to go back to Williamstown today. Dad has to resign from his job and we have to start packing." She scooped up a forkfull of eggs, then dropped it onto her plate. "Shit! Just when things were getting fun!"

Michelle reached across the table and took her hand. "When will you be back?" Steve was so relieved that the job situation hadn’t changed that she beat him to it again.

"I’m not sure. A week . . . maybe two. Maybe longer." She shrugged and looked from Michelle to Steve, her face morose. "However long it is, it’s going to feel like it’s a lot longer!" Michelle squeezed her hand and gave her a reassuring smile. Steve took the other one.

"It’ll be ok," he said. "When you get back, we’ll be together all the time. We can handle a week or two apart."

Angie’s face was still sullen, but she managed a feeble smile. "Yeah, I guess," she said. Michelle dabbed at her mouth with her napkin.

"I have to get going. I promised Mom I’d be home in time to do the laundry before lunch."

They all stood up and walked with her to the door. Angie embraced her and gave her a long, wet kiss. Then they hugged each other tightly for a long time before letting go.

"I’ll see you soon, sweetie," Angie whispered, caressing her cheek. Michelle nodded and turned to Steve. They also kissed, but without the same feeling of a long separation. They released each other and Michelle gave Angie one last kiss before opening the door and going out.

Angie watched the door for a long moment. Steve was going over to start collecting the dirty dishes when she spoke.

"Make love to me, Steve. Right now." She turned to him, her eyes pleading. He stopped part way to the sink and turned to her.

"Right now? But Mom and Dad are . . ."

"I don’t care," she interrupted. "I need this. I need something special to remember you by. Not just a blowjob."

As if sensing her urgency, he dropped the dirty dishes into the sink and went over to her. He took her small body into his arms and kissed her hard, passionately. Their tongues pushed deep into the other’s throat, probing and caressing. They pulled apart and went downstairs hand in hand. In Steve’s room, they began to kiss again while their hands began frantically undressing each other. By the time they had stripped down to their underwear, they were practically tearing their clothes off.

Once naked, they embraced, clinging tightly to one another as they fell to the bed, their mouths once more locked in a passionate kiss. There was foreplay. Soft, gentle foreplay. Steve’s lips moved sensuously across her skin, his tongue teasing her hard nipples. Angie sighed and moaned when he slipped a finger between her legs and started a slow caress of her engorged lips. Despite the fact that their parents would be home in as little as two hours, they wanted this to be special; unrushed. He moved lower, his lips leaving trails of kisses across her breasts and down her stomach to her mons. He paused there and looked up into her face. She looked back down at him and he could physically feel the love and desire emanating from her beautiful blue eyes. He paused, drinking her in, then moved lower, softly kissing and licking her excited pussy; not just performing oral sex on her, but making love to her with his mouth.

Angie sighed and arched her back as Steve began his tender assault on her. It felt wonderful. There was no urgency to incite an orgasm, just the gentle touch of his warm mouth on her sensitive skin and the incredible sensations he was creating. His tongue slipped between her swollen lips and tenderly caressed the soft pink walls of her tunnel, causing her to gasp and moan as her hips once again moved upward to meet him.

His mouth continued it’s slow, methodic stroking until she had reached the very edges of orgasm. This time, it wasn’t just him touching the right spots; it was how he was touching the right spots. It felt different; more complete. She gently pulled his head from her dripping pussy and smiled down at him.

"I need you inside me, Steve. Please?"

He moved up between her legs until his face hovered over hers. She could smell herself on his breath and pulled his face to hers, kissing him deeply. As their tongues danced together, she felt his hardness pressing on her slit and moved her legs wider apart, then wrapped them around his waist and pulled him to her, forcing his hard cock into her warm tunnel. She moaned into his mouth as he slowly penetrated her as if for the first time, it was so exquisite. She broke off their kiss and buried her face in his shoulder until he was completely inside her.

"Oh my god! You feel incredible, baby!" she whispered. He began to move, slowly. He wanted to feel every part of her tight warmth. Angie moaned softly and moved to match his rhythm. They kissed again as their bodies moved together, each thrust bringing them closer together. Angie had never felt so close to anyone in her life. It was like the physical connection linked their souls and they became one person. She could almost sense his thoughts as they continued their sensual dance, their pleasure growing more and more with each passing second.

They kept this up for almost a half an hour, although time had lost all meaning to them. Their orgasm was no longer the reason for their coupling, but was merely a result of it. It had become so much more than just an act of sex. For the first time in both of their young lives, they were making love. And deep in their hearts, they both knew it.

Although orgasmic release was no longer the ultimate goal, it was nonetheless inevitable and they both began to move faster as they sensed it’s impending arrival. Steve was panting and thrusting deep into Angie’s wetness while she hung onto his neck and thrust upward, meeting his downward strokes.

"Oh, yeah!" he breathed as he felt the familiar tingle start. But this time, there was no sudden surge. The feeling began as usual, but built slower, stronger, as if feeding on itself. He felt a numbing sensation in his extremities as he built closer and closer to his impending release.

Angie was experiencing a similar sensation. Her entire body was tingling, almost buzzing. She felt Steve’s cock ramming in and out of her, increasing the sensation seemingly tenfold. She gripped him tighter, holding his sweating body tight to hers. He began to grunt and moan, then buried his head in her shoulder as she felt him explode inside her like he never had before. His seed erupted against her sensitive vaginal walls, triggering her own orgasm. She locked her ankles behind his back and squeezed him all the way into her spasming pussy, milking every drop of his precious semen from his swollen penis. Bright lights exploded like a thousand fireworks behind her closed eyelids and her entire body quivered with Steve’s under their powerful simultaneous orgasms.

After what seemed like hours, the climax eased and their rigid bodies began to relax. Angie kept her legs wrapped around his body, not wanting him to pull out. When he showed no signs of doing so, she relaxed her grip and gently caressed his damp hair while their mixed fluids slowly seeped from her dripping pussy.

"I love you, Steve," she whispered into his ear, then kissed his cheek softly. He lifted his head and gazed down into her beautiful face.

"I love you, too, Angie," he said, then kissed her hungrily, but tenderly. She returned his kiss, once again tightening her leg-lock. When they finally broke off the kiss, Angie smiled up at him.

"I’ve never told anyone that before, you know."

He returned her smile and kissed her forehead. "Neither have I, honey. But I have no doubts." He looked directly into her warm blue eyes. "I do love you."

Angie hugged him, pulling him back down to her. "I know, baby. I know."

They remained in their embrace for a long time. Steve felt his cock start to grow hard again while still trapped inside Angie’s sopping pussy. She must have felt it, too because she squeezed him with her legs again. "Oh, yeah, lover! Do me again!"

Steve glanced at the clock. It was after eleven am. "Our parents will be home soon," he cautioned, although he had no intentions of denying her request.

"I don’t care if they walk in on us!" Angie gasped as he started to move again. Steve wasn’t sure he wanted that to happen, but they still had a little time left. He began to move slowly, trying to replicate their earlier love-making. But Angie had other plans. "Just fuck me!" she cried, thrusting her hips upward. Always eager to please, Steve began to pound harder until their bodies were slapping together. Slurping and squishing sounds accompanied the slapping as their mixed cum was forced in and out of Angie’s dripping twat.

She came almost immediately, but Steve had a way to go before he did. He continued to hammer away at her small body as she came over and over, her cries muffled by their frantic kisses and her mouth on his shoulder when she came. Finally, Steve felt himself getting closer and began to pant.

"Oh, yeah, baby! Cum for me! Cum for me!!" Angie gasped, caught on the verge of yet another orgasm.

With a loud groan, Steve deposited another load of thick, hot cream into her already sloppy pussy. Angie moaned again as another orgasm washed through her exhausted body. Steve finally finished cumming and collapsed onto her, both of their bodies slick with sweat.

They lay like that for several minutes, each trying to catch their breath. Finally, Steve rolled off of her, their sticky cum leaving long strings across Angie’s thighs to his limp, wet cock. She regretted no longer having him inside her, but also knew that their time was limited and that she still had to pack. And they both now needed another shower before their parents arrived.

Angie pushed herself to a sitting position. Her body still tingled and her messy pussy was numb from their intense fuck.

"C’mon, stud. You can help clean up this mess you made," she said as she stood up and reached for his hand. She could feel the cum start to run down her inner thigh as she helped him up. Steve noticed the considerable wet spot on the sheets.

"What about the sheets?" he asked as she pulled him toward the bathroom.

"You’ll have to sleep with them tonight," she replied. "There’s no time to dry them and if your mother sees them in the washer, she’ll put two and two together." They reached the bathroom and got into the shower. They washed quickly as their sexual needs were currently sated and there was no playing in the shower, although the sight of Angie’s wet, naked body was having a definite effect on Steve. They dried off and got dressed. Angie packed while Steve made up his bed and sprayed the sheets and room with air freshener to cover up the strong scent of sex. It probably wouldn’t fool his mother for a second, but at least he made the effort.

He finished up and went into Angie’s room to help her finish packing. She was about done and a few minutes later he carried her suitcases upstairs. They began cleaning up the kitchen and were just putting the dishes away when they heard car doors closing. A moment later, their mothers walked in together, chatting about where the Delaney’s should buy a house. Angie and Steve stopped what they were doing and leaned against the counter as they came up the steps into the kitchen.

"Hi, there!" Karen said, eyeing them suspiciously. Steve pretended not to notice his mother’s accusing stare and went over to help out with the luggage. He met his father and Mark at the back of the car, where they were transferring the Delaney’s luggage into their mini-van.

"Hey, Steve," his father said, passing him a suitcase. "How was your night?"

"All right," he replied, trying not to look at Angie’s father. If he knew what he had done with his only daughter, he’d probably want to kill him! He carried the suitcase into the house and accepted one of Angie’s from her mother to take out to the van. He passed it to her father, once again avoiding his eyes.

Fifteen minutes later, the luggage was all loaded into the van and everyone stood in the driveway saying goodbye. Steve and Angie resisted their impulse to hold each other, not wanting to reveal their relationship until the Delaney’s were moved in. They had said goodbye earlier, anyway. They stood just out of earshot of their parents. Angie moved closer.

"I told Michelle that this was an open relationship," she said, glancing toward their parents. "If you two want to get together while I’m gone, that’s ok with me."

"Angie, I don’t . . ." Steve began, but she cut him off, once again stealing a cautious look over her shoulder.

"I really don’t mind. Look, what we did today was wonderful! Beautiful! And I truly do love you. But I have no intentions of giving up what we have with Michelle!" Steve stared at her, unable to believe what she was saying! "Actually," she continued with a wink and a grin, "I have something different in mind when I get back, so be prepared!"

With that, she turned and ran over to the van, sliding into the back seat. Cathy and Mark waved a final goodbye to Steve’s parents, then got in and backed out onto the street. Steve’s last glimpse of Angie was her blonde hair through the tinted glass of the side door as they sped away, horn honking.

Chapter 24

Michelle folded the last piece of laundry and picked up the basket to carry down the hall to her room. She had gone through her chores almost in a daze, still thinking about the wild sex the night before. She was still tender and tried not to limp in front of her mother. What had made her consent to the threesome, she wondered? Was she really gay, or bi-sexual? She didn’t really regret doing it, although if it ever got out she would be too embarrassed to ever show her face again. It was all so damn confusing!

Then there was Steve. She was definitely attracted to him. But he and Angie were together. True, Angie had told her that she was an equal partner in the relationship and that she was free to do whatever with Steve whenever they wanted, but it was still a little . . . odd. How long could this go on before someone got jealous? She sighed as she dropped the basket of clothes and began putting them away. This was going to require some more thought. Just then she heard the phone ring and her mother’s voice from down in the basement.

"Michelle! Phone!"

She went out into the kitchen and picked it up. "Got it, Mom!" she called downstairs as she covered the mouthpiece with her hand. There was a click as her mother hung up the extension. "Hello?"

"Hi, Michelle." It was Kristi. They hadn’t spoken since Kristi and Jake had left the creek yesterday.

"Oh, hi, Kristi. What’s up?"

Kristi sighed. Michelle could almost picture the bored expression on her face. "I was thinking about going to the creek. Jake just called and said Steve and Artie would probably be there." Her voice turned a little cooler. "I guess that means Angie, too."

"Uh-uh. She went home. Won’t be back for a week or two."

"Oh, ok." Her mood seemed to brighten a little. "So, do you wanna go?"

Michelle thought for a moment. There was nothing else to do. It was another hot day, and Steve would be there. "Sure. I’ll meet you at the park in say . . . half an hour?"

Kristi agreed to the meeting and Michelle hung up the phone with a promise not to be late. She went to her room and pulled her one-piece swim suit from the closet. She held it up, reconsidered, then put it away, instead selecting the light blue bikini she bought but was always to afraid to wear. Until now. If she could participate in a threesome, she could damn well wear a bikini! She undressed and slipped the tight bottom on, then squeezed her tits into the top. She studied herself in the mirror and smiled to herself. She was one hot babe! Digging through her closet, she selected a pair of loose khaki shorts and a t-shirt and slipped them on, then shoved a towel and sunscreen into her backpack. In the kitchen, she grabbed three bottles of water, picked up her sunglasses from the counter, and with a shout to her mother about where she was going, left to meet Kristi.

Michelle rounded the corner on her mountain bike and saw Kristi waiting on the bleachers in the park. When she saw Michelle, she got on her bike and pedaled out to meet her. Aside from a greeting and a couple of comments about the weather, they rode all the way in silence. It appeared Kristi still hadn’t completely forgiven her for being friendly with Angie. She grinned to herself. If she only knew how friendly!

The rolled down the rough path to the clearing and could already hear shouts and splashes as someone landed in the water. Probably Jake. Sure enough, as they came into the grassy clearing, Jake was climbing from the creek, water dripping from his slender, but well toned body. They got off of their bikes as Artie turned to watch them approach. Kristi always complained that he was ogling them and that he was some kind of sick pervert, but Michelle didn’t think he was like that. Sure, she had noticed him checking her out from time to time, but no more than any other guy. And he was actually kind of cute, in a shy, nerdy way. He was basically just a shy kid trying to fit in.

"Hey! You made it!" Jake yelled out, waving them over. Kristi’s face lit up into a broad smile when she saw him and ran over to where he was standing. Michelle was surprised when she hugged him and planted a lingering kiss on his lips. Were they going out? This was new!

Artie waved at Michelle. "Hey Michelle! Come on over. We were just about to smoke one!"

Michelle waved back at him and leaned her bike against a tree. She shouldered her backpack and went over to where the others were. Jake had his arm around Kristi and she was laughing at something he said.

"So, what’s this?" Michelle asked as she came up to them, indicating Jake and Kristi’s intimate pose.

"Oh, yeah! I meant to tell you!" Kristi said. "Jake and I are dating. We went out last night!" She moved closer to Michelle and whispered, "I’ll tell you all about it later!"

Michelle nodded, then dropped her backpack as Artie passed a joint to her. She took a long toke, then passed it to Kristi. They quickly finished it, then Jake and Kristi wandered off to be alone on the other side of the clearing, leaving Michelle alone with Artie. He looked around nervously, as if trying to come up with something to say. Michelle decided to help him out by starting a conversation.

"So, you went to Arizona for vacation, huh?" she asked as she reached into her backpack and pulled out her towel.

"Yeah," he replied as he watched her spread it out on the grass. She knew he was watching her body, but didn’t really mind. It was kind of flattering. "To the Grand Canyon."

Michelle stood up and began to lift her t-shirt over her head. She could feel Artie’s eyes on her as she slipped it over her head, but pretended not to notice as she tossed it to the grass, shook her long hair out, then began unfastening her shorts. She glanced up at Artie as she removed them and saw him avert his gaze.

"I’ve always wanted to see that," she replied, dropping her shorts to the grass. She kicked them aside, grinned, and struck a sexy pose. "Like my new bikini?"

Artie glanced over at her and looked away quickly. "Y . . . yeah. It’s nice."

"It’s ok to look, Artie. I don’t mind," she said with a friendly smile.

He looked over at her again and managed to smile. "It . . . looks really nice on you," he said.

She smiled wider. "Thanks!" She took a seat on her towel and looked over to where Jake and Kristi had moved to. "I guess they want to be alone," she said, turning back to Artie, who was still standing in the same place fidgeting with a twig. "Come on over and keep me company, ok?"

Artie hesitated, then went over and sat down a few feet away from her. Michelle wished he wasn’t so shy because she knew he was really a nice guy. If only he could get himself a girlfriend, she thought, it might be the boost his confidence needed. She would have considered doing it herself, but she already had a boyfriend. And a girlfriend.

"So what’s it like?" she asked as she began spreading sunscreen on her arms.

"Huh? What’s what like?" he asked, seeming to come out of a daze.

"The Grand Canyon!" she replied with a giggle.

"Oh! That!" Artie answered with a crooked grin. He shrugged. "It was actually a lot better than I thought it would be. I mean, it’s a bit of a tourist trap, but the scenery is amazing!" Michelle listened with genuine interest as he explained about his vacation, all the while rubbing in the sunscreen on her arms, legs, and stomach.

"Wow, that sounds so cool," she said when he finished. "I hope I get to see it someday." She decided to try to see if she could bring him out of his shell a little. "Would you mind putting some of this on my back for me?" She held out the sunscreen to him.

He swallowed hard, then nodded nervously and reached out a shaky hand to take the bottle. Michelle pretended not to notice his nervousness and lay down on her stomach on her towel. "Thanks, Artie."

He moved closer and squirted some on her back. Then he cautiously began to rub it in, but he was going too fast and she knew he wasn’t rubbing it in good enough.

"Make sure you rub it in good," she said without looking up. He took a deep breath and began to move slower, rubbing it into her soft skin. She was surprised at his gentle touch - it felt really nice. When he finished she asked, "Could you do the back of my legs, too?"

Artie swallowed hard. Her legs. Those long, smooth, and very sexy legs. His cock, already hard from rubbing her back, practically jumped when he looked down to them and imagined, as he had many times before, his hands stroking them. But this was no masturbation fantasy. She was actually asking him to do it!

"Uh, sure. N . . . no problem." He poured more of the lotion onto his hands and began to rub it into her calves, slowly working his way up to her thighs and closer to that perfect, bikini-clad ass.

Michelle knew what kind of effect this must be having on him and wondered just how far he would go. When he was about six inches from her ass, she felt him falter and thought he would quit, but he surprised her by going further, almost to the cheeks of her ass!

"How’s that?" he asked.

"Mmm . . . that was great," she murmured. "Thanks, Artie." She kept her head down and her eyes closed. She was pretty sure she had given him a hard-on and didn’t want to embarrass him, even though it was nothing to be embarrassed about. Hell, she’d seen lots of guys on the beach with bulges in their swim suits while putting lotion on girls.

"No problem," he said. She opened her eyes just a crack and almost did a double take. Artie had a hard-on, all right! It was almost poking out the leg of his shorts! She was no expert on male genitalia, but she knew this was bigger than average! Shy little Artie was packing a real weapon! She closed her eyes again, trying to compare the size of Artie’s cock to Steve’s, the only one she was intimately acquainted with. She figured Steve’s was about six, maybe seven, inches long. She could touch her fingertips when she gripped it. Just barely, but she could do it.

But Artie’s almost reached down to the hem of his shorts, and they were just a few inches above his knees! She opened her eyes again. Artie had moved a few feet away and was standing with his back to her, tossing pebbles into the water. Shit, that had to be eight or nine inches! And it looked a lot thicker than Steve’s, too, although that was harder to judge under his shorts. Wait until Angie heard about this!

Her attention was diverted by the clatter of a bicycle as it bounced over the rocky trail and into the clearing. They all turned as Steve dismounted and leaned his bike next to Michelle’s. He waved at everyone and made his way over to where Michelle and Artie were. Kristi and Jake waved and called out to him, but made no move to get up and come over and were soon wrapped in each other’s arms again.

Steve hooked his head toward them as he approached Michelle and Artie. "When did this take place?"

Michelle sat up and he was momentarily distracted by her sexy bikini. Damn, she was hot! "Last night, I guess," she replied, squinting up at him. "Kristi told me they went out on a date."

He looked over at them. "Wow! I guess you can never tell who might get together, huh?" He winked at Michelle and grinned. She merely smiled and looked over at Artie.

"Artie was just telling me about his trip to the Grand Canyon. Sounds like a beautiful place."

Artie nodded and looked up at Steve. "Yeah, it was pretty cool." He knew Steve didn’t want to hear about it so he didn’t elaborate. Steve nodded but his eyes were focused on Michelle.

"Nice bikini, Michelle. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in one before. Looks good on you."

She smiled up at him. "Thanks. That’s what Artie said, so I guess I now have a second opinion!" She giggled and Steve’s dick twitched. Her face literally lit up when she laughed and combined with her skimpy bikini, he was getting very turned on. He wondered if she would object to a little rendezvous in the woods later if they got the chance. He was definitely going to ask her!

Jake and Kristi were coming over, arm in arm. She was wearing the same red bikini she’d worn the previous day and Steve still thought it looked wrong on her with her small breasts. At least it didn’t look as good as Michelle or Angie did in theirs. But she did have an otherwise sexy body, with curvaceous hips and slender legs, and she certainly wasn’t hard on the eyes!

"Hey," Jake said, glancing at Steve.

"Hey, Jake, Kristi," Steve replied with an acknowledging nod. He pulled a joint from his shirt pocket. "Anyone want a puff?" The rest of them were still pretty buzzed from the one they’d smoked earlier, but no one refused it when it was passed to them and by the time it was gone they were all fairly zoned out.

"I need a swim," Jake said, standing up.

Steve peeled off his shirt and sneakers. "Me, too."

He followed Jake over to the tree with the rope and watched as he made a run to catch it. It was a lackluster attempt, no doubt hindered by the excellent weed, and he missed it by a good three feet, splashing unceremoniously into the dark water. The girls giggled as he burst to the surface. Jake rarely missed the rope and they enjoyed rubbing it in when he did. Steve and Artie were also laughing.

"All right!" Jake spluttered as he treaded water and backed away from where the rope hung. "Let’s see you clowns do better!"

Artie indicated that he wanted to try first, so Steve stood back and gave him room. He ran hard and leapt off the bank, catching the rope and swinging well out past Jake before dropping into the water. Everyone applauded him as he came up to the surface and moved over by Jake, who grinned and splashed him. Steve also caught the rope and both he and Artie teased Jake ruthlessly, wrestling with him in the water.

Michelle looked over at Kristi. "So what made you go out with Jake? I thought you liked Steve?"

Kristi shrugged and brushed her long silky hair over her shoulder as she watched the guys. "I dunno. I guess I always liked Jake, too. Since Steve was with Angie and Jake was being so nice, I figured why not?"

Michelle nodded, also watching the guys splashing in the water. "So what happened on your date?" she asked, looking back over at her friend. "You promised to tell me and I want details!"

Kristi smiled. "Nothing much. We went to see a movie and made out a little in the theater. Then we went over to the park and made out some more on the bleachers." She licked her lips and looked over at Michelle. "I let him feel me up!" she added in a hoarse whisper, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Michelle pretended that this was still something new and exciting, letting her eyes grow wide.

"You didn’t!"

Kristi nodded, her smile growing to a wide grin. She leaned in closer. "And I touched his . . . thing!"

Michelle’s eyes grew wider. Now this was something she wasn’t expecting to hear from Kristi! They had often discussed how far to go on dates and letting a guy cop a feel of their tits was something they had both agreed wasn’t out of the question, but as far as touching a guy’s cock? Uh-uh!

"Did you get him off?" she asked, still wide-eyed.

Kristi shook her head. "No. Actually, I touched it over his shorts. I was afraid if I went any further, things might get out of hand."

Michelle nodded in an understanding way, but she thought, ‘Maybe it would loosen you up a bit if you got laid.’ But she said, "Wow! I’m jealous!"

Kristi seemed to like that comment and she smiled. "I’m sure you’ll find someone, too." She took in her bikini and changed the subject. "I didn’t know you had a bikini."

Michelle looked down at herself. "I got it a while ago but never had the guts to wear it."

Kristi nodded absently, her eyes moving back to where Jake and the guys were standing on the bank, arguing about whose turn it was next. "Artie seems to like it," she said in a sarcastic tone.

Michelle followed her gaze to where the guys were. Jake had won the argument and was splashing into the water. Steve was lined up to go next, but Artie was looking back in their direction. He quickly turned away when he saw them looking.

"What a perv," she added in a disgusted voice.

"No he isn’t," Michelle protested. "He doesn’t stare any more than the rest of them do!"

Kristi fixed her with a curious look. "Do you like Artie?" she asked, her eyes locked on Michelle’s. Michelle felt her face getting hot. Kristi broke into a wide grin. "You do! You like Artie!"

"Kristi, for fuck’s sake! All I said was that he’s no different than the rest of them!" She knew Kristi wouldn’t let it go and she opened her mouth to call to the guys. Michelle grabbed her and put her hand over her mouth. "Don’t!" she hissed. She removed her hand and Kristi grinned at her.

"All right - I won’t say anything," she said with a short laugh. "But of all the guys in town, why him?"

"I never said I liked him in that way," Michelle mumbled, averting her gaze.

"No, but your face did!" Kristi replied. "You turned three shades of red!"

Michelle didn’t know how to reply. She really hadn’t thought of Artie in a sexual way until she’d seen how big he was. But she couldn’t very well tell Kristi that! Angie, yes, but not prissy little Kristi! She gave a resigned sigh.

"He really is kinda cute, he’s just a little shy. If a girl paid some attention to him, he may open up a little," she said.

Kristi didn’t respond, but lay back on the towel and closed her eyes. "If you say so. I don’t see it."

Michelle studied her for a moment, briefly taking in her svelte body. "You promise you won’t say anything to him? I don’t want him to think I’m interested and then have to turn him down."

"I promise," Kristi replied without opening her eyes. Michelle didn’t know if she believed her.

She sat there hugging her knees for a few seconds, then stood up. "I’m going for a swim." Kristi didn’t respond so she made her way over to the tree where Artie was still standing. He turned to her as she approached and managed a smile.

"Hey, Artie. How’s the water?"

"Uh, great," he replied, looking away. "Are you going in?"

She nodded. "Yeah. It’s so fucking hot!" She walked to the edge of the bank and called out, "Watch out, guys! Coming in!" Steve and Jake paddled aside and she took a few steps back, then ran off the edge, splashing into the dark swirling water a few feet from them. The water was refreshingly cool and she took her time pushing to the surface, letting it cool her overheated flesh. When her head broke the surface, she whipped her long hair from her face and took a deep breath.

"Ahhh! This feels great!" she exclaimed as she back-paddled over to them. Jake started to move closer to her when they heard Kristi’s voice.

"Hey! How much longer are we going to be here? I need to get home soon!"

Jake gave Michelle a long look, then moved over to where the root ladder was. He climbed up and went over to Kristi, shaking the water from his hair. Michelle and Steve moved closer together, treading water and circling each other in the cool water.

"Did I tell you how sexy you look in that bikini?" he said, giving her a crooked grin. Michelle felt her face flush.

"You behave yourself!" she said in a hoarse whisper, but her eyes sparkled with mischief.

"Aww, I was hoping we could have some fun today!" he moaned, moving a little closer to her. She playfully splashed water in his direction.

"We’ll see," she said, glancing up to the clearing. Kristi and Jake were walking away from the bank, no doubt to do a little more making out before she got him to take her home. Artie was still standing there, watching them walk away. Michelle moved over closer to Steve. "Has Artie ever had a girlfriend?"

Steve, puzzled by her change of subject, took a second to answer. "Uh . . . no, I don’t think so." He gave her a curious look. "Why?"

She shrugged and ducked her hair back into the water. Her ample tits just broke the surface; her nipples hard in the cool water. "No reason," she replied nonchalantly. "I was just wondering." Steve knew she wasn’t telling him the whole truth, but let it drop. He had other things on his mind. He looked up to make sure Artie wasn’t watching them, then reached out and cupped one of Michelle’s generous tits. Her hard nipple poked into his palm.

"Steve!" she cried, looking up at the clearing. "Stop that! Someone will see us!"

His response was to move in behind her and press his body tightly to hers. He grabbed her other tit, gently kneading her wet flesh. Despite their rather public location, she was enjoying his touch, but pretended to resist.

"I said stop that!" she cried, unenthusiastically trying to squirm free. Steve held on tight, knowing that she wasn’t entirely serious.

"Remember when you saw me and Angie down here fucking? No one else saw us."

Michelle continued to struggle, but was no longer really trying to get away. "I saw

you!" she replied, reaching down to his shorts. Her hand closed around his hard cock and she became instantly aroused.

"Yeah, but you were in the woods," he said, gesturing with a nod to where she had been. "Everyone’s in the clearing now." He leaned in and nibbled on her ear, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. "We could do it right now," he whispered.

She was getting extremely turned on by the feel of his warm body in the cool water. His cock was so hard and felt wonderful as she stroked it. He dropped one of his hands from her tit down to the top of her bikini and was starting to wriggle it inside to where her pussy was crying for attention when she looked up and saw Artie staring down at them.

"Oh, shit," she gasped, pushing Steve away. Steve looked up and saw Artie standing there, his mouth dropped open.

"Uh, Kristi and Jake took off," he said. "Are you guys coming up?"

Steve gave Michelle a wink and began swimming over to the ladder. She followed him and clambered up to the grassy bank. Artie was giving them an odd look. He had apparently seen enough. Michelle decided not to try to deny what he’d seen.

"Uh, Artie, I know it sounds weird, but what we were doing was . . ."

Artie cut her off, turning to Steve. "I thought you and Angie were going out? What are you doing? Isn’t Angie enough for you?" He turned to Michelle. "I thought you were different!" His eyes had a hurt look and Michelle felt like she had somehow betrayed him.

Steve and Michelle, both stunned by his outburst, watched as he turned to leave. Michelle was the first to recover. "Artie! Wait!" She ran over to him and grabbed his shoulder. "Wait, please! It’s not what you think!"

He stopped and turned around slowly, his eyes focusing on the beautiful girl in the wet, skimpy bikini. He didn’t say anything; just stood there and waited for her to explain. Steve walked over to them.

"Artie, please don’t say anything," he said quietly.

Artie snorted derisively. "I won’t tell Angie, if that’s what you mean," he said, his eyes boring into Steve’s. "But I should! She’s too nice to be involved with a sleaze like you!" He turned his accusing eyes back to Michelle. "And you’re supposed to be her friend!"

Steve put a hand on his shoulder, which he quickly shrugged off. "It’s not Angie I’m concerned about," he told him. Artie gave him a curious look.

"It’s true, Artie," Michelle said. "Angie knows all about it. In fact, it was her idea." He looked back at Michelle, a puzzled look on his face.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Steve and Michelle exchanged a look. "We might as well tell him," he said. Michelle sighed deeply and nodded.

"Tell me what?" Artie asked, his expression of puzzlement deepening.

"It’s a long story," Steve told him as he put an arm around his shoulder and they all began walking over to where Michelle’s towel was. They sat down in the warm grass and took turns telling him about their little love triangle. Artie sat there speechless, hardly believing what they were telling him. When they finished, he just stared at them.

"Are you guys shitting me?" They both shook their heads. He looked at Michelle. "You mean, you like girls?"

Michelle nodded, embarrassed at having to admit it. "Yes, but please don’t say anything! It would ruin my life if everyone found out. Not to mention Angie’s!"

Artie shook his head. "You guys are my friends. I won’t say anything."

Michelle took his hand and squeezed it, giving him a brilliant smile. "Thank you." Artie looked down at his hand in hers and blushed. Michelle caught his eyes drifting to her chest and an idea came to her. She looked into Artie’s eyes. "Would you mind if I talked to Steve alone for a minute? I hate to be rude, but . . ."

Artie returned her smile. "No, no problem. I need to, uh . . ." he stood up and pointed toward the trees. Michelle nodded.

"Thanks, Artie. You’re a good friend."

They watched him walk away and when he was out of hearing range, she turned to Steve. "Do you really think he can keep it a secret?"

Steve shrugged. "He wouldn’t tell anyone on purpose; at least I don’t think he would. But it might slip out."

Michelle nodded, nervously chewing on her lower lip. "I have an idea," she said, looking in the direction Artie had gone. "But I don’t know if Angie would approve." That got his attention. Since Angie was pretty much up for anything, he couldn’t imagine what Michelle had in mind. She turned back to him. "What if I gave him some incentive to keep quiet?" Steve gave her a quizzical look.

"What do you mean?"

Michelle smiled. "Well, you said that Artie’s never had a girlfriend. If he were suddenly offered two girlfriends, who each put out, wouldn’t he do whatever it took to keep the status quo?"

Steve simply stared at her, not believing what she was saying. "You mean, ask Artie to join in our little . . . group?"

She nodded. "Think about it. If he were involved, there’s no way he’d say or do anything to screw it up."

He couldn’t fault her logic, but Artie? It seemed surreal! Michelle continued.

"But I think bringing him into a group situation right off the bat might be a little too much." She smiled. "I know I had a hard time, and Artie’s even more naive about sex than I was."

Steve thought he could see where she was going with this, but asked anyway. "So what did you have in mind?" He looked over and saw Artie stepping out of the woods. Seeing that they were still talking, he stayed there, waiting for them to indicate it was ok to come over.

"Well," Michelle said, "I thought maybe I could sort of, ease him into it. Just me and him. Then we could all get together when Angie gets back." Steve could see that his plans for a little afternoon delight were falling apart, but it made sense. The idea of sharing his two hot girlfriends didn’t really appeal to him, but he didn’t want to risk being exposed and lose both of them either.

"All right. I suppose Angie would understand," he said with a sigh. "But can you and me still hook after you and Artie . . ."

She giggled and squeezed his hand. "Oh, yeah! You’re not getting off that easy!" She waved Artie over. "Now behave and make some excuse to have to leave fast. I need to be alone with him."

When Artie came over and sat down, Michelle smiled at him. "Sorry about that, Artie."

He shrugged. It was nothing unusual. He always seemed to be just outside the circle. "No big deal. Did you get it all worked out?"

Michelle nodded and opened her mouth to say something, but Steve interrupted. "Shit! What time is it, Artie?"

He glanced down at his watch. "Almost four. Why?"

"Shit!" Steve exclaimed again and got to his feet. "I promised Dad I’d have the lawn mowed before he got home from work! I gotta go!" He grabbed his backpack and with a quick goodbye, ran over to his bike and took off down the trail. Michelle suppressed a grin. He was good!

Artie watched him go, then turned back to Michelle. "I guess I should be going, too," he said, and started to get up.

"Wait," she said, placing her hand on his arm. He paused and sat back down. "Don’t go yet. I wanted to talk to you about something."

He inhaled a deep breath. What would she want to talk to him about? She appeared a little nervous, which was odd. He was the one who was always on edge around her. "Uh, sure. What’s up?"

Michelle looked down, then raised her head to meet his eyes. "I, uh, I saw you watching me after you put the sunscreen on my legs," she told him. His face suddenly turned beet red and he turned away. She reached out and grasped his hand. "It’s ok, Artie. I . . . well, I was flattered that I could have that effect on you." He closed his eyes and slowly turned his head back to her, then opened them.

"I . . . I’m sorry," he murmured, looking down. "I couldn’t help it."

She smiled and reached over to raise his face back up so she could see into his warm brown eyes. "I said it was ok. Besides, I . . . I kinda like you, too."

He gave her a quizzical look. "Really?"

She nodded, her eyes once again sparkling with anticipation. "Uh-huh. Really. Why are you so surprised? You’re a very attractive guy."

Artie turned red again and averted his eyes. "Me? No . . .I . . ."

"Yes, you are," she exclaimed. "You’re just a little shy around girls." She leaned in closer. "But I bet I can help you get over that!" He looked back into her beautiful face and this time their eyes locked. Michelle moved in closer and Artie was helpless to resist. He was too scared to move. When her soft, warm lips touched his, his cock went on full alert and he was afraid he would cum right there in his shorts! He felt her tongue probing at his lips and instinctively parted them. She pushed her tongue deep into his mouth and he moaned in pleasure as their kiss became even hotter, more passionate. After a few moments, she pulled away and he kept his eyes closed as he licked his lips, savoring the taste of her.

"Was that ok?" he heard her ask. He slowly opened his eyes and saw her smiling at him, her long hair falling across her bare shoulders and hanging over one of her bikini-clad breasts. He nodded slowly, his mind momentarily unable to form words. "Good," she replied. "You’re a great kisser, Artie."

He managed a smile. "Th . . . thanks. You, too."

She glanced down at the long, hard bulge in his shorts, then looked back up at him. "Wow! That’s some monster you have there!"

He looked down, then covered it with his arm, embarrassed. She gently removed his arm, touching it in the process. He closed his eyes again and sighed as her fingers brushed his sensitive member.

"You don’t have to hide it, Artie," she said in a sultry voice. She dropped her hand to it and gently rubbed it’s entire length as she moved in closer and whispered, "In fact, I would love to see more of it!"

To be continued . . .

BJ Cortland
03-06-2007, 04:46 PM
Chapter 25

Artie swallowed hard and concentrated on not blowing his load as Michelle gently rubbed her hand along his engorged cock. Holy shit, this felt incredible! He closed his eyes, losing himself in the sensations. Michelle seemed to sense that he was on the edge of losing it and ceased her tender caress. He opened his eyes and looked over at her. She smiled and leaned in to kiss him. This time, he was ready for it and returned her kiss with equal passion. They pulled apart and Michelle smiled, then looked around.

"Is there someplace we could go that’s a little more private?" She nibbled on her lower lip and gave him her sexiest smile.

He shook his head. "My parents will be home from work soon," he said dejectedly. If she had only started this an hour or two earlier! "We could go there tomorrow," he added hopefully.

Michelle thought about it, then shook her head. "No, I can’t wait that long." She looked around. There wouldn’t be anyone coming down here at this time of day. And they were usually the only ones who still came here to swim anyway. Everyone else used the public pool in town. What the hell. She leaned in and kissed him again.

"I don’t think we’ll be disturbed right here," she told him, once again flashing that irresistibly sexy grin. Artie gulped and looked around at the surrounding trees. Anyone could be hiding in them and watching! "Why don’t you let me take care of that little problem you have there," she whispered as her fingers began to unfasten the button of his shorts. "After all, it is my fault!"

He could only watch as she undid his shorts and began to lower them. She dropped to her knees and watched as his hard, thick shaft was slowly exposed. She couldn’t believe the size of it! It was nearly twice as thick as Steve’s - and the length! She had his shorts almost down to his knees before the tip was released and it slowly rose up to point straight out. The thing had to be at least nine inches long! She dropped his shorts to his ankles and looked up at him, her eyes wide.

"Holy shit, Artie!" She licked her lips and reached up to grasp it. It was so thick that her fingers didn’t touch!

Artie gave her an awkward grin, then looked around nervously. He wasn’t comfortable being this exposed in such a public place, even under these extraordinary circumstances. But the sensation of her hand gripping his throbbing shaft soon overpowered his fears of being caught.

Michelle couldn’t take her eyes off of the massive cock in front of her face. Precum oozed from the tip and the intoxicating aroma only served to fuel her desire to suck it. She stuck out her tongue and gently teased the tip, licking the drops of precum from the hole. Artie gasped as her tongue touched it and he closed his eyes as she continued her oral ministrations. She glanced up at his face and knew that he wasn’t going to last long.

Taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth wide and slipped it over the velvet-soft head of the mighty phallus. Artie moaned louder as she took almost three inches of his aching prick into the warm wetness of her mouth. This was unbelievable! While he often fantasized about getting a blowjob while whacking off, he never dreamed that it would feel this good! She began moving back and forth, sucking and murmuring as she urged him toward the release that he so badly needed.

"Oh, shit!" he gasped as he felt the familiar tingle growing in his balls. "Oh, shit, Michelle! I’m gonna . . ."

She had no intentions of releasing him. She relished the thought of this huge cock shooting its seed into her mouth and took in as much of it as she could, sucking so hard that her cheeks were dimpled. She didn’t have long to wait.

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Ohhhhh . . .!" With a loud groan, Artie’s cock swelled even bigger and she felt a strong surge of cum hitting the back of her throat and filling her mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could, but he kept shooting more and more of his hot cream into her waiting mouth. She finally gave up and pulled it out, jerking the last remaining shots onto her face and chest. With a moan, Artie finally finished and opened his eyes to look down at her cum-plastered face and chest. He new bikini top was completely covered with cum stains and even her hair was full of it. She swallowed her last mouthful and grinned up at him.

"Wow! That was some load!"

He frowned. "I . . . I’m sorry. I tried to warn you . . ."

She waved him off and got to her feet. Rivulets of white, sticky cum trickled down her face and dripped to her chest. "Don’t worry about it. I wanted you to cum in my mouth!" she told him, licking her spermy lips. "Mmm, mmm!"

Artie just stared at her, hardly believing what had just happened. This beautiful girl and just sucked his cock and claimed to love his cum! This had to be a dream!

Michelle wiped a gob of it from her face and sucked it from her finger. "I’m gonna need another swim to get cleaned off." She reached behind her back and removed her bikini top, then grinned at him as she pulled it free. Her large tits bounced out, settling in high on her chest. "Wanna come skinny-dipping with me?" Her beautiful eyes danced as she reached down to remove the rest of her bikini. Artie could only stare at her when she bent over and removed the bottom part of her suit, then dropped in to the grass. She bunched up the top in her hand. "I’m going to have to rinse this out," she explained with a grin. She looked down at his ankles where his shorts were still bunched up. "C’mon!" she said. "Kick those off and join me!"

She ran over to the bank, her tits jiggling sensuously with each step. Artie came out of his daze and stepped out of his shorts, then ran over and leapt off the bank after her. As he came to the surface, he looked around, then spotted her over near the shallower part. He began to swim over and got there as she was standing up in the chest-deep water and starting to rinse out her top. He stood a few feet in front of her and watched as she cleaned it off. When she finished, she threw it up onto the bank and moved closer to him. When their bodies touched, she felt his limp, but still very large cock begin to swell. She grinned at him.

"Already? Well, ok, but I was hoping you could help me out first!"

He gave her a puzzled look and she giggled as her arms encircled his neck and she wrapped her long legs around his waist. "I mean, will you go down on me next?" She kissed him, driving her tongue deep into his throat. He could taste the remnants of his cum in her mouth, but he didn’t care. He was here alone with a beautiful, naked, and very willing girl and he wasn’t about to get squeamish over a little cum!

When they broke off the kiss, he smiled at her. "Sure. You’ll have to tell me what to do, but I’ll do it. I’ll do anything you want me to."

Michelle raised her eyebrows and gave him an impish grin. "Anything?" Artie nodded dumbly, still unable to believe this was really happening. She giggled. "Ok, come on. We’ll have to go back up to the grass." They swam over to the ladder and climbed up. Artie followed her and was treated to a sneak preview of her beautiful pussy. She ran over to her towel and turned around, watching as he came closer. She had a very seductive look in her eye and he was completely taken in by her beautiful, wet, naked body. She opened her arms as he approached and welcomed him with a warm embrace and a deep, wet kiss before dropping down to her towel. She lay back on her elbows and slowly opened her legs.

Artie dropped to his knees at her feet, his eyes fixed on her neatly trimmed pussy slowly opening before him. It was his first look at a live pussy and he was taking in every tiny detail, from her perfectly symmetrical (if somewhat swollen) lips, to the soft pink flesh between them. He let his eyes wander over the erect little nub near the top and the neatly trimmed triangle of light brown hair. His eyes moved up to hers and she reached down, spreading herself open for him.

"Come on," she purred as her fingers moved across the delicate flesh, her wild eyes pleading. "Please?" As if in a dream, he moved forward, inhaling the scent of her excited sex. He lowered his head between her legs and breathed deeply. She smelled wonderful and he reached up to touch her moist slit.

Michelle sighed as his fingers caressed her tender pink flesh, but took his hand and pushed until his finger slipped into her well lubricated hole. It hurt a some, but the pleasure was well worth a little discomfort. Besides, his finger was nothing compared to his huge cock, and there was no way she was passing that up, sore or not!

He was making her wetter and wetter and she loved the feel of his gently probing fingers, but she needed more. She gripped his head between her hands and pulled his mouth closer.

"Please, lick me!" she gasped. Artie hesitated for just a second, then began to lick along her moist lips. She moaned and rolled her head from side to side. "Oh yes! Don’t stop!"

When Artie realized the effect he was having on her, he attacked her tender pussy with a vengeance. His tongue pushed deeper into her wet tunnel, probing and caressing her sensitive pussy. Her moans grew louder and she pushed his face into her pussy.

"Oh, shit, yes!" She could feel the tingle beginning deep in her belly and began to push her pelvis upward to force his tongue in deeper. She reached down and pulled back the protective hood over her stiff clit and Artie’s tongue followed her fingers to the sensitive little sex organ. When his tongue started to tease and lick it, she cried out in pleasure.

"Oh, god, yes! Right there! Ohhh . . .!" She felt her climax nearing, building stronger and stronger. When Artie slipped a finger back into her pussy, she lost it.

"Oh, shit! I’m cumming. . . !" Her back arched and she held Artie’s head to her crotch as her orgasm exploded within her. She twitched and moaned, finally releasing her grip on Artie’s head. He slowly pulled away, watching in rapt fascination as she moaned and squirmed on the towel before him, her fingers circling her hard little clit. He had never witnessed a female orgasm before and was amazed at the sheer intensity of it.

After a moment, her body ceased its jerking and twisting and she fell back to the towel, panting and gasping for breath. Her hair was stuck to her wet skin and her chest and face were flushed a deep red. She eventually opened her eyes and looked up at him with a dreamy smile.

"Wow! That was a good one!" she gasped.

Artie gave her an awkward smile, not knowing how to react to her comment. She reached up for him and he allowed her to pull him down to her. She kissed him hard and hungrily, her tongue delving deep into his throat. His chest pressed against hers, pressing her tits almost flat. He could feel her hard nipples poking into his skin. His cock, now fully recovered, lay along her flat stomach, almost reaching up far enough to touch her beautiful tits.

Michelle could feel his powerful erection. She wanted him inside her like she had never wanted anything in her life, but was at the same time afraid of what his massive tool would do to her. They kissed for several minutes, holding each other tightly. Michelle screwed up her courage and looked into his eyes.

"Fuck me, Artie. Please?"

He looked back into her beautiful eyes and could see both desire and fear in them. It still seemed so surreal to him that this beautiful girl was practically begging him for sex! He raised up and placed the tip of his huge dick to the wet lips of her excited twat. He awkwardly tried to push it into her and it slid along her slippery lips, missing her opening. He moved it back and Michelle reached down to guide it into position. She looked back up to him, her eyes pleading.

"Please be gentle," she said. "I’ve only done this once and you’re a lot bigger."

He smiled down at her. He knew he was bigger than everyone he’d seen in the showers after gym class. "Just tell me if it hurts too much and I’ll stop," he panted, nodding.

Michelle took a deep breath and he began to push down. She felt him pressing against the entrance to her tender pussy and after a second, felt herself opening up as he slowly pushed his thick head into her. She gasped at the sensation and he paused, looking down at her.

"It’s ok," she whispered. "Don’t stop!" It did hurt a little, but not too much.

He hesitated a second, then pushed a little deeper into her. She closed her eyes as his cock spread her young pussy wider than ever before. It felt like he was splitting her in half, but it still felt incredible. He was creating feelings like she had never experienced before; a curious mix of pleasure and pain, and she wanted more. She pushed upward, taking a little more of him into her.

"H . . . hold on," she gasped as he went in another inch. It was becoming more painful, and she needed a moment to get used to his girth. Artie stopped his forward momentum and began to pull back out. "No, no, stay there!" she said, licking her dry lips and looking up at him. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him.

After a few seconds, she felt herself relaxing some and urged him to continue. He went in a little further, then paused again when she winced.

"Are you ok?" he asked her, concern in his voice and eyes.

She nodded. "Uh-huh." She pulled back, then pushed him back into her, going a little deeper. "We better not go any deeper," she whispered with a feeble smile. "Just fuck me for a while, ok?"

Artie pulled out, then pushed back in again. He was only in about halfway and longed to push all the way in, but didn’t want to hurt her. Her tight cunt was squeezing his cock and quickly bringing him back to the edge. Michelle moaned and closed her eyes. Every time he pushed in, she gasped and threw her head back, eyes closed tightly. Artie watched her face closely for any signs that he was hurting her, but she gave no indication for him to stop. Before too long, he felt himself about to unload.

"I’m . . . gonna . . .cum!" he panted, his voice raspy.

Michelle’s eyes flew open, wild with desire. "Cum on my tits!" she cried.

Artie pulled from her tight cunt with a squishy, slurping sound and positioned his heavy prick over her stomach, stroking it with his hand. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes, and a second later unleashed a thick stream of semen onto her tits and stomach. He came with such force that some even splattered onto her face and hair. She watched him until he finished, then smiled up at him when he opened his eyes and rubbed his sticky seed into the skin of her perky breasts.

"Wow!" she breathed. "That was amazing!"

He grinned at her as his cock began to slowly deflate. She sat up and grasped it, then opened her mouth and cleaned the remaining drops from it, smacking her lips and grinning up at him. Artie gasped at the feel of her soft lips and warm, caressing tongue on his sensitive glans. She finished cleaning him off, then eyed the creek again.

"I think I need another bath," she exclaimed, giggling. Artie smiled and stood up, extending a hand to help her to her feet. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed again, warmly. She released his mouth and nuzzled his neck. "We’re going to have to keep practicing until I can take all of you inside me," she whispered intro his ear. Artie decided he had no problem with that.

"Anytime, Michelle," he told her as they pulled apart and walked hand in hand to the creek. "Anytime."

Chapter 26

Jake was a little pissed at Kristi for wanting to leave so early, but he pretended not to mind. She had finally allowed him to feel her up on their last date, and even a little back at the creek when everyone else was in the water. He was hoping that if he played his cards right, she may even allow him to go even further. Maybe even all the way.

They made it back to the park and got off their bikes near the bleachers of the soccer field. They embraced and kissed, then he watched get back on her bike and ride away home. He sighed as she disappeared around the corner and got back on his bike. He started for home, then changed his mind, and turned back toward the street that led to the creek. It was only around three o’clock and he wanted to get another look at Michelle in her new bikini. Kristi looked good in hers, but she sure didn’t fill it out like Michelle did!

He was making the last turn before the entrance of the trail to the creek came into sight and saw Steve come out and turn the other way, toward his house. He stopped and waited for Michelle and Artie to come out of the woods behind him, but they didn’t. It seemed odd to him that Steve would be leaving them alone there, but maybe he had to go to work or something. Or maybe the others had already left. He decided since he was almost there, he might as well go down and see for himself. He had nothing better to do.

He turned onto the trail and slowly wound his bike around and over the many roots and rocks until he could see the clearing. He saw Michelle’s bike leaning against the tree and Artie’s still lying on the ground a few feet away. That was strange. Artie was so nervous around girls, even those he knew, that it wasn’t like him to stay after the other guys had left. Michelle must have wanted to stay longer and had convinced him to stay and keep her company. He stopped at the bottom of the trail, just at the edge of the trees and looked around. Where were they?

Jake was about to call out when something flew up from over the bank of the creek and landed with a splat on the grass. He squinted his eyes, trying to see what it was. It was wet blue coth of some kind - light blue. The same color as Michelle’s bikini. He stopped dead in his tracks. A few yards away, next to Michelle’s towel, lay another small blue garment along with what looked like Artie’s tan colored bathing suit. No! She wouldn’t! With Artie?!

He heard voices and splashing from the water and quietly slipped back into the trees, pushing his bike into some bushes. Being careful not to make too much noise, he crept through the trees to a spot nearer the water’s edge. He had to know if his suspicions were true!

He didn’t have long to wait. Jake had just taken up a position between two large pine trees and peered out between them just as Michelle came up the ladder. He couldn’t believe his eyes. She was completely naked, water beading on her skin and her tits quivering as she began walking toward her towel. His eyes were moving down to her neatly trimmed pussy when movement behind her caught his eye and he looked up to see an equally naked Artie come up from the creek behind her. He did a double-take when he caught Artie’s massive cock swinging between his legs. He was no homo, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of it. It was fucking huge! Porn star huge!

He watched as Michelle reached her towel, then turned around so her back was to him and beckoned Artie over. Jake stared at her perfectly shaped ass for a moment, then went back to the unbelievable scene unfolding before him. Her and Artie embraced and kissed deeply, their hands moving over each other’s wet skin. Jake felt his cock growing hard inside his shorts as Michelle lay back on her towel and spread her legs wide, inviting Artie to sample her sweet pussy. Artie looked down at her, then raised his head up and scanned around. For a brief second, his eyes seemed to focus on Jake’s position and he ducked behind the tree. All he needed was to be caught spying on them!

He half expected to hear Artie call his name, but heard nothing and cautiously peered around the tree. Artie had his head between Michelle’s widely spread legs and she was moaning in obvious pleasure. The knot in his stomach eased when he realized he hadn’t been seen.

Despite feeling envious of Artie, Jake gave a little grin. ‘Way to go, Artie!’ he thought to himself. He continued to watch as Michelle’s moans and cries became more urgent. His dick was getting so hard it was starting to be painful inside his shorts, so he pulled it out, casually stroking it while Michelle squirmed and twisted under Artie’s attentions.

When she finally came, Jake watched, stunned. While he fancied himself a bit of a ladies man and had dated a few girls, he had never gotten past second base and like Artie, had never seen a female orgasm before. Well, he’d seen a few pornos, but everyone knew they were faking it. But this was the real thing! It was a little embarrassing to know that meek little Artie now had more sexual experience than he did, but for now he just watched as Artie raised back up and watched Michelle climax. When he got a look at Artie’s now fully hard cock, he stifled a gasp and looked down at his own hardon. It was about average, maybe six inches, but seemed tiny compared to Artie’s monster cock! He wasn’t possibly going to use that thing on Michelle! She was still a virgin!

A moment later, he was stunned to watch as Michelle helped guide Artie’s huge tool to her pussy and push it into her. She appeared to be in some pain, which he thought was perfectly understandable, but she didn’t make him pull out. From his position he could see Artie wasn’t using his entire length, but they were definitely fucking! Right there in the open! He couldn’t believe it! First, that Artie was getting laid before he did; second, that he was hung like a fucking horse; and third, that Michelle wasn’t the innocent little virgin she’d let on she was!

Then a thought occurred to him. Michelle and Kristi were best friends. Like Steve, he had dated both of them briefly and came to the conclusion that they decided in advance just how far to go on dates, which was nothing beyond a little necking. Maybe they were becoming more adventurous. Kristi certainly hadn’t allowed him to feel her up the last time they went out, only a couple of months ago. Just maybe she would finally let him fuck her!

He heard Artie mumble something, pulling his thought back to the present. She cried out for him to cum on her tits and Jake’s mouth dropped open as Artie pulled his massive tool from her pussy and shot his load all over her. What was even more amazing was that she sat up and took his cock into her mouth, sucking him clean!

By this time, he had worked himself into a frenzy and exploded all over the trunk of the tree he was hiding behind. When he finally opened his eyes and looked back up, Artie and Michelle had jumped back into the water. He decided this was a good time to make a hasty retreat so he tucked his cock back into his shorts and made his way over to where he had stashed his bike. As he pedaled back up to the street, his mind raced. Artie and Michelle! He never in his wildest dreams would have seen that coming! Thoughts of how he could use this to get into Kristi’s pants were going through his mind as he made his way home.



Chapter 27

Two days later, Angie was back in her bedroom in Williamstown trying to decide which clothes she would pack up for the movers and which to keep out to wear. Even though it had only been two days, she missed Steve and Michelle terribly and couldn’t wait to be back in their arms again. She sighed and tossed a dress into a box for the movers. The house was on the market and she hoped it would sell soon so she could be with them again. Since her father’s new boss had agreed to buy their old house in the event it didn’t sell within a month, she knew it wouldn’t be any longer than that. But to her, even a month apart from her lovers seemed like an eternity.

There was a soft knock on her door and she turned to see a petite Asian girl smiling at her. "Lin!" she exclaimed, dropping her clothes and rushing over to her. Lin met her part way across the room and they embraced. "Hi! I missed you!"

Lin was her best friend here in Carson. They had been friends since grade school and lin knew all about her crush on Steve. She was barely five feet tall, and weighed about ninety pounds, and was very beautiful. Her long, silky black hair fell down her back to her waist and her flawless skin was well tanned. She wore a white tennis skirt, sleeveless blouse, and matching white tennis shoes, and had a nervous smile on her pretty face.

"Hi, Angie! I didn’t think you were coming home until next week," she said after they separated. Her eyes scanned the room and all the half-filled boxes and her smile faded. "What’s going on?"

Angie led her over to her bed and they sat down. "We’re moving, Lin," she said sadly.

Lin looked at her, her face shocked. "Moving? Where? When?"

Angie sighed. "To Mason. My dad got a job offer over there while we were on vacation. It was too good to refuse." Lin looked like she was going to cry and Angie hugged her tightly. "I’m really going to miss you!" Her own tears weren’t far from the surface. Lin held her for a long moment before releasing her. She looked at her friend and wiped a tear from her misty eyes.

"When are you leaving?"

"As soon as we find a place there. Probably a week or two."

Lin nodded and looked around the room where her and Angie had spent many intimate hours. She nodded sadly. "That really sucks, you know."

Angie inhaled a deep breath. "Yeah, I know." She wasn’t going to make things worse by telling Lin about her new lovers in Mason. This was already hard enough. She decided to change the subject.

"So how are things with you and Jason?" Lin’s smile returned at the mention of her boyfriend’s name, but Angie sensed something wasn’t quite right. "Is everything ok, Lin? He isn’t . . ." Her eyes quickly scanned Lin’s exposed skin for any bruises.

"No, no," she replied. "Nothing like that. It’s just . . . well, he asked me to do something, and I’m not really sure if I can."

Angie took her hand. "What is it? You can tell me."

Lin glanced toward the open bedroom door. "It’s kind of personal."

Angie went over and closed the door, then went back to her. "What is it?" she asked, taking her seat next to her.

Lin paused, collected her thoughts, then turned to her. "Well, me and Jason have been getting along great." Angie nodded. Lin had told her when they had started having sex a few weeks ago and that it was incredible. She had only been with one guy before Jason and the sex hadn’t been all that good. But Jason had a little more experience and really knew how to please a woman.

She continued. "He told me that he’s always fantasized about having a threesome with two girls and asked me if it was something I would ever consider doing."

"What did you tell him?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. She had often fantasized about Lin’s sexy, almost child-like body and the things she wanted to do to her.

She shrugged, looking down. "I told him I’d have to think about it."

Neither spoke for a few moments, then Angie asked, "Is it something you’ve ever thought about? Being with another girl, I mean."

Lin didn’t reply and for a moment Angie thought she was angry. Then she turned to her, her eyes moving from Angie’s to the floor. "I dunno . . . maybe. I guess."

Angie took her hand. "It’s ok, Lin. It’s nothing to be ashamed of."

Lin looked up at her. "Really? You don’t think it’s weird?"

Angie shook her head and gave her a smile. "Not at all." She paused, then added, "Actually, I think about it, too."

Lin smiled. "You do?"

Angie nodded, drawing her hand to her lips. "Uh-huh. Mostly with you." She kissed Lin’s delicate fingers, keeping her eyes locked on hers.

For a long moment, Lin only stared at her, as if she couldn’t believe what Angie had just said and done. She looked down at their clasped hands, then back up to Angie. "You . . . you want to . . . do it . . . with me?!"

Angie nodded, a smile forming on her lips. :uh-huh. I think you’re very sexy, Lin. I would love to have sex with you. And Jason, if you want to. We could fulfill his fantasy and our own at the same time." Her smile faded and she stroked her friend’s cheek. "And we could say goodbye in a way neither of us will ever forget."

Lin stared at her for a moment, then they both began to move closer. Just before their lips touched, Angie whispered, "I love you, Lin."

their lips touched and Angie began to probe at hers with her tongue until Lin parted her lips and she pushed it into her mouth. Lin’s arms went around her neck, tentatively at first, then she tightened her embrace as the kiss progressed. Once they really got into it, their awkwardness disappeared and they went at it like two long-lost lovers finally reunited.

When they finally separated, Angie licked her lips and grinned. "Wow! That was great!"

Lin nodded, a shy smile forming on her face. "Yes," was all she said.

They sat quietly for a few moments, then Lin said softly, "So, do you really want to do this? With me and Jason, I mean."

Angie nodded. "If you want to."

Lin nodded absently, thinking it over. Finally she looked up at her. "I guess I do," she said, a thin smile coming to her face. "If it were any other girl, I don’t think I could. But I trust you, and . . . I love you, too."

Angie thought about Steve and Michelle. She didn’t want to cheat on them. But she was really going to miss Lin, more than she had realized. They wouldn’t have to know, and even if they did, their relationship was what you might call open.

She looked up at her pretty friend. "Then let’s do it."

Lin looked over at her, then nodded nervously. "Ok."

Angie smiled. "Why don’t you give him a call and set it up before we chicken out?" There was no way she was ever going to back out, but Lin still seemed hesitant.

Lin stared at her for a long moment, then a smile came to her face. "Ok. As long as you’re sure."

Angie planted a soft, lingering kiss on her lips. "Make the call," she said softly.

Chapter 27

At about the same time Lin and Angie were having their talk, Steve was at home watering the back yard. He had been working almost full time for the past couple of days, filling in for someone who was on vacation, and hadn’t had a chance to talk to Michelle about what happened with Artie. He tried to call Angie, but there was no answer and he didn’t think it would be a good idea to leave a message in case one of her parents heard it.

He was coiling the hose up and was about to go in and get changed for work when the gate opened and Michelle walked into the yard. She was dressed in a very tight pair of cutoff shorts and a halter top, and looked very sexy.

"Hey there," she said, walking toward him.

He hung the hose on the side of the shed and grinned. "Hey, yourself!" He let his eyes travel up and down her beautiful body. "Lookin’ good, babe!"

She grinned and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "Behave yourself! Someone could see us."

He laughed and put his hands on her waist, pulling her closer. "So what? We’re two teenagers. No one would give it a second thought!"

She playfully pushed him away. "You’re supposed to be Angie’s boyfriend!"

Steve gave her a sheepish grin. "Oh, yeah, right." Then his face changed to one of amused curiosity. "So, how’d it go with Artie? Did you bring him around?"

Michelle blushed a little and dropped her eyes. "You might say that," she replied with a coy smile.

Steve waited for moment, but she didn’t say anything else, teasing him. He moved closer and made like he was going to grab her again. She squealed and jumped back out of his reach, laughing. "Ok! Ok!" He stopped reaching for her and she looked at him, her eyes sparkling. "I think I convinced him to join us." She looked around to make sure they weren’t overheard, then whispered, "You didn’t tell me how big he is!"

Steve shot her a quizzical look. "Huh?"

Michelle gave him a stern look and gestured toward his crotch . "He’s huge! You mean you didn’t know?"

Steve’s look of surprise told that he didn’t. "Artie? Naw, you’re shittin’ me!"

Michelle shook her head emphatically. "Uh-uh!" She held her hands up about nine inches apart.

Steve shook his head slowly. "Holy shit! I had no idea!"

"You mean you’ve never seen him in the showers at school?"

"No, never. We’ve never had gym together."

She grinned. "Well, I suggest you work on your technique, lover boy! ‘Cause you sure can’t compete with him in the size department!" Steve grinned and made a lunge for her.

"You’re gonna pay for that!" he called out as she squealed again and took off across the yard toward the gate. He chased her and caught her just before she reached it, grabbing her with both arms around her slender waist and lifting her off the ground.

"Put me down!" she cried, laughing and struggling in his strong arms.

"Uh-uh! Not until you say you’re sorry!" he replied, laughing along with her.

"Ok! Ok!" she relented as he continued to hold her. "I give! I’m sorry!"

He slowly lowered her back to her feet and she turned around, still wrapped in his arms. "I was only teasing you," she said, touching his cheek.

"You mean Artie’s not really that big?" he replied.

She laughed. "Oh, no, he is!" Then her voice softened as their eyes met. "But bigger isn’t always better." Before they realized it, they were locked in a hot, passionate kiss that lasted for several seconds. Steve released her and she backed away.

"I better get going. What time do you get off work?"

"Not until nine. I have to fill in for Jim."

"Oh," she said, disappointment evident in her voice and face. "Will you be working tomorrow?"

He shook his head. "Nope. Got the next three days off!"

Her face brightened. "See you at the creek tomorrow? Maybe you can prove my theory that bigger isn’t necessarily better!" She gave him a sexy grin and wink.

"I’ll be there," he replied. With a final wave, she blew him a kiss, then was gone. He made his way back into the house to get ready for work.

Chapter 27

Karen was in the kitchen cleaning up the lunch dishes. She looked out the window when she heard Michelle cry out and was surprised to see her and Steve playing around in a manner that suggested they were a little more than just friends. When she saw them embrace and kiss by the gate, she was shocked. While she had no solid proof beyond her own intuition, she was positive he and Angie were an item.

He came in the back door and was about to go downstairs when she called out to him.

"Steve, could you come here for a minute?"

He poked his head into the kitchen. "What is it, Mom? I have to get ready for work."

She sat down at the kitchen table and gestured for him to come and sit. "I know. This will only take a minute." He came into the kitchen and sat down at the table opposite her. She studied him for a moment before speaking.

"I have a question for you and I want you to answer truthfully." He gave her a puzzled look. This made him a little edgy, but he tried to keep a calm expression.

"Um, ok. What is it?"

She leaned over the table, her hands clasped in front of her, locked her eyes on his and asked, "Are you and Angie dating?"

Steve wasn’t prepared for that. He hesitated, unsure what to say. He had never outright lied to her before. Well, he denied smoking pot, but that was it. He knew she’d see right through him if he tried to deny his and Angie’s relationship. He lowered his eyes.

"Yeah, I . . . I guess we are," he said in a low voice.

"I thought so," Karen said, sitting back in her chair. "Why were you keeping it a secret?"

He shrugged and looked up at her. "I dunno. We were afraid her parents might change their mind about moving here if they knew."

She inhaled a deep breath and let it out slowly, still watching him. "Steve, that’s ridiculous. Mark and Cathy like you. I’m sure they wouldn’t have a problem with you two getting together." She paused, watching his eyes. "Unless, that is, you were doing things that kids your age shouldn’t be doing." He once again lowered his eyes, giving her his answer without having to speak. She sighed. "Steve, you are both too young for sex. I hope you at least used some protection." He didn’t look up. He couldn’t. This was just too damn humiliating; being lectured by your mother for screwing your girlfriend!

Karen stood up and walked over to the sink, then turned and leaned against the counter, folding her arms over her chest. "I suppose there’s no point in telling you not to do it anymore, because you will anyway. All I ask is that you’re careful, ok?"

He nodded without looking at her. "Can I go now?"

She watched him for a few seconds, then said, "I have just one more question, then you can go." He glanced up at her, but quickly averted his eyes again. She continued. "If you and Angie are dating, why did I just see you kissing Michelle in the back yard?"

‘Oh, shit!’ Steve thought as he felt a knot forming in the pit of his stomach. He just sat there, saying nothing.

Karen sighed and went back over to the table. "Steve, you’re almost sixteen and I know girls are about the most important thing in your life right now, but it really isn’t nice to lead Angie and Michelle on like that. You need to make up your mind. It’s a very dangerous game you’re playing here, and if you’re not careful, you’re all going to get hurt." He nodded his head but didn’t look up. "And you could lose more than just a girlfriend. You’ll also be losing a friend, and they’re something you want to hold onto." She went over and placed her finger under his chin, lifting his eyes to hers. "Do you understand what I’m saying?"

He nodded. "Yes, Mom."

She held his eyes for a moment, then turned and went back to the dirty dishes. "Ok, end of lecture. I won’t bring this up again. You’ve been warned. Now go on, you’ll be late for work."

Steve got up and made his way down to his room, relieved to be out from under his mother’s accusing glare. He smiled to himself. If she only knew the half of it! He would have to tell Angie that she knew about them, but it really wasn’t a big deal anymore. They were moving here, and nothing as trivial as their dating was going to change that. He quickly changed into his work clothes and went back upstairs and out the door.

Chapter 28

Lin sat back down after talking to Jason on the phone next to Angie’s bed. She looked at Angie and took a deep breath.

"Are you absolutely sure about this?" she asked again.

Angie took her hand. "Yes, Lin. I’m sure. Are you ok with sharing your boyfriend?"

Lin looked down for a second, then looked back at her. "Only because it’s with you. I wouldn’t trust anyone else." Angie hugged her. She really was a good friend and she was going to miss her. She glanced over at the clock on her night stand. It was two-thirty. Lin had set up their rendezvous with Jason for four o’clock at his brother’s apartment.

"I better go take a shower and get ready," Angie said, standing up. "Are you going to wait here or do you want me to meet you somewhere?"

Lin stood up and smoothed her skirt. "I’m gonna go over there and hang with Jason, if it’s all right with you. You know where his brother’s apartment is, right?"

Angie nodded. "I’ll be there in about an hour," she told her, then narrowed her eyes and waved a finger at her. "Don’t start without me, now!"

Lin only smiled and gave her a quick kiss before saying goodbye and leaving. Angie stood there for a moment, wondering if she was doing the right thing. As she left her room and went to start her shower, she convinced herself that she was. Lin was her best friend and this might be the last time they saw each other.

An hour later Angie was walking down the street where their ‘meeting’ was supposed to take place. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans, white sneakers, and her sexiest navel-baring t-shirt (braless, of course) and felt very sexy. She must have looked pretty good, too, judging by the number of male heads that turned in her direction on her way over to Jason’s brother’s place. She found herself starting to look forward to the little menage-a-trois with great anticipation as the time approached. She really enjoyed making love with Lin, and Jason was one good looking guy!

She turned onto the walkway of the four story brick apartment building and glanced up to what she thought was the front window of Jason’s brother’s apartment on the second floor. She had met Lin here one morning after Lin had spent the night with Jason under the pretext of staying at her house. His brother was often out of town and didn’t mind if they used his place while he was gone. She could have sworn she saw the curtain drop back into place as she looked up.

Her suspicions were confirmed when she arrived at the security doors and saw Lin’s lithe body coming down the stairs to let her in, a big smile on her face and her short skirt flying up to reveal her panties under it. She pushed open the steel framed glass door and looked and looked around quickly before pulling it closed behind Angie.

"Hi!" she exclaimed, a little out of breath from running down to meet her. They stood in the doorway for a moment, then Lin took her by the hand and they made their way up the stairs to the second floor apartment.

They went inside and found Jason sitting on the couch. He was naked except for a towel wrapped around his waist. Angie gave them both a querulous look.

"I asked you to wait for me!" she said, nudging Lin with her elbow. Jason grinned and Lin stifled a giggle.

"We did!" she replied. "Jason just got out of the shower!"

He nodded and touched his damp hair. "It’s true! See?" He got up and walked over to them. Angie couldn’t help but to let her eyes graze over his well-toned chest and arms, and drop down to his towel-covered hips. There was a definite swelling in his groin area. She looked back up to his handsome face and towel dried blonde hair. His sky blue eyes seemed to bore into her mind as he approached and gave her a warm hug.

"Nice to see you again, Angie," he said before he released her. He stood back and scanned her tight young body in her skin-tight jeans and tiny t-shirt. "You look real nice," he added.

"Thanks, Jason. You, too," she replied, then glanced over at Lin, who was watching them closely. Angie thought she detected a hint of jealousy on her face, or maybe it was remorse, before it was replaced with her trademark smile.

"I was a little surprised when Lin called," he said as he moved over and put a strong arm around her waist and squeezed her petite body to his. "But, hey, what’s a guy to do?" He leaned over and kissed Lin, then grinned at Angie.

Angie winked at Lin, then looked back to Jason, who stood at least a foot taller than the tiny girl. "Sure you can handle both of us?"

Jason laughed and squeezed Lin tighter. "I dunno, but it’s gonna be a blast finding out!"

Lin turned to face him and reached up to wrap her arms around his neck. Jason leaned down and they kissed hungrily, their mouths literally devouring one another. Angie watched them and felt her nipples harden as the rubbed against the fabric of her t-shirt. Her hand went up under her shirt and she began to rub her tits, squeezing the nipples between her finger and thumb until it hurt. This was too much - she needed to be a part of this right now.

She went over to them and placed a hand on Lin’s shoulder. She pulled away from Jason’s lips and turned to Angie. Before she could say or do anything, Angie kissed her with the same animal passion that she and Jason had exhibited.

Jason straightened up and watched the two girls make out, a smile creeping across his lips. He felt his cock straining against the towel, creating an even larger tent in it. When Lin had called and told him she’d found someone and asked if he was still interested in a threesome, he had been skeptical that she would actually go through with it. But now he was convinced that she would, and watching her kissing another hot girl was even better than he had imagined!

Angie and Lin finally ended their loving kiss and they both turned to Jason, their eyes dropping almost at the same time to his hardon straining to be released. Angie smiled at him, then looked at Lin, who was licking her lips as she stared at Jason’s cock-tent.

"He appears to be ready," Angie commented, winking to her friend. Lin giggled. Angie turned her to face her and began to unbutton her sleeveless blouse. She kept her eyes on Lin’s dark ones as she slowly unfastened each button until they were all undone. She could sense her nervousness as her fingers undid the buttons. When she finished, she kissed Lin, then pushed the thin shirt over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

Like Angie, Lin wore no bra. Her tits weren’t big, only an A cup, and they pointed straight out, her nipples hard. Even though they were small, Angie found them beautiful; and very sexy. She reached out and squeezed the little mounds, then leaned down and sucked one of her hard, brown nipples into her mouth.

Lin closed her eyes and sighed, her hand going to Angie’s head and caressing her long hair. She opened her eyes and looked over at Jason, who had returned to the couch to watch them. He had dropped his towel and was slowly stroking his seven inch long cock.

Lin gently pulled Angie’s face from her tits, then kissed her. She reached down to the hem of Angie’s short t-shirt and lifted it up and over her head, gently freeing it from her long hair. Angie’s generous breasts were revealed to Jason and both girls heard him moan as he saw them embrace and kiss, pressing their chests together in a very erotic way.

They broke off their kiss and turned to him. He was completely naked and his hard shaft was coated in a sheen of precum as he continued to pump his meat. Lin and Angie exchanged a look, then went over to him, hand in hand. He looked up at his topless girlfriend and her beautiful blonde friend and grinned.

"Think you could, uh, help me out here, girls?" he said, nodding to his hard cock with the same grin on his face.

Lin dropped to her knees and pushed his legs apart. She took his cock in her small hand and stroked it a few times, then leaned her head down and began to lick and tease his balls with her tongue. She seemed to be getting over her nervousness. Jason’s grin changed to a contented smile as he stroked her shiny black hair, which spilled over his legs and abdomen. It felt so smooth and silky as it softly tickled his skin, intensifying the feelings she was creating with her hot little mouth.

As Lin moved from his balls up to his shaft, Angie felt her pussy getting wetter. She unfastened her tight jeans while Jason watched, then slowly lowered the fly and slipped a hand inside, pushing it under her panties until she reached her hard clit. She sighed and began to rub it in small concentric circles, closing her eyes as she masturbated before her friend’s boyfriend.

As Jason watched Angie, Lin moved up his shaft to his engorged head and wrapped her lips around it, taking nearly half of his cock into her warm mouth. His attention quickly moved back to her and he moaned contentedly as her soft lips and tongue moved over his throbbing hardon.

Angie noticed his attention shift and kicked off her sneakers. She began to work her tight jeans over her hips, then bent over and slid them down her slender legs. She was wearing a sexy red lace thong, and she picked up one foot, removed her sock, then did the same to the other. Jason turned back to her and smiled at her beautiful body. She slid her hand back into her thong and continued rubbing her increasingly wet pussy. He felt his cock leak more precum into Lin’s mouth at the sight of her and Lin murmured her approval, sucking hard.

Jason soon felt himself becoming very aroused and he didn’t want to cum just yet so he lifted Lin’s head from his prick, pulled her up to his face, and kissed her hard. When they pulled apart, she looked over and saw Angie dressed in only her sexy thong and masturbating for them. She grinned and kissed Jason one more time before standing and going over to Angie.

Angie pulled Lin to her and kissed her. Angie took her hand and slipped inside her thong, urging Lin to rub her pussy. She was hesitant at first. This was going way beyond a kiss, but Angie smiled and kissed her, easing her nervousness. She began to gently probe at Angie’s wet snatch, bringing a smile of approval from her.

Jason stood up, his hard cock sticking straight out in front of him, and went up behind Lin. He looked over her head to Angie, who had her eyes closed as Lin’s fingers delved into her dripping twat. As if she sensed his eyes on her, she opened hers and smiled at him. He leaned over and kissed Lin’s bare shoulder, then took the hand Angie had been using to play with herself and lifted it to his lips. He kissed her wet, sticky fingers, then slipped them into his mouth, sucking her juices from them. Angie watched him sucking on her fingers, becoming more turned on by the second.

Lin began rubbing her beautiful little butt against Jason’s hardon, causing him to murmur as he sucked on Angie’s fingers. He moved his free hand to Lin’s breast and squeezed it before teasing her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Angie broke off her kiss with Lin and dropped to her knees before her. She reached up and unzipped her cute little skirt, then let it fall to her feet. Without hesitating, she grasped the waistband of her white panties and slowly pulled them down to reveal her perfect little hairless pussy.

She lowered Lin’s panties and helped her step out of them, then focused her attention once more on her beautiful little slit. Lin was enjoying Jason’s gentle caress and the feel of his hard dick pressing against her bare ass felt absolutely wonderful. She looked down at Angie, who smiled up at her and began to kiss her mons.

Lin watched as Angie’s lips moved closer and closer to her wet pussy, screaming in her head for her to just dive in and lick her! At the same time, Jason pointed his long hard member between her slightly spread legs. He was too tall for it to push into her twat, but she loved the feel of it rubbing along her little rosebud, his precum creating adequate lubrication.

Angie finally began licking her engorged pussy lips and she moaned in response. Jason continued to fondle her tits and bent over to kiss her neck. Lin turned her head and kissed him full on, pushing her tongue into his mouth and moaning. Angie continued licking her wet pussy, even managing to get the occasional lick of Jason’s cock when it was within reach of her flicking tongue.

Jason loved the feel of his cock sliding along her crack, but he needed more. "Baby, I need to fuck you!" he whispered into her ear. Lin moaned and murmured her approval.

"Oh, yes! Fuck me!" she gasped as Angie brought her nearer her release. She turned around to kiss him, bringing a moan of disappointment from Angie. She was thoroughly enjoying the sweet taste of Lin’s delicate little pussy. She stood up, lightly caressing Lin’s back as she embraced Jason.

Lin broke off her kiss with Jason, then turned and embraced Angie, kissing her. As their tongues flicked and caressed each other, Lin led her haltingly to the couch. When she felt her legs bump up against it, she released Angie, then smiled and knelt on it, leaning her arms on the arm of the couch and pointing her diminutive little ass toward Jason. He came closer, his thick meat nearly touching the exposed pink of her waiting pussy.

But before he could push it into her tender, warm, hole, Angie grasped his cock and dropped to her knees. With a lick of her lips and a wicked grin, she began to lick it, then sucked over half of it into her mouth, sucking so hard that her cheeks dimpled inward. Jason moaned and laid his hand on her blonde head, urging her to take more of.

Lin glanced back over her shoulder, wondering why she hadn’t yet felt his hardness pressing into her, and smiled as she watched her friend sucking hard on her boyfriend’s cock. For some reason she couldn’t explain, it was making her even hotter.

Angie sucked for a few seconds, then pulled the drooling cock from her lips and positioned its tip at Lin’s small hole. She gasped when she finally felt the soft head touch her, then slowly slip inside. She could feel every part of him spreading her vaginal walls wider and sending small shivers of pleasure throughout her body. She pushed back, urging him to go faster, until he was all the way in. She flexed her pussy muscles, gripping him even tighter, then relaxed them and they began a slow fuck.

Angie watched Jason push into Lin, then knelt next to them, watching from only a few inches away as his member slid in and out of her tight pussy. She licked her lips when she saw it glistening with her sweet juices, and after a few strokes, she couldn’t stop herself from pulling it out and having another taste.

Jason gasped at the different feel of Angie’s warm mouth and tongue, then he was back in Lin. They kept this up for quite some time. Every so often, Jason would pause with his cock all the way inside Lin, forcing the urge to cum to subside before starting again. The combination of Lin’s tight pussy and Angie’s mouth was taking its’ toll and he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to keep from blowing his load into one of them.

Lin was panting heavily. She’d already had a few small orgasms, but she knew a big one was coming. She felt a sense of loss every time Angie took Jason’s cock from her pussy, but it only seemed to prolong and intensify her impending orgasm. When he did push back into her, her level of pleasure increased, until she couldn’t prevent herself from releasing in an incredibly intense orgasm.

"Oh, yeah, baby," she moaned, her eyes closed and neck straining. "Oh, yeah! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! I’m cumming . . .!" The last word was drawn out into a cry as her small body tensed and her pussy clamped down on Jason’s hard member. She cried out, gasping and moaning as her body twisted and jerked, then seemed to relax.

All the while, Jason and Angie watched her, then exchanged a grin. She was so fucking sexy when she came!

When her orgasm eased, reduced to only a few twitches and spasms, she opened her eyes. Angie moved up to her face and kissed her. Lin smiled dreamily and lowered her head to her arms, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

"Oh, shit, that was a good one!" she gasped. She kissed Angie again, then allowed Jason to slowly remove his slick cock from her gaping pussy and collapsed onto the couch, grinning at both of them.

Jason moved closer, holding his cock near her lips. Lin didn’t hesitate, but took it in her small hand and sucked it into her mouth, cleaning her juices and Jason’s precum from it hungrily.

While she did this, Angie moved closer to Jason and kissed him. He returned her kiss, his hand going to her firm breast. She sighed as he toyed with her nipple and kneaded the sensitive flesh. But what she wanted was his cock in her pussy. She broke off the kiss and caressed Lin’s silky hair as she bobbed back and forth on Jason’s cock.

"Can I have a turn, Lin?" she asked, eyeing Jason.

Lin pulled her lips from his cock and looked up at her. She nodded, grinning.

Angie had Jason sit down, then she straddled him, facing him, and pressed her tits to his face. Lin helped position his cock at her dripping pussy, and she slowly impaled herself on it. There was a mutual gasp of pleasure from both of them as she settled down on it.

Jason had never fucked two women in such a short time span before and the difference in their pussies was very noticeable. While they were both tight, Lin had a way of using her muscles to squeeze him and almost milk his dick. Angie, on the other hand, used her body to move not only up and down, but back and forth; side to side. She was always moving, switching up her technique. He watched her rock her hips, and the sexy way she moved was only adding to the intense feelings her tight pussy was creating in him. After a few minutes of her, he knew it was time.

"Oh shit!" he gasped, slipping her hard nipple from his mouth. "Angie, I’m gonna cum!"

She slowed down, moving her pelvis in a circular motion as she held his hard cock inside her. "Just a few more minutes, please, baby! I’m almost there!"

Jason nodded and tried to think of anything but this hot blonde fucking him while his equally hot girlfriend watched. He watched her face; her eyes closed and her mouth opening and closing in a silent moan. It was damn hard not to shoot his load with her looking like that! He glanced over at Lin, who was sitting in the chair across from them, her legs hanging over the arms of it while she pumped two fingers in and out of her pussy. With her other hand, she was rubbing her clit and had a look of intense pleasure on her beautiful face. This was too much for any guy!

"Angie, I . . ." he gasped.

Suddenly, she pushed her pussy all the way onto his cock and collapsed onto him, her arms gripping his neck.

"Oh, yes! Oh . . . !" She groaned loudly and her already snug pussy squeezed his cock harder. He felt her jerk and shake as the orgasm rippled through her. He heard Lin give a small cry and looked over to see her legs squeezed together, her fingers still in her pussy. Her head was thrown back and her face was pinched in an expression of pure ecstasy, her own orgasm causing her small body to jerk and tremble.

Angie was starting to relax. He could feel her pussy easing up on his cock, with the exception of the occasional tremor, and she was panting; gasping for breath. He was still rock-hard, and couldn’t believe he didn’t cum while these two very hot girls both fucked him until they came.

After a moment, Angie lifted her head and gave him a contented smile and a kiss. She slowly extracted herself from him, wincing as she did so. Lin had come down from her own self-induced orgasm and came over to stand next to her. They embraced and kissed while Jason watched, his throbbing prick still at full attention.

"Uh, ladies?" he asked. They broke off their kiss and looked at him. He gestured to his cock. "I could use a little help here," he added with a grin.

With a smile, they both knelt at his feet and began taking turns sucking his cock and licking his balls. He lay his head back on the couch, enjoying the feel of two mouths working on him. He knew he wasn’t going to last long, and before Lin was much into her second shift on his cock, he felt the cum starting to boil.

"Uh, I’m gonna cum!" he gasped, stroking her hair.

She looked up at him, but didn’t stop sucking. Angie lifted her head from his balls.

"Cum in our faces, baby," she cooed seductively, licking her lips.

"Mmmph," Lin said, nodding. She released his cock and he stood up, stroking his cock while they took up positions in front of it. In only a few seconds, he felt the jism surging through his shaft and erupting from the hole. Lin caught the first shot right across her open mouth, with some shooting across her forehead. Angie quickly moved in for her treat and was rewarded with a second load directly into her mouth. She swallowed it, then grasped his cock and milked the remainder of it from him. It dribbled over her hand and she took him back into her mouth, cleaning him. Lin indicated she wanted more, so Angie passed his still hard cock to her. She took nearly half of it into her tiny mouth, sucking hard, trying to get a few more drops.

Satisfied that they’d sucked all of his seed, they began kissing and licking what had fallen to their faces and bodies from each other. Jason watched them do this, thinking that he would soon be ready to go again if they kept this up much longer. They licked until they couldn’t find another drop, then looked up at him, licking their lips and grinning.

"You taste wonderful, baby!" Lin exclaimed. Angie nodded her agreement. Then Lin looked sadly at Jason’s slowly shrinking member. "But I’m still horny!" she pouted, taking it in her hand and attempting to revive him.

Jason laughed and sat down on the couch, breathing a sigh of exhaustion. "I’m gonna need a few minutes, Lin," he said, nodding to his deflating cock. "Why don’t we take a break?"

Lin looked over at Angie, her eyes dropping between her friend’s legs. "How about you?" she asked, smiling impishly. "Do you need to take a break?"

Angie leaned in and kissed her. "Uh-uh," she whispered, and pushed Lin to her back on the floor. She turned around and straddled her, lowering her pussy to Lin’s face. Lin immediately began to lick at her engorged pussy like she’d been doing it for years. Angie smiled contentedly and lowered her head between Lin’s legs. She felt Lin moan as her tongue found her clit and they began a long, slow sixty-nine while Jason watched from his seat on the couch.

The rest of the afternoon went pretty much the same. They both fucked Jason again and Lin allowed him to cum inside her. Angie never did that, feeling maybe that was something to be shared by them. When they were all finally sexually sated, and a little exhausted, Angie kissed them both and left for home, promising Lin that she wouldn’t leave town without seeing her again. She grinned. Maybe they could have a private session without Jason!

She kept thinking about whether or not she should tell Steve and Michelle about this, and decided it may be best not to. At least not until their relationship was more established.

She continued toward home, a smile of satisfaction on her face, and the aroma of her partner’s sex filling her senses. All in all, a good day!

larrykay63
04-09-2007, 02:50 PM
very good story BJ. stories this long don't usually hold my attention, but i read every word. thanks for sharing this.

BJ Cortland
04-09-2007, 10:40 PM
Here's the next part:
Chapter 29

The next day, Steve pedaled down the path to the creek and found Michelle lying on her towel near the big oak. She turned her head and waved at him and he was once again captivated by her beauty and how awesome she looked in her bikini. It seemed like weeks since Angie had left and he was in dire need of some release. He hoped Michelle felt the same way.

He dropped his bike next to hers and walked over to where she was stretched out on her towel, her long hair fanning out around her head.

“Hey, gorgeous!” he exclaimed, sitting down cross-legged next to her and patting her upper thigh.

She smiled and looked over at him. “Hey, yourself, handsome!”

He looked up toward the path, then back to her. “So, come here often?”

She groaned and sat up, resting her hand on his, then moved it further up her leg. “Please, no more cheesy lines.” They kissed, long and passionately, his hand moving up her body to cup her ample breast, teasing it until her nipples were rock hard. She murmured into his mouth and he pinched it, causing her to cry out and kiss him even harder. He was about to move his hand to the tie between her soft mounds when they heard the sound of an approaching bicycle. They broke off the kiss and Steve sighed.

“Shit.”

Michelle giggled and gave him one last kiss before Artie came into view. “Later, lover!”

Steve looked up. “Hey, Artie!” Michelle also turned and waved.

“Hi, guys!” Artie replied as he made his way over to them. Michelle got up and gave him a deep, wet kiss when he got there and his face was bright red when she finally released him.

“Where’s Jake and Kristi?” she asked him.

“Jake said they’ll be here in an hour or two. Something about her wanting to get something at the mall . . . I dunno.”

Michelle looked over at Steve and he could see the mischievous look in her eye. She addressed Artie, but continued to hold Steve’s gaze. “You say they’re gonna be at least an hour?”

Artie unfolded his towel. “That’s what he said.”

She winked at Steve and turned back to Artie. “Hmmm . . . now what could the three of us do for an hour?” She placed a finger on her chin and tried to look pensive, then brightened up. “Hey! I know!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, she turned Artie to face her, gave him a quick kiss, then dropped to her knees, her hands grasping his shorts and pulling them down.

“Hey!” he exclaimed, glancing sheepishly at Steve. His cock was already growing because of her passionate kiss and drooped half erect between his legs.

Steve couldn’t help but look at Artie’s massive tool. Holy shit, Michelle wasn’t kidding! As he watched, she began to stroke it, looking up into his face.

“Hey, what?” she asked, grinning devilishly at him. “Are you shy just because Steve’s here?”

Artie shrugged but made no move to stop her.

Michelle took his hand and pulled him down to his knees, then pushed him back so he was lying on his back on her towel. She continued to stroke his now rock-hard cock, then lowered her head to it and gave it a long, slow lick. Artie gasped and closed his eyes. Michelle turned to Steve, who was watching this transpire with a look of mild amusement. A week ago, this would have seemed wildly unbelievable, but now it was just another day in his life with Angie and Michelle; and now, it would seem, Artie, too.

Michelle licked her lips and wiggled her bikini-clad ass at him. “I wonder what it would feel like to have a cock in my mouth and pussy at the same time?” she asked, as if talking to herself.

Steve grinned and moved over to her as she lowered her mouth back to Artie’s raging hard-on and began to suck and lick it. He moved behind her and slowly pulled the skimpy garment over her beautifully curved hips, extracting it from between her wet lips. She lifted one leg at a time so he could remove it without breaking her oral rhythm on Artie. He quickly dropped his shorts and placed the tip of his own stiff prick to her puffy lips. With a muffled “mmmph”, she pushed her tiny butt backward and his cock easily slipped into her tight, wet tunnel. He pushed it all the way in, his eyes closing as her tender warmth enveloped him.

He began a slow pumping motion, trying to put the fact that she was sucking on his buddy’s dick out of his mind. Every once in a while she’d release Artie’s cock and moan or tell him how good it felt. They kept this up for a few minutes until Michelle indicated that she wanted to switch.

Steve and Artie exchanged positions, awkwardly trying to avoid any physical or eye contact. Michelle watched them with an amused smile, but said nothing as Steve lay back on the towel. She knelt over him and took his wet cock into her mouth, slurping noisily on it. Artie moved up behind her and pressed his thick meat to her wet pussy.

Steve’s cock had felt great, but this was what she was waiting for. She was more than ready and despite his large size, he easily spread her wide open and pushed half of it into her. She moaned loudly and began to pump back and forth on it. She wanted to see just how much she could handle.

Steve lay back and allowed Michelle to swallow most of his dick. She was getting better at this. Still not up to Angie’s expertise, but definitely improving. He heard her grunting and couldn’t help but look up at Artie’s massive tool pushing into her. She released his cock and lifted her head.

“Oh, fuck! More, baby! Go deeper!”

Steve watched as Artie pushed a little further into Michelle’s tight pussy. She groaned and lowered her head, her hand still caressing Steve’s prick. Her hair brushed across his stomach, tickling him and adding to the sensations her hand and mouth were creating. He longed for her to take him back into her mouth again, but understood why she was a little distracted.

Artie had more than half of his long, thick cock inside her and she craved more. He was already deeper than he had been before, but she was prepared for him this time. There was some pain, true, but it was a good kind of pain! Could she take him all? Only one way to find out!

“More,” she gasped, and began to suck furiously on Steve’s cock. Artie slowly fed another inch into her and she cried out, her voice muffled by Steve’s cock. He stopped and began to with draw, but she quickly lifted her head and looked back at him.

“No! Don’t stop! I want it all!” He could see the animalistic look in her eyes. “Fuck me with that monster!” she growled and pushed backward, taking in another inch.

Artie continued to feed his cock into her and her cries grew more and more urgent. He was certain he was hurting her, but if he let up, she would just push back against him. She had abandoned Steve for the time being, concentrating instead on the huge phallus filling her womb. He watched in amazement as his cock slowly disappeared into the tight, wet confines of her tender pussy.

Michelle couldn’t believe she was doing this! Two guys at once, out here in the open, and with ten inches of the biggest cock she’d ever seen buried to the hilt in her! The feeling was incredible! It hurt - hell, yes! But the pain was good, too! It was something she never thought was possible, but she certainly couldn’t deny it! Artie began to withdraw, then pushed back in.

She gasped and lowered her head. She felt the start of an orgasm and soon she was cumming hard on Artie’s huge cock. She jerked and moaned, then lowered her head to Steve’s stomach as she slowly came down, her body tingling and Artie still buried inside her.

Steve’s cock brushed her cheek and she instinctively grasped it and took it into her mouth. Artie began a slow fuck as she alternated sucking on Steve’s cock and crying out as he moved in and out of her ultra-sensitive pussy.

While it was amazing to watch Michelle take all of Artie’s monster cock, Steve was getting more than a little frustrated by the constant interruptions of his blowjob. When she seemed to be taking Artie a little easier, he reached up and placed his hands on her head, holding her in place. She didn’t resist, and even appeared to be trying to swallow more of his cock. He started lifting her head up and down; in effect, fucking her mouth.

Michelle gagged a little as Steve pushed her head up and down on his cock. She really didn’t mind him doing it, and it was actually a bit of a turn-on having him treat her like that. She felt like such a slut - and she loved it! They worked into a bit of a rhythm - when Artie drove in, Steve would lift her head, then push it back down when Artie withdrew. Before long, Steve’s cock was going well into her throat and she could feel his pubic hair tickling her nose.

Artie was moaning louder. “Oh, shit!” he gasped. “I’m gonna cum!”

Michelle tried to lift her head and Steve released her so she could. “Not in my pussy! Pull out and cum on my ass!”

Artie pumped a few more times while Michelle watched, then pulled out his long cock and stroked it a few times before closing his eyes and groaning.

“Arggghh!” he cried as his hot jism splattered all over her creamy ass and halfway up her back. He stroked his cock until he was finished, then sat back on his haunches, breathing deeply.

Steve turned Michelle back to his own little problem and she immediately resumed sucking him off with even more enthusiasm than before. She took him all the way in, willingly fucking him with her mouth. Steve just lay back and enjoyed it. She didn’t need him to move her head anymore. Before long, he felt his cum rising and was soon unloading a huge load into her throat. Michelle murmured contentedly as she swallowed every drop before falling onto the towel next to him, her body tired and aching, but very satisfied.

Steve looked over at Artie and grinned. Artie managed to grin back, then fell backward onto the grass, completely spent. Michelle crawled over to him and began licking and cleaning him off, causing him to moan and twitch.

When she finished, she looked up at him and winked, then jumped up and ran over the bank into the water, leaving her bikini bottoms next to them on the grass. Artie and Steve both watched her go, then flopped back onto the grass, content and exhausted. Finally Artie turned toward Steve, carefully focusing his eyes away from his naked lower extremities.

“Holy shit! Can you believe this?!” he exclaimed, looking up into the hot summer sky and shading his eyes against the sun.

Steve grinned and let out a short laugh. “Yeah, I know. Who would have thought Michelle would ever act like this!” He pulled himself to a sitting position and reached for his shorts. Artie groped around until he located his and began to pull them on. Steve stood up and watched Michelle splashing around in the creek. “You know you can’t tell anyone about this - ever,” he said, glancing at Artie as he got up and adjusted his shorts.

“Fuck, no!” he said. “Think of what would happen to Michelle!”

Steve smiled to himself, pleased that Artie’s first thoughts weren’t of himself, but of Michelle and the consequences to her reputation if word got out what she was doing with them. His face remained somber. “Exactly. We don’t want her or Angie to get hurt. So just keep this very hush-hush and we should have a very interesting time at high school!”

Artie nodded and picked up Michelle’s bikini from the grass. “No problem, bud. But if Jake finds out, he’s really gonna be pissed that we didn’t tell him!”

Steve grabbed his arm as he started toward where Michelle was climbing from the creek, momentarily startling him. “Do not - under any circumstances - tell Jake about this!” He locked his eyes on Artie’s until Artie looked away.

“I said I wouldn’t tell anyone,” Artie replied, his voice becoming very serious as his eyes once more met Steve’s. “I know how much of a dog Jake is. He’s the last person I would ever tell!” They held each others eyes for a few seconds, then Steve eased his grip on his arm as Michelle strode toward them, wet and naked.

“Sorry, man. I just wanted to make sure,” he said quietly as he released Artie. Artie nodded understandingly and passed Michelle her bikini. She watched the two of them while she dressed, wondering why they were being so quiet.

“Are you guys ok?” she asked, fearing jealousy may have reared its ugly head.

“Sure,” Artie said with a shrug, then gave her a quick kiss as she retied her top on. She looked over at Steve, who merely shrugged and offered a slight smile.

“No problem,” he said. “We were just discussing the importance of keeping this arrangement confidential.” Artie nodded in agreement. Michelle breathed a silent sigh of relief. She was afraid she may have gone too far doing both of them at once, but they apparently had no problems sharing her. Things would be better when Angie got back.

“When’s Angie coming back?” she asked Steve.

He shrugged and sat down cross-legged on the towel, pulling his stash from his backpack. “I’m not sure,” he replied as he sprinkled some weed on a paper and began the meticulous task of rolling a perfect joint. The others watched silently until he was satisfied and stuck it between his lips.

“I hope it isn’t too much longer,” Michelle said, leaning in to light it. “I really miss her.”

Steve took a long toke, squinting as the smoke swirled around his eyes, and passed the joint to Michelle. He nodded, then exhaled. “Yeah, me too,” he said sadly. He thought back to the day she’d left and how they didn’t get to say a proper goodbye. Was it only four days ago? It seemed much longer.

Chapter 30

Three days later, Angie was excitedly tossing some clothes into her suitcase. Her and her mother were going back to Mason to do some house hunting. Her father would be busy wrapping up his business affairs in Williamstown so when her mother asked if she wanted to come along, she jumped at the chance. They would be staying at Steve’s house again and she couldn’t wait to get him alone!

They had only spoken once on the phone, two days ago, and at that time she didn’t know they would be coming back. She decided not to call him, hoping to surprise him.

They finished packing the van and left for Mason before dawn the next morning. It was a nine hour drive and Angie managed to sleep for a few hours, but it felt like the longest trip she’d ever taken. She thought about her and Steve’s last love-making session and how beautiful it had been. Michelle also occupied her thoughts and she hoped the three of them could get together for some fun as well.

It was almost four in the afternoon when they finally arrived at the O’Connell’s and Angie could barely wait until her mother stopped the van before jumping out.

“Hey! Take something in with you!” her mother called as she got out. Angie was halfway to the door and turned around, trotting over to the back of the van as her mother opened the back door.

“Sorry, Mom. I’m just anxious to see Steve and Michelle,” she said as she lifted a suitcase.

“There’ll be plenty of time to hang out with your friends,” she replied, picking up her own luggage.

Just then, the door of the house opened and Karen came out to greet them.

“Hey! You guys made good time!” she exclaimed, giving Cathy a warm hug and smiling at Angie.

“Sorry to impose on you like this,” Cathy began as they started toward the house.

Karen laughed. “You’re not imposing! Remember, I insisted you stay with us. You’re pretty much family and you’re not staying in a hotel!”

Angie looked over at Karen. “Is Steve home?”

Karen shook her head. “He’s at work. He gets off at five.” She held open the door so they could go inside. “I know he’ll be happy to see you!” she added with a little smile. Angie lowered her eyes and followed her mother inside, wondering if she suspected what Karen already knew about her and Steve.

She carried her bags downstairs and to the room she’d stayed in on her last visit. As she unpacked, her mind once more drifted back to the wonderful times her, Steve, and Michelle had shared here. She was getting wet just thinking about it. Come hell or high water, she and Steve were sleeping together tonight!

She finished unpacking and went upstairs to where Karen and Cathy were chatting over coffee in the kitchen. She sat down at the table and glanced up at the clock. It was four-forty-five. Steve would be here in less than half an hour.

“Angie? Did you hear me?”

Startled, she looked over at her mother, who was eyeing her.

“Huh? I’m sorry, Mom. I guess I was day-dreaming.”

Karen grinned knowingly, but said nothing.

“I was asking if you wanted to come with me to look at houses tomorrow,” Cathy asked, taking another sip from her cup.

“Uh, sure, I guess,” she replied, then looked over at Karen. “Is Steve working tomorrow?”

Karen smiled and nodded. “Tomorrow afternoon, I think. But I could be wrong. You’ll have to ask him.”

Cathy watched this exchange with interest, wondering why her daughter was so preoccupied with Steve. The look on Karen’s face told her she knew something about it and made a mental note to ask her about it.

The subject changed to the houses they were looking at and what neighborhoods they were in. Angie was half listening to them, but her real attention was focused on the clock. Only ten more minutes.

At five past five, she excused herself and went back downstairs, claiming it was hot and she was going to watch some TV. The women watched her go, then Cathy looked at Karen.

“Is there something going on with our kids I should know about?” she asked. “Angie has been moping around the house ever since we got home.”

Karen finished her coffee before replying. “You mean she hasn’t said anything?” She took Cathy’s empty cup and went over to get them a refill.

“No,” Cathy said slowly. “But I have my suspicions.”

Karen sat back down, sliding Cathy’s cup across the table. She nodded. “Yeah, they’re dating. I suspected it right away. I guess boys are a little easier to read than girls when it comes to this sort of thing.”

Cathy sighed. “Well, at least she picked a good kid.” She took a sip and sat thinking for a moment. “Just how serious do you think it is? Should they be sleeping next door ro one another in the basement?”

Karen pursed her lips. She was pretty sure Angie and Steve had already had sex, but wasn’t sure how to tell Cathy; or if she should even tell her at all.

“I think,” she began, her eyes moving from her cup up to Cathy. “That if they want to have sex, they’re going to, no matter what we do. Short of locking in their rooms, that is.” Cathy’s face took on a worried expression and Karen reached out and took her hand. “Look, Cathy, they’re teenagers. You were young once. All we can do is warn them of the consequences. If they’re going to do it, they’ll do it.” She paused, then added, “I already spoke to Steve about it when I first suspected they had hooked up. I . . . gave him some condoms, just in case.”

Cathy’s eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped. “You did what?!”

“I figured it was the right thing to do. At least they’d be protected!” Cathy closed her mouth but continued to stare at her friend. Karen managed a smile. “And from the expression on Steve’s face, I think he was more scared than anxious!”

Cathy continued to stare, but she finally let out a sigh. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I just couldn’t imagine my mother giving me condoms and telling me to be careful.” She smiled wanly at Karen. “It’s just so much more nerve-wracking with a daughter.”

Karen patted her hand. “They’re good kids, Cathy. They’ll do the right thing.”

They were interrupted by the door opening. Steve came in and dropped his backpack on the floor. He looked up at Cathy and Karen.

“Hi!” His surprise at seeing Cathy there was evident. Karen hadn’t told him they were coming. She wanted to see the look of surprise on his face. He looked from Cathy to his mother. “I didn’t know you were coming back so soon,” he said to Cathy as he got a glass of water and drank it in one long drink.

Cathy glanced over at Karen, then studied Steve in a different light. She could see how Angie would be attracted to him. He was quite good-looking and had a lean, well-toned body. He finished his water and turned around. Cathy averted her eyes back to her coffee, embarrassed that she was thinking about her friend’s teenage son in that way.

“We came to look at houses,” Cathy said before taking a quick sip.

Steve looked around. “Did . . . Angie come with you?” He tried to sound casual, but both women could sense his hopefulness.

Karen smiled and nodded toward the basement stairs. “She’s downstairs.”

Steve looked toward the stairs, then very carefully set his empty glass on the counter. He was trying to act nonchalant, but he was doing a poor job.

“Oh, ok,” he said. “I think I’ll go take a shower before supper.” He went over to the steps and, with a quick glance at the two women, disappeared around the corner. They could hear his thumping footsteps as he practically ran down the stairs. Karen couldn’t control herself any longer and burst out laughing, covering her mouth so Steve wouldn’t hear her. Cathy’s face also broke out into a wide grin.

“Did you see the look on his face?” Karen asked between chuckles. “He was trying to act so cool!”

Cathy grinned and allowed herself a small chuckle. Karen was right, Steve was a good kid, and so was Angie. She just wasn’t sure she was ready for her little girl to grow up.

Steve nearly tripped over his own feet as he stumbled down the stairs to the basement. He reached the bottom in one piece and looked around. The room was empty. Just then, the door to the bathroom opened and Angie stood there, looking so beautiful he wanted to take her into his room and make passionate love to her right then and there. To hell with their mothers in the kitchen. He was in love!

Angie’s eyes locked on his and a wide smile spread across her face. Her eyes sparkled as she ran over to him, leaping up and wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. They kissed long and hard, holding each other tightly. Angie started to move her hips, grinding her pussy against his already stiffening cock. They broke off the kiss and Angie hugged him, resting her head on his shoulder and continuing her warm embrace.

“I missed you so much!” she breathed into his ear.

“I missed you, too, baby!” he replied, his hands caressing her back. They kissed again, then Cathy’s voice from the top of the stairs broke the spell.

“Angie! Could come up and help me finish unloading the van, please?”

She let her legs drop to the floor, but continued to hold him with her arms. “I’ll be right back,” she told him. With a final kiss, she released his neck and went over to the steps, looking back until she couldn’t see him anymore. He sighed and pulled off his shirt, then his shorts. He went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, wondering when he and Angie would be able to make love again.

When he came out of the shower ten minutes later with a towel wrapped around his waist, he expected Angie to be waiting in the rec room. But she wasn’t there. He went into his room and slipped into a pair of shorts and t-shirt, combed his hair, and went upstairs.

Angie, Karen, and Cathy were in the kitchen, setting the table and doing the final preparations for dinner. Alan arrived home from work a few minutes later and greeted Cathy with a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek. They all sat down to eat and talked about the Delaney’s estimated moving date and whether they would be moved in time for Angie to start school in another month.

Cathy frowned. “I don’t know. It depends on if we find the right house and can get a quick closing. That’s asking a lot and I don’t want to settle for a place that isn’t what we want just to move in quicker.”

Alan swallowed a mouthful, then said, “You could always rent an apartment for a month or two.”

Cathy nodded. “That’s what we’re thinking we’ll do. It would be hard for Angie to change schools after only a month or two.”

Steve spoke up. “She could always stay here.”

Everyone turned to him and he felt a little embarrassed to be the center of attention. Angie sensed his discomfort and came to his rescue.

“That would be fine with me,” she said, trying to sound casual.

Cathy turned to her. “I’m sure it would, dear, but it’s not nice to ask to move in with someone.”

“I have no problem with that,” Karen said, glancing over at Steve’s father. Alan nodded.

“Sure. Angie’s just like family, anyway.” He grinned and gave her a wink. “The daughter we never had.”

Angie giggled and lowered her eyes, then looked over at her mother. “Could I, Mom? I wouldn’t even have to go back to Williamstown with you. All my stuff is already packed except what I brought with me.”

Cathy laid down her fork and fixed Angie with a hard look. “Angie . . .”

Karen interrupted her. “It’s ok, Cathy. It’s up to you and Mark, but if she wants to stay, that’s fine with us.”

Angie could feel her mother starting to give in. “Please, Mom? I’m starting to make friends here and it’s hard leaving them to go back home and have to say goodbye to everyone there all over again!”

Cathy sighed. “Let me talk to your father about it.” Angie grinned. “But that doesn’t mean I’m saying yes. We have to have a little talk first.” She glanced over at Steve, who ducked his head and concentrated on his dinner.

Alan caught the exchange and looked over at Karen with a questioning look on his face. She mouthed, ‘later’, and went back to eating.

The rest of the meal was relatively quiet, with only a smattering of conversation. Angie could hardly contain herself. She had to convince her parents to let her stay! Just the thought of being separated from Steve again was almost unbearable!

When dinner was finished, Steve and Angie volunteered to clean up and their parents retired to the living room. Steve glanced over his shoulder as they stood at the sink doing the dishes, then whispered to Angie, “Do you think they’ll say yes?”

She smiled and their hands touched as he passed her a plate to dry. “They have to. I don’t want to be apart from you again. Or Michelle.”

He nodded and began thinking about Michelle and Artie. He hadn’t had the chance to tell Angie about the addition to their little group and although he didn’t know exactly how to tell her, he knew it had to be done soon.

“Why don’t we call Michelle and ask her to come over tonight?” he said as he passed another plate to her.

She nodded. “Yeah, good idea. I can’t wait to see her again.” She gave him a quick sideways glance then nudged him. “Did you two get together while I was gone?”

He looked over at her, expecting an accusing stare, but her eyes twinkled and she had a mischievous grin on her face. He felt his face getting hot.

“Aha! Looks like you did!” she whispered, shoving him sideways with her hip.

He grinned and looked embarrassed. “Yeah, we did. But really only once. We were, uh, interrupted the first time we tried.”

She looked up at him as she hung the dish towel on the rack. “Oh?” She looked toward the living room to make sure they weren’t overheard, then leaned in closer. “What happened?”

Steve took a deep breath. “It’s kind of a long story,” he said, looking toward the living room. “Why don’t we wait for Michelle and we can both explain it to you.”

Angie gave him a questioning look, but figured he had his reasons. “Ok. What’s her number? I’ll give her a call now.” Steve recited the number. She dialed it, spoke to Michelle’s mother for a moment, then waited for Michelle to come on the line.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Michelle. It’s Angie.”

“Angie!” Her enthusiasm was evident in her voice. “How are you? Are you back in town?”

“Yeah, we just got here.”

“Cool! Are you here for good?”

“That’s kind of up the air right now,” she replied. “But we’re hopeful. Listen, any chance you could come over tonight? I’d love to see you again.” She looked up at Steve and added, “And Steve tells me you and him have something to tell me, but he won’t say what.”

The line was silent for a few seconds, then Michelle said, “Uh, yeah, I think I can come over. What time?”

“As soon as possible,” she replied. “I’m dying to know what you need to tell me.”

“All right. Give me a few minutes and I’ll be right over.”

They said goodbye and Angie hung up the phone. Steve went over to the living room where his parents and Cathy were having a lively discussion about some vacation they’d once taken together.

“We’re all done out here,” he said. “We’re going downstairs to watch TV. Michelle’s coming over in a bit so we’ll get the door.”

“Ok, honey,” his mother said and watched as he disappeared back into the kitchen. She looked over at Cathy. “At least they’ll behave with Michelle there,” she said with a smile.

Alan gave her a curious look and she told him they were seeing each other. Instead of looking concerned, he sat back on the couch, smiling to himself. Steve had caught him a good one!

Cathy nodded, feeling a little relieved. She knew there was nothing she could do to prevent them from having sex, but she had to try.


Steve and Angie went downstairs and sat on the couch. He turned on the TV, but a few seconds later they were in a tight embrace, making out. He felt Angie’s hand move to his crotch and begin to rub his semi-hard cock over his shorts. He sighed and moved his hand under her t-shirt and began to tease her breasts. To his disappointment, she was wearing a bra, but it still felt great just to be touching her again.

Fifteen minutes passed and Angie had him almost ready to cum in his shorts when they heard the soft knock on the back door. With reluctance, she removed her hand from his throbbing organ and stood up.

“That must be Michelle.”

He was a little disappointed that she stopped her wonderful caress, but he also knew that they had already gone a little further than they should have with their parents upstairs and Michelle on her way over. She turned to go answer the door and Steve couldn’t help reaching out and giving her ass a little pinch over her tight jeans. She jumped and let out a little yelp.

“Stop that!” she cried, giving him a stern warning look as she went over to the stairs. But her eyes were smiling and he knew she was only teasing.

She opened the door and greeted Michelle with a warm hug. “Hi! Come on in!”

They went down the stairs, Angie leading the way and holding her hand. As soon as they reached the bottom, Angie spun her around and pushed her up against the wall. She moved in and planted a big, wet kiss on her lips, startling Michelle because it happened so quickly. After she recovered from her shock, she put her arms around Angie’s neck and returned the kiss hungrily. Angie moved her hand under Michelle’s short halter top and up to her bare breast, squeezing it until she let out a little gasp.

Steve sat on the couch, watching all this take place. He felt his already hard dick suddenly go to full alert as he watched his girlfriend making out with his other girlfriend only ten feet from where he was sitting. He thought he was going to explode right then and there! He wondered again how one guy could be so lucky!

The girls finally pulled apart and Angie led Michelle over to where he sat.

“Hi, Michelle,” he said, planting a long lingering kiss on her soft lips, wet from her kiss with Angie.

“Hi,” she breathed when he released her. She looked over at Angie, who took a seat on the other side of Steve. “Wow, that was some greeting!”

Angie took her hand and looked into her eyes. “I really missed you.”

Michelle smiled at the sexy blonde. “I can tell!” Then her face became more solemn. “And I missed you, too. A lot!”

Angie looked at Steve. She had to know what they wanted to tell her and didn’t waste any time. “Steve tells me you two were interrupted when you tried to make out, but he didn’t elaborate.” Michelle took in a deep breath and nodded.

“Yeah, that’s something we need to talk about,” she said, glancing at Steve.

He took the hint and started the story. “We were in the creek. Jake, Artie, and Kristi were up on the bank, but they couldn’t see us. So we began to fool around a little. You know, fondling, kissing.”

Michelle interjected. “We weren’t doing it.”

Steve nodded. “No, but when Michelle looked up, Artie was standing on the bank watching us. Jake and Kristi went off to make out and he . . .”

Angie held up a hand. “Wait a minute, did you say Jake and Kristi were making out?”

Michelle answered. “Oh yeah, that happened after you left. They’re sort of dating, I guess.”

Steve nodded in agreement. “Yeah. They haven’t been around much lately.” He paused. “Anyway, like I was saying, Artie saw us fooling around in the water and got real pissed. He was mad at me for cheating on you and mad at Michelle because she was supposed to be your friend.”

Michelle smiled. “It was really sweet of him. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him stand up for someone like that before. He must really like you, Angie!”

Angie nodded, her mind already working. “So, you told him about us?”

Steve and Michelle exchanged a look, then Michelle nodded. “We had to. He was acting like he was going make a huge deal of it. We didn’t want Jake or Kristi to notice the way he was acting and get it out of him. We couldn’t see any other way out of it.”

Angie nodded. “Yeah, I see what you mean. Do you think he’ll keep quiet about it?”

Steve took over. “He said he wouldn’t tell anyone and I don’t think he ever would have done it purposefully. The problem is, Artie isn’t known for keeping secrets. He has good intentions, but somehow he always seems to spill the beans.”

Michelle spoke next. “So we came up with a way to give him a little incentive to keep quiet.”

Angie waited, but neither spoke. “What did you do?”

Michelle took a deep breath. “I told Steve to make some excuse to leave, then I fucked him.”

Angie’s mouth dropped open. “Y . . . you did what?!”

Michelle shrugged. “I sucked his cock, then fucked him.”

Angie moved her attention to Steve. “And you agreed to this?”

He sighed and nodded. “We figured the best way to keep Artie quiet was to ask him to join our little club. Think about it: he’s never even had a girlfriend before, let alone had sex. Suddenly, he has access to two beautiful girls who want to have sex with him. Do you think he’s going to do or say anything to screw that up?”

Angie continued to stare at them in stunned silence, but she was beginning to see the logic in their decision. It was unfortunate, but it did make sense.

Michelle leaned over and grinned at Angie. “And Artie has been keeping a little secret of his own!” She held up her hands about ten inches apart. At first Angie didn’t grasp what she was trying to say, but when she nodded toward Steve’s package, Angie’s eyes grew wide. She grinned at Michelle, her eyes wide and sparkling.

“Are you serious?”

Michelle nodded, still grinning. “You know the guys in the pornos? Well, Artie can put more than a few of them to shame. The first time we did it, I couldn’t even take half of him!”

Angie leaned back, still hardly believing what they were saying. If this was true, she would have the opportunity to fuck a cock of mythical proportions! She thought about this, then looked back at Michelle.

“You said the first time you fucked him. How many times have you two done it?”

“Well, there was that first time, then a few days later . . .” She looked at Steve. “. . .when we all kind of hooked up.”

Angie felt a grin spreading across her face. “You did both of them at once?”

Michelle nodded, relieved that she wasn’t upset about her fucking her boyfriend when she wasn’t around. Even though they had her ok to do it, she still wondered how she would feel after the fact.

“That must have been awesome!” Angie mused. “Did you take any more of Artie’s cock into you?”

Michelle grinned and nodded. “I took all of it! Hurt like hell at first, but afterward - wow!”

Angie stared at her in disbelief. Was this the same girl who had been a virgin only a couple of weeks ago, completely naive about any aspect of sex? Now she was doing two guys at once and taking all of a ten inch cock! From virgin to nympho almost overnight!

She shook her head and chuckled. “Well, I can’t wait to meet the real Artie!” She caught Steve giving her a funny look and leaned in to kiss him, her hand moving to his crotch. “Don’t get me wrong, lover. I love it when you fuck me with that big stick of yours, but there are some things a girl just has to try!”

He smiled at her. He knew he couldn’t compare to Artie in the dick department. Very few guys could. But she loved him and he was happy with that. Then a thought came to him.

“Wait a minute. Before you left, you told me you had something new you wanted to try when you got back. Can you let us know now what it is?”

Angie grinned and shook her head. “All in good time, but I will tell you this: I’m certain you’re gonna like it!” They tried to get more out of her, but she was adamant.

“I want it to be a surprise. You’re going to have to be patient!”

They pouted for a few minutes, then began to make out. They took turns kissing while the one who wasn’t involved amused themself by fondling and caressing the others. It worked out good and they were getting pretty worked up when Steve heard the tell-tale squeak of the kitchen floor. He knew the sound well. It meant someone was going across the kitchen to the basement stairs.

“Someone’s coming!” he whispered. Immediately, Michelle and Angie broke off their kiss, smoothed their clothes and hair, and were sitting on either side of Steve watching TV when Cathy and Karen came downstairs.

“Don’t let us interrupt, kids. We just need to get some things out of the freezer,” Karen said as they walked past and into the storage room where the freezer was located. The three teens sat on the couch watching the movie and joking about the campy plot. Angie and Michelle seemed to be having a great time, laughing and giggling like they’d been friends for years.

When they came back into the rec room, Karen was carrying a frozen chicken and Cathy had a bag of frozen corn. “Don’t stay up too late, now,” Karen said with a smile as they passed by and started up the stairs.

Chapter 31

Cathy and Karen climbed the stairs to the kitchen and Karen opened the freezer, tossing the chicken and the corn into it. They really didn’t have to be taken out until tomorrow. Cathy had wanted to check on the kids without looking too obvious and Karen had come up with the idea.

But something seemed off to her. Angie and Steve were definitely an item. He had confirmed that himself. But she had seen him and Michelle kissing in the back yard. Yet Michelle and Angie appeared to be becoming the very best of friends. Even she could feel the sexual tension between Steve and Michelle. How could Angie not?

Her and Cathy went back into the living room where Alan was sitting watching TV. “Everything all right down there?” he asked.

“Yup. Everyone’s behaving,” Karen said, dropping to the couch beside him and patting his leg. She winked at Cathy. “Either the orgy was a real quick one or it hasn’t started yet!” Cathy gave her an unsettled smile. Maybe that wasn’t the best joke she could have told.

“Cathy, they’ll be fine. Like I said, they won’t do anything as long as Michelle’s there and after that, what are you going to do? Watch her all the time?”

Cathy sighed and shook her head. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I can’t help worrying.”

“How about a glass of wine?” Alan asked, getting to his feet. “I know I could use one.” Both women agreed and soon they were sitting there talking while sipping glasses of red wine. Cathy was still worried, but decided that Angie was growing up and she had to start trusting her to make her own decisions.

Meanwhile, something still nagged at Karen. It was like there was something she was missing that was right in front of her face. Angie was only sixteen, true, but she had to be sensing something between Steve and Michelle. It was almost like she knew and didn’t care. She tipped the glass to her lips and froze as a new and frightening thought occurred to her.

No, they couldn’t be! They were only kids! But her instincts told her otherwise. It was the only thing that explained her nagging feeling. Could it be that Angie and Michelle were somehow sharing Steve openly and willingly? If so, this could present a whole new set of problems; and she had no idea how to approach Steve about it. This would require some thought, and a lot more investigation.

Chapter 32

Around eleven-thirty, Michelle stood up and stretched. She was wearing a halter top and a short pleated skirt and when she stretched, her skirt lifted up so Steve and Angie had a clear view of her white cotton panties under it. Angie let out a low whistle and grinned.

Michelle smiled down at her and leaned over to kiss them both. She straightened back up.

“I have to go. I told Mom I’d be home before midnight.”

Angie and Steve got to their feet. “So when do we get together with Artie?” Angie asked. She hadn’t been able to get the picture of geeky little Artie sporting a ten inch hardon out of her mind all night.

Michelle shrugged. “I’ll give him a call in the morning. I think he said his parents work all day so maybe we could go over to his place.”

Steve nodded. “Yeah, they do. They don’t even come home for lunch. He has the house to himself from seven am to almost six o’clock.”

Angie smiled seductively and bit her lip. “That sounds perfect. Call me as soon as you talk to him, ok?”

Michelle said she would and they walked her to the door. Taking a quick glance into the kitchen, Angie gave her another quick kiss. Steve did, too, and they watched her walk down the driveway and onto the sidewalk before closing the door.

“I’m thirsty,” Angie said, a little louder than she needed to. She went up into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water, then stood by the sink drinking it. Steve came up and watched her, wondering why she was standing here. The house was quiet. Their parents must have gone to bed already. Then he realized that was what she was doing - checking to see if everyone was asleep.

She finished her water, then placed the glass in the sink and snuck over to peer into the living room. It was dark and empty. She listened for a moment, then crept back over to where Steve waited. She took his hand and they made their way downstairs.

When they reached the rec room, he took her in his arms and gave her a very wet and passionate kiss. Angie returned it, pushing her tongue into his mouth. After a moment she pushed him away and in a breathless whisper said, “We better go to bed.”

Steve grinned. “Your room or mine?”

Angie giggled and shoved him back. “I’m going in my room and you’re going in yours!”

Steve was puzzled. He was hoping they’d be having sex tonight and when she checked on their parents, he was certain that was the reason. Why else would she have done it?

She glanced up the dark stairs, then looked back at him. “I know my mother,” she whispered. “Now that she knows we’re more than friends, she won’t be able to sleep until she sneaks down to make sure we’re each in our own bed.” She pushed him toward his room. “So go to bed. I’ll be in later!”

Reluctantly, Steve backed into his room. Angie waved her hands in a ‘shoo’ gesture and he closed the door and sighed. He had been waiting for this all night and now it seemed he had to wait a while longer. He undressed and climbed into bed nude. At least when Angie did come in, he’d be ready!


Angie hated to send Steve to his room. She wanted him so bad! But she was certain her mother would be down within the hour and was determined to wait her out. She changed into her pajamas and got into bed. The alarm clock on the night-stand said eleven-fifty-one. She reached over and set the alarm for two am, just in case she fell asleep. Then she lay back and closed her eyes, waiting for the creak of footsteps on the kitchen floor.


Cathy lay in her bed upstairs, wide awake. She had heard Angie and Steve in the kitchen and suspected they were checking to see if anyone was still up. She looked over at her clock. Just after one am. She knew she should trust her daughter, but she wouldn’t be able to sleep until she checked on her. She flipped the covers back and slipped her cotton robe over her shiny gray satin nightgown, then quietly opened her door and crept down the hall into the kitchen and over to the basement stairs. As quietly as she could, she made her way down to the rec room and over to Angie’s nearly closed door. She listened at it for a moment and heard only the steady breathing of a person who was sound asleep.

Carefully, she pushed the door open and peered in. The room was dark, but a little light from a streetlight filtered in through the window curtains. She could see Angie’s blonde hair on the pillow. She was lying on her side, facing the other way, and she was alone. There was no tell-tale scent of sex in the air and all seemed normal. She gently pulled the door closed again and moved over to Steve’s room.

She listened for a moment and heard steady, rhythmic breathing. She slowly pushed his door open and saw him lying on the bed, the sheets down around his waist. He was lying on his back and she could just make out his rising and falling chest in the dim light. She pulled his door closed and slipped back upstairs, satisfied that her daughter was safe for the night anyway.

She reached her room and went in, taking off her robe. She turned on the lamp and stood before the full length mirror in her pretty satin nightgown. For a woman of thirty-five, she still had a very nice body. Her blonde hair fell over her shoulders. It was a little shorter that Angie’s, but looked great on her. Her slender figure was something she worked hard to keep, walking three miles a day and working out three days a week at the gym. As a result of that and trying to eat properly, she figured she had the body of a woman ten years younger. Her breasts did sag a little more than they used to, but were quite perky for woman her age, and were still two of her husband’s favorite playthings. She picked up her brush and ran it through her hair a few times, trying to resolve her feelings about Angie and Steve.

Chapter 33

Karen and Alan were lying in bed. He wore his boxers, while Karen was wearing her panties and a little night shirt that barely fell past her breasts. He was on his back and she was lying partially on top of him. They were kissing passionately, the prelude to a night of love-making. She kissed her way down his chest , her hands caressing his skin. When she reached his boxers, she kissed the bulge that was starting to form in them, then worked them down and off. His hard cock sprang up, ready and waiting for her.

She looked down at her naked husband and smiled. Even after seventeen years of marriage, she was still madly in love with him and adored his body. She pulled off her shirt and her beautiful, full breasts bounced free before settling onto her chest. He grinned at her and she lowered her head to his chest, resuming her kisses. When she reached his pubic area, she grasped his hard cock in one hand and began to stroke it, watching his face. He sighed and smiled softly.

She moved her head down and licked along the side of his seven inch cock. This brought a small gasp from him and she continued to lick his shaft, then down to his balls, sucking each of them into her mouth and gently working it over . He groaned in pleasure. When she moved back to his shaft, she once again licked up one side, then the other. Then she slipped her full lips over the soft skin of the tip and took him deep into her mouth.

Alan moaned louder and raised his hips slightly. Karen began to move up and down, slurping noisily and loving the little sounds of satisfaction he was making.

A light knock on the door interrupted them and she popped her mouth from him and slid up to her pillow, pulling the covers over them as she did.

“Yes?” she called out softly when she was sure nothing was exposed.

The door opened and Cathy stood there wearing her slinky nightgown. She stepped into the room and closed the door before turning around to face them.

No one moved or spoke for a second, then Karen grinned at her and threw the covers back. “It’s about time! We were starting to think you weren’t coming!”

Cathy smiled and slipped one strap from her shoulder, then the other. Her nightgown shimmered as it dropped from her beautiful body and landed in a crumpled heap at her feet. She stepped out of it completely naked, went over to the bed, and crawled in next to Alan.

“Too bad Mark couldn’t come, too,” Karen said as she leaned over her husband to kiss her best friend.

Cathy smiled and nodded. “Yeah, but soon we’ll be able to get together all the time, just like we used to!” She kissed Alan, then looked down at his hard member and grinned at Karen. “Mind if I take a turn?”

Chapter 34

Angie waited until her mother had enough time to go back up and get into bed before she flung off the covers. She glanced at the clock. One-thirty. Not too late. They would have plenty of time. She turned off the alarm and threw one of the pillows under the covers, then bunched them so at a quick glance, it sort of looked like someone was still in the bed. Not a perfect solution, but it couldn’t hurt.

She pulled her pajama bottoms and panties off and unbuttoned the top three buttons of her top, revealing a good portion of her breasts. With a final check in the mirror, she turned off the lamp and opened her door, peering out into the gloom of the dark rec room.

All was quiet, so she stepped out and pulled her door back to where it was, just in case her mother made another bed check. It wasn’t likely, but it never hurt to be careful. She went over to Steve’s door and slowly pushed it open, then slipped inside. He was asleep - there was no faking snoring like that!

She went over to his night stand and turned on the lamp, lighting the room softly. She gazed down at his sleeping form. The covers were down to his waist and one leg stuck out. Her eyes drifted below his waist and she smiled when she saw the little tent poking the covers up. She checked to make sure he was still asleep, then went over and began to lower the covers, lifting them away from his erect cock.

When she had him completely exposed, she removed her top and carefully climbed into the bed on her hands and knees. She didn’t want to wake him up; not yet. She moved slowly and was able to position herself so that she could take him into her mouth.

She watched him sleep for a few seconds, her eyes drifting over his naked body and finally settling on his hard cock. She leaned in and breathed his aroma deeply, then opened her mouth and slipped his cock into it, sucking hard as she did.

Steve moaned and rolled his head from side to side, but didn’t wake up. Angie began to move up and down on him, using her tongue to tease his sensitive head, but he still didn’t wake up. She popped it from her lips and looked at him. He was one sound sleeper!

She decided to try a different approach. Still moving carefully, but not so concerned with waking him, she lifted one leg over his torso and poised her now dripping pussy over the tip of his hard cock. If this didn’t wake him up . . .

She lowered herself until his tip pressed into her swollen lips, then lower. She felt his cock slip easily into her moist tunnel and she slowly lowered herself until he was completely inside her. Fuck, he felt good!

She was watching his face when she started, but closed her eyes as the final few inches penetrated her. When she opened them again, Steve was looking up at her, a sleepy smile on his face.

“Hi!” she whispered and leaned over to kiss him, her nipple brushing the skin of his chest.

“Hi,” he replied with a soft intake of breath as his cock shifted inside her when she bent over to kiss him. She began to move her body back and forth in a rocking motion, rubbing her clit against him. She kissed him again and his hand went around her back, holding her tightly. Her hips continued their sensual movement, her torso undulating as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm.

She pulled her lips from his and let out a little cry. He noticed that her breathing was becoming shallow and recognized it as a sign of her impending climax. She sat up, resting her hands on his chest and continuing to move her hips back and forth. His hands went to her breasts and she closed her eyes, sighing as his fingers teased her hard nipples. She started moving faster, then lifted herself up a few inches before dropping back down on him.

He released her wonderful tits and placed both hands on her hips. She continued to move up and down on him, slamming his cock all the way in each time. Steve helped her by lifting her and pushing her back down again. Angie moaned and increased her tempo. She was so close!

Steve slid his hands up to her back and pulled her down to kiss her again. When their lips touched, Angie felt herself letting go and suddenly pulled her head up, her mouth open and neck muscles straining.

Steve recognized that she was having a very intense orgasm and stopped his thrusts, allowing her to fully enjoy the sensations. He felt her pussy gripping and releasing his cock over and over. She was throwing her head up and down as each wave washed through her. Her long, golden hair flew back, then fell over his chest, tickling his skin. Then she froze for a few seconds before collapsing to his chest, panting for breath.

He held her to him without moving his cock, knowing she became very sensitive to the slightest touch after cumming. She didn’t move for a long time while her hot pussy enveloped him. She shifted slightly, bringing a gasp from her lips and a shudder from her charged body. Finally she lifted her head from his shoulder and smiled down at him, a dreamy and contented look on her face.

“Oh, wow! Did I ever miss that!” she exclaimed, planting a quick kiss on his lips. She moved her body up and realized that he was still very hard. “You didn’t cum?”

He shook his head. “I was too busy watching you,” he replied. He didn’t say anything else, but this was kind of new to him, too. Usually he had to fight the urge to cum almost from the time he entered her, and after being apart for so long he expected it to be a short session tonight. But for some unknown reason he didn’t feel so sensitive. Maybe it was because he was tired, he wasn’t sure. All he knew was that he felt like he could pound her for hours! It still felt great, but the urge to cum wasn’t so strong and he found could easily control it.

He and Angie lay together for a few moments, then she lifted her head and grinned at him. “I could stay like this all night,” she whispered. “But you need to cum!” With that, she extracted herself from his hard member and rolled onto her back, her legs wide apart. “Please fuck me again, Steve?”

He looked over at the gorgeous blonde who had just begged him to fuck her and a grin spread across his face. He got up, grabbed her ankles, and pulled her over so her ass was lying at the very edge of the mattress. She was still a little low, so he lifted her by her legs, draping them across his forearms. This lifted her ass from the bed and placed her opening pretty much level with his waiting cock.

“Oh, yes!” she breathed. “Fuck me!”

He didn’t give her a chance to ask again. He adjusted her legs on his arms, then placed his cock at her swollen lips, and plunged all the way in. Angie gasped as she was once again filled with his manhood, then began to rock her pelvis against his. Steve puled out a bit, then drove back in, causing her to cry out. He continued to drive in and out of her, pulling her body to his as he thrust forward. Their skin slapped together in a steadily increasing rhythm as their speed increased. Soon they were moving so fast that their motions were blurred and the slapping was practically non-stop.

Angie lay back and reveled in the serious fucking Steve was giving her. He had never had this much stamina before and she hoped it wasn’t a one-time thing! A girl could get used to this! She wondered briefly if anyone else in the house could hear them because to her it sounded like they were making enough noise to wake the neighbors! She didn’t give it much thought though. If they got caught, they got caught. This felt too good to stop!

She was feeling the start of another orgasm and closed her eyes, waiting for it to explode within her. Then Steve suddenly slowed and pulled out. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, about to ask why he was stopping. He grabbed her thighs and flipped her over onto her stomach, then pulled her ass up in the air.

“Oh, yeah!” she panted, pushing her ass toward him.

He placed one foot up on the bed beside her and aimed his cock at her pussy. When it touched her lips, he grasped her waist and pulled her back while pushing forward. Angie buried her face in the pillow and cried out as his cock slid all the way into her. He pushed in and out a few times, getting used to the new position, then began his jackhammer-like thrusts. She could feel his heavy balls slapping her pussy every time he slammed into her, increasing her own enjoyment.

The orgasm that had been starting before they change positions quickly resumed its intensity, and in just a few minutes she had her face buried in the pillow again, trying to muffle her cries. She lifted her face and turned to look back at him.

“Oh, shit! I’m gonna cum again!” She dropped her face back into the pillow as Steve increased his thrusts a little more. She felt her body start to tingle, then an almost numbing sensation swept through her just before her second powerful orgasm crashed through her trembling body. She screamed into the pillow, letting all of her emotions out as her body tensed and shook from the force of her orgasm.

Steve drove all the way into her just as her pussy clamped down harder than it ever had before on him, trapping him inside her. He felt her powerful vaginal muscles rippling over his shaft, as if trying to milk the cum from him. He was getting closer and thought he might cum with her, but he could still stop himself. It wouldn’t have been a bad thing if they’d both cum at the same time, but he was curious to see just how long he could go. He felt like a porn star! They had been going at it pretty hard for over half an hour!

He felt Angie relax a little but he didn’t move, allowing her to come down from her orgasmic high a little more. Finally she lifted her head from the pillow and looked back at him. She gave him a look of complete satisfaction, her eyes half closed and a contented smile on her face.

“H . . . holy shit, Steve! What are you doing to me!?” she asked in a hoarse whisper.

He grinned and wiped the sweat from his brow. It had been dripping in his face while he was pounding her and it stung his eyes. “Are you ok?” he asked breathlessly.

She nodded. “If you’re trying to kill me with pleasure, you came very close!”

He chuckled and she felt his cock move inside her. He was still hard! She gave him a questioning look. “You still didn’t cum?”

He shook his head and drove as far into her as he could, then rocked his pelvis from side to side. “No, but I’m getting real close!”

Angie leaned forward and his wet cock slid from her ravaged cunt. She rolled over onto her back, spread her legs, and reached up to him. “Then we aren’t done yet. Come here, baby.”

He crawled between her legs and leaned over to kiss her. His cock dangled just over her opening and Angie reached down, grasped it, and guided it into her. Steve lowered himself down, pushing into her warm wetness once again. She began moving her hips in a circular pattern, then pumped a few times before resuming her gentle circular motion. Steve began to move at the same time, her warm pussy rubbing his sensitive head from several different angles.

Before long, he felt the tingle in his balls and knew he was finally going to unload. He released her lips and looked down into her pretty face.

“Oh, yeah! I’m getting closer!”

Angie pulled him to her and kissed him hard, then released him. “Come on! Cum for me! Cum on my face! In my mouth! I want to taste your delicious cum! Come on, baby! Give it to me!”

Her dirty talk was really getting him going and he pulled his throbbing cock from her pussy, then grabbed her hair and pulled her into a sitting position. She ignored his rough treatment, and took his hard shaft in her hand. Actually, she kind of liked him doing that. It really didn’t hurt and it felt so bad!

She looked up at his face as her hand pumped him. He was looking down at her and she pursed her lips.

“Are you gonna cum? Come on, I want it!” She opened her mouth and took his head into it, sucking on it like a lollipop before releasing it. “Feed me your cum, lover! Now!” She opened her mouth wide and aimed his cock at it, still pumping him furiously.

That was all he could take. He threw his head back and groaned as he felt his seed rise and surge through his shaft. It shot out with such a force that it took Angie by surprise, hitting her upper lip and splattering across her cheek. The next shot was more accurate, with most of it landing on her tongue. She continued to jerk him off until his movements relaxed and no more shot out. She once again took it into her mouth and slowly worked her tongue around the head, sucking the last few drops from him before looking up at him and smiling. Strings of cum dripped from her teeth and the streak across her cheek was starting to run downward.

He watched her swallow his load, then she licked her lips and grinned. She reached up and wiped the cum from her face with a finger, then sucked it clean before giving him one more quick suck. She flopped back onto his bed, exhausted, but very satisfied.

Steve lay down next to her. He was panting from both the exertion of their energetic fuck and the incredible orgasm he’d just experienced. His hair was soaked and a sheen of sweat covered his naked body. Angie looked much the same, although her breathing had relaxed somewhat. They turned their heads and grinned at each other.

“W . . . wow!” Steve exclaimed. His mind was still too numb to think of anything else to say. Angie leaned over and kissed him, then lay back, sighing contentedly.

“That was without a doubt the best sex I’ve ever had!” she exclaimed, taking his hand.

Steve nodded in agreement. “Y . . . yeah!” was all he managed to say.

They lay there for a few more minutes until Angie pulled herself up to a sitting position. “I better go,” she said. “If we fall asleep together, we’re busted. And right now, I could easily pass out!”

Steve watched her get to her feet and pick up her pajama top from the floor. She slipped it on, but didn’t bother to button it. He pushed himself up and reached out for her. He remained sitting because his legs still felt like rubber and he wasn’t sure he could stand. She came over to him and hugged him, pressing his head to her breasts.

“I love you, Steve,” she whispered and kissed the top of his head.

He squeezed her tightly and kissed her between her breasts. “I love you, too, Angie.”

She released him and reluctantly backed toward the door. “See you in the morning,” she said, blowing him a kiss. He smiled and watched as she slipped out the door. He sat there for a few moments, trying to collect his thoughts, then he reached over and turned off the lamp before falling back onto the sweat-soaked sheets. He was asleep in seconds.

Chapter 35

About the time Angie was getting a mouthful of Steve’s spunk, her mother was lying back and looking down at Karen’s head between her thighs. She sighed as Karen touched her clit and closed her eyes. Alan was busy fucking Karen doggie-style while she was licking her pussy.

It wasn’t long before she felt the orgasm building within her and she grabbed Karen’s head, holding her in place. Karen began to murmur and moan, and the resulting vibrations were the final push she needed. She let out a small cry and her body tensed as she came, spraying her juices into Karen’s face and mouth. She rolled her head and sighed, moaning and twitching as Karen continued to tease her pussy with her talented tongue. Not even her husband could pleasure her orally as well as Karen could. Of course, they’d been doing it longer than she had known Mark and she had plenty of practice!

Alan watched Cathy cum while his wife licked and sucked on her twat. It was almost enough to push him over the edge, but not until Karen came first. That was a rule he made for himself. She had to be satisfied before he could be. Of course, between Cathy and himself, she’d already had at least two orgasm tonight, but that wasn’t the point.

Cathy moved away from Karen’s tongue, unable to take any more of her stimulation. Alan started moving with more urgency and Karen lowered her head to the sheets.

“Oh, yeah! Don’t stop! I’m cumming!”

He pushed into her a few more times, the force of his thrusts rocking the whole bed. Karen tensed and let out a long, strangled moan. Her body stiffened and her cunt squeezed his cock as she came, her body shaking and shuddering. He paused until she finished, then resumed fucking her, using long, slow strokes.

Karen lifted her head and propped herself up on her elbows. She winked at Cathy, who sat leaning against the headboard, her hand between her legs. She looked back at Alan.

“Ok, your turn!” she said, and started to move her hips in time with him, picking up the pace a little.
Cathy watched for a few seconds, then crawled down and watched Alan’s cock sliding in and out of Karen’s slippery pussy. She looked up at him, then reached out and took his balls in her hand, gently caressing them.

Alan smiled at her and picked up a little more speed. Cathy watched his face for the tell-tale sign he was going to cum. After all this time, she knew his signals almost as well as Mark’s. When he closed his eyes and his face began to contort, she nudged Karen.

Karen quickly pulled free from his cock and turned around. By the time she was in position, Cathy already had Alan’s cock in her mouth. She popped it out and passed it to Karen, who sucked on it like she wanted to suck the cum right from his balls.

Alan moaned at the feel of two hot mouths working on his sensitive rod. If they hadn’t sucked him off earlier, he never would have been able to hold out this long. He felt his cum boiling and looked down at the two beautiful women kneeling before him.

“Oh, shit! Here it comes!”

Karen released his cock and aimed it at her open mouth. Cathy moved in next to her, her mouth also open and waiting. With a loud groan, Alan released a gusher of hot, white cream onto their faces and into their open mouths. Cathy swallowed, then opened her mouth for more. Alan pressed his cock to her lips and more oozed out and into her mouth. Karen also swallowed her treat and wanted more so he moved over to her. She squeezed a little more from him, then took his head into her mouth and sucked it dry. She passed the slowly deflating member to Cathy, who sucked over half of it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it.

Alan was still buzzing from his orgasm and the feel of these two hot mouths working his soon to be limp member. He pulled himself from Cathy’s mouth, then leaned down and kissed both of them. Then he crawled onto the bed between them and they snuggled up to him, kissing each other before lying their heads on his stomach and chest.

Cathy awoke with a start. She was still in bed with Alan and Karen. With a note of panic, thinking she had over-slept, she looked over at the alarm clock and breathed a sigh of relief. Five-thirty. No way Angie or Steve would be up this early.

She carefully extricated herself from under Alan’s arm and got out of their bed. As quietly as she could, she made her way over to where her nightgown lay and started to put it on.

“You can stay a little longer,” Karen whispered, lifting her head from Alan’s shoulder.

Cathy smiled. “I didn’t mean to wake you. Sorry.”

“Come back to bed. The kids won’t be awake for hours.”

She shook her head and slipped the straps over her shoulders. “I don’t want to take any chances. I don’t know how I would ever explain this to Angie!” She reached out and grabbed the door handle. “I’ll see you later!” she whispered, then went out and closed the door behind her with a soft click. Karen stared at the closed door for a few seconds, then lay her head back down and was soon asleep again.

. . . continued

frozen_north
05-07-2007, 01:43 PM
My GAWD!! MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE...

BJ Cortland
05-07-2007, 04:40 PM
LOL Glad you liked it. This is one that got out of hand and became much longer than I had planned. More in the works . . . someday.

frozen_north
05-07-2007, 04:46 PM
Lol, I know what you mean. That's how most of my stories wind up happening. :)

BJ Cortland
05-07-2007, 08:34 PM
This is the story I was referring to when I advised you not to get caught up in the 'more please!' requests (no offence - lol). It starts to get long in the tooth and I find the quality suffers. That's why I haven't posted any more chapters. I'm hoping a brief respite will give me a fresh perspective.

frozen_north
05-08-2007, 12:57 PM
I seeeee...

davesmistress
06-15-2007, 12:49 AM
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badlybent
06-15-2007, 03:41 PM
This is one of the best on the site buy one of our very best truck driving authors. Well come to think of it he's our only truck driving author so that makes him THE best in catagory. :-) If you liked this one, search for his other stories. They are great.

Suthernlady
06-19-2007, 12:53 AM
OMg...you snuck more in here that got past me....BJ...do I have to spank you? Great stuff...and hecklong is good....can't count the posts I read that say...a little short but good...so...you cannot be tooshort yanno...;)

Thanks!

BJ Cortland
06-19-2007, 10:05 PM
Oooooo SL - don't threaten me with a good time! lol

Glad you all liked it, and thanks for the kind comments, Bent. I have another part almost written, but another story has been taking most of my writing time. I'm up to 40,000 words and I'm about half done the first draft (I think). I'll try to get back to Famly Friend in the near future. Once again, thanks for the great comments (Damn, my hat's too small!).

BJ Cortland
06-22-2007, 07:22 PM
OK, since that sexy little Southern Belle promised me a spanking, I thought I'd try to slip another one by her. Here's the next installment.

Chapter 36

Michelle awoke the next morning at seven. Most teenagers liked to sleep in during summer vacation, but she had always been an early riser. She liked the morning and usually woke up before dawn. But last night with Steve and Angie had her all excited and for a long time she’d lain awake thinking about getting together with them and Artie today. Just the thought of Artie’s big cock was making her wet and she stripped off her pajamas and masturbated until she came. That seemed to help and she finally managed to fall asleep around one-thirty, still naked.

She put her pajamas back on, went into the kitchen, and made herself some toast and a bowl of cereal. While she ate, she thought about what she was going to say to Artie. Was he ready for the three of them? Was she, for that matter? Probably more than Artie was. He was learning fast, but she suspected that he sort of had a special thing for Angie and might be more nervous than the rest of them.

She finished her breakfast and was cleaning up her dishes when her mother came into the kitchen.

“Good morning, dear,” she said as she reached into the cupboard for the coffee and began to load up the coffee maker. “Did you have fun last night?”

Michelle froze, thinking she’d heard her masturbating. Why that thought popped into her head first, she wasn’t sure.

“Huh?”

“I asked if you had fun at your friend’s house,” her mother said, giving her a funny look.

“Oh. Yeah. We watched TV and talked. I was home before midnight.”

“Good. You’ll have to bring Angie by sometime soon so I can meet her,” her mother said.

“Ok, sure,” she replied, unable to meet her mother’s eyes. She pushed the last bite of toast into her mouth and stood up, taking her dishes to the sink. “I’m going to take a shower.”

She quickly left the kitchen and went to her room. Why was she suddenly so nervous talking to her mother? And why did she see everything in a sexual way? She shook her head and looked at her reflection in the mirror. “Get ahold of yourself, Michelle.” She undressed, pulled on her robe, and went to take her shower.

She waited until nine am to call Artie. She wasn’t sure what time he got up, but she was anxious to talk to him and see what he wanted to do. He answered the phone on the second ring.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Artie. It’s Michelle.”

He hesitated a second before speaking and she could sense his smile through the receiver. “Hey! What’s up?”

“Angie’s back,” she told him.

A long pause, then, “Oh?”

“Uh-huh. Steve and I told her about you and she wants to get together. You know, to talk about stuff.”

Another long silence. “Uh, ok. When?”

“Today. We were wondering if we could all meet at your place, since your parents are at work.”

An even longer pause. “I . . . I guess that would be all right.”

She could feel the fear and anxiety in his voice.

“Would you mind if I came over first? Before they get there?”

“No. That would be nice.” He sounded somewhat relieved.

“Ok. What time?”

“Whenever,” he replied. “I’m not doing anything.”

She smiled. “How about if I come over in an hour. We can talk, then we can call Steve and Angie. Sound ok to you?”

Artie agreed and they hung up. It was plainly obvious that he was terrified about getting together with Angie. Hopefully, she’d be able to help him relax a little first.


An hour later, she was knocking on his back door. He must have been waiting for her because the door opened only a few seconds later. He smiled out at her as he held the door open for her.

“Hi, Artie,” she said with a warm smile.

“Hey, Michelle,” he replied. He closed the door, then led her up to the family room at the back of the house. It was an addition and had tall windows at the far end with french doors between them that led out to a back deck.

“Nice house,” Michelle said, looking around. Artie shrugged and sat down on the couch. She sat beside him and leaned over to kiss him. He returned the kiss, but wasn’t as enthusiastic as he’d been before. She leaned back and gave him a long look.

“Don’t you like me anymore?” she said, giving him a little pout.

He looked at her and tried to smile. “Of course I still like you. I like you a lot!”

She took his hand. “But not as much as Angie, right?”

He was surprised at her words and lowered his eyes. How did she know how he felt about Angie?

“It’s ok, Artie. I’m not mad. Or jealous.”

He looked over at her, surprise in his expression. “You’re . . . you’re not?”

She smiled and shook her head, her long hair swaying back and forth. “I noticed the way you look at her. From the first time you saw her. I can’t blame you. She’s very beautiful.”

He swallowed hard and looked down. “I . . . I don’t know if I can . . . you know, do . . . what we did with her.”

Michelle touched his cheek and turned his face so he was looking at her. “Artie, you are a great guy. Remember how scared you were the first time we did it?” He nodded. “You did great! So don’t worry about it. Just let it happen. When we told Angie about you, she was very excited. She wants to do this with you. It would be great if we could all do it together, but if you’d rather it was just you and her at first, I’m sure . . .”

“No!” His eyes went wide in panic.

She jumped, startled by his sudden outburst. He realized he’d scared her and smiled.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. It’s just that . . . I don’t think I want to be alone with her. I’d rather you were there, too.”

“What about Steve?”

He thought about that for a moment, then nodded. “Steve, too.” He looked up at her suddenly. “But I don’t want to do anything with him. I hope you guys don’t expect . . .”

This time Michelle cut him off, raising a hand. “No, no . . . not at all. And I’m pretty sure Steve doesn’t want to . . . do anything with you, either.” She grinned. “Don’t worry. Angie and I can find lots of things to keep you both occupied!”

He managed a smile and sighed. “All right. I’ll give it a try.”

She leaned closer and placed her hand on his leg, then began moving it toward his crotch. “Anything you’d like to do before we call them?” she asked in a seductive voice. Her hand touched his already stiffening cock and he inhaled a sharp breath. “Maybe a little practice session? Hmm?” He looked over at her and nodded.

“Yeah. That would be great!”

They kissed warmly. Michelle pushed her tongue deep into his throat and he responded with more enthusiasm this time. Her hand moved back and forth over his growing bulge. It was a good thing he was wearing sweat pants. If had jeans on, she thought he’d be in considerable pain, or at the very least, some major discomfort. His dick was fully hard and straining at the loose, gray cotton.

Michelle pulled her lips from his and looked down at his massive hardon. “Maybe we should go somewhere a little more private so we can take care of your little . . . er, big problem!”

He chuckled and got to his feet, helping her up. He was limping slightly as she followed him down the hall and into a neat room with a double bed, a computer on a desk along one wall, and a chest of drawers along another. There were a few posters on the wall and a row of model cars on a shelf but otherwise the room was neatly organized. No discarded clothes or garbage anywhere.

“Wow,” Michelle mused, looking around. “A guy who actually cleans his room!” She grinned at him. “You are a rare breed indeed!”

He smiled back at her and made a quick look around. “Yeah, well, I like to know where things are.”

She moved closer, her eyes taking him in. She focused on the huge bulge in is pants, then moved her eyes up to meet his. Her hands went to the bottom of her t-shirt and without a moment’s hesitation, she lifted it over her head, shaking her head to free it from her long hair.

Artie’s eyes immediately went to her bra-covered breasts. He’d seen them before, of course, but they were still wonderful to look at.

Michelle noticed him staring at her and smiled as she reached behind her back, undid her bra, and slowly lowered it from her beautiful tits. Artie’s face lit up as he took them in. They were almost perfectly round and her nipples poked out from the centers of her dark areolae. He licked his lips, then realized he was staring and looked up to her face. She was smiling back at him.

Keeping her eyes on his, she slowly unbuttoned her khaki cargo shorts and lowered the fly. He swallowed hard and watched her work them over her curved hips, her skimpy pink panties gradually coming into view. Once she lowered her shorts past her hips, she let them go and they dropped to the floor at her feet.

Artie couldn’t help but stare at the beautiful, half-naked girl standing before him in his room. She stepped from her shorts and walked over to him, a seductive smile on her pretty lips. She reached down and rubbed his cock again. As hard as it had been earlier, it felt even harder now.

She looked up into his face, one hand on his cock, the other playing with her nipples. “Can I suck on your big cock, Artie?” she purred, giving him a lingering kiss on the lips.

He swallowed and nodded slowly, mesmerized by her body. She smiled and backed up to his bed, pulling him with her. She sat down on it and her face was at eye level with his crotch. Or more accurately, mouth level.

She worked his sweat pants down slowly, pushing them all the way to his knees. He reached down and pulled them completely off, then straightened out and stood in front of her wearing just his t-shirt and boxers. She could smell his sex now, and could see the tip of his cock poking out the left leg of his shorts. Even though this wasn’t the first time she’d seen his massive tool, its size still took her breath away. She grasped the waist-band of his shorts and worked them down over his cock.

When she had freed it, it slowly rose until it pointed downward at a slight angle. Steve’s pointed straight out when he was standing, but Artie’s was so big gravity prevented that. She looked up at him and took it in her hand, stroking it slowly. He sighed and swallowed, loving the feel of her soft hand on his hard dick.

He watched her lean in and kiss the tip, then lick the entire length of it before licking back up the other side. She looked up at him again and met his eyes. Still holding his gaze, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and took about two inches of him into it.

He sighed and closed his eyes. She began to suck on it, using her tongue to tease the sensitive head. She wanted to take more of it into her mouth, but he was just too big. This would have to do.

Artie was moaning and rocking his hips a little. Michelle continued to slurp on him, barely able to work her tongue around it. All the while she was using her mouth on the tip, her small hand stroked the length of his long, thick shaft. Before too long, he was moaning and moving his hips even more. She pulled her mouth from him and looked back up to his face.

“Are you going to cum?” She was still stroking him with her hand.

“Y . . . yeah!” he gasped.

She smiled. “Do you want to cum in my mouth, on my face, or on my tits?”

He hesitated a few seconds. “M . . . mouth!”

She smiled. She hoped he would chose her mouth. She was really starting to like the taste of cum and it turned her on when she felt it splashing against the back of her throat.

“Ok.” She took him back into her mouth and began sucking with renewed vigor. She moved her tongue around as best she could and continued to use her hand on him while she sucked.

Artie was getting real close. She could tell from his facial expression, the urgent movements and jerking motions from his hips. He began to moan and his hand went to her head.

“Oh! Oh! Yes! D . . . don’t stop!”

She could taste his precum even stronger now and knew it was only going to be a matter of seconds before she received her reward. Sure enough, he groaned louder and she felt a huge amount of sperm shoot into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat with considerable force. It startled her, but she managed to swallow most of it. The remainder dribbled down her chin and dripped from it, giving her a sort of cum beard. He groaned again and another, slightly smaller shot once again deposited a good amount of his hot seed onto her tongue. Twice more, her mouth was filled with his warm, salty semen. Each subsequent load was smaller than the previous and she didn’t ease up until she sucked the last few drops from him and sat back, licking her lips and smiling. She wiped the dribble from her chin and sucked it into her mouth.

“Thank you, baby,” she whispered, nuzzling his shrinking cock with her cheek.

He smiled and lifted her chin so he could look into her eyes. “No, thank you. That was incredible!” He turned and sat next to her on the bed. Their eyes met and they leaned in for a kiss. He could taste himself on her lips and tongue, but didn’t mind. She kissed him hard, her hand once again dropping to his limp member. He pulled away and looked at her for a long moment.

“Why don’t you give them a call now,” he said, pointing to the phone on the desk. “I think I’m ready.”

Michelle smiled, kissed him again, and went over to make the call. He watched her walk over to the phone wearing only her cute pink panties and hoped he was ready for this. Michelle was beautiful and sexy, but Angie was a goddess in his eyes. He hoped he didn’t disappoint her.

Chapter 37

Angie opened her eyes and stared up at the unfamiliar ceiling. Where was she? Then her mind cleared as she came more awake and she smiled as she remembered last night’s intense sex. Her hand slid down to her pussy and she rubbed it gingerly, inhaling sharply at its tenderness. Steve had really given her a workout last night!

She flipped the covers from her nude form and sat up, stretching. A glance at the clock told her it was eight-thirty and time to get up. She had big plans today! Big, ten inch plans!

She picked up her pajama top and pulled it on, then opened her door and peeked out. She didn’t care if Steve saw her bare ass, of course, but she didn’t need to be exposing herself to anyone else.

The bathroom door was closed and she could hear the shower running. She briefly considered going in and joining Steve, but decided against it. No doubt they’d end up doing more than just showering and if one of their parents came downstairs, the shit would really hit the fan. They had taken a pretty big chance last night, and there was no need to push their luck. She smiled and went back in to put on her bottoms. She’d soon be having all the sex she could handle anyway!

After she put on the rest of her pajamas, she went out and sat on the couch. She turned on the TV and was flipping through the channels when the shower stopped. She turned the TV back off and sat back, waiting for Steve to come out.

A few moments later, he opened the door and stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist. He looked up and saw her sitting there watching him and grinned.

“Good morning! Sleep ok?”

She stood and went over to him, taking a quick glance up the stairs before she went over to him, threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

“Like a baby,” she whispered. “I wish I could have woken up with you, though.”

He hugged her tightly and kissed her again. “Me, too.”

She released his neck and began unbuttoning her top. “My turn,” she said, walking toward the bathroom. She backed into the door and finished unbuttoning her top. As he watched her undress, he felt his cock start to respond. She dropped her top to the floor, then lowered her pants, revealing the rest of her beautiful body to him. She was reaching down to tease her pussy when Karen shouted down to them.

“Steve! Angie! Breakfast in ten minutes!”

Angie grinned at him and brought her finger from her pussy to her lips, licking it seductively. Steve was momentarily lost in her erotic gesture.

“Did you hear me?” Karen shouted again. He could hear her footsteps moving closer to the top of the stairs and pried his mind off his sexy, naked girlfriend for a moment.

“Uh, yeah! Angie’s in the shower but I’ll let her know!” he called out, his eyes never leaving Angie.

The footsteps stopped and turned back toward the kitchen. Angie continued to give him her sexy little smile and rubbed her tits, looking down at his raging hardon poking the towel out in front of him. She grinned and pushed the door closed and a few seconds later the shower started. He shook his head as if to clear it, then went into his room, a smile on his lips.


Fifteen minutes later they were all sitting around the table eating, except for Alan, who’d already left for work. Talk was light and centered around which houses Cathy wanted to look at. Steve noticed that everyone seemed to be in a good mood.

“Are you working today?” Karen asked Steve as he dished out more scrambled eggs onto his plate.

He shook his head. “Uh-uh. Not until tomorrow.”

Cathy looked at Angie. “Do you want to come with me to look at houses?”

She paused before answering. “I kinda wanted to go with Michelle to the mall, then maybe go for a swim at the creek.”

Cathy glanced at Steve, then looked back at Angie. “Your father and I would really like your opinion, honey. It’s going to be your house, too.”

Angie nodded. “I know, but you’re going to be seeing a lot of houses at first. Can’t I wait until you narrow it down to a few?”

Cathy looked over at Karen and sighed. She knew the real reason Angie didn’t want to go with her, and he was sitting right across the table from her. She was about to tell her that she should come anyway when she remembered what it was like to be a teenager.

“All right. I suppose that’ll be ok. But you be careful at that creek. I don’t like the idea of you swimming without a lifeguard around.”

Angie sighed. “I will, but we probably won’t swim very long. We usually just get some sun and jump in every once in a while to cool off.”

Karen jumped in. “Steve’s been going there for years, Cathy. It’s only four or five feet deep at the deepest part. She’ll be ok.”

Cathy nodded and looked at her daughter again. “Just the same, be careful. And I want you home by five, ok?”

“Ok, Mom,” she said. Steve listened to all of this but continued to eat, pretending like he wasn’t really listening. Karen looked over at him.

“And what are your plans, Steve?”

He looked up, still chewing on a mouthful of eggs. He swallowed them and shrugged.

“Probably just go to the creek.”

His mother nodded and glanced over at Angie, but said nothing. They all finished their breakfast in relative quiet. After Steve and Angie went back downstairs, Cathy and Karen sipped at their coffee.

Cathy looked toward the basement stairs, then up to Karen. “Do you think they’re . . .” she paused, not wanting to even say the words, then added in a low voice, “ . . . having sex?”

Karen took a deep breath. She was certain they were, or at the very least were experimenting, but she didn’t want to cause her best friend any more worries.

“They’re good kids, and we raised them right,” she replied with a smile. “If they are, I’m sure they’re being careful about it.” She took Cathy’s hand and smiled at her. “Come on, let’s go house shopping!” They stood up and walked hand in hand down the hall to get ready.

Chapter 38

Angie picked up the phone as soon as they got downstairs and called Michelle, but her mother told her she’d already gone out to the mall. Angie thanked her and said she’d find her and hung up. She turned to Steve.

“Michelle already left. She told her mother she was going shopping.”

Steve frowned. “That’s odd. She said she was going to call Artie this morning.”

Angie nodded. “I bet she did and went over to talk to him. Why don’t you try them there?”

Before Steve could reply, the phone rang. It was picked up on the second ring. A moment later, he heard his mother calling.

“Angie! Phone!”

She picked it up and cupped the receiver. “Got it!” She pressed it to her ear and waited for the click as Karen hung up the extension. As she expected, it was Michelle.

“Hi! Are you two up yet?”

Angie giggled. “Yeah, but Steve was more up last night!”

Michelle giggled and Angie grinned at Steve, who rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch.

“Where are you?” Angie asked.

There was a momentary pause, then, “I’m at Artie’s. he asked me to come over and talk before I called you.”

Angie grinned. “Uh-huh. Talk. Sure.”

They joked around for a few minutes, then got to the serious stuff.

“Artie says it’s no problem if you guys want to come over, but we have to be gone by five.”

“That’s lots of time,” Angie replied, her mind once again trying to picture Artie’s huge cock. “We’re on our way.” They said their goodbyes and she hung up. Steve was still on the couch, watching her.

“Time to go?”

She nodded, chewing on her lower lip. She came over and sat next to him and they began making out. They didn’t hear their mothers come down the stairs and were startled when Karen spoke from behind them.

“Ahem,” she said. They both practically jumped out of their skin and spun their heads around to look at them. Cathy and Karen both fixed them with a very parental-looking glare.

“And just what were you two doing?” she asked, forcing herself not to smile. Cathy on the other hand, didn’t have to force herself.

Steve scrambled a few inches away from Angie, wiping his wet lips with the back of his hand. “Uh, nothing . . . we were just . . .” He lowered his eyes. They were busted, there was no point in denying it.

Karen sighed and looked over at Cathy, who was still watching the two teens, then back to Steve. “Ok, Romeo. I know you two were just having a little fun, but try not to do it where your mothers could walk in on you, ok?” They simply nodded, staring down. “I’m taking Cathy over to the realtor’s office. I’ll be back in half an hour.”

Cathy looked at Angie. “Are you sure you don’t want to come?”

Angie shook her head and tried to meet her mother’s eyes, but Cathy just turned away. “Ok. Try to behave yourself. I’ll see you at supper time.”

“Bye, Mom,” she called out as they went back upstairs. She turned to Steve. “Well, that was embarrassing!”

Steve nodded, then grinned. “Well, it’s better than them catching us last night!”

Angie giggled and hugged him. “I’d already be at the convent if they did!”

They laughed and stood up. Angie took his hands and looked up into his eyes. “Are you ready for this?”

He took a deep breath and nodded. “I think so. You?”

She smiled and nodded. “Yup. Let’s go!”

They went up the stairs and outside. Steve slung his backpack over his shoulder. It had some towels and other things they’d use if they went swimming. But he doubted they’d make it to the creek today. They held hands and walked to Artie’s house, three blocks away. They didn’t talk much, each lost in their own thoughts of what they were about to do.

A few minutes later, they arrived and went around to the back door. Steve knocked and they waited for Artie to open it. Instead of Artie, they were surprised to see Michelle answer the door, wearing nothing but her t-shirt and panties.

“Hi! Come on in!” She pushed open the door and they stepped inside. Angie looked up and down her scant clothes.

“Did you two start without us?” Her blues eyes met Michelle’s and a slight smile curled at her lips. Steve dropped his backpack, but his eyes never left Michelle.

She giggled and held up two fingers, her thumb and forefinger an inch apart. “Only a little!” she replied. “I couldn’t help myself!”

Angie shook her head. “Uh-huh. Where’s Artie?”

“He’s in the family room. Come on, this way.”

They made their way through the kitchen and into the family room. Steve had been here before many times, but this was the first time he was actually nervous. Artie was standing in front of the couch, a scared look on his face. Michelle went over to him and put her arm around his waist. That seemed to ease his tension a little. He looked up at Steve and Angie.

“Hi, Steve. Angie.” He turned to Michelle and she gave him a quick kiss.

“Why don’t we sit and talk for a while,” Michelle suggested.

Angie was anxious to get started, but it was clear Artie was very nervous, so she led Steve over to the couch and they sat down. Artie sat down in the easy chair and Michelle crawled onto his lap. His arm automatically went around her waist and his hand rested on her stomach. He kept looking at Angie, but quickly averted his eyes when she looked at him.

“So, Steve and Michelle tell me you’re part of our little group,” Angie said, trying to sound friendly. He looked back at her, but once again was unable to meet her eyes. She was so beautiful!

He nodded and looked down. “Y . . .yeah. I guess.”

Angie looked up at Michelle, a questioning look in her eyes. Why was he so nervous with her? He seemed perfectly comfortable with Michelle. She had expected some awkwardness, but not like this.
Michelle reached up and ran her fingers through Artie’s hair. “He’s a little nervous.” She laughed a little. “Hell, so am I!”

Angie and Steve both admitted they were a little scared, too and Artie seemed to relax a little.

“But you guys have been doing this for a while,” he said quietly.

Steve shook his head. “I’ve only been with Michelle once besides the time with you.” He looked at Angie sitting next to him. “More than that with Angie, but that was just the two of us.”

Angie nodded in agreement. “We’re all a little nervous, Artie. But this is going to be fun. Once we get started, you’ll be fine.”

Michelle nodded and kissed his cheek. “The first time I did it, I was terrified, but it turned out really nice.”

Artie looked at all of them, even meeting Angie’s eyes for a few seconds. He nodded slowly. “Maybe you’re right.”

Steve grinned. “Most guys would kill for an opportunity like this, bud. It’s something we can tell our grandkids about!”

Angie nudged him with a grin. “You’ll tell our grandchildren no such thing!”

This brought a round of laughter that seemed to ease the tension in the room. Even Artie joined in. Angie decided to seize the opportunity and went over to him, kneeling before him and resting her hand on his knee. She gazed up into his eyes.

“Michelle tells me you’re very gifted.” Her hand moved up his leg closer to his crotch. Michelle sitting on his lap had given him a partial woodie. If she hadn’t given him that blow-job earlier, his cock would be practically stretching his pants to get out. When Angie’s hand began to move closer, he felt it growing harder.

Angie could see the huge bulge and her eyes went wide. Michelle had not been exaggerating! He was fucking huge! She looked up at Michelle, then back up at him , her eyes still wide and an even wider grin on her face.

“Holy fuck, Artie!”

He grinned awkwardly at her, embarrassed by all this attention. Michelle looked over at Steve, who was watching Artie getting all the attention from both of them. She got up from his lap, leaving Angie to explore him alone. She went over to Steve, her hips swaying seductively. She began to lift her t-shirt off and tossed it to the floor as she stopped in front of him. He looked up at her, wearing only her sexy pink panties, and could feel his own cock growing quickly. She knelt in front of him and ran her hand over his hardening member, smiling up at him.

“Hi,” she said softly, her eyes locking on his.

He swallowed and smiled. She leaned up between his legs, pressing her bare breasts to his chest. He put his arms around her and pulled her to him. They kissed, and his hands dropped to her waist. His fingers slipped under the waist-band of her panties. She thrust her tongue deeper into his mouth and let out a murmur, letting him know it was ok to keep going. He began to work the tight panties down over her hips. She broke off their kiss and stood up so that he could finish taking them off, then moved her feet apart and stepped closer to him.

Her sweet little pussy was only inches from his face. He could smell her excited sex and could see the little drops of moisture forming on those beautifully symmetric lips. She moved closer still and he licked his lips. His hands went around to her ass and he pulled her to him, pressing his mouth to her slit. She sighed and parted her legs even wider as his tongue found her hole and he began to lick it. Her hand dropped to his head and she closed her eyes as he began hungrily exploring her sweet little honey-pot.


Meanwhile, Angie was getting more and more excited as she ran her hand along Artie’s massive tool. She just had to see this thing in the flesh! She looked up at him, smiled, and licked her lips. She reached up to the waist band of his sweats and gave him a “may I?” look. He hesitated, then raised himself from the chair.

Angie began to lower his sweats, slowly revealing the monster lurking inside them. When she had them halfway to his knees and the tip still wasn’t visible, she knew she had to have this thing inside her. Never had she ever thought she would see a cock of this size!

Artie watched her face as she lowered his pants, surprised at the wonder he saw in her eyes. He knew he was bigger than most guys, but he never imagined that girls would act like this when they found out! First it was Michelle, and now Angie. She was actually amazed at his body!

She finally exposed the whole thing, then finished removing his pants, her eyes never leaving it for more than a split second. When his pants were off, she reached up and laid her hand on it. It was so big, her fingers didn’t touch when she gripped it! Artie moaned a little when she began to stroke it. She looked up at him and wondered if he had any self-control. Sure, a cock this size was very impressive, but did he know how to use it? She smiled to herself. Only one way to find out!

She leaned in and gave the tip a little kiss, then raised herself up and kissed Artie on the lips. His eyes were still closed and she startled him, but he returned the kiss once he got over his surprise. Angie was impressed; he was a good kisser. Steve said he’d never had a girlfriend so Michelle must have taught him. Apparently he was a fast learner!

She pulled away and smiled at him, then stood up. She took a quick glance over her shoulder and saw that Michelle was completely undressed and Steve was holding her pussy to his mouth. She turned back to Artie and reached up under her little white tennis skirt and began to lower her panties. She did it slowly, her eyes watching his face and his cock for a reaction. His eyes were glued to her skirt and his cock somehow seemed to grow even stiffer. She couldn’t wait to feel it pushing into her!

She pulled her panties off and tossed them aside, then began to raise her matching halter top up and over her head. She wore a bra today because she didn’t want her mother to see her going braless right after finding out about her and Steve. It was a small push-up style that barely covered her erect little nipples and Artie stared at her in an almost trance-like state.

With only a short pause so Artie could get a good look at her in her bra, she reached behind her and
unfastened it. She saw his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed hard when she lowered her hands and let it drop to the floor.

Her tits were so perfect. Artie could have just stared at them all day. Her long golden hair fell over her shoulders and her slender legs disappeared under the short, pleated skirt. His eyes moved up to her flat stomach and once again paused on her tits. She moved a little closer and the scent of her shampoo and wet pussy invaded his senses, shutting all other smells out. She parted her legs a little and began to hike her skirt up an inch at a time. He was going nuts waiting to get his first look at the treasure hidden under it, something he’d been dreaming about since he first saw her that day at the creek.

Angie continued to tease him, working her hips back and forth as she gradually lifted her skirt high enough that he could finally see her sweet, wet lips. He instinctively moved forward, wanting desperately to touch her, taste her. She smiled and moved forward a little. As they came closer, Angie released the button and her skirt dropped to her feet, leaving her standing completely naked before him. She moved in closer until her pussy was only a few inches from him, then spoke in a low, sexy voice.

“Do you want to taste me?”

He looked up into her beautiful, sparkling eyes and nodded. She spread her legs wider and moved so that her dripping snatch was only an inch from his mouth.

“Come on, then! Lick my pussy! Get me nice and wet so I can fuck that huge cock of yours!”

Her dirty talk was making him even harder and he moved in, tentatively licking her moist slit a couple of times, then diving in, his tongue going deep into her warm wetness.

Angie sighed and rested her hands on his head. He was a little awkward at eating pussy, but he was doing ok. She adjusted her stance so he was touching on some really good spots and it felt better. What he lacked in experience, he was making up for in enthusiasm. His tongue darted and licked tirelessly, touching and probing at every part of her he could reach.

“Oh, yeah! That feels good!” she sighed. Her words encouraged him to try harder and he moved up to her erect little clit, something he knew drove Michelle crazy.

Angie let out a little cry when he took her clit into his mouth and sucked on it, before flicking his tongue across it, then pushing his tongue deep into her hole. Now that was unexpected! She didn’t know if he knew how sensitive a girl’s clit was, but he was certainly giving it a good tongue-lashing.
She held him tighter to her, closing her eyes as she felt her orgasm stirring in the depths of her pussy. She began rocking her hips, her body trembling as she urged herself closer and closer.

“Oh, Artie! Don’t stop! I’m gonna cum!”

This seemed to inspire him and he gripped her ass, pulling her closer. His fingers moved over her soft cheeks as he continued to lick and nibble on her clit. She felt his fingers moving into the crack of her ass, then lower, until he was rubbing her asshole! Holy shit, it felt good! She’d heard about how a woman could sometimes cum just from having anal sex, but she’d never tried it. She had seen some anal sex on the porn channels at Steve’s and decided it was something she had to try. That was actually what she was planning to do with Steve. She wasn’t sure how Artie had known about how sensitive a woman’s asshole was, but at that point, she didn’t care. His finger on her little rosebud and his tongue sucking on her clit was more than she could take.

“Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!”

Her orgasm exploded and she cried out, holding Artie’s head to her spasming little twat. She moaned and shook as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed through her. She was aware that Artie had stopped licking her and his finger was gone from her anus, but she continued to cum for what seemed like a long time before the sensations eased and her mind began to clear a little.

Artie held on for as long as he could until Angie’s erratic movements forced him to pull away. He looked up at her clenched eyes and pursed lips as she came. Her face was turning bright red and she shook all over, moaning and sighing. With a few final jerks, she finally seemed to relax a little and opened her eyes.

She looked down at him, a dreamy smile on her face, then sank to her knees between his legs and lay her head on his upper thigh. Reaching up, she wrapped her hand around his thick meat and began to stroke it.

“That was wonderful, Artie!” she gasped when she had caught her breath. “I haven’t cum like that in a while!” Ok, it was a little white lie. The orgasm she’d had with Steve the night before still beat any other, but Artie didn’t have to know that. Besides, it was still a damn good one!

She felt his hand stroking her hair as she lay there watching her hand slide up and down his heavy shaft. “I’m glad you liked it,” he said.

“Now let me try you,” she said, smiling up at him. She stuck out her tongue and ran it along the shaft of Artie’s huge organ. He watched her until she took his head into her warm mouth, at which point her closed his eyes and leaned his head back, basking in the wonderful sensations she was creating.


Across the room, Michelle was lost in her own erotic pleasure. Steve’s tongue was giving her a good workout and she knew she’d be cumming soon if he kept it up.

“Mmmm,” she murmured as he began to lick and tease her clit. “That feels good!”

He continued licking her, savoring the taste of her juices as they drooled from her pussy onto his tongue. Did she always taste this good? He couldn’t remember, but he knew he could keep this up for a long time. He loved licking her and listening to her moans and sighs as he touched on particular sensitive areas.

Michelle was getting really close. She vaguely heard Angie saying something to Artie in her sexy, bedroom voice, but couldn’t make out the words. When Steve’s tongue went back to her clit, she knew this was it.

“Oh, yeah! Right there! Don’t stop!”

Within a matter of seconds, he pushed her over the edge and she bent over slightly, holding his head in place. She groaned loudly and felt a flood of juices forced from deep in her womb. Steve didn’t slow down, or seem to mind, but kept licking and lapping up all he could.

When her orgasm passed, she felt a little weak in the knees but managed to stay on her feet. She wanted him inside of her right now. He was still dressed, so she knelt down and started undoing the button of his shorts, fumbling in her lust.

Steve watched with mild amusement as Michelle tried to get his shorts undone. When she finally got the button unfastened and lowered his fly, she was pleasantly surprised to see that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. She grinned up at him as she pulled his stiff cock from inside his shorts, then gave it a quick suck before standing up and straddling his legs.

“I need you to fuck me,” she panted, then lowered herself down, bracing her hands on his shoulders. When her excited pussy touched the tip of his cock, she gasped and closed her eyes. Steve desperately wanted to push her down onto it, but he thought it best to allow her to set the pace.

Michelle paused for a moment, rubbing her pussy back and forth along his soft tip. She stopped when it was positioned over her opening and lowered her body, sinking the tip in. She sighed and readjusted her grip on his shoulders, then slowly impaled herself on it, not stopping until he was completely buried in her. She moaned and rested her head on his shoulder.

“Oh, shit, that feels good!” she whispered into his ear.

He turned his head so he could kiss her cheek. “So do you!” Her wet pussy fully enveloped his cock, surrounding it in a warm, moist squeeze. He felt her muscles clenching and unclenching on his shaft. Was she doing that on purpose or was it some kind of nerve response? He didn’t now, but it felt great!

She began rocking her pussy, rubbing her clit on him. He could feel the head of his cock inside her, rubbing on the soft walls of her pussy. It felt great and he held her tightly, their bare flesh pressing together. He could feel her nipples poking into his chest and suddenly felt a strong urge to kiss her. He pushed her from him and held her head in his hands. They kissed deeply, then moved apart so their lips were almost touching. Michelle’s tongue darted out and licked his lips. It was very erotic and he poked his tongue out, touching hers while occasionally tasting her lips. All this time, their movements continued and Michelle knew another orgasm was on its way.

After a few minutes, Steve wanted to change positions. While this felt great, he really enjoyed hammering Angie from behind last night and wanted to try it with Michelle.

“Let’s try another position,” he whispered, kissing her lips softly.

She nodded. “Ok. What did you have in mind?”

He grinned and urged her to get up. She pulled his cock from her with a look of regret and stood back while he stood up. He pointed to the couch.

“Get on the edge on your knees and hold onto the back.” She looked at him curiously, then grinned.

“Ok, just be nice.”

He chuckled as she took the position. She found it difficult to balance on the edge of the cushion on her knees, so she put one foot on the floor for balance. Steve waited patiently while she got comfortable and tried to ignore the moans from the other side of the room. While he didn’t begrudge Artie for having sex with his girlfriend, he wasn’t all that sure he wanted to watch. Not yet, anyway.

He stepped up to Michelle’s perfect little ass and rubbed his cock along her slit. She sighed and pushed back, trying to push him inside of her. But Steve wanted to tease her a little. He began to slide the tip of is cock up and down her slit, causing her to moan in pleasure. She continued to try to slip it in, but he wouldn’t let her.

One time, she moved quicker, hoping to catch him by surprise, but he pulled back. When he did, his wet cock slid across her back door and her eyes opened wide. That actually felt good! She looked back at him over her shoulder.

“Do that again!”

He seemed puzzled. “Do what?”

“Rub my asshole!” she whispered.

He gave her a funny look and she pushed her ass against his cock. Still puzzled by her request, he moved the tip to her puckered hole and began to rub it back and forth. It was very wet from her pussy, so it slid across it easily.

Michelle gasped as he moved back and forth across her ass. Holy shit! This was amazing! It was like she discovered a new g-spot! She lowered her head and lost herself in the sensations. When he stopped and moved back to her pussy, she raised her head.

“No, don’t stop! That feels so good!”

“Really?” he asked, surprised by her response.

“Uh-huh!’ she said as he went back to her asshole. She reached down between her legs and teased her pussy, rubbing her fingers in a circular motion around her clit. She felt another orgasm coming and pushed back against him, trying to make him rub harder.

Steve felt her move back and wasn’t sure what she was trying to do. His cock pressed against her backdoor, spreading it slightly. Michelle gasped and leaned forward, scaring herself. He almost fucked her in the ass! As he continued to rub her, she realized that it had felt quite good, but was afraid to try it any more. She didn’t even know if it was safe. What if she got hurt? How would she explain that to her parents? She decided she better stop this before it went too far and looked back.

“Ok, that’s enough. Fuck me now?” Her voice was almost pleading, but she didn’t have to ask twice. It felt good rubbing his cock on her ass, but it was nothing like the feeling of driving it deep into her pussy! He lined it up and went all the way in to the hilt in one shot. Michelle moaned and lowered her head between her arms. Then he began to move.


Angie was having fun sucking on Artie’s big cock, but she wished she could take more of it into her mouth. Sure, it was nice and thick and his head was huge, but she liked to have a cock deep in her mouth, and it just wasn’t going to happen with this thing. She grinned. But there was one place she was sure she could fit more of it!

She gave him a little kiss on the tip, then a few more quick sucks, and stood up. He looked up at her and was once again taken aback by her incredible beauty; and she wanted him! Artie! The school nerd!

Angie looked down at the long, thick cock. She’d thought about little else since Michelle told her about Artie’s secret, but now she was a little apprehensive. It was so big! She took a deep breath and moved closer, straddling his legs. If Michelle could do it, then she could, too! She moved into position over him. Even though she was standing fully upright, she could feel the tip of his cock just touching her labia, causing her to tingle all over.

She placed her hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes.

“Let me do this,” she instructed. “I’ve never had anyone as big as you before and I need to go at my own pace, ok?”

Artie nodded and she began to lower herself onto his hard member.

At first, it seemed he was too big. She pushed down hard enough that he should have slipped in, but nothing was happening. Taking a deep breath, she pushed a little harder. She felt her pussy expanding and he began to slide into her. It hurt a little, but not too much. Certainly nothing she couldn’t handle. She closed her eyes, held her breath, and pushed down a little more. She kept this up for a few minutes and took in almost three inches a little bit at a time before she paused, her face flushed and sweat beading on her forehead. She hadn’t expected it to be this much work and needed a minute to catch her breath.

Artie looked up at her. “Are you ok?”

She nodded. “Yeah. It’s just slow going.”

He gave her an understanding look. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She smiled at him. He was so sweet! But she shook her head. “Uh-uh. I’m going to do this.” With that, she took a deep breath and pushed another inch into her badly stretched cunt. It hurt a little more taking that much at once and a small cry escaped her lips. Artie looked up at her, concern on his face. She smiled at him, although it was a pained smile.

“I’m . . . ok. Just surprised me a little!”

He looked like he didn’t believe her so she pushed down further, although not a whole inch this time. She managed to keep smiling despite the pain. “See? No problem!”

He still didn’t look convinced but when she took a little more, he closed his eyes. Her cunt was gripping his cock tightly and he could almost feel her heartbeat. She drove down more and was soon past the halfway point. She decided to get herself a little more used to his size before she took him any deeper. She lifted up, then pushed back down to where she’d stopped. It still hurt, but she was determined. She kept doing it until she felt her pussy relax somewhat and she was able to move easier. Artie suddenly moaned and looked up at her.

“Oh, shit!” he gasped. “I think I’m gonna cum!”

The look on his face told her he meant right away and she pulled free of his cock, lowering her head to it just in time to get a blast right in the face. She opened her mouth and caught most of the second shot on her tongue, then took him into her mouth, sucking the remaining shots from him. As she sucked the last few remnants from his large head, she had new respect for him. He had lasted a lot longer than she’d expected him to. Maybe next time, she’d be able to take him all in before he came.

She grinned up at him, cum running down her pretty face. “That was awesome!” she exclaimed, licking her lips. “You taste great!”

He grinned at her and she got to her feet. “I better get cleaned up.” He told her where the bathroom was and watched her scamper down the hall. He turned his attention to Steve and Michelle. Michelle was still kneeling on the couch and Steve was really giving her a good fucking! She was moaning almost non-stop and their skin slapped together, rocking the couch from the force of his thrusts. Suddenly, she let out a long, garbled squeal and dropped her head between her arms. Her body started to tense up and she lifted her head back up, teeth clenched and eyes squeezed tightly shut. Steve was still fucking her, but had slowed down somewhat.

After what seemed like a long time, Michelle slowly lowered her head, then began jerking and bucking, pausing every few seconds as another wave washed through her. She was tossing her head up and down and her hair flew wildly.

A few seconds later, Steve began moving faster and Michelle seemed to start her orgasm all over again. This time, he was moving a little jerkier and was gasping.

“Oh, shit! Oh, yeah!” he cried and drove all the way into her. He closed his eyes and let out a long groan, his body jerking every few seconds. Michelle was also moving in a similar way, experiencing her first back to back orgasm as his seed was pumped into her.

Artie watched as they kept this up for a few more seconds, then Michelle collapsed to the couch on her stomach. Steve fell on top of her, his cock still buried in her pussy. They lay unmoving for a long time, the sound of their ragged breathing the only sound in the room.

Angie came back in the midst of this and looked down at them, then over at Artie. “Did they kill each other with pleasure?”

Steve lifted one hand and slowly looked up at Angie, an exhausted smile on his face. “Hey, baby! Just give me a minute or two and I’ll be right with you!”

Angie laughed and smacked his bare ass before going over and curling up in Artie’s lap. Steve extricated his shrinking cock from Michelle’s sopping pussy, releasing a flood of cum to the couch cushion.

“Shit!” he exclaimed when he saw the puddle under Michelle. “Sorry, Artie. Do you have a cloth? I’ll clean that up before it stains.”

Artie got up. “It’s scotch-guarded, don’t worry about any stains.” He went into the kitchen and returned with a damp cloth. After he wiped it up, there was barely any evidence that it was ever there.

“Cool,” Steve said. He passed the cloth to Michelle, who dabbed at her drooling pussy as he sat down next to her and looked across the room at Artie and Angie. “So what’s next?” he asked with a grin. Angie returned his grin and hugged Artie. She had a few ideas.

After a few minutes of cuddling and small talk, Angie couldn’t wait any longer. She stood and went over to where Michelle sat next to Steve. She extended a hand to her and Michelle took it, allowing Angie to pull her to her feet. They stood quietly for a few seconds, each taking in the other’s naked body, then Angie pulled her to her.

“You look so sexy,” she whispered before planting a wet kiss on her lips.

Michelle embraced her and returned the kiss enthusiastically. Steve and Artie watched them, awkwardly avoiding eye contact. Even though they knew they weren’t expected to do anything with each other, it was a little uncomfortable being naked in the same room.

The girls finally pulled apart, but continued to stare longingly into each other’s eyes.

“I want you,” Angie said in hoarse, seductive whisper. She led Michelle over to the couch and had her lie down; her head resting on the arm and her legs slightly open. She knelt on the floor and lightly caressed her thighs, then her mound. Michelle closed her eyes and spread her legs wider, giving the pretty blonde full access to her pussy. Angie looked over at Steve, who was watching them with great interest. She noticed that his cock was starting to grow again and smiled up at him.

“Mmmm . . . ready to go again?” she asked with a wink.

He looked down and grinned. “Almost.”

She licked her lips and gave his cock a quick suck, then turned her attention back to the pretty brunette sprawled out before her. She lowered her face to Michelle’s steamy pussy, inhaling the smell of her and Steve’s lovemaking. It was overpowering her senses and she dove right in, pushing her tongue as far into Michelle’s wet hole as she could.

Michelle still had her eyes closed and let out a small cry of pleasure when Angie began tonguing her still sensitive little twat. She rolled her head from side to side as she probed and licked hungrily, small gasps and moans escaping her lips. Angie eagerly lapped and sucked her sweet juices and Steve’s cum. She found the mix intoxicating.

Steve watched his girlfriends on the couch next to him, his cock growing harder by the second. He glanced over at Artie, who was also riveted to the girl on girl action. Angie’s hand slipped back to his lap and gripped his semi-hard member, stroking it as she continued to devour Michelle’s pussy. It didn’t take long before he was once again fully aroused and ready for action. Angie felt him achieve full hardness and paused her cunnilingus for a moment.

“I need you to fuck me, Steve,” she murmured, looking back over her shoulder at him.

He needed no further encouragement and got to his feet. Angie remained kneeling on the floor, spreading her legs to reveal her pink wetness to him as she once again dropped her face to Michelle’s dripping pussy. Steve dropped to his knees behind her and positioned his stiff member at her opening. As his soft head touched her lips and began to part them, he heard her moan into Michelle’s pussy and she pushed back against him, slipping him easily into her wetness.

Artie was also nearly fully recovered, the sight of the two girls on the couch more than enough to restore him. He watched as Steve began to fuck Angie while she ate Michelle’s pussy and desperately wanted to get in on the action. He got up, holding his long cock and stroking it slowly as he went over to them. Michelle opened her eyes, sensing his presence. She reached out to him, smiling through hooded eyelids.

“Come here,” she murmured. He stepped closer to her and she reached out, taking his thick, hard cock in her hand. She urged him closer until it was poised at her lips. Without a second’s hesitation, she opened her mouth and took in, hungrily sucking on the huge phallus. Artie moaned and placed his hand on her head, then looked down at Angie, her blonde hair splayed over Michelle’s thighs and stomach. He could hear the slurping sounds and her moans as Steve’s cock moved in and out of her cunt. The sight of her and the feel of Michelle’s warm mouth on his cock was quickly making him fully aroused and only his earlier orgasm had allowed him to go this long without exploding into his girl’s hot, sexy mouth.

Steve was also becoming very turned on. Angie’s pussy gripped his cock in a tight embrace and watching Michelle sucking Artie’s huge meat while Angie licked her was almost too much. He slowed his pace, wanting to make it last as long as possible. Angie moved with him, occasionally lifting her face from Michelle’s dripping snatch to say something encouraging, which only increased his arousal.

Michelle was very close to cumming. Angie’s wonderful tongue was touching on some very erogenous areas and the feel of Artie’s big cock in her mouth was so erotic she knew it would be a good one. Her entire body tingled and she raised her hips, forcing Angie’s tongue deeper. She began to pant and pulled Artie’s cock from her mouth.

“Oh, yeah! Oh, Angie, yes!” she cried, stroking Artie while moving her hips so her clit was in Angie’s mouth. “Oh my god! Oh my god! Ohhh my . . .” Her words were choked off as the orgasm enveloped her, taking over her senses. She arched her back, still gripping Artie’s cock, and squeezed her eyes shut. Her mouth opened and a strangled cry escaped as her body went completely rigid. Angie continued teasing her clit until she released and began to jerk and spasm. She raised her head and plunged a finger deep into her. Michelle cried out, pushing upwards with her hips. Her body stiffened again as another wave of orgasmic bliss flooded her body.

Angie was enthralled by Michelle’s intense orgasm, watching her writhe under her tender touch. Her own pussy was being ravaged by Steve, who was moving faster now, encouraged by Michelle’s climax. He desperately wanted to make Angie experience the same feeling at the same time he did. To do it while Michelle was still cumming would be all the more erotic. He increased his speed until he was pounding Angie’s tortured pussy, their skin slapping together. He could feel the tingle start in his balls and gripped Angie’s waist, slamming into her.

“Oh, shit!” he moaned through clenched teeth.

Angie knew him well enough to know he was about to cum and the idea of his seed shooting into her sensitive pussy was the trigger to her own orgasm. She began to moan louder as her body reacted, the sensations soon overwhelming her. When Steve groaned and she felt his hot semen filling her, she cried out and released, her pussy clamping down tight on him. Steve held her hips tight to his groin as his cum poured into her, their bodies tensed.

Artie watched all this in awe. All three of them had cum within a few seconds of each other, but he still hadn’t joined in. Michelle still held his cock tightly, but she was so caught up in her own orgasm she wasn’t giving him the attention he needed. He watched as they all came down from their erotic high, knowing that his turn would soon come.

Michelle inched back, pulling herself from Angie’s probing finger. Her entire body was tingling and shaking and she couldn’t handle any more stimulation. Angie seemed to know she needed a break and withdrew her soaked finger from her swollen pussy. She was still cumming and did it instinctively, her eyes closed as her and Steve shuddered under their simultaneous orgasms.

She looked over at Artie, her eyes hooded and a dreamy smile on her flushed and sweaty face. She suddenly realized she had neglected him and pulled him back to her lips. Artie sighed as her warm, wet mouth once more enveloped his throbbing meat and his hand dropped to her head, moving it back and forth.

Angie opened her eyes, her body still buzzing, and looked up at Michelle sucking hard on Artie’s big cock. Fuck she looked sexy with it in her mouth! Artie was looking down lovingly at her, his hand on the back of her head. He was encouraging her to suck him, but wasn’t forcing her.

Angie wanted a piece of that action. She moved forward, and allowed Steve’s shrinking cock to slip from her pussy, releasing a flood of cum that ran down her inner thighs. As Steve dropped to a sitting position on the floor, she crawled forward, kissing her way up Michelle’s sweaty body to her full breasts. She took each nipple into her mouth, nibbling and sucking on it for a few seconds before moving on. Michelle pulled Artie’s cock from her mouth and they kissed hungrily, their tongues probing.

When they pulled apart, Angie looked up at Artie and licked the tip of his cock. He sighed and she parted her lips, taking as much of it as she could into her mouth. Michelle watched her for a few moments, then Angie released him and passed it to her. She took over immediately, sucking hard on it.

While Steve watched from the floor, both girls took turns sucking on Artie’s cock. Sometimes, Angie would lick his balls while Michelle sucked on him. Artie’s face was flushed and he was breathing heavily. He was very close to cumming. Two girls working on him was almost more pleasure than he could handle.

“Ohhh . . . shittt . . ,” he moaned, his words fading into a long hiss. Michelle was sucking on his cock when she felt him jerk and swell. She prepared herself, but didn’t pull away.

“Ahhhhhh!” Artie groaned. A second later, Michelle’s mouth was flooded with his thick, warm cum. She swallowed it then pulled away, knowing Angie would want some too. Angie moved in, but he shot again before she could get it in her mouth. A long string of his cum hit her on the cheek and hung from her chin before she closed her lips around his thick head and got a load down her throat. She happily sucked hard on him, swallowing it, then pulled free, her hand jerking his remaining load first to her face and tits, then to Michelle, who only received a few spotty gobs on her sweaty tits. She took his cock and rubbed it across them, smearing his cream into her skin. Artie continued to sigh and moan as his sensitive cock was rubbed across the soft skin.

Finally, Angie sat up and grinned at Michelle, cum still dripping from her face. “Holy fuck!” she exclaimed, her eyes moving up to Artie. “That was some load!”

Michelle laughed and reached out, scooping some of it from her face and sucking it from her finger. “You’re a mess, baby,” she said, giggling.

Angie looked down at her cum covered tits and touched her face, grinning. “Yeah!”

Steve came over and leaned against the couch next to her. “Holy shit, that was hot!” Everyone agreed enthusiastically. Artie pointed out the bathroom and told the girls to feel free to use the shower. With a grin, they got up and went into the bathroom, hand in hand. Steve looked up at Artie, a permanent grin etched on his face.

“Wow!” he said, getting slowly to his feet. “I bet that doesn’t happen to every guy!”

Artie chuckled and shook his head. “Last week I never dreamed I could have someone as hot as Michelle or Angie. Now I’ve had both at the same time!” He shook his head in disbelief. “Life sure is strange.”

Steve laughed and nodded in agreement. “I hear ya, man. I wonder what they have planned next? ” He picked up his shorts and began to dress.

Artie went over and retrieved his own clothing. He pulled on his pants but didn’t reply. Would there even be a next time? He was pretty sure he and Michelle would be getting together again, but he wasn’t sure about Angie. He hoped there would be a next time with her, but he wasn’t sure how Steve felt about watching his girlfriend fuck one of his best friends.

“Hard to say,” he replied, pulling his t-shirt over his head. He paused while Steve put his own shirt on. For a moment neither spoke, each listening to the shower and the giggles coming from the bathroom. Finally Artie broke the silence.

“Were you ok . . . with me and Angie? I mean . . .”

Steve raised a hand, cutting him off. “It’s ok, Artie. I know how Angie feels about me. What we did here was just sex, nothing more.” He studied his face, trying to read his thoughts. After a moment, Artie nodded.

“Yeah, I guess,” he replied, trying to force the image of Angie pushing his cock into her pussy from his head. He should be happy with Michelle. She was absolutely gorgeous and was definitely into him. So why couldn’t he stop thinking about Angie? He looked over at Steve and grinned. “We got two of the hottest girls in town, buddy!”

Steve’s face once again broke into a wide grin. “Fuck, yeah!” he exclaimed. The tension broken, they settled into an easy conversation while they waited for the girls.


Michelle and Angie stood in the shower, letting the warm water spray over their naked flesh. It beaded on their sweaty skin and ran in small rivulets down their bodies. As they stood under the water kissing passionately, their hair plastered to their heads, they let their hands roam freely over one another, touching and caressing.

Angie broke the kiss and tilted her head back, allowing the water to pour over her face. Michelle stood transfixed, watching the water roll across her perky tits. She was so beautiful! She reached out and cupped one of her tits, her fingers gliding across her hard nipple. Angie opened her eyes and licked her lips.

“Oh god yes,” she purred.

Michelle leaned over and took the hard little nub between her lips, teasing it with her tongue. Angie inhaled sharply and held her head to her breast. She thoroughly enjoyed their little foursome earlier, and of course making love with Steve, but she also loved being alone with Michelle. They shared a certain intimacy that a guy would never be able to fulfill, no matter how in love they were. She gently stroked Michelle’s wet hair as she suckled her tit.

After a few minutes, they turned the water off and began toweling off. Michelle watched as Angie carefully dried herself, her sexy body already making her wet again. When they were dry, they embraced and kissed deeply, wrapped in a warm lover’s embrace. Their tongues darted and danced together; their mouths hungrily devouring the other. They finally stopped for air and Angie turned her eyes to Michelle.

“Wow, you’ve got me all hot and horny again!” she exclaimed, caressing her cheek lovingly. Michelle smiled.

“I know. Me too.” She paused a second, then said, “Has Steve ever touched you . . .” She reached around and lightly rubbed her ass. “ . . .here?”

Angie’s smile broadened. “Yeah, and it felt pretty good!”

Michelle smiled back, relieved that it wasn’t just her that found it particularly erotic.

Angie kissed her. “I watched a movie where a guy was fucking a girl there. She really seemed to like it, too.”

Michelle thought about that. It sounded like it would be painful, but then she remembered how good it had felt when Steve’s cock had pressed against her back door. Maybe it would feel good.

“She liked it?”

Angie shrugged. “Well, It was a porno so she may have been faking, but it sure looked that way.”

Michelle nodded, still trying to imagine a cock in her ass. She gave Angie a quizzical look. “Would you ever want to try it?”

Angie smiled coyly and shrugged again. “Maybe. I’m definitely thinking about it.” Actually, she was pretty sure she was going to ask Steve about it, but didn’t want to say anything in case it didn’t work out.

Michelle nodded slowly. “Hmm. Maybe with Steve, but I don’t think Artie would fit.”

Angie laughed. “Oh my god, no! He’d tear you in half with that monster!” This started them giggling and for a few moments they couldn’t stop. Finally, Angie managed to stop long enough to speak.

“We better get back out there. They’re gonna think we’re up to something.”

Still chuckling, they opened the door and padded back into the living room, where Steve and Artie were dressed and talking about the football.

“Hey, there you are!” Steve exclaimed, his eyes moving back and forth from one naked beauty to the other. Artie was also watching them with a keen interest. They both felt their cocks twitch at the sight of the two girls standing arm in arm.

“Sorry guys,” Angie said, moving toward her discarded clothes. “We got a little distracted.”

“I bet,” Steve quipped, grinning.

They chatted while the girls dressed then sat down with their respective guys. Michelle casually glanced down and saw the growing bulge in Artie’s shorts. She smiled to herself, but didn’t comment. Once again, the memory of Steve’s cock rubbing her ass came to her and the idea of anal sex filled her thoughts. Could she do it? More importantly, could she do it with Artie? This was definitely going to require some more thought.

Meanwhile, Angie had already made up her mind. The next time her and Steve were alone together, she was going to ask him about it. Just the thought of him pumping her ass was making her wet. She wondered what it might feel like to be fucked in her ass and her pussy at the same time. She smiled to herself and settled back against Steve. The possibilities for carnal pleasure seemed endless.

badlybent
06-22-2007, 09:37 PM
Soooo good. I think I'll go back and read the whole thing from the start my friend.

BJ Cortland
07-06-2007, 08:02 PM
In this installment, the focus shifts to Jake and Kristi and their first attempts at intimacy. More to come - stay tuned.

Chapter 38

Jake sat on the front row of the metal bleachers scratching the toes of his sneakers in the dusty dirt. He was waiting for Kristi so they could go swimming, and hopefully more. When he tried calling Steve, Artie, and Michelle none of them were home. He thought it was a little odd that they would all be away that early in the morning, but didn’t tell Kristi no one else was coming with them to the creek.

He thought back to the scene he’d witnessed with Michelle and Artie. In fact, he couldn’t stop thinking about it and it kept making him hornier and hornier. Jacking off helped, but he needed to get laid!

The rattle of a bicycle on the concrete sidewalk caused him to look up and he saw Kristi pedaling toward him. She wore cut-off shorts and a loose white t-shirt, under which he could make out the red of her bikini top. While her tits were smaller than Michelle’s or Angie’s, she had an otherwise perfect body and a very pretty face. She was a little high maintenance, but what girls weren’t?

He stood up as she coasted over to where he sat next to his own bike.

“Hi, Kristi,” he said with what he hoped was a warm smile.

She coasted to a stop and slipped off the seat, her long tanned legs straddling the crossbar of her girl’s ten speed.

“Hi,” she replied, looking around. “Where is everyone?”

Jake shrugged. “Dunno. No one was home.” Kristi frowned and he quickly added, “But I’m sure they’ll be along soon. It’s going to be another hot one. They’ll show up sometime.”

He went over and leaned in to give her a kiss on her lips. She smiled and kissed him, then sat back up on the seat of her bike, one foot resting on a pedal.

“Let’s get going. I want to get some sun before it gets too hot.”

Jake picked up his bike and they set off toward the creek. He followed a little behind her, watching her small, perfectly shaped ass. He had to a piece of that!

At one point, she looked back at him, a knowing look in her eye. Jake’s eyes went from her ass to her eyes and he grinned. She stuck out her tongue at him and sped off, forcing him to hurry to catch up. She rounded the turn onto the trail to the creek a few minutes later, one leg stretched out as she took the corner as fast as she dared. Her back wheel skidded sideways slightly, but she kept it under control. A quick glance over her shoulder told her Jake was closing fast and would probably catch her if she didn’t hurry. Aiming her bike between the rocks and roots, she went as fast as she could down the rough trail. However, her relatively fragile ten speed wasn’t built for trail riding and within a few seconds, she could hear Jake right behind her, his mountain bike easily handling the rough terrain.

With a laugh and a squeal from Kristi, they clattered through the wooded trail and burst into the clearing at full speed, Jake pulling up beside her as they emerged from the narrow path. They pedaled hard toward the creek, playing a form of chicken to see who would brake first.

Kristi was the first to skid to a stop, just a few yards from the creek bank. She watched as Jake continued pedaling, standing up on the pedals. With a loud yell, he rode straight off the bank, pushing his bike away as he dropped to the dark water. Kristi watched in muted surprise as he went under the water, his bike splashing a few feet further out in the shallower water. He came to the surface quickly, a huge grin on his face.

“Jake, you nut!” she exclaimed, laughing as she ran over to the bank.

Jake simply laughed and swam over to where his bike lay under the water. He dove down and grabbed it, then swam across to the root ladder, dragging it behind him. Fortunately, it was mostly aluminum and wasn’t very heavy and he was easily able to lift it back up to the grass. Kristi helped him pull it up, then looked at him in his dripping wet clothes.

“You’re crazy!” she said, shaking her head, but grinning. Jake reached out and grabbed her hands. She tried to back away, but he was too fast. He pulled her to him. “No!” she cried, struggling. “You’re all wet!”

He pulled her to him, his wet t-shirt pressing against hers, soaking it and allowing the red bikini to show plainly through the wet white cotton. He wrapped his arms around her and grinned as she continued to struggle, although he could tell she wasn’t serious.

“Relax, it’s a hot day! You need to cool off!” he told her, watching her expression.

She gave a few more half-hearted attempts to free herself, then relaxed and looked at him, shaking her head.

“Now my clothes are all wet!”

He shrugged, not easing up his hold on her. “So take ‘em off. I won’t mind!”

She gave him a short laugh. “Ha! I bet you wouldn’t!”

He adjusted his grip so that his hands dropped almost to her smooth ass. “I will if you will,” he said in a low, conspiratorial voice.

She stared at him for a few seconds, then laughed again. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

He dropped his hands a little lower and felt her tense when they rested on her ass cheeks.

“Very much,” he replied, his eyes locked on hers.

For a moment, neither moved or spoke. Jake simply rested his hands on her ass, making no move to remove them. Finally, Kristi spoke softly.

“Jake, I think we should . . .”

He interrupted her, a hint of frustration in his voice. “We should what? Stop before things go too far?”

She paused, studying his face. She could feel the adrenalin starting at the thought of what he was implying. Part of her wanted to shove him away and just get on her bike and leave. But another part wanted to explore this a little more. And that part was winning. She inhaled a deep breath.

“Jake . . .”

Again he interrupted, looking straight into her deep blue eyes.

“Kristi, we’ve known each other a long time. We’ve dated before and I think you know how I feel about you. Why can’t we . . . express our feelings? What have you got against . . .” He paused for second, fixed her with a direct stare and said “. . . sex?”

For a moment, her eyes grew wider and he thought she was going to run off in a fit of rage, but then her expression softened and she looked down.

“I don’t have anything against . . . it,” she replied. “It’s just that . . . it’s a big step and Michelle and I decided we wouldn’t do until we were sure we were ready.” She looked back up at him. “We made a pact.”

Jake couldn’t stop the thin smile from creeping across his lips. “Oh, really? What kind of pact?”

She pulled away and this time he let her go. She dropped to the grass, sitting cross-legged in the shade of the oak tree. Jake sat down next to her. She plucked at the grass, then took a deep breath.

“I shouldn’t have told you that. It was supposed to be a secret.”

Jake shrugged. “Aren’t I your boyfriend?” She nodded, smiling at the word. “Then we shouldn’t keep secrets,” he added matter-of-factly. He reached out and took her hand. “If you tell me your secret, I’ll tell you one. A really good one!”

She looked up at him. He grinned and his eyes sparkled with anticipation.

“What secret?” she asked.

His grin widened. “Trust me, it’s good! And it concerns Michelle, too.”

Kristi leaned back, thinking. She’d already told him enough that she knew he wouldn’t let it go until she finally told him the rest. And she was very curious of what secret he might have, although she doubted it would be anything spectacular. Michelle was her best friend, after all. What would Jake know that she wouldn’t?

She sat back up. “All right. But you have to promise not to breathe a word to anyone.” He nodded, leaning forward.

“I swear,” he said, holding up his hand in the Boy Scout salute.

Kristi took another breath, then looked down, once again plucking nervously at the grass. “Well, Michelle and I decided that neither of us would . . . do it . . . unless we talked about it first. Kind of a second opinion to keep us from doing something stupid.”

Jake stared at her, as if waiting for more. “ . . . and . . .?”

She looked up at him. “And . . . that’s it. We just agreed to look out for one another. So I can’t do anything without talking to her first.” She thought about what she’d just said, and not wanting him to get the idea that once she talked to Michelle, they could have sex, and quickly added, “That is, if I even wanted to.”

Jake stared at her for a long moment until she averted her eyes. “I see,” he said finally. “So, let me get this straight . . .” He paused for a moment, seemingly collecting his thoughts. “If you and I decided we were ready, you wouldn’t be able to do anything until you consulted with Michelle, and got her ok?” Kristi nodded, wondering what part of this he didn’t understand.

“Ok,” he continued. “And if Michelle wanted to do it, she would come and talk to you first, right?”

Again, Kristi nodded. Jake’s brow furrowed. “Now, you see, that’s the part I don’t understand.”

She looked at him uncomprehendingly. “Why not?”

He leaned closer, looking very concerned. “Because I have it on good authority that Michelle has already done the deed!”

She looked up at him, her eyes wide, then her expression relaxed and she laughed. “Stop it, Jake. That’s how rumors get started.”

He held up his hand once again and placed his other hand on his heart. “I swear it’s true.”

She rolled her eyes. “Jake, please. Is that the big secret you wanted to tell me? Because if it is, it’s total bullshit. I don’t know who told you that, but it’s not true.”

He smiled and shook his head slowly. “No, Kristi, it’s the truth. You want to know how I know?” Before she could respond, he said, “Because I saw her!”

Her mouth dropped open for a brief second, then she shook her head. “Please, Jake!” She started to get up, but he took her hand and pulled her back down.

“I’m serious! And do you want to know who she was doing it with?”

Kristi was beginning to get a little angry. While Angie had driven a small wedge between her and Michelle, she still considered her her best friend, and didn’t like what Jake was saying about her; things she knew couldn’t possibly be true. Before she could answer, he leaned even closer.

“She was doing it with Artie! Right here!” He pointed to the spot a few feet away where he had watched Artie and Michelle fucking the day before.

Kristi stared at him for a moment, then a smile broke out on her pretty face. “Jake, c’mon. Is that the best you can do? At least make it someone I might possibly believe!”

Jake’s face remained serious and he nodded. “I’m telling you the truth.” He quickly recounted how he had come to witness their coupling. Kristi listened to his tale with an amused smile, still not at all convinced.

“Michelle would never do something like that right here where anyone could see her,” she said. “And besides, she would have told me about it afterward even if she didn’t talk to me first.” She shook her head. “Nope, I don’t believe it.”

Jake sighed, trying to think of some other way to convince her was telling the truth. Then it came to him.

“All right, if you don’t believe me, the next time you see Michelle, ask her about Artie’s package.”

Kristi was getting up, but stopped, looking directly at him. “His package?”

Jake nodded and pointed to his crotch. “Yeah, you know; his package. His dick.”

Kristi shook her head and stood up. “I’m not going to ask her any such thing! And why would that convince me, anyway?” She pulled her damp t-shirt off and dropped it to the grass. Her nipples were plainly visible through the bikini top. Jake found himself staring, then managed to pull his eyes away.

“Huh? Well, because . . .” He grinned and held up his hand about ten inches apart. “Our Artie has a secret of his own!”

For a moment, she didn’t grasp what he was saying, then her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide. “Are you serious?” she asked in a horse whisper. Jake nodded.

“I couldn’t believe it either,” he said, shaking his head. Something about the tone of his voice told Kristi that maybe there was some truth to what he was telling her. But no, even if he was telling the truth about Artie, he could have seen his . . .thing anywhere; the showers at gym, for example. That didn’t necessarily mean Michelle was having sex with him. She shook her head and began to unfasten her cutoffs. Jake could see the strings of her red bikini under them.

“Sorry, Jake. That wouldn’t prove anything. You’ve been hanging out with Artie for years. You could have seen that anytime.”

He was ready for that and already had a backup plan. “Fair enough. But what if I told you I know Michelle shaves, except for a tiny little triangle of hair.”

That stopped Kristi short. She was in the middle of taking off her shorts and looked up at him. Michelle had shown her her little patch last summer when she first shaved it and there was no way she would have shown anyone else, especially Jake.

“H . . . how do you know about that?” she asked, slowly pulling her shorts the rest of the way off.

Jake watched her, not even trying to hide the look of wanton lust on his face. He looked up at her face as she straightened up, adjusting her bikini. “I told you, I saw her naked. Here. With Artie. Yesterday.”

Now she thought maybe there was some truth to his wild story. While he could have seen Artie anytime, he would have had to see Michelle naked at some point in the past year to know about her bikini area. Was it true then? Was Michelle having sex? And not just having sex; but having sex with Artie, of all people? She remembered teasing her about liking him earlier on the very day Jake claimed to have seen them. Despite her denial that she was interested in him, she never flat-out said she wasn’t.

“Jake, if this is some fabrication to get me to have sex . . .”

He shook his head. “I swear, Kristi, it’s all true. I wouldn’t lie to you just to get you in bed.”

She looked deep into his eyes and sensed he was telling the truth. So what did this mean? Was Michelle sexually active? If so, she broke their pact. She thought of Angie and suddenly it became clear. Somehow she must be responsible, that little slut. First she stole Steve away, and now her best friend. She sighed and sat down next to Jake.

“So, let’s for the sake of argument say you’re telling the truth. How does that affect you and me?”

Jake shrugged. “I didn’t say it did. Just that you shouldn’t let Michelle dictate when you have sex. You should do it when you feel ready.” He could sense her slowly giving in to him and didn’t want to lose the momentum. He reached over and rested his hand on her bare knee. “I really like you a lot, Kristi. I always have. And I think you feel that our relationship is closer now than when we dated before.”

She looked down at his hand but made no attempt top remove it. He was right. She had never allowed him to feel her tits before, and hadn’t even considered touching his cock, even if it was over his shorts. Maybe it was time she stopped acting like a little schoolgirl. After all, she’d be starting high school in the fall. She looked up at Jake and was instantly taken by his rugged good looks and sparkling eyes.

“I . . . I don’t know . . .” she said, averting her gaze.

Jake moved his hand further up her thigh but she still made no move to stop him. She felt another surge of adrenalin as his fingers touched the inside of her thigh, moving closer to her hidden treasure. He slid closer to her and reached out, placing his other hand on her shoulder. She lifted her eyes to meet his and before she realized what was happening they were kissing; softly at first, then with more urgency. When he probed at her lips with is tongue, she parted them and took his tongue into her mouth. She was getting more and more turned on by the second and her mind told her to stop before it was too late, but her heart and hormones told her to keep going; to explore these wonderful new sensations she was feeling. She reached up and placed her arms around his neck, pushing her tongue deep into his throat. She heard him murmur his approval and felt a dampness between her legs. Her head screamed for her to stop it, but she couldn’t. It was all too exciting.

Jake kissed her with a passion that he’d never used before, as if trying to devour her mouth. All the while, he moved his hand slowly up her thigh until he was close enough to feel the heat emanating from her clearly excited pussy. He paused there, driving his tongue deep into her mouth. He heard her murmur and decided to make his move.

Cautiously, he lifted his fingers from her flesh and touched them to her bikini clad pussy. He felt her startle and gasp into his mouth, but she continued to kiss him. Taking it as a sign that she was willing, he pressed his fingers tighter into her swollen labia.

Kristi pulled her lips from his and let out a little cry, something between a gasp and a yelp. Her eyes were closed and he watched her face as he began to rub his fingers up and down her pussy. He could smell her musky aroma and felt her bikini getting a little damp. She was clearly enjoying this!

Suddenly her eyes flew open and she reached down, grasping his wrist.

“N . . . no, Jake. Please stop,” she whispered, pulling his hand away.

Jake let out a resigned sigh and removed his hand from her pubic area. He looked into her pretty face but she just looked down, not meeting his eyes. He reached out and touched her hand. She shied away, then relented and took his hand, slowly glancing up at him.

“I . . . I’m sorry, I just . . . I’m not ready for that.”

He stared at her for a long moment without speaking. Not ready!? Dammit, his dick was so hard he thought he was going to explode, and she’s saying she’s not ready?! He sat silently for a few more seconds, then slowly got to his feet. Kristi looked up at him, her eyes sad.

“Please, Jake, don’t go?”

He didn’t look at her for a moment, then slowly turned to her. She caught the look of frustration in his eyes before dropping her eyes. She couldn’t help but see the prominent bulge in his shorts and for a few seconds found herself unable to look away from it. Eventually, she looked back up to his face.

“Kristi, I really like you. A lot. But we’re not little kids anymore. I need more from a relationship than necking under the bleachers and copping a feel once in a while. I have needs.”

She swallowed hard, and met his eyes. “Are . . . are you breaking up with me?”

He looked down into her beautiful eyes, already starting to well up. Dammit, why did she have to go and start crying? He sighed and sat back down next to her, taking her hand in is.

“I don’t want to, but like I said, I need more. If you’re not ready, then . . .” He left the sentence unfinished. She knew what he meant. If she wouldn’t put out, he’d find someone who would.

“Dammit, Jake, this isn’t fair!” she said, her voice cracking as her tears began to roll down her cheeks. She looked up at him. “You’re asking me to do something I’m not ready to do.”

He sighed and managed to look into her eyes. Why did she have to cry? He raised her hand to his lips and kissed it softly.

“I’m sorry, Kristi. I have to be honest.”

She looked away, trying to blink back the tears. She really did like him and didn’t want to break up with him. And she was certainly physically attracted to him. She looked toward him, her head lowered and her eyes once again focusing on the bulge in his shorts. Tentatively, she reached out her other hand and placed it on his leg. Maybe if she just touched him a little, he’d be happy with that. After all, she’d done that before.

She raised her eyes to his face and saw he was looking down at her hand. He lifted his head up and met her gaze, then smiled warmly. She smiled back, sniffing away her tears, and moved her hand closer to his throbbing hard-on. Her hand touched the tip and she slowly moved along its length. He watched her face as she did, the same smile still on his lips. She began moving back and forth, still going slow. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.

“Mmm . . . very nice,” he murmured.

She began to move a little faster. His shorts were beginning to dry in the stifling heat and she noticed a small wet spot near the tip start to form and grow bigger. She was so caught up in watching it grow that she didn’t see his hand reach out and take hers. Once again, their eyes met.

“Take it out,” he whispered, placing her hand back on his bulge.

Kristi swallowed hard. This was as far as she’d ever gone with anyone, ever. She had never touched, or even seen a real cock in the flesh before.

“Jake, I . . .” she started to say as she lifted her hand. He placed his hand over hers and gently put it back.

“We don’t have to . . . go all the way if you’re not ready,” he said softly, his eyes on hers. “But couldn’t you just . . . do something? I’m so turned on right now.”

She thought for a moment, then licked her lips and looked down at where her hand was. Would it be so bad? She’d heard of other girls giving hand jobs and they didn’t think it was such a big deal. A little messy, but not so bad.

Or did he mean a blow job? Now that was something completely different. She wasn’t sure she could do that. It seemed so disgusting! He spoke again, interrupting her thoughts.

“Please, baby. I need some release.” He raised his hips and began to work his bathing suit down. She looked around, wondering if they should be doing this out in the open.

“Wait, Jake,” she said, still looking around. He paused, his hands hooked in the waistband of his shorts. She looked back at him. “Let’s go somewhere less open, please?”

Relieved that she didn’t ask him to stop or take him home, he smiled and nodded. He stood up, pulling his shorts back up, then reached out for her hand and pulled her to her feet. They kissed briefly then separated. Jake looked toward the woods where he had hidden to watch Artie and Michelle.

“This way,” he said, taking her hand and leading her off. She followed, still uncertain of what she was getting into. All she knew for certain was that she didn’t want him to break up with her. Steve was with Angie, and if Michelle was indeed with Artie, she’d have no one if Jake left her. And there was no way she was going to be the one who was alone!

They made their way into the trees, ducking and moving around low-hanging branches. Jake paused, looking around, then spotted a patch of grass behind two thickly branched spruce trees. He led Kristi over to it.

When they reached the spot, he turned to face her, his hard-on pushing at the fabric of his shorts. Kristi looked up at him, then her eyes dropped again to his shorts. He took both of her hands and placed them on the waistband of his shorts, watching her face. She felt the fabric and the elastic under her fingers, then slipped her fingers under it, his flesh warm on them. She looked up at his face again, and he smiled, nodding. She took a deep breath and began to work his shorts down.

Chapter 39

As Kristi slowly lowered Jake’s shorts, she couldn’t take her eyes from his cock as it slowly came into view. The tip was still in his shorts and she watched as it was slowly revealed to her starting at the base. It was different than what she’s imagined, with rough bumps and a large blue vein running the length of it. Jake was watching her, that same little smile on his face. When she had his shorts low enough to clear the tip, she startled when it popped up, pointing almost straight up.

He helped her take his shorts the rest of the way off, then sat down on them, his hard cock pointing straight up. Kristi stood watching him until he beckoned to her.

“Come here.”

She came ut of her daze and moved over to where he sat completely naked on the grass. Her eyes were glued to his cock and she could see the precum starting to ooze from the hole in the tip. It was so big; at least it looked big to her. How was that ever going to go . . . inside her without hurting? It didn’t seem very likely at all.

He reached up and took her hand, pulling her to the grass next to him. She dropped to her knees beside him, only a arm’s length from his throbbing cock, her eyes still riveted to it.

“Here,” he said, placing her hand on it.

She tentatively touched it, amazed at it’s hardness. She looked up at him, surprise on her face.

“Is it always . . .like this?”

He smiled wider and shook his head. “No. Only when I get . . .excited.”

She looked back at her hand now wrapped around the hard shaft. She could almost feel his pulse through it and the fluid was starting to run down, coming ever closer to her hand. She looked back to him.

“What do I do?”

He placed his hand on hers and began to move it up and down. “Just stroke it, like this.”

He pulled his hand free and Kristi began pumping it on her own, her hand becoming wet with his secretions. A strong musky scent reached her nostrils; a not unpleasant scent. She looked up at him while continuing her first ever hand job. He was smiling at her and nodding.

“Yes,” he whispered, then closed his eyes, leaning back on his arms.

Kristi looked back down at her small hand stroking his cock, then back up to the contented look on his face. Was she really giving him this much pleasure just from what she was doing? Maybe this sex thing wouldn’t be such a big deal after all. It excited her to think she was doing this to him just by this simple act.

She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t notice his hand reach up and cup one of her small breasts until it was already there. She looked down at it, then over to him. He was smiling at her, his fingers kneading the soft flesh gently. She decided not to try to stop him. After all, she allowed him to feel her tits before. Besides, it felt good!

“Take it off,” he whispered.

She looked at him, unsure of what he meant.

“Your bikini top,” he said, nodding to her chest. “Take it off. I want to see them. Touch them.”

She looked down at her diminutive chest, then fearfully back up at him. No one had ever seen her tits before.

“Come on, baby,” he said, his fingers teasing her rock-hard nipple. “I promise you won’t regret it.” He winked at her and gave her that irresistible grin.

At first she was going to say no, then thought about it. It felt pretty good when he felt her over her bikini. It must feel even better on her bare breasts. Besides, she was already here with him in the woods jerking him off. What harm would showing him her tits do?

She began to remove her hand from his cock to do it, but he stopped her. “I’ll do it.” He reached around behind her and tugged at the tie that held it on. It came apart easily and fell free before she even had a chance to try and catch it. Jake took in her bare breasts then smiled up at her.

“Beautiful!” he whispered as he reached up and gently caressed the soft, supple flesh.

She closed her eyes as his fingers brushed across her nipple, her hand still on his cock but moving only intermittently. He didn’t seem to care, his hands moving across first her left tit, then over to the right. She couldn’t believe how good it felt! She closed her eyes, a slight smile coming to her lips.

Jake noticed her expression and grinned. She was starting to come around. If he played his cards right, just maybe she’d give in and finally fuck him!

He continued to caress her breasts, paying particular attention to her nipples. He’d never gone this far with a girl before, but had received plenty of advice from his older brothers on what to do to get them excited. Nipples and clit, they had told him over and over. Learn how to work them and she’d be putty in your hands. So far the nipples seemed to be working.

He adjusted himself so he was closer. She took that as a sign that she was neglecting his cock and began pumping it a little faster. When she closed her eyes, once again caught up in the wonderful feelings he was creating, he moved closer and took one of her hard nipples between his lips.

Her eyes flew open in surprise, then softened. Damn, that felt good! She smiled at him and tentatively laid her free hand on the back of his head, gently urging him to continue sucking her tit. He had no intention of stopping right now and suckled first one, then the other. He licked and sucked on the hard little nubs, teasing them with his tongue and teeth. All the while, his hand continued to squeeze the delicate flesh. This was all wonderful and he was thoroughly enjoying her tits, but his balls were crying for release. He lifted his head from her delicate breast.

“Faster, Kristi,” he sighed, putting his hand on hers and moving it faster on his slick shaft.

She increased her strokes, and he moaned in obvious pleasure. She was doing a great job, even though it was a first for both of them. It felt so much better when someone else beat your dick off. This felt great, but he wondered if she would do any more. He’d often fantasized about getting a blow job. Would she do it? He was very aroused and would soon be cumming in her hand, but an idea came to him.

“Baby, that feels really good, but I don’t think it’s going to be enough,” he said, his fingers moving across her smallish tits.

Kristi froze in mid-stroke. What did he mean by that? She looked over at him, his face no longer the twisted look of intense sexual pleasure it had been earlier.

“Wh . . . what? What do you mean?”

He sighed and looked down at her hand on his rock hard shaft. “I’m just not feeling it anymore.” He gave her a look of hopefulness. “Could you, maybe, . . . suck on it?”

Her jaw dropped and a look of horror came over her face. “Wh . . . what? No! Uh-uh! Not that!” She released his cock and began to pull away, but he had a grip on her arm. She tried to pull away, but he held her fast.

“Jake! Let me go!” she cried, trying to twist her arm free.

Resignedly, he released her and she stood up, grabbing her bikini top as she did. He watched as she started to put it back on, frantically trying to come up with a way to keep her there. Then more of his brother’s advice came to him.

“Wait, Kristi, I’m sorry. You didn’t let me finish.”

She glared at him as she reached behind her back and retied her bikini top. “Oh, trust me, we’re finished!” She shook her head. “How can ask me to do that? It’s . . . it’s disgusting!”

He quickly stood up, his still hard cock bobbing straight out in front of him, and took her hands in his. “No, no, it isn’t. And I would of course be returning the favor!”

She just stared at him, his words slowly penetrating her angry and hurt mind. “Returning the . . . what the hell are you talking about?!”

He paused for a few seconds, giving her a chance to calm down a little, then replied, “Well, guys aren’t the only ones who can enjoy oral sex, you know.” He gave her what he hoped was his most charming and irresistible smile. “I bet I can make you feel real good.” When she didn’t reply, only continued to stare in disbelief at him, he added, “I’ll even do you first if you want. If you don’t like it, you don’t have to do it to me.”

Her look changed just slightly, but he picked up on it. “Look, Kristi, everyone’s doing it. It’s no big deal.” He grinned again. “I bet I can make you squeal in pleasure!”

She looked at him. While the thought of putting his . . . thing in her mouth was still disgusting, the idea of him going down on her was somehow intriguing. She’d heard stories of oral sex and the girls who claimed to have had it done to them said it felt amazing, almost too good to be true. It sounded like heights of pleasure she had never imagined. Sure, she’d masturbated a few times and it felt great, but oral sex was rumored to be so intense they said it felt like they might black out. That might be worth exploring!

But could she do it to him? She still didn’t think so. But the idea of him going down on her somehow made it seem not so . . . repulsive. He was looking at her, waiting for her reply.

“Jake, I . . .” she began.

“C’mon, Kristi. It’ll be fun.” He gave her another dazzling smile and licked his lips, the tip of his pink tongue moving seductively around them. She found herself giving in.

“If I say ok, and this doesn’t mean I am; you go first and if I still don’t want to, I don’t have to.” She folded her arms across her chest defiantly. “That’s the deal.”

He thought about this for a second and figured he better cut his losses and not force the issue. But maybe a little compromise wasn’t out of the question.

“How about if you don’t want to give me a blow job, you still finish your hand job?”

She considered this and nodded. “Ok, deal.”

He grinned at her. “Now you need to get naked too!”

She frowned and looked down at herself. That was something she hadn’t thought about. For the first time in her life, a boy was going to see her naked. Jake stepped closer, his cock waggling.

“Come on, Kristi. Let’s see the goods.”

She took a deep breath, then reached behind her back and untied her bikini top once again. She pulled it free and let it drop to the grass. She looked up at him standing completely naked before her. He gestured toward her bottoms and after a moments hesitation she began to wriggle the skimpy thong down. She tried not to think of his eyes watching her as it cleared her neatly trimmed pussy, then pulled it off and stood up, dropping it to the grass with her top. She forced herself to meet his eyes and he grinned at her before his eyes moved over her naked body, slowly taking it all in. She fidgeted nervously, moving her hands from her breasts to her pubic area.

Finally, Jake stepped forward and took her shaking hands. “Try to relax, Kristi. I think you’re going to like this.” At least he hoped she would. According to his brothers, it wasn’t complicated, but he’d never done it before and was a little nervous about screwing it up. He pulled her naked body to his, their flesh pressing together. His hard cock slid up her stomach, leaving a smear of precum on her soft skin. They kissed, a little hesitantly at first, then began to get into it, their tongues darting. Jake let his hands move across her smooth back and down to her perfect little ass, gently cupping and caressing each cheek and pulling her closer.

Kristi was a little unsure. This all seemed to be happening so fast. What was she doing alone in the woods naked with a boy? As Jake began kissing her tenderly and his hands moved over her delicate skin, she felt herself giving in to the amazing feelings. She could feel the soft head of his cock moving along her belly and the heat of the hard shaft pressing on her skin. The feeling was unlike any she’d ever experienced before. Just the idea of his cock touching her in such an intimate way caused her pussy to leak a little and she found herself becoming more and more turned on by what they were doing as her inhibitions slowly eased. She kissed him back, pushing her tongue out to meet his, and actually found herself wanting him to keep going and touch her in other places.

As if reading her thoughts, Jake broke off the kiss and looked into her deep blue eyes. They remained like that for a long moment, their arms around each other. Finally he smiled and stepped back.

“Come on, lay down,” he said softly, indicating the grassy area.

She looked over at it and swallowed hard. She could feel her heart beating rapidly and was at the same time scared and curious. Jake knelt down and kissed her stomach, then tugged downward gently on her hand. As if in a daze, she got to her knees in front of him, her entire body trembling with nervous excitement.

“Just relax,” he said with a smile as he brushed her hair from her face. “You’ll love this.”

She managed a smile, then at his urging lay back on the cool grass. It felt soft on her bare skin and the tiny blades tickled her flesh. She lay back with her knees up and together, looking up at him with wide, scared eyes.

He placed his hands on her knees and pushed them slowly apart, opening her sweet little pussy. She closed her eyes and licked her lips, her heart pounding faster than she could ever remember. She felt his soft lips kissing her inner thighs; first one, then the other, moving closer and closer to her now very wet virgin pussy.

When he was so close she could feel his warm breath on her swollen lips, she opened her eyes and looked down at him. She could see his tousled hair between her legs, still damp from his dip in the creek.

“Jake, I . . .” she began, then let out a long breath as his tongue flicked out and touched her swollen labia. “Ohhhhh . . .” She moaned, once again closing her eyes. It felt so good and all she wanted now was for him to do it again.

He moved closer to her dewy slit, her scent filling his senses and driving him on. He had never smelled an excited pussy before and he found it completely intoxicating. He flicked out his tongue and licked her without hesitation and was rewarded with a taste of her sweet juices and a moan of pleasure from her. He smiled to himself and did it again, this time lushing his tongue into the folds of her labia a little. She stiffened, then relaxed and sighed contentedly. Apparently he was on the right track!

He licked his lips and lifted his head. She was lying back, her hands twisted in the grass and her eyes closed. She opened her eyes and lifted her head slightly so she could meet his eyes, then smiled.

“Is it ok?” he asked.

She nodded. “Yes, please, don’t stop!” Her voice was raspy, breathless. He smiled and went back to her wonderful little twat, once again licking it from top to bottom. Kristi lay back and closed her eyes, reveling in these new exciting feelings.

Jake was also enjoying himself. He was actually liking doing this. When his brothers first told him about cunnilingus, he thought it was a little gross and wasn’t certain he’d be able to do it. But he was getting so turned on by Kristi’s reaction to what he was doing he forgot all about it being gross. He actually liked the taste of her pussy; the smooth wetness of her delicate pink flesh, and the hard little nub the he assumed was her clit because every time his tongue touched it, she let out a small gasp.

Kristi was becoming lost in her own erotic feelings. She could feel herself moving closer and closer to release, but it was nothing like when she masturbated. No, this was much more intense. Her entire pubic area was tingling, every nerve on high alert. She could feel the pressure building inside her; increasing with every flick of Jake’s wonderful tongue. Her hands went to her breasts and rubbed her hyper-sensitive nipples, which only served to increase the sensations in her pussy. she knew this was going to be an orgasm like no other she’d ever experienced.

She began to rock her hips against his tongue, increasing the speed of his licking. She was getting closer; ever closer. Her body was on fire, every neuron firing in her brain. Her thoughts became cloudy, her mind focusing only on her ultimate release. She was moaning constantly, becoming louder as her orgasm neared.

Jake couldn’t believe the effect he was having on her. He never would have ever imagined innocent little Kristi acting in such a manner. She was thrusting her pussy upward to meet his mouth, rocking herself against his tongue so that he hardly had to move. All the while, her breathing was becoming heavier and she was moaning steadily. Her body twisted and writhed under him until she finally went stiff, her hips thrust upward. A long cry escaped her lips, eventually fading to nothing and he felt a warm, somewhat bitter fluid seep into his mouth.

Kristi knew it wouldn’t be long, even though this was her first real non-self induced orgasm. She could feel it growing; the pressure increasing exponentially until she finally released with a low guttural cry. Her body went stiff as the orgasm enveloped her, then she began bucking and twisting on the grass. She grit her teeth together as wave after wave of the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced washed through her. She was aware of Jake eventually pulling his mouth from her spasming pussy, yet she continued to cum for several more seconds. As the sensations eased, her body began to relax, occasionally twisting and jerking on the grass. Her breathing was labored and heavy and she finally dropped limply to the grass, her chest rising and falling steadily; completely spent and totally satisfied.

Jake kept his mouth on her pussy as long as he could until her erratic movements forced him to back off. He watched in silent amazement as she continued to cum, her beautiful body writhing on the grass until she finally ceased moving and lay still, her chest rising and falling, her legs spread wide, and the steady rhythm of her breathing the only sound she made. He watched her for a long time, wondering if he should do anything. This was all new to him too and he wasn’t sure if she was all right.

Finally, her eyes flickered open and she looked down at him, a dreamy smile on her lips. She lifted her arms and feebly gestured for him to come to her. He crawled up and she embraced him, pulling him close.

“That was incredible!” she whispered in his ear. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her leg and suddenly wanted him like she had never wanted anything in her life. She was about to tell him so and then reconsidered. She was in no condition to make a rational decision about that right now. No, as much as she wanted him to fuck her until she came again, she had to keep in control. She pulled back and looked into his pale blue eyes. He smiled at her and she returned his smile.

“Are you sure you’re ok?” he asked, a concerned look in his eyes.

She nodded. “Oh, yes. Very ok!”

His look softened and he kissed her quickly on the lips. She licked her lips, tasting herself on them, then lay back, her body still buzzing from the intense orgasm. He watched her, unsure of what to do next. She had him harder than he’d ever been before and he wanted her badly, but didn’t want to blow it. He decided to allow her to make the next move. He needed release badly and was certain he would at least get a hand job, if not something more, if he played it cool.

They lay together on the grass for several minutes without speaking. Jake was getting pretty anxious and was reconsidering his decision to let her make the next move when she turned to him and spoke.

“Well, you lived up to your end of the deal, so I guess it’s my turn.”

She pushed herself up on her arms and looked at him, then allowed her eyes to drift down to his still very hard cock. She gently pushed him so that he was lying on his back, his erect dick pointing straight up, and began to move down so that she could easily reach it.

Jake watched her until she reached out and began to move her hand up and down his throbbing hard-on, then lay his head back, his eyes still watching her face. She was concentrating on his cock, watching as her hand moved along it, as if fascinated by it. As if sensing him watching her, she looked back at him and smiled.

“Am I doing it right?”

He nodded. “Y . . .yeah! Feels . . . great!”

She nodded, still smiling, and turned her attention back to her work. He closed his eyes and lay back, enjoying her soft touch. After a few moments, she paused and he opened his eyes to see why. Just as she looked up at her, he saw her lean over him and the next second felt her warm tongue on the tip of his cock.

“Ohhhh, god!” he cried out, amazed at how good it felt.

She raised her head back up and resumed stroking him, her tongue licking her lips. “Did you like that?”

He nodded. “Fuck, yeah!”

She smiled and looked back down at his large purple head. What made her do it, she wasn’t sure. But something came over her and she wanted to lick it; taste it; suck on it. The taste wasn’t great, but it wasn’t that bad either. His reaction to it made her want to try it again. She glanced back over at him and saw he was once again lying back with his eyes closed, enjoying her hand job. Feeling very naughty, she leaned over again and this time she placed her lips on the soft tip.

Jake responded by softly moaning. Her soft, warm lips on his sensitive head almost made him cum right then and there. When she began moving them around, he reached down and gently pulled her head up. She looked up at him, puzzled.

“You don’t like it anymore?”

He shook his head, desperately trying to ease the feeling of impending ejaculation.

“N . . . no, that’s not it.” He managed to get back under control, although he did discharge a large amount of precum, which oozed from the hole in the tip and ran down the side of his hard shaft. “You almost made me . . .” He gestured toward his throbbing dick.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, then gave him a curious look. “Isn’t that what you want?”

He smiled and nodded. “Yes, but I didn’t want to . . . cum in your face.”

She nodded, trying to imagine what that would have been like. She’d never seen a guy cum before, of course, and had no idea what to expect. She knew semen came out of his cock, but that was it. She had no idea how much or what it was like. She felt his hand on hers and he moved it back to his hard cock, then looked up at him and saw him smile at her. Without saying a word, she took him in her hand and started to stroke him again, still thinking about how he had almost cum in her mouth.

Jake closed his eyes as her warm hand once again pumped his aching cock. His near orgasm had relieved the urge to cum somewhat and he was hoping she might try to suck him again. But she only continued her hand job, which really wasn’t all that bad at all, and decided just to enjoy it. He felt certain that he’d get another chance later if he let her do what she wanted.

She kept up a steady pace, her eyes moving from his face to his cock. All the while, precum seeped out and coated her hand and his shaft. The scent of him filled her senses and urged her on.

After only a few minutes, he began to feel the familiar stirrings in his balls. He leaned up on his elbows and watched as the pretty blonde jacked his cock, still looking back and forth from his face to his cock. She smiled at him.

“Are you ok?”

He nodded, licking his dry lips. “Y . . . yeah. Almost there,” he panted.

She held his eyes for a few more seconds until he closed them, his face contorting into an almost pain-like grimace.

“Oh, fuck!” he groaned through clenched teeth.

She watched, fascinated as his face became flushed and he groaned even louder. A second later, she felt a warmth on her hand and looked down to see a milky white fluid spurting from his cock and running down over her hand. Startled, she quickly let go of his cock, but he grabbed her hand and pushed it back.

“P . . . please, don’t stop!” he gasped.

Hesitantly, she ignored the warm, sticky mess and resumed jerking him off. He sighed and leaned back, moaning and shaking while his seed continued to ooze from his hard cock.

After a few seconds, he relaxed and opened his eyes, smiling at her. She still held him and managed to smile back.

“W . . . wow!” he said, his eyes moving over her naked body. “That was great, Kristi!”

She looked down at his cum splattered stomach and her own sticky hands and was thankful he hadn’t cum when she was kissing his cock. This stuff was everywhere and the thought of it in her mouth almost turned her stomach. Tentatively, she lifted her hand to her nose and took a sniff of the musky smelling excretion. She turned up her nose and looked at him, grimacing.

“This stuff stinks!” she said, wiping her hand on the grass.

Jake grinned and chuckled. “I hear some girls like it,” he replied.

“Well, not me!” she replied.

She finished wiping her hand off, then found her bikini bottoms and stood up to pull them on. Jake watched her slip her long legs through the skimpy thong and pull it up. Then she picked up her top and held in place, turning so her back was to him, and held her hair aside.

“Would you mind tying my top?”

He stood up, his softening dick waggling, and retied the string. “How do you know if you’ve never tried it?”

She turned around, giving him a disgusted look. “Ewww! You’re kidding, right?”

He shook his head and reached down for his own shorts. “No, not at all,” he replied as he stepped into them and pulled them up. “I’ve heard some girls swallow it and actually like doing it.”

She stared at him for a moment, then shook her head, laughing. “Right. Sure they do!”

She turned to walk back to the clearing, but he took her arm and turned her back to face him. “I’m serious. If you don’t believe me, look it up on the net.”

She studied his face for a few seconds, then shook her head. “If you think I’m doing that because it’s on some internet porn site, you’re nuts!” She shook his arm loose and turned again toward the clearing. This time he let her go and followed her. No point in pushing the issue. He was making headway and didn’t want to scare her off.

“All right, I’m not asking you to,” he said as they made their way through the thick foliage and back to the clearing. They were still alone, which kind of surprised Jake. It was almost noon and he was certain that by now the others would be here. What were they doing, he wondered?

“Good,” she replied. “Because it’s not going to happen.”

He sighed. Well, at least he had gotten her naked and gave her an incredible orgasm. That may loosen her up a little and pave the way for more adventures.

“Wanna take a swim?” he asked, knowing she’d refuse. He needed to get cleaned up so he was going in whether she did or not.

“I think I will,” she replied, surprising him. She caught his look. “I need to wash this . . . stuff off of me.”

He nodded, smiling to himself. She could wash it off, but the scent would stay with her for a while. They jumped in and quickly cleaned up. Kristi immediately got out, but Jake paddled around for a bit, enjoying the cool water. He couldn’t for the life of him figure out why she would rather bake in the hot sun all day than cool off with a refreshing swim. He decided he’d never figure her out and it wasn’t worth trying to do. He climbed up the ladder and went over to where she was sitting on her towel, brushing her wet hair. She looked so good with the water still beading on her tanned skin.

He sat down cross-legged beside her and watched her finish with her hair. She tried to ignore his lustful stares, but eventually turned to him.

“What?”

He shrugged and grinned. “Nothing. You just look really nice.”

She managed a smile and put her brush in her small backpack, then leaned over and kissed him.

“I have to go soon,” she said after they separated.

He looked up and judged by the sun it was sometime around noon. “It’s still early. Can’t you stay a little longer?”

She shook her head. The truth was she had nowhere she had to be and would have enjoyed spending a few more hours here with him. But she didn’t trust herself to be alone with him right now. If she was willing to get naked and put her lips on his . . . thing, then jerk him off, there’s no telling what might happen if they stayed here alone together. And as much as she thought she might like what might happen, she didn’t think she was ready for it yet.

“I promised my Mom I’d do some chores,” she lied, not meeting his eyes.

The look of disappointment on his face was evident, but he quickly recovered, giving her an almost convincing smile.

“Ok. Do you have to go now?”

She nodded and slipped her t-shirt back on. It had dried in the time they were fooling around, but her still wet bikini quickly dampened it again. Despite that, she pulled on her shorts and collected up her backpack.

“I’m sorry, but I promised.”

He picked up his own clothes and picked up his pack. “It’s ok, I understand.”

She could tell how disappointed he was, but held her ground and went over to where they had left their bikes. As they made their way up the path in silence, she thought again about what they’d done. She still couldn’t believe she had allowed it go so far. She didn’t really regret it, but was thankful it hadn’t gone any further. Was she ready to go all the way? Maybe. But was Jake the one? She looked ahead at him. His back was smooth and well toned and he was certainly handsome. And she really did like him. She needed to talk to Michelle. They had always talked about guys together and really needed her opinion.

And what about Michelle? Was Jake right about her losing her virginity? To Artie, of all people? That was something else she needed to confirm, but wasn’t sure how to bring it up. She didn’t want to get Jake in trouble for spying on them, so she’d have to approach the subject subtly.

They reached the street and turned toward the school, still riding in relative silence. She stole a quick glance at Jake and he seemed lost in thought. He caught her look and gave her a quick smile, but said nothing. He must be as caught up in what happened as she was, and it was some comfort to her that he appeared not to be taking it too lightly.

They arrived at the school and stopped at the bleachers.

“Ok, then, I guess I’ll see you later,” she said, avoiding eye contact.

“Yeah,” he replied. “I’ll call you.”

She nodded. “Ok, bye.” The leaned in and gave each other a quick peck on the lips.

“See ya,” Jake said as she pedaled away.

He watched her go until she rounded the side of the school, then got on his bike and pedaled slowly in the other direction. Where was everyone? They must all be off together; Steve and Angie, and Michelle with Artie. He shook his head, still finding it hard to believe that Artie had landed someone like Michelle. It had to be because of that huge dick he was sporting. Why else would a beautiful girl like Michelle be interested in geeky little Artie?

He sighed and pointed his bike toward the center of town. At least he was making some headway with Kristi. Hopefully she would soon give in and he too would lose his virginity.

larrykay63
07-06-2007, 09:55 PM
excellent BJ,you write very well.i felt like i was right there with them.

BJ Cortland
07-06-2007, 11:35 PM
Thank you, Larry. Very much appreciated.

Carrot74
07-18-2007, 09:09 AM
Holy Hot Story, Batman! Long - yes - and most definitely worth the read. This story makes me wonder about a few things....
1. Where the hell were the girls like that when I was growing up?
2. I have to work harder on the slow arousal while writing a story
3. I agree with quite a few of the comments already stated about writing a book.
Excellent story, as are the rest of your stories here that I have read.
Thank you for an awesome story.

BJ Cortland
07-19-2007, 04:16 PM
Book? Who said anything about a book? lol I'm a truck driver, not a writer.

The slow arousal is my favorite part. I actually enjoy writing the background story and characters more than the sex part (but that's just me).

And you're very welcome, Carrot. Glad you enjoyed it.

marglar
04-06-2008, 12:02 AM
hey are you ever going to write more stories?

BJ Cortland
04-06-2008, 04:06 PM
I'm working on it Marglar.

BJ Cortland
04-19-2008, 05:37 PM
I know it’s been a while since I’ve added any new chapters, but for those who like this series, here’s a few more chapters. Sorry for the delay, but I reached an impass and a break from the story seemed to help. Enjoy.

Chapter 43

After the incredibly hot group session at Artie’s, everyone needed a break from sexual activity. They were sitting around chatting, with the still naked Michelle and Angie curled up on one couch while Artie and Steve sat on the other. The sight of the two beautiful girls caressing one another and kissing was starting to make both guys aroused again but Steve knew the girls would be a little sore and they all needed more recovery time.

“Why don’t we head down to the creek?” he suggested. “I have some weed left and who knows, maybe we could do a little skinny dipping?”

Everyone perked up at that suggestion and the decision to go was unanimous. Artie also had some pot and they each rolled up a fat joint while Angie and Michelle put some clothes on. They both must have been still feeling more than a little horny because all they wore were their cropped tees and shorts - no underwear. As they prepared to go, Angie came over to Steve and pressed her tight little body to his, kissing him deeply. He could feel her hard nipples poking into his chest as her full breasts were crushed against him, sending another surge through his already semi-hard cock. Out of the corner of his eye, Steve noticed Michelle kissing Artie as well, her hand rubbing his cock over his shorts. It seemed that neither of the girls was ready to call it a day yet!

Steve’s house was on the way to the creek from Artie’s, so Michelle and Artie walked their bikes over there so Steve could get his, while Angie used one his mother bought a few years earlier but rarely used. Karen’s car wasn’t in the driveway so they didn’t have to come up with any excuses as to why they weren’t at the creek yet. They pedaled toward the path, with Artie and Steve trying to race one another. Angie and Michelle followed along at a more leisurely pace, laughing and chatting like old friends.

By the time the girls reached the path to the creek, Artie and Steve were long gone, probably already leaping into the cool water. The girls decided to walk their bikes down the rough path, enjoying just being alone together in the relative coolness and serenity of the thick spruce and pine forest. They were able to walk side by side once they were a few yards in and they allowed their bodies to touch, holding hands whenever the path was smooth enough to allow one handed control over their bikes.

When they reached the clearing, they dropped their bikes and embraced, kissing deeply while splashes and shouts could be heard from their guys in the water a few yards away. Angie slowly released Michelle’s soft lips and smiled at the pretty brunette, stroking her long, silky hair lovingly.

“Do you think,” she whispered, her eyes never leaving Michelle’s, “that it’s possible to fall in love with two people at the same time?”

Michelle held her gaze, nibbling nervously on her lip. She had been wondering the same thing, but didn’t know how to bring it up. After all, until a very short time ago she had been completely naive in matters of sex and love, let alone with another girl. Yet, there was no denying the feelings she had for the pretty blonde. She tried to smile.

“I . . . I don’t know,” she managed to whisper.

Angie continued to smile at her and caress her hair. “I think it is,” she replied, moving in to kiss her again. Michelle responded to her warm kiss, feeling her pussy leak into her shorts. And she knew at that moment that she was in love with Angie, at least as much in love as her tender young age could comprehend the emotion. She returned the kiss passionately, her tongue meeting Angie’s in a sensual dance that stirred her even more, causing even more of her sweet juices to seep from her swollen pussy.

They clung to one another for a long moment until Steve’s shouts broke through the foggy curtain of their intimacy.

“Hey! Come on!” he shouted from the tree by the bank.

They continued to hold one another but turned to look in his direction. He watched them for a few seconds, then grinned, turned and jumped back into the water. Angie looked back to Michelle.

“I do love you, Michelle,” she said softly. “And Steve is the only other person I’ve ever said that to,” she added.

Michelle nodded, momentarily speechless, then smiled apprehensively. “I . . . I think I love you, too, Angie,” she finally managed to say. “I know I care a lot about you and I can’t stop thinking about you.”

Angie kissed her quickly. “I didn’t say it just to hear it back, baby. I just wanted you to know.”

She took Michelle’s hand and they walked down to the creek, dropping their backpacks on the grass. As they pulled out their towels and swim suits, Angie looked around. She grinned at Michelle and gripped her short tee with both hands. “Let’s forget the bikinis,” she said, her blue eyes flashing.

Michelle stared at her for a brief moment. She had been looking forward to the little thrill of undressing in the open and putting on her bikini, but to remain naked? She glanced nervously over her shoulder toward the path. “What if someone comes along?”

Angie nodded to the bikini in her hand. “Bring that with you and leave it on the bank. If we see someone coming, just slip it on before they get too close.”

Michelle was thinking it over when Angie pulled off her top, then slid her tight shorts down and off. She kicked them toward her backpack and stood completely naked in the clearing. She made no effort to retrieve her own bikini and stood there grinning at Michelle. “Come on! I dare ya!”

Michelle stared at her beautiful friend, her eyes moving along her supple young body in the afternoon sun. Slowly, a smile came to her lips and with one more glance over her shoulder, pulled off her own tee shirt and shorts. She tossed her bikini to her backpack and looked up at her friend and lover. “If you’re not taking yours, then neither am I!”

Angie laughed, her freshly washed hair shimmering in the sun and her perky nipples fully aroused. Michelle could feel her own arousal growing and reached out to embrace Angie, their naked flesh pressing together as their lips met in another loving kiss. Finally, Angie broke the kiss and turned toward the water. “Last one in has to take Artie up the ass!” she yelled, and made a run for the bank.

Michelle laughed and ran with her, hitting the water a split second after her. They both broke the surface at the same time and looked around to see the shocked expressions on Steve and Artie’s faces at the sight of the two girls jumping naked into the creek. As the girls swam over to where they were, their shocked expressions turned to grins. Angie swam over to Steve, put her arms around his neck, then wrapped her long legs around his waist, her hot pussy pressing against the growing bulge of his hardon under his shorts.

“Hey baby,” she cooed, a look of unmistakable wanton lust on her face, “Wanna fuck?” She began to grind herself against him and he was instantly hard.

He reached down and quickly yanked off his shorts, tossing them to the rocky bank behind him. “Hell, yes!”

She maneuvered her hips until his cock lined up with her hot opening. Using her legs as leverage, she quickly impaled herself on him, taking him all the way in in one swift motion. She sighed and held him tighter, using her strong vaginal muscles to grip his hard shaft in her already tight little cunt. Steve gasped and reached down to her smoothly rounded ass, holding her inside him, the heat from her excited pussy a sharp contrast to the cool water. She began to move slowly, her hips undulating and her hard clit rubbing against his equally hard shaft. She leaned in so that her head was lying on his shoulder and began to nuzzle and kiss his neck as their movements increased.

Meanwhile, Michelle moved over to where Artie stood in slightly shallower water, barely coming to his waist. She kissed him quickly, then reached down and pulled his shorts down, releasing his already hard cock. She kept walking, forcing him to back up out of the water. His shorts were tangled around his knees and she paused while he removed them, then continued to move him up over the round river rocks to a small patch of grass on the far bank, which was just above water level, as opposed to the much higher bank on the other side. He seemed a little nervous being naked out in the open, as he had the first time they’d been together, but she simply smiled at him and dropped to her knees on the soft grass. Before Artie had time to say anything, her small hand was wrapped around his huge tool and her warm mouth enveloped the soft tip. He moaned softly, his hand going to her head as she began to bob back and forth on him. She went at him like she hadn’t had sex in a long time. Apparently the excitement of being outside and completely exposed had ignited something inside her and she craved his cock like never before. Her tongue snaked out, teasing the tip and licking his precum from the hole.

This went on for several minutes until she could stand no more and needed to feel him filling her tight little pussy. She released his massive unit and turned around, kneeling on all fours and wriggling her cute little ass at him.

“Fuck me, Artie,” she breathed in a husky voice, looking back at him. “Put that big cock into my tight little pussy and fuck me hard!”

The sight of this gorgeous naked girl practically begging him to fuck her caused his anxiety about being naked in public to evaporate. He quickly knelt behind her, guiding his thick cock to the pink flesh of her swollen labia. When the soft tip touched her wet lips, she moaned and pressed back, forcing him inside. She paused only for a second before pushing back again until almost his entire length was buried in her. The sensation was incredible. She could feel the walls of her vagina squeezing and contracting, as if milking this huge organ. When he began to move, she closed her eyes and groaned in absolute pleasure. How could something feel so good!

They continued their slow fuck, barely conscious of Steve and Angie fucking in the chest deep water only a few feet away. Michelle’s hand moved to her clit and she began to tease the hard little sex organ, rubbing in circles around it, her finger occasionally rubbing across it. This heightened her arousal even more and she felt the tingle that indicated orgasmic release begin almost immediately.

“Oh, yes, baby!” she gasped, “Don’t stop . . . fuck me harder . . . ohhh, god yes!”

Her eyes were clenched shut and she could feel her orgasm growing more and more. Artie was hitting on a very good g-spot from his angle of attack and the combination of that and her own masturbation was quickly bringing her to climax.

“Ohhh, fuck, Artie,” she cried out, “I’m . . . I’m . . . cumming . . .!”

Artie had picked up his thrusts and her words only encouraged him to increase his speed even more. She began a low wail in the back of her throat, becoming louder as he continued to slam her tight little pussy mercilessly.

“Ahhhhh . . .” she cried, dropping her head to the grass. She felt the tingle become a fully charged electric shock, spreading out from her womb to her extremities. Her body tensed and her voice became a strangled cry as the orgasm engulfed, then overwhelmed her senses. She could feel him still hammering away at her while she came hard, her mind seeming to float free from her body, the intense pleasure of her all-encompassing orgasm the only thing keeping her connected. As soon as she peaked, her cries fading into short grunts, she felt herself building again. She grit her teeth and gripped the grass, her fingers digging into the soft earth underneath as another intense orgasm washed through her. The pleasure was unbelievable. Never before had she come so hard twice with almost no pause in between. Artie had slowed his thrusts, no doubt partly due to her strong vaginal muscles squeezing involuntarily as she came.

As her second orgasm passed, she collapsed to the warm grass, Artie’s cock the only thing keeping her body from completely falling limply. He had stopped moving, as if recognizing her total lack of motor control, but she could feel his hard, throbbing cock buried deep inside her and she knew that he still hadn’t cum. She wanted to please him, but for the moment, she was helpless to do anything. He didn’t move his cock, but she felt his cool hand on the overheated flesh of her back as he leaned over her.

“Michelle? Are you ok?” She could hear the genuine concern in his voice even through the hazy fog that had settled in her brain. She tried to nod but realized she wasn’t moving her head enough for him to see. She turned her head to one side.

“Uh-huh . . . j . . .just . . . need . . . a second . . .” she managed to gasp, a dazed smile forming on her lips. He began to withdraw from her warm, wet sheath and she gasped as his cock slid over her sensitive flesh. When he finally pulled out, she gasped and moaned in disappointment at the loss. She could feel her pussy contracting, as if trying to grasp at the hard cock that was no longer there. Even though she wished he’d stayed inside her, she also knew in the back of her mind that one more orgasm like the first two would probably cause her to black out. And that wasn’t something she wanted to happen outdoors.

While Michelle and Artie were going at it, things were becoming more heated with Angie and Steve. They continued fucking in the same position for a few more minutes, their movements becoming more urgent with each passing moment. The water around them was becoming agitated, splashing up to cool their overheated flesh. They gripped one another tightly, as if their mutual bond meant life itself. Finally Angie lifted her head and loosened her leg grip.

“Let’s go over there,” she gasped, her tight little pussy contracting on his hard cock as she nodded to where Michelle and Artie were fucking madly on the grass. “I need you to really give it to me!”

Steve nodded and she pushed away, the cool water replacing the heat of her vagina on his throbbing meat. He was so aroused that it did little to ease his hardon and he quickly waded out of the creek behind her, watching as the beads of water ran down her naked skin. She reached the bank and stopped a couple of yards from where Michelle was moaning loudly as Artie rammed his huge cock into her mercilessly. She chewed on her lower lip and smiled seductively at him, beckoning him with her finger. Wordlessly he went to her, anxious to feel the heat of her excited cunt on his aching rod once again. As he neared, she glanced over at the others, then her smile became a grin and she dropped to all fours, her cute little ass pointing upward invitingly.

“Fuck me hard . . . like that,” she panted, nodding toward Michelle. Steve looked over at them. Michelle had her head lowered and was wailing loudly, her young body shaking from the force of Artie’s thrusts. He was gripping her waist and slamming his huge meat all the way into her, their skin making wet slapping sounds every time he bottomed out. He looked back down at Angie, who was looking back at him over her shoulder, her pink tongue wetting her lips and her eyes wild with lust. “Please . . .” she whispered pleadingly, pushing her ass toward him.

Steve moved over to her and dropped to his knees in the thick grass. It was so fine and lush it felt like a cool carpet under him. He took his hard cock in his hand and guided it to the puffy pink flesh between Angie’s legs. The heat from her excited sex felt incredible and he quickly pushed all the way into her, groaning at the feel of her hot, velvet sheath on his throbbing cock. Angie responded in kind, pushing back toward him and grinding her ass cheeks against his pelvis. They began to move, quickly building to a frantic rhythm, the slapping of their wet skin mixing with that of Artie and Michelle only a few feet away. Angie was moving faster, pushing back against him so hard that his cock was a blur moving in and out of her.

After several minutes of this, Steve slowed his pace. He placed his hands on the ground next to her and leaned over her. Sweat dripped from his brow and splashed onto her back, each drop falling as if in slow motion. He could feel her body undulating under him, her hot pussy squeezing and moving on his cock in a manner that he knew would soon have him exploding in orgasm.

Meanwhile, Angie was nearing her own orgasm. She was a little disappointed when Steve eased up his rapid jack-hammering thrusts, but she knew he couldn’t keep that pace forever. It still felt wonderful to have his hard, throbbing cock inside her and she moved her hips so that he continued to rub against her clit, perpetuating the sense of impending orgasm she had been moving toward.

Steve caught his second wind and pushed back up, his hand moving along her spine, sending little shivers of pleasure through her. As he began to move again, his hands stroked her long hair and an idea came to her. She turned back to look at him.

“Pull on my hair!” she gasped, not knowing where that thought came from, but suddenly wanting him to dominate her; possess her.

Steve hesitated for a second, then wrapped her golden locks around his hand and tugged gently on it.

“Harder!” she breathed. He increased the pressure and she lifted her head. “Harder!” Again, he hesitated, then she felt him pulling harder, her hair tight in his grip and her head pulled back so that her back was fully arched. He continued to fuck at her pussy, although not as hard as earlier.

“Yes!” she gasped, “Ohhh, yes! Fuck me hard!”

Steve was a little perplexed by her demands, but above all he wanted to please her so he began to hammer in and out of her faster. He liked the idea of treating her like this, although it had never occurred to him to treat her like a total slut. It was turning him on like never before and he could tell it was having a similar effect on her. He continued pounding at her, tugging even harder on her hair. He was vaguely aware of cries from Michelle as she and Artie came together, but he was so wrapped up in his and Angie’s impending release that he didn’t pause to look. Something in him told him to slap her ass and his smacked her hard enough to leave a red imprint of his hand on her pale cheek. She gasped but her movements didn’t ease up, so he did it again.

“Oww, fuck! Yes, spank me!” she cried. “Again!”

He brought his hand down again and again as a wail began to form in her throat, becoming louder each time his hand made contact. He began to time his slaps with his inward thrusts and within a few seconds he felt her body tense and her pussy clamped down hard on his cock. A low whine came from behind her tightly clenched teeth and she began to shake and shudder under him as her orgasm exploded. The sight of her in the throes of such a powerful climax and the tightness of her dripping twat were too much for Steve and he felt his balls tighten. A slit second later his seed surged through his cock and erupted deep inside of her, flooding her already drenched pussy with his hot, sticky jism. Angie’s mouth opened wide and she let out a loud expletive when she felt him cum inside her, releasing yet another powerful orgasm almost on top of her first. Steve was still holding her hair tight as they both bucked together, her neck straining with her face almost pointing skyward, eyes closed tightly.

Steve kept his eyes closed as little shocks of pleasure sparked after his initial release. He felt his cock surrounded by the warm wetness of their combined juices in the tight confines of Angie’s dripping cunt. He opened his eyes and realized that he was still gripping her hair, keeping her head pulled back. He released her hair and her head dropped forward limply, her body still trembling as her orgasms subsided. He could feel himself starting to shrink and a few seconds later his semi-hard cock slipped from her amidst a flood of their mixed fluids. When he pulled out, Angie’s knees went out from under her and she dropped to the grass, panting and gasping for air. Steve dropped beside her, his hand rubbing her back gently as he fought to regain his own breath.

“Are you guys all right?” Michelle’s timid question broke through the fog of their dazed minds as if from a great distance. They both turned in her direction and saw her and Artie lying a few feet away. Artie was stretched out on his back and Michelle’s naked body was stretched across his, her head lying on his chest.

Angie licked her lips and managed a dopey smile. “Oh fuck yeah!” she said in a hoarse voice. “Holy fuck!”

Steve smiled at her, happy that their rough sex hadn’t actually hurt her. She looked up at him and smiled, her eyes glassy but contented. She rolled onto her back and stared up at the clear blue sky. Steve’s eyes drifted over her beautiful body, pausing at her perfect breasts which barely sagged even when she was lying on her back. Fuck she was gorgeous!

“That,” she began, pausing to catch her breath again, “. . .was incredible!” She turned her head and looked at Steve and the others. “When you pulled my hair and began to spank me, I got so turned on I thought I would cum right then and there!”

Steve glanced at the others, reading the same confused look on their faces as he was sure was on his own. He looked back at Angie. “Really? That really turned you on?”

Angie’s grin widened and she propped herself up on one elbow. “Oh my god, yes! I don’t know if it was because I’m one of those people who get off on pain or if it was because it felt like you were . . . just taking me, using me for your own pleasure . . . but it drove me crazy!”

Steve absorbed this, but had no reply. It all sounded a little weird to him, but he couldn’t deny his own pleasure, or Angie’s for that matter. She touched his arm.

“Next time, I want you to talk really dirty to me while you’re doing it. You know, call me a slut, a whore, tell me what you’re going to do, how hard you’re going to fuck me, stuff like that.”

Steve felt his face getting hot, but nodded. “Uh, ok, if you want me to.”

Angie sat up, pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. “Oh yes, I really do.” She looked over at Michelle and Artie, who hadn’t spoken or moved. “You guys should try it sometime,” she said. “It’s so fucking hot!”

Artie and Michelle exchanged a glance, then Michelle shrugged. “It might be fun.”

Artie looked doubtful. “But I don’t want to hurt you,” he protested.

Michelle smiled at him, leaning in to give him a kiss. “You won’t, baby. I’ll tell you if you are.” She looked over at Angie and grinned. “It did look pretty hot!”

Artie glanced at his watch. “It’s nearly four. I need to be going soon.”

They all agreed and stood up. Artie retrieved his shorts and pulled them on, then volunteered to make sure the coast was clear for the girls to go up and get their clothes. Michelle came over to where Angie was standing while Steve tugged his wet shorts on. They embraced and kissed briefly and Steve turned to watch them, a smile creasing his lips.

“Every time I see you two doing that I get hard all over again!” he exclaimed. They started giggling and Artie called out from the other bank that the coast was clear. They all paddled across the creek and climbed up the root ladder. Steve conveniently arranged it so he would go up the ladder last, giving him an excellent view of their wet, still swollen pussies as they climbed up.

The girls got dressed and stuffed their unused bikinis into their backpacks while Artie and Steve put on their sneakers and t-shirts. Angie found she was limping slightly, no doubt because of Artie’s huge cock earlier, not to mention the severe fucking Steve had just given her. A subtle look in Michelle’s direction told her she was also a little tender. It had been a full day of sex, and for the time being she thought she would be able to abstain long enough for her tender pussy to recover. At least somewhat.

Chapter 44

Kristi rode around aimlessly on her bike, her thoughts on what had happened between her and Jake at the creek. Was she prepared to go all the way with him? Her mind was still awash with the things they had done and at that moment she was leaning toward doing it. After all, they’d done just about everything but have sex. She remembered the feel of his cock on her lips; the taste of him, and above all, his tongue on her pussy! She found herself becoming aroused again at just the thought of it. She turned down Michelle’s street and wondered if she should go knock on her door. She needed to know if what Jake had said was true and then wondered how she would bring it up. And if it was true, what then? Michelle’s friendship with Angie was already putting a strain on their friendship and if Michelle had broken their pact, could they still be friends at all?

As she coasted along the street in the mid-afternoon heat, she decided that she had to find out, and the best way to do that was to just come out and ask. That’s what she would do. The next time she was with Michelle, she would just bluntly ask her. And there was no time like the present.

She slowed in front of the neat bungalow where Michelle lived and turned into the paved driveway. The house appeared deserted and she didn’t expect to find Michelle at home in the middle of the afternoon on such a hot day. She fully expected her to be at the creek, but she may have gone off with Angie to the mall. Or she might be out with Artie. That thought seemed so strange to her that she quickly dismissed it, despite Jake’s convincing argument. There was no way a hot chick like Michelle would be screwing geeky little Artie.

As she expected, her knocks yielded no answer and she climbed back onto her bike, rolling down the quiet street in the direction of the mall. A few minutes later she approached the path to the creek and decided to check there first, just in case someone was there now. She eased her bike between the roots and rocks down the path to the creek. When she emerged into the clearing she stopped. Four bicycles were lying on the grass, one she recognized as Michelle’s and another was Steve’s. Between the bikes and the creek bank she could see a pile of backpacks, but could see no one. They must be all swimming. She pushed her bicycle to where the others were lying and dropped it, listening for the usual yelling and splashing from the water. She couldn’t hear anything, which she thought was somewhat odd, but as she passed the backpacks, she stopped short, her eyes growing wide. There among the discarded clothing were the panties and bras of two bikinis. They weren’t . . . no! They wouldn’t!

She looked toward the creek, but was still too far from the edge to see the water. She strained her ears, but all she could hear was the familiar sound of the gurgling water and the sounds of unseen birds and other forest critters. Then another sound reached her ears; faint, but definitely human. It sounded almost like a cry, but it didn’t sound like a cry one would make while playing in water. She moved closer to the creek, listening for any other noises and heard the cry again, followed by what sounded like a grunt, as if someone was lifting something very heavy. Then she stopped and looked back at the discarded clothing. If they were down there without clothes, maybe they were . . .

She felt her heart start to race and backed away from the edge. They wouldn’t dare have sex right out there in the open! Then she remembered that Jake said that was just what he had seen. She spun around and ran back to her bike, picked it up, and began to push it at a fast trot back toward the trail. She’d almost reached the trees when she slowed, then stopped. She looked back toward the creek, then seemed to come to a decision. She pushed her bicycle into the woods, making sure it was well concealed behind some thick bushes, then walked back toward the creek. There was one sure way to know if they were down there having sex. She turned into the woods toward where her and Michelle went to relieve themselves. From down there, she would have a clear view of the swimming hole and could remain unseen in the thick bush.

As quietly as possible, she pushed into the thick brush, moving toward the spot where she would be able to see what was going on. Her heart was racing and she found the idea of watching her friends having sex somehow exciting. She tried to picture Michelle with her legs spread and Artie pushing between them, but it just seemed too unreal. Angie was another story. In Kristi’s mind, she was nothing but a loose slut who blew into town and immediately got her claws into Steve. In her view, she could easily picture her offering herself to just about anyone. Then she stopped as a new thought suddenly occurred to her. There were four bikes and two bikinis. That meant Michelle and Angie were down there, naked, along with Steve and Artie. She pictured the swimming hole and unless they crawled through the muddy marshy area on the other bank and into the trees there, there was really nowhere to go down there for privacy. It was puzzling, but she was almost to where she would be able to see exactly what the hell was going on down there.

She entered a small opening in the thick brush and could now hear more voices. They were still too far off to hear clearly, especially with the sound of the water, but as she knelt and began to part the branches she could make out a girl’s voice.

Peering through the bushes, her jaw dropped at the sight that greeted her. There on the grass on the far bank, Michelle knelt on all fours while an equally naked Artie pounded at her from behind. Michelle was looking back at him and Kristi could see her mouth moving as if giving him orders. She heard only two words clearly - “fuck” and “harder”. The look on Michelle’s face was wild and as she turned her head away and lowered it to her arms, a loud moan reached Kristi’s ears.

She was so taken by the vision of her best friend being fucked doggie style by Artie out in the open that it took her a second to realize Angie and Steve were in the water only a few feet away from them. It was only when they pulled apart and went over to the bank that she took notice. They too were both naked and she could see Steve’s hard cock bobbing before him as Angie knelt in the same position Michelle was in. Steve dropped to his knees, gripped her hips, and thrust his cock into her in one quick motion.

Kristi could hardly believe her eyes. This was unbelievable, surreal. She found that her own pussy was starting to get damp, and her nipples knotted inside her bikini top. She was actually getting turned on watching this! Suddenly, Michelle let out a loud cry and her body stopped its rocking motion, halting Artie’s movements as well. She lifted her head up, her back arching, then shuddered and shook. ‘She just came!’ Kristi thought to herself. After a few seconds, Artie began to move again, then drove all the way into Michelle and held there, his body tensing. Michelle moaned again and after a long moment, they both collapsed to the grass and lay there unmoving. Despite Kristi’s inexperience, she knew they had both just had powerful orgasms.

As Michelle and Artie fell into one another’s arms to recover, Kristi turned her attention to Steve and Angie. By this point, Steve was pumping his cock in and out of the naked blonde’s pussy, their grunts and moans reaching her ears even over the sound of the babbling creek. She heard Angie tell him to pull her hair and watched in rapt fascination as he did, and she actually seemed to be getting off on it! When he began to spank her bare ass, the loud cracks were easily heard and from her position, Kristi could see her skin turning red. Still, she continued to moan and pump her ass against him until her body tensed as Michelle’s had earlier. Kristi watched as they both shuddered in mutual orgasms then also fell to the grass, their bodies heaving as the fought to catch their breath.

It wasn’t until that point that Kristi realized her hand was circling her erect nipple, teasing and rubbing at it over the fabric of her t-shirt and bikini. Shocked that she could actually be enjoying watching her friends having sex, she removed it from her breast, silently cursing her own weakness. She watched them talk for a few minutes, then Artie got up and pulled on his shorts. She watched him swim across to the other bank and climb up, then was lost to her sight. Steve went down to the water’s edge and found his own shorts, giving her a good full frontal view of his slowly deflating cock. She was so caught up in watching Steve that for a moment her attention was diverted from Michelle and Angie. When she glanced back in their direction, she let out a small gasp and her hand went to her open mouth. They were locked in a tight embrace and were kissing! She was so stunned at that sight that she momentarily lost her balance and had to let go of the branches she was holding back to steady herself. By the time she’d regained her balance and pushed them aside once more, they were all swimming back across to the far bank. She watched as the two naked girls climbed up, then Steve, then she allowed the branches to fall back into place and sat down on the pine needle floor, her mind spinning from what she had just seen. Her best friend since like, forever, was not only having group sex in public, she was also gay! How could she have been so blind to all of this? Had Michelle been harboring those feelings about her all this time?

Her mind still filled with a million thoughts, she gathered herself up a few minutes later and began to push her way back through the thick brush to the clearing. She hid behind a spruce tree and looked out to make sure they had gone. She just caught a brief glimpse of someone disappearing up the trail as she peered out of her hiding place and after a quick survey of the clearing, she stepped out and hurried along to retrieve her bicycle from the bushes. She didn’t know how she would be able to face Michelle after what she’d just witnessed. Or any of them, for that matter. She did know one thing though; none of this started until that little blonde slut showed up in town. There was absolutely no doubt in her mind that she was the instigator of all of this wild sex. The question now was, what to do about it.

Chapter 45

Angie awoke the next day and stretched, her lithe body naked under the sheets. She winced a little, her hand sliding down to her still tender pussy. No doubt due to the stretching she’d received from Artie’s monster cock. She smiled to herself as she pictured him, still amazed that she’d been on the receiving end of such a cock. Michelle was a very lucky girl. Then again, so was she. Steve was certainly no slouch when it came to sex. She remembered the thrill of him tugging on her hair and slapping her bare ass, and how much it increased her pleasure. She came so hard yesterday at the creek that her knees were still rubbery when she got home.

She threw back the sheets and climbed out of bed. Bright sunlight filtered through the curtain of her basement room, giving the promise of yet another beautiful summer day. As she pulled on a long t-shirt, she wondered how long this weather could last. According to the news, if it didn’t rain soon, they may end up in a drought situation. Steve had mentioned that the creek was lower than usual, although there was still plenty of water for swimming.

She opened her bedroom door and saw Steve on the couch, his tousled hair telling her that he had just got up and had yet to shower. She went over and leaned in, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Good morning, baby,” she whispered, her hand slipping down over his bare chest. He smiled and caressed her hand.

“Morning,” he replied.

She walked around the couch, taking a quick glance up the stairs. She could hear sounds from the kitchen and since she only had a t-shirt over her naked body, she didn’t want another surprise visit from their parents while they were snuggling on the couch. She stopped in front of him and knelt down, resting her arms on his knees and lying her head on her folded arms. She noticed his cock start to grow inside his boxers and looked up at him, grinning.

“Happy to see me?”

Steve laughed and looked up the stairs before turning his attention back to her. Her hand was creeping up his leg toward his now semi hard member. He grasped her hand, stopping its upward movement and wagged a finger at her, trying not to grin.

“Uh-uh! You behave!” he scolded teasingly. “We don’t want our mothers to catch us again dressed like this with you kneeling at my feet!”

Before Angie could reply, the telltale sound of creaking boards and footsteps on the floor above them told them someone was coming toward the basement stairs. Angie pouted, but quickly jumped up and ran to the bathroom. Karen called down from the top of the stairs and they could hear her start the descent. Angie stood in the bathroom door and slowly pulled off her t-shirt as Steve’s mother came down the stairs right next to the bathroom door. Steve stared at her as his mother came into view, amazed at her brazen stunts. It was as if she got off on the thrill of getting caught. By the time Karen reached the bottom of the stairs, Angie had closed the door and Steve breathed a sigh of relief as he heard the shower start.

Karen came over and stood next to him as he tried to focus on the TV show he had been watching before Angie had so wonderfully distracted him. He looked over at her.

“Hi, Mom.”

She looked down at him, frowning disapprovingly at him wearing only his boxer shorts. “Steve, I think it would be best if you didn’t walk around like that while Angie’s staying here,” she said. Her knowing look told him she knew they were having sex, but she didn’t mention it. He nodded.

“Ok, Mom. Sorry.”

Karen continued. “Cathy found a couple of houses she likes and she wants Angie to go with her today to look at them.” She paused before continuing, glancing in the direction of the closed bathroom door where the shower could be heard running. “I would appreciate it if you would encourage her to go. I think she would listen to your ‘suggestion’ instead of her mother insisting she go. Do you understand my meaning?”

Steve nodded, his eyes on the TV. “Sure, Mom.” He looked up at her. “I have to work today anyway, so it won’t be a problem.”

She stood watching him for a few seconds, then nodded. “Ok.” she started back toward the stairs, then paused before speaking again. “I hope you two are being careful,” she said, then went back upstairs before Steve barely had a chance to absorb her words. He swallowed a large lump in his throat, his face burning. So she knew. What was the big deal, anyway? They were two teens having sex. It happened all the time. The thought of what she would say if she only knew the whole truth brought a slight smile to his lips.

He sat there unmoving on the couch, flipping through the channels but not really watching anything until he heard the shower stop and a few moments later Angie emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel and rubbing her wet hair with another. She glanced up the steps then walked over in front of Steve.

“So, what are we going to do today?” she asked, a quirky smile on her face.

Steve shook his head. “Unfortunately, I have to work.” Angie’s smile faded to a pout. He continued. “And Mom said your mother saw a couple of houses she liked yesterday and wants you to go see them with her.”

Angie sank to the couch beside him and wrapped the towel around her damp hair. “Oh. I guess I better go with her then.”

He nodded. “Yeah. I’m working at noon and won’t be finished until five so I guess today is as good a day as any to do it.”

Angie’s hand slid to his leg and moved up to where his cock was once again showing signs of life. The towel she was wrapped in wasn’t all that big and barely reached from her breasts to her thighs. She smelled like soap and that flowery shampoo he found so irresistible and more than anything he wanted to pick her up, take her to his bed, and fuck her senseless. Her hand stroked his stiffening rod as he contemplated the wisdom of that action with their parents just upstairs, then quickly dismissed it. Taking risks sexually was one thing, but getting caught like that could destroy everything.

Meanwhile, Angie had him fully hard and was pushing her hand into his shorts, her fingers lightly caressing his cock. He sighed and lifted his butt from the couch so she could lower his shorts, pulling his cock out so she could give him the attention she wanted to. He kept one ear open for sounds of approaching parents while Angie leaned over and took him into her warm mouth, taking nearly his full length in. He looked down at her towel clad head and pulled it from her hair, letting her damp hair fall over his bare stomach and legs and tickle his skin. She kept bobbing her head up and down on him, making contented little murmuring sounds as her tongue teased his cock while the warm suction of her gentle sucking coaxed the sperm from his balls.

It may have been the idea that someone could walk in on them at any second, but it didn’t take long before Steve felt the familiar tingle and was soon pumping his load down her throat. She kept up her suction, swallowing every drop until he finally stopped spurting. She licked and kissed his softening cock, then sat up and smiled.

“Just a little something to remember me by while you’re working,” she said as she leaned in for a kiss.

Steve pulled his shorts back up and grinned, shaking his head. “God, I love you,” he remarked, giving her spermy lips another kiss.

“You better!” she replied, returning his grin as she stood up and went to her room. He laughed and got up to take a shower as her door swung partially closed, thinking for the billionth time how lucky he was to have her.

Chapter 46

Jake leaned against the retaining wall at the parking lot of the Seven-Eleven and took a long drink of the cold Pepsi he’d just bought. The day was already hot and it was only eleven am. He hoped Kristi would show up soon and they might pick up where they’d left off the day before. He had definitely made some progress with her, but he was so horny now that if she didn’t let him fuck her soon, he was going to break it off and find someone who would, tears or no tears.

The sound of an approaching bicycle caused him to turn and look and he was a little disappointed to see Michelle riding up to him. She did look hot in her short halter top and cut-off jeans but he really wanted to be alone with Kristi right now. Despite that, he greeted her with big grin.

“Hey, gorgeous!”

She returned his grin and pulled up only a few inches from where he stood. “Hey yourself,” she replied.

“Haven’t seen you much lately,” he said, “Got a new boyfriend or something?” He watched her face for any telltale signs and was certain he saw a flash of guilt in her eyes before she laughed and shook her head.

“Right, I’m getting married next week!” she shot back as she got off her bike and leaned it against the wall.

He couldn’t help but admire her long, tanned legs and how good her ass looked in the tight cut-offs. His thoughts went back to when he had seen her fucking Artie and he felt his cock twitch at the mental image of her lying back with her legs spread wide, moaning as Artie fucked her with his monster cock. She turned back to him and he quickly averted his eyes from her ass and tried not to pause too long on her sexy tits barely contained inside the small top before meeting her eyes once again. She seemed nervous and looked away almost instantly and he smiled to himself. He was wondering if her and Artie were an item or if she just fucked him. Maybe if things didn’t work out with Kristi, he could get some of that action.

“So, where is everyone?” he asked, taking another swig from his Pepsi.

Michelle shrugged. “Steve’s working and Angie had something to do with her mother today. I tried calling Kristi but her mother said she wasn’t home.”

Jake nodded. He’d also tried calling Kristi and had got the same result. He turned his gaze upward to the blazing sun. “I think I’m going to the creek,” he said, then looked over at her. Wanna go with me?”

She hesitated a second, then shrugged. “Sure, I guess,” she replied. “Maybe Kristi will show up there.”

Jake nodded and drained his Pepsi then dropped the bottle into a recycling bin. “Yeah, it’s too hot to do much else.” He went over to his bike and climbed on. Michelle was already straddling hers, her long legs stretching to the hot pavement under her feet. They started off toward the creek, neither saying much beyond a few comments on the weather and when the heat wave might end. Even though they had dated once or twice, she’d never felt any special bond with Jake. He was good looking, of that there was no question, but there was no real connection other than their common friendship with Steve and Kristi. He was more of an acquaintance than friend and they weren’t usually alone together so idle chat wasn’t a natural thing for them.

They arrived at the trail to the creek and Michelle followed him through the trees until they emerged into the clearing. As they cleared the trees, they saw a bicycle lying on the grass and down by the oak tree Kristi was stretched out on her towel wearing her skimpy bikini. There seemed to be no one else around and they both dropped their bikes next to hers and went over to where she lay unmoving, her eyes closed and her tanned skin glistening under the hot sun.

“Hey, Kristi,” Jake said as they approached her.

She opened her eyes and looked up at them, then closed them again. “Hey,” was all she said.

They were used to Kristi’s moods and didn’t think anything of her cool reception, so they went about getting ready for a swim. Jake simply pulled off his t-shirt and Michelle couldn’t resist a peek at his bare torso as she pulled off her top and shorts, revealing her light blue bikini that until a few weeks ago she’d been too timid to wear. She spread out her towel next to Kristi, who still hadn’t moved or said anything else, and lay down on it. Jake sat cross-legged next to Kristi and rolled up a joint. He lit it, took a long toke, then nudged Kristi, who opened her eyes and accepted it, taking a pull, then passed it wordlessly to Michelle. They finished it in silence, which Michelle thought was becoming a little awkward. Jake stood up, brushing grass from his legs.

“Well, I’m going to a swim,” he said. “Care to join me ladies?”

As expected, Kristi shook her head. Michelle, sensing there was something bothering Kristi, shook her head as well. “Maybe later,” she told him.

He shrugged and ran off the edge of the bank, missing the rope and splashing into the water below. The girls lay there for a long moment listening to him splashing around in the cool water before Michelle finally spoke up.

“Is something bothering you, Kristi?” She didn’t reply and Michelle frowned. She knew the cold shoulder treatment was one way Kristi expressed her disapproval over something. The only thing she could think that may have pissed her off was her friendship with Angie, who Kristi disliked for some reason. She decided to try again.

“Look, I know I haven’t been around much in past few days, but . . .”

Kristi interrupted her without even opening her eyes. “You’re busy with your new friend. Don’t worry about it.”

Michelle stared at her for a moment before responding to her barely veiled remark. “Kristi, it isn’t like that.”

Kristi finally opened her eyes and turned to Michelle. “I know you’ve been hanging out with her, so don’t try to deny it.” Her eyes burned into Michelle’s until Michelle was forced to look away. “I was looking for you yesterday and I couldn’t find you anywhere. I looked here . . .” Michelle felt her stomach tighten. “ . . . then went to your house, the mall . . .” Michelle felt the knot in her stomach ease. They must have still been at Artie’s when she checked here. Kristi continued. “So I was ready to give up and go home, then I decided to come back here . . . just in case . . . and I saw you. I saw what you were doing . . . down there!” Her arm gestured toward the water. Michelle swallowed a hard lump and the fear once again gripped her. She chanced a quick glance up to Kristi’s face. The expression she saw was that of hurt and confusion and her voice quavered as she continued. “Why . . .why didn’t you tell me? I thought we were best friends?” She looked away and wiped at her eyes.

Michelle felt like she was in some horrible nightmare and for a moment she couldn’t think of anything to say. She stared down unseeing at the grass while the silence grew louder. Finally she spoke, her voice soft and barely above a whisper. “I . . . didn’t know how . . . to tell you . . .” She looked over at her friend. “How . . . much did you see?”

Kristi sniffed back her tears and looked back at her. “Plenty,” she said, her voice flat. The knot was once again squeezing Michelle’s stomach as she remembered her and Angie’s naked embrace and kiss. She closed her eyes and inhaled a long, slow breath.

“Kristi, I . . .” she began, but her friend interrupted her.

“Are you gay?”

Michelle let out her breath. So she’d seen that too. She shook her head slowly. “No, I mean . . . maybe . . . I . . . I don’t know.” She looked up at Kristi. “It just sort of happened . . . I can’t explain it.”

Kristi didn’t reply. Jake was coming up the ladder and grinned at them before taking another leap at the rope, this time catching it and swinging wide over the water before letting go and splashing in. They both watched him in silence then Kristi spoke without looking at Michelle.

“Do you . . . feel that way about me? I mean, have you been wanting to . . . do stuff with me, too?”

Michelle almost smiled at the thought of that, but shook her head slowly. “It wasn’t like that. It was never anything I really thought seriously about. When I met Angie, it was kind of like . . . we both sensed something; some kind of connection. She’s never done anything like that before either.”

Kristi nodded slowly. “I see.” She paused for a moment, then asked, “And what about our pact to talk before either of us did anything. Did that not mean anything to you?”

Michelle shook her head. “Kristi, I told you, it just happened. Neither of us planned it. And how was I supposed to talk to you about wanting to be with another girl? What would you have said?”

“Well, I guess I can understand that,” she conceded. “But what about Artie? I asked you if you liked him and you said only as a friend. Then I hear you were screwing him right here in the open the next day!”

Michelle felt another surge of adrenalin. Someone had seen her and Artie? This was starting to snowball. Who else knew? She stammered out, “I . . . I . . . that was . . .” She sighed and her shoulders dropped. “You’re right, Kristi. I’m sorry.” She wanted to ask her who in hell told her, but decided that could wait a few minutes until they hopefully worked this out.

Kristi looked up at her, blinking in the bright sun. “So, you’re seeing Artie and Angie? And you guys were all there together, having sex! Don’t you think that’s a little weird?”

Michelle shrugged. “I suppose some people might see it like that.” She saw Kristi’s face darken and hastily added, “But it really isn’t that unusual. Lots of people have group sex with multiple partners. It’s really very exciting.”

Jake was climbing from the water again. He started toward them, but sensed they were having a serious discussion about something and decided he didn’t need to get involved. He ran off the bank again with a loud yell. Kristi absorbed what Michelle said and thought that on some level it did sound kind of exciting. After all, what her and Jake had done in the woods had her very excited, and that was nothing compared to what Michelle, Artie, Angie, and Steve were doing.

Michelle reached out to touch Kristi’s arm, then thought better of it and instead leaned on one elbow facing her. “So. . . are we ok? Still friends?”

Kristi didn’t reply for a moment, then turned to her. “You really hurt me, Michelle. I thought we were best friends, and best friends don’t keep secrets.” Michelle hung her head and nodded.

“You’re right . . . there’s no excuse for what I did, and I’m truly sorry. I don’t want it to ruin our friendship. Can you please forgive me?”

Kristi thought for a moment, then nodded. “I don’t want that either, so I forgive you.” Michelle smiled and reached out for her hand, which Kristi hesitated before taking. She looked up and gave her a faint smile. “But I don’t ever want to catch you checking me out, got it?” Her smile widened and Michelle laughed, causing Kristi to laugh with her.

“Deal!” Michelle finally managed to get out.

They stopped laughing and settled back down to enjoy the sun, the tension broken. Michelle decided it was as good a time as any to ask her why she disliked Angie. “Kristi, you should really give Angie another chance. She really is a nice person and I know you’d like her if you got to know her a little.”

Kristi smiled but didn’t look over at her. “If you like her that much then I guess she must be ok. We just got off on the wrong foot, I guess.”

“Just give her a chance, ok? For me? Don’t make me choose between you because I don’t think I could.”

Kristi nodded and lifted her dark glasses to look over at Michelle. “Ok, I’ll try to be friends with your girlfriend.” She paused then grinned. “Fuck, that sounds weird!” They both laughed again and Michelle squeezed her hand.

“Thank you.”

Kristi decided that since she’d forced Michelle to come clean, she should too. She leaned up on her elbows and made certain Jake was still in the creek, then sat up cross-legged facing Michelle. “The reason I was looking for you is because I needed to talk to you about something.” Michelle sat up. Kristi looked toward where Jake could be heard splashing around in the creek. “Jake and I are getting serious and he wants to . . . have sex.”

Michelle nodded, studying her face. “Are you ready for that?”

Kristi looked at her. “I don’t know. I think I am, and I’m definitely attracted to him, but it’s a big step, you know?” Michelle nodded understandingly. Kristi decided to tell her what they did. “We . . . kind of started to, but I stopped it. But we did do some stuff.”

“Like what?”

Kristi took a deep breath. “I . . . I let him . . . lick me,” she said, looking down in embarrassment. Michelle stared at her, shocked. She expected her to say she let him get to second base, maybe third, but not that! Kristi looked back up at her and smiled at her stunned expression. “Surprise,” she said, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Michelle finally found her voice. “And . . . did you like it?”

Kristi’s face turned red but she nodded. “Yeah, I really did. At first it felt really weird, but then . . . it was so good, you know?” Michelle nodded, remembering her first oral experience. “He made me . . .”

“Cum?” Michelle offered.

Kristi nodded, looking away. “And that’s not all. I . . . I gave him a hand job. I even licked it.”

Michelle was once again taken aback. “Wow, I didn’t think you’d ever want to do that.”

Kristi shrugged. “It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”

Michelle smiled and shook her head. “I know what you mean. I kind of like doing it.”

Kristi looked up at her. “So you’ve done that?” Michelle nodded. “Did he ever . . . do it in your mouth?” Michelle paused before answering, but eventually nodded. Kristi’s face turned into a grimace of disgust. “Ewww! What does it taste like?”

She shrugged. “Kind of like . . . salty bananas,” she replied, trying to come up with something close Kristi might be able to relate to. “It’s not so bad once you get used to it.”

Kristi’s expression didn’t change much and Michelle decided to change the subject. “So, are you going to do it with Jake?”

“Well, I don’t know about doing that, but I’m thinking about the sex thing. I think I’m ready and I want to, but . . .” She looked up at Michelle. “Does it hurt much? Everyone tells me it does but I know I can trust you to tell me the truth.”

Michelle thought for a few seconds. “Yes, it does,” she replied, then added, “but only the first time. And I didn’t really get off the first time either, so don’t expect fireworks. But the next time . . .wow!”

Kristi looked away as if deep in thought, watching as Jake once more climbed up onto the bank, water dripping from his hair and streaming over his firm, suntanned skin. He paused and looked curiously at them, then turned and leapt into the water again. It was almost as if he knew he was the topic of their conversation and was content to leave them be. Kristi spoke without looking back at Michelle at first.

“I guess I’m ready, or as ready as I ever will be.” She turned to her friend, a nervous smile forming on her lips. “I can’t stay a virgin forever, right?”

Michelle returned her smile, but said in a serious tone, “Just be certain you’re ready.” She nodded toward the bank. “Jake is a great guy . . . and very hot . . .” Kristi’s smile turned into a red-faced grin. “ . . . it’s just that I just don’t want you to do anything you might regret later just because I did it. But if you’re sure, then I say go for it!” He face broke into a wide grin and they began to giggle as Jake clambered back up onto the grass. This time, he picked up his towel and started toward them.

“What’s so funny?” he asked as he wiped the water from his face and body. He stopped next to Kristi and dropped his towel to the grass, then sat down on it, looking at them both with an amused grin.

The girls stopped giggling and exchanged a look before Kristi replied. “Oh, nothing, just girl talk.” She winked at Michelle, who returned it with a smile then stood up, looking at her watch.

“I really should be getting home,” she said with a sigh. “I promised Mom I’d have dinner ready when she got home from work.”

Kristi looked up at her, a brief look of panic in her eyes, then nodded. “Ok, Michelle. Will you be around tomorrow?”

Michelle pulled on her shorts and t-shirt. “Yeah, if it’s this hot again, I think I’ll be here around lunch time.”

“Cool,” Kristi answered. Jake moved closer to her, resting a hand on her bare leg. “If I don’t talk to you tonight, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”

They said their goodbyes and she pushed her bike into the woods and up the rough path toward the street. Her head swirled with the knowledge theat Kristi now knew about their little sexual arrangement and she wondered just how long it would be before Jake found out. Not long, she figured, especially if he and Kristi were having sex. And what if Kristi got her back up about something, or decided that she just plain didn’t like Angie and wanted to do something to hurt her? Would their friendship be enough to keep her from blabbing their secret all over school, and eventually, the entire town? The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. This was starting to get out of control and something had to be done - right away. She began to pedal toward home. She had to let the others know as soon as possible.

Scorpio8
04-21-2008, 06:36 AM
Very nice chapters with no lack of erotic action
that was made all the more intense by the
relationships shared.

Now that's the way to share with friends.

BJ Cortland
07-14-2008, 03:01 PM
Chapter 47


Kristi watched Michelle go, then turned her attention back to Jake, who was stretched out beside her, his hand lightly caressing her smooth leg. She loved the way he looked with his wet hair slicked back and water beading on his bare tanned chest and she felt her pussy leak just a little at the thought of his hard cock penetrating her.

He grinned when he saw her watching him. “Alone at last.”

Kristi gave him a smile, then got to her feet without saying anything and started walking toward the creek bank. Jake watched her for a few steps, his eyes drinking in her sexy body in the tiny bikini and remembering how good she had looked completely naked and sucking his cock the day before. He got to his feet and caught up to her just as she reached the tree and stood looking gown into the dark water.

He moved around in front of her and was about to ask her if everything was all right when she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, then kissed him. Taken a little by surprise at her impromptu kiss, he stumbled a little before taking her into his arms and returning her hungry kiss. This lasted for several moments before Kristi pulled back and lowered her arms, smiling up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“I bet that water would feel really good,” she remarked, tilting her head toward the creek. Once again surprised at her comment, he turned instinctively to look down into the water.

Just as his attention was momentarily diverted from her, Kristi’s arms shot out and pushed against his chest, causing him to take a quick step backward . . .into nothing. His eyes grew wide for a split second before he fell off the bank and into the water, arms flailing. She watched him hit the water and go under, then emerge a second later, spluttering and wiping the water from his eyes. He got his bearings and turned to look up at her, treading water.

“Oh, you are going to pay for that!” he exclaimed, grinning and pointing up at her. He started swimming toward the ladder as Kristi began to laugh. She watched him climbing up the ladder, his movements quick and deliberate.

“Uh-oh, I think I’m in shit!” she said, still giggling.

She took a few backward steps as Jake came over to her, water dripping from his hair and swim trunks. He glared at her for a second, then took a fast step toward her. She squealed and jumped back, but he was quicker and grasped her wrist, pulling her to him and holding her back against his wet body, his arms clamped around her slender stomach.

“That was very bad, little girl,” he said, leaning in next to her ear as he pulled her closer to the edge of the bank.

Kristi giggled and struggled, but eventually gave in to his superior strength and settled in against him, only putting up a half-hearted struggle.

“So what are you gonna do about it?” she teased.

He spun her around so she was facing the bank and began to push her toward the edge. She squealed and dug in her heels, pushing back against him.

“No, Jake, please!” she exclaimed, still laughing.

He ignored her pleas and pushed her to the brink, then leaned in and kissed her neck as his hand moved up to cup her breast. “Your turn, baby!” he said, then pushed her over the edge.

She let out a scream that was quickly silenced as her body hit the cool water and she disappeared under it for several long seconds before she surfaced, pushing her long hair from her face. Jake watched to make certain she was ok, then grinned down at her before leaping into the water himself.

By the time he came up to the surface, Kristi had moved over to the shallower part and was sitting chest deep in the refreshing water a few yards away. He paddled over to where she was, taking a seat on the pebbly bottom next to her.

“That was fun,” Kristi said, leaning back so that her scalp went under the water.

“See, there’s nothing wrong with swimming in a creek. It’s about time you decided to try it!”

She laughed and gave him a playful slap. “Like you gave me a choice!”

Jake chuckled and put an arm around her, leaning in. “You didn’t protest much,” he said with a knowing grin before kissing her briefly on the lips. She returned his kiss, slipping her tongue into his mouth and pulling him closer. His hand moved up to her tit and was soon massaging it, causing her already stiff nipple to grow even harder. She moaned as they kissed deeply, their tongues probing as they sat in the cool water.

After a moment, she pushed him back and looked up into his face, seeing a look of disappointment in his eyes. She smiled. “Let’s go somewhere . . .a little more private,” she said. Immediately, the disappointed look vanished and he returned her smile, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

“Sure. Come on.” He began to swim toward the ladder and Kristi followed, her excitement growing. She’d already made up her mind to go all the way, but did she really have the guts to go through with this?

They reached the far bank and Jake allowed her to go up first. When she reached the top she went over and picked up her towel, rubbing herself dry as he came up and made his way over to her. He didn’t bother drying himself off, but took her hands and pulled her to him. As their bodies came together, she could feel his stiff cock pressing against her, at the same time exciting and terrifying her. She could feel her body trembling as he held her and their lips touched. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, rubbing her body against his hard-on and she could hear him moan in pleasure.

They pulled apart and he took a long look at her in her small bikini before reaching down and picking up his towel. “Let’s go . . .” he motioned toward the trees in the general direction of where they had been the day before.

Kristi followed his hand, then nodded. “All right, but let’s hide or bikes and stuff first. Just in case.”

They picked up their backpacks and bikes and pushed them into the trees, making sure they couldn’t be seen from the clearing, then began to make their way through the thick foliage. Kristi’s heart was thumping so loud she wondered if Jake could hear it as he led her through the forest to the same clearing they used before. He turned to her, holding back a fir bough as she stepped into the grassy hideaway.

“You look so good in that bikini,” he breathed, pulling her to him. They began to kiss again and after a few seconds, he took her hand and moved it down to his throbbing hard-on.

Kristi hesitated for a few seconds as she felt the heat of his arousal through his wet trunks, then began to rub her hand back and forth on it. Jake moaned into her mouth and brought his hand back to her breast, kneading and fondling it gently.

Kristi was becoming more aroused by the second. The combination of her hand on his hard cock and his wonderful caress of her breast was causing her pussy to become very wet. The more they made out, the more her inhibitions came down and before long they were stretched out on a towel, groping and kissing hungrily.

Jake’s hands moved over her body, lightly caressing her back and toying with the tie of her bikini top. She found herself willing him to untie it and release her tits so that he could touch her bare flesh. The next time his fingers lingered on it, she moaned and kissed him deeper, moving her own hands to his back and pulling him tighter.

He got the hint and tugged on the string tie, allowing the top to loosen. Only the contact of their bodies was keeping it in place and Kristi loosened her embrace, inching back so that he was able to pull it free, leaving her topless. Jake’s eyes moved down to her naked breasts, his eyes lingering over her red and swollen nipples before moving up to her face. She smiled at him and kissed him.

He felt his cock twitch at the sight of her breasts and broke off the kiss, his mouth moving to her neck and kissing her softly as he rolled her onto her back on the towel. Kristi held his head there, tilting her head back to allow him to move freely. He began to kiss along her bare shoulders, then along her collarbone. His hands moved up and cupped her tits, his fingers rubbing her erect nipples. Kristi moaned involuntarily at his touch, lightly pushing his head lower so that he could suck on her aroused nipples.

When his warm mouth closed over one, she gasped at the sensation and pushed her chest upward. Jake began to suck on it, bringing more moans of pleasure from her. He moved to the other nipple and she gasped. This one was much more sensitive and she felt her pussy leaking into her bikini as he began a slow suckle.

“Oh, god, Jake,” she gasped. “That feels so good!”

He murmured something and continued his tittie-sucking for several minutes, with Kristi loving every second of it.

Finally, he pulled free and looked up at her, his hands still squeezing her breasts.

“Could I . . .?” he moved one hand lower, toward the vee of her legs. She nodded without hesitation and his hands quickly moved down to the string waistband of her bottoms. She lifted her hips and he wriggled them down, exposing her virgin pussy. He pulled them all the way down her long, tanned legs and dropped them to the grass beside them. He got to his knees, his eyes moving over her naked body lying on the towel. He paused on her pussy, marveling at her swollen labia, shining with her juices.

Kristi lay there watching his reaction to her nakedness. While still a little uncomfortable, she found she was much more at ease than the last time, perhaps because they had seen one another naked before or maybe because of her excitement at her resolve to finally do this.

Her eyes moved over his body, pausing at the tent in his shorts. She licked her lips and looked up at him, then sat up, her hands going to the waistband of his shorts. With a look up at his face, she got to her knees and began to lower his shorts, tugging them out to clear his stiff shaft. It seemed to spring up, so close to her face she could see the drop of precum hanging tremulously from the hole in the tip. It still seemed big, too big to fit inside of her. But she remembered watching Michelle taking Artie’s cock, which she remembered was much larger than Jake’s, and she really seemed to be loving it.

She finished pulling his shorts off then reached up and circled his hard cock with her small hand, stroking it as she had the last time. Jake inhaled a deep breath and closed his eyes as she began to establish a rhythm. She watched his reaction, her eyes moving back and forth from his face to his cock. She remembered the last time when she had kissed it, and taken it into her mouth before chickening out when he almost came. Girls at school talked about blowjobs all the time, like it was no big deal. Then she remembered the sticky white goo that had coated her hand; the smell and texture of it, and couldn’t imagine him cumming her mouth. But maybe she could try again, if he promised to warn her.

Her voice was low, almost a whisper. “Would you like me to . . .suck it?

Jake opened his eyes and looked down into her pretty dark ones, wondering if he heard her correctly.

She licked her lips and smiled nervously up at him.

“Oh, yes!” he gasped. “Please!”

She looked down at the swollen purple tip, then back up to him. “Ok, but you have to promise to warn me if . . .” Her eyes held his and he quickly got her point without her having to finish the sentence.

Jake nodded. “Of course, baby.”

She held his eyes for a moment longer to make sure he knew she meant it, then focused her attention on the hard phallus in her hand, moving in closer until her lips touched the tip. She pulled back and licked them with the tip of her tongue, tasting his salty excretions, then parted her lips wider and pushed her mouth over the tip, taking in about two inches of his shaft before stopping. She felt his body stiffen and more precum leaked onto her tongue. She wasn’t all that crazy about the taste of it, but decided it wasn’t as bad as she imagined the thicker cum would be so she accepted it. It really wasn’t all that bad.

Jake began to moan and she could feel his cock twitching and throbbing in her mouth. Unsure of what to do now, she sucked a little harder. His moaning became louder and he pulled back slightly. Thinking he was pulling out before cumming, she loosened her lip-lock so he could, but was surprised when he pushed back in. He did it again and she quickly deduced what he was doing. This was like sex, only he was using her mouth like a vagina. She began to move back and forth, deciding it would be better if she were in control instead of him. Jake stopped moving and allowed her to do it, groaning in absolute pleasure.

“Oh, fuck, Kristi! Yeah, like that! Oh, god!”

She bobbed back and forth a few more times, the taste of his precum growing stronger as his arousal grew. She could feel his breathing becoming ragged and figured it might be best to stop this now before it went too far and he ended up blowing his load in her mouth. She released his cock to a moan of disappointment, and lay back on the towel.

Jake felt her wonderful mouth leave his cock just as he was really getting turned on. He was on the verge of telling her to pull off, but some part of him wanted to cum in her mouth. He was happy she made the decision because that surely would have ruined his chances of ever fucking that tight little pussy. He opened his eyes and looked down at her, laying back on the towel and watching him. Her knees were up and together, but he could make out the top of her trimmed bush and could see the flush of arousal on her chest.

He dropped to his knees at her feet and placed his hands on her knees, gently pushing them apart. She complied and he looked down at her excited pussy, licking his lips. Lowering his head, his tongue snaked out and licked her sex, delving between her puffy lips to sample her copious juices. Kristi moaned and parted her legs more. Jake began to tongue her hungrily, then moved up to her erect clit, teasing it as he had done before. This was good, but he was determined that today he was going to lose his virginity. Kristi’s body language told him she was planning the same thing.

After several minutes of his licking, Kristi was moaning louder and gripping his head. When he latched onto her clit again, she lost it, exploding into orgasm and rocking her pussy against his mouth. After a few seconds, she pushed him away, then pulled his face to hers, kissing him deeply. She could taste herself on his lips, but it wasn’t unpleasant and her mind wandered back to Michelle and Angie kissing on the bank the day before. Suddenly the idea of being with another girl didn’t seem quite so outrageous to her.

They continued to kiss and cuddle, their heated naked flesh coming together. Kristi felt his hard cock leaving wet precum along her inner thigh and shifted slightly, opening her legs a little more. Jake immediately picked up on it and slid his body between them, moving up so that the tip of his cock was poised at her virgin pussy. Their eyes met.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

She hesitated. This was it. If they did this now, there was no taking it back. She squirmed under his weight and felt the soft tip rub against her sensitive pussy. It felt so good! She met his eyes and nodded, smiling nervously.

“Just be gentle, ok?”

He smiled back and kissed her as he adjusted his position. “I will.”

She felt his cock pressing against her slippery lips now with more urgency. However, it slipped up and passed over her clit, which felt nice, but wasn’t what either of them wanted. Jake pulled back and tried again. This time, he got it between her lips, but once again missed her opening and slid up and out of her slick pussy.

Feeling a little frustrated now, Kristi reached down and grasped his shaft, holding it at her wet hole. Jake began to apply pressure and she let him go as she felt the tip touch and begin to spread her vagina. She closed her eyes as he pushed harder, forcing it in to her hymen, then pushing through it without pausing. She gasped and felt her nails digging into his back as the pain flared up, but he kept pushing as if nothing happened. As he sank deeper into her virgin pussy, Kristi closed her eyes, determined not to let him see how much he was hurting her. This was part of the sexual experience, as Michelle had said, and it would feel better after this ordeal of pain.

Jake finally stopped pushing and lifted his head to look into her face, his cock deep inside her tight pussy. “Are you ok?” he asked.

Trying not to let on her level of discomfort, she nodded, then pulled his head back down. She wasn’t sure how long she could hide her pain if he watched her face and she was determined to put on a brave front. He pulled his cock back out part way, then pushed it back inside her throbbing vagina. She felt tears spilling down her cheeks, but only grunted as he thrust into her again and again.

After only a few strokes, Jake plunged all the way into her and held there. She felt his body stiffen and shudder and a wet warmth spread through her plundered pussy. He gasped and shook and she realized he had just came inside of her. While grateful her torture was finally over, she wondered if that was all there was. It had taken Artie and Steve much longer than that to cum while she watched them pounding Michelle and Angie.

Jake’s body relaxed and she felt his full weight on her as his cum began to trickle from her pussy and run down over her ass to the towel under them. She squirmed under him in an effort to free herself.

“Jake, please, I can’t breathe!” she gasped.

His limp body became animated again and he rolled off, mumbling an apology. Kristi felt a twinge as his semi-limp cock slipped from her sloppy pussy and the trickle of cum became a gusher as his seed was expelled from her aching vaginal cavity. She grimaced as she reached down and gingerly touched her very tender sex, sticky with semen. Jake lay beside her and turned to look at her.

“Are you ok?” he asked.

She wiped her cummy fingers on the towel and nodded as she reached for her backpack and dug inside for the packet of tissues she kept there. He watched in silence as she dabbed at her pussy, grimacing whenever she touched a particular tender spot.

“Are you sure you’re ok?” he asked again after she finished cleaning herself up.

She reached for her bikini and began to pull the bottoms on. “I’m fine, Jake. Just a little sore is all.”

She stood up and pulled her bikini bottoms all the way up, making a point of not wincing when the fabric pressed against her swollen lips. He began to get dressed as well and within a few minutes they were making their way back to the clearing.

“Do you want to swim some more?” Jake asked as they wheeled their bikes from the hiding place. The awkward silence was becoming very uncomfortable. Kristi shook her head.

“No, I should be going.”

Jake nodded but said nothing for a few minutes while she zipped up her backpack and tossed it over one shoulder. She looked over at him. “That was . . .nice,” she said, forcing a smile. In truth, she wondered if she would ever be able to walk right again.

Jake nodded. “Yeah . . .it was.”

Again, a long awkward silence descended between them. Kristi started to push her bike toward the path and Jake quickly picked his up and trotted to catch up. Neither spoke until they were all the way up the path and standing on the side of the road.

“Do you want me to walk you home?” Jake asked.

Kristi shook her head. “No, I think I’d like to be alone for a while.”

She wasn’t exactly sure why, but something had definitely changed between them. She heard sex sometimes did that, but she never would have imagined it would be this different. Instead she hoped it would have brought them closer together. There was also another more urgent reason she didn‘t want him to see her home. She couldn’t imagine sitting on the narrow bicycle seat right now and didn’t want Jake to know how sore she really was.

“Oh, ok,” he mumbled. “I guess I’ll see you later?”

She nodded and they kissed briefly. She watched as he climbed onto his mountain bike and took off down the road with barely a backward glance. When he disappeared around a corner, she sighed and began to push her bike toward home. She needed to talk to Michelle. Maybe she could help shed some light on this development.

Chapter 48

Michelle arrived home and immediately called Steve’s house. There was no answer and after leaving Angie a message to call her, she hung up the phone and sat down on her bed, trying to think of how she could prevent Kristi from spilling the beans to Jake. She thought about what her and Steve had done with Artie, but that seemed out of the question with Kristi. Even though she seemed ok with finding out her best friend was having a lesbian affair, she doubted she would want to be any part of it. Besides, they had to draw the line somewhere on membership in their little sex club, right?

She sighed and lay back with her hands clasped behind her head. They were going to have to be more careful from now on. No more outdoor group sex, for sure. The consequences if this ever got out would be devastating in a small town like Mason. Hell, news of teens having outdoor group sex would get attention anywhere.

She began running different scenarios in her head, trying to figure out some way to ensure Kristi’s silence and hoping it wasn’t already too late.


Angie closed the door of the car and waited while her mother chatted with the realtor in the driveway of the second house they’d looked at that afternoon. She looked down at the clock and saw it was just past four. Steve would be getting off work in an hour and she was feeling very horny today. She hoped they would get a chance to get a at least a quick fuck in before bed.

The driver’s door opened, disrupting her thoughts and she folded her arms over her chest to cover her protruding nipples. Cathy closed her door and looked over at her as she cranked the engine to life. Cool air blew from the vents, bringing instant relief from the cloying heat.

“So . . .?” her mother asked, “What did you think of that one?”

“It’s nice,” she replied, trying to sound excited about the house. “They were both nice.”

Cathy nodded and looked out over the perfectly landscaped lawn to the low ranch style house. “I think I like this one best. It’s got bigger bedrooms.”

“The other one had a pool,” Angie countered as they backed onto the street.

Cathy nodded in agreement. “True, and a pool sure would be nice on these hot days. They’re a lot of work, though.”

Angie stared out the window as they made their way back to the Connolly’s. “I know, but it would be so cool to have a pool.”

They chatted about the pros and cons of the two houses until they pulled into the driveway, still debating.

“Well, we don’t have to make a decision right away,” Cathy said as they walked to the house. “Linda says she has a couple more she’d like to show us, but they’re a little more than we were looking to spend.” They went inside. “Your father is coming in a few days and we’ll do some more looking then.”

They went up into the kitchen where Karen was working on a salad. “Hi! How’d it go?”

Cathy began explaining about the two houses with Angie adding a comment here and there. After a few minutes, Karen turned to Angie.

“Oh, I almost forgot. Michelle left a message for you to call her when you got back.”

“Ok, thanks.” Angie stood up. “I’ll go downstairs and call her.”

“Dinner will be in about an hour!” Karen called as she went down the steps. She dialed Michelle’s number and she picked it up on the first ring.

“Angie! We need to talk - right away. Can you come over?”

“I guess so. What’s wrong?”

“Not over the phone. It’s about what we did at the creek yesterday. We weren’t alone!”

Angie felt her stomach tighten. Oh shit. Had someone seen them? “I’ll be right over.” She hung the phone up without waiting for a reply and ran up the steps two at a time. She stopped herself and tried to act calm at the top and peered around the corner into the kitchen where her mother and Karen were still sitting.

“I need to go over to Michelle’s for a few minutes,” she said, hoping her voice didn’t waver too much. “I’ll be back for dinner.”

“Well, all right . . .” Cathy began, but the door slammed before she could say any more. She turned to Karen. “Now what do you suppose that was all about?”

Karen shrugged. “Everything’s the end of the world when you’re that age,” she replied. “Probably nothing more than the latest gossip.”

Angie ran almost the entire way over to Michelle’s, gasping for air in the smoldering heat as she started up the walkway. The door opened and Michelle came out before she reached the house. She met her halfway down the walk and pulled her back toward the street.

“Let’s walk.”

Angie wiped the sweat from her brow and followed Michelle until they were a couple of houses from hers. Finally she reached out and grabbed her arm, stopping her on the sidewalk under the shade of a maple tree.

“Hold up, Michelle,” she said, leaning against the tree trunk. “What’s going on?”

Michelle stepped closer, looking around to make sure they were alone. “We got trouble. Kristi saw us at the creek yesterday.”

Angie’s face went pale as she finally caught her breath. “Oh shit. How much did she see?”

Michelle took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Everything.”

“Even about . . .us?”

Michelle nodded. “I talked to her this afternoon at the creek. I did my best to smooth it out and she said she wouldn’t say anything, but she and Jake are getting closer and I’m afraid she’s going to let something slip to him.”

“And he’d tell everyone,” Angie finished, staring at the crack in the sidewalk, a despondent tone in her voice.

Michelle sighed again and nodded. “Probably. He was never one to keep a secret. And there’s no way he could keep something like this under his hat.”

Angie looked up at her. “So what do we do?”

Michelle sat cross-legged on the grass across from her. “I convinced her to try and be friends with you. That might be a start. After that, I don’t know. I’ve been thinking about it all afternoon but haven’t come up with anything yet.”

“I suppose bringing her in is out of the question,” Angie said without conviction.

Michelle laughed humorlessly. “She seemed to come around a little to you and me being an item, but I don’t think she’s interested in trying out for the other team.” She thought for a moment. “Although she did mention that she was seriously considering doing it with Jake, and they were getting pretty hot and heavy when I left them. I don’t know if that can help us, but it’s something.”

Angie nodded. “I don’t see how we could use that.” She pushed away from the tree. “I have to get back for dinner. I’ll talk it over with Steve and we can get together tonight, ok?”

Michelle nodded and stood up. “I’ll give Artie a call. Maybe between the four of us we can come up with something.”

Angie shrugged. “We can always deny it all. It’s her word against ours and it would sound a little out there.”

They hugged briefly. “True,” Michelle said. “But rumors have started on less.”


After dinner, Angie took Steve down to the rec room and told him what had happened. He agreed with Michelle that Jake would keep the secret for about as long as it took him to find someone to tell it to. Kristi may hold out longer, it was hard to say. Michelle was her best friend, after all, and Kristi’s sometimes pompous personality left her with few people she could call a true friend. She wouldn’t intentionally do anything to screw that up. When Angie mentioned Michelle’s suggestion that she try to make friends with Kristi, he raised a skeptical eyebrow, but agreed it was worth a shot.

“Once she gets her back up, it’s not easy to change her mind. But if she promised Michelle she would try, you should do your part. She really isn’t a bad person once you get to know her. You just have to look past the ’holier-than-thou’ attitude. Don’t take any shit from her and she’ll come around.”

“I hate having to walk on eggshells around her,” Angie replied, folding her arms over her ample bosom.

Steve leaned over and kissed her soft lips. “I know, baby. Just remember why you’re doing it.”

She sighed, nodding, then leaned against him, her hands resting on his knee. “I know, and I promise to do my best. We can’t allow anyone else to know about this or our lives at school would be ruined.”

Steve let out a short laugh. “Not to mention at home.”

Angie suddenly stiffened and sat up, her eyes wide. “You don’t think they’d make us stop seeing one another, do you?”

Steve took her in his arms and held her tight. “No way.” His voice had a ring of confident certainty and she squeezed him tight, pressing her face against his chest.

“I love you,” she whispered.

He stroked her hair. “I love you too.”

The phone rang and Steve grabbed it on the second ring. It was Michelle and he passed the phone to Angie.

“Hey . . .yes . . .ok . . .we’ll see you in a few.” She hung up and looked up at Steve. “Michelle told Artie and they want to meet and try to nip this in the bud.” They went outside and got on their bikes and began pedaling toward the school, where Michelle said she and Artie would be waiting.

When they arrived, they saw them sitting on the bottom row of the bleachers, talking. They rolled up and stopped in front of them, still sitting on their bikes.

“Hi guys,” Angie said.

They both greeted her and Steve and Michelle looked up at them. “Artie thinks we should try to do what we did with him.”

Angie looked over at Steve, who was shaking his head. “Kristi would never go for that,” he said. “Hell, she wouldn’t even let me feel her up when we dated.”

Artie spoke up. “Yeah, but this wasn’t something I ever thought I’d do either.” He smiled at Michelle. “But now it’s almost like . . .normal. I can’t imagine not having both of you in my life.”

“But you’re a guy,” Angie interjected. “Girls look at this a little differently.”

“Especially uptight girls like Kristi,” Steve said, kicking at the dirt.

Michelle spoke up. “She told me her and Jake had done some things - she gave him a hand job and he went down on her.” Steve looked at her in surprise. “Then she said she was seriously considering going all the way with him. They may have already done it. When I left them at the creek yesterday, they were groping each other right in front of me.”

“Wow,” Steve said, shaking his head in disbelief.

They all stopped talking, each going over this new information. Suddenly, Angie perked up.

“What about a party, you know, with alcohol and stuff. Maybe we could loosen her up a little that way.”

Steve nodded, eyeing her appreciatively. “That’s not a bad idea. I’ve seen her before after a couple of drinks and she’s a totally different person. A lot less inhibited.”

“Where could we have it?” Michelle asked.

“Why not have it at the creek?” Artie suggested. “We could make it an over-nighter, you know, camp out.”

“That’s a great idea!” Michelle exclaimed, hugging him. “But it would have to be just the six of us. If too many people were there, she may not be as relaxed.”

Steve nodded thoughtfully. “That might just work. When can we do it?”

“We don’t want to wait too long,” Angie said. “Or we may be too late.”

“Right,” Michelle said. “Let’s do it tomorrow night.” She looked at Steve. “Can you call Jake and see if his brother can get us the liquor?”

Steve nodded. “No problem. I’ll call him tonight.”

“What about Jake?” Angie said. “If he’s there and we succeed in seducing Kristi, he’ll know everything.”

Artie shrugged. “We’ll have to impress the fact that he’ll ruin a good thing if he rats us out and hope for the best. It worked for me!” He gave a half-hearted grin and Michelle hugged him again.

Angie sighed. “This is really starting to snowball. I hope it doesn’t go any further than this. I mean, I love being with all of you, but Kristi and Jake . . .” She paused and everyone nodded in agreement. “I mean, I’ll do what I have to do, but I’m not attracted to them like I am to you guys.”

Steve moved his bike closer so he could rest a hand on her shoulder. “Ang, I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to. Maybe there’s another way.”

She shook her head. “I can’t think of one.” She gave him a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry about me, I’m a big girl. I’ll be fine.”

He looked into her beautiful blue eyes for a long moment. This was starting to feel like she was whoring herself in order to protect her virtue, which was akin to fucking for virginity. If it turned out to be an enjoyable experience, that would be ok, but if not . . .he wondered just how far they could take it.

He sighed. “Ok, if you’re all ok with it, I’m in.”

Artie and Michelle stood up and picked up their bicycles. “I’ll give Kristi a call when I get home,” Michelle said. She addressed Steve. “You call Jake and we’ll see what they say and go from there.”

They parted, with Michelle giving Angie a quick peck on the lips, and all set out to perform their assigned duties. Even if the camping party could be arranged on such short notice, there were no guarantees Kristi and Jake could be convinced to join them in their somewhat unusual lifestyle.

Wanting More
07-19-2008, 02:54 AM
It may be long but it is oooo so worth it. I love the depth you went into with the characters and the vivid detail that is in each steamy scene. Makes me wonder what I might see if I spent some time down at the creek. Please keep it going!

:lips

BJ Cortland
07-20-2008, 05:24 PM
Why, thank you, Miss More (tips hat). The next part is in the works and several more being written mentally as I roll down the highways of North America. Stay tuned!

BJ Cortland
07-28-2008, 06:51 PM
Here's another installment

Chapter 49

When Michelle arrived home, there was a note by the phone for her to call Kristi. She went to her room and dialed the number.

“Hello?”

“Hey, you called?”

“Michelle.” There was a sense of relief in Kristi’s tone. “I’m glad you called. I really need to talk to you. It’s kind of important.”

Michelle had a feeling she knew what it was, but didn‘t let on. “Sure, what’s up?”

“Can we get together? I’d rather do it in person.”

Michelle’s mother wasn’t home so she invited Kristi over. Fifteen minutes later she was sitting beside her on her bed.

“I . . .I had sex with Jake today,” she admitted without preamble, staring at the floor. When Michelle didn’t respond right away, she turned to look at her. “It really hurt.”

Michelle smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. “It’s supposed to the first time.”

Kristi nodded, looking down again. “I know, but I’m still a little tender.”

“You’ll feel better tomorrow.” Michelle paused for a few seconds. “So, how was it, other than the pain?”

Kristi squirmed uncomfortably. “It was . . .ok.” She looked up at Michelle briefly, then back down at her hands in her lap. “I mean, it sort of felt good, but it was over pretty quick.”

Michelle nodded. So Jake wasn’t what you would call a stud. She decided to play it down.

“Well, it was his first time too, right?”

“I think so.”

“Then don’t worry about it. It’ll get better.”

Kristi looked up at her. “I hope so!” A glimmer of a smile appeared on her lips.

Michelle chuckled and leaned in to hug her. For a moment Kristi’s body tensed, then she relaxed and returned the hug. “It will. I promise.”

They separated and Michelle met her eyes. “Did he do anything . . .to, you know, get you off?” Kristi’s face reddened and Michelle grinned. “Tell me!”

Kristi chuckled nervously. “Well, he . . .licked me . . .and I . . .”

“Came?”

Her face reddened even more and she nodded, looking down. “Y . . .yeah.”

“Did you like it?”

Kristi nodded. “Oh yes, it felt great!” She paused as if she wanted to say more and Michelle kept quiet. Finally she took a deep breath and released it. “When we kissed . . .afterward, I could taste . . .myself.” Her fingers subconsciously touched her lips and she looked over at Michelle with a nervous smile. “It wasn’t that bad.”

Michelle thought she could have been knocked over by a feather at that point. Kristi was telling her she didn’t mind the taste of pussy? She couldn’t think of anything to say in reply and Kristi continued.

“I mean, I’m not saying I’d do that with another girl or anything . . .” She looked up at the still silent Michelle. “ . . .but I guess I can see why you might like it.”

Michelle found her voice and said the first thing that popped into her head. “You never know, you might just like it, too.”

As soon as she said it she wished she could take it back, but Kristi’s response wasn’t what she expected. Instead of becoming defensive about her heterosexuality, she shrugged. “Maybe.”

Michelle stared at her in stunned silence. Was this the same Kristi she had know most of her life? Kristi turned to her, a smile creasing her lips.

“I bet you never expected me to say that, huh?”

Michelle shook her head. “I . . .uh, no.” She quickly composed herself and smiled. This was definitely a good sign, but she didn’t want to push too hard, so she steered the conversation back to her and Jake. “So . . .are you and Jake going to do it again?”

Kristi waiting for several moments before replying. “I don’t know. I mean, it was nice, but . . .not great, you know?” Michelle nodded, trying to read her face. “I just wish . . .” Her voice trailed off and she glanced up at Michelle. “I just wish it had been like what I saw with you guys. That looked amazing!”

Michelle didn’t respond for a moment, then said softly, “Give it some time, Kristi. The first time is never good.” Then she thought back to her first time and smiled to herself. Ok, there were exceptions to every rule. “Don’t give up.”

Kristi thought for a moment, then nodded.

“Ok, I’ll give it another chance.”

Michelle decided this was a good time to bring up the camping trip. “Look, I don’t know if you’d be interested or not . . .” Kristi looked up at her. “. . .but I was talking with Steve, Angie, and Artie tonight. We want to go on an overnight camping trip tomorrow. You know, get some booze, have a campfire . . .” She grinned. “. . .and have a little fun. I was going to call you and ask if you wanted to come too. Steve’s calling Jake and I’m sure he’ll be up for it, especially if he knows you’re coming.”

Kristi sat quietly for a few seconds, then looked up. “Would you guys be . . .doing stuff together?”

Michelle chuckled. “We’re not exhibitionists, Kristi, despite what you saw. That was an unusual situation. We’re normally a little more discreet.”

Kristi nodded. “Oh, ok.” Michelle thought she detected a hint of disappointment in her voice.

“So, what do you say? Are you going to come?”

“I’ll have to ask my parents,” she replied, standing, “but I’d like to.”

Michelle grinned and stood up, hugging her. “Great!”

The said goodnight and Michelle watched her roll away on her bicycle. If she was reading Kristi correctly, this might not be as difficult as they first thought.


Chapter 50

Angie and Steve made their way home, talking about what they would need for the overnight excursion. Suddenly Steve braked and Angie slid to a stop a few yards ahead of him, looking back.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just thought of something,” he said, easing up next to her. “If we both ask about going camping, our parents will know we plan on sleeping together. They’ll never allow it.”

Angie grimaced. “Shit, you’re right.”

He nodded grimly. “Exactly. We live in the same house so we can’t pull the old ‘sleeping over at a friend’s house’ routine. Dammit!”

Angie sighed and they began to pedal toward home again. “Let me give it some thought. I may be able to come up with something.” After a few minutes, she said, “You could say you’re going with Artie and Jake and I could sneak out after they go to bed.”

He nodded. “Yeah, maybe. It would be a pain in the ass though.”

They wheeled into the garage and parked their bikes. The Delaney’s minivan was there, but Steve’s parent’s car was missing. “Yeah, it would. But it would be better than nothing.”

He pulled her to him and they kissed passionately. “Let’s call that Plan B,” he said after they pulled apart and were walking to the house. “I’ll give Jake a call and see what he says.”

They went inside and started for the basement when Cathy’s voice halted them on the top steps.

“Angie?”

Angie turned and poked her head around the corner. “Yes, Mom?”

Cathy took a few steps toward her as Steve came up behind her at the top of the stairs. “Could I talk to you for a few minutes?” Her eyes moved to Steve and he could read the look on her face.

“Uh . . .I’ll go call Jake,” he said, and descended the stairs.

Angie stepped up into the kitchen. “Sure, Mom.”

Cathy leaned against the cupboards and gestured toward one of the stools at the breakfast counter. “Have a seat.”

Angie went over and perched on the stool, her heart starting to beat faster. Her mother’s tone of voice and the look on her face told her this was something important. She hoped it wasn’t about her and Steve and the inevitable lecture on the dangers of teen sex.

Cathy folded her arms over her chest and waited long enough for Angie to begin squirming uncomfortably before speaking.

“I need to ask you something and I want you to be honest with me. I promise I won’t be mad.” She looked over at Angie, who had her hands clenched together between her knees, and took a deep breath. “Are you and Steve having sex?”

Angie felt her heart rate increase tenfold and her face seemed to heat up. Even if she lied, her body language would give her away. She looked down at her hands and nodded. “Yes,” she replied sheepishly.

Cathy sighed and gripped the edges of the counter. Even though she’d known it was happening, her daughter’s confirmation brought it all home. It took her a moment before she could continue.

“Are you at least being careful?”

Angie tried to keep her voice from wavering. “Mom . . .”

“Angie, I’m sorry, but you are too young for sex and I don’t want to see you get pregnant at your age.”

Angie looked down again. “I’m on the pill, remember?”

Cathy pushed away from the counter and went over to her. “I know, but that isn’t a license to do it, and it isn’t foolproof. And you have to think about diseases too.”

Angie couldn’t believe she was having this conversation. “He’s never been with anyone else, Mom. We don’t have to worry about that.”

“Be that as it may, fifteen year olds aren’t ready for sex.” She sat on the stool next to her and took her hand, her voice softening. “Angie, I know you’re growing up, but I still see that innocent little girl when I look at you. This is a little hard for me to accept.”

Angie looked up at her, meeting her eyes. “I know, Mom. But this is more than just sex. I . . .I love him, and he loves me.”

Cathy smiled despite herself. She remembered her first crush and what she believed was love. “It’s perfectly normal to feel that way about the first guy you . . .” The words caught in her throat, “. . .sleep with.”

Angie shook her head. “No, Mom, it isn’t like that.” She hesitated and took a deep breath before continuing. “You see . . .Steve . . .wasn’t my first.” She dropped her eyes, suddenly unable to look into her mother’s.

Cathy’s jaw dropped. “Pardon me?” She heard her clearly, but her mind couldn’t grasp what her fifteen year old daughter had just told her.

Angie didn’t look up, but repeated. “Steve wasn’t my first. Do you remember Jeremy back home?”

Cathy thought back, her mind still reeling from Angie’s revelation. Jeremy? But that was last summer when she was . . .fourteen! As she sat there stunned, Angie continued.

“But I know what you mean by falling for your first though. I thought I was in love with him for a while, but that wasn’t love.” She looked up, her eyes glistening. “With Steve it’s different. I’ve had a crush on him for years and when I saw him again for the first time this summer, I knew I loved him.” She gripped her mother’s hand tighter and leaned forward. “We aren’t just having sex, Mom. We’re making love! And it’s the most thrilling . . .the most unbelievable feeling in the world!”

Cathy stared at her, her mind still trying to grasp the concept that her little girl had been having sex for a year. Finally, she found her voice.

“Angie, what were you thinking?” She shook her head. “You were only a child then! You still are!”

Angie sighed and nodded, looking down. She wisely decided not to comment on the child reference. “I know it was a mistake with Jeremy, and I wish I hadn’t done it.” She looked back into her mother’s face, a tear spilling from one eye. “But not with Steve. I can’t explain it, but it just feels right with him. Do you know what I mean?”

Cathy didn’t respond for a moment. She knew exactly what she meant. She’d felt that way after sleeping with Mark for the first time. But she was in college then. True, he hadn’t been her first, and she felt like a hypocrite lecturing her daughter on pre-marital sex given her past and the relationship she and Mark shared with the O’Connells, but this was her teenaged daughter! Still, she knew the feeling and could read the heartfelt emotion in Angie’s eyes. She forced a smile.

“Ok, honey, I believe you.” Angie broke into a smile. “But that doesn’t mean I’m condoning your actions. I still think you’re too young for the responsibilities of a sexual relationship.” Angie’s expression became solemn once again. “I won’t waste my breath telling you not to do it because I’m not so old not to remember what it’s like to be a teenager in love. But I want you to promise me one thing.” She paused and Angie waited. “Please, please, always use a condom. I’m too young to be a grandma.”

Angie nodded. “Ok, Mom. We’ll be careful.” She promised herself to at least try one with Steve, although she had hated the feel of it when her and Jeremy used one. She knew of other more interesting ways to prevent pregnancy, and was pretty sure you couldn’t get pregnant by swallowing.

Cathy forced another smile. “Ok, lecture over. I won’t tell your father about this right away.” He was flying in tomorrow after wrapping up work and shipping all their furniture to a storage facility here in Mason. “He’ll have to be told eventually,” she added as she stood up, “but I’ll give him some time to get used to the two of you dating before I drop that bomb on him.”

Just then the phone rang but it was picked up on the second ring. Cathy started toward her bedroom when Angie was suddenly struck with a thought. This was as good a time as any to ask about the camping trip.

“Mom?” Her mother stopped and turned to her. “Um, Steve and the others are planning a camping trip to the creek tomorrow. Do you think I could go? It’s just for one night.”

Cathy didn’t respond for a second, then slowly shook her head. “Angie, I don’t think that would be appropriate . . .”

Angie stood up, her eyes pleading. “But, Mom, you said yourself you couldn’t keep us from doing it. And if not there, we’d just find some other place. What’s the harm?”

Cathy sighed. She was right, of course, but saying yes to this would be almost like giving her permission for them to have sex. When she told Angie that, she was adamant.

“Michelle and Kristi will be there, too. We’ll all be sleeping in the same tent. How are we going to do anything?”

“Are either of them having sex with their boyfriends?”

Angie shrugged. “Michelle doesn’t have a boyfriend and Kristi just started seeing Jake. I’m pretty sure they aren’t.” White lies, but if she knew there were three couples going, she would say no for sure.

Cathy thought for a moment. “I’m not saying yes or no right now,” she said and Angie’s eyes lit up with hope. “But let me think about it, ok? I’ll give you my decision in the morning.”

Just then they heard two car doors closing. The O’Connells were home.

“Ok, thanks Mom,” Angie said, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before running toward the steps.

“Good night!” Cathy called as she thumped down the stairs.

A moment later, Karen and Alan came in, each loaded down with bags of groceries. Cathy went over to them and relieved Karen of one that she was losing her grip on.

“Thanks,” Karen said, dropping the rest to the counter. Alan set his down and went back out for another load. “Are the kids home?” Cathy nodded, staring blankly down at the bag of canned goods in front of her. Karen saw something was troubling her and went to her, placing a comforting hand on her arm. “Cathy? What’s wrong?”

Cathy sighed and looked sadly at her. “I talked to Angie a few minutes ago . . .about her and Steve.”

“Oh,” Karen replied thoughtfully. “I take it she told you something you really didn’t want to hear.”

A tear spilled down Cathy’s cheek as Alan came back in with another load. He looked up at the two women and as if sensing this was a man-free moment, dropped the bags on the counter and went back outside. Karen turned her attention back to her.

“I know this is hard, and I’m sorry it’s my son, but this is what teenagers do, honey.”

Cathy wiped away the tear and shook her head. “I know. And I’m not upset because it’s Steve,” she said. “If I were to pick someone for her, he’d be at the top of the list. It’s just . . .” She choked back a sob. “. . .my baby’s growing up!”

Karen put her arm around her shoulders and hugged her. “I know, honey. This isn’t easy for me either. But look at the bright side; they’re two good kids and they’re happy. I’m not saying I’m all for what they’re doing, but it could be much worse.” She gave her a hug. “Angie is a very beautiful girl and I suspect she’ll be very popular once school starts. And now that she’s seeing Steve, you won’t have someone different knocking on the door every weekend. Someone you don’t know.”

Cathy nodded and tried to smile, wiping away her tears. “I guess you’re right.” She kissed her quickly. “Thanks. I feel a little better.” She gestured toward the door, attempting a grin as she wiped the remaining tears. “I think you should let your husband come inside now, don’t you?”



Steve went downstairs and placed the call to Jake. As expected, he was totally up for it and Steve had to endure the tale of how he and Kristi had finally done the deed, with a promise not to tell a soul, of course. Steve promised he wouldn’t say a word and agreed to meet him in the morning. He hung up and a few seconds later, the phone rang.

“Hey Steve.” It was Artie.

“Hey Artie. I just spoke to Jake. He’s coming.”

“Yeah, about that.” He paused. “I can’t go. I have this family reunion thing that I totally forgot about. We’re leaving tomorrow afternoon for four days.”

“Aw, shit,” Steve replied. “Can’t get out of it, huh?” He already knew the answer. Artie’s folks were big on family outings.

“Naw, I didn’t even bother to ask.”

They talked for a few minutes and Steve promised to watch out for Michelle. He sensed a hint of jealousy in Artie’s tone but dismissed it. If he was willing to share Angie with him, he shouldn’t be uptight about Michelle.

“Just make sure Jake isn’t a total dick with her, ok?” he asked.

Steve promised to take care of her, which is something he would have done anyway, and reassured him that it may not even come to that before he hung up. He went over to the couch and began sifting through the channels, wondering what Angie and her mom were talking about. He assumed that his mother had finally spilled the beans about them and they were having ‘the talk’. He wondered if he would ever be able to look her parents in the eye again with them knowing what he was doing with their daughter.

He was watching an episode of Family Guy a few minutes later when Angie came downstairs and plopped down next to him, her arms folded over her chest. She didn’t say anything for a few seconds, just staring unseeing at the TV. He was about to ask what happened when she turned to him.

“Well, Mom knows about us.”

He sighed. So he was right.

“What did she say?”

“The usual - you’re too young, what if you get pregnant, you know.”

Steve glanced up the stairs. “Is she mad?”

Angie shook her head. “Surprisingly, no.” She put her arms around him and hugged him. “I convinced her that we were in love and she seemed to ease up a little.”

“Wow,” was all he could think of to say.

“There’s something else, too.” She paused for a moment, her hand caressing his chest. “I . . .asked her about the camping trip.” Steve tensed and she felt it. “Relax, she didn’t say no.”

“Really?” The surprise was evident in his voice.

“She didn’t exactly say yes either. She said she’d let me know after she gave it some thought. Oh, and she also said she wasn’t going to tell Daddy about us. Not yet anyway.”

“Well that’s a relief,” he replied. At least he wouldn’t have both of them giving him the evil eye. Angie slapped him playfully.

“Oh, stop! Daddy likes you!”

Steve let out a short laugh. “Maybe not when he learns about this.” He suddenly remembered Artie’s call. “Oh, I almost forgot. Artie called. He can’t come.” He explained why.

“Aww, that sucks.” Then she giggled. “I guess we’ll have to make sure Michelle’s well cared for!” Steve smiled and hugged her tighter. How lucky could one guy get?

Suddenly, Angie sat up and glanced up the stairs for a moment, her head cocked as if listening to something. Before Steve could ask her what she was doing, she jumped up and stood before him. She was wearing a pair of tight white shorts and a t-shirt that fell past her waist, almost covering them. She began to sway sexily, her hands moving along her hips and over her stomach. Steve looked toward the stairs, then back to her. His eyes were wide.

“Angie!” he whispered hoarsely, “You can’t . . .!”

His words were cut off when she lifted her t-shirt up and turned around, her hips still moving to some seductive music only she could hear. She bent over and ran a hand along her smooth ass and between her long legs. He sat there speechless while she did this a few times, then straightened up and turned back to face him. Her hands went under the hem of her t-shirt and he heard the telltale sound of a zipper being lowered. He swallowed hard and strained to hear any sounds of approaching parents while Angie tugged her shorts and panties down and off in one swift motion. She dropped them to the floor and raised her shirt slowly, still moving her body in that same sexy sway. Slowly, her pussy was revealed to him, the lips swollen and red, with just a glimmer of wetness on them.

Her eyes dropped to his shorts and the growing bulge in them. She looked back up at him and winked, her eyes sparkling, then dropped to her knees and began to undo his button and fly.

“Angie! Are you crazy?! We can’t do this now!”

She grinned up at him. “Why not? They won’t come down this late and even if they do, we’ll hear them in plenty of time.” She pulled his stiff prick from his shorts and licked her lips. “Are you up for it?”

He closed his eyes groaned as her hand began to stroke his now fully hard cock. He wasn’t going to refuse her and she damn well knew it. After a few pumps, she released him and he opened his eyes in time to see her straddle his legs and poise her pussy over the tip of his cock. With a soft moan, she pushed down until he was completely buried inside her. They both remained still for a few seconds, just enjoying the wonderful warm sensations, ears tuned to the stairwell.

Angie began to move, slowly pumping his hard cock in and out. She leaned forward so that her lips touched his ear.

“I’m going to fuck you until I cum all over you,” she whispered breathlessly.

He felt a surge of adrenalin course through his body at her words and hoped he’d be able to hold off long enough for that blessed event to take place. She rocked back and forth, then up and down, her tight pussy creating such wonderful sensations he thought he might pass out from pleasure overload.

It didn’t take long for Angie to climax. She was constantly whispering how hard he was, how much she liked fucking him, and other dirty little things that were driving him wild. It seemed to be having a similar effect on her. He almost forgot that their parents were just up the stairs and could come down at any time.

When she came, her body tensed, then jerked. She buried her face in his shoulder and he heard a small muffled cry escape her lips as his groin was flooded with her warm cum. She held him inside her for a long time before moving again, which was a good thing because her erotic gasps and the feel of her pussy as she orgasmed almost caused him to lose it too.

She finally relaxed and lay there with her head on his shoulder, her heavy breathing warm on his neck. After a moment, she sat up and inhaled a sharp breath as his cock shifted inside her sensitive vagina. She smiled down at him.

“Mmm . . .that was nice!” she whispered. He nodded in agreement. She looked back up the stairs and then extricated herself from his stiff prick, wincing as the object that she had come to love was removed from her wet pussy.

She knelt at his feet and took his wet cock in her hand, licking her lips. “Your turn,” she said in a low voice. “I want you to cum in my mouth, baby. Feed me that delicious cum!” Then she bent over and took almost his entire length into her hot little mouth.

He gasped and lay back, praying that they wouldn’t be interrupted. Angie’s mouth began to move and work its usual magic on his sensitive prick. Her tongue moved along it, causing his balls to tighten. It wouldn’t be long.

“Oh, fuck, Ang!” he gasped in a low voice.

She increased her motions, her head bobbing rapidly up and down. He felt his pleasure increase dramatically until he knew it would only be a matter of seconds before he erupted.

“Oh shit! Yess . . .I’m cumming . . .!”

Angie sucked harder, her head moving even faster until she felt his balls contract and the first shot exploded into her mouth. She eased up on her bobbing and concentrated on sucking all of his seed from his straining cock. She swallowed again and again until she felt his body relax and the shots diminished to a slow trickle. She made certain she got it all, then sat back, wiping the corners of her mouth. He looked down at her in disbelief.

“I can’t believe you did that!” he said.

She laughed. “I think it made it more exciting,” she said, reaching for her shorts and panties, “knowing we might get caught.”

He couldn’t argue with that. It was a very intense orgasm.

Suddenly he heard the telltale creak of the kitchen floor and shot a warning look to Angie. But she was already moving. She grabbed her shorts and panties and ran into the bathroom, closing the door as he fastened up his pants, trying to make his still semi-hard cock as inconspicuous as possible.

“Steve?”

“Yeah, Mom?” he called back just as he heard the shower start.

A few seconds later Karen was standing in front of him as he pretended to be watching TV. She glanced at the screen, then toward the bathroom.

“Angie’s in the shower?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. I need to talk to you about something.” She took a seat in one of the chairs. “Cathy tells me that you and Angie want to go camping tomorrow night.”

“We were hoping we could,” he replied.

Karen stared at him until he looked away. “Who else is going?”

He shrugged. “Jake, Michelle, and maybe Kristi. We really aren’t sure yet.”

She nodded. “Not Artie?” He explained about his family commitment. “So, two guys and three girls?”

“I guess. Why?”

She didn’t answer him. Instead she thought for a moment. If there was an extra person, that may curtail much of the sexual activity. “I’ll tell you what,” she said. “You can go if Angie’s mother says she can . . .” She paused. “. . .and if you only take two tents; one for the girls and one for you and Jake. Deal?”

Steve thought for a moment. At first her request seemed an odd one, then he realized what she was trying to do and smiled to himself. If she only knew the whole truth! He nodded. “Well, ok. I think we only have two anyway. Artie has one but he isn’t coming so . . .”

Karen nodded and stood up. “Ok then. This will have to be on the honor system, and if I ever find out you lied and used more than two tents, you and Angie will start finding it very difficult to have any alone time. Do I make myself clear?”

He nodded. “Yes, Mom. I promise. Only two tents.”

Just then the shower stopped and Karen gave him a nod. “Ok. Good night.”

“’Night Mom.” He grinned as she disappeared up the stairs. Now if Angie’s mom came through, they’d be able to get some time together with Michelle. And possibly Kristi too.





Chapter 51

Michelle awoke early, showered, and was out the door before eight o’clock. She wanted to give Artie a little taste of what he’d be missing that night and his parents were only working until noon when they would be leaving on their trip. As she rounded the corner and his house came into view, she noted the absence of a car in the driveway and smiled to herself. They would have a couple of hours together before Artie would have to start getting ready and she planned to make the most of it.

She leaned her bike against the fence and knocked on the door. A few minutes later she saw the curtains part in the kitchen window, then heard footsteps approaching the door. Artie swung it open for her, a look of surprise on his face. His eyes quickly scanned her short cut-offs and tight halter top.

“Michelle! What are you doing here?”

She pushed inside and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply. At first he didn’t respond, her quick actions momentarily startling him. Then he began to return her passionate kiss and felt his cock start to grow as she ground her pelvis against his. Finally she pulled away and pushed the door firmly closed, a seductive smile on her pretty lips.

“Since you can’t make it tonight, I figured we could have a little fun before you left,” she said, her hands moving to his chest. Artie looked down at her hands then met her eyes. She smiled wider and raised her eyebrows suggestively. “What do you say?”

Less than a minute later they were in Artie’s bedroom, tearing one another’s clothes off while kissing and groping their way to the bed. Artie fell on his back, his shorts down to his knees and cock pointing proudly upward. Michelle grinned and pulled her panties off. Her shorts and top were lying somewhere between the bed and the back door. Completely naked, she pulled Artie’s shorts all the way off, then climbed onto him, moving up so that the base of his cock rubbed against her clit and the tip poked at her stomach. She began to move, rocking against him and stimulating her erect clit. His cock seeped precum, smearing it over her bare stomach. Michelle leaned over him, pushing her tongue deep into his throat and kissing him hungrily. She released his mouth and began to nibble on his ear, her breath hot and panting.

“I want to fuck you so hard,” she breathed, “that you’ll remember this for the whole time you’re gone.”

His hands moved down her back to her ass and he slapped it. She cried out.

“Oooo, yes, baby. . .again!”

He smacked her smooth ass again, this time a little more forcefully. She gasped in pleasure and leaned into his ear.

“Again!”

He kept this up for several loud smacks, her responses encouraging him to increase the strength of his slaps each time. She could feel her skin burning and tingling where his hand landed and it was turning her on like she never imagined. She wanted; no, needed his long, thick cock inside her. But she wanted this roughness to continue. Pulling back, she straightened up and reached for her breasts, kneading them roughly. Her eyes were wild as she looked down at him.

“I want you to fuck me hard,” she said huskily. He looked up into her face. “Like you’re . . .like you’re raping me . . .really hard and forceful.”

He shot her a questioning look. “Really?”

She nodded, tugging at her nipples. “Yes, really. Remember when Steve was pounding Angie at the creek the other day?”

He thought back and did vaguely remember them being a little rough with one another. “Uh, yeah, I think so. Are you into that?”

She shrugged and rolled off of him, lying beside him on the bed. “I don’t know, but when you slap my ass, it makes me so hot. And it sounds exciting, don’t you think?”

He thought about that. While he didn’t exactly relish the idea of hurting her, if it was something she wanted him to do, he was willing to try it.

“Well, yeah, I guess it does . . .a little.”

She snuggled in close. “If it gets too rough, I’ll say . . .” she thought for a few seconds, then said, “I’ll say ‘too much’, ok? That’ll be the code to ease up.” He nodded thoughtfully. “But unless I say that, anything goes, ok? Be as rough as you want to be.”

He turned toward the pretty, naked girl lying next to him who had just basically asked him to rape her. “Are you sure about this?”

She grinned and nodded. “Fuck, yeah! I’m getting hot just talking about it. Now come here and fuck me, you bastard!” She opened her legs wide and pulled him over onto her, his long cock pressing against her wet lips. Unsure of exactly what she wanted him to do, he pushed into her slowly, like he always did, to allow her pussy time to adjust to his size. But she was having none of it.

“Come on, Artie! Hard!”

He met her eyes, now even wilder than before, and something inside him caught on to their little game. He grinned down at her maliciously.

“Ok, little girl, you want it hard?” He thrust deeper into her roughly and she cried out. “How’s that?”

Michelle felt a sudden twinge of pain as her tight little vaginal cavity was forced open to accept his thick meat. She moaned and pretended to struggle, but Artie was now getting into the role play and drove another few inches into her hot little box.

“Oh, fuck!” she gasped. “Talk to me! Tell me I’m a slut!”

This also came as a surprise to him, but he was getting into the act now and only hesitated a few seconds. He pulled back, then drove back into her. “Do you like my big cock, you little slut?” he gasped as she writhed under him.

“Oh, god, please . . .!” Her voice took on a pleading tone and he slowed, thinking he was actually hurting her, but she pushed against him. “Don’t . . .stop! Remember the code!”

He nodded and began to pump in and out of her, sinking deeper each time. She cried out and made a very convincing act of the poor victim, pleading and begging him to stop. He continued his relentless pounding until he saw her eyes roll back in her head and felt her body stiffen under him. He knew her enough to know she was climaxing and a second later felt her already tight vagina squeezing his thick cock even tighter as she came hard.

“Oh, yeah,” he panted, his own orgasm very near, “You like that don’t you? You little slut! You’re my fucking whore, and don’t forget it!”

Michelle heard him through the waves of orgasmic pleasure that washed through her. She couldn’t believe how much this was turning her on! Artie, while a little reluctant at first, had quickly caught on and was playing his role wonderfully. He did hurt her a little because of the size of his cock and the forceful nature of their sex, but it seemed to increase her pleasure and when she finally came, all the pain seemed so worth it!

When her orgasm finally eased and he was once again able to move inside her tight cunt, he continued his rough assault.

“Now I’m going to cum . . .” He thought for a moment. Where should he cum? Then he smiled to himself. Her face, of course. She wanted to be degraded and used, and that was the perfect way to end it. He thrust in and out a few more times, with her limp body quivering under him, then pulled out and grabbed her by the hair, tugging hard, but not enough to really hurt her.

“Come on, slut,” he panted. “I’m going to cum all over that pretty face!” Michelle pushed herself into a sitting position, while Artie held her face in place near the tip of his throbbing cock. “Suck it!”

She moved in and took his huge purple head into her mouth. His fierce orders were making her so hot she felt another orgasm building without him even touching her aching pussy. She could taste herself on him and slurped obediently on his drooling member until he pulled her free and held her face a few inches away. He grasped his shaft in his other hand and pumped it rapidly, aiming the tip at her face. “Open up, whore!”

She obediently opened her mouth and closed her eyes.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, his pumping motion becoming jerky. A second later, his cock erupted, spraying a thick creamy load across her forehead and down over her closed eye . A second shot hit her on the nose and across her open mouth. He pumped a couple of weaker dribbles into her mouth, then pushed his cock in. She happily sucked and slurped on the tip until she cleaned him thoroughly, then he released her hair and she leaned back, grinning up at him and wiping his cum from her eye.

“Holy fuck, Artie! That was so fucking hot!”

He smiled down at her. “You really liked it?” She nodded exuberantly and reached for a box of Kleenex on his night table. “I was afraid I went a little too far.”

“No, not at all,” she exclaimed, wiping her face. “I came so hard I saw spots!” She finished cleaning her face and pulled him down so he was lying on top of her, his semi hard cock pressing against her swollen and tender pussy. “That was incredible, baby,” she whispered before she kissed him deeply. “You did a great job!”

They lay in bed for some time until Artie leaned over and looked at his alarm clock. “Shit, it’s almost 10:30,” he said, flopping back beside her. Michelle sighed and snuggled in closer.

“I know, I have to go.”

He kissed her. “I’m really going to miss you, you know.”

She planted several soft kisses on his bare chest. “I’m going to miss you too.”

She got up and picked up her panties, slipped them on, and went out into the hall to collect the rest of her clothing. By the time Artie had pulled his shorts on and picked up his t-shirt, she was coming back in, pulling her top on. Her shorts were already on but unfastened.

“Michelle,” Artie began, then paused. She buttoned her shorts then came over and sat next to him on the bed.

“What is it?”

He looked into her eyes and suddenly Angie didn’t seem so intoxicating to him anymore. He sighed. “I . . .I really like you . . .a lot.” She sensed he wanted to say more so she didn’t say anything, giving him a moment to finish. It took almost a full minute before he spoke again. “I . . .Will you be . . .?” he took a deep breath and gripped her hand. “I’m not sure I’m ok with you doing anything with Jake.”

Michelle took a deep breath. She suspected this might happen. She stroked his cheek lovingly. “Artie, if anything were to happen, it won’t change the way I feel about you.”

He gave her pained smile. “And how do you feel about me?”

She gave a short laugh to try and lighten the mood. “Well, I thought that was pretty obvious!” He smiled a little, but didn’t say anything, so she continued in a more serious tone.

“Artie, we have a very unusual thing happening between the four of us. I know I don’t have to tell you that. And it’s great. I mean, we’re having a great time and there is an element of . . .I don’t know, a relationship of some kind between all of us. Don’t you agree?” He nodded. “But when I think of someone as a boyfriend, it isn’t Steve or Jake that comes to mind.” She turned his face to hers and met his eyes. “It’s you I think of Artie.” She smiled. “I think we have something special happening between us. I really care for you.”

He took a moment to absorb her words. “So, does that make me your . . .boyfriend?”

She smiled wider and nodded. “That’s the way I see it.”

“You mean, we’ll hang out together at school? Do stuff?”

She laughed. “Of course! Did you think this was going to end when school started?”

He gave her a meek look. “Well, it’s just that you’re so beautiful and I’m . . .” He shrugged.

She kissed him. “You’re my guy,” she whispered, her eyes twinkling. “And I’ll tell that to anyone who’ll listen.”

He smiled and they kissed deeply. He had a girlfriend! He couldn’t wait to see the looks on everyone’s faces when he and Michelle walked down the halls, arm in arm. They would be a couple and everyone would know! He walked her to the door and watched as she pedaled away. His girlfriend!

BJ Cortland
07-30-2008, 09:51 PM
Chapter 52

Cathy quietly slipped her thin cotton gown over her naked body in the predawn darkness of Karen and Alan’s bedroom. She looked down at her two friends and lovers sleeping peacefully, their naked bodies entwined in the sheets, and smiled to herself. It was so good to have someone to turn to when Mark wasn’t around, both for emotional and physical comfort. It was really going to be nice to be living close to the O’Connells again.

She reached out to open the door but was stopped by a soft voice.

“Hey.”

She turned and saw Karen sitting upright, her hair disheveled and her naked breasts firm and enticing.

“Good morning.”

Karen glanced at the clock. “Just barely. It’s only 4:15, honey. Come back to bed for a while longer.”

Cathy shook her head. “I can’t sleep.”

Karen swung her long legs to the floor and stood up, crossing to where Cathy stood clutching her robe closed. She placed her hands on Cathy’s shoulders and kissed her softly on the lips. “Baby, they’re going to do it no matter what your decision is.”

Cathy nodded. After making love the night before, Alan had dozed off and they quietly talked about whether or not she should allow Angie to go on the camping trip. The conclusion was as Karen stated earlier; short of locking them up in separate rooms, they weren’t going to be able to stop the two teens from having sex, so what difference did it make? By the time they drifted off, Cathy had resigned herself to that fact and had decided to allow Angie to go. But now she was having second thoughts. What would Mark say when he found out? She couldn’t keep it from him, even if she wanted to. Angie was his daughter, too, and he had a right to know.

She sighed. “I know, and you’re right.”

Karen placed an arm around her shoulder. “Let’s go to your room and try to get a few more hours sleep. The kids won’t be up until eight anyway.” She glanced back at her husband, who was sleeping soundly. “And Alan will never miss us!” They went across the hall and climbed into Cathy’s bed, their naked bodies close as they lay talking. Cathy knew she was going to allow Angie to go, despite her misgivings. Even though she was only fifteen, she had already discovered the joy of sex with someone she loved and she couldn’t take that away from her.



Chapter 53


Michelle pulled into her driveway at around eleven that morning and was surprised to see Kristi sitting on the back step. She stood up and walked over to where Michelle parked her bike. She was dressed in a light cotton skirt that fell halfway to her knees and a matching white halter top.

“Hey Kristi,” Michelle said, smiling.

“Hey,” Kristi replied. “Where were you?”

Michelle smiled to herself. “I was just saying goodbye to Artie. He’s going away for a few days.”

Kristi studied her face and Michelle knew she sensed exactly what she meant by saying goodbye to Artie, but to her credit she said nothing about it.

“So, he isn’t coming on the camping trip?”

Michelle shook her head. “No, and it really sucks!” She looked over at Kristi. “Are you going?”

Kristi paused, then nodded slowly. “Yes. Can I tell my Mom I‘m staying over at your place?”

Michelle thought for a second. “Why don’t you say we’re staying at Angie’s instead? That’s my story and it’d be better if they matched.”

Kristi looked apprehensive, but then seemed to realize the logic and nodded. “Ok.”

Michelle started toward the shed in the back yard. “I need to find a few things. Come on.”

Kristi followed her to the small shed and for several minutes they pulled boxes off the shelves and poked through the various contents. Michelle located a backpack with an aluminum frame, the kind hikers used. “This can hold a lot of stuff,” she remarked, shaking the dust from it. Kristi helped her locate a plastic tarp on the top shelf and they stuffed it into the backpack. Almost as an afterthought, Michelle tossed in a big six volt flashlight that looked like it was at least twenty years old, then fastened the top flap and gave Kristi a smug look.

“You can never have too many flashlights.” Kristi asked about the tarp and Michelle grinned. “One sure way to end a drought is to go camping!” Kristi chuckled and Michelle straightened up, leaning the backpack against the wall. “There. I have my sleeping bag inside. All I need is to pack some munchies and I’m all set.”

Kristi went over to her and pointed to her cheek. “You have a little smudge.” Michelle wiped at her cheek with the back of her dusty hand but missed the smudge. Kristi reached out to her. “You missed. Here, let me get it.” She placed her fingers on Michelle’s cheek and wiped the smudge. “There,” she said, her eyes locked on Michelle’s. Her hand remained on her friend’s cheek. There was a pregnant pause, then Kristi placed her other hand on Michelle’s other cheek, leaned in, and planted a firm kiss on her lips.

Michelle froze as Kristi’s lips met hers. There was no attempt at tongue, but this was more than just a friendly peck between close friends. Kristi pulled away, studying Michelle’s shocked expression.

“I . . .I’m sorry,” she mumbled, lowering her eyes. “I don’t know what made me do that.” She turned as if to go, but Michelle came out of her shock and grabbed her arm, halting her in her tracks.

“Kristi?”

Kristi slowly turned to her, her eyes still downcast. “I’m sorry . . .just forget it happened, please?”

Michelle took a step toward her. “It’s ok. I’m not mad, just a little surprised.”

Kristi forced herself to look up at her. “I guess I just wanted to see what it was like.”

Michelle smiled to herself. It seemed Kristi’s natural curiosity was making this easier all the time. She took her hand. “Well, if you want to know what it’s like . . .” She pulled Kristi closer, her eyes meeting hers. “. . .why don’t we do it right?”

With that, she put her arm around Kristi’s neck and moved in. Their lips met softly and Michelle began to move hers sensually. At first Kristi didn’t respond, then, little by little, she began to return the kiss. Michelle pulled her even closer, both arms wrapped around her neck, and intensified the kiss, probing at her soft lips with the tip of her tongue. Kristi kept her mouth closed for a bit, but eventually relented and allowed Michelle’s tongue into her mouth. Michelle continued the kiss for as long as she dared, fearing that Kristi would cut and run if she didn’t make it feel right. As they continued, she felt Kristi’s body relax and knew she was beginning to enjoy it. Finally, she released her soft lips and looked into her eyes, smiling.

“You’re a good kisser!”

Kristi felt her face getting hot and tried to smile back. “Th . . .thanks.” She backed up, stumbling over a loose board in the floor. Michelle’s hand shot out and grabbed her arm, steadying her.

“I . . .I should be going . . .” Kristi mumbled, turning again to the open door.

“Wait,” Michelle said. “It’s ok, Kristi. There’s nothing wrong with what we just did.”

Kristi paused in the doorway, then slowly turned to her. “No, I guess not.” She clasped her hands together nervously.

“Look,” Michelle said, taking a cautious step toward her. “You were curious. Maybe you’ll like girls, and maybe you won’t. I think it’s great that you care enough to try. And I promise I won’t tell a soul.”

Kristi nodded. “Thanks.”

She picked up the backpack. “I need to take this over to Steve’s. Why don’t you come?”

Kristi hesitated for a long moment, then nodded. “Sure.”


**************

Angie was digging through dusty boxes in the O’Connell’s garage, looking for various items they may need on their excursion. When her mother had told her over breakfast that she would be permitted to go, she and Steve could barely contain their enthusiasm. They hurried through breakfast, then went downstairs to call the others. Michelle wasn’t home, but her mother said she‘d gone to the mall for some sunscreen and a few camping supplies, confirming she was going. Steve called Jake, who reported that he was also going and that Kristi was fairly certain she’d be able to. It all seemed to be coming together.

She managed to find the tent where Steve had told her it would be, but the lantern was still missing. She selected a small cooler that would hold enough soda and ice for mix for their liquor. In the interest of saving weight and trying to remain inconspicuous, they’d opted for rum and vodka instead of beer, the usual choice. Steve had left earlier to meet up with Jake and his older brother Mike to get the alcohol and some more weed, so she was trying to do something to keep herself busy until he returned. She glanced at her watch. Almost eleven and Michelle still hadn’t returned her call. She wondered where she could have gone so early.

A few minutes later, she’d managed to locate the lantern and even found a can of fuel for it. She was in the process of unpacking the tent to make sure all the poles and pegs were there when the sound of approaching bicycles made her look up. Michelle and Kristi were pulling to a stop outside the open garage door.

“Hey there!” Michelle called, waving. “Looks like you’re going, huh?” Kristi followed her in, simply waving a quick greeting.

“Yup,” Angie said, standing up. “Hey Kristi.”

“Hi,” Kristi replied, taking a seat on a cooler.

Michelle gestured toward Kristi. “Kristi’s in, too. We’re both saying we’re camping out in your back yard, ok?”

“Sure, that’ll work.”

“What story did you use?” Michelle asked as they unfolded the tent, the poles clanging to the concrete floor.

Angie grinned. “That’s the best part. I told the truth.”

Michelle shot her a curious look but Kristi was the first to speak up. “You told them you were going camping with your boyfriend?”

Angie nodded and knelt to collect up the poles. “Uh-huh. Last night Mom asked me point blank if Steve and I were having sex, so I told her we were.”

Michelle stared at her, eyebrows raised. “Holy shit!”

Angie began sorting the poles. “I was a little freaked out, to say the least. I got the usual speech about being too young, pregnancy, diseases. But we talked and she seemed to understand we were going to do it no matter what, so I decided to just ask.”

“And she said yes?” Michelle couldn’t imagine having that conversation with her mother.

“Not right away. She told me this morning. But, she made me promise to take only two tents - one for us girls and one for the guys. She figures with an extra girl along, there won’t be any hanky-panky.” She grinned at Michelle and gave her a wink.

Michelle returned her grin and shook her head. “Wow, I can’t believe she said yes. She’s a cool mom, Ang.”

Kristi helped sort the poles and count the pegs, then they repacked the tent and set it with the other things for Steve to pack. Michelle dusted off her hands.

“They guys should be back soon. What time were you planning on leaving?”

Angie shrugged and looked over at Kristi. She really seemed to be making an effort to be friendly and Angie couldn’t sense any of the stuck-up attitude she’d exhibited the first time they’d met. “I don’t know - maybe three or four. Does that sound ok?”

“Works for me,” Michelle said.

“I should go home and get my stuff ready,” Kristi said. “I’ll see you guys at the creek later.”

They said goodbye and waved as she pedaled down the driveway and up the street toward her house.

“She seems a lot nicer than the last time I saw her,” Angie commented.

Michelle stifled a laugh and Angie looked at her, mouth open in a huge grin. “What’s so funny?”

Michelle stopped herself from laughing. “I guess the old saying is true - she just needed to get laid!”

Angie stared at her, then began to giggle. “No!”

Michelle nodded. “Uh-huh. Yesterday. Her and Jake got nasty at the creek.”

Angie stared off in the direction Kristi had disappeared in. “Well, I’ll be damned . . .”

“And that’s not even the best part.”

Angie looked over at her. “The best part?”

“Don’t breathe a word of this to her, but when she was over at my house earlier. . .” She paused, enjoying the look of expectation on Angie’s face.

“Yes, at your place . . .?” Angie finally prompted.

Michelle shook her head as if she knew she was about to say something Angie would find hard to believe. “Well, she kissed me.”

For a moment, Angie didn’t say anything, then she laughed and waved it off. “So what? You guys have been friends forever.”

“No, you don’t understand . . .” Her face became very sincere. “She kissed me, and not like a friend. We made out a little. There was tongue involved.”

Angie didn’t say anything for a few seconds. When she did, it was a low whisper. “Holy fuck!”

“I know,” Michelle replied, nodding. “I couldn’t believe it either.”

“So . . .what does it mean? Does she want to fuck you, too?”

Michelle smiled and shook her head. “I don’t think so. She said she just wanted to see what it felt like. I think she was just curious. She was a little weirded out afterward.”

Angie nodded thoughtfully. “Maybe, but it’s still very interesting.” She went over and took Michelle’s hands, bringing one to her lips and kissing her fingers. “This might be a very enlightening camping trip for her after all!”


Chapter 54

Steve sat in the back seat of Jake’s brother’s old Pontiac letting the warm air rush in through the open windows, which only succeeded in messing up his hair and did little to cool him off. They’d already been to the liquor store and were just pulling out of Mike’s dealer buddy’s house with a fresh bag of green buds. Mike looked at him in the rear view mirror.

“Jake tells me you hooked up with a sweet little piece of ass!”

Steve didn’t respond, but Jake spoke up. “Fucking right, man. She’s smokin’ hot! What a bod!”

“Fuck off, Jake. That’s my girlfriend you’re talking about.”

“Hey, relax man - it’s a compliment, all right? Holy fuck!”

Mike grinned and cuffed Jake playfully on the back of the neck. “Yeah, don’t be so fucking insensitive!” Jake smacked him on the arm. “Hey, have you closed the deal on that Kristi chick yet? Or is she just a little cock tease?”

Jake laughed. “Naw, I nailed her already.”

They continued talking about it and Steve tuned them out, turning his attention to the passing trees and houses. He couldn’t imagine talking trash about Angie or Michelle like they were doing. Jake calling his name brought him out of his reverie.

“Hey, where should we stash the booze?”

“Let’s take it out by the creek. I know a place we can hide it.”

“Jesus Christ, what am I? A fucking taxi?” Mike declared as he made the turn onto the road that led past the trail to the creek.

“You made some coin off the pot and the booze,” Jake said. “And it isn’t much out of your way.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Mike replied.

They stopped at the path and Mike waited in the car while Steve and Jake stashed the liquor, which consisted of a quart of rum and another of vodka. They ran back to the car and went back to Jake’s house, where they parted company.

Steve glanced at his watch as he pedaled for home. Almost noon and it was turning into another hot day. Maybe he could talk Angie into leaving early for the creek. They were originally thinking of waiting until after dinner so they wouldn’t have to bother cooking at the campsite, but the hot weather and the thought of what was going to happen later was making him hot in more ways than one. Just the idea of Angie and Michelle in their tiny little bikinis was giving him a bit of a hardon. He had a camp stove and it would be no big deal to throw a few burgers into a cooler.

He rounded the corner onto his street then swung into his driveway a few minutes later. The garage door was open and he could see his tent and other camping equipment piled on the garage floor. The garage was dark at the back but he thought he detected some movement in the shadows near the workbench. He coasted to a stop at the door and peered into the gloomy half darkness.

“Oh, Steve, it’s you.”

A figure rose up from behind a large box and stepped forward. As Angie came toward him, another figure stood up from the same place.

“Hey, Steve.” It was Michelle.

“Ladies,” Steve said, nodding slightly and giving them a knowing grin as they came closer. “And just what were you two doing behind that box?”

Angie came up and kissed him, then backed away, her eyes glittering. “Well, we were about to have sex, but you interrupted!”

He laughed and gave Michelle a quick kiss as she came over. “Well don’t let me stop you!”

They giggled and hugged one another. “Naw, we can wait, right babe?” Angie said.

Michelle sighed heavily. “I suppose, if we have to!”

Angie grinned and kissed her quickly after taking a look around to make sure no one was looking. “Did you get the stuff?” she asked Steve.

He pulled out the little baggie of pot enough so they could see it, then stuffed it back into his pocket. “We stashed the booze out there already.”

“Cool,” Angie said.

“I had an idea on the way here,” he said. “Why don’t we head out there right now. We can take some sandwiches for lunch and burgers for dinner and spend the day swimming and . . .” he grinned, “. . .doing other stuff.”

Angie grinned at Michelle. “Oooo . . .I like the way he thinks!”

They immediately agreed to his plan and Michelle set off for home to get her things, promising to meet them there in an hour or two. Steve and Angie went inside to make some sandwiches and pack up some burgers for dinner. As they were finishing up, Cathy and Karen arrived home from house hunting and met them in the kitchen.

Cathy eyed the cooler. “So, you’re all set to go, huh?” Her gaze fell to Steve, who quickly looked away.

“Yeah,” Angie said. “It’s so hot we decided to leave now and spend the afternoon swimming. We made some sandwiches and burgers.”

“I see,” Cathy said. Karen placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

“Please be careful,” she said, letting her gaze linger on both of them for several seconds. “What time do you expect to be home tomorrow?”

Angie looked over at Steve. “If it’s hot again, we’ll probably hang out for a while so don’t expect us first thing in the morning.”

Steve picked up the cooler and they started for the door. This was extremely awkward and he wanted to get outside as soon as humanly possible. Cathy took Angie’s arm as she passed by. Angie looked up into her mother’s face, her features etched with worry and concern.

“I’m ok, Mom,” Angie said softly, giving her cheek a kiss. “Don’t worry. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

With that, she turned and followed Steve outside and into the garage.

Karen came up behind her and hugged her around the waist. “They’re going to be ok, honey,” she said in a soothing voice. “Steve goes camping out there all the time. He knows what he’s doing.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Cathy whispered, trying to push the image of Angie and Steve having sex out of her mind.

“Come on,” Karen said, pulling her to the table. “Have a seat and I’ll put on some coffee before we go pick up Mark.”

Cathy sat down, still staring at the door Angie had gone out. Karen began filling the coffee pot with water and turned to look at her over her shoulder. “And look at the bright side; Mark is coming home and the kids will be out of the house tonight!”


Chapter 55

Kristi was just finishing up packing her things when the phone rang. It was Michelle telling her they were going early and that she was welcome to join them if she wanted. She said she would think about it and would see her later, then hung up. She sat down on her bed, thinking about what had happened with Michelle earlier. Why had she kissed her? It wasn’t something she thought about doing; it just sort of happened. And when Michelle kissed her back, it started to feel real nice. It was kind of like kissing a guy, only softer; more gentle, but still just as stimulating.

She fell back onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Did this mean she was gay, too? No, she couldn’t be. She liked guys. Hell, she gave up her virginity just yesterday. Was it everything she expected? The answer was a disappointing no. But what Michelle said made sense. They were both inexperienced and would get better with practice. Besides, when he went down on her, that part was exciting!

The phone rang again and she rolled over to pick it up from her night table, lying on her stomach with her feet in the air as she answered.

“Hello?”

“Hi.”

“Oh, hi Jake.”

“We got the booze and some more bud,” he said. “Are you all packed?”

She told him she was and explained how the others were going out that afternoon. “But I don’t think I want to be there all day and all night,” she added.

“Want to do something else?”

She smiled to herself, reading his thoughts over the phone. “Well, that depends,” she replied in a teasing tone of voice. “Just what did you have in mind?”

He chuckled. “Well, I thought maybe you could come over here and we could, you know, hang out. My folks are gone for the day.”

“Hmmm,” she said, “That might be fun.”

“Yeah, I think we could come up with something to do,” he replied. She could sense his grin through the phone.

“Ok, I’ll be there in a bit,” she replied and hung up.

She got up and began to undress. She was going to test Michelle’s theory about practicing and wanted to take a quick shower first. She dropped her sundress and pulled off her panties, then went into her bathroom and got into the shower.

Forty-five minutes later, she finished getting dressed and surveyed herself in the full length mirror. She wore a tight pair of cut-off shorts that almost showed her ass and a cropped t-shirt that she’d outgrown last summer and now barely covered her perky little breasts. She smiled at her reflection. Her mother would never let her out of the house dressed like this, but she wasn’t home. She slipped into a pair of sneakers and went outside, jumped on her bike, and headed for Jake’s.

It was only a short ride and she pulled into his driveway ten minutes later. She leaned her bike against the fence and went over to the back door. Before she could knock, Jake appeared shirtless on the other side and he pushed the door open, his eyes taking her in.

“Wow!” he exclaimed as she came in and kissed him. “You look great!”

She smiled and spun so he could see the whole package. “You like it?”

He reached out and placed his hands on her bare torso. “Not as much as when you’re naked, but oh yes, I like it!”

She laughed and allowed him to pull her body tight to his. She could feel her stiff nipples poking into the firm flesh and muscle of his bare chest and she felt a warmth between her legs. They began to kiss right there inside the back door, his arms encircling her slender waist and slipping up her back under her loose fitting top. She felt herself shiver at his touch and a tremor of arousal started in her belly and seemed to spread outward until her entire body felt hot and flushed. He began to move against her and she felt his stiff cock pressing against her leg. That only fueled her desire more and she managed to pull her lips from his.

“Let’s go . . .inside,” she whispered as he continued to kiss her, his hands now gripping her petite ass over her tight shorts.

He released her quickly and took her hand. “C’mon.”

He led her through the kitchen and down the hall into what she deduced was his bedroom. It was a little unkempt, but not too messy. Posters of bikini clad models and Ferraris graced the walls and a few model cars sat on the desk next to his computer. A TV and DVD sat on a tall dresser against the far wall.

He pulled her to him again and they resumed their passionate kiss. Before she even realized she was doing it, his hands pushed her top up and she raised her arms so he could remove it. He let his eyes travel over her naked breasts for a moment, then leaned in and began to nibble and suck on the erect little nubs.

Kristi closed her eyes and held his head in place as his mouth savored her pert nipples, increasing her desire to have him. She moaned softly when he bit on one while flicking his tongue over it.

While she was certainly enjoying having her titties sucked, she needed to move things along so she pushed him away and dropped to her knees before him. She began to unfasten his shorts and tugged them down. She was surprised to see he wore nothing under them and looked up at him as his erect cock bobbed before her face.

He smiled and shrugged. “I was hoping to save some time.”

She laughed softly and took him in her hand, watching his reaction as she began to slowly stroke him. His face took on a look of concentration and his eyes closed. “Oh, yeah!” he murmured.

She pumped his hard cock for a few minutes, then leaned in and kissed the tip, causing him to jump slightly. She grinned and licked her lips, then sucked the head into her mouth, rolling her tongue over it like she’d heard one of girls at school say to do. Jake’s reaction was an immediate groan and she felt his entire body stiffen, loving the way she could make him jump with such a simple act. She kept up this sucking motion for a few seconds, then took more of him into her hot little mouth, sucking hard as she ran her tongue over the bottom part of his shaft and tip.

Jake moaned louder and she felt his hands on the back of her head. “Oh, fuck, Kristi! Yeah!” He began to move with her, pushing forward as she took him in. It felt incredible, almost like he was fucking her mouth, and she couldn’t believe how much it was turning her on.

She continued to suck him until his breathing became short and the taste of his precum became very strong. While she didn’t think he would cum in her mouth without warning, she didn’t want to take that chance. She pulled her mouth from his throbbing dick and looked up at him.

“My turn now?”

He opened his eyes, his face flushed from his excitement. “Oh, fuck! You almost made me cum!”

She smiled and got to her feet. “Make me cum,” she whispered, pressing her bare tits to his chest and kissing him.

He smiled and gestured to his bed. “Lie back and let me taste that hot little pussy.”

Kristi felt his hands on her hips and she pulled back enough to unfasten the button of her shorts and lower the fly. She placed her hands on his and slowly pushed her tight shorts down over her curves hips until they fell around her ankles. She stepped out of them, wearing only a very small thong with a patch of material that barely covered her pussy, the rest of it consisting of just spaghetti straps.

He took her sexy underwear in, then looked up, a low whistle escaping his lips. “Wow, that is sexy!”

She hooked her thumbs under the straps and wriggled it down and off, standing naked before him. For some reason, maybe familiarity, she wasn’t at all nervous about being naked with him anymore, although she still trembled from excitement.

He smiled at her sexy nude form and pushed her backward until she fell onto the bed, her feet still on the floor. He went over and knelt at her knees, pushing them apart until her pussy opened up and he could smell her enticing scent. He lowered his face between her thighs and breathed in her musky aroma, then began a slow lick of her dewy slit.

Kristi sighed and allowed her mind to wander, simply enjoying the wonderful sensations his mouth was creating. She wasn’t even aware she was moaning out loud until she realized the sounds she was hearing in her subconscious were actually just that. When his lips encircled her hard little clit and he began to suck on it, she heard a familiar voice asking him to put his finger in her pussy. Once again, she was surprised to realize it was her own voice and when she felt his finger penetrating her wet hole, she cried out and came right away, her taut vaginal muscles squeezing down on the invading digit until he lifted his mouth from her dripping snatch and the orgasm eased.

He withdrew his finger and gave her quivering lips one more lick before sliding up, kissing her stomach, then her tits, and finally taking her mouth fully, thrusting his tongue into her throat. She felt his hard cock against her inner thigh and adjusted herself so it was touching her outer labia. She wanted him inside her like she’d never wanted anything before and she brought her feet up, wrapping her long legs around him and locking her ankles together behind his back. She pulled her lips from his and placed her mouth at his ear.

“Fuck me now!” she whispered, pulling him closer with her legs.

Jake felt his cock press against her slippery pussy, then slip up across her mons. She relaxed her leg-lock and he repositioned, determined to get into her hot little snatch this time. He felt himself slip between her lips and met some resistance at her opening, but she continued to exert pressure on him with her legs, so he didn’t ease up. Finally, he felt her vagina give and he slid in almost halfway. Her warm, tight, and very wet pussy felt so good as it sheathed his hard cock he was afraid he might cum right away, so he paused, trying to force himself not to.

Kristi gasped as she felt her pussy spread and Jake’s hard cock pushed into her. There was still a little ache, but nothing like the day before and it felt so fucking good to have him in her after the intense orgasm she’d just experienced. She continued to try to pull him in deeper with her legs, but he resisted. She looked up at him and saw his face was twisted into a grimace that almost looked like he was in some kind of pain. She was about to ask if he was ok when his features relaxed and he pushed in a little more.

“Oh my god!” she gasped, marveling at the wonderful sensation of being stuffed by a thick, hard cock. No wonder Michelle looked like she was enjoying herself so much! This felt nothing like the first time and she now understood what Michelle was talking about.

She tightened her legs until he was completely inside her and groaned as his cock touched on a very sensitive spot deep inside. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him hard, then released him.

“Oh fuck, that feels so good!” she panted, her eyes wild. “Now fuck me Jake!”

Jake seemed a little startled by her sudden enthusiasm, but quickly obeyed her frantic command and withdrew before driving all the way back in. He sucked in a long breath through clenched teeth, once again fighting the almost undeniable urge to let a huge load of cum shoot inside her. No, he could do this. He had to last more than a few strokes if he wanted to prove to her he was an effective lover.

However, Kristi’s moans and murmured words were acting like an aphrodisiac on his hormonally charged teen libido and he knew if they kept up this pace, he would be powerless to control himself.

As Jake settled into a regular rhythm, Kristi felt the stirrings of another orgasm deep in her womb. It started small and built slowly, unlike the orally stimulated one earlier. This felt different; more powerful. She began to thrust harder against Jake’s inward slams, intensifying the feeling of pressure with each stroke.

Suddenly, Jake froze and she looked up to see his face screwed up into a grimace, then he cried out and she felt a warmth flood her excited pussy as he pumped a full load of hot cum inside her. It felt nice to know she had that effect on him, but she was disappointed that he came before she had the opportunity to experience the incredible orgasm she felt building.

He finished and she watched as his body relaxed, then he opened his eyes and smiled down at her.

“Sorry, babe, I tried to hold off longer but you feel too damn good!”

She smiled up at him, shaking her head. “It’s ok, Jake. That felt a lot better than last time.” She saw a hurt look pass over his face and quickly added, “It hurt a lot last time. This time it felt pretty good.”

“Oh,” he said, his smile returning.

She pulled him down and kissed him. “It felt great, Jake. I mean it.”

He stood up and withdrew his shrinking cock from her messy twat, spilling a load of cum onto the bed. Kristi pushed herself to a sitting position and he passed her a box of tissues, which she used to dab at her still drooling pussy. Jake sat next to her and watched her without speaking. When she finished and leaned back, he finally spoke.

“So, I was really ok?”

Kristi smiled and nodded. The truth was he still finished way too soon, but she knew it would kill him if she said that. “Uh-huh. That was like, ten times better than the first time, and the next time will be even better.”

“Did you . . .”

She shrugged. “I almost did. But you got me off earlier so I’m not complaining.”

He nodded. “I guess we’ll have to keep trying until we get it right, huh?”

She giggled and kissed him. “I guess so!”


Chapter 56

Steve and Angie rattled down the path to the creek, each loaded down with backpacks and other supplies. Steve carried a small cooler in one hand, negotiating the rough trail like a pro with the other. When they reached the bottom, Angie started toward the tree by the bank, but Steve stopped.

“This way,” he said, pointing to a faint opening in the brush she hadn’t noticed before. Angie came over to where he sat on his bike. “We’ll have to stash our bikes here. It’s too rough for them, but it leads to a more private place where we won’t have to worry about being interrupted.”

“I like that!” she exclaimed, climbing off her bike. “Naked camping! Woohoo!”

Steve laughed as they dropped their packs and started pushing their bikes into the woods. “Remember, Jake and Kristi are coming too and I don’t think naked camping would be something she’d want to do. Jake, maybe, but who wants to see that?”

Kristi giggled. “You never know.” Steve shot her a questioning look as he held back a branch for her. “She may not be as tight-assed as you think.”

He laughed and helped Angie hide her bike next to his in a thick patch of brush, then they began walking back out to their packs. “You think one night with us will turn her into a raving sex maniac?”

Angie didn’t say anything until they were picking up their gear. “Who knows what might happen? Remember what happened with Michelle?” She shouldered her pack and turned toward the trail Steve had pointed out. “This way, right?”

Steve was pulling his backpack over his shoulders and stopped in mid motion. He knew her well enough to know she was holding something back. “Do you know something I don‘t?”

Angie turned around, trying to keep a straight face. “The trail. It’s over here, right?”

He grinned at her and shook his head, causing her to start to lose her composure. He finished putting the backpack on and picked up the cooler. “You know what I mean. What are you trying to say?”

They began walking to the path. “You know her and Jake did it yesterday, so she isn‘t a virgin anymore.”

He parted the bushes so she could pass through. Once in a few feet, the trail opened up a little, but it was still to narrow to walk side by side. “Jake may have mentioned that,” Steve muttered.

Angie was wearing her khaki hiking shorts and a pair of hiking boots but her pack kept him from being able to watch her ass while she walked in front of him. He concentrated on her bare legs instead.

“Hold up a sec,” he called out, then darted into the bushes, returning a moment later with two bottles inside brown paper bags. He stuffed them into his backpack and they continued down the path.

“And guess what else,” she called back over her shoulder. She reached a flat area and stopped, turning to face him. His eyes were immediately drawn to her sexy tits, braless inside her white halter top. Her nipples, already stiff, poked against the thin fabric and he could make out the outline of her dark areolae.

“Huh? What?”

She laughed and looked down at her breasts. “Oops!” He grinned as she rubbed her hands over them, which only made them harder.

“So what were going to say?”

She thought for a second, then said, “Oh, yeah! Kristi and Michelle made out this morning!”

Before he could respond, she turned and began to walk away. Finally, he came out of his state of shock and trotted to catch up.

“They did what?!”

She laughed and turned to talk over her shoulder without stopping. “They made out with one another. Is it much further?”

He caught up to her and grabbed her arm, stopping her and turning her to face him. “Are you shitting me?”

She grinned and shook her head. “Nope. Michelle told me. It happened at Michelle’s house this morning.”

“And Kristi started it?” This sounded just a little too far-fetched, but he could see no reason for Angie to lie to him about it. Or for Michelle to lie to Angie either.

“That’s what Michelle said. Can we talk about this when we get there? This pack is getting heavy I’m getting a little tired.”

He nodded. “Sure. Come on, it’s not much further.” He pushed past her and five minutes later they were standing in another clearing, smaller than the first one, but still with a viable swimming hole, although there was no tree and rope swing.

“Hey, this is nice!” Angie exclaimed, dropping her gear and looking around. “Very private!”

Steve set down the cooler and dropped his pack next to hers. “Yup. We shouldn’t have any visitors. I don’t think too many other kids know about this place, or bother to walk the extra distance if they do.”

She came over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Cool. So, I suppose we should get the tent set up, huh?” She didn’t make a move to release her hold and he raised his eyebrows.

“Well, we should . . .but it’s still early. Was there something else you wanted to do first?”

She nibbled on her bottom lip and nodded, her voice dropping an octave. “Oh yes. I can think of a few things.”

She parted her lips and he moved in, kissing her hard and deep, their tongues dancing together as they held one another close. After a few minutes of passionate making out, Angie pulled back and reached down to her top, pulling it over her head. Her tits bounced out and Steve once again found himself mesmerized by them. They stood proudly on her young chest, with only the faintest of tan lines. Before he could react, she bent over and pulled her shorts off, then stood up, completely naked except for her boots. She grinned and tossed her shorts onto the pile of gear.

“I figure Jake and Kristi won’t be along until after dinner and if Michelle shows up . . .” she shrugged.

Steve stared at her beautiful body, then quickly yanked off his shirt and shorts, then his boxers. They stood naked a few feet apart, then Angie grinned and ran across the clearing and back onto the trail that they’d taken from the swimming hole. He watched her naked buttocks disappear into the woods and stood there, wondering what she was up to. After a few seconds, he heard her voice calling out to him.

“Are you coming or what?”

“Shit!” he muttered under his breath. He glanced over at his discarded clothes, then decided to just go with it and took off after her. He wasn’t sure exactly what she was up to, but he assumed that she wanted to indulge her exhibitionist fantasies and do a little naked romping through the woods. He was willing to go along, knowing there would be a happy ending eventually.

He followed the narrow twisting path until he reached the thick brush that hid it from the clearing. Pushing cautiously through, trying not to get too many scratches, he peered out into the clearing and stopped dead in his tracks.

Angie stood in the middle of the clearing, her body swaying sexily in that way she moved, dancing to music only she could hear. He watched her from the cover of the trees for a few seconds, then slowly emerged, his eyes never leaving her. She looked up and saw him, but continued her slow, sexy dance, turning so that he could see her ass moving seductively while her hands teased through her long hair and down over her sexy curves.

He walked slowly toward her, the sight of this erotic scene erasing the fact that he was naked in a relatively public place where someone could appear out of the trail at any moment. As he approached, she locked her gaze on him and continued to sway, her gorgeous body taking his breath away.

He walked up to her and she smiled at him, placing her arms around his neck without stopping the seductive dance.

“Hey,” she whispered softly, glancing quickly toward the path to the road. “Wanna fuck?”

Steve looked over at the path and felt a sudden urge to get the hell out of there before they were caught, but something in her eyes wouldn’t let him. He pulled her closer.

“What if someone comes down the path?”

Angie shrugged and kissed him, her soft lips lingering on his. “Doesn’t that make it even more exciting?” Her voice was a husky whisper and it was having the desired effect on him. “Don’t you want to fuck me, baby?”

She pushed him back and turned around, bending over and looking back at him. She parted her legs and stuck two fingers into her mouth, then put them between her legs, spreading her quim wide. He watched her finger her pink pussy, then stepped up, his cock rock hard.

“Oh fuck, yes!” he gasped as the tip touched her wet labia.

Angie moaned and continued to play with herself as he pushed into her. She was extremely aroused and felt herself starting to cum almost as soon as he’d sunk into her. She moaned and pushed back, rocking with his thrusts.

“Oh, yeah! Ohhh, fuck, yeah!” she moaned as he increased his speed. Before long, he was gripping her hips and slamming into her so hard the sweat was literally flying off his brow and landing all over her back.

Suddenly, he withdrew and turned her to him, kissing her hard. She wrapped her arms around is neck, then her legs around his waist, hoisting herself up until his cock once again slid into her warm tunnel and she settled down on him.

This felt great but it was difficult to get any leverage so he moved them over so to the tree so that she could brace herself against the trunk with her hands. This seemed to alleviate the problem and he began to slam into her again, their eyes locked.

Oh my god,” she gasped as she felt yet another orgasm building. She’d came a few times already, but this one felt like it was going to finish her. She humped against him, her arms braced against the tree as his cock reamed in and out of her hot vagina.

“Oh yeah,” he gasped. “Oh fuck Angie . . .I’m gonna cum . . .!”

She sped up her humping, on the verge herself. “Yes! Cum with me! Oh god . . .” Her words faded as she felt herself climaxing. She felt him explode inside her as she came, her cunt gripping him tightly while they both shuddered and shook in powerful, simultaneous orgasms.

When they finally eased, Steve stumbled back and sat down on the grass, still holding Angie on his cock. He flopped back to the grass and she leaned down to rest her head on his heaving chest. Neither moved or spoke for several moments and when his cock eventually shrank enough to slip out of her pussy, she adjusted her position so that she could rub it against his thigh, but didn’t make any effort to get up.

“I love you so much,” she whispered, kissing his chest and tasting his salty perspiration.

He kissed the top of her head. “I love you too, Angie.”

They lay there for several more minutes, just enjoying the warm afterglow in one another’s arms until a faint sound reached Steve’s ears. He suddenly sat up, leaving Angie lying on the grass.

“What is it? Can’t we stay like this for a few more minutes?”

“Shhh!”

Now Angie sat up. She heard it too. A clang, or a rattle. Like the sound a bike might make coming down the path!

Steve jumped up and reached down for her hand. “Someone’s coming! Come on!”

Angie took his hand and he pulled her to her feet. She staggered a little, her legs still wobbly. Steve tugged persistently at her hand.

“Come on!” She allowed him to lead her across the clearing, although she was lagging behind. “Angie! Come on! Move!”

She picked up the pace a little as the sound became louder. Steve reached the path and ran through the thick bushes, not caring if he got scratched. Angie hesitated and he watched in horror as the front wheel of a bicycle appeared while she was still in full view.

“Angie!” he whispered, tugging at her arm. It was almost like she wanted to get caught!

“Aw, it’s only Michelle!” she said, laughing as she wriggled her hand free from his and started back across he clearing.

He watched with a great sense of relief as Michelle pulled to a stop and looked over in time to see a naked Angie strutting proudly toward her.

Steve released the breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding and stepped out of the bushes as Angie reached the surprised Michelle. He saw Angie point back to him and she laughed at something Angie said. Michelle pointed between her legs and Angie reached down, wiping what he figured was a trail of cum from her inner thigh. As he neared, Angie held her finger to Michelle’s lips and she sucked it in, cleaning their mixed cum from it.

“Hey there nature boy,” Michelle teased, licking her lips.

Steve shook his head and pointed at Angie. “You can credit Angie for the public display of nudity.”

Michelle and Angie both giggled. “Well, in that case, thanks!” Michelle said before kissing her.

Steve groaned and rolled his eyes. “You two are two of a kind,” he lamented. “Both perverted sex maniacs!”

Angie came over to him, her breasts jiggling. “I didn’t hear you complaining a few minutes ago when you were fucking my brains out!”

He shrugged, grinning. “I didn’t say I had a problem with it, I was just saying.”

They laughed and Michelle pushed her bike into the wood where theirs were, then rejoined them. They each took some of her gear and went down the path to the hidden campsite.
When they arrived, Michelle looked around at their unpacked gear and discarded clothing.

“Well, I see you guys got a lot accomplished,” she commented with a smile.

“Fucking right we did,” Angie responded. “Steve fucked me until I lost count of my orgasms! I call that an accomplishment!”

Michelle and Steve chuckled and they all gathered for a group hug. They all kissed lovingly and Angie commented on how Michelle was a little over-dressed in her short denim skirt and bikini top.

Michelle grinned. “Only around you guys would this be considered ‘over-dressed’.”

She conceded that Angie was right and promptly dropped her mini skirt to reveal the bottom half of her bikini. She quickly undid the bra and tossed it aside, then slipped the bottoms down and off.

Steve took a quick survey of the situation and couldn‘t help but smile to himself. Here he was, alone in the woods with two beautiful, naked, and very horny girls for at least the next twenty-four hours. Oh yeah!

“So,” Angie said, pulling her eyes reluctantly from Michelle’s naked body. She did a quick scan of Steve’s and noted that his cock was exhibiting signs of life. “What are we going to do next?”

Michelle looked down at the gear. “We should get the tent set up before Kristi and Jake get here so we can chose the best spot.”

They all agreed that was a good plan and while Steve scouted out a good spot, the girls unpacked the tent. It only took them ten minutes to get the four person dome set up in the shade of a thick spruce bough so the sun wouldn’t drive them out too early in the morning. Steve stood back and admired his two naked companions as they went about spreading out the sleeping bags, especially when they knelt on all fours and their pink pussies were visible between their bare thighs.

They finished up and all sat on a blanket on the grass while Steve spun up a joint and passed it around. As usual, it was very good weed and there was no need for a second one. He watched as Michelle leaned back on her arms in the warm sunshine and closed her eyes, her large tits pointing upward with her nipples rock-hard and very long.

Angie noticed him watching her and snuggled in next to him, taking in the naked beauty herself.

“Michelle, you are so fucking gorgeous,” she said.

Michelle opened her eyes and smiled over at her two admirers. “So are you baby,” she said, then moved her gaze to Steve. “And you are making me so fucking hot with that big dick.”

Steve and Angie both looked down and Angie giggled when she saw he was completely hard again. “Oooo! Ding, ding! Round two!”

Michelle laughed and Angie got to her knees, her head down by Steve’s cock. She motioned for Michelle, who quickly scampered over and took a position on the other side of him. Steve watched as first Angie, then Michelle each slurped his cock into their mouths. He leaned back, enjoying the double blow-job.

They went about it very efficiently, each taking a few pumps before handing him off without hardly missing a beat. He was quickly becoming very aroused. While both of their mouths felt incredible, they had notably different styles. Angie liked to suck hard while moving up and down, while at the same time stroking him with her hand. Michelle’s method was slower, but just as erotic. She took him in deep, using her tongue to tease the sensitive underside if his head while murmuring and turning her head from side to side. Both methods were almost equally enjoyable, and very rapidly bringing him to the point of no return.

“Ah, shit, girls!” he exclaimed, trying to pull his suddenly very sensitive shaft from Michelle’s lips. She pulled off and looked up at him, blinking.

“Something wrong, babe?”

Angie stifled a giggle and Michelle couldn’t keep her straight face any longer, bursting out laughing. Steve shook his head and sighed.

“As much as I would love to blow my load in those hot little mouths, I think I better take it easy. After all, we have all night, right?”

The girls looked at one another, then both nodded. “Yeah. Fuck.” Angie muttered.

“How many times can you cum in a night?” Michelle asked. As odd as the question sounded, her face was serious and Angie looked at him.

“That’s a good question,” she said. “How many, Steve?”

“Fuck, I don’t know,” he replied. “It’s never really come up before.”

Angie grinned at Michelle. “I guess we’re gonna have to find out!” She glanced up at Steve, then leaned in and whispered something in Michelle’s ear that made her eyes widen.

“Really?”

Angie nodded, grinning. “Uh-huh. I can’t wait.”

Michelle looked up at Steve and chuckled. “Do you think nature boy here is up to the task?”

Angie laughed at the perplexed look on Steve’s face. “Oh, I think so.”

Michelle arched her eyebrows at him and nibbled on her lower lip. “I might have to try it too.”

“Cool!” Angie exclaimed, hugging her.

Steve couldn’t take it any longer. “What the fuck are you two talking about?”

Angie and Michelle exchanged a look. “Should we tell him?”

Michelle looked pensive. “Not until it’s time, I don’t think.”

Angie nodded in agreement. “What’s wrong with right now?”

A smile spread across Michelle’s face. “Not a thing, my dear!”

Angie got up and went over to her back pack, digging through it until she located something, then came back. Steve had no idea what they up to, except that it was something sexual they hadn’t tried yet and it involved him. Michelle grinned at him, but said nothing.

Angie dropped back down to the blanket and revealed what she retrieved from her pack. It was a small tube of KY jelly. Steve looked up at her.

“We don’t need that,” he said, “You’re always wet.”

Angie and Michelle exchanged another knowing look before Angie turned back to Steve. “Yes, I am. In my pussy.” Steve looked puzzled and she crossed her legs, sitting Indian style. “Do you remember how I said I wished I’d saved myself for you?”

He nodded. “Sure, but I told you that doesn’t matter to me.”

“I know, but . . .” She looked over at Michelle as if for moral support, then back to Steve. “I can still give my virginity to you in a way.” He gave her a puzzled look. “I want you to fuck my ass, Steve,” she finally said.

He didn’t say anything for a few seconds, staring down at the tube of lube. “I . . .are you sure?”

She nodded. “Yes, I’ve given it a lot of thought. I want to try it, and I want you to do it.” she paused, then added, “If you want to, that is.”

Buggy
10-22-2008, 02:24 PM
damn, i cant wait to read the rest nj

iduknow
10-25-2008, 10:49 AM
holy shit dude epic story.

hotlvr
10-25-2008, 01:08 PM
great story I too can not wait I love it

BJ Cortland
10-25-2008, 03:56 PM
Thanks for the comments. I am still working on this story (trying to figure out a way to finally end it! lol), so stay tuned.

mkirros
10-26-2008, 08:19 AM
I bow at the feet of the master. You set a standard which most of us who write these stories can only hope to approach. Keep up the good work.

sta13ff
10-26-2008, 01:52 PM
Tell us more PLEASE

BJ Cortland
10-26-2008, 01:57 PM
I'm strictly amateur, mkirros, and anytime I start to forget that I just read something by a real author. But thanks for the ego stroke. BTW, I'm a big fan of your work too.

BJ Cortland
10-26-2008, 06:04 PM
Ok, here's a little more...

Chapter 57

Steve looked down again at the tube of lubricant, then back up to Angie, the look of surprise still etched on his face. Angie gave him a questioning look.

“You’ve watched enough porn to know about anal, haven’t you?”

He managed to find his voice. “Well, yeah, sure, but they’re . . .porn stars.”

Angie laughed and picked up the KY. “Sure, but that doesn’t mean you have to be a porn star to do it!” She looked over at Michelle. “You said you might want to try it too?”

Michelle nodded. “Once when me and Artie were doing it, his cock rubbed against my asshole and started to push it open. It felt amazing!” She sighed. “But there’s no way I could take him . . .there.”

Angie nodded in agreement. “Not the first time, for sure.”

Steve looked from one to the other, listening to them discussing performing anal sex. Never mind that they both seemed ready to try it, was he?

“So . . .” Angie said, moving closer to him. “What do you say? Want to try?”

“I . . .well, I guess. If you’re sure about it. I mean, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Angie smiled and touched his cheek. “You won’t. I’ve been practicing.” He gave her a funny look and she continued. “I’ve been using my fingers. I can get three in there now pretty easily. I don’t think it’ll be a problem.”

He stared at her open-mouthed. “How long have you been thinking about this?”

She laughed. “Remember when I had to go back home for two weeks and I said I had something special planned?” He thought back and vaguely remembered her saying something like that, but it had completely slipped his mind. “That’s when I started warming up, so to speak.”

“You’ve really given this some thought,” Michelle said. While she had also been thinking about it, she hadn’t reached the point of actually fingering herself.

Angie nodded. “And I’m ready.” She pulled her small overnight bag over and dug into it again, retrieving a condom. “I thought we could use these because I’m going to be sucking that thing afterward and that would be a little gross.”

Michelle nodded. “Good thinking. No offence, but I don’t know if I could even fuck him after he’d been up your ass!”

Steve took the condom from her and studied it, half listening to their conversation. From what he’d seen in the many pornos he’d watched, it could be a little painful for the girl if she wasn’t experienced. And he had no desire to cause them any pain. Angie interrupted his thoughts.

“Those are special condoms,” she said, pointing to the package. “See, it has a numbing gel in it that will keep you from cumming too quickly.” She grinned, “Not that that’s a problem, mind you. But it looked like it might make things more interesting!”

Steve read the package, nodding thoughtfully. He looked up at her. “If you really want to do this, ok. But you have to tell me if I’m hurting you.”

She grinned wider and threw her arms around his neck. “You won’t, baby! Thank you!” She kissed him hard and he felt his hard cock pressing into her stomach. Her hand slipped down and grasped it, stroking it slowly. “I’m ready whenever you are,” she whispered huskily.

She lay back on the blanket and he tore open the condom wrapper, studying the little clump of gel in the tip.

“Make sure you put it on so the gel is on the inside,” Angie said. “We don’t need me getting numb.”

He made sure he was doing it right and slipped it over his stiff prick as she lay back and began applying a liberal amount of KY to her puckered back door. Michelle watched them prepare, her fingers kneading her breasts and tugging at her nipples. Angie screwed the cap back on the gel and tossed it to Michelle.

“Would you mind lubing up Steve?”

Michelle caught the KY easily and turned to Steve’s condom clad cock, squeezing a good amount of the lubrication into her palm. She looked up and their eyes met as her hands applied the slippery gel to his hard shaft. He gave her a nervous smile just as Angie spoke up from her prone position.

“Hey, you know what would be really cool?”

“What?”

Angie pulled her overnight bag over as Michelle finished lubing him up and Steve crawled between her spread legs. She reached inside and pulled out her little silver vibrator.

“If you would use this on me while Steve fucks my ass.” She passed it to Michelle, who took it and smiled, turning it on and off again.

“Like this?” she replied, turning it back on and holding it against Angie’s clit.

“Ohhh, fuck!” Angie cried, spreading her legs wider. “You little slut!”

Michelle laughed, rubbing her pussy for a couple of seconds before pulling the little toy away and clicking it off. “I’m the slut?” she replied, grinning at her, then Steve.

Angie laughed, then looked up at Steve. “Are you ready?”

He nodded, looking down at her swollen pussy. She grasped both of her legs and, putting her arms behind her knees, lifted them up to her chest. Her cheeks spread wide and her tiny little brown rosebud was presented to him, glistening with the KY and looking way too small for his throbbing cock to fit into. He looked up into her eyes and she nodded, holding his gaze.

“Just go easy at first,” she said, “I’ll tell you if I need you to stop.”

He held her look for a moment, then moved in and pressed the tip of his cock against her back door. She closed her eyes, trying to relax her body as he began to push. At first, nothing happened. Then he pushed harder and she felt herself start to open. It did hurt, but not too badly. And the feeling of her asshole being stretched open overrode any pain. She’d had the feeling she’d be able to cum from anal because she almost did while fingering herself. Now, as his cockhead slid past her sphincter and into her anal cavity, she knew she would. It felt even better than she’d imagined.

Steve watched her face closely as the tip of his cock was forced into her tight little hole. She didn’t cry out, but her face was contorted in a painful grimace. He paused at one point, thinking he was really starting to hurt her, but her eyes met his and he knew her enough to recognize the look of high arousal in her blue eyes.

“Don’t . . .stop!” She gasped, propping herself up on her elbows so she could attempt to see his thick cock being forced into her bowels. “God, this feels incredible!”

Michelle watched, her eyes mostly on Angie, but she stole glances up at Steve and could see that this was really getting him turned on as well. Angie’s once tiny anus was now stretched wide to accommodate Steve’s meat and she couldn’t imagine how it wasn’t painful. As she watched, they seemed to each be working to fit him in, their gasping grunts the only sounds she could hear. Finally, Angie spoke.

“Ok, that’s far enough,” she gasped. Steve’s cock was about halfway in, with only a few inches of his condom cloaked shaft visible. “Let’s try fucking now.” She turned to Michelle. “Once we get going . . .” She nodded to the vibrator in her hands and Michelle nodded her understanding.

She turned her attention back to Steve, who was beginning to withdraw from her tight ass. She grimaced as his cock slid out, then groaned as he slowly pushed back in.

“Oh my god!” she moaned, closing her eyes.

He began a slow, gentle fuck, feeling her sphincter relax a little with every thrust. It did feel good. Her ass gripped his cock much tighter than her pussy and the heat, combined with the slick lubricant, felt amazing. While a little hesitant at first about the numbing cream in the condom, he was thankful Angie had brought them.

Michelle moved in and flicked the vibrator on, moving it to Angie’s engorged clit. She cried out and her body tensed as the vibrations electrified her pussy. She threw her head back and continued to wail gutturally, her body shaking and jerking from the combined assault.

Steve could feel the vibrations as Michelle began to rub Angie’s dripping snatch, but when she inserted the slim silver device into her pussy, he felt them move along his cock and to his balls, increasing the sensations even through the numbing cream that had allowed him to hold off this long. He watched Angie’s face and body contort and he knew she was about to explode in a massive orgasm. This only increased his own sensations and he felt the familiar tingle starting, although the condom was allowing him much better control.

He watched Angie tense, her flushed chest thrust upward and her head thrown back. Her mouth was open in a high, almost silent scream of ecstasy as she came hard, her powerful sphincter muscle clenching around his cock much harder than her pussy ever had.

Angie felt her mind drifting as the sensations increased exponentially. This was much more intense than any other sexual experience; more so than she’d ever even dreamed possible. She could feel Steve’s cock thrusting into her bowels while the buzzing vibrator moved in her pussy, tingling her hard little clit and sending shocks of orgasmic bliss to her over stimulated nervous system. Her body felt numb, her mind almost a separate entity as she felt the orgasm building - higher and higher - until she felt like she was about to explode. She tried to say something, but no sound came out.

She felt herself almost floating, teetering on the brink of a thunderous orgasm, then suddenly it swept through her. She stiffened, her body jerking upward as the intense wave of mind-numbing pleasure gripped her entire body. She was aware of Steve’s cock in her ass and the vibrator in her pussy, but was powerless to control her movements.

How long it lasted, she couldn’t honestly say, but she did eventually regain some motor control and began flailing her arms down around her over-stimulated pussy. Her clit was throbbing and starting to hurt and her intention was to ask Michelle to pull out the vibrator, but she couldn’t speak. Michelle must have understood her predicament, because the vibrator was mercifully extracted.

This didn’t stop her from cumming, however. Even though Steve was no longer able to move his cock because of her clenching, she continued to cum over and over, each one diminishing in strength until she was finally able to catch her breath as they spaced out. She dropped lifelessly to the towel, panting heavily and sweating profusely.

Steve watched as she twisted and writhed under him. After Michelle pulled the vibrator out of Angie’s pussy, he leaned over her with his arms braced on either side of her head. He couldn’t move inside her or even pull out, and he was becoming a little concerned.

Glancing over at Michelle, he saw that she was watching them both while now using the vibrator on herself. She had her eyes partially closed and was obviously very close to her own climax. The sight of both girls in the throes of sexual pleasure at the same time almost made him shoot his load into Angie’s tight ass right then and there, but he held off. Michelle was looking so fucking hot masturbating that he wanted to get into that pussy before he came.

He felt Angie’s body relax under him and after a few seconds he was able to slowly extricate his throbbing shaft from her clenching ass. She let out a long sigh as he pulled free, then lay still, her heaving chest the only part of her moving.

Michelle looked at her, then up at Steve, who was tugging the condom off. “Are you ok, Angie?”

Angie’s hand rose from the towel only a few inches and she gave a slight nod. “Uh . . .huh…”

Steve looked over at Michelle, who had pulled the vibrator from her cunt and was eyeing him lustily. Without saying a word, he crawled over to her and she lay back, opening her legs for him. She was wet - very wet, and his bare cock slipped into her warm sheath easily, causing them both to let out a long moaning sigh. He began to move faster, just wanting to pound her pussy mercilessly until she came. Sweat dripped from his brow onto her bare quivering tits as their bodies smacked together, each focusing on their own imminent climaxes.

Michelle was first to go. She groaned loudly and thrust her pelvis upward against him, her pussy tightening around his shaft. She grunted and moaned as she came, her pussy milking his cock. Steve continued to move in and out of her pulsating snatch, amazed that he was still able to keep in control. That cream was really working!

Finally Michelle relaxed and he pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices. She opened her eyes and saw he still hadn’t cum, and immediately sat up. She took his wet cock in her hand and began to stroke it as she moved him into position so she could suck on it. She hungrily took his meat into her mouth, murmuring and sucking hard on him.

Steve watched as Michelle came to him and swallowed his cock without a word or even a second’s hesitation. He watched her long hair swing back and forth as she pumped his rock hard cock in and out of her hot little mouth. As he felt his release nearing, a movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention and he turned to see a very bedraggled Angie moving over to where Michelle knelt. She looked up at him and smiled sleepily, then reached out and began to caress his heavy balls. Michelle noticed her and pulled off. Angie immediately took him into her mouth, sucking with an energy it didn’t look like she had after her huge orgasm.

Together, they took turns sucking him until he felt his balls contract and knew it was only a matter of seconds.

“Oh, shit…!” he groaned, closing his eyes. Michelle was sucking him then and she pulled off, stroking him as Angie moved up next to her. She pumped his cock, pointing it at their bare breasts and they both whispered words of encouragement. It didn’t take long before he felt the cum surging from his balls and through his shaft with a force he’d never experienced before.

“Ahhhhhrrgggg!” he cried as the first shot erupted, spraying a thick stream of cum that came out with such a force that it struck Michelle in the face before coating her tits. Angie quickly grabbed his member and pointed it at her own tits, catching several smaller shots.

When he finally stopped, he opened his eyes and looked down at the two naked, cum covered girls kneeling before him. They grinned at each other and embraced, kissing passionately as their breasts pressed together, smearing his warm cum into their skin.

Steve dropped to his knees and kissed each of them passionately, then looked at Angie, concern in his eyes.

“Are you ok, baby?”

She smiled and nodded, noting Michelle was giving her the same look. “I’m fine, but I think I’ll need some recovery time before we do that again!” She grinned and Michelle stifled a giggle. Angie took her hand, her face serious and her eyes wide. “Oh my god, Michelle. You have got to try that!”

Michelle looked over at Steve, who shrugged sheepishly, and nodded. “Ok, maybe later.” She looked at her watch. “We better get cleaned up. Kristi and Jake should be here soon.”

They all walked over to the creek and waded in, splashing and playing as they washed the evidence of their wild afternoon from their skin. Hopefully, the rest of the camping trip would be even wilder.

sunkinodaps
10-26-2008, 08:17 PM
Loved the story... Got me there twice

Cooper12
10-26-2008, 10:35 PM
One of the most well written stories I have ever read, it could compete with famous publications. The storytelling is so vivid, and the plot keeps you going even after you have shot your load! Kudos!

angelwings03
10-27-2008, 02:10 AM
this story just keeps getting better and better. you are a master storyteller bj.

zCoolx
10-29-2008, 08:31 AM
looking forward to the continuation, enjoying it thanks bj

sunkinodaps
10-29-2008, 08:06 PM
wow still more. This is a great read

Grey13
10-30-2008, 09:52 PM
wow. just incredible!! this is easily my favorite story so far. I love how you actually take the time to build up the story

BJ Cortland
11-18-2008, 04:41 PM
Chapter 58

Kristi slowly set the receiver back in the cradle and stared up at the posters on her bedroom wall. The call had been from Jake to tell her that his grandmother was taken to the hospital and that he wouldn’t be able to go on the camping trip. He explained that the doctors didn’t think it was anything too serious, but they admitted her as a precaution and his mother insisted the whole family be there. He said he hoped to be back early enough to still join them, so he encouraged her to go without him. She told him she would, although she was having second thoughts.

The kiss with Michelle still haunted her, and not merely because she’d kissed another girl. She was trying to figure out why she did it, and why she didn’t resist when Michelle kissed her back with much more passion than her kiss. As hard as it was for her to admit it to herself, she did enjoy kissing her friend and maybe somewhere deep down she was afraid of what might happen if she went camping with her without Jake’s presence.

She sighed and stood up, glancing down at the clock. It was a little after five and she figured Michelle, Steve, and Angie were already there. That was another issue; her and Angie. She’d made the effort that morning to be civil with her for Michelle’s sake, and it seemed to go ok. Maybe she could form some kind of friendship with her after all. Michelle certainly liked her and she trusted Michelle’s judgment.

There was a light tap on her door and it pushed open, her mother’s face peering through the opening.

“Dinner will be in a few minutes, dear. Are you all ready for the sleepover?”

Kristi looked down at her backpack and sleeping bag lying on her bed. What the hell, she could trust herself, couldn’t she?

“Yes, I think so,” she replied, and followed her mother to the kitchen.

An hour later she was pedaling to the creek. She still felt a little hesitant about going without Jake, but from the way he spoke, she had a feeling he’d be making an appearance at some point and didn’t want to disappoint him by not being there.

She slowed and swung onto the path, carefully guiding her relatively fragile ten speed around the ruts, rocks, and tree roots until she reached the clearing. She knew of the path to the lesser used swimming hole, although she hadn’t used it since last summer. She located the start of the path and pushed her bike into the deep brush, then began the fifteen minute hike to the campsite.

As she walked along the narrow path, her thoughts once again drifted to her kiss with Michelle. She still couldn’t explain to herself why she’d done it, but she couldn’t deny it did give her a thrill. Maybe it was the idea that it was so taboo, or that finally giving in to Jake’s advances had caused her to loosen her strict morals. Whatever the reason, she had a feeling deep down in her stomach that something was going to happen on the camping trip, something which both frightened and excited her at the same time.

Voices suddenly became audible from somewhere up ahead of her and she recognized Michelle’s laughter among them. Taking a deep breath, she pushed through some branches and stepped into the clearing. Steve was standing over a green Coleman camp stove holding a spatula and wearing just a pair of khaki shorts. He was grinning at Michelle and Angie, who were laughing and trying to slip ice cubes from the cooler into one another’s bikinis. They all seemed to notice her presence at the same time and turned in her direction. Angie was lying on her stomach while Michelle squatted over her with her hand inside her bikini bottoms.

“Oh, hi Kristi!” Michelle called out, removing her hand but not trying to hide what they’d been doing. Steve and Angie also greeted her.

“Hi,” she replied, giving them a curious look. She dropped her backpack to the ground, deciding not to comment on their horseplay.

Steve looked past her. “Where’s Jake?”

She took a few steps in their direction, folding her arms under her breasts. “He isn’t coming.” She quickly explained what happened and that he might be by later.

“Bummer,” Michelle said, getting to her feet.

Angie stood up and went over to help Steve with the burgers. She turned to Kristi. “Want a burger? We have plenty.”

Kristi shook her head, smiling politely. “No thanks. I ate before I left home.”

Michelle came over and knelt beside her backpack, reaching for the rolled up tent. “Come on, I’ll help you with your tent.” They went over to a level area and began setting up the tent while Angie and Steve worked on the burgers, talking quietly to one another.

“Kristi’s looking good,” she was saying, stealing glances over her shoulder. Kristi was crawling around tapping stakes into the ground, her firm ass in her tight jean shorts pointed straight at them. Michelle looked over at them, caught Angie’s look and winked, grinning.

Steve nodded, flipping the burgers. “Sure, I guess.”

Angie didn’t say anything for almost a full minute, appearing deep in thought as the burgers spattered in the frying pan. Finally she spoke. “I wonder if Jake’s really getting her off in the sack?”

Steve was taking a drink and almost choked, although he knew Angie well enough to know she always spoke her mind. He coughed a couple of times then turned to her. “What?”

Angie shrugged. “You know, Jake was a virgin too, right?”

Steve nodded. “Yeah, so…?”

“So, virgins aren’t known for their sexual expertise and I was just thinking…”

“I was a virgin when you first seduced me,” he cut in, trying not to smile.

She fixed him with a knowing grin. “When I seduced you…right…” She gave him a playful slap. “I don’t recall you resisting too hard.” He laughed and shook his head. “And not every guy can be as good as you,” she added with a wink and a none too subtle grope of his groin. She looked back over at Michelle and Kristi as they began placing Kristi’s sleeping bag and other things in the tent. “I have an idea.”

Steve felt his stomach tighten. She had an idea. He had a pretty good idea just what her idea was. The last time she said that Michelle ended up in bed with them. Angie leaned in as the girls finished with the tent and began walking over. “Just follow my lead!” she whispered.

Michelle and Kristi came over as Angie was holding out the plate of buns for Steve to drop the burgers onto. They all took a seat around the fire pit and ate, with Angie and Michelle dominating the dinner conversation. They kept asking Kristi questions and before long all three of them were yakking away.

Steve sat quietly eating, his eyes falling on Kristi with a new outlook. She did look good in her short navel-baring t-shirt and tight cutoffs, and he knew if anyone could convince her to try group sex, it would be the two hotties sitting on either side of her. This could turn out to be an even more memorable night than he’d first anticipated. Three girls. He hoped he’d be up to the task.


Chapter 59

They finished eating and cleaned up the dishes, the tension in the atmosphere easing as the drinks flowed. While the girls poured fresh drinks, Steve worked on the campfire. It was only 7:30 and would be light for a while yet, but it wouldn’t feel like they were camping without a fire. The girls came over and sat around as he fanned the tiny flame until the kindling began to snap and crackle, then he added a few larger sticks before sitting down next to Angie. Michelle sat to their right while Kristi sat across from them. She seemed a little distant and wary, even though she participated in the conversation. It looked like Angie and Michelle had their work cut out for them if they hoped to include her in the nights activities.

For a while, the conversation revolved around the upcoming school year and aside from Steve slipping his arm around Angie, there was no reference to sex. At least not at first.

They were on their third round of drinks when things began to get interesting. The sun had set and Angie went over to the tent and returned with one of Steve’s plaid work shirts over her bikini. Michelle mentioned she was getting chilled too and went to put something on. When she returned wearing a t-shirt, she sat next to Kristi on the opposite log. When she bent over to pick up her drink before sitting, Angie and Steve got a perfect view of her bare ass and pink labia under the t-shirt. She’d taken off her bikini and was dressed in nothing but the white t-shirt, which was long, but still barely covered her pussy!

Kristi appeared a little uncomfortable, but didn’t move as Michelle sat close enough that their legs were touching. Steve wondered if she’d also noticed Michelle’s state of undress. If she did, she wasn’t letting on that she did.

They continued talking, and gradually the talk turned to sex. They were good, changing the subject so subtly that even Steve was surprised at how easily they did it. He and Angie got up to refill their drinks and Michelle decided to try and get more out of Kristi about her and Jake’s sex life. Steve listened, amazed at how much in sync her and Angie seemed to be in the delicate game of seduction they were playing with the unsuspecting girl.

“So, how are things with you and Jake?” she asked, grinning and nudging Kristi. “Are ya gettin’ any?” The vodka was definitely becoming a factor, working its magic as conversation lubrication.

Kristi turned bright red, but she’d had a few drinks herself. She shrugged. “Sure.”

Michelle leaned in closer, so their faces were only a few inches apart. “Is he any good?” Kristi giggled nervously and their eyes met. “Is he as good a kisser as me?” Before Kristi could reply, she leaned in quickly and planted a kiss on her lips, then pulled back and laughed, taking another swallow of her drink.

Kristi was startled for a second, but as Steve and Angie took their seats, she regained her composure, her fingers touching her lips. “Michelle, …please!”

Michelle laughed and put an arm around her, hugging her close. “Aw, don’t worry! Steve and Angie are cool! They won’t tell!”

Kristi felt her heart move into her throat as she allowed Michelle to hug her. While she was terrified of anyone finding out she’d kissed Michelle, something inside her wanted this closeness. Maybe even more than she was afraid of it becoming known. She tried to smile through her nervousness. “I know, but there’s no need to …” She let the sentence hang, not knowing what to say.

Angie smiled and got up, walked over and took a seat on the other side of her. Kristi swallowed hard and looked over at Steve, who was pretending to stir the embers in the fire. Angie and Michelle looked across Kristi at one another, then leaned in and kissed, their heads almost touching her tits. Unsure of what to do, Kristi just froze in place until they finally separated.

“See? No biggie!” Michelle said, grinning. “We do it all the time!”

That was when Kristi fully realized that Michelle had told them what had happened, despite her promise not to. She turned to Michelle, her eyes blazing. “You promised! You promised you wouldn’t tell anyone!”

Angie reached out and lay a hand over Kristi’s. “It’s ok, Kristi. We won’t say a word. We have a pact amongst ourselves not to tell what we do, and you’re a part of that now. Your secret is safe.”

Kristi turned to her, her eyes still angry. Angie simply gave her that angelic smile that made Steve’s will power evaporate and it seemed to have the same effect on Kristi. She relaxed a bit and Michelle reached up and touched her cheek, causing her to turn back to her.

“I’m so sorry, Kristi. It’s just we’re so close that it was something I couldn’t keep from them.” She looked over at Angie, placing her hand on hers and Kristi’s. “Lovers don’t keep secrets, and I don’t want to keep any secrets from them…” She smiled and met Kristi’s eyes. “…or from you.”

Kristi swallowed hard as she searched Michelle’s eyes, her mind finally seizing on what she was saying. Her body trembled, but she wasn’t cold. On the contrary, she suddenly felt very warm. She finally found her voice.

“I…I can’t…do this…” she mumbled, pushing them away and standing up. She met Michelle’s eyes again. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, and walked way toward the path. Angie looked over at Steve.

“Go,” she hissed, jerking her head in the direction Kristi went, “Go get her!”

Unsure of what he could do, Steve got up and ran after her, catching up to her just a few yards into the darkening woods. “Kristi! Wait, please!”

She surprised him by stopping and turning to face him as he trotted up to her. She looked past him to the campfire to where Michelle and Angie sat talking and looking their way.

“Steve, I’m sorry…I tried, but…this is…this is too much,” she said in an almost apologetic tone. “I mean…I…” She broke off, unable to put her confused thoughts into words.

“Hey, it’s all right,” he said, instinctively spreading his arms. She once again surprised him by falling against him, holding him tight and sobbing softly. “Shhh…it’s ok,” he whispered, stroking her hair.

They remained like that for what seemed a long time before he felt her grip ease. Even still, it was another moment before she pulled her face from his chest and looked up at him, wiping her eyes.

“I’m sorry. You must think I’m just a silly kid,” she said, sniffing back her tears.

He smiled and shook his head. “Don’t be ridiculous. Not everyone is as…” he searched for the right words. “…is as open as those two to new things. If it’s not for you, fine. At least you can say you tried.” He grinned, then added, “Of course, you may not want to say anything about it!”

She let out a short laugh as she dabbed at her eyes with a tissue. “That’s just it…I mean, I am curious. At least I thought I was. I just thought it would be like it was with Jake.” She looked up at him. Even in the gathering darkness he could see the confusion on her face and in her eyes. “At first, I was so scared with him, but then, once we got started…” She shrugged, “…it wasn’t so bad.” Then she snorted a humorless laugh and looked down. “Not that it was that great either.”

Steve swallowed hard. This was the opening he needed. But was he willing to take action? After all, she was in a pretty fragile state right now, and a little drunk to boot. She looked up at him and he could almost read her thoughts as her eyes met his. It was like she was waiting for him to make his move. Before he realized he was doing it, the words were coming out.

“Uh, so…things aren’t that great?”

She shrugged, but her eyes only left his for one blink. “I mean, it feels good, but not…well, it’s just that…before I can really feel anything, he’s all finished.” She looked down, as if ashamed she was having this conversation with him. He was a friend, after all, but girls didn’t discuss things like this with guys. Especially guys they had a crush on.

Steve absorbed this, nodding thoughtfully. Kristi continued to avoid his eyes, studying the tissue clutched in her hands. She could have walked away at that point and he probably would have let her, but she didn’t. After a moment, he reached out and took her hands in his. She looked up at him, her face pale in the dim flickering light from the distant campfire.

“Would you like me to…to show you?” he asked.

Kristi swallowed a huge lump, her eyes flitting in the direction of the camp. “What about…”

Steve interrupted her. “She told me if I could help, it was ok with her.” He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. “Besides, her and Michelle are probably already going at it.”

Kristi took in a deep breath and held it for a long moment before releasing it. She could feel the warmth of his hands on hers and it felt nice, very nice. She looked up at him. “Are you sure?”

“Well, she may want to be there.” He felt her hands tighten on his. “Not necessarily to participate, but she may want to watch. Would that be too weird?”

Kristi seemed hesitant again and he pulled her closer, tilting her head back. As they moved together, she felt herself melting into him, and when their lips met, she knew she had to have him. If his girlfriends wanted to watch, so be it. She needed him; needed to feel what Angie and Michelle felt; needed to feel like a woman.

They remained there for several minutes, kissing deeply, their tongues exploring one another. Finally Steve pulled away and took her hand. “Come on.”

She let him lead her back to the camp and as they emerged from the trees, they saw that Steve’s guess was right. Michelle was lying on the grass next to the fire with Angie lying half on top of her, with her t-shirt pushed up over her naked hips and Angie’s hand between her legs. They were kissing hungrily and Michelle was rocking her pelvis against Angie’s probing fingers.

Angie broke off the kiss and looked up as Steve and Kristi came into the firelight hand-in-hand. She grinned widely. “Hi guys!” Michelle reached up and pulled her mouth back to hers and they resumed their animated make-out session as if no one else was around.

Kristi watched in stunned silence as the two girls rolled around in one another’s arms. While she’d seen them kiss before, it was nothing this open and it was a little shocking to see her best friend with another girl. She could see Angie’s fingers driving in and out of Michelle’s glistening pussy and it did arouse something in her, although she couldn’t explain why. She was attracted to Michelle and disgusted by her attraction at the same time. What the hell was wrong with her, anyway?

She felt a tugging on her arm and looked up to see Steve urging her over to another soft grassy area on the other side of the fire from the girls. She allowed him to lead her over to it and offered no resistance when he pulled her close and resumed the kiss they’d began in the woods. It was a little awkward kissing him while the others were so close. Even though she’d made out before at parties where several couples were necking in the same room, never before had it been quite like this. However, she soon lost herself in his warm kiss and almost forgot about the lesbian lovemaking taking place only a few feet away.

Before long, she felt Steve’s hands move down her back and begin caressing her under her t-shirt. She sighed into his mouth and slipped her hands inside the thin button-up shirt he was wearing. His skin was hot and her fingers traced over his taught muscles, bringing her excitement to a whole new level. When she felt him tugging upward on her shirt, she lifted her arms without hesitation so he could pull it off. She still wore her bikini under it and shivered in the cool night air as his hands resumed their gentle exploration of her body.

Taking a cue from him, she returned her hands to his bare chest inside his shirt and moved them up over his pecs and across his hard nipples, pushing it over his shoulders. He shrugged it off and pulled her close, his warm skin pressing against hers. She trembled at the touch of her skin meeting his and longed to feel her bare breasts touching him. Finding courage she didn’t know she had, she reached behind her back and undid her bikini top, pulling it free and dropping it to the ground next to her shirt. She smiled up at him and kissed him again, pressing her hard nipples against the hot skin of his hard chest. It felt so good!

As they kissed, she felt his cock pressing against her leg through his shorts. Her heart really began to hammer and she felt down until her hand touched it, moving along its length, then back up, stroking it over his shorts. She felt him moan into her mouth and that encouraged her to release the button of his shorts, then unzip them and free his stiff shaft. As her hand closed around it, he groaned even louder and that turned her on more than anything she’d ever done before, including giving her virginity to Jake. It made her want to make him feel even better and before she knew she’d done it, she was on her knees before him yanking his shorts down. She stared at his hard cock before her eyes and reached up to take it in her hand, pumping it slowly.

Steve looked down at her and as their eyes met, she leaned in and snaked her tongue out, licking the tip. He inhaled a sharp breath and moaned, urging her to keep going. She did it again, and again, then pressed her lips against the soft head and took him into her mouth, watching his reaction. He threw his head back and lay a hand on her head, gently urging her to take him deeper. She did, until she had over half of it in her hot little mouth. She began to pump it in and out, her hand pumping him at the same time, until his moans became louder.

She was really getting into it, amazed at how much she was enjoying it. She was also impressed that he was able to hold off this long. Jake would have already shot his load by now. She sensed someone nearby and pulled off to see Michelle kneeling next to her.

“Can I have a taste, too?” she asked, taking Steve’s cock in her hand before leaning in and swallowing it almost whole.

Kristi watched her in stunned amazement, her mind swirling. This was wrong, so wrong; but so fucking hot!

A hand on her bare shoulder caused her to turn and see a naked Angie kneeling on her other side. She couldn’t help but look down at her large, firm tits and the delicate curves of her sexy body. When she looked back up into her eyes, she felt herself moving in almost as if someone else were controlling her body. Their lips met and Angie’s hand gripped the back of her head, grasping her hair as she snaked her tongue into Kristi’s mouth. The kiss was hot, sexy, and would have made her legs wobbly if they’d been standing. She couldn’t believe that kissing another girl was having this effect on her!

After a moment, Angie released her lips and exchanged a look with Steve. Michelle was still sucking his cock as if it were the source of some life-giving fluid. She turned Kristi’s face back to hers and smiled.

“Do you want to fuck him, baby?” Angie’s grin widened. “Because it would be so fucking hot to watch him pound you until you scream in pleasure!” Kristi could only stare for a few long seconds before nodding dumbly. Angie kissed her again. “Good. Then maybe you’ll let me clean you up afterward!”

She stood up and reached out for Kristi’s hands. Kristi took them and allowed the naked blonde to pull her to her feet. She turned her to face Steve, who was watching them while Michelle’s mouth continued to work on his cock. Angie reached around from behind the petite brunette and fondled her firm breasts for a few seconds before moving her hands down to unfasten her shorts. As Angie knelt down to remove her shorts and bikini bottoms, Steve took Kristi’s tits in his hand and slowly rubbed her stiff nipples, effectively distracting her from what Angie was doing.

Angie finished removing Kristi’s clothes and stood up. Michelle gave Steve’s cock one final lick, then stood up with them. She smiled at Kristi, then kissed her and allowed Steve to take her into his arms. Kristi could feel his erection pressing against her bare thigh while female hands caressed her back and ass cheeks. It was all so surreal and exciting on a level she’d never dreamt possible and she found herself completely caught up in the moment.

When Steve gently pushed her to her knees, then onto her back on the cool, soft grass, she offered no resistance. She wanted this; wanted it like she’d never wanted anything before. And even though her initial reaction had been negative, she realized she wanted Angie and Michelle there almost as much.

She lay back and looked up at Steve as he pushed her legs apart and knelt between them, his rock-hard cock bobbing over her wet, swollen pussy. He started to go down on her, first kissing her breasts and suckling on her nipples before moving lower. But she stopped him.

“Please…just f…fuck me…,” she pleaded, “I can’t take it any longer!”

He smiled and nodded. “Whatever you want, honey.”

He leaned forward, pressing his body against hers and kissing her hard. She felt his hard cock touching her slit, then rubbing along it, eliciting a gasp from her. He lifted his hips and she felt the tip pressing against her swollen labia, then parting them and slipping into her. She moaned loudly and pulled her lips from his, throwing her head back. Slowly, he pushed further into her hot wetness, causing her to roll her head from side to side. When he was all the way in, he slowly withdrew, then repeated his slow entry.

She felt like this was her first time all over again, it was so exquisite. Jake had been fun, and it felt good, but he didn’t have Steve’s experience and there was no comparison between them. She knew almost right away that this was going to result in a massive orgasm and wanted to relish every second of it.

As Steve began to establish a rhythm, she moved with him, matching his strokes. His cock seemed to go deeper than Jake’s had and was touching her in ways she’d never felt before. She held him tight, her legs wrapped around him and fingers clawing at his back. It was feeling so good she never wanted him to stop. But after a few minutes he began to slow his thrusts, then suddenly withdrew.

She looked up at him in surprise. He didn’t cum, she would have felt that. Why did he pull out? He smiled down at her and grasped her hips.

“Turn over,” he said.

Not knowing what he had in mind, she rolled over onto her stomach and allowed him to pull her onto all fours. She was about to ask what he was doing when he moved against her ass and she felt his cock pushing against her dripping pussy once again. With a gasping sigh, she felt him enter her again, satisfying her sudden inexplicable need for cock. He began to move again and she was surprised to find this felt even better than before, like he was able to touch on some different pleasure spots from this angle.

She was starting to really get into it when she felt his hand grab her by the hair and give her a firm tug.

“Sit up more,” he gasped.

She pushed herself up higher on her arms until her back arched. “Oh fuck…” she moaned. He was still holding her hair and it made her even more turned on.

She felt someone moving under her and looked down to see Michelle’s face under hers. Before she could react, her face disappeared under her and she found herself looking straight down into her friend’s pink pussy. Then it happened.

Something wet and warm touched her clit and she almost howled in pleasure. As Michelle’s tongue teased her already throbbing clit, Steve continued to fuck her and she felt her entire body start to tingle and vibrate. Steve was moving faster and although it must have been difficult, Michelle’s mouth seemed to remain on her swollen clit most of the time. She opened her eyes and looked down into Michelle’s wet, bare twat. She could smell her arousal and could almost picture herself leaning down…it wasn’t that far…how bad could it be?

She could feel herself approaching orgasm, her body shaking under the double assault of Steve’s cock and Michelle’s tongue. She forgot about licking her friend’s pussy as every muscle tightened and she groaned loudly as she felt her climax building.

“Ohh, fffuckk…..!”

Suddenly she felt her body tense and a huge wave of orgasmic pleasure enveloped her. Her tight pussy tightened even more and squeezed the cock that filled it as she cried out, her eyes squeezed shut. Steve thrust all the way in and held there. She felt a warm wetness flood her vagina just as her body began to jerk uncontrollably as she released, cumming hard over and over until she could barely support herself. Michelle had mercifully stopped her cunnilingus and moved away, leaving her to shudder and shake through wave after wave of pleasure.

When her orgasms finally eased, she collapsed to the grass and felt Steve’s cock slip out of her sloppy pussy. A feeling of peaceful serenity filled her. All was good, and she was completely satisfied.




Chapter 60


Angie sat back on the grass watching her two lovers fuck the shit out of the hapless Kristi, her hand between her spread legs as she fingered herself. She couldn’t believe how much it turned her on to see Steve pounding another girl and wondered if he had the same reaction to watching her get fucked by Artie.

As they began to move faster, she noted that Michelle seemed to be having some difficulty maintaining contact with Kristi’s pussy. As for Kristi, she was lost in the sensations, her eyes closed and only making little grunting noises each time Steve’s cock plowed into her. Her own pussy was dripping and she knew when Steve came, the sight of it happening would set her off as well. It wouldn’t have been difficult for her to get off at almost any time, but she was trying to time her orgasm with his.

Steve’s movements became halting and his face was screwed into a grimace as he fought to hold back until the last possible second. Angie felt her own orgasm suddenly very near and kept her eyes on Steve as her fingers circled and rubbed her hard, swollen little clit. When he drove in and let out a long groan, she thrust two fingers in and felt her own pressure build to the boiling point then release with a flood of warm radiance, her clit throbbing and her pussy tightening on her fingers. Through her hazy vision, she watched Steve’s body jerk and spasm as he deposited his load deep inside Kristi’s hot cunt. She had an odd thought then, wondering just how long he’d wanted to do that to her during the times they’d dated.

As her orgasm waned, she noticed Michelle kneeling before Kristi, watching her and Steve, then moving her eyes to her. She grinned at her and Angie couldn’t help the feeling of desire for the sexy brunette. She lifted her cum soaked fingers and beckoned her over. Michelle immediately crawled over to her, leaned in for a quick kiss, then took Angie’s wet fingers into her mouth and sucked on them until she’d cleaned all of her sweet cum from them.

Angie watched her mouth working on her fingers and it was making her hot all over again. She leaned in to kiss her and Michelle pulled her lips from her fingers and kissed her hard, their tongues snaking into one another’s mouth. They lay back, Michelle’s naked body laying on Angie’s, and began to caress one another as the kiss progressed.

Kristi couldn’t believe the intensity of her orgasms. She lost count of how many - two, three, …more - they all seemed to run together after a while. Her body felt weak and when Steve finally let his softening cock slip from her wet hole, she simply collapsed to the grass, panting for air. She could feel their mixed juices seeping from her tortured vagina but didn’t bother to make any attempt to clean it. The grass was cool and soft on her overheated skin and for the time being she simply wanted to lie there and enjoy the feeling of complete and utter satisfaction.

She was aware of someone next to her and opened her eyes to see Steve’s face peering at her. His back was to the fire, leaving his face shadowed, but she could see the look of concern in his eyes.

“Kristi? Are you ok? Did I hurt you?”

She shook her head, then realized she was drooling and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “No…no, not at all. That was…that was…” Her foggy mind wasn’t able to come up with the words she needed to describe the best sex she’d ever experienced in the short time she’d been doing it. True, Jake wasn’t what she would have called an amazing lover, even though he’d been her only lover before this. And she knew enough about sex to know there had to more to it than what he was giving her. But this - this was so much more than she’d imagined. Steve seemed to know what to do and when; there was no awkward fumbling or premature ejaculation. Just pure pleasure.

She came out of her thoughts to see Steve was still watching her intently and she smiled at him. “That was really good, Steve.” An understatement, yes, but it was all she could think of to say.

He reached out a hand and she took it, allowing him to help her to a sitting position. She felt another warm surge of cum leak from her pussy lips and run down over her exposed anus. Steve passed her a towel and she accepted it gratefully, parting her legs and dabbing at her tender labia. Even now, after the sex was over, he still seemed to know what she needed and was there to help her.

“You’re sure you’re ok?” he asked again, his eyes locked on hers.

She nodded and dropped the wet towel to the grass. “I’m fine, but thanks for asking.” A noise caught her attention and she looked over to see Angie and Michelle watching them. Angie had her head resting against one of the backpacks and Michelle was leaning over her chest, kissing and sucking on her nipples.

“You looked like you were having fun, Kristi,” Angie said with a smile as her hand caressed Michelle’s head. She looked over at Steve. “Isn’t he a great fuck?”

Kristi nodded, but didn’t say anything. All this open group sex was still making her a little uncomfortable, despite what she’d just done. Angie and Michelle, on the other hand, didn’t appear to have any issues at all, continuing their make-out session while they watched as if they were just sitting around the fire talking.

Michelle lifted her head from Angie’s breasts. “I’m glad you’re here, Kristi. This has become a big part of my life and I really want to share it with you.”

Angie smiled and nodded in agreement. “We kind of got off on the wrong foot, but I think we can be friends.” Her smile widened. “Really close friends!”

Kristi felt her face getting warm, but the truth was, she was starting to like Angie now that they were on slightly more intimate terms. Maybe she’d been more jealous of her and Steve than she realized and now that Angie was willing to share him, her animosity evaporated. Whatever the reason, it did feel nice to be part of the group again.

She returned Angie’s smile. “I’d like that, Angie.”

Angie’s face lit up and Michelle practically beamed. She gave Angie’s nipples one last suckle, then stood up and eyed Steve. “I believe it’s my turn next!”

Steve’s eyebrows shot up and he looked down at his now flaccid penis, then back to Michelle. “Holy fuck, Michelle! I’m not a machine!”

Michelle and Angie began laughing and even Kristi’s face broke into a smile. Michelle took a few steps toward him, her long legs nimbly stepping over the firewood and around Kristi until she stood before Steve. She licked her lips and placed a finger between them, sucking it into her mouth. Then she began to rub it around her hard nipple, closing her eyes and sighing as if it were the most erotic sensation she’d ever felt. Her other hand dropped to her stomach, then slid lower until she reached her clit. As Steve watched, she began to rub herself, moaning and undulating her hips in a very sensuous way. She opened her eyes and met Steve’s, knowing full well the effect she was having on him. The look of pure animalistic lust in her eyes was mirrored in his.

She took his hand and replaced hers at her wet snatch, then grasped his cock in hers. She began to rub it slowly, moving down and squeezing his balls as she coaxed him back to life. Before too long, she could feel his cock start to grow hard in her hand and she dropped to her knees, taking him all the way into her warm wet mouth. Wet slurping sounds could be heard over the fire as she used all of her cock-sucking knowledge to make him hard again.

He was responding rapidly, and after a few minutes of this she was no longer able to fit his entire cock in. He was moving with her now, rocking his hips and holding her head in place, effectively fucking her mouth. Michelle loved it; the feeling of being totally dominated made her even hornier than she already was.

Her fingers were back in her wet slit since she’d started sucking his cock and she now felt an orgasm building to its release. She worked harder on his cock, sucking on the head like a popsicle and moving her tongue all over the soft spongy tip. Just as she came, she took him in as deep as she dared, almost gagging herself. She cried out, her scream muffled by the hard cock that filled her mouth, whimpering as her body vibrated with the sensations.

When she stopped cumming, she pulled his cock from her mouth and looked up at him. “I need you to fuck me hard. Now.”

Without waiting for a response, she got to her feet and went over to a nearby tree. She bent over and grabbed a thick branch on either side of the trunk, then looked back over her shoulder at him.

“Come on, I want it now!”

Steve was already moving, he didn’t have to be told twice. Her desire for rough sex turned him on as well and he couldn’t wait to sink his cock into her tight snatch. He walked up to her and grabbed her by the waist, aiming his hard cock at her swollen pink hole. Without saying a word, he pressed it to her cunt, then drove all the way in without hardly pausing.

Michelle gasped and let out a low whimper, gripping the tree branches tight as he drew back and rammed home again. Her entire body shook from the force of his thrusts and as he began to slam into her again and again, she began a low wailing cry that seemed to come from somewhere deep in the pit of her stomach. She pushed back to meet his thrusts, feeling another orgasm not far off. As if knowing what her wants were, Steve reached up with one hand and wrapped her long hair in it, then pulled back, forcing her to raise her head and arch her back.

He drove all the way and held there, leaning in close to her ear. “You like this? Do you like being my whore?”

She didn’t know where that had come from, but she loved it. “Oh…yes…I’m your whore…fuck me, please!”

He pulled out, then drove back in, resuming the fast-paced fucking. Their skin slapped together and mixed with their grunts and moans. She felt the tingle start, then grow in her belly. Her body tensed and she could hear Steve’s grunts getting louder as her pussy contracted on his cock. Then she felt the fire grow; the pressure building to the point where she had to release it or explode.

When she came, she screamed loud enough to make Steve pause, but when he realized it was a cry of pleasure, he resumed hammering her pulsating pussy. She moaned and shook, her legs barely able to support her weight. She was certain that if not for Steve’s cock skewering her, she would have crumpled to the ground; a pile of quivering flesh.

Eventually, he tired and pulled from her gaping snatch and when she turned to look back, she heard him say, “No! Keep your head down, you little slut! I’m not through with you yet!”

As if preprogrammed to obey him, she lowered her head, waiting on wobbly legs for whatever else he had planned. She was panting hard, for that had been one of the best orgasms she could ever remember having. Whether it was the dirty talk, her own heightened state of arousal from her submissive posture, or a combination of the two, she couldn’t say. All she knew was that she was going to need some serious recovery time after he was done with her.

She heard someone whispering behind her but when she moved her head to see who it was, a strong hand pushed it back down. A few seconds later, she felt a cool, slippery substance being applied to her asshole, a substance she immediately recognized from earlier in the day when Steve had butt fucked Angie!

“Now, my little whore, you’re really going to get fucked!” Steve’s lips brushed against her ear and her heart pounded at the idea of having him anally fuck her. Before she could respond, she felt his hard cock pressing against her back door, persistent and big. Too big. This couldn’t work, she wouldn’t be able to take him in there.

She tried to turn around again, but this time she stopped herself as he applied more pressure and she felt her anus stretching to take him in.

Chapter 61

Angie settled back against the backpack and watched as Michelle worked to bring Steve’s cock back into the game. She obviously loved giving head; it was clear from her enthusiastic embrace and animated movements. She glanced over at Kristi, who was picking through her discarded clothing and putting on her t-shirt. She noted with an inward smile that she hadn’t bothered to put on anything else.

Kristi smoothed her t-shirt over her naked skin and turned back to the others. Michelle was on her knees before Steve, and from the look on his face his cock was being well worked over by her mouth. She looked over at Angie, who was sitting on the grass, buck-naked, watching them. It was still a foreign concept to her how Angie could watch her boyfriend with another girl and not be jealous. On the contrary, she actually seemed to be turned on by it!

As she watched, Angie turned toward her and her face lit up in that amazing smile. She patted the grass next to her and motioned for Kristi to come sit. With another glance over at Steve and Michelle, she picked up her drink and went over to sit with Angie, deciding to just let the night unfold as it may.

She settled down next to Angie and for a few moments they simply watched as Michelle finished bringing Steve back to life, then moved over to the tree. As they began to fuck, Angie’s hand slid onto Kristi’s knee and began a soft caress up her thigh. Kristi tensed at first, then relaxed as her soft fingers moved up under her t-shirt and closer to her hot pussy.

“That is so fucking sexy,” Angie murmured, her eyes locked on Steve and Michelle.

Kristi looked over at her, then up at the two lovers fucking harder and harder. She could hear Steve calling her a whore and see him pulling her hair. Kristi remembered how hot it had been when he’d pulled hers and felt her pussy leak a little at the thought. Christ, she was still fucking horny!

Angie suddenly sat up and reached into her backpack, her naked breasts quivering. She fumbled through it, then pulled out a tube of something and a condom. She grinned at Kristi. “Come on! I have an idea!” She jumped up and began walking over to Steve and Michelle, pausing to turn and beckoning Kristi to come too.

Half reluctantly, Kristi stood and followed her over to where Steve was pounding hard at Michelle’s slippery pussy. From her cries and moans, it was obvious to both of them she’d just experienced a series of huge orgasms and Angie stepped up next to Steve as he slowed his thrusts. She leaned up and whispered into his ear, then showed him the tube and condom. Kristi stopped a few feet away and watched as Steve grinned and nodded.

Michelle raised her head to look back, but Steve thrust it back down. Kristi heard him growl, “No! Keep your head down, you little slut! I’m not through with you yet!” Angie then opened the tube and squeezed some of the gel onto her fingers before applying it to what looked like Michelle’s asshole. As she did that, Steve tore open the condom and rolled it onto his thick, hard cock. Kristi took a few steps closer, her curiosity getting the better of her. It was making her hot watching Steve put the condom on and she wondered just what they were up to.

Steve finished with the condom and Michelle was looking back nervously while Angie stroked her back and watched as Steve took up his position behind her once again. His hand entwined in Michelle’s long hair and he leaned in close to her head, whispering something Kristi couldn’t make out. Then he straightened back up and grasped his cock, aiming it at Michelle’s tiny, puckered asshole! He wouldn’t!

Kristi heard herself gasp as she moved closer and watched Steve’s condom covered cock push against Michelle’s rosebud. Angie looked up at her, winked, then looked back down at Steve’s attempt to anally fuck her friend. Kristi couldn’t believe what she was witnessing! Michelle braced herself and she began to moan as Steve pushed harder, gripping her waist and grunting.

Angie continued to caress Michelle’s bare back and leaned in, whispering to her. Suddenly, Michelle cried out, startling Kristi. Steve sighed and she noticed that the tip of his cock was in her ass! Angie was whispering encouraging words and stroking Michelle’s hair while Steve paused, allowing her to get used to his cock.

As if on auto pilot, Kristi found herself standing on the other side of Michelle’s bent body, her eyes glued to the hard cock penetrating her asshole. Steve and Angie looked at her and smiled, but said nothing. As she watched, Michelle’s head bobbed and she hard her whisper “Ok”. Steve gripped her waist and pushed further into her, causing her to wail softly.

Kristi watched this taking place in sort of a haze. It was wrong, so wrong, but like everything else on this strange evening, it was somehow turning her on. Before long, Steve’s cock was almost all the way in and Michelle was pleading with him not to go any deeper. He withdrew, then pushed back in. Michelle cried out and gripped the branches so tight her knuckles were turning white.

Angie leaned over her. “Are you ok, baby? Do you want him to stop?”

Michelle shook her head vehemently. “Fuck!…N…no!…Ahhhh! Holy fuck! It…fuck! …It feels…uhhh…so fucking good!” She gasped and dropped her head between her arms as Steve drove into her tight ass. Kristi could only watch in stunned silence as her best friend was corn-holed before her eyes - and seemed to be loving it!

Angie was fascinated watching Michelle get anally reamed but she found her attention being drawn to Kristi, who seemed to be in a state of shock over what she was witnessing. But she was watching. As Steve and Michelle worked into a rhythm, Angie moved around Steve and over to Kristi, taking up a position behind her. She placed one hand on her shoulder and the other on her hip, causing her to start, but when she saw who it was, she smiled briefly before turning her attention back to Steve and Michelle.

“Does that really feel good?” she asked as Michelle cried out in what was clearly a gasp of pleasure.

“Oh yes,” Angie whispered in her ear. She moved the hand on her hip under her shirt and up to cup her breast, gently pinching the hard nipple she discovered. “It feels fucking amazing!” Kristi felt her body tremble as Angie’s fingers rolled her hard nipple between them and her warm breath filled her ear. “I want to lick my boyfriend’s cum from your pussy. Will you let me?”

Something about her sultry voice and the way her fingers teased her hard little nub made Kristi’s knees weaken and the thought of the sexy blonde licking her pussy was suddenly very appealing. The breathy voice returned to her ear.

“After all, I let you fuck him. And you never know…you might just like the way I eat pussy. I know Michelle does.”

Kristi felt her pussy getting warm and a dribble of moisture leaked down her inner thigh, but she made no response. She wanted to say yes, but somehow couldn’t find her voice. She felt Angie’s other hand slip between her legs and she parted her lips in an almost silent gasp as her fingers located her wet slit.

“Hmm…what have we here?” Angie’s finger withdrew from her dampness and she turned her to face her. “I think you want me, Kristi.” She held up her wet finger. “You can’t hide your true desires.” She placed the finger on her lips and rubbed it in, then sucked it into her mouth and made a big production of cleaning the remnants of her and Steve’s mixed juices from it. She pulled it out and licked her lips, smiling. “Come with me.”

Kristi watched as Angie took her hand and led her over by the fire, then kissed her softly before gently pushing her to her knees on the grass. Angie dropped to her knees before her and placed her hands on her cheeks, meeting her eyes. “I’m going to show you how two women make love, baby.”

She moved in and planted a big kiss on Kristi’s lips, and before she realized she was doing it, she found herself returning the passionate kiss hungrily. Angie pulled her close, her arms embracing the trembling girl lovingly as their kiss intensified. So far this was going well, but she had to do this carefully to keep from spooking the nervous girl.

They kissed for several minutes as the grunts and moans from the other side of the fire intensified. Finally, Angie pulled back and smiled as her hands reached for the hem of Kristi’s t-shirt. As their eyes met, Kristi raised her arms to allow her to pull it up and over her head, once again leaving the petite brunette naked.

Angie tossed the shirt aside and let her eyes move over Kristi’s naked body before settling on her eyes. She leaned in and kissed her again, but this time she put her hands on her shoulders and slowly urged her onto her back, straddling her and lowering her own wet pussy to Kristi’s flat stomach. Her breasts swung over Kristi’s face and she smiled as she felt her lips touch them, hesitantly at first, then with more confidence as she found her erect nipples and began to suckle on them.

“Mmmm…yes…that’s good, Kristi!” she moaned, rubbing her snatch along her firm stomach. She moved lower, until she felt her labia rubbing on Kristi’s hard clit and a gasp of pleasure came from somewhere under her. She smiled. Despite her earlier misgivings, the once hesitant girl certainly seemed to be warming up to this.

After several minutes of tribbing and letting Kristi suck her breasts, Angie couldn’t wait any longer. She needed to taste this sexy thing. She pulled her heavy tits from Kristi’s mouth and smiled down at her before moving in for another kiss. She lowered her body until their breasts pressed together and their tongues met in a passionate dance. Then she began kissing Kristi’s neck, her chest, and her beautiful nipples.

Kristi sighed and caressed Angie’s hair as she moved lower, kissing down her belly and tonguing her belly button. She needed no prompting and parted her long legs wide as Angie slid lower. She wanted this, there was no point in denying it. Tomorrow may be full of regrets, but tonight knew no limits.

Angie moved lower, breathing in the musky scent of Kristi’s aroused pussy. She trimmed, but wasn’t completely shaven and she blew softly on her soft little bush. Kristi squirmed under her, pushing upward in an attempt to force her lips to her wet snatch. Angie brought her hand to her slit and rubbed it, eliciting a gasp from the squirming girl. She pushed it between her lips and into the warm wetness and was rewarded with a groan.

Barely able to curb her own desires, she licked her lips and spread Kristi’s tiny slit open to reveal the wet pink flesh inside. She could smell the musky scent of female arousal mingled with the familiar scent of her man’s cum and her own desires leapt exponentially. She moved closer, covering her labia with her mouth and driving her tongue deep into the sweet honey-pot.

Kristi moaned and thrust her hips upward as Angie’s mouth closed on her excited pussy and her tongue darted inside. “Oh god…yesss…!” she breathed. She felt her juices start to flow even more as Angie’s hot tongue lapped inside her, licking and teasing her sensitive flesh as her lips rubbed against her clit. This was so fucking hot! It was almost as if Angie could read her mind and knew exactly what to do to turn her on. She was pressing all the right buttons and Kristi felt her body electrify as she was brought closer and closer to the brink of orgasm.

Angie happily munched on the pretty little girl’s sweet cunt, relishing the taste and her intense reaction. She lifted her face, her chin wet with pussy juice and grinned. “Mmm…you taste good!”

Before Kristi could react, she was back down and licking again, causing her to cry out with pleasure. She gripped the grass on either side of her, ripping it from the ground as she felt herself moving closer and closer to release at the hands of the pretty blonde. Was this really happening? Was she actually having sex with a girl? And liking it?! The chorus of “I Kissed a Girl” kept going through her head as her body shook and trembled until she couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Ohhh…fuck…!” she gasped as her muscles tensed. Angie almost seemed to sense she was about to explode and redoubled her efforts, her tongue darting in and out. Kristi tried to lift her head and look down, but gave up and dropped it to the ground as her body began to tingle, then shudder uncontrollably. She opened her mouth but no sound came out and suddenly she felt a wave of pleasure erupt and surge through her, unstoppable and beyond description.

Angie recognized Kristi’s body language and the increase in vaginal fluids as a prelude to her orgasm. She loved when a girl came while she was going down on her and the taste of her cum. When Kristi finally let herself cum, she was rewarded with a gush of sweeter juices which she lapped up hungrily. Kristi began to buck under her and she knew her clit was becoming extremely sensitive but she didn’t want to stop eating her sweet little pussy. Finally, she felt hands pushing on her head and knew Kristi had reached the point where it was starting to hurt so she reluctantly lifted her drenched face from her dripping cunt and smiled up at the convulsing girl before crawling up on top of her.

Kristi’s spasming body began to relax as soon as Angie released her pussy and she felt herself sprawling out on the grass as Angie moved up so that her face was poised over hers. She opened her glazed eyes and looked up into her face, still wet with her pussy juice. Angie grinned and leaned down, kissing her. Kristi could taste the bitter-sweet taste of her own cum on Angie’s lips but had no energy to put up any resistance. Besides, it didn’t taste that bad. Actually, it was better than a guy’s cum tasted. Maybe there was something to this lesbian thing after all.

“Hey,” Angie said softly after they kissed.

Kristi managed a nervous smile. “Hey.”

Angie brushed her hair from her face and smiled sweetly. “So, what do you say? Want to join our little group?”

************

Michelle moaned as Steve’s cock pushed into her virgin asshole. The feeling was so unlike getting pussy fucked and at first had hurt so much she almost told him to stop. But she remembered Angie saying how good it felt and decided to stick it out for a bit. Now she was glad she did. Once she learned to relax and accept his cock, she found the pain was replaced by a wonderful feeling that was different than being vaginally fucked, but just as pleasurable.

She heard Steve grunting with the effort and tried to relax more. She felt him push in a little deeper and moaned, pushing back against him. Now that she was over her fear of anal, she wanted to feel all of him inside her, and they were almost there. She turned her head to look back at him.

“Oh…my…god! This …feels…so…good!” Each word was punctuated by an inward thrust and she could see the look of concentration on his face as he fought to remain in control.

“You’re so…fucking…tight!” he gasped, his face turning bright red.

He drove in again, and again, until she felt his pelvis against her ass cheeks and his balls swinging against her swollen pussy. He was all the way in! He continued to fuck her, working into a faster rhythm. Michelle reached under and began to finger her cunt as his cock reamed her tight ass. She felt herself start to cum almost as soon as she touched herself and pushed back hard against Steve.

“Oh…fuck…I’m cumming…!”

She began to squirm and felt her asshole tighten on his cock, holding it in place as her orgasm grew, then released in a kaleidoscope of colors on her closed eyelids. She was aware of him moaning as well but it just barely registered in her overloaded mind. She gurgled and groaned as her body shuddered and shook before finally easing enough that he was able to withdraw from her.

She felt him grab her shoulders and turn her to face him, her mind still dazed from the incredible orgasm. He pushed her to her knees before him and she saw that he had removed the condom and was stroking his still hard cock.

“…gonna cum all over your fucking face!” she heard him saying.

She looked up at him just as he threw his head back and his cock erupted, shooting hot white jism across her nose and mouth. She opened her mouth just as another shot spurted out, coating her lips and tongue. She closed her mouth and swallowed that load and he finished up by shooting the remainder onto her face and tits, leaving her a complete mess.

Steve finished and dropped to his knees in front of her, panting for breath. “H…holy shit, Michelle! Are you ok?”

She wiped a gob of cum from near her eye and nodded, grinning. “Fuck, yes! That was amazing!”

Just then, Angie came over and knelt next to them, grinning at Michelle. “Mmm…you look good enough to eat!” she laughed, licking some of Steve’s goo from her cheek.

Michelle giggled and looked up to see Kristi standing a few feet away, completely naked. “Wow, look at you!”

Kristi looked down and smiled nervously, her hands covering her breasts. Angie grinned.

“I think I showed Kristi just how much fun our little group can be, right babe?”

Kristi felt her face getting hot but nodded sheepishly. Michelle’s smile grew.

“Really? So, are you in?”

Kristi looked down at the three naked people sitting before her, all of them looking up at her expectantly. She grinned. “Yeah, I’m in.”

Michelle jumped up, her breasts bouncing and clapping her hands excitedly. “Yay!” She ran over and hugged Kristi tightly, their naked flesh pressing together. Kristi hesitated before embracing the naked girl, but eventually returned the hug warmly. Angie leaned against Steve and smiled, her hand caressing his thigh.

Kristi and Michelle pulled apart and Kristi looked down at the strings of semi-gelled semen connecting their breasts. Michelle put her hand to her mouth, stifling a giggle.

“Oops! I forgot! Sorry, Kristi!”

Angie laughed. “Looks like you two need a bath!”

Kristi looked up into Michelle’s eyes, then grinned, rubbing the sticky cum into her skin. “No big deal,” she said. “I’m sure it won’t be the last time that happens!”

Michelle took her hand. “C’mon, we can wash each other.” They started toward the creek. Angie and Steve looked at one another, then Angie called out to them.

“We’re going to call it a night. See you two in the morning, ok?” She gently rubbed her hand against Steve’s cock, which was once again showing signs of recovery. Hopefully, she’d be able to persuade him into one last fuck before they fell asleep. Michelle’s voice called back.

“Ok, guys! G’night!” Kristi also called out goodnight and Angie looked up at Steve, licking her lips suggestively.

“So, are you tired?” she asked, giving him a seductive wink.

Steve rolled his eyes and sighed, feigning exhaustion. He looked down at his semi-flaccid cock, then back up to the sexy naked girl rubbing her body against his. “As much fun as tonight’s been, three of you is a lot of work for one guy!” Angie’s face fell into a sultry pout and he laughed. “But I think I have one more in me - just for you!”

Her expression immediately changed to a bright grin and her eyes lit up. “Then let’s go, lover! I can’t wait to feel you inside me!” She jumped up and pulled him to his feet, leading him by the hand into their tent.

angelwings03
11-19-2008, 01:40 AM
another awesome chapter bj. heres hoping theres more :)

BJ Cortland
11-20-2008, 05:28 AM
Thanks angelwings. Yeah, I'm still plugging away at this story that's turning into a novel with no plot. Here's a few more chapters.


Chapter 62


Kristi allowed Michelle to lead her down to the creek, stepping gingerly in their bare feet among the rocks and twigs that littered the bank. The night air felt good on her bare skin, and she welcomed the cooler nights that finally implied a break from the suffocating heat wave, but also served as a reminder that summers didn’t last forever.

The moonlight replaced the firelight and Michelle’s naked body took on an almost unearthly glow as she stepped into the cool water. Kristi watched her, still feeling a little tipsy, although the unbelievable sex had sobered her up a bit. Still, it surprised her at how comfortable she was being naked out in the open with the others. It felt kind of naughty, but in a way natural at the same time, and it gave her a bit of a thrill.

As Michelle knelt in the dark, swirling water and began to splash it over her breasts, Kristi waded in and dropped to her knees on the pebbly bottom a few feet away. They washed in silence, with only the gentle gurgling sounds of the creek and of them scrubbing the drying semen from their skin breaking the quiet. It wasn’t until they’d finished washing that Michelle looked up at her and sighed.

“Damn, forgot to bring something to dry off with.”

Kristi stood up, shivering as goosebumps formed on her skin. “It’s not that cold. We can dry off by the fire.”

She waded out of the creek with Michelle close behind her and they hurried back up to the campfire with their arms hugging themselves for warmth. Michelle threw a couple more pieces of wood on the dying fire and the flames licked at it hungrily, instantly throwing more light and warmth. Both girls moved in closer, holding their hands over the dancing flames and standing as close as they could to the warmth.

Michelle glanced up at her best friend and laughed shortly. “Well, I can’t say I ever thought we’d be doing this together!”

Kristi looked over with a crooked grin. “You’re telling me! I still can’t believe what we did tonight! Holy shit!”

Before Michelle could reply, they were interrupted by the familiar sounds of sex from Steve and Angie’s tent. She grinned at Kristi. “Sounds like they got their second wind.”

A few long seconds passed as they stared into the fire, listening to the moans and grunts from the tent. Finally, Michelle spoke softly, her expression sober. “Do you regret doing this?”

Kristi swallowed and rubbed her arms. She took a deep breath, then glanced over the flames at her beautiful naked friend. “No, I…I don’t think so,” she began. Michelle shot her a curious look and she continued. “I mean, it was a little weird at first, and I would absolutely die if it ever got out… but I’ve been giving it a lot of thought since…” She let her sentence trail off and Michelle nodded.

“Since our kiss?”

“Well, yes, but even before that. When I saw you guys at the creek that day. At first I was horrified, but the more I thought about it, the more it…I dunno…looked like…”

Michelle moved around the fire, bending over to pick up her discarded t-shirt and Kristi’s as well. She came over and passed it to her but neither made any effort to cover themselves.

“It looked like something you wanted to try?” Michelle finished for her as their eyes met in the flickering light. Kristi swallowed hard, then nodded, holding Michelle’s eyes. Michelle smiled and reached out to touch her cheek. “I’m glad you did.”

They stood motionless for a few seconds, staring into each other’s eyes as the sounds of love-making grew louder and more urgent. Kristi felt a warmth between her legs as Michelle’s fingers gently moved across her cheek. When they touched her lips, she kissed her fingers lovingly, their eyes still locked. When she parted her lips and Michelle slipped a finger into her mouth, it was one of the most erotic sensations she could ever remember feeling and her pussy was flooded with a warm wetness.

Michelle stepped closer and their breasts touched, causing Kristi to tremble with anticipation. She couldn’t believe her best friend was making her feel this way. She wasn’t gay - was she? The facts seemed to tell a different story.

Michelle pressed her body to hers and Kristi found herself longing for her sweet kiss. When their lips finally touched, it was like an electric shock was delivered to her body. Her arms went instinctively around Michelle’s neck and pulled her closer, their mouths locked in a hot, passionate kiss and their bodies hot against one another. She felt Michelle’s hands move along her back, giving her shivers. When they slid down to her bare buttocks, she squeezed them and pulled them tight to her own. Kristi could feel the damp heat emanating from Michelle’s center against her thigh and it made her even more turned on to know she was having the same effect on her.

They continued their animated kiss for several minutes, their hands roaming and tongues exploring. Finally, they paused for breath and Michelle smiled at her. “Wow, you really are an amazing kisser!”

Kristi felt her face getting hot and she smiled demurely. “Y…you too.”

They stood there in one another’s arms for a moment, swaying gently as if to some unheard music. Then Michelle said, “Didn’t I see you and Angie…doing stuff earlier?” Kristi swallowed hard and looked away, feeling her face flush even more at the memory of the sexy blonde’s tongue in her pussy. Michelle turned her face back to hers and smiled. “It’s ok, baby. I was just wondering if maybe you… wanted to do some stuff with me too?”

Kristi stared at her but didn’t reply. Finally Michelle gave her a disappointed smile and started to pull on her t-shirt. It was then that Kristi reached out and grasped her arm, causing Michelle to look up at her. She found herself nodding. “Yes, …I…I’d…like that…very much,” she finally managed to say. Michelle’s face lit up in a beautiful smile.

“Really?”

Kristi nodded again, smiling nervously. “Yeah…I mean, if you want to. I thought maybe you were mad because Angie and I…”

Michelle laughed and kissed her quickly on the lips. “Don’t be silly! I wasn’t mad, I just didn’t know if you liked it enough to do it again.” She leaned in closer. “Especially after that reaming Steve gave you!”

Kristi grinned at that and shook her head. “I liked that too. It was so much better than…before,” she exclaimed. Jake had been fun, and she didn’t really regret giving herself to him, but she knew now there would be no more excitement resulting from having sex with him. Not after what she’d experienced tonight. She’d just have to break it off; that was the only solution.

Michelle kissed her again, slipping a hand between her legs and she moaned softly at her delicate touch. “Mmm…you’re nice and wet!” Kristi parted her legs more and allowed her to finger her tender pussy for several minutes before Michelle pulled back and took her hands. “Come on, baby, let’s go to bed.”

Together they walked over to their tent and crawled inside, zipping the fly closed behind them. From the other tent, Angie’s cries of orgasmic pleasure pierced the night.


Chapter 63

Angie led Steve into the tent and he zipped the fly closed as she flipped open the sleeping bags and knelt on them, turning to face him. He took in her nude form in the gloom of the tent, his memory filling in what the darkness wouldn’t show. She raised one hand and beckoned him to her, a mischievous smile on her lips.

“Come here, baby. I want to suck all that delicious pussy juice from your cock.”

Steve didn’t hesitate. From the time they’d left the fire, his dick had grown harder and her words just now were the final straw needed to make him fully hard once again. He moved over next to her and she pushed him down on his back, then straddled his legs. As he watched, she leaned over and began to kiss his neck, then moved down to his chest. As she moved, her hot pussy occasionally brushed against the tip of his cock and he felt a dribble of fresh precum every time it happened.

She moved lower, sliding down his legs and rubbing herself against his skin. Her lips were wet and swollen and he could feel her excited heat and wetness as she slid lower. Her hand finally grasped his hard shaft and she began to stroke it slowly, looking up into his face. He looked back down at her, their eyes holding.

Then Angie lowered her head and gave the tip of his cock a thorough lick. Steve groaned and humped his hips upward, but she didn’t take him into her mouth. Instead, her tongue snaked along his shaft, licking the remains of Kristi and Michelle’s juices. Yes, he’d worn a condom while fucking Michelle’s ass, but in her mind she was tasting them.

Steve moaned constantly as her tongue lashed all over his stiff rod. His hands moved to her hair and he tried to urge her mouth down onto him, but she decided to tease him a little longer and resisted, still continuing to lick his shaft, then moved down and tickled his balls.
He groaned louder and his obvious pleasure at what she was doing was making her just as anxious to have his cock in her mouth as he was.

She moved back up from his balls, rubbing the tender tip against her cheeks and lips and watching his face twist into a grimace of ecstasy. Grasping the base of his cock in one hand, she slipped her mouth over the tip and took him deep, murmuring her own satisfaction as his moans grew louder.

“Oh, fuck, Angie!” he gasped as she began a slow bobbing motion, her drool coating his cock liberally and her hand pumping him simultaneously. She felt his hands on her head, pushing her down and that made her even hornier. She loved it when he took control like that.

She kept this up for a few minutes before reluctantly pulling off. As much as she wanted to let him finish in her mouth, she needed him in her pussy again and after the night he’d had, she wasn’t sure he’d be able to perform again for a while.

She crawled up and sat so that his cock rubbed against her pussy and almost reached her belly button, moving against him and coating his shaft with her wetness. He reached up with both hands and grabbed her breasts, his fingers pinching her hard nipples and tugging on them. She closed her eyes as her tits and pussy were both teased and stimulated, rocking against him.

“Oh god, Steve…” she whispered, covering his hands with hers and making him squeeze her tits harder. “Oh yes…I want you…to fuck me…please…”

She raised herself up and he dropped his hands to her firm ass, guiding her opening to the tip of his throbbing cock. As the tip parted her labia and slipped inside, they both gasped and Angie leaned forward, bracing herself on her arms. Her large tits swung over his face as she slowly lowered herself down until he filled her tight, wet cunt. She began to move against him, rubbing her hard clit against the base of his shaft. She shuddered and moaned, already feeling her orgasm stirring deep inside her womb. Even after the many times they’d had sex, the speed in which he was able to get her off still amazed her. It had to be love.

As they began their slow, rocking fuck, Steve lifted his head up and took one of her rock-hard nipples into his mouth, sucking hard on it. Angie cried out and began to pinch and squeeze the other one, increasing the speed of her rocking.

“Oh, yes! Suck my tits!” she gasped, closing her eyes.

Steve began to tease it with his tongue as he sucked and she became even more aroused. She began to alternate the rocking motion with long hard downward thrusts, and she felt herself nearing the brink after only a few pumps.

“Oh my god…I’m gonna cum…!” she cried.

Steve began to move with her even more, driving his cock deep inside her with a satisfying slap. Angie’s moans became louder as they increased their speed and within a few minutes she was squealing as her orgasm exploded and she felt a flood of hot cum erupt from her pussy and seep out around Steve’s furiously pumping cock. She froze, every muscle clenched until the orgasm released, then shook and shuddered as Steve continued to hammer his cock home. When she could finally speak again, she leaned over him.

“I want you to cum all over my face, like you did with Michelle!”

She began to pump up and down again, moving her pelvis rapidly on his cock and staring into his eyes. She loved watching his facial expressions as she brought him to orgasm, and that alone often caused her to cum again with him.

“Oh fuck, baby…don’t stop…I’m so close…” he panted.

She repositioned her legs and began to move even faster, their bodies making wet slapping noises as his cock pistoned in and out of her so fast it was just a blur. Steve felt his balls contract and the tingle that indicated his pending release was only seconds away.

“Oh, yes! I’m…gonna…”

She didn’t let him finish but leapt up and dropped her face to his groin, her hand rapidly pumping him. “Oh yeah, baby, cum for me…cum all over my face….mmmm…come on…”

Steve heard her words and they had the desired effect. He felt his cum boil and pushed his pelvis upward, groaning. Angie recognized his body language and moved her mouth over the tip of his throbbing tool, still jerking it hard. She stuck out her tongue and touched it to the tip of his cock, tasting his salty precum only a split second before he groaned louder and the first shot of hot cum splashed against her lips and tongue. She closed her eyes and let another load splatter across her cheeks and nose. She could feel it running down her face as a couple of weaker shots hit her, then she felt Steve’s body relax and she opened her eyes, looking down at his oozing cock. She opened her mouth again and took him all the way in, tasting his musky seed and swallowing it as she sucked the remaining jism from him. Her face was wet and sticky and she could feel the warm cum dripping from her onto his legs and stomach.

She finished cleaning him then sat up and grinned down at him, wiping a gob of thick cream from her cheek and sucking it from her finger. “Mmm…you taste good!” she exclaimed as she wiped the remainder of his load from her face and sucked it into her mouth. He watched her do this and if he hadn’t already shot more loads that night than he thought he could, he knew he would have been hard again by the time she finished.

When she was satisfied that she got all of it, she leaned down and kissed him. She felt his hands move down her back and caress her ass, his fingers kneading her flesh. He pulled his lips from hers and looked up at her, grinning.

“My turn!”

Before her muddled mind could comprehend what he meant, his strong arms pulled her body upward until her pussy was at his mouth. He raised her hips up and pulled her sloppy cunt to his lips, pushing his tongue deep into her. Angie gasped as his lips brushed her over-stimulated clit and his tongue began a slow, methodical exploration of her hot, wet tunnel.

“Oh fuck, Steve! Yes!” she cried.

She was so sensitive from her recent orgasm that the feel of his mouth on her labia and vulva was almost more than she could bear. She tried to pull up, but his arms held her fast and he attacked her pussy like a starving man at a feast. He could taste the sweet cum from her recent orgasm and was determined to bring on a fresh batch.

Angie squirmed and cried out, her voice now loud enough that anyone close by would know exactly what was going on. It was kind of exciting to know that Michelle and Kristi would be listening and a part of him hoped they might pop in and join them. True, he was about done for the night, but with three hot, sexy ladies to satisfy, he was sure he could rise to the task if necessary.

Angie’s cries turned into an almost non-stop wail as her body tensed and she pressed herself tight to his mouth. A warm liquid suddenly filled his mouth and he drank it down, licking her inner labia for more. She grunted and his mouth was filled again with her sweet nectar. He happily swallowed it all and began to lap away at her pulsating pussy, hoping she’d squirt again.

But Angie couldn’t take any more and pulled herself free, despite his tight hold on her hips.
“Steve…please…no more…!” she gasped as she pulled her pussy from his drenched face and rolled onto her side next to him.

Her arms embraced him and she draped one leg over his, panting as she came down from her orgasm. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath and she jerked as her sensitive pussy rubbed against his thigh.

Neither spoke for several minutes as each caught their breath. As Steve’s hand began to stroke her hair, Angie snuggled in against his chest, her body still tingling in the wonderful afterglow of still more satisfying sex with the guy she loved. She kissed his chest.

“I know this is starting to sound repetitive…” she said in a breathy voice, “…but, wow!”

He chuckled softly and kissed her head. “Yeah, I know what you mean.”

She hugged him tighter. “I love you, Steve.”

She felt his arms tighten around her. “I love you too, Angie.”

He pulled the sleeping bag over them and they kissed goodnight, then fell asleep in each other’s arms.


Chapter 64

Kristi crawled onto the sleeping bag and turned around just as Michelle had closed the fly and turned to her. Angie’s cries from the next tent were getting louder and it was having an effect on the two new lovers. Kristi felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter and as Michelle knelt down next to her, she felt a desire for her like nothing she’d ever felt before.

Michelle reached out and caressed Kristi’s hair, searching her eyes for any hint that she wasn’t comfortable with this. But she saw nothing but lust and desire in them and she smiled to herself. She moved in and they resumed their kiss, forcing Kristi down onto her back and laying on top of her. As their bodies met, Michelle put a leg between Kristi’s and pushed them apart, rubbing her thigh against her damp slit. Kristi moaned softly and moved with her, seeming to enjoy the touch.

Michelle wanted to go down on her but she was hesitant to make that step. Yes, Kristi had allowed Angie to do it, but she didn’t want to push her too hard and risk scaring her off. She was till working up the nerve to ask her when Kristi broke off the kiss and shoved her off to one side, then crawled on top of her, quickly turning the tables.

Michelle looked up in surprise at her initiative. Maybe she was underestimating Kristi’s desires. When Kristi moved down and began to suckle her breasts, she closed her eyes and sighed. She was a little awkward, as would be expected, but she made up for it with enthusiasm. Her mouth swallowed her hard nipples and she sucked hard. Michelle lifted her head up and kissed her.

“That feels real good, but try using your tongue more. And bite them a little too, ok?”

Kristi nodded. “Sorry, I’m kinda new at this.”

Michelle smiled and shook her head. “You’re doing great. Everybody’s a little different in what they like. If I don’t tell you, how would you know?”

Kristi smiled and moved down to the other breast, this time nibbling on it while she sucked. Michelle gasped and arched her back. “Oh, yes! Like that!”

Encouraged by her positive reaction, Kristi began biting and suckling even harder and Michelle’s moans grew louder until she placed a hand on Kristi’s cheek and said, “Ow…too hard, baby.”

Kristi pulled off and frowned. “Sorry.”

“It’s all right, but that was hard enough, ok?”

Kristi’s face took on a sullen look so Michelle decided to put her right back on the horse, so to speak. She pulled her face back down to her breasts and she resumed her nibbling, although a little more cautiously. Michelle made sure to let her know through moans and little words of encouragement that it felt wonderful and before long Kristi’s confidence returned and she was going at it with the same enthusiasm as before.

Michelle loved having her tits sucked and she was thoroughly enjoying Kristi’s increasingly adept mouth action. When she pulled free and didn’t move over to the other breast, Michelle opened her eyes and looked down in time to see Kristi’s dark hair drop to her stomach and she felt her soft lips kissing around her navel, then lower to her shaved mound. Was Kristi going to attempt cunnilingus?

A second later she had her answer as warm lips glided over her glistening labia. She groaned and instinctively pushed upward with her hips.

“Oh, god….Kristi…yes…”

Kristi’s head rose up and she licked at her lips. “Did I do it right?”

“Oh yes…please…keep going…”

Kristi hesitated for a second, then dropped her head back down and this time the soft wetness of her tongue moved all along Michelle’s wet slit, from bottom to top in exquisite slow motion. Then again, and again. This girl was indeed a quick study.

“Kristi…baby…that’s wonderful…mmmm…”

Encouraged by her words, Kristi pushed her tongue between the folds of her outer labia and licked it again. Michelle’s response was a loud moan and a slight arching of her back. She did it again. The taste really wasn’t that bad and unlike a guy, she had a pretty good idea exactly what would feel good for Michelle. She kept this up, pushing her tongue a little further in until she couldn’t go any deeper.

Michelle was moving her hips and moaning non-stop, her fingers entwined in Kristi’s hair.
Then she took her free hand and reached down to her mons, tugging back the little hood that partially covered her clit.

“Lick my clit…please…” she pleaded.

Kristi, anxious to please her, moved her tongue up to the erect little nub and began to roll her tongue over it in a circular motion. Michelle cried out and arched her back, rolling her hips and encouraging her to keep up her sensual tongue massage. Only too happy to comply, Kristi continued licking her clit and began to rub her finger along Michelle’s increasingly wet hole. When Michelle’s hips began to buck harder, something told her to push a finger inside her and when she did, her hips began moving faster.

“Oh god, yes…fuck me…harder…!”

Kristi began pumping her finger in and out faster, then she slipped in another one and Michelle’s body seemed to start to vibrate.

“Oh ffffuck…! I’m cummingggg…!”

A second later, her body stiffened, then began to jerk as Kristi struggled to keep her mouth in place, then gave up and just rammed her fingers in and out as Michelle bucked and squirmed.

After a few moments, Michelle began to push her hands at Kristi’s hands. “E…enough! Please…!”

Kristi pulled her fingers from her dripping hole and Michelle’s body flopped to the sleeping bag, occasionally twitching as her chest rose and fell. Finally, she seemed to recover and turned her head to look at Kristi, smiling sleepily.

“Oh my god!” she gasped and Kristi felt herself blushing in the semi-darkness. “Honey, you were great!”

“Really? You aren’t just saying that?”

Michelle pushed herself up on her elbows and shook her head. “No way! You were a little slow getting started, but once you got the hang of it…holy fuck!” She reached out for her and Kristi accepted her warm hug. “Thank you, baby,” Michelle whispered into her ear as they embraced.

“I had fun.”

Michelle giggled as they pulled apart. “Me too!” She gave her an apologetic smile. “Do you mind if I repay the favor tomorrow? I’m a little wore out right now.”

Kristi shook her head. “You don’t have to. Like I said, I had fun because I wanted to do it.”

Michelle leaned in and kissed her. “Well, I want to do it for you too, so look out! You may get woken up by the best alarm clock in the world tomorrow!” She waggled her tongue at her and grinned.

Kristi laughed and lay down beside her, pulling the covers over them. “I might just hold you to that!” As she spoke the words, she wondered if all this would seem too outrageous in the cold light of morning. Was it just a fling that she’d never do again or was this a huge turning point in her life?

Michelle interrupted her thoughts by rolling over and snuggling in close. “Good night, Kristi.”

“Good night.”

As she drifted off to sleep, she once again wondered what course her life was going to take sexually. Was she a lesbian? She still liked guys and after the severe fucking Steve had given her, she was certainly looking forward to exploring that more. But Angie and Michelle had awoken a whole new aspect of sex to her, and it intrigued her just as much. Maybe she was bi-sexual, like they were. Then there was the group stuff. It was all too much to absorb in one night. When she did finally drift off with Michelle still curled up next to her, she was still unsure what tomorrow would bring.

angelwings03
11-21-2008, 01:45 AM
fabulous bj a couple more wonderful chapters. thanks :)

surfguy17
11-21-2008, 03:51 PM
excellent keep it coming :)

peajay2k
11-26-2008, 10:56 PM
Late to this thread...
but OH... MY... GIDDY... AUNT!!!!!
BJ, I'm in awe.
I dont do looong stories normally, but this just kept me cumming back
The only real breaks were for sleep or male refectory periods ;)
More.. gasp.. pant... more!

johnscates
11-28-2008, 07:38 AM
best story i have ever read

lovabec
12-12-2008, 12:55 PM
Wow wow wow wow
Love it

surfguy17
12-12-2008, 09:43 PM
cant wait for the next installment

Buggy
01-02-2009, 07:45 PM
More PLEASE!!

BJ Cortland
01-02-2009, 09:05 PM
More to come, but every once in a while I need to take a break from this seemingly never-ending tale to recharge. I do have the next installment started and I'll get it up as soon as I can.

Again, thanks for all the kind comments.

BJ

angelwings03
01-05-2009, 02:23 AM
cant wait bj!!

justaman47
01-11-2009, 01:25 PM
The story has been great and the writting also! Cant wait to read some more.

jambes19
01-11-2009, 04:03 PM
Very well written, i love long stories

lazarelmd
01-14-2009, 03:11 AM
BJ, your stories are amazing!

saintman
01-16-2009, 06:19 PM
Man this story is fantastic. I cannot wait for more.

lancer111
01-16-2009, 09:34 PM
keep them coming

justaman47
01-20-2009, 03:16 PM
this is a great story please give us MORE

BJ Cortland
01-20-2009, 05:59 PM
I'm working on it ... patience...

egredsox04
01-23-2009, 12:10 AM
nice and long

BJ Cortland
01-24-2009, 06:49 PM
Ok, kids, here's a little more. I haven't started the next part yet so I ask for your patience and understanding. This shit takes time! lol


Chapter 65

A couple of hours after Steve and Angie left for their camping trip, Cathy followed Alan and Karen out to their car and slid into the backseat. They backed out of the driveway with Alan at the wheel and started off toward the airport to meet Mark.

After finally wrapping up the sale of their house in Williamstown, he was arriving in Mason for good and she was looking forward to deciding on which house to buy and at last getting settled in their new town. While she was grateful to the O’Connells for allowing them to use their home, she was tired of living in limbo between houses and was anxious to have a place of their own again.

Karen turned and peered over the front seat, smiling back at her. “You’re awfully quiet, hon.”

Cathy gave her a deep sigh. “Sorry, I’m just wondering if we did the right thing letting the kids go off like that.”

Karen reached back and took her hand. “Cathy, stop second guessing yourself. You were her age once and you know you can’t stop her from doing it.” Cathy sighed again and nodded. “So try not to think about it too much.” She grinned. “Instead, think about how much fun the four of us are going to have with the kids away all night!” She winked at her and Cathy caught Alan’s glance back in the rear view mirror, his eyes sparkling.

“You’re right,” she said, her smile brightening. “It’s been too long since we’ve all been able to spend an entire night together.”

Karen laughed and squeezed her hand. “That’s the spirit!”

Her mood lightened as they made their way to the airport and pulled up at the passenger loading area. They all went inside and when she saw Mark’s dark hair in the throng of people emerging from the gate, she pushed her way through the crowd and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly. Mark dropped his bags and embraced her, kissing her warmly.

“Hey baby!”

She released him and wiped a tear from her cheek, grinning up at his handsome face. “Hi,” she sputtered, then hugged him again, pressing her body tight to his. She was wearing a thin sun dress and he could feel her warm body molding to his, causing his cock to twitch. “I missed you so much!”

He held her again as Karen and Alan walked up, then they pulled apart and he shook Alan’s hand and greeted Karen with a hug. He looked around. “Where’s Angie?”

Cathy picked up his carry-on while Alan helped him carry his larger bags. “She’s off with her friends,” she replied, deciding that a crowded airport wasn’t the place to tell him she'd gone on an overnight camping trip with her boyfriend.

They packed his bags in the trunk and he climbed into the back seat with Cathy. She immediately slid over and snuggled against him and his arm went around her shoulder.

The conversation was light as they drove out of the airport. When they were moving down the highway toward Mason, Cathy’s hand went to the button of Mark’s jeans and she quickly had his semi-hard cock out. She looked up at him and smiled as her hand stroked his quickly stiffening rod. He grinned at her and leaned in for a kiss. Their lips met and they shared a deep, loving kiss for a few long seconds before Cathy pulled away and dropped her head down to his lap. She lay her head on his thigh next to his now fully hard cock and continued to slowly stroke him.

As he watched his sexy wife bring him to full hardness, he glanced up and saw Karen grinning back at them from the front seat. He met her eyes and she licked her lips, then turned and slid over closer to Alan. Her hands went to his lap and Alan chuckled as he tilted the steering wheel to the up position. Seconds later, Karen grinned at Mark, then her head disappeared behind the seat and Alan let out a small gasp.

Mark looked back down at his own sexy wife. She moved onto her knees on the seat beside him and began to lick his shaft. His hand stroked her back and he leaned back as her mouth engulfed his hard cock and she took him deep into her mouth. He moaned softly as she began to suck hard on him, her throat muscles rippling over his cock in a way that he loved and would soon have him shooting a huge load down her throat.

As she sucked him, he moved his hand down her back to the hem of her sexy little dress. He reached under it and soon discovered his beautiful wife had not only left her bra at home, but hadn’t bothered with panties either. His hand slid along the crack of her ass and he paused at her tight little back door, giving it a light rub before slipping his fingers down to her puffy wet labia. She moaned on his cock and parted her legs more as he slipped two fingers into her hot pussy, already dripping with arousal. He pushed them in and out a few times before moving his fingers up to her hard little clit and began to tease the little sex organ. She moaned louder and started humping against his fingers, her arousal growing.

Mark continued to tease her clit until he felt her body stiffen and shudder as she came. He absolutely loved the way he could get her off so quickly. She’d even cum once while sucking him off without him even touching her pussy, which turned him on more than he could ever imagine.

During her orgasm, her felatio had slowed, but as she began to come down, she attacked his cock with renewed energy, taking him all the way into her throat. Mark gasped and leaned back, his wet fingers moving up to her puckered back door. He glanced into the mirror and saw the look of pleasure on Alan’s face. He could hear Karen’s murmurs of satisfaction and the wet slurping sounds as she sucked hard on her husband’s cock. He hoped Alan wouldn’t have any trouble keeping the car on the road.

His thoughts went back to his own situation as Cathy began to bob her head up and down on his shaft, not taking him as deep but increasing her sucking and stroking his shaft as she did.

He sighed and began to rub her tight little anus, then pushed a finger into her tight hole. Cathy groaned and pushed back against his finger. She pulled his cock from her mouth and looked up at him, her eyes pleading.

“Another,” she gasped, then dropped her head and resumed sucking him.

Mark pulled his finger out of her ass, then pushed two back in. She moaned around his cock then began to hump his fingers. He started pumping them in and out of her tight little ass as her moans of pleasure increased. Her mouth was quickly bringing him to the brink and he placed his free hand on her head as he felt his cum start to boil.

Cathy sensed he was about to cum and began to suck harder on the head, her tongue moving sensually against the sensitive underside. His hand pressed down harder on her head and she smiled to herself. She loved swallowing his load and the idea that he was pretending to force her to do it made her so hot.

His fingers pumping her ass and the anticipation of his imminent climax were enough to send her over the edge a second before his cock erupted. She groaned deep in her throat as she came hard, then murmured appreciatively as his hot seed filled her mouth. She swallowed it all and continued to lick and suck him until she’d taken all of it and his cock began to soften in her mouth.

She let it slip out and looked up at him, licking her spermy lips. He removed his fingers from her ass and pulled her up so she was sitting on his lap. They smiled at one another, then shared a deep kiss.

“You are so bad!” he exclaimed, grinning and brushing her hair from her face.

Just then, Karen’s head popped up from Alan’s lap, a dribble of cum running from the corner of her mouth. “Are we a couple of horn-dogs or what?” she exclaimed, grinning back at them.

Cathy turned to her and noted the cum on her chin. She beckoned to her. “You missed some, babe,” she said as Karen came closer. She licked the cum from her face, then they shared a quick kiss before Cathy settled back onto Mark’s lap.

“Nice driving, buddy,” Mark called up to Alan, chuckling.

Alan laughed as he fumbled to refasten his pants. “Good thing it’s a straight road and traffic is light!” He pulled Karen to him and kissed her. “You horny little slut!”

She laughed and leaned in close to him as he made the turn into their subdivision. “You love it!”

He laughed with her and pulled her close. “You bet I do!”

***********

An hour later they were all sitting in the living room. Cathy and Karen had just told Mark that the kids had gone camping together, and that they’d admitted they were already having sex. Karen decided it was best to keep her suspicions that Michelle may be part of their kids’ sex life to herself for the time being. Mark looked at his wife, then to the others.

“So you all knew about this?”

Cathy lay a hand on his leg. “I told you they were seeing one another and you seemed ok with it, honey.”

He nodded and sighed. “Yeah, you did. I guess I was just in denial about just how much they might be seeing of one another.” He gave her a weak smile, then looked over at Karen and Alan. “I suppose this day was inevitable, but it’s something every father of a teenage daughter hates to think about. However…” He leaned forward, meeting first Karen’s, then Alan’s eyes. “…if I had to choose a boy for her to be with, Steve would be top on the list.” He could see the relief on their faces. “Not that I’m crazy about it, mind you,” he added with a smile, “But I’ll have to learn to live with it. I guess neither of them are our little kids anymore.”

Cathy hugged him. “I feel exactly the same way, honey. She’s growing up and as much as we hate the thought, we can’t stop it.”

They sat in silence for a few moments, then Karen stood up. “Well, I don’t know about the rest of you …” She pulled her top over her head and her still firm breasts bounced free. A mischievous grin spread across her face as she reached for the button of her short skirt. “…but I plan to take full advantage of us finally having some time alone!”

The skirt dropped to the floor and she stood naked before them. It appeared that underwear wasn’t in the wardrobe for either woman that day.

Alan and Mark stared at Karen’s hot body as she bent over to pick up her discarded clothing. Cathy stood up and slipped the straps of her thin cotton dress off of her shoulders. It fell down her slender body and she stepped out of it, then went over to Karen. The two naked women embraced and kissed as both men watched.

Mark looked over at Alan and shrugged, grinning. “Fuck, who am I to argue?”

He stood up and began undressing and Alan quickly followed suit. The women broke off their kiss and turned to the men, still arm in arm. Karen looked at Cathy. “So, which one do you want first, babe?”

Cathy studied both naked men as if in deep thought. In her mind, there was no question. It had been several weeks since she’d made love to her husband and her blow job on the way home was only a tease. She intended to fuck him until one of them cried “uncle”.

“I think…” she said in mock seriousness as her eyes dropped to both of their hard cocks bobbing before them. Her eyes locked on Alan’s thick hard member, which was slightly longer than Mark’s, but not as thick. She knew his taste and feel almost as well as her husband’s. Then she shifted her attention to Mark’s thick shaft and heavy balls and smiled at him. “… I think I better take care of my man first.”

Mark grinned at her and winked at Karen. “You’ll get your chance, too!”

Karen laughed and went over to Alan. “You better believe it!”

As Alan and Karen began to make out and caress one another, Cathy went over to where Mark stood. She lowered her head and peered up at him coquettishly. He reached down and cupped her chin in her hand. She was obviously in a playful mood and one of her favorite games was to play the innocent submissive girl. He had to admit that it turned him on too.

“What shall I do with you, little girl?” he asked as he lifted her face to look up at him.

She shrugged.

He shook his head and looked around. Karen was lying on the couch against one of the armrests and sucking Alan’s cock. Her legs were spread and she was playing with her pussy. Mark gestured toward her.

“I want you to lick her pussy while I fuck you.”

Cathy nodded and went over to the couch and stood looking down at Karen. Karen’s eyes turned to her but she continued to suck her husband’s cock. The four of them often role played together and she knew this game well.

“I’m supposed to lick your pussy,” Cathy told her, bowing her head submissively.

Karen looked up at Alan, who nodded his approval, then shifted her lower body, placing one leg up on the back of couch and her other foot on the floor. Cathy looked back at Mark, who gave her a gentle push toward Karen. “Go ahead, slut. Eat her out.”

She knelt on the couch between Karen’s legs and bent over until her face was hovering over her aroused cunt. Karen’s hand reached up to her head and pulled her down until her mouth pressed against her swollen lips. She began to lick and tease her fragrant pussy, savoring the sweet taste of her arousal.

She felt hands gripping her hips and raised her ass up until she was standing on the floor. Her feet were pushed apart and a finger slid between her thighs and began to stroke her already dripping slit.

“Look at you,” she heard Mark saying. “Eating pussy and offering yourself to me. You’re such a whore.” Cathy murmured her acknowledgement, accepting her position as his whore. “Do you want me to fuck you now?”

She nodded and tried to speak, but Karen’s hand held her head firmly in place. All that she could manage was a grunt. She felt the tip of Mark’s cock press against her wet cunt.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he said, then began to feed his thick cock into her tight pussy. She moaned and closed her eyes as she was filled with the familiar cock she’d longed for for three weeks. She moaned and began to thrust against him as he began to pump her.

Karen was so turned on she was already about to cum and her grip tightened on Cathy’s head. She pulled Alan’s cock from her mouth and groaned.

“Oh fuck, yes! I’m gonna cummm …”

With a low moan, her body tensed and Cathy felt a gush of warm, tangy juices against her lips. She opened wide and lapped at the sweet cum, savoring the taste of her friend’s excretions. Karen’s uncanny ability to cum quickly and squirt was a huge turn-on for her.

As Karen’s orgasm ran its course, she continued to lick and suck at her swollen lips until she pushed her away.

“I need…a cock…in my pussy!” Karen gasped and scrambled around to offer her ass to Alan. He gripped her hips and aimed his cock at her opening, then slammed it home in one fast thrust. She cried out, gripping the back of the couch and arching her back as her still hyper-sensitive cunt was instantly filled with her husband’s hard cock.

“Oh, fuckkkk…” she cried.

Alan held it all the way in for a few seconds, then pulled back and drove it home again. He began a slow, hard fuck and Karen cried out in pleasure every time he bottomed out.

Cathy watched as Alan slammed into Karen, but her attention was focused on the cock that was starting to hammer at her own drooling pussy. Mark was starting to really get into a groove. He was pounding her hard, his pelvis meeting her ass with a slapping sound with each thrust. She gripped the cushions and grit her teeth as her body began to tingle with the promise of her impending climax.

He continued to pick up the pace, her body shaking from the force of his thrusts. A low wail began deep in her throat as she felt the orgasm build to the breaking point. His body jack-hammered against her, his cock a blur as it moved in and out of her dripping hole. She felt herself slipping into the oblivion that always signaled an immense orgasm. She opened her eyes and saw Karen with her mouth wide open as if she was screaming, but couldn’t hear anything over the roaring in her ears.

When she finally peaked and released, she could hear herself crying out as if from a great distance away. Her entire body felt electrified, every muscle tensed, as wave after wave of intense pleasure swept through her. She was aware of Mark’s cock still driving deep inside her, but she was powerless to do anything. For what felt like a long time, her body and mind were on autopilot, the orgasm taking full control. When it began to wane, she felt another one building immediately and her body jerked, then went totally limp as it engulfed her.

After what felt like hours, she felt Mark’s thrusts slowing and her multiple orgasms easing. Even through the fog of her pleasure, she hadn’t felt the wonderfully warm surge of her man’s hot seed and knew that Mark still hadn’t cum. It always amazed her at his control. He could often fuck her hard for almost an hour before she finally begged him to cum in her. She absolutely loved the feel of his cum inside her, and almost always came when his hot seed splashed against the walls of her clenching pussy.

He’d slowed to a steady pace, his hard cock sliding deliciously in and out of her sensitive vagina. She relished the feel of him and was grateful she’d found a man who loved her so much that he was willing to fulfill her sexual fantasies, even those that required him to share her with their best friends.

At that moment, the wonderful cock was extracted from her and she started to turn around to ask why. His voice stopped her.

“Stay there, slut. Don’t move.”

She obediently remained in position and saw a flash of movement behind Karen. A second later, hands grasped her hips and she felt a cock against her wet slit. Then she was filled again by a hard cock, but not her husband’s. A hand grabbed her hair and lifted her head from the couch. She felt hot breath in her ear.

“Your husband says you’re a slut,” Alan breathed into her ear. “I think he just wanted to fuck Karen, but I’ll fuck you in exchange!”

Cathy opened her eyes and saw Mark behind Karen, slamming his cock into her. Karen was moaning and rocking against him, her eyes closed and mouth open. Mark looked down at Cathy and grinned as she felt Alan’s cock slam into her.

While she fully enjoyed Alan’s hard fuck, she knew she wouldn’t able to cum for him. At least not now. He didn’t either, exhibiting the same measure of control as Mark. She was grateful for that, for although Alan had shot many a load into her and she’d fully enjoyed many incredible orgasms from him, right now it was Mark’s cum she needed inside her.

Alan pulled out after a few minutes and pulled her to her feet, then turned her around and pushed her to her knees. She obediently obeyed his wordless commands and took his cock into her mouth, tasting both her own juices and the faint taste of Karen’s. She knew both flavors well and could also taste the difference between Mark and Alan.

As she slurped on Alan’s cock, she wondered if she was supposed to suck him to completion or if Karen wanted that privilege. Pulling her lips from his head, she looked up at him.

“Do you want to cum in my mouth, or does your wife want that privelege?”

Alan grinned down at her. “You may finish me, slut. She can have some later.”

She nodded and resumed sucking him, using her best techniques in an effort to get him off.

As she was sucking Alan’s cock, Mark pulled out of Karen and came over to where she knelt. Karen collapsed to the couch, her chest flushed red and heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

“Get on all fours, slut. I want to fuck you while you suck him.”

Cathy felt a thrill as she adjusted her position and felt Mark kneel behind her. She loved being double-teamed and just the idea of having a cock in her mouth and pussy at the same time was almost enough to make her cum. Now if they could just find a third guy so she could have one in her ass too…

Her thoughts were interrupted by the feel of Mark’s cock against her swollen lips. She cried out around Alan’s cock as he pushed all the way into her. They soon developed a rhythm, with Mark fucking her slowly so she could still concentrate on getting Alan off.

She had her eyes closed, loving the sensations of a cock in her mouth and pussy, when she felt hands rubbing her back and moving down to cup her breasts. She opened her eyes and saw Karen kneeling beside her, her fingers pinching her hard nipples.

“May I have a taste?” she asked, motioning to her husband’s cock in her mouth. Cathy looked up at Alan, who nodded. She pulled his cock from her mouth and Karen leaned in, giving her a deep kiss before releasing her and licking at Alan’s cock like it was a lolipop.

“Suck on my balls,” he said breathlessly.

Cathy leaned down and took one of his shaved balls into her mouth, gently sucking on it as Karen licked and sucked on his shaft.

Meanwhile, Mark was starting to feel the need for release. He began to move faster, grunting as he thrust deep into her hot cunt. Cathy could tell from his movements that he wanted to cum and she couldn’t wait. She released Alan’s balls and turned back to him.

“Oh, yeah! Fuck me good, baby! Cum in my pussy!”

Mark looked up at her and thrust harder. She turned around and dropped her head, Alan’s cock and balls forgotten as she concentrated on her husband’s needs. He grabbed her hair and tugged sharply, but not enough to hurt her. He knew exactly how hard to pull. At almost the same instant, his hand landed on her bare ass cheek, the loud slap leaving behind a sexually intoxicating sting. She yelped and pushed back against his thrusts, her back arching as her head was pulled back.

“Oh yeah,” Mark gasped, spanking her again.

Cathy moaned and felt another orgasm building, almost as much from the thought that she was about to be filled with his hot cum as much as the hard fucking he was giving her.

Mark began to pant and his movements became halting and jerky. Suddenly, he gave her several hard, fast thrusts, then buried himself to the hilt inside her hot cunt. As soon as Cathy felt his cum surging into her, she came hard, her pussy clamping down on his cock and a loud cry escaping her lips.

Alan and Karen were still right in front of her face and while Mark was filling her pussy, Karen coaxed Alan’s cum from his balls but instead of swallowing it, she chose to shoot it onto her face, then pumped a good portion onto Cathy’s.

Cathy felt the hot jism splashing against her lips and cheeks at the same time Mark’s load was filling her pussy. She was lost in the incredible eroticism, and another smaller orgasm washed through her before the first one finished.

By the time she began to regain her senses, Alan and Karen had moved off and were snuggling together on the couch. Mark was still inside of her but had leaned forward, supporting himself by extending his strong arms to the floor on either side of her. She could feel the heat from his body; felt his hot breath on her skin as he fought to catch his breath. A drop of his sweat splashed to her back and his hot cum seeped from her overfilled pussy and oozed slowly down her inner thighs. She licked her lips and tasted Alan’s cum, then gave her entire lips a good lather to collect what she could.

She was one of those women who truly liked the taste of cum, as was Karen. When her and Mark had been dating he didn’t believe her, thinking she was just saying that to please him. She lost count of the blowjobs she’d swallowed before she was finally able to convince him. Even after hooking up with Karen and Alan, the girls often vied for who would be the who got to swallow.

Finally, she felt Mark’s cock shrink and slip from her pussy, releasing the flood of cum. Mark lay down beside her and she collapsed on top of him, kissing him deeply.

“Wow, I really missed the way you fuck me, baby,” she whispered, smiling at him.

He grinned and wiped a gob of Alan’s cum from her cheek. “And I missed the way you look after being freshly fucked with cum on your face!”

She giggled and smacked him playfully. “You jerk!” she cried, pushing herself up.

He laughed and sat up as well, looking over to Karen and Alan. “So, what’s for dinner?”


Chapter 66

Michelle’s eyes slowly opened to the unearthly glow of the sunlight filtering through the bright red tent fabric. She could feel a warm body next to her, the steady breathing telling her Kristi was still sound asleep. Carefully, she crawled out from under the covers and turned to look at her best friend sleeping peacefully next to her.

She was lying only partially under the covers. It was becoming almost stiflingly hot in there, with the sun warming the inside of the tent rapidly, and she must have flung off the covers in her sleep. Her breasts were uncovered and her bare skin glowed with the same eerie red light as everything in the tent. As she stared at her nude body, she felt herself becoming aroused once again.

Unfortunately, nature was calling out a final warning and she crept out of the tent, standing up in the cool morning air and stretching her lithe, naked body. It felt so good to be naked and she was thankful Angie had come to town and opened up this whole new world of openness and sexuality to her.

She went into the woods and relieved herself, then went down and knelt in the creek, splashing the cool water over her face and body, bringing her more fully awake. She wandered back up to the still sleeping camp and dried herself off with a towel. Now it was time to fulfill her promise to Kristi!

She crawled back into their tent and grinned when she saw her friend was still sleeping soundly. She was lying on her back with her head slightly turned to one side and the covers nearly down to her waist. She knelt beside her and gently lifted the covers off, revealing her sexy naked body completely. Carefully, she moved Kristi’s feet apart, opening her bare little pussy. Kristi mumbled something in her sleep and rolled her head the other way, but didn’t wake up.

Michelle grinned as she bent over her sweet pussy, inhaling the scent of her sex. She wasn’t aroused so her tiny little slit looked even smaller than the night before. That would soon change!

Keeping her eyes on Kristi’s face, she moved closer and slowly licked along her bare slit. Kristi let out a low murmur, but still didn’t wake up. Again, Michelle licked her, then again and again. Kristi was starting to moan and parted her legs even more, but her eyes remained closed.

Michelle decided it was time for her wake-up call so she parted her lips and exposed Kristi’s little clit. Then she leaned in and placed her tongue flat against the little bud and began to move it in slow circles, murmuring as she did.

Kristi began to twitch and her moans became louder. Michelle continued to watch her for signs she was awake as she continued to tongue-massage her clit. Her tongue rolled and tickled it until it grew stiff and protruded from its protective cover.

“Oh, god…” Kristi murmured, raising her head to look down at her friend’s face between her thighs. “Shit Michelle…that feels so good…mmm…” She closed her eyes as Michelle delved inside her rapidly swelling labia. Kristi pushed herself up on her arms to a semi-prone position and watched her best friend licking her pussy.

“Ooo…Michelle…baby…as good as that feels…I really need to pee!”

Michelle grinned and gave her sweet pussy one last lick, then crawled up and kissed her.

“Ok, honey. Come right back. I’ll be here waiting!”

Kristi reached for her backpack for something to put on and Michelle put a hand on hers, her eyes sparkling.

“Go natural, hon! It feels so good!”

Kristi pondered that for a second, then her eyebrows raised and she grinned at Michelle.

“Should I?”

Michelle nodded emphatically. “Definitely! I did and it was a real turn-on!”

Kristi eyed the zippered flap, then seemed to come to a decision and crawled over to it. Michelle lay back on the sleeping bag and watched her bare ass as she unzipped the flap and peeked cautiously out. With a quick glance over her shoulder to Michelle, she crawled out and stood up, then her legs disappeared from Michelle’s view.

Michelle smiled as she pictured Kristi walking around bare-ass naked and couldn’t help but slide her hand down between her legs and rub her wet pussy. She moved lower and touched her still very tender back door, a reminder of her first anal experience. She couldn’t believe how much she’d enjoyed having Steve’s cock in her ass, although it was going to take some time before she’d be ready to do it again.

She was lying flat on her back with her legs wide open when she heard the tent door rustle. She opened her eyes and saw Kristi crawling in, grinning when she saw what Michelle was doing.

“You horny little slut!” she exclaimed as she came in and zipped the door closed. “Couldn’t you wait?”

Michelle giggled and sat up, wrapping her arms around Kristi’s neck and planting a wet kiss on her soft lips. Kristi responded with a small sigh and stroked Michelle’s hair. After a moment, Michelle broke off the kiss and nodded to the open sleeping bags.

“Ok, on your back and spread ‘em! I have a job to finish!” She gave the brunette a wink and gently pushed her down.

Kristi giggled and said, “Michelle, you don’t have to…”

Michelle knelt at her feet and pushed her legs apart. “I know I don’t have to, I want to!” With that, she crawled up and kissed along Kristi’s inner thighs as she made her way north to the hot little treat between them.

Kristi licked her lips, enjoying the feel of Michelle’s lips on the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, then gasped as her mouth touched her now fully aroused pussy. She planted a few soft kisses before sticking her tongue in between the folds of her lips and delved deep inside her warm pink flesh.

Kristi moaned softly and opened her legs more, loving the way Michelle’s tongue felt on her aroused sex. The idea that it was another girl doing this didn’t really even occur to her as unusual anymore. Everything sexual was so new to her that this held the same forbidden thrill as if it were a guy.

It didn’t take long for Michelle to coax her to orgasm. When she began to suck and nibble on her clit, Kristi’s back arched and she began to moan louder.

“Oh…yes! Oh, god yes!”

She began to grind her pussy against Michelle’s mouth and a few seconds later cried out as she came, her body stiffening, then shuddering as her climax built and released.

Michelle continued to lick and tease her until her jerking motions made it impossible, then slid up next to her and pushed two fingers into her hot cunt. Kristi cried out again and began humping her fingers, moaning non-stop.

“Ohh…god…I’m gonna…unghhhh…!”

With a loud groan, she came again, her hand going to Kristi’s shoulder and pulling her to her shuddering body until her second orgasm passed and her body relaxed. Michelle kissed her neck, causing her to shiver with pleasure. They collapsed together to the sleeping bag, holding one another as Kristi slowly came down from her dual orgasms.

They lay there in one another’s arms for several long minutes before Michelle leaned in and kissed her friend, then sat up.

“I don’t know about you, but I could really use a bath!” she exclaimed, reaching for her backpack.

Kristi propped herself up on her elbows and gazed at her with sleepy eyes. “Oh yeah, me too!”

Michelle grabbed a couple of towels and some soap and shampoo from their packs, then they crawled outside. They wandered down to the creek and Michelle dipped a foot in the cool water. Her skin was clammy from sleeping in the hot tent and she could hardly wait to jump into the cool water and wash the remnants of last night from her skin. She grinned to herself. Then they could start all over again!

She looked back at Kristi, who stood on the creek bank with her arms wrapped around her bare torso and glancing around nervously. Michelle felt perfectly comfortable without clothes, but it seemed Kristi still felt a little self-conscious. She grinned at her as Kristi stood there watching her.

“Oh, that feels nice!” she exclaimed as she stepped into the cool water.

Kristi looked up at her and nodded, then together they ran out into the creek, splashing water and yelling as the coolness of it shocked their hot skin. Finally they reached a point where it was nearly waist deep and splashed in, ducking their heads under. They both broke the surface at almost the same time.

“Holy shit that feels good!” Michelle exclaimed, brushing her wet hair from her face.

“Yeah,” Kristi agreed, tilting her head back to let the water cool her scalp. “Kinda cold, but it feels great!”

They washed their hair and were lathering up with soap when Angie appeared at the edge of the creek, also buck naked and grinning at them.

“Hey, Ang!” Michelle called out with a wave as she washed Kristi’s back. “Are ya coming in?”

Kristi looked over at the sexy blonde and grinned. “Yeah, come on in! The water’s great!”

As Angie began to wade into the water, Steve crawled out of the tent and got to his feet, watching the three naked girls splashing in the creek. Unlike the girls, he’d pulled on a pair of boxers before going outside, although he wouldn’t have known why if anyone asked. It was just a habit. He smiled to himself as he watched them frolic. He was one lucky guy to have three sexy girls wanting to fuck him - and each other.

Angie had joined the others and they were laughing and giggling as they splashed and played in the dark water. Angie noticed Steve watching them and waved to him.

“Hey sexy! Why don’t you drop the shorts and come on in!” Michelle and Kristi also urged him to come in.

He laughed and pointed to the woods. “I’ll be right there! Don’t start without me, ok?”

He quickly relieved himself and ran back over to the campsite, tugging his shorts down and off as he made his way to the water. He threw them over his head as he plowed in, taking a bead on the three girls and leaping headfirst into the deeper water.

He splashed down a few feet from Michelle and grabbed her ass underwater before emerging. Michelle cried out and splashed water in his face as soon as he came up, laughing and trying to move away. Soon all four of them were chasing one another and laughing as if they didn’t have a care in the world.


Chapter 67

A short while later, Kristi and Michelle were taking down the tent. Steve and Angie had already taken theirs down and were making sure everything was packed away for the trip out. They’d all put on clothes as Kristi told them there was a good chance Jake may make an appearance. Angie hinted that that would just make things more interesting but in the end they all chose the sensible course of action.

It didn’t take long to pack up their camp and they began the trek back to the first clearing where they’d all stashed their bikes. The narrow trail made conversation difficult, especially when constantly ducking under branches. Steve led the way, with Angie following him, then Michelle, with Kristi bringing up the rear. Angie and Steve would exchange words occasionally, but Michelle and Kristi barely spoke, each seemingly lost in thought.

Kristi was still in a turmoil about what to do. She never imagined she’d have to choose between a boyfriend and a girlfriend. Then there was this crazy group of … swingers, or whatever they were. She did still like Jake and didn’t regret the things they’d done, but the way Steve had made her feel was like … ten times better than with Jake.

And then there was Michelle. What exactly was she? Her girlfriend? Lover? Their relationship had certainly taken an odd turn. As her eyes dropped to Michelle’s petite ass inside her tan hiking shorts, she felt butterflies in her stomach at the still very vivid memories of the things they’d done. Yes, she’d been with Angie and Steve too, but Michelle was different. She felt they’d connected on more than just a physical level. Of course, they’d been friends for a long time before the sex so it stood to reason their emotional attachment would be stronger. But she’d known Steve longer than Michelle, and while she did consider him a close friend as well, it wasn’t the same.

She was still turning this over in her head when they emerged into the main clearing at the swimming hole. Steve volunteered to retrieve the hidden bicycles and the girls dropped their packs and reclined on the grass in the shade of the trees.

“I feel like taking a swim,” Michelle mused, eyeing the rope swing hanging from the oak tree.

Angie plucked at the grass for a few seconds, then looked up, squinting against the bright noon sunlight. “I’m kinda beat. I think I’ll just go home.” She stretched out her long tanned legs. “Besides, my dad flew in yesterday. He’ll want to see me.” She frowned and sighed. “And I’m sure I’ll have to have a “sex talk” from both of them.”

Michelle and Kristi nodded as Steve dropped the last of the four bicycles on the grass and walked over.

“Sex talk?” he asked, eyeing Angie quizzically.

She nodded and stood up. “Don’t get too excited, stud. I was just saying how my parents are gonna be a little weird when we get back. They’ll want me to talk about what we did last night.” She shuddered, frowning. “Not something I’m exactly looking forward to.”

Steve scowled, then put his arm around her shoulder. “Yeah, I get it. Don’t worry, baby. We didn’t do anything two people in love shouldn’t do and I’ll be right there with you.”

She smiled and shook her head. “My white knight,” she said with a wide smile.

They collected up their things and with a wave to the girls, started off toward home.

Kristi looked over at Michelle after they disappeared into the woods. “Are you really going for a swim?” They’d played in the creek until just before packing up camp and besides, she was wiped out from all the drinking and sex. It was going to take the remainder of her energy just to get home.

Michelle smiled and shook her head. “No, I just wanted to be alone with you for a bit. You, know… to talk.”

Kristi nodded, gazing down at the blades of grass between her long, tanned legs. Michelle paused, then continued.

“So, what are you going to do about Jake?” Another pause, then she added in a softer voice, “And us?”

Kristi inhaled a deep breath and shook her head. “I really don’t know. I’ve been thinking about it all morning and I just can’t seem to come to an easy solution.” She looked up at Michelle. “I don’t regret what we did - me and you, and the rest. I mean, it was fun, and … well, I think we kind of … maybe, started something?”

Michelle nodded, her eyes never leaving Kristi’s face.

“I mean,” Kristi continued, “I still like Jake and he is the guy I gave my cherry to.”

“But …” Michelle said.

Kristi shook her head and looked up at her, holding her eyes for only a brief moment. “But, it was so much better with you guys! I mean, Jake couldn’t even get me off unless he … you know, went down on me. But when Steve was … you know …” She closed her eyes and a faint smile came to her lips as she relived the amazing orgasm as he fucked her. “… sooo much better!”

Michelle couldn’t help grinning. “Yeah, he is pretty good, isn’t he?”

Her grin was infectious and Kristi’s face broke out into a wide grin, her cheeks reddening. “Yeah.”

They sat in silence for another few seconds until Michelle said, “And what about me? Do you want to continue what we started?”

She didn’t reply right away and Michelle feared she was trying to decide the best way to let her down easy when Kristi crawled over and placed a hand on her soft cheek. She looked up to see her smiling lovingly into her eyes.

“I do,” she whispered. “Very much.”

Michelle smiled broadly and felt tears welling up in her eyes. “Really?”

Kristi nodded and wiped a tear from her cheek. “Yes, really. The best part of this camping trip was the time we spent together, and I don’t want that to end.”

Michelle suddenly wrapped her arms around Kristi’s neck and hugged her tightly. “Neither do I,” she whispered, “neither do I.” She released Kristi and took a quick glance toward the trail, then leaned in and kissed her lips, softly at first, then with more passion. Kristi welcomed her kiss and pushed her tongue into her friend’s mouth, losing herself in their warm, wet kiss.

The telltale rattle of a bicycle coming down the path from the road broke the spell and they pulled apart just as Jake came flying out of the woods on his mountain bike. He spotted them immediately and swung over in their direction, coming to a skidding halt a few yards from where they sat at the edge of the trees.

“Hey!” he exclaimed, dropping his bike and walking over to them. He looked at their backpacks and looked around. “Where’s Steve and Angie?”

The girls stood up, brushing the grass and twigs from their clothes.

“They went home,” Michelle said. “Angie’s dad came home last night so she had to go.”

“Oh,” he said absently, his eyes drifting from one to the other, taking in every inch of their bodies. Michelle and Kristi exchanged a silent look that almost bordered on contempt for the way he was so obviously mentally undressing them.

“Is your grandmother ok?” Kristi asked as he came over and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

“Yeah, she’s fine,” he replied, then gave them a quick run-down of why he hadn’t made an appearance the night before. “It sucks, but what could I do?”

“There’ll be other campouts,” Michelle said, watching as Jake’s hand went around Kristi’s waist and dropped lower. Was she actually jealous?

“I guess,” he said, then looked down at Kristi. “So, what are you doing now? Wanna hang out for a bit?”

Kristi glanced over at Michelle, who was pretending not to overhear their conversation. “I dunno, I’m pretty beat,” she said. “We were up late last night and it got so hot in the tent we really couldn’t sleep long.”

Jake’s face flashed a look of disappointment and Kristi knew he’d been hoping to get laid. And if she hadn’t been so sore from last night, she might have considered it.

“Oh,” was all he said.

“Maybe we could get together later?” she added quickly, bringing her hand to his chest.

He smiled and seemed to perk up a bit. “Sure, ok.”

Michelle picked up her backpack and slung it over her shoulder. “I’m gonna head for home. I’m starving and I need a shower.”

Kristi reached for her backpack. “Yeah, me too.”

They picked up their bikes and began pushing them toward the path. Kristi wasn’t sure how Michelle felt, but she was reluctant to put her tender pussy on the seat for the ride up the rough trail. The road would be torture enough. Jake grabbed his bike and trotted up next to them.

Conversation was sparse as they pedaled toward home, pulling to a stop at the corner of Kristi’s street. Jake and Michelle lived two streets over.

“Ok, well, I guess I’ll see you guys later,” Kristi said.

Jake pushed over next to her and gave her another kiss and she smiled at him. Michelle watched and Kristi caught her eye, wordlessly trying to convey that she'd rather be kissing her. Michelle gave no hint of comprehension so she wasn’t sure if she was successful or not.

“See ya,” she said, and pedaled away.

Jake and Michelle watched her go for a few seconds, then Michelle said, “Well, I better go too.”

Jake rolled his bike over to her. “Is she ok?”

Michelle’s brow furrowed. Had he seen them kissing? She tried to keep a straight face. “What do you mean?”

He shrugged. “I dunno, she just seems a little … distant.”

Michelle could feel her face getting warm and she tried to laugh off her nervousness. “She’s just tired, Jake. You know how you feel after being up drinking half the night.” And fucking, she thought to herself.

He nodded thoughtfully. “I guess that’s it.” Michelle stood on her pedals. “See you around,” he said as she pulled away.

“See ya,” she called back over her shoulder.

He watched her go, then shook his head as he started off toward the mall. Something just didn’t feel right, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.


Chapter 68

Angie and Steve coasted into the O’Connell’s driveway and rolled to a stop in the garage. They leaned their bikes against the wall and Steve put the tent, stove, and lantern back on the shelf. When he turned back to Angie, she was looking through the window at the house, a worried expression on her face. He went over and took her into his arms.

“It’ll be ok, Ang. I’ll be right there with you.” He looked down into her angelic face and gave her a wan grin. “Besides, I’m the one who your dad’s gonna know had sex with you. I just hope he doesn’t hate me too much.”

Angie shook her head. “Daddy likes you a lot, Steve. He won’t be mad at you.”

“I hope you’re right,” he replied. He looked toward the house and sighed. “Well, we might as well get it over with.”

Hand in hand they walked out of the garage and opened the door. The house was silent as they stepped inside and without even pausing to think about it, they both went quickly down into the basement. Steve tossed his backpack into his room and nodded to the bathroom.

“You go first.”

She smiled and went over to kiss him. “I wish we could go together!” she whispered as her soft lips brushed against his ear.

The familiar sound of footsteps on the creaky kitchen floor ended their brief embrace. Angie dropped her backpack inside her room and went quickly into the bathroom, tugging her top off before closing the door.

Steve waited as the footsteps moved from the kitchen to the back door, then down the steps. His mother’s bare legs came into view and her eyes met his as she descended the stairs and stopped a few feet from where he stood. She turned briefly toward the bathroom when the shower started, then looked back at him. Steve tried to meet her eyes, but found he couldn’t.

“So,” she began, “how was the camping trip?”

“Fine,” he replied, looking down at his sneakers.

She didn’t say anything, but walked over and took a seat at one end of the couch. She patted the cushion next to her.

“Have a seat, Steve. We need to talk.”

Reluctantly, he went over and plopped down at the other end of the couch, still staring down at his folded arms. A few more long seconds ticked by before his mother spoke again.

“I just thought you should know that Mark knows about you and Angie seeing one another.” Steve nodded wordlessly. “And he knows that you two are having sex. Cathy told him last night.”

Steve swallowed hard and nodded again, feeling the knot in his stomach grow. “Is…is he mad?”

Karen tried to suppress her smile and shook her head, reaching out to lay a hand on his shoulder. “No, honey, he isn’t mad. He knows this was something that was going to happen sooner or later. I think he’s relieved she picked a nice guy like you.”

He glanced up at her. “Really?”

She smiled and nodded. “Really.” Then she glanced up the stairs and leaned in closer. “Don’t tell them I told you this, but he told your father and I that if he had to choose a boyfriend for her, you’d be his first choice.”

Steve’s jaw dropped. “He said that!?”

Karen brought a finger to her lips. “Keep it to yourself, kiddo, but yes, he did.”

She watched Steve absorb that and could sense a small measure of relief wash over him. She took a deep breath and decided to ask him the one thing she hadn’t been able to ask.

“Steve, I…I need to ask you something, and I want you to be honest with me.” She paused, studying his face.

He looked up at her and slowly nodded, feeling a surge of adrenalin. “Uh, sure, Mom. What is it?” Had she found out about his weed?

Karen took a deep breath. “Do you remember when we had the talk about you picking either Angie or Michelle?”

Steve swallowed hard and nodded.

“Yeah, I remember.”

Karen hesitated for a few seconds, searching for the right way to say it. She decided the direct approach would be best and looked up into his eyes. “Are all three of you sleeping together?”

Steve froze, and even though he knew his shocked and guilty expression answered her question, he couldn’t stop himself. Karen sighed deeply and closed her eyes.

“Steve, are you sure you want to do that? I mean, it may seem like fun now, but that’s something even most adults can’t handle.”

He shrugged and looked down at his hands in his lap. How did she know? He had to stop underestimating her. And find a better hiding place for his weed.

“I dunno…it just…happened.” This was by far the weirdest conversation he’d ever had with her.

Karen took his hand. “Look at me.” He forced himself to look and she continued. “I can tell you and Angie have a deep connection - maybe even love. But, if you add another person into the mix, things can get very complicated.” She paused. “I don’t want to know the details - that’s personal, but I do want you to know you’re playing a very dangerous game and I don’t want to see you or anyone else get hurt.”

Just then the shower stopped. Karen released his hand and stood up.

“Just be careful, honey. Please. I know you’re growing up but I still worry about you.” She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Come on up when you’re ready. We’re all going to have a little family discussion with Angie’s parents.”

She turned to go, then stopped and turned back to him. “I haven’t told anyone about my suspicions about the three of you. And I’m going to keep it that way unless I start seeing problems. Do you understand me?”

He looked up and nodded sheepishly.

“Okay. I’ll see you in a bit.”

With that, she went back upstairs and Steve collapsed back against the couch, releasing a long breath. Holy shit!

He was still sitting there a couple of minute later, staring blankly at the dark TV screen when Angie opened the bathroom door and a steamy mist followed her towel-wrapped body into the rec room. She noticed his blank expression and went over to him.

“Steve? Are you all right?” she asked, taking a seat next to him.

He looked over at her and without preamble blurted out, “She knows. Mom knows about you, me, and Michelle.”

Angie’s eyes grew big and her mouth opened. Her jaw worked as if she was trying to come up with something to say but couldn’t find the words. Finally she managed to blurt out, “But … how? And how do you know?”

Steve gestured toward the stairs. “She came down while you were in the shower. She just came right out and asked me.”

Angie leaned back beside him, her face taking on the same worried expression. “Holy shit, my parents will freak!”

Steve told her about his mother’s pledge not to tell the others and she seemed a bit skeptical, but Steve believed her and convinced Angie that she wouldn’t spill the beans.

“She said we have to have a ‘family talk’ when we’re both ready, so I guess I better get showered so we can get this over with.”

Angie nodded and absently rubbed at her damp hair with a towel. “Y … yeah …” she said almost as if to herself.


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It actually went better than either of them had expected. It was basically what they’d expected - always be careful, treat one another with respect, etc, etc. The atmosphere was even somewhat relaxed and while Mark and Cathy occasionally looked at him with a concerned expression, he felt no animosity from either of them.

Angie seemed to be the most embarrassed of all of them, something Steve found distinctly out of character for her. Of course, none of them knew her like he did and he suspected she was playing the innocent little girl card for them.

When they finished, it was time to start preparations for the evening meal. Angie was recruited for kitchen duty while Steve went out to the deck with Mark and his dad. It was a little awkward at first, but eventually they started talking about sports and stuff and he felt himself relaxing somewhat. His father even surprised him by telling him to get a beer for himself when he went in to get one for them. It was almost like he’d passed some ritual and had become one of them. A man. His chest swelled with pride as he sipped at the beer and joined in their animated conversation about the upcoming football season.

Dinner went well and when they finished, Steve and Angie slipped down into the basement. They flopped down on the couch and Angie grinned at him.

“That wasn’t so bad!”

Steve returned her grin and shook his head. “I can’t believe my dad let me have two beers!”

Angie laughed and hugged his arm. “Well, you are a man now!”

He laughed and pushed her away playfully. “Quiet, woman!”

Her eyes grew wide and a mischievous grin crossed her face. “Oh, you’re gonna pay for that!” she cried before lunging at him.

He caught her around the waist and threw her to the couch, leaning over her and tickling her mercilessly. She howled in laughter and squirmed as his fingers sought out her most ticklish areas and she squealed in delight.

Upstairs, all four parents were sitting around the table chatting and sharing a bottle of wine. When Angie’s laughter reached them, they all stopped talking and listened for a moment. Cathy looked at Mark, then her eyes went to Karen. Karen smiled and sipped at her wine, then they went back to their conversation.


To be continued ...

angelwings03
01-25-2009, 03:38 AM
thanks bj you are a gem. another fantastic installment.

Brigit Astar
01-25-2009, 10:26 AM
thank you for the addition

surfguy17
01-25-2009, 07:10 PM
good so far keep it up :)

bubba420time
01-26-2009, 09:11 AM
super story...please continue

yngtaillvr
01-26-2009, 11:06 AM
Michelle and kristi kissing...wonderful...great story, thanks BJ

BJ Cortland
01-26-2009, 06:50 PM
I had a sudden burst of inspiration and did up another part last night. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 69

Michelle dropped her backpack onto her bedroom floor and fell back onto her bed. She was drained, completely worn out from the full night of sex and drinking. The cold bath in the creek had more or less taken care of her slight hangover, leaving her with just the hint of a lingering headache.

She lay there for a few minutes, wanting to just close her eyes and take a short nap. Yes, that was just what she needed. Just close her eyes for a moment…

Faintly in the background she heard the phone ringing out in the family room but she made no move to get up. A few seconds later there was a tapping on her bedroom door and she looked up to see her mother peeking in.

“Phone, honey.”

She pushed herself up and walked over to her mother to take the cordless phone from her. Before her mother passed it to her, she cupped a hand over the mouthpiece.

“Please don’t make any plans for after supper. It’s a little cooler today so your father and I are going to tackle that mess in the storage room. We’d appreciate your help.”

Michelle nodded and took the phone from her. “Sure, Mom, no problem.”

Her mother left, closing the door behind her and Michelle put the phone to her ear.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Michelle. It’s Jake.”

Jake? Why was he calling her? “Uh, hi, Jake. What’s up?”

He hesitated and she was about to ask if he was still there when he spoke up. “Um, remember earlier when I said Kristi was acting a little strange toward me?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Well, I was wondering…could you maybe…talk to her? Ask her if I did something to make her angry?”

Michelle took in a deep breath. “Well, yeah, I guess so. What exactly is she doing that’s so strange?” She knew the answer, of course, and the reason for her new attitude about him.

“I dunno…she just seems like she doesn’t really want to be with me, you know? Like she might be thinking of breaking it off and I can’t figure out what I did. Did she say anything on the camping trip?”

Michelle paused, then said, “No, not really. She did mention that she wished you could have come too.” That wasn’t a complete lie - she did allude to that at first.

“Really?”

“Yeah, she did. Ok, sure, Jake, I’ll talk to her.”

She heard him exhale a breath of relief. “Thanks, Michelle. I owe you one.”

“No problem. Give me a day or two, ok? My folks have me tied up here doing chores.”

“Oh, all right, I guess. Just let me know or get her to call me, ok?”

She promised to do what she could and hung up. This was starting to get complicated. Jake would have to be handled delicately. She started to dial Angie’s number, then stopped and sniffed at her top, which smelled like a campfire. She needed a shower and a change of clothes first.

She went over to her closet and took out her white terry cloth robe, then quickly undressed and slipped it on. She picked up the phone and went out into the family room to return it to its cradle. Her father was there watching a NASCAR race on TV and she gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

“Hi, Daddy. Who’s winning?” She didn’t really follow the races but she knew from osmosis many of the driver’s names and that his favorite was Dale Earnhardt Jr.

“Gordon,” he said dejectedly, “but it’s still early.”

She smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then went into the kitchen where her mother was loading the dishwasher.

“I’m going to take a quick shower, Mom.”

“Ok, honey. I’ll wait until you’re done to start this then.”

She went into the bathroom, started the shower and shrugged off her robe, then stepped into the warm spray and immediately felt better as the water rinsed the lingering sweat and grime from her skin. She soaked her hair and lathered in her favorite citrus scented shampoo, then let the water slowly rinse it from her long hair.

When her hair was fully rinsed, she picked up a louffa and soaped up her body, wincing when her fingers dipped between her legs to her still tender pussy. Steve had really worked her over good.

Her ass also was still a little sore and she wondered how long it would be before she was ready to try anal again. It kind of surprised her that she’d found it so pleasurable. She had a feeling that it would be fun, but thought it of it as something she could do to please her man. The fact that she got off on it as well was a huge bonus.

She rinsed off and stood under the soothing spray for a few more minutes, then turned off the water and dried herself off. She slipped into her robe and wrapped a towel around her hair, then went back to her room, calling out to her mother that she was finished and could start the dishwasher.

She sat at her makeup table and rubbed her hair until it was dry enough to brush. As she was brushing it, she leaned over and turned on her computer. Artie had been e-mailing her about what he was up to at his aunt and uncle’s and each day the message seemed to be more about how much he missed her and couldn’t wait to come home.

She began blow drying her hair as she opened up her e-mail and saw that there were two new messages from Artie. She read each one with a smile and a warm spot in her heart for the sweet guy who was obviously totally smitten with her. Angie was only mentioned occasionally in his e-mails.

In the second one, he wrote that his parents decided to stay for a couple more days. He told her again how much he missed her and asked if she could send him a picture of herself. That would be simple enough. Her parents had given her a digital camera for Christmas and it would be a simple matter to snap a picture and send it off to him.

She finished with her hair and went over to her dresser to get her camera. Looking around her room, she decided that if she set on a few books on top of her desk it would be about the proper height if she sat on her bed. She lined it up and after taking a few test shots to make sure of her positioning, applied a little makeup and checked her hair, then set the timer and took a few pictures until she had a decent head shot.

She was about to upload the picture to her computer when she was struck with an idea. Why not send him a few pictures he’d really like? A sly grin crossed her face and she moved the camera slightly so that it covered her entire bed. She went over and opened her door just a crack, peering down the hall. Her mother was carrying a laundry basket of dirty clothes toward the basement stairs and she could hear the roar of engines as her father’s race continued on the TV.

She quietly closed her door and untied her robe, letting it drop to the floor. She set the timer on her camera and lay down on her bed with her legs spread and one hand between them. The other hand went to her breast and she tilted her head back, arching her back just as the camera flashed.

She jumped up and checked the picture on the viewer. The aim was a little off and it wasn‘t perfectly centered, but it was close enough. She had an idea for another pose and quickly gathered up a few more thick books from her shelf, raising the camera to almost eye-level. She set the timer and went over to her bed, getting on her knees and spreading her legs, her hands cupping her full breasts. She checked the picture and found it needed to be a little higher. Placing one more thick book under her camera, she took the same shot again and grinned at the result. If these pictures didn’t have Artie pumping his big cock, nothing would!

She put her robe back on in case one of her parents came in, then quickly uploaded the pictures to her computer. She grinned as a larger image of her simulated masturbation filled her screen. Working quickly, she attached both sexy pictures and the innocent head shot to an e-mail and hesitated only a brief second before clicking the ‘send’ button. ‘There you go, Artie,’ she thought with a grin.

She played around on her computer for a bit, then put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that she didn’t mind getting dirty while cleaning out the storage room. The shower had invigorated her for a while, but now she was once again feeling the effects of too little sleep. She needed to recharge before tackling the storage room so she lay down on her bed and closed her eyes.

A knock at her door startled her awake and her mother peeked in again.

“Dinner will be in about half an hour, honey,” she said.

Michelle propped herself up and looked at her alarm clock. It was almost five o’clock.

“Oh, ok. Thanks, Mom,” she said, stifling a yawn.

Her mother smiled. “You must have been tired. You slept for almost three hours.”

She smiled sleepily. “Yeah. We were up kinda late last night.”

Her mother smiled and nodded. “I went on a few sleepovers myself when I was your age. I know how you feel.”

With that, she closed the door and Michelle couldn’t stop the image of her mother taking part in an orgy from entering her mind. She quickly pushed it out and got up, stretching. She needed to call Angie and see what they were going to do about the Jake situation.

She went out to the family room and retrieved the phone. Her father sat watching the post race interviews, a scowl on his face as a picture of Jeff Gordon standing next to his car in the Winner’s Circle flashed onto the screen.

“Aw, I’m sorry, Daddy,” she said, kissing him on the cheek. “There’s always next week, right?”

He grunted a reply and stood up, turning off the TV. “Yeah, I suppose,” he said glumly. “Guess I’ll go help your mother with dinner.”

She wandered back down the hall, punching Angie’s number into the phone. She closed her door as it rang and was answered by Steve on the second ring.

“Hey, there,” she said.

“Michelle, hi!”

“Sorry to call so close to dinner, but I really need to talk to Angie. Is she there?”

She waited as Steve handed the phone over to Angie and after a bit of small talk, she told her what Jake had asked her to do. Angie was silent for a few seconds.

“Well, it looks like we don’t have a choice anymore,” she finally said. “Kristi seems to like being part of the group and if Jake isn’t, how can she be?”

Michelle sighed in agreement. “I have no problem with him being part of the group,” she replied, “I mean as far as the sex goes, but I’m worried about him keeping quiet about it.”

Angie said something to Steve, then came back to Michelle. “Yeah, I feel the same way. I think we’re going to have to talk with Kristi first, all three of us, then see what to do from there.”

“Agreed. So when do we do this? Jake seemed pretty impatient for me to talk to her. I don’t think he’ll wait that long.”

“How about tonight? We could meet at the mall.”

“I can’t,” Michelle replied. “My parents need me to do some work here.”

“Tomorrow morning then,” she said, then quickly said, “Hold on a sec.”

She heard her and Steve talking in hushed tones, then she came back on the line.

“Steve has to work tomorrow but he said we could handle it. For some reason he trusts us.” She giggled and told Steve to cut out whatever he was doing.

Michelle grinned at their good-natured ribbing. “Well, if he trusts us, it’s ok with me. I’ll give Kristi a call and make sure she can make it, then call you back.”

They said goodbye and hung up, then she dialed Kristi.

**************

Angie hung up the phone and sighed, turning to Steve. They were sitting on the couch in the basement watching TV and making out a little. As much as they both wanted to go into one of the bedrooms for a little romp, part of ‘the talk’ had been about how they would be closely monitored at home and any hanky-panky would not be tolerated. Unscheduled nightly bed checks were also part of the deal to allow them to maintain their current sleeping arrangements in the basement. Any infraction would bring on a brutal grounding and Angie would be relocated to another part of the house.

“It looks like we’re going to have another group member.”

Steve nodded, his face serious. “I understand the reason, and Jake’s a decent guy in many ways, but …”

She interrupted him. “But you don’t think he can keep it a secret, right?”

He nodded. “He’s got a big mouth. When we were coming back from the liquor store yesterday with his brother he was bragging to him about how he’d ‘nailed’ Kristi.” He sighed and shook his head. “I’d kill him if I heard him talking like that about you or Michelle.”

She moved closer and lay her head on his shoulder. “I know, baby. That’s one of the reasons I love you.” They sat in contemplative silence for several moments before Angie sat up.

“I can’t think of any other way. I mean, if we don’t let him in, what happens with Kristi and Michelle? I think they really hit it off.”

Steve nodded. “Yeah, I noticed that too.”

“I mean, if she breaks up with him, how are they ever going to hook up? He’s still a friend and he’ll want to hang out with us. We can’t all just stop hanging out with him.”

Again, Steve nodded. “And it would be hard for us all to hook up.”

Angie nodded emphatically. “Exactly. So I’m thinking that if we ease him in slowly then explain that if anything about it gets out, he’s out for good. That includes friendship. He’s just gone.” She studied his face. “Would that work?”

Steve thought about it. He and Jake had been friends since they were in kindergarten. For the most part, he was a stand-up guy and a good friend. But he could also be a callous jerk at times. And the idea of ending his friendship with him after all those years seemed a bit harsh. But maybe the threat of that, not to mention risking losing hot sex with three beautiful girls on a regular basis, might be enough to keep his silence.

“That may work,” he said, turning to her. “We just need to emphasize that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity and if he blows it he’ll be kicking his ass for the rest of his life.”

Angie nodded as the phone rang. She picked it up, answering on the first ring.

“I told Kristi about our plan and she’s going to meet us in the food court at eleven,” Michelle said.

“Perfect,” Angie replied. “Meet me here at ten and we can talk about what we’re going to tell her before she gets there.”

Michelle agreed and they hung up. Angie snuggled up against Steve, staring at the movie neither of them was really paying any attention to. Tomorrow could be the start of a new phase of their swinging, or it could all come crashing down around them. She hugged him tightly and tried to focus on the movie.


Chapter 70

The next day, Michelle arrived at Angie and Steve’s promptly at ten and they began the short walk to the mall.

“So, how should we do this?” Angie asked.

Michelle thought for a moment. “I don’t think we should move too quickly,” she said. “Like, maybe just one of us at first.”

Angie nodded. “Ok, so who?”

Michelle smiled wanly. “I think I win that honor. Kristi’s warming up to you, but she knows me better.” Angie nodded her agreement. “Besides, I think we really bonded the other night.”

Angie smiled. “Steve and I were talking about that after you called last night. You two looked like a couple.” She grinned and nudged Michelle. “A very hot and sexy couple!”

Michelle smiled. “After being friends for all these years it’s kinda strange and cool how we connect so intimately.”

“Ok, so we suggest that you and Kristi …what? Seduce him somehow?”

Michelle grinned. “I’ve been thinking about that and I think I have a plan.”

As they entered the mall, she began outlining her plan and Angie’s grin widened as it was revealed. Michelle was just finishing her explanation as they sat at a table.

“Oh my god, Michelle! You little slut!” She laughed out loud. “I love it!”

Michelle grinned and laughed with her. “I kinda thought you might!”

Two older ladies sitting a couple of table over turned in their direction but their words were low enough that they weren’t overheard. They began talking in excited hushed tones while they waited for Kristi.

She arrived a few minutes before eleven and took a seat next to Michelle, facing Angie. After a few pleasantries, they got straight to the business at hand.

“Ok, we need to make this quick because I have to go soon,” Angie said. “My parents narrowed their choice of houses down to two and they want me to help decide today.”

“Cool,” Michelle said. She turned to Kristi. “This is kinda up to you, Kristi.”

Kristi gave her a perplexed look. “Me?”

Angie took over. “Yes. If you want to keep seeing Jake and hang with us, he’s gonna know something’s up. He already suspects something after just one time. Imagine trying to keep this from him indefinitely.”

Kristi inhaled a deep breath and nodded.

“So,” Angie continued, “Here’s what it boils down to: If you decide that a relationship with Michelle and the rest of us isn’t for you and you choose Jake, then ok. All we ask is that you promise to keep what we do to yourself.” She glanced over at Michelle, who appeared to be holding her breath. “Of course, you could still join us once in a while if you wanted to, as long as Jake didn’t suspect it.”

Kristi nodded and looked over at Michelle.

“And if I decide that I want to stay with Michelle?”

Angie leaned back. “Then we have to tell Jake everything and include him in our …well, our orgies.” Might as well call them what they are, she told herself.

Michelle spoke up. “Neither of us have any problem with that, nor does Steve. Our concern is that he might not be able to keep quiet about it and go bragging to his friends.”

Kristi nodded her understanding. “Yes, you have a point.” She looked up at her two lovers. “Jake can be a little…outspoken sometimes.”

Angie smiled at her diplomatic choice of words for Jake’s big mouth. “If you decide that’s what you want, we’re all willing to take a chance on him. So, like I said, it’s up to you, honey.”

Kristi took a deep breath, looking over at Michelle. Michelle tried to smile, but it was plainly evident she was waiting for a reply. Kristi stared at her beautiful friend and wanted to rush into her arms and hold her. Jake was a good guy, and she didn’t really want to break up with him, but if she had to make a choice based on her feelings at that moment, it was plainly evident to her.

“I want to stay with Michelle,” she said after only a moment’s consideration. Michelle’s eyes glittered with unshed tears and a smile broke out on her face.

“Do you mean that?” she asked, wiping at a stray tear.

Kristi smiled warmly and nodded. “Oh, yes. It wasn’t a difficult decision.”

Michelle felt her heart swell with emotion and she wished they’d chosen a more private place so she could hold Kristi and give her a loving kiss. Instead, she sniffed and reached across the table, grasping her small hand. “Thank you, baby,” she whispered.

Angie placed her hand over theirs and smiled at both of them. “You two are just too precious!”

Michelle slapped her playfully and wiped another tear. “Oh, stop it!” Kristi just grinned from ear to ear.

“Ok then, it’s settled,” Angie said, standing up. “I’m afraid I have to go so I’ll leave it up to you two to work out the details.”

They said their goodbyes and Michelle promised to call her later with the full story. They watched her walk across the mall, her tight jeans drawing stares from several patrons, then turned back to one another.

“So what’s this plan of yours?” Kristi asked.

Michelle grinned. “Call Jake and tell him you spoke to me and didn’t realize he felt that way. Apologize and ask him if he can meet you at the creek after lunch, and make sure he gets the impression you‘re going to put out. Don’t say anything about me.”

She took out her cell phone and began entering his number. “And then what? We just seduce him?”

Michelle grinned as Kristi put the phone to her ear. “Something like that,” she said with a wink.

Chapter 71

Half an hour later they were in Michelle’s bedroom. Kristi sat on her bed as she dug through her dresser drawer.

“What are you looking for?”

Michelle closed the drawer and pulled open another one. “You’ll see,” she said, glancing back at her before turning her attention back to the drawer. “Aha!” She exclaimed, pulling some colored fabric out. “Got it! Ok, let’s go!”

She stuffed the cloth into a small pack along with some bottles of water and they left for the creek. As Michelle had predicted, Jake was all too eager to meet with Kristi and hopefully reconcile with a little romp in the woods.

They arrived a little before the time Kristi told Jake to meet her. They dropped their bikes over near the path to the campsite and Michelle pushed hers deep into the woods. She came back out and embraced Kristi, kissing her lovingly for several long seconds before releasing her soft lips.

“Mmm…if you only knew how much I wanted to do that back at the mall,” she said, brushing Kristi’s dark bangs from her eyes.

“So did I,” Kristi whispered, moving in for another kiss.

Michelle pulled the colored cloth from her pack and gave it to Kristi. “Remember what I told you. You have to get this right for it to work.”

Kristi stashed the cloth in her own pack and nodded. “Don’t worry. I’ll have him right where we want him in no time.”

Michelle smiled and leaned in for another kiss. Kristi welcomed her lovingly, their tongues darting and exploring. The rattle of a bike coming down the path from the road ended their hot kiss prematurely, leaving both girls panting for breath. Michelle grabbed her pack.

“Ok, see you in a bit!” She ran into the path only a few seconds before Jake rolled into the clearing, steering toward Kristi.

She smiled and went over to him as he dropped his bike to the grass next to hers.

“Hey, Jake,” she said, reaching out for his hand. “I’m so sorry I made you feel neglected. Tell me how I can make it up to you.” She looked up at him, a coquettish grin on her pretty face.

He felt his cock twitch at the sight of her in her short white tennis skirt and matching tank top.

“Wow, Kristi, you look great!” he exclaimed, his eyes moving over her entire body.

She grinned and stepped closer. “I bet I can look even better!” she said with a wink. He grinned as he pictured her standing completely naked before him.

“Yeah, I bet you could,” he mused.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in for a kiss. When their lips met, she immediately thrust her tongue into his mouth and pressed her body tight to his. She could feel his stiffening cock pressing against her through his shorts and rubbed her body subtly against it.

When she finally released him they were both a little breathless. She looked up into his eyes and gestured with a nod of her head to the path that led to the place they’d camped.

“Why don’t we go where we can have a little more privacy?” she suggested, giving him her best ‘come fuck me now!’ look.

He nodded, a goofy grin on his face and started to let her lead him into the woods before remembering their bikes were lying out in the open. He stopped her.

“Wait. We need to hide our bikes.” He went back and picked his up and Kristi followed to get hers as she tried to remember exactly where Michelle had hidden hers. It had been to the right of the path. Yes, she was positive.

She picked up her bike and was first onto the path. “In here,” she said, pushing it into the thick brush on the left side.

Jake followed her without question and a few minutes later they were half walking/half running down the path to the other clearing where Michelle was hiding, waiting for just the right moment.

When they arrived, Kristi looked around quickly and could see no sign of Michelle. She saw a place that would allow her to carry out their plan and led Jake over to it. It was a grassy area with some small saplings about the size of her forearm at one side. They embraced and kissed and she murmured her approval as Jake’s hands moved down and cupped her ass under her short skirt. She pressed her pelvis tight against him and began a slow grind against his now fully hard cock. She felt him gasp into her mouth and knew her seduction was driving him crazy with desire. Hopefully crazy enough for him to say yes to her suggestion.

They kissed for several moments and she was becoming quite aroused as well. Despite her newly acquired taste for pussy, she found she still loved the idea of having a cock in her mouth or pussy and felt a surge of relief. So she wasn’t gay, only bi-sexual.

After a few more minutes of deep, passionate kisses, she felt the time was right and pulled her lips from his, their eyes meeting. She licked her lips and nibbled on her lower lip.

“I’d like to try something different,” she said in her best sexy voice. “Are you up for it?”

He gave her a questioning grin, then shrugged. “Sure. What is it?”

She gave him a devilish grin and took a step back. “Are you sure? It’s kinda kinky, but I think you’ll like it.”

He followed her, nodding. “I like kinky,” he said.

She slipped her backpack off and unzipped it. He watched as she pulled out the long pieces of colored cloth, wondering what she was up to. She stood up, holding two of them in one hand and snapping the third between her hands.

“I want to tie your hands and blindfold you,” she said, her smoldering eyes locking on his. “Then I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop!”

He stared at her open-mouthed. While the idea of being tied and blindfolded was rather low on the kink scale, the fact that this once sexually timid girl was proposing it took him completely off-guard. Not to mention the way she was talking.

She took a step closer to him, the black cloth held firmly taught between her hands. “So, what do you say? Wanna play with me?”

He grinned awkwardly and nodded. “Sure. Sounds like fun.” He looked around. “Where do you want me?”

She pointed at the grassy area by the saplings. “Take off your shirt and lie there with your arms over your head.”

Jake eyed her questioningly. “You’re going to tie me to the trees?”

She nodded. “Don’t you trust me?” Her eyes sparkled mischievously.

He laughed, albeit a little nervously, and pulled his t-shirt off while she extracted a beach towel from her pack and spread it out over the grass. “Sure, I trust you, baby.”

He knelt on the towel and allowed her to tie the black cloth around his head, completely blocking his eyes. There was no way he could see anything. Then she helped him lie down and straddled his chest. He could feel the damp heat from her panty covered pussy on his bare skin and it made his already hard cock grow even harder.

She tied another piece of cloth around one wrist, then did the same to the other one. Then she pulled off her top and tossed it aside, her bare breasts heaving and both nipples fully erect. She leaned over his head, allowing her hard nipples to brush across his lips as she secured his wrists to two stout saplings.

When she was satisfied with her knots, she sat up, placing both hands on his bare chest.

“Ok, Jake. Are you ready?”

He nodded, his mouth breaking into a wide grin. “Do your worst, baby!”

She looked up and nodded into the woods, then slid down and began to unfasten his shorts, talking to him in a low, sexy voice to hide any sounds Michelle might make while emerging from her hiding place.

“I can’t wait to feel your big hard cock fill my tight little pussy,” she cooed, lowering his fly.

Michelle stepped out of the trees, completely naked and grinning.

Kristi hooked her fingers inside his shorts and began to tug them down. He lifted his ass from the ground to help her. She continued to talk to him in her sexy voice.

“First I’m going to suck that monster into my mouth and use my tongue to make you feel so good …”

Michelle knelt softly next to them, her eyes sparkling as Kristi slowly revealed Jake’s erect cock to them both.

When she had his shorts off, she tossed them to one side and switched places with Michelle, who crawled up between his legs. Jake cocked his head and for a second they thought he’d heard or sensed the presence of another body, but Kristi lowered her head down next to Michelle’s and continued her dirty talk.

“Mmm…you look so yummy I just want to devour that beautiful cock …”

Michelle crawled even closer to his throbbing meat. She stuck out her tongue and gave his balls a quick lick, then rolled her tongue along his shaft.

Kristi grinned at Michelle and said, “Mmm…you taste good!”

Jake moaned and tugged at his bindings. “Oh fuck, Kristi! You’re driving me crazy!”

Michelle moved closer and wrapped her lips around his engorged purple head and sucked nearly half of his shaft into her warm, wet mouth. With a wink to Michelle, Kristi moved up and whispered into his ear.

“That’s the idea, baby!”

Jake suddenly stiffened and Kristi couldn’t stop herself from letting a partial giggle escape her lips. Michelle laughed with her eyes and continued to suck on Jake’s cock as he squirmed under her.

“Kristi! What the fuck…?! Who else is here?”

Kristi laughed and lifted his head so she could untie his blindfold. When he blinked the sunlight from his eyes and looked down, he gasped as Michelle looked up at him and gave a little wave without taking his cock from her mouth.

Kristi leaned in and kissed him. “Surprise!”

Jake stared dumfounded at Michelle as she sucked his cock with an almost loving determination. She finally let it slip from her lips with a slight popping sound and grinned up at him.

“Hi, Jake!”

He looked from her back to Kristi, who was standing up and taking off her skirt. His eyes were locked on her as she pulled off her panties and turned to allow him a full view of her perfect naked body before kneeling back down next to them.

“We thought maybe you might enjoy a threesome,” Michelle said as she stroked his shaft.

Kristi nodded and leaned in for a quick suck on his velvety soft head. She pulled her lips from it slowly, watching his face the entire time. Then she turned to Michelle and kissed her fully on the lips as she continued to stroke him.

Jake couldn’t believe his eyes. Two beautiful and naked girls were sucking his dick and making out! He had to be dreaming!

The girls ended their kiss and both turned to him. Kristi began kneading her soft tits and Michelle resumed sucking his cock.

“Are you ok with this?” Kristi asked, her face now serious.

Jake looked down and saw Michelle’s eyes watching him as her lips moved up and down his shaft.

“Y…yeah…sure…” he managed to gasp.

Michelle looked up at Kristi, who nodded. This seemed to be some type of signal the two of them had worked out because Michelle suddenly pulled his throbbing cock from her mouth and moved aside.

Immediately, Kristi straddled him and positioned her pussy over his engorged tip. Michelle crawled up next to him and leaned down.

“Now, from what Kristi tells me, you need to work on your self-control a little.” He shot her a funny look and she grinned. “That means you need to keep yourself from cumming until she’s had at least one good orgasm, stud.” She noticed a blush spread across his cheeks and lay a reassuring hand on his chest.

“Relax, a lot of guys have that problem. But I’m here to help!” She nodded to Kristi and she lowered herself until the tip of his cock pressed against her moist lips. “All you need is a little incentive.” Kristi lowered herself a little more, each of them letting a small gasp of pleasure escape their lips as his head slipped inside her hot pussy. Jake closed his eyes and swallowed, the sensations on his cock almost too much to bear. Michelle smiled at him.

“Feels good, huh?” He nodded jerkily. “But, I don’t want you to cum until she’s ready and here’s what’s gonna happen if you cum too soon.” She leaned in closer and whispered hoarsely. “You’re going to eat her pussy until you clean every bit of it out of her!”

Jake felt his urge to cum suddenly drop to almost nothing at the idea of eating his own jism from Kristi’s pussy. Michelle noted his expression of disgust and grinned, winking at Kristi.

“I believe we have his full attention now, baby!”

“N…no…I can’t do that!” he gasped.

At that, Kristi pulled herself from his cock, hovering her pussy just over the tip. Michelle shook her head sadly and sighed.

“Jake, your lack of confidence and self-control disappoints me.”

“Me too,” Kristi added, pouting.

“Please,” Jake pleaded. “Don’t make me do that! I’ll try. I’ll really try hard, but don’t make me do that!”

Michelle and Kristi exchanged a look and Kristi shrugged. “Maybe we can allow him a mulligan for the first time.”

Michelle pondered that and nodded. “All right, but after that we better both get off before you do or you’ll have to find your own way to untie yourself.”

He nodded, then stared at her. “Both of you?”

Michelle and Kristi grinned at him and nodded. “Oh, yes,” Michelle said. “We’re going to become very close, the three of us!”


Chapter 72

Angie gazed around the room that was going to be hers in just a couple of weeks. They’d seen both houses and after much discussion, had decided on the one with the pool. It was a little smaller than the other one, but it was only the three of them so they really didn’t need four bedrooms. And a pool would be so nice on these hot days. Plus, the previous owners had been transferred so the house was empty and they were anxious to sell. The other one would have taken a couple of months to close on.

Her room was in the basement, which she preferred. All too often she’d been kept awake by the sounds of sex from her parent’s room after they thought she was asleep in their old house. And they seemed to lead a very active sex life; too active for her to try to sleep just across the hall.

Both of them had given her a questioning look when she requested the basement room, but her argument was that she would be in high school in the fall and needed her privacy. Besides, this room was bigger and they wouldn’t be tripping over one another. When she mentioned that, her parents exchanged a look and agreed. Did they know she’d been hearing them?

As her parents and the realtor set up the offer upstairs, she explored more of the basement. There was a small rec room, a laundry room, and a small storage area under the steps. It wasn’t very big, but she was happy with it. Almost like her own little apartment, she thought.

Her thoughts went to Michelle and Kristi and she wondered if Michelle’s plan had worked. She’d been pleasantly surprised when Michelle told her about her plan to tie and blindfold Jake, then pull a switch. That little girl had a real perverted mind!

She heard footsteps echoing across the ceramic tile in the kitchen and voices approaching the back door.

“Just be certain to lock up when you leave,” she heard the realtor say, then the door opened and closed.

She went upstairs and met her parents in the kitchen, talking excitedly about their plans for their new home. Cathy smiled at her as she came in.

“Carl seems to think they’ll accept our first offer,” she said. “Isn’t going to be nice to have our own house again?”

Angie nodded, returning her smile enthusiastically. But her feeling were bittersweet. Sure, it would be great to have her own room where she could finally stop living out of her suitcase, but it was also very reassuring to know Steve was sleeping in the next room. They couldn’t sleep in the same bed, but that was the next best thing. It made her feel closer to him.

She followed them through the rooms, with her mother excitedly explaining her color choices and other changes while her father rolled his eyes in a good-natured ribbing at all the additions to the Honey-Do list a new house was going to bring. Angie knew he was only joking and was just as excited as her mother.

“Um, is it ok if I go over to Michelle’s?” she asked once the tour was over. Fortunately, the house was only a few streets from Michelle and just a couple more from Steve and Kristi.

“Sure, honey. We’re going to take a few measurements and we’ll be along shortly,” Cathy replied as Mark picked at the unattractive wallpaper on the dining room wall.

“Ok, see you later,” Angie called as she went outside.

Cathy went over to where he was and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Finally,” she whispered, “…our own house.”

He turned around and embraced her, giving her a kiss. “I’m sorry it took so long, honey, but I think we got a good deal. And it’s only a few minutes from Alan and Karen. Angie can walk to school and her friends all live nearby.”

Cathy smiled and nodded. “It’s almost perfect.”

He looked at her quizzically. “Almost?”

She nodded, a sly grin coming to her face. “It just needs to be properly christened,” she replied, her hands going to the button of his pants.

He glanced around at all the bare windows. “Uh, honey, they took the curtains, remember?”

She looked out the large picture window and shrugged. “So what? We’re married and it’s our house…well, it soon will be.”

He laughed and pulled her to him. “Ok, but let’s go somewhere not so out in the open.”

She grinned and grasped the waistband of his unfastened pants and led him into the master bedroom. There were large windows in here as well that went almost to the floor, but instead of looking out onto the street, they faced the fenced-in back yard.

She stopped in the middle of the room and unfastened her knee-length skirt, letting it drop to the carpet. Kneeling on her skirt in just her thong and blouse, she quickly had his fly open and his cock in her hand. It was only semi-hard so she wrapped her lips around it and took the entire thing into her mouth, rolling her tongue around the soft tip and murmuring as she coaxed him to full hardness.

Mark lay a hand on her head and watched his beautiful wife suck his cock in their empty bedroom. Her openness and constant state of horniness never ceased to amaze him and he realized that this had been her plan all along when convinced the realtor to allow them to stay after he’d left.

He felt himself growing fully hard in her mouth and she began to pump her mouth back and forth on him. He groaned softly and watched her as she stared up at him, her nipples leaving little bumps in the delicate fabric of her almost sheer white blouse.

“Oh yeah, Cath,” he mumbled as she began to unfasten her blouse, “Suck it good, baby!”

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Angie started down the driveway then stopped. She’d never really given the pool in the back any more than a passing examination and she wanted to be able to tell her friends about it. A few more minutes wouldn’t matter anyway.

She turned around at the sidewalk and went into the back yard. A black tarpaulin covered the inground pool but it looked to be of average size. It was surrounded by a slate patio that extended to the wooden deck coming off the kitchen. She walked around the pool, checking out the corners of the back yard and the view of the house from various locations. She picked out the windows to the different rooms - first the kitchen, then the patio doors off of it to the deck. Next came the family room, a larger window that almost reached the floor, then the small window of the ensuite bathroom for the master bedroom, and finally, the master bedroom, which had the same low window as the family room. She wondered absently why someone would put such a big window in a bedroom, where one would want some measure of privacy.

She moved around the pool, her eyes catching some movement in the master bedroom. Probably just her parents deciding on the wall color or…

She froze. It was her parents all right, but they weren’t picking out paint. She crouched down behind a shrub and stared in disbelief at what she was witnessing. Her mother was on her knees wearing only her panties and giving her father a blow job!

Angie continued to stare. This was wrong, on so many levels, but she was powerless to look away. Sure, she knew all too well that her parents had sex - a lot! But she’d never actually witnessed it before and found it fascinating.

As she watched, her mother got to her feet and for a brief moment she caught a glimpse of her father’s hard cock before he turned and bent her mother over at the waist. She grabbed her ankles and he shoved her thong aside, then pushed his cock into her. As Angie watched, he grasped her hips and began to pound at her hard, both of their bodies shaking from the force of the hard fuck he was giving her.

Angie felt herself becoming damp between her legs and her nipples were leaving very prominent protrusions in her top. She absently rubbed them over her shirt as she watched her parents fuck in their empty bedroom, easily visible to anyone hanging out in their fenced-in back yard.

After a several minutes, her father withdrew and her mother once again dropped to her knees, taking him back into her mouth. She couldn’t see her father’s face from this angle, but from his body language she could tell he was about to cum. Sure enough, his hands gripped her mother’s head and he thrust forward, throwing his head back. Her mother never pulled off, but took his entire load and swallowed it all. Angie grinned. Apparently enjoying the taste of cum was a family tradition!

She watched as they kissed and her mother began to get dressed, then hurried from the back yard and down the street.


Chapter 73


Jake stared up at them, still in a state of disbelief. Michelle leaned in again and Kristi lowered herself until his cock rubbed against her dripping lips.

“So, what do you say?”

Jake nodded, his grin returning as he realized this was really happening. “Let’s go, ladies,” he said, his confidence returning.

Kristi and Michelle grinned at one another and Kristi lowered herself further onto his cock. Jake gasped as her warm tightness engulfed him and felt the urge to release build once more.

“Oh, fuck, Kristi! You feel so good!”

Michelle got to her knees. “Maybe you need a little distraction.” She straddled his head, facing Kristi, and lowered her own dripping snatch to his mouth. He didn’t need any coaching. As she pressed down, his tongue began lapping at her tender lips, savoring her sweet nectar.

“Mmm…that’s nice, Jake,” she murmured. She reached out and grasped Kristi’s shoulders to steady herself. Their eyes met and Kristi allowed her weight to let Jake’s cock completely impale her, gasping as she was completely filled.

Michelle smiled at her and they both began undulating slowly. Kristi moaned as her clit rubbed against the base of his shaft and in her heightened state of arousal felt the first tingle of her impending orgasm.

Michelle studied Kristi’s face as she rocked and humped Jake’s cock. While his tongue felt good on her pussy, her main focus was Kristi’s pleasure. However, as Kristi moved closer and closer to release, Michelle was becoming just as aroused by her facial expressions, grunts, and the movement of her body as with Jake’s mouth.

She was really getting into it, feeling her arousal building, when she felt Jake’s body tense and his mouth paused its work on her pussy. Kristi’s eyes opened and she shuddered as she felt Jake erupt inside her. She reached out and gripped Michelle’s arms as she came, her back arching and her mouth open in a strangled grunt.

As she watched Kristi cum, she felt herself about to release and a shudder ran through her own body, her pussy pressed against Jake’s mouth. It wasn’t exactly mind-numbing, little more than a pleasant shudder, but watching Kristi get off on a cock for the first time was her real reward.

She rolled off Jake and looked down at his face covered in her juices. Kristi groaned as a final quiver ran through her body. She leaned down and kissed him, her mouth filling with the tangy flavor of Michelle’s pussy.

“Mmm…you taste good!” she breathed, licking her cum from his lips and face.

Jake only stared up at her in disbelief. She liked pussy, too?! Suddenly, his thought went to her orgasm.

“Did you…?”

“Cum?” Kristi asked, a smile breaking across her face.

“She did,” Michelle answered for her. “At about the same time you did. Well done. You pass the first test.”

He looked up at Kristi and she nodded, still smiling. “I did. It was wonderful.”

He grinned and sighed, then tugged on his wrist bindings. “Do you think you could untie me so we can do this properly?”

Michelle looked at Kristi, who was still rocking back and forth on his softening dick. “What do you think, honey? Should we release him?”

A dreamy smile crossed Kristi’s face and she closed her eyes, her movements becoming more urgent. Michelle knew exactly what she was doing. His cock was still hard enough to rub her clit and she was making the most of it. As they both watched her, her mouth opened in a silent gasp, then another. She began moving even faster, her young body grinding down hard on him until she cried out and froze as another orgasm rolled through her. She shook and tensed several times before collapsing to his chest, her body heaving as she caught her breath.

Michelle quickly untied Jake’s wrists and he wrapped his arm around Kristi, holding her small body to his with his cock still inside her very sloppy cunt. He felt a warm wetness as their combined fluids seeped down around his balls and soaked the towel under him. He didn’t care. He had much more important things to attend to!

After a moment, Kristi pushed herself back up, brushing her hair from her face. She grinned down at Jake, then over to Michelle.

“Wow, that was incredible!”

Michelle smiled and nodded, then looked at Jake. “Now we need to make him hard so he can do it again. Hmm…” She looked up at her naked girlfriend still straddling her naked boyfriend. “I have an idea! Come over here.”

She patted the spot next to Jake on the towel and Kristi slowly extracted her dripping snatch from his now almost fully flaccid cock. She felt a warm gush of cum seep from her pussy and run down her thigh as she lay back beside him.

Michelle kissed her and then suckled her breasts, the salty taste of her sweat somehow arousing. She moved lower until her face was poised over her dripping pussy, still swollen and oozing cum. With a grin, she ducked down and began to lick and suck their combined juices from Kristi’s pussy.

Kristi gasped as Michelle’s tongue delved deep inside her still sensitive pussy, her body twisting and jerking whenever she touched on a tender area. Jake rolled over on his side and watched in utter fascination as his long-time friend licked his cum from his girlfriend’s pussy. While the idea of him doing it disgusted him, watching Michelle do it was having a positive effect of his cock and he could feel it already starting to respond.

When Michelle first suggested Jake eating his cum from Kristi’s pussy as a punishment, something about doing that aroused something in her and the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to try it. After all, she enjoyed swallowing cum and the taste of pussy, so why not? When she went down and got a good whiff of the musky scent, she felt her own pussy flood and knew she had to do it.

She parted Kristi’s puffy labia and stared in at the slimy jism covering her pink flesh, leaving strings of it between her spread lips. Without even pausing to consider it, she dove in, tasting the salty flavor of both of them and loving it. She licked and sucked, swallowing it as she fished it out, until she was certain she had it all.

By this time, Kristi was panting heavily and her swollen clit was poking from under its protective cover. All it would take were a few properly placed licks and she’d be screaming in orgasmic bliss. She grinned to herself and pressed her tongue to the sensitive little pearl.

Jake watched as Kristi grew more and more aroused by Michelle’s cunnilingus. Her hand went out and grabbed his, squeezing it tightly. Suddenly, her movements changed from a gentle rocking of her pelvis against Michelle’s mouth to a more urgent jerk. She cried out and her back arched as she gasped and grunted, her head twisting.

“Oh fuck…yes…like that….oooo…!”

She became more animated, her flushed chest heaving until her back arched so just her shoulders and feet were touching the ground. She cried out, almost screaming as she came harder than he’d ever seen, her body writhing and her hand gripping his so hard it hurt.

Michelle continued her assault for a few seconds after Kristi climaxed, then lifted her face and watched as she continued to cum for a few more seconds before dropping back limply to the towel, her chest even redder than before and her breasts heaving.

Michelle looked up at her from her position between her sprawled legs, then looked over at Jake and winked. “Now, that was an orgasm!”

Jake looked over at Kristi’s panting body, a sheen of perspiration coating her soft skin. He reached out to caress her face and she jerked slightly at his touch, her nerves still highly charged.

“Are you ok?” he asked, genuine concern in his voice.

She smiled faintly and nodded almost imperceptively. Michelle looked over at him.

“She’ll be all right in a few minutes. Those big ones take a lot out of you.” She looked down and noted his cock had reached a state of near full arousal. “It looks like you enjoyed that.”

He looked down at his cock, then back up to her, shrugging. “What can I say? Watching two hot girls have sex has an effect on me.” He cocked his head. “Which brings me to my next question: how long have you two been …” He gestured toward Kristi.

“Fucking each other?” Michelle asked with a smile. He nodded dumbly.

She crawled up next to Kristi and smiled down at her. “Should I tell him everything, baby?”

Kristi looked over at Jake, then closed her eyes and nodded. Michelle caressed her breasts and looked across her to Jake.

“Kristi and I just hooked up during the camping trip,” she said. “We kissed a few times before that, but that was when things really became interesting.” She paused, her eyes studying hers. “Now, what I’m about to tell you next is going to be even more shocking and I need you to swear on whatever you believe to be holy that will never, ever breathe a word of this to anyone.” She stared at him, her eyes boring into his with a seriousness he’d never seen in her before.

He nodded and swallowed. “I swear, I won’t say a word.”

“Let me make it clear to you just how important this is,” she continued. “This…” she gestured to the three of them, “…can happen often if you keep quiet, this and more. Or it will never happen again if I hear one word of this outside our group. What I’m about to offer you is something every guy dreams of and very few ever have the chance to experience. It’s something that puts those ‘Dear Penthouse’ stories to shame. If you screw up and blabber, it will end and none of us will ever speak to you again. Do you understand?”

Jake held her gaze for a moment, letting her words sink in. She was being very serious, of that he had no doubt. He looked down at Kristi, who was starting to recover and was lying and watching him with almost the same intensity that Michelle was. She nodded and grasped his hand.

“She means it, Jake. And so do I. This may be the most trust I’ve ever placed in anyone. Don’t make me regret it.”

He looked back up at Michelle and nodded. “Look, I know that sometimes I babble and let things out that I shouldn’t. But if this means that much to you, I promise I won’t say a word to anyone. And if it’s something like what we’re doing now, I’ll do whatever it takes to keep it happening!”

Kristi and Michelle looked at one another and Kristi nodded. Michelle smiled and met Jake’s eyes. “All right, I think we’ve convinced you how important your silence is.” She took a deep breath. “Kristi and I belong to, well, sort of a club.”

“A very exclusive club,” Kristi added.

“Right,” Michelle agreed. “We get together and, well, we have sex. I guess you could call it swinging.” They both watched his reaction, and the stunned expression said it all.

“Wh…huh?” he managed to blurt out.

Michelle continued. “It all started when Steve and Angie…seduced me, I guess is the proper word. They invited me over one night and Angie was curious and I guess I was too. Anyway, I ended up spending the night and made love to both of them. It really opened my eyes.”

“But…I thought you were seeing Artie?” he queried.

She smiled. “Artie saw me and Steve making out at the creek and was furious at us for cheating on Angie. So we talked to him about it like we’re talking to you now. The more I got to know him, the more I liked him. When we had sex, Artie and I sort of gravitated to one another and now I consider him my boyfriend, but I still have sex with everyone else in the group too.”

Jake turned this over in his mind and Kristi watched as the pieces fell together. Suddenly, he looked at her, a hint of hurt anger in his eyes.

“So when you went camping, you fucked Steve, too?”

Kristi hung her head and nodded. Michelle reached out and lay a hand on his shoulder.

“Jake, it was just sex. She and I have more of a connection than she does with Steve. And we’re inviting you to join us, which means you can have sex with me or Angie, but Kristi will always be your girlfriend.” She smiled. “I know how strange it sounds, but trust me, it works.”

He looked at her for a moment, then the look of anger passed and he nodded. “I guess I can understand that, as strange as it sounds.” He gave Kristi an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, Kristi.”

She returned his smile. “It’s ok, Jake.”

Michelle looked at both of them. “Ok, so now you know everything. Do you have any questions?”

Jake thought for a moment, then looked up, a shocked expression on his face. “What about Steve and…”

Michelle cut him off, shaking her head and chuckling. “Relax, they don’t want anything to do with one another other than sharing one of us occasionally.” She looked down at Kristi and shook her head, grinning. “Sheesh, guys are so homophobic!”

Jake felt his face getting warm and grinned meekly. “Well, I thought it was a fair question. I ain’t no homo!”

Kristi and Michelle giggled. “Of course not…only us chicks!” Michelle replied. She looked down at his now completely soft penis and sighed. “Although, any guy who can’t maintain a hardon while two naked girls are waiting to fuck him…I dunno…are you sure you aren’t gay?”

Kristi looked down and smothered a giggle while Jake felt his face growing even hotter. He grinned sheepishly. “Well, you had me scared shitless with the ‘we’ll never speak to you again’ speech. What did you expect?”

Michelle smiled. “I’m only teasing, Jake. The fact that my speech made you go soft tells me how seriously you took it. I noticed while I was still talking and that’s the main reason I believe you won’t say anything.”

She licked her lips seductively and gave him most sultry look. “Now, the only question is, how fast can we make it grow?”

Kristi was still very tender so she simply lay back and watched as Michelle moved down and took him into her mouth. Jake reached over and began caressing Kristi’s breasts and she smiled, her soft murmurs telling him she was enjoying his touch.

Michelle sucked hungrily on his cock, feeling it start to grow almost immediately . Before too long, he was back to full hardness and was starting to pump his hips as she took him in. She surprised him by taking almost his entire length in, her throat rippling over his sensitive tip.

After a few minutes she popped it from her mouth and grinned up at him. “Will you fuck me now?”

He looked down at the sexy naked girl, then over to Kristi. She smiled and nodded.

“Go ahead, Jake. I want you to do it.”

He smiled and kissed her, then looked back down at Michelle and nodded. “Ok.”

She got up on all fours and crawled up so that she was almost looking down at his face. “I want you to do something that really turns me on.”

He nodded. “Sure. What is it?”

She smiled. “I like it rough. I mean really rough. I want you to take me and treat me like a whore. Will you do that?”

He looked up at her, a look of shock on his face. Was this the same girl he’d known most of his life and had been a virgin only a few weeks ago? He looked over at Kristi as if seeking her acknowledgement of this fetish. But Kristi’s face also bore a surprised expression and she merely shrugged.

“She doesn’t know about this. Only one other person knows. But if you’re uncomfortable with it, you don’t have to.”

“Uh, no…it’s not that. You just surprised me, is all.”

She grinned. “So I’m the not the innocent girl-next-door you thought I was, huh?”

He shook his head, returning her grin.

“Ok. I’ll give you a safe word. Do anything you want unless I say ‘too much’. Understand?”

He nodded.

Michelle sat back on her haunches. “Ok, let me set this up for you. I’m just some whore you’re fucking. You know me and you don’t give a shit about my feelings, or if you hurt me. I’m only here for your pleasure. Got it?” He nodded. “And use lots of dirty talk. Call me a whore, a slut, a bitch. Tell me to suck your cock and force me to take it all.”

He nodded. “Ok, I think I got it. Anything goes unless you say ‘too much’.”

“Exactly.” She looked over at Kristi. “Are you all right with this?”

Kristi raised her eyebrows and shrugged. “If it gets you off, go for it.”

“All right. Just remember - he isn’t doing anything that will hurt me. I want this. Ok?”

Kristi nodded and sat up, clutching her knees to her chest. Michelle turned to Jake. “All right, game on!”

Jake got to his feet and stood before her. He reached down and grabbed her by the hair.

“You little whore. Suck my cock, slut!” He pushed her face into his groin and Michelle opened her mouth, allowing him to push her forward until most of his cock was in her mouth. She gagged a little but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t handle. He began to push and pull her head back and forth as he rocked his hips against her.