ry and change the subject but she informs me she is not a virgin and has had 3 boys fuck her and so far they havnt lasted long enough for her to cum. She masturbates and said she loves the feeling of cumming.

She asked me if I would like to fuck her and I said I would but she is far too young for me and what would happen if her father found out - I would be sacked or worse. She said you wont be the first I have been fucked a few times already and once by a guy older than you.

Any how to make a long story short she kept up the chat and the suggestions and undressed herself provocatively in front of me exposed her breasts and eventually was completely naked apart from her socks.

She would not take no for an answer and even though I was most reluctant to get involved but she eventually wore me down and before long we were both naked and we were engaged in foreplay for the want of a word to describe what we were doing. I have had a bit of experience with women and know what most like and as it was obvious she and I were going to end up fucking I thought I might as well make it worthwhile.

The first move she made was to take my cock in her mouth - I learned it was her first time and she didn't make a bad job of it. I didn't give her the option of spit or swallow I just came when my time arrived and filled her mouth with my cum. It took her by surprise and she said did you cum in my mouth - and I had no answer but yes. I could see her swallowing it.

She said it tastes awful and its all slimy. I said that's what cum is like and if you are going to play these games then you had better get used to it because all men cum in our mouth. She seemed to be trying to get the taste out of her mouth but not spitting. Now I said its your turn and I got her and positioned her for me to perform oral on her. She said that she had been done like this once before and she loved it.

I got down and proceeded to give her good oral and before long she was squirming about with the pleasure of me licking and sucking and slipping a finger into her cunt. She loved it. She kept murmuring and moaning as I hit her spot time after time and then she exploded herself and her orgasm tore through her body and she bounced and bucked and shook with each spasm as it took her. She was grabbing her little nipples to add to her sensual pleasure. She sort of yelled and squealed as she had a very high powered orgasm and I kept engaged on her making sure her orgasm was complete and she became quite distressed and screamed at me to stop, stop stop. I got off her immediately and she pulled herself into the fetal position. Her stomach muscles had cramped I think as I had given her a second or multiple orgasm right after her first one and she had never experienced anything so strong before evidently. She sort of whimpered it was hurting and when I said where she said my tummy hurts. She gradually began to relax and pretty soon she was back to normal and she said wow that was the most amazing sensation she had ever had. I explained that what had happened was a second orgasm came on top of her first one and that was pretty much how many girls reacted but hers was the most dramatic I had seen. I suggested it might be because she is so young and it had not happened before. She said it hadn’t but she wanted to do it again and this time she would be ready.

I said not now because we have things to do and get it over with before her father came for her. I said I dont want to be caught by him fucking his 14yo daughter. I always believed fathers came early for daughters not late.

She lay back and got into position and I entered her missionary style. Once I was into her she said ahhhhh that feels great - and IÂ began to fuck her long slow and deep.

After we had been fucking for a few minutes she said I love that, can we try doggy now, and I had no hesitation in rolling her over and she lifted her ass for me to pull her firm small cheeks apart and slip my wet and slimy cock back into her wonderful tight and juicy cunt. Her little bum hole was as tight as a button, virgin territory I may explore some time in the future. I plundered her from behind and she asked if she could do the moving and after a couple of times when she pulled my cock out of her she got it pretty right. Once she had that perfect she said now I want to get on top. For a 14yo she wanted the works and knew all about it. I pulled out and lay down and she got up and straddled me before going down on my cock. Looking up at this 14yo small body I felt ashamed of what I was doing to her she seemed so young and tiny and should have been innocent but it was obvious she had enjoyed her previous sex and knew what it was all about.

My cock is about 8 inches long and reasonably thick but she got over it and opened her labia and then slid my cock up into her as she got right down and deep. Then she began to lift and drop herself on me and after a couple of minutes she turned around and I could see my cock slipping in and out of her cunt as she carried out her movements on me. She said this is the best fuck I have had, I have only done it under and doggy before, this is new for me and great, I knew how to do it but they always came before I could get into this position. You are fantastic and haven't cum yet. I want to fuck you again one day.

She rearranged herself and then said I want you on top again and as she got down she lifted her legs and put them on my shoulders as I went back into her. I have seen it done like this but never tried it she said, it gets you into me even further I can feel you right up inside me now. This is the best fuck ever.

I proceeded to fuck her and she lay there enjoying it and we didn't say much as it was good solid fucking and we were both getting our pleasures from it big time. She obviously like this position and we stayed like that for about 5 minutes or more. She would grunt every now and again and pretty soon the grunts got closer and louder and she looked into my eyes and said can we cum together I have not done that either and I said how close are you and she said very. I ramped up the speed and went at her hard and fast and pretty soon I was ready and just as I was about to cum, she did and she moaned so hard and long I knew she was having a great orgasm, her head shook from side to side and she just kept making those unintelligible sounds of complete pleasure as her body reacted to her vaginal and clitoral stimulation and her orgasm overwhelmed her. I just kept pumping her for almost a minute and unloaded my cum spurting short sharp busts of cum into her wonderfiul tight little cunt time after time until my last spurt dribbled out of the eye of my cock. I had kept pumping into her as long as my cock stayed firm enough to stay inside her. She was very tight so that helped.

I got off her and lay beside her, she was completely exhausted and her heart was racing and I could see her budding breast rising and falling still so firm they didn't move about. She was out of breath and completely and extremely well fucked.

We both lay there for a few minutes and I held her hand and she squeezed it a few times to tell me she was more than happy. Finally she said that was the best fuck I have ever had. I will remember that for ever. Then she sat up kissed me on the lips and put her hand on my slimy cum covered cock with the mix of our lovemaking syrups and her cunt juice. She then massaged that mess over her nipples saying I heard that cum makes your tits grow.Then she leaned over and took my cock in her mouth and sucked it clean and to a half erects state. She took it out of her mouth held it and kissed the eye of it and said I love you. Then she came back and kissed me and I could taste the mix of our lovemaking juices on her tongue.

I got up and said come on we have to get dressed – your father may be here soon. She didnt argue and disappeared out the door stark naked and I was in awe of her little firm cheeked bum with our juice running down her legs disappearing around the corner. I was pretty clean after her mouth wash and when she came back she had washed herself and looked pristine again. As she was putting her bra on she said what shape should I do my hair in and looked between her legs at the downy untouched hair covering her vaginal opening.

I said either a small triangle or a strip, I dont like girls all bare there. She said next time you will see me it shaved and shaped. I want to look good for you in future.  I said will there be a next time. She said that's for sure, nobody has ever fucked me that good before and I want more of the same. I think we will have to work out a way we can see each other just to fuck. I went out for a peee and when I came back I said have you got any perfume and she said a little why – I said splash some about - this place smells of sex, your father will know straight away what we did. She said I cant smell it and I said that's because you didn't go outside as soon as you come back in you can smell it very strongly. She said there is some disinfectant in the cupboard outside we can spill some of that and she went and got it and said wow you are right it smells like my cum filled cunt, then spashed a bit of disinfectant about.

She told me all about how she lost her virginity and how she had sex with an 'uncle' who was about 26 but had a small cock. It was little while later we heard her fathers car and she went out to meet him, she didn't want him getting the smell of her fucking session in here. As she left she said until next time – I will be back tomorrow after school and we can make a date for the next time.

It wasn’t until after she left I thought about contraception. She hadn’t mentioned it and all the girls I fuck are on oral. Tomorrow would be too late but I would ask anyhow.

She was on oral contraception I found out, and the two of us tested it to the extreme as we fucked each other a couple of times a week. Each time she got better and better and after a couple of months we were experts at every position you could imagine. She was so keen to learn and get involved and one night I bought a book of fucking positions and we spent ages trying them out. She loved it. Oral was a favorite of hers and actually learned to enjoy the taste of my cum and had it every time we met, as I did off her. One night we tried anal on her but even with lubricant I could not get my cock into her as it began to hurt and each time I tried to force my cock into her and she tightened up and we never made it. We tried a couple more times later but we never managed to get my cok into her that way. I did however finger her little bum hole as I fingered her cunt sometimes and she loved the sensation of fingers in both holes.

We lasted 7 months before we got found out, evidently her mother realised she was getting fucked, as she found the pools of cum stains on her sheets one day after I had filled her up a few times in the one night.  Once was never enough and I often fucked her three or four times each time as well as the oral. It didnt take much for them to realise or find out it was me that was fucking her and that ended that as I was dismissed and threatened with being reported for underage sex but they knew she was as guilty as I was. I lost count of the number of times we had sex together but every time was better than the time before I thought and she was a real fucking whore by the time she turned 15. My guess was she and I had done it more than a 100 times.

I will always remember that innocent looking young 14yo firm childlike naked body that I saw the first time she stripped off and I know how wonderful it was to make love to a girl so young, even though I was not the first to do so.

egs in to the coupe and put her backpack on the floor.  As she closed the door she told me to drive to a coastal town about 15 miles away.  During the journey, she would explain why she had bent herself across my knees yesterday and invited me to spank her.  I started the car and off we set.

“About a year ago I was feeling bored, and as my parents were out for the day, I decided to explore their bedroom.  Recently I had started to get strange feelings in my growing breasts, and was getting wet and tingly down in my panties.  This was all new to me and while I had been out with boys, and you know, kissed and played around a bit, I was not really attracted to them; not even the older boys about to leave for uni.  I had though, got those feeling around older men.  I did not understand these feelings, and I thought I was odd.  So, that day I sneaked into their bedroom and started to look in the wardrobes.  I found nothing interesting, but then, I found that two of the doors were locked.  I looked around and on the top of them, I found a key.  This opened the doors and I was soon looking at an Aladdin's cave of sexy items - not just sexy, but I suppose some would say perverted.”

“There was allsorts of things in there. Several uniforms - a French Maids outfit, a nurses uniform, a women's Navy uniform, and even a schoolgirls one, exactly the same as mine, only slightly larger, though it would fit me now.  Other clothing items included leather, rubber and PVC dresses, skirts, tops, corsets and basques.  Then I found coils of ropes of various diameters and lengths, even different colours; there were straps and cuffs to fit ankles, wrists  and other parts of the body, and of course handcuffs and blindfolds.  But what really got me all tingly in my knickers and my budding tits, were the various leather and wooden paddles, multi-tailed whips, straps, riding crops, and even more exciting, old fashioned school canes.  I found I had started to rub myself though my panties, which were sodden with juices leaking from my pussy.  This was new to me, but I felt so good, and at the same time ‘naughty’.”  

“I then found a box, and when I opened it, before me I saw various vibrators.  There must have been at least twenty of them - some small, some thick and some thin, but some were enormous and I could not even imagine one of them fitting inside a woman.  I picked them up and felt them, some were soft and some rigid.  Some though still had batteries in them.  I tried some of them and found that I had one of the smaller, thinner ones in my hand and that without thinking I had started running it up and down the front of my panties.  It was so good feeling this little electric device causing such new feelings in my developing body.  I then found that I was taken over and a shudder ran though me and I knew that I had encountered some magical moment.  I did not know then what it was, but it was an orgasm - my first.  I hoped that with so many, my mother would not notice it was missing, as I just had to have one of my own and use it to experience that wonderful felling over and over again.  I have also raided the veg rack too, those carrots and cucumbers can be so much fun.”

“I had sat on the floor once these feelings had started, and now, sort of coming back to reality, and still a little shocked, stunned and confused, I saw a pile of magazines.  Some were of people dressed up in ‘fetish’ clothing and being tied up or beaten. But there was also a pile of magazines called ‘Janus’.  I leafed though them and found pictures and stories of schoolgirls, employees, errant wives and girlfriends, but most important they were about being spanked, paddled and caned.  That tingly feeling had started again, but even stronger and I realised that the reason I found older men exciting as opposed to boys was the dominance they instilled in me.  Reading some of the stories and letters I realised that I was a ’submissive’ and that I needed to experience the feeling of being told what to do and the pain of a spanking and caning.  I knew I would initially hate it,  but that would change to a feeling of excitement and pleasure.  I also now knew that from reading some of the letters from older women that they too had had these feeling from a similar age as me, but I would not wait till I was old to experience these desires.  So I was not so strange as I had thought I was - feelings of wanting older men and of having my bottom spanked.  I suppose it was not that strange seeing what I had found in those wardrobes; it must run in the genes.  I was looking more and more like my mother, though I was already as tall as her and would soon be a similar size in the titty department, so it wouldn’t be so unusual for me to have the same ‘kinks’ too?  I was already borrowing some of Mum’s clothes - though I doubted that she would be offering some of the items from the ‘perv’ cupboard.  It had got me excited and interested in the feel of the leather, rubber and PVC, too.  I also knew that I would experiment with some of the items when Mum and Dad were out of the house.”

“I already had a crop, as I had been riding horses for over a year.  I had a older friend who was the daughter of friends of my parents.  They had a stable where they let me keep my horse.  I would have to see what the feeling of spanking my bum with my riding crop or hair brush would be like, though I doubted that it would be as good as the real thing, and while it was good, I knew I needed a man to spank me for real, as it would be harder and I would feel I had little or no control over the situation.”

“So when I saw you looking at me - not as a naughty schoolgirl - but more as a sexy woman, I wondered if I had found someone to spank me and also introduce me to sex.   Yesterday, I did not know how you would react, but when I put myself over your knee and you lifted my little school skirt, I knew I had been right. I could not believe I was that lucky.  I was so horny that I just had to suck your cock - and wank myself off when I got home, not once but several times.  It felt so right, though I know most people will think it wrong.”  

“So that’s how I found out I was a pervert.  And don’t worry; as soon as Mum found out I was going out with boys, even though I’ve not let one fuck me, she had me put on the pill, and with the use of my little vibrator and some of Mum‘s other ones, I might be not be a intact virgin, but I still have to have a real cock up my cunt.”

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We were not far form our destination and Toni asked me to go to the nearby Motel and book a room.  My head was in a spin, but I knew that after what had happened yesterday I would spank and fuck this teen temptress, even if she was too young.

I pulled into the Motel and backed up to the reception so that they could not see Toni. even if dressed up as she was she did look older.  I booked a chalet which was as far away from reception as I could, and drove over to it.

I opened the door and Toni rushed in to the room and threw her bag on the sofa, and took her scarf, dark glasses and coat off.  Underneath she had a short, navy blue, school skirt, and a white shirt with her school tie on.  This was teamed up with black opaque tights.  After closing the door, locking it and closing the blinds, I heard her shout out “Wheeeee” and she ran across the room and leapt on to me.  Hooking her arms around my neck and her legs locking around my waist.  My hands held her bottom.  I walked over to one of the two double beds, and threw her on to it.  She landed on her back and bounced on it.  Her legs were apart and open, so I now realised that the tights were stockings, held up by a delicate lace trimmed suspender belt which contrasted with the dark material of her school skirt and the dark black stockings, and that Toni had no panties on.  I also saw that her sparse golden-brown pubic hair had been shaven, leaving a bare, smooth pussy.

I climbed onto the bed with her, and we kissed.  Toni climbed on top of me and undid her tie, my hands rubbing her bottom; she held the two ends and pulled it backwards and forward around her neck, before pulling it off and throwing it onto the floor.  Slowly teasing me, she unbuttoned her shirt, then pulled her shirt open, and slid it off her shoulders, then completely off, throwing it too on the floor.  Her hands moved to the front of the delicate white lacy bra and opened the fastening at the front. It too was thrown onto her other clothes.  Her breasts were very firm and pert; there was no drop at all as they were uncovered from their lacy covering.  Her nipples pointing upwards, and where only a slightly darker shade than her golden skin.  They were already aroused and I pulled her forward so that I could take them into my mouth, whilst squeezing and stroking her breasts, I bit the nipples and gentle pulled on them.  Toni was moaning with pleasure.  She undid the catch on her wrap around school skirt and removed it.  She then slid down my body and undid my trousers and started to remove them and my shoes and socks.  As she did this I pulled off my long sleeved t-shirt.  I told Toni to keep her stockings on.  Toni then collected her back-pack from the sofa and returned to the bed.  From it she produced her riding crop, and said she was ready for her spanking.  I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her over my lap.  I started with some hand spanking, her beautiful naked bottom becoming a rosy red.  She was making sounds of pain, her feet kicking up and down, but these changed to moans of pleasure.  My hands caressed and stroked her bottom, feeling the heat from her rosy red globes.  Her pussy was becoming wet, and as I stroked her, I briefly ran my hand over her labia.  I took my wet fingers to my mouth and tasted her.  I put them back and eased a finger into her aroused cunt.  Soon her cries become intense as I finger fucked her, and when I started to rub her clitoris, she came loudly.  I had a strong erection, but though I wanted to fuck her now, I told her to get on the bed and on all fours, and I took some of the pillows to put underneath her midriff.  When she was settled - her bottom up in the air and her head down on the bed, I picked up the leather riding crop and standing at her side brought it down on her bottom.  Toni let out a loud cry, but I gave her another stroke of it before the cry had finished.  I gave more strokes of the crop, and red lines crossed her young bum.  After some thirty or so further strokes, Toni was starting to orgasm.  She asked for her thighs to be hit it too.  She was coming repeatedly, and as I hit her thighs and arse she suddenly slumped forward and I realised that this was the ‘sub-space’ - that state that some spankee’s can reach - an adrenalin and endorphin high.  I stopped and stroked her and her delightfully red and stripped bottom and thighs, as she ‘came down’ from her ‘high’.

“Wow.” she said, “I never expected it to be that good!  Thank you Sir!”  We cuddled till I was painfully hard and I rolled her onto her front and lifted her bottom up till she was again on all fours.  Gripping her hips, my cock head found her gaping, wet cunt and I forced myself into her cunt.  It was tight, but it was so lubricated, that I slipped easily and fully inside her.  I was quickly thrusting into her, my cock-head touching her cervix with each stroke.  As Toni was already aroused, as was I, we quickly came, and I released shot upon shot of sperm into her.  A few final thrusts had sperm leaking out of her and run down her thighs, which soaked into her stocking tops.    We lay there kissing and petting, my fingers reached into her and the front wall of her cunt.  I felt the wrinkled ‘walnut’ on the inside of her and Toni soon said that she needed to ‘pee’.  I told her to wait and she then came violently as she had her first  ‘G-spot’ orgasm.  She then took hold of my cock and wanked it as she eased the head into her mouth, and pumped her mouth on my cock. She made sure that it was well coated with saliva.  I soon came, shooting into her mouth and as she released my cock, she swallowed my sperm and licked her lips.  Both sated we fell into a contented nap.

About an hour later, I awoke and looked at Toni, I could smell her sex and I started to feel horny again.   Her legs were parted, so I lent over and teased her labia with my tongue. Toni made a contented sort of purring noise, her love lips opened like pink petals of a flower.  As they opened and her fluids started to be secreted, she parted her legs even more.  My tongue moved in to her cunt and up and down her slit. My tongue moving and sucking on each flap.  I could see her clit become exposed as it engorged and protruded from its protective hood.  The purring changed to shouts of “My God” and pleas for me not to stop - as if I would until she came; which she then did.  She snuggled up to me in a ’spoons’ position.  My cock was hard again and it nudged against her cunt.  I stroked it up and down her sticky wet pussy and Toni pushed back and I eased in to her tight cunt.  I pushed and was soon balls deep in her hole.  We rocked gently together, taking our time.   Using the lubricant seeping from Toni’s cunt, I wet two fingers and coated the puckered ring of her anus.  Taking more juices, I rubbed the fingers around the hole and gently pushed against the tight muscle holding it closed.  As Toni became comfortable with the probing and relaxed, the fingers slipped in surprisingly easily.  I pushed in as far as I could and then pushed in and out of her second hole.  This, after a while, caused Toni to start to speed up the rhythm and I pushed harder into her two tunnels.  I started to released another load of spunk. As I came Toni also started to come, so I continued to thrust hard into her till her orgasm had passed.  We relaxed into each others arms.

We phoned a local take away for food and drinks.  When we had finished we took a shower and back in the bedroom I towelled Toni dry and pulled her over my knee once more. I told her that she was a naughty little bitch and how much trouble I could be in, and spanked her with my hand.  The marks left on her arse from the crop made it even more exciting and I really gave her a sound hand spanking, making her howl with pain and begging for me to stop. Which is all part of the fun - as she had not resorted to using our agreed stop word.   Her feet where kicking up and down after half an hour of spanking  and rubbing her bum, her cries turn to sounds of pleasure and then to sounds of her coming.  Toni slipped off my lap and took my cock in her hand and gave me one of her wonderful blow-jobs.

I reached for my trousers and pulled the belt from its loops.  I pulled her over to the table, and told her to bend over it and to reach over and grasp the other side. I stroked her red and marked bottom.  “Keep those legs out straight and wide apart,” as I said this I had folded the belt in two and wrapped part of it around my right hand.  “And keep still or I’ll add strokes onto the twenty you’re going to get now.”

Raising my arm back I brought it down onto her pert red bum.  Toni muffled a cry, and did her best to keep still; I continued to place slaps down, after eight, Toni was again feeling the hormones and brain chemicals take over and gentle moans of pleasure could be heard.  By the time I reached the twenty strokes, Toni was asking for more.  I decided to give in to her; after six more, she was cumming and she flopped onto the table and her legs relaxed, I gave her ten more which had  her cumming again.  Her pussy fluids were coating the inside of her thighs.  I moved close and holding my penis, I stroked it up and down her slit and while doing this, Toni pushed back and I entered yet again.  The strapping had tired her out, but I thrust quickly and forcefully.  This was going to be a quick, fast fuck and as I ejaculated the effort caused her to orgasm shortly after I had.  

For Toni, spanking was for pleasure, not for punishment.  Though she had decided that acting ‘naughty’ could be used to instigate a spanking, and the erotic, and additional purely sexual delights it brought.  There was also the possibility of experimenting with some of the BDSM and fetish ideas that had been imprinted on her from her initial visit to the wonders of her parents locked wardrobes.  The internet would soon allowed us to obtain some of the items that had intrigued and stimulated her, both physically and mentally.  Unfortunately Toni would be too young for me to take her to some of the monthly fetish fairs so she could choose them in person.


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Having showered it was time to drive Toni home.  We chatted and Toni was talking of some of the things she was thinking of trying - and if I was happy to do them too.  Then as we neared her home, she asked me -

“Do you remember I said I had an older friend that I go riding with?”
 
“Of course I do.” I replied.  My hand teased her cunt through the pink cotton of her panties, which she had put on just before we left the Motel.  They had soaked up some of the fluids that were leaking from her , both mine and her own.

“Well, her name is Suzie Cheung, and she’s Chinese.  Her Dad owns a chain of Pharmacies, and is really wealthy.  That’s how she comes to have a barn and paddock for her horse, and as her parents and mine are friends, I get to use it too, for my horse.  We’ve made a sort of rest room in the upper floor, and sometimes we sleep over there.  We even have a bathroom there - as it can get hot and sweaty riding, and it can make you really horny too, so a hot shower, especially with a jet of water on your clit, it can feel great.  So is a long hot soak - more so, if Suzie joins me in the bath”

“Suzie’s sixteen, and she’s very petite.  She’s only five feet tall; she looks even younger than me, with hair all the way down to her bum.  We sometime kiss and cuddle; we even wank each other.  But she won’t let me use a vibrator on her, just rubbing her pubic mound - but it still makes her cum.  Her Dads very strict and won’t even let her have a boyfriend.  I also told her about the spanking feelings I have - it made her horny too - and she has read some of the ’Janus’ and fetish magazines.  So she also wants to be spanked.  And of course she gets very horny and wants to be fucked for the first time too.  So we thought, if I arranged for us to have a sleep-over - may be next weekend - you could come and spank and fuck the pair of us?  You could park your car in the barn, so nobody will see it up there.  Would that be OK?  We might even have some surprises for you as well”.

How could I turn down spanking and fucking a virgin Chinese teen.  What could I do but say Yes!


Continued in part 3:  ‘Stable Escapades’

Francis




 

her nipples, slightly tweaking them until they were totally erect. Focussing over them before deciding to button up her shirt. Her thin white collared shirt was a few sizes too small. When she bought it, she noticed that the buttons were stretched tight around her breasts, but this was pretty much the exact reason why she bought it. Pulling up her white cotton panties, that were slightly more see through than the normal, she looked at herself one more time "mmmmm" she moaned quietly. And did up her school plead skirt, that was also a few sizes too small.

Walking into school, knowing that every boy there wanted her, but none of them had had her at all... Yet. This made her thighs warm up and once again her nipples shon proudly through her white shirt. Strolling the corrodors until she reached her locker, and her girlfriends. The first class she had was English, with their sexy new teacher Mr Massie. Mr Massie knew how to get every one of his students going, with his empassioned speaches, and what Lea noticed as his crystal blue eyes.

At the end of the lecture, Mr Massie called over Lea and invited her to sit on his desk. Lea had been working all week to get Mr Massie's attention and she finally realised that she had. When she sat on his desk, instead of crossing her legs like normal, she shifted them slightly apart. Giving him the best view possible. While the last few students were walking out, Mr Massie dribbled on about her grades. Until finally the last student had left the room. At that Mr Massie lifted his hand and placed it on Lea's knee, slowly inching up her thigh. She began to squirm, this was what she was waiting for, someone to take the cherry she had been blessed with.

With every centimetre that Mr Massie moved, Lea's heart rate and breathing increased exponentially. She quivered at his touch, until finally Mr Massie broke it and stood up. Unbuttoning some of Lea's buttons he stood back and stared at her young body.
"Don't even think about saying you can't do this because your my teacher" Lea murmured,
"I wouldn't dream it, I have wanted to make you mine ever since I started" he repleid.
Lea grabbed his front and pulled him towards her, ripping most of his buttons off in the process. Mr Massie lifted Lea into the air and pulled her legs tightly around his waste. Carrying her around the room embraced in a kiss. While she latched on she had taken care of the last few buttons and begun kissing his chest. At that, Mr Massie placed Lea back down on his desk and swung his arm to clear it. Pencils went flyng as Lea arched her back onot his desk, giving him a full view only covered by a milimetre of cloth. He unbuttoned her last few buttons and let her light pink nipples poke out and breathe. He latched onto her right breast and sucked ashard as he could. Lea squealed with the pleasure of this rapid moviement. Reaching down onto Mr Massie's pants where he was now huge. Rubbinig him up and down as he sucked on her other nipple. Flicking it with her tongue until it hurt how hard they were. She pushed him away and unzipped his pants, pulling them all the way down wit his boxers.

She grabbed his beautiful cock and placed it as far down her throat as she could. Gagging on it's girth. Back and forth her head slid and Mr Massie's head lolled back. 'This is it, heaven' he thought. As she looked up at him with her clear green eyes, she put on a face of a girl who wanted nothing more than him inside. He let her keep going, bobbing up and down with her hand rubbing his shaft until he could stand no more. Lifting her back onto the desk and pulling aside her panties. Slipping his fingers straight into her incredibly moist mound. He beckoned his fingers and she moaned in ecstacy. More and more he moved his fingers insdie her body, getting every inch of pleaseure out of the moment. She got his attention, and finally he realised what she actually wanted. Pulling his fingers out and sucking on her juices, he quickly bobbed down and inserted his tongue. Touching over her clit and flicking it as he had done her nipple. She was immediately thrown into an amzing orgasm, something she was yet to feel before then. This had definitely not dampened her spirits. She wanted more...

Mr Massie stood back up, not able to bare any more outside of her. Pulled down her panties and lifted her incredibly short skirt. Not wanting to take it off, as he loved how she looked just sitting rhere in it. She nodded and he immediately plunged deep insdie her... The sound she made can not be descirbed, as she laid down on his desk. Bracing herself with her hands, so she could push further down his shaft. Wrapping her legs around him so she could pull him in further. He was pumping like there was no tomorrow. In and out he want, both of them letting out moans of pleasure and ecstacy. Cum came flowing out of Lea as each orgasm she reached surpassed the last. She could not explain the pleasure she was feeling as her cherry was popped without stop.

Laying on her back she did not want it to stop, until Mr Massie, after what seemed like an eterntity of pounding slowed his paces, pulled right out and put himself back in very slowly.
"I'm alsmot done my little one" he muttered,
"Give me everything you've got!" she repleid,
and with that he slipped easily back into her hot mound and did exactly as he was asked. Giving her every milimeter and second he had to give. At that she clamped down on his incredibly hard dick, throwing into her final orgasm for the afternoon. Cum streaming down her legs and his legs. As he filled her up with his seed, she could not even think of a word to say, nor a feeling to express... She just lay there, with him insdie her.

With a final kiss, she tidied herself up and strolled out. What she didn't realise is that the head mistress had been at the door all along. As she passed throug hthe doorway she was pulled aside.. "Next time, young lady... I better be in there too" she whispered...

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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.

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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.

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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!

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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.

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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?"

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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

how horny she was after just having sex. But she was ready for him again.

“You’re a horny little thing aren’t you Meg?” Mike teased, pushing a finger into her hot wet pussy. She was going to be great to have around. She was already humping against his hand like a dog in heat. “We’ll have time for that soon enough” he said, reaching a bar of soap. “Right now though, lets get cleaned up.”

Meg smiled at him and, taking the soap, rubbed it into a rich lather. She lather up Mike’s broad, muscular chest, running the soap and her hands over him, enjoying the feel of a man. She rubbed and kissed his entire body, massaging the soap into his tanned skin. When she reached his cock, she rubbed the soap between her hands, covering them with foam, and knelt in front of him, with his semi-hard cock in her soapy hands.

She gently rubbed his hardening cock, enjoying the feeling of the hot flesh in her hands. She felt it growing harder and bigger as she stroked it. “You like that Mike?” she asked, her hand rubbing over the head of his cock. She didn’t wait for a response as she took the head again into her mouth, the soap having rinsed off long ago.

Meg’s tongue played skillfully over his cock, quickly bringing Mike back to his full erection. She heard him moaning above her while his hands ran through her wet hair. She began fucking his cock in and out of her hot mouth slowly, savoring the taste of him.

Mike was in heaven. Meg was sucking his cock like a pro. He started pushing his cock deeper into her mouth, reveling in her warm wet mouth, her tight red lips, her hot tongue. “Yeah Meg,” he groaned “yeah, you‘re so good” he said as his level of arousal climbed with each second. He felt himself getting ready to cum, and ordered Meg to stop. He wanted to feel his pussy milking his cock again.

Mike pulled Meg up, and began the task of cleaning her sexy body. He lathered her up, pinching and rubbing her taunt body, rewarded with Meg’s moans of pleasure. He ran the soap over her body, playing with her. He ran the soap over her hot ass, pushing the bar down her crack, drawing a loud moan from Meg as a corner hit her little ass hole. He drew the bar up and down her crack, Meg pushing her ass against it. But Mike moved on.

She felt him finally reach her pussy. He ran the soap over her puffy pussy lips. She was whimpering in pleasure in need now. She was ready to explode from Mike’s teasing and touching. “O god Mike” she whispered. “Just do it. Fuck me. Fuck me”

Mike didn’t need to be asked twice. He pushed Meg against the shower wall, and roughly shoved his cock into her soaking pussy again. Meg moaned as he filled her hot pussy, arching her back against the cold tile wall. Mike grabbed her thighs, pulling her thin frame off the shower floor. Meg was panting as wrapped her legs around him, slamming her pussy onto his rock hard cock.

Mike carried Meg over to the table in the adjoining room. He sat her down on the edge of it and started pounding into her hot slit. Meg was gasping as Mike’s cock roughly fucked her pussy. She was so turned on by his rough handling. She never felt so full before. “Fuck Mike” she moaned, running her hands though his hair “Yes, fuck me, fuck me hard”

He was pumping his cock furiously into Meg’s dripping hole, his hands playing over her tight ass, running over her taunt cheeks. He loved fucking Meg. She was so horny, she really needed to be fucked, and he planned to give her more than her fill of that. He ran his fingers up and down her ass crack, remembering her pleasure from his doing that with the soap.

“O yes Mike. Mm.. That feels so good” Meg moaned between heavy breaths as he continued his thrusting. She loved his hands playing with her ass, she loved his cock thrusting into her needing pussy, she didn’t want him to ever stop fucking her.

Mike got brave, he gently pushed a finger against Meg’s tight ass hole. He’d always wanted to fuck a girl up the ass, and as Meg was so hot he thought he’d try and feel her out for it. Mike was shocked when not only did Meg not offer protest, but pushed against his finger.

Meg felt Mike’s finger pushing against her ass. She was surprised at how hot it made her. She wanted more. She alternately pushed forward onto Mike’s impaling cock, and backwards, onto his probing finger. She was so horny as she felt his large finger wiggling inside of her.

Mike felt around in Meg’s smooth ass, fucking her up both her holes. He was so turned on by that fact. He started fucking her harder up both ways, his finger being joined by another, stretching Meg’s tiny ass hole. She was panting like a dog in heat, fucking back and forth on his cock and fingers, feeling full and hornier than ever before.

Mike felt an orgasm growing. He pumped harder and harder into Meg’s pussy, taking her for all she was worth, grunting as he fucked her slit. Suddenly he came. His cum gushing out of his cock, filling Meg’s pussy again. He felt her body tense and begin shaking as his cum gushed into her.

Meg’s orgasm shook her wildly. “Yes Mike, yes” she moaned, her body shaking as orgasm after orgasm waved through her body. She feel against Mike, both breathing heavily after their orgasms. It was safe to say that this day was the start of Meg’s sexual awakening. It wouldn’t be long before the whole team get to share in her pleasures…

To be continued…