When I opened my eyes, she was standing there smiling. I tried to say something, but my words ended up all jumbled.. April took her vibrator, turned it on low & started to tease my nipples with the end of it. Smiling & looking me in the eye, she said, "I could of let you use this youself or pleasured you with it. I never told you that when I in my masturbation stories, that in many of them, we were having sex. You & me dear Samamtha. You were so submissive in them. You loved giving me oral sex time after time & tasting my juice of joy. Then letting me use my toys of pleasure on you, till you had orgasms after orgasm." "Have you ever had thoughts like that about me" she asked.

She had me hot & confused. "Well Samantha, did you?" I had to say yes, as I had, had those thoughts. "Yes April I have.," in answer to your qustion. "Well me saying that you were submissive to me in the masturbation stories, is that true too," she asked. Again I said had to say yes, as it was true. "Seeing as how we are the only ones left & the janitor never comes into the girls locker room till after midnite, lets have some fun then.

She led me by hand over to the benches, took her towel, laid it down & laid on top of it. She spread her legs wide. "Now Samantha I want you to lay on top of me & lick & suck my titties till I tell you to top." I did as I was told. She was right. I was submissive. April had nice firm tits, with pinkish areolas that were topped with nipples that most girls would love to have. About the size of the eraser on a pencil & just as hard. "You are such a good submissive Sam," Sam being what she usually called me, "& doing such a good job on my tits, I cant wait to see what you will do with my pussy that is soooooooooooo wet now & eager to feel your lips & tongue." She was making me hot & wanting to please her & taste her juice. I was now a different person then before I saw here masturbating. "Was this my coming out," I thought to myself.

"Now my dear you have pleasured my tits long enought, so lets see if you can if you can do the same to my pussy & make me have a wonderful orgasm." I slipped down till my face was right there. She was wet for sure. The head of her clit sticking out from between her perfectly shaped, swollen pussy lips. "Now Sam take my clit between you lips & tease it with you tongue. If you do it right, you may make me cum real quick."

April took her spread legs & swung them up over her head. Her aroma of excitement was exhilerating to my nostrils. I grabbed her clit between my lips & flicked the end with my tongue again & again. I felt her hands on the back of my head. "Oh baby" she moaned. "You are so good I think I'm just about to cum." "When I tell you, spread my pussy open & lick my cum as it runs out." I teased her clit until that moment. "Now sweet baby, now," she moaned. I spred her pussy wide with my fingers & caught her first creamy juice of total ecstacy with the tip om my tongue. I quickly took it into my mouth, so I could savour the sweet taste. After she had come down from her high & I had licked up all of her juicy joy, she said, "well Sam I think it is your turn.

We traded places. She rubbed one of herd nipples against my pussy & then the other before she started to lick & suck on my tits. As she did that, I could feel one of her hands playing with my clit. Then felt one fingure, then two slip into my pussy. She finger fucked me while she drove me crazy the way she was sucking on my nipples. I ended up cuming on her fingers. She sat back, stuck the fingers she had just used in her mouth & moaned as she sucked my cum off her fingers.

She took her vibrator, inserted & as she proceeded to fuck me with it, took my clit between her teeth & teased it with her tongue. I picked up her panties & stuff them into my mouth. Over & over again she made me cum. It was so wonderful. I had gotten the best of that day.

As I write this story, I think I got the best of all the days & nights we had sex. I loved giving April oral sex. Tasting her sweet juice. Hearing her moans of pleasure as I brought her to the heights of sexual satisfaction. Being submissive to her needs to use countless sex toys on me. Right to the point of her sharing me with another girl. She told me one day she wanted me to join her & two friends in a foursome. I grin when I think of that & wonder if it would or wouldn't be fun.

WHAT DO YOU THINK. ONE GIRL PLEASURING THREE OTHER GIRLS AT THE SAME TIME?????

First Look and First Lick

*Some vague incestuous and taboo acts are contained in this story, if it is offensive to you, them please do not read any further,*

I was thirteen when my parents were laid off and forced to move from Wyoming to Virginia and live with my older sister Janice and her husband Steve, in their two room apartment. Being blessed with bigger tits than most girls my age and a perfectly round ass and slender legs, I took pride in the fact that I had graduated from a B cup to a C cup and had started wearing as many tight and clingy t-shirts and jean cut-offs as I could get away with.

We drove to Virginia and soon found the gas station where we were supposed to meet Janice and Steve. My dad parked the car in the parking lot of the gas station and we all climbed out. We hadn’t seen Janice or Steve in over five years and I noticed Steve looking me up and down as I hugged my sister, and hugged me a fraction longer than he should have.

Over the next few days I would dress as slutty as I could get away with and show what I could to Steve, knowing he was looking. Once he was sitting on the couch, watching TV and was wearing a pair of shorts but was sitting so I could see his dick slightly sticking out; he must have caught me looking because he adjusted it a little and a hint of a smile crossed his face. That’s when the flirting began, it was a slight peak of his cock here, a hint of tits there and so on.

Since it was summer and school was out, I had two choices; swim in the pool or snoop through the apartment while my parents, Janice and Steve were at work. I would do the latter when I got tired of doing the former.

One day I finally made it into my sister’s room, and I knew then that I had hit the jackpot. Her closet and dresser drawers were stuffed with kinky lingerie and toys and the shelf under the TV was packed with dirty magazines. Having never actually seen dirty magazines, I was intrigued and began flipping through them, looking at shaved pussies, hairy pussies, women fucking themselves with dildos and licking their juices off their fingers. I began getting wet and eagerly reached my hand down my shorts and began playing with my clit. I had masturbated before, but I had never been that wet until then.

I heard the keys in the front door downstairs and quickly put magazines where I thought they belonged and closed my sister’s bedroom door and quietly went down the stairs. Just as I grabbed the remote and looked occupied in the TV show, the door opened and my mom and Janice walked in. We exchanged pleasantries and discussed dinner, while my mom checked to make sure I had cleaned the house like I had been expected to do. My dad and Steve came in from their jobs, changed clothes, watched TV and finally we all ate dinner.

All the while I would catch Steve’s eye and he would have a faint smile on his face. I simply thought it was because we had been flirting with each other for two weeks. After dinner, I showered, put my nightshirt on, and sat in the living room and watched TV with the rest of the family.

Since there were only two rooms in the apartment I had to sleep on the couch, which didn’t bother me, because I would often watch TV while everyone slept. When everyone started getting up and going upstairs to bed, I got the blankets out of the hall closet and started making my bed up. While I was making my bed up, Steve had gotten up and gone into the bathroom, coming out after I lay curled up on the couch with my head on the arm.

He sat down and after awhile I began to close my eyes to go to sleep, until I felt something brush up and down the crotch of my panties. I rolled onto my back and spread my legs a little bit to let him have better access, and accidentally let a moan out as he made my panties wetter and wetter.

     “You like that don’t you?” he whispered. I nodded, enjoying having someone else touch me like that besides myself.

     “You were in my room today weren’t you?” he asked, I blushed and nodded a little, feeling a little ashamed for snooping.

     “Did you like what you saw? All the lingerie and toys and magazines?” he whispered softly, sliding the crotch of my panties to one side to touch my pussy without any kind of barrier. My mind, reeling, I nodded again. My nipples began to ache with want and tighten into little buds. My body wanted release but being a virgin and not very knowledgeable with sexual acts besides playing with my clit; I didn’t know how or what kind of release I could have.

Steve flipped the TV off when my sister called from upstairs, and whispered close to my ear, “I’m coming home early tomorrow afternoon. Be ready.” And got up and went up the stairs to his bedroom.

*There's more to this if I get enough replies. *

She sighed and tossed the new clothes into a pile to be washed, then glanced at the clock on her night stand. Two-thirty. She picked up the phone and called the O’Connell’s, but only got voice mail. Where was Angie? She could have gone to the mall and they could easily have missed one another. She knew Kristi was off with her older sister Katie, who was going to college in California and stayed out there over the summer except for a couple of weeks when she came home to visit. Kristi and Katie were very close and she wondered just how much she’d let on about her recent sexual activities. No doubt she’d tell her she was no longer a virgin, but doubted she’d go into details. Katie was cool, but there were some things you just didn’t tell your older sister, no matter how cool she was.

She decided to take a bike ride, maybe go down to the lumber yard where Steve was working and see if he knew where she might be. The afternoon was still young and there was the chance she and Angie could still spend a couple of hours alone together. Or maybe they could find Jake and give him another workout. She grinned as she pushed her bike out of the garage and started down the street. Now that would be a fun afternoon!

She rolled into the dusty parking lot of the lumber yard about fifteen minutes later and spotted Steve standing by one of the huge open overhead doors talking with a couple of the guys he worked with. She coasted through the gate and pulled up to a stop about thirty feet away and waved at him. Steve waved back and his coworkers gave her a quick once-over before wandering off into the warehouse. Steve came over and gave her a quick kiss.

“Hey, this is a nice surprise! What’s up?”

She got off her bike and leaned it against the building. “Nothing much. I’ve been out shopping all morning. I tried to call Angie when I got home but there was no answer. I thought maybe you might know where she is.”

Steve shook his head. “No, I don’t. Sorry.” He thought for a moment. Angie had mentioned wanting to talk to Jake. “She might be with Jake. She said she wanted to talk to him…sort of see how he’s measuring up, I guess.”

Michelle nodded. “Maybe they went to the creek.”

She saw a flash of darkness cross his face, but it passed quickly. They both knew that if Angie and Jake were at the creek, chances were good they weren’t swimming. Michelle smiled and gave him a warm hug.

“Don’t worry, Steve…you’re the one she loves.”

He returned her smile, nodding almost convincingly. “Yeah, I know. It’s just hard to think of her alone with him.”

She put her arms around his neck and gave him a deep, passionate kiss. He seemed startled at first, then returned it for several seconds before pushing her gently away. “We better stop,” he said, looking around. Fortunately, none of his coworkers or any customers were in sight. Michelle nodded, smiling apologetically.

“Sorry…I don’t want to get you into trouble.”

He smiled and brought her hand to his lips. “It’s ok, I won’t get into trouble.” He glanced back into the dark warehouse. “Although if Bill or Jack saw that, they’ll be riding my ass for the next few days!”

She giggled and discreetly rubbed her hand over his crotch. “Then we better not do what I really wanted to do!”

Steve laughed and gave her another quick peck on the lips. “Don’t ever change, Michelle.”

She gave him a seductive wink. “Not a chance!” She went over to her bike and straddled the seat, her long tanned legs stretching to the ground. “I better go so you can get back to work. Why don’t we all get together after dinner?”

He nodded. “Sounds great.”

They said their goodbyes and he watched her ride away, her long hair flowing out behind her as she picked up speed. When she was gone from sight, he turned and went back into the warehouse. He hadn’t gone too far when Bill and Jack, two guys who worked full time, stepped out from behind a pile of plywood, grinning. ‘Oh, shit,’ Steve thought, rolling his eyes.

“Now, I may be mistaken, Bill,” Jack said, folding his arms over his chest, “…but I could’ve sworn ‘ole Cassanova here was dating a blonde girl…” He held out a hand about five and half feet from the floor. “…cute little thing…about this big, wasn’t she?”

Bill grinned, nodding. “I do believe you’re right, Jack.” His eyes twinkled as he looked over at the blushing Steve. “So, do tell, Mr O’Connell…just how many girls are you dating at the moment?”

Steve rolled his eyes. “C’mon guys, we need to fill that order by five.”

They ignored his attempt to change the subject. Bill continued. “As a matter of fact, I’ve seen both of those girls together, like they was good friends or sumthin’.” Jack’s eyebrows raised as if in mock surprise.

“Oh, is that so? That’s very interesting, Bill,” Jack mused, trying hard not to crack a smile.

Bill nodded, still grinning at Steve. “Interesting, yes…yes it is.”

Finally, Steve relented with a sigh. “Ok, ok…they’re friends. So what?”

“Well, young fella,” Bill said, “Do they know you’re diddling both of them?” At that, Steve’s face flushed red and both men broke out in loud, knee slapping laughter. He forced himself to look away and say nothing. If they only knew the truth, he thought, they’d soon stop laughing and he’d be practically a god in their eyes.

As luck would have it, a pickup truck pulled into the yard and a man stepped out holding a yellow pick slip. Steve jumped on the opportunity to escape their good-natured ribbing and hurried over to fill the order.

　

　

Angie pedaled slowly toward home, keeping her tender pussy a little off the tiny bicycle seat. As much as she enjoyed sex, that much in such a short span of time really made her sore. She was happy that she and Jake had the opportunity to hook up, though. And having the other teenagers nearby while they did really got her motor running. The only part she regretted is that she may be too tender to have sex with Steve later, and he’d know exactly why. She hoped he wouldn’t be hurt or jealous. After all, she did tell him she wanted to get together with Jake and he’d already seen her with Artie, not to mention Kristi and Michelle.

She pulled into the O’Connell’s driveway and slowly climbed off the bike, then pushed it past their car toward the garage, limping slightly. Her parents were off finalizing some of the house paperwork and their van wasn’t there. She leaned it against the back wall of the garage and went into the house, planning to take a long, soothing shower. Cathy’s voice stopped her before she could start down the stairs to the basement.

“Angie? Is that you?”

She poked her head into the kitchen, where Cathy stood at the sink, drying her hands.

“Hi.”

Cathy smiled and nodded toward the kitchen table. “Do you have a minute? I’d like to talk to you about something.”

Angie nodded, but she felt a knot forming in her stomach. If Steve’s mother wanted to talk to her alone, it probably had something to do with her and Steve, or to be more precise, her and Steve’s sex life. “Sure, I guess. I was just going to take a quick shower.” She went up into the kitchen and took a seat across the table from Cathy, her eyes meeting the older woman’s unfalteringly. “What’s up?”

Cathy smiled at the pretty blonde. It was easy to see why Steve found her so attractive. She was almost the spitting image of her very sexy mother. “Well, we’ve never really talked and since you and Steve seem to be getting pretty serious, I thought we should have a little chat. You know - girl stuff.” Angie nodded and forced a smile. Something in Cathy’s eyes told her she had something a little more specific she wanted to talk about, but she decided to play along.

“Ok, sure…I’d like that.”

They chatted for a couple of minutes about how much she was looking forward to moving into their new house and starting school in the fall. Finally, there was a lull in the conversation. Cathy fidgeted with a napkin for a few seconds, then took a deep breath and looked up at Angie. “I guess there’s really no easy way to bring this up, so I’ll just come out and ask.” Angie felt the knot tighten and hoped her expression didn’t betray her nervousness. Cathy met her eyes. “Are you and Michelle both dating Steve?”

Angie swallowed hard and lowered her eyes. How the hell did she figure that out? Cathy let out a long sigh. “I’ll take it from your silence that’s a yes.” Angie nodded slightly, but didn’t look up. Cathy reached out and took her hand. “Look, Angie, I really like you a lot. I think of you as the daughter I never had, especially since you’ve been staying here. And Steve’s never seemed happier.” Angie looked up at her and she paused. “But I don’t want to see any of you get hurt. If you and Steve were only dating casually, I wouldn’t even be bringing this up. It’s good for him to be with different girls, so he’ll have a better understanding of what he wants when he finally settles down. But you told me you were in love. Is that true? Because if you are, that changes everything.”

Angie hesitated for almost a full ten seconds before replying. She nodded her head and looked up into her eyes. “Yes, I do love him - very much.” She paused. “And so does Michelle.”

Cathy blew out another long breath and sat back in her chair. “Oh, boy.”

Angie shook her head. “It’s ok - really. We aren’t having any problems at all.”

“Angie, honey, you’re a smart girl. Surely you can see how this can only end badly. Eventually he’s going to have to chose one of you and the other will be devastated.”

Angie sat there without answering, her eyes darting around the room. Cathy suddenly seemed to come to a realization. “Unless…oh no, Angie…you three aren’t…”

Angie felt her face heat up and lowered her head. That was as good as admitting they were having sex together. Cathy got up and walked over to the counter, staring out the window. So her hunch, as wild as it’d been, was correct. How did this happen? Had one of them seen her and Alan together with Angie’s parents? But they were so careful! Now she was faced with the choice of being a hypocrite or condoning their kids’ lifestyle. For a long moment, she said nothing, the tension heavy in the air. Finally she spoke without turning around.

“I’m not going to say anything to your parents, Angie. Your Mom and Dad are just starting to come to grips with you and Steve having sex. I don‘t think they could handle knowing you like girls too.” She turned around to face her. “But you’re going to have to tell them sometime.” She went back over and sat down again. “Are you sure you’re ready for this? I mean, there are a lot of adults who aren’t able to do that.”

Angie kept her eyes lowered and nodded, speaking quietly. “We all love one another. It’s no big deal.”

Cathy sighed again. It was hard to argue with her because she knew it was possible to maintain an open, loving relationship. She just couldn’t tell her that.

“Ok, honey. We’ll leave it at that for now.” She reached over and took Angie’s hand and she looked up. “Please be careful. And promise me something; if you ever need to talk to someone about this, I’m there for you, ok?” Angie nodded, but without much enthusiasm. Cathy gave her hand a gentle squeeze, then let it go. “Ok, go take your shower.”

　

Angie stood and made her way to the basement, hoping she was able to cover her slight limp. As she stood under the hot shower, her mind raced as she considered the consequences of Steve’s mother knowing she was having sex with both Steve and Michelle. So far, she seemed ok with it, as much as any parent could be anyway. How long before she discovered it went far beyond that?

She finished showering and dried off, then wrapped the towel around her naked body and opened the door.

“Hey, sexy.”

She started, then relaxed when she saw Michelle sitting on the couch, grinning at her. “Michelle! Holy shit, you scared the hell outta me!”

Michelle got up, glanced up the stairs, then came over to her. “Steve’s mom let me in.” She embraced her and they shared a deep, loving kiss. As they did, Angie’s felt all her fears and apprehension drain from her mind. All that mattered then was that she was holding and kissing the girl she loved.

After a few moments, they separated and Angie smiled up into her pretty face. “Wow, baby!”

“I missed you,” Michelle said, giving her a wink. Her eyes traveled over Angie’s barely concealed body and she took another glance up the stairs. “I want you so bad,” she whispered, her hand caressing Angie’s cheek. Angie lay her own hand over Michelle’s and brought it to her lips, kissing it softly. Despite her afternoon of sex, she felt her tender pussy moisten at her lover’s touch and her not-so-subtle suggestion.

“Mmm…that’d be so hot,” Angie replied. “But I’m very, very sore right now.”

Michelle’s eyes sparkled and a grin spread across her face. “Oh, is that so? Then I take it you met up with Jake?”

Angie nodded, her own face breaking into a wide grin. “Come on, I’ll tell you all about it while I get dressed.”

Michelle followed her into her room, which now had several boxes labeled ‘ANGIE’ in black marker in preparation for their upcoming move. Angie dropped her towel as soon as the door was closed and sat down to dry and style her hair still naked, enjoying Michelle’s lust-filled looks. As she recanted her exciting afternoon of sex in the woods, Michelle sat across the bed, her hand under her top and tugging on her nipples. When Angie related the part about the seniors and watching Evan and Jennifer fucking, her eyes grew wide.

“Holy fuck, Ang! That is so fucking hot! They did it right there in the open?”

Angie grinned and reached over to tweak her hard nipple. “You say that like it’s something you’ve never done, you little slut!”

Michelle gasped at her touch, then giggled. “You’re a fine one to talk!”

When Angie told her how Ashley was checking out Mandi’s ass, Michelle raised her eyebrows in disbelief. “Come on, Ashley Morrison - into girls?”

Angie shrugged and wound her long hair around the curling iron. “If you don’t believe me, ask Jake. He saw it too.”

She shook her head. “No, of course I believe you. It’s just…a little hard to accept. I mean, I’ve seen her with guys…lots of guys.”

Angie shrugged. “Maybe she’s like us.” Michelle nodded absently, still trying to work her head around it. “Anyway, she was looking really good. I think I’ll try out for cheerleader and see if I can get to know her a little better.”

Michelle looked over at her. “You mean, the five of us aren’t enough! Holy shit, Ang!”

Angie laughed. “Hey, the more the merrier, right?”

Michelle shook her head, trying to keep a straight face. “I was wrong - you aren’t a slut. You’re a fucking nympho!”

Angie laughed and stood up, walking around the bed to where she was sitting. Her freshly washed hair shone and her skin glowed from the hot shower. She stepped closer and Michelle could smell her excited sex emanating from her swollen, red pussy. She reached up and pulled her closer, planting soft kisses on her belly as her hands moved to squeeze her smooth ass.

“Mmm…you smell delicious, baby!”

Angie propped one foot up on the bed next to her and took her hand, moving it between her spread legs to her tender pussy. She sucked in a long breath as Michelle’s fingers probed at her aching lips, but held her hand in place, eager for her loving touch despite her discomfort.

“Oh Angie,” Michelle murmured, leaning up to take one of her hard nipples into her mouth. She suckled it for a few seconds, then pulled off and looked up. “What about Steve’s mom?”

Angie was enjoying her fingering and sucking and had forgotten that Cathy was still upstairs. Would she come down after Angie’s admitting her and Michelle were also having sex? It was possible, but she seemed cool and wondered if she’d leave them alone. If she did come down and catch them, it isn’t like she’d be discovering a big secret anymore.

“Don’t worry about her,” Angie sad, urging Michelle to suck on her other tit. As she began to nibble on it, Angie moaned softly. “She knows all about you and me.”

Michelle stopped her tit-sucking and pulled back, a look of astonished horror on her face. She tugged at her hand Angie was holding between her legs and Angie reluctantly let her pull it free.

“Sh…she…knows!?”

Angie nodded and sat down. She hated to ruin their intimate moment, but it was something Michelle needed to be told about.

“Yeah, she asked me straight out about an hour ago. I couldn’t have lied even if I wanted to. I think she knew before she even asked me, to be honest.” Michelle stared at the floor, trying to come to grips with it. So that was why Steve’s mom had looked at her strangely when she answered the door. Angie put an arm around her and hugged her to her naked body. “Baby, it’s ok. She said she wasn’t going to say anything. She was just concerned that someone would get hurt.” Michelle looked over at her, her eyes telling her that she wasn’t entirely convinced. Angie smiled and kissed her forehead. “I believe her. Do you think I’d be this calm if I thought she was going to tell my parents?”

Michelle shook her head slowly. “No…I…I guess not.” She paused, then added, “How did she know? I mean, we’ve been careful, haven’t we?”

“Steve told me she caught you and him kissing once and asked him about it. He didn’t really say much, but I guess she just put two and two together.”

“Damn,” Michelle breathed, shaking her head. She looked up again. “What about Artie? And Kristi? And…”

“Shhh…just relax, baby. She didn’t mention them and I didn’t volunteer any information. So far I’m pretty sure she only knows about the three of us.”

Michelle grunted. “Yeah, so far.”

Angie hugged her tighter. “It’ll be ok. So she knows - big deal. When they found out Steve and I were having sex, that didn’t change anything. Why should this?”

Michelle looked again into those deep blue eyes and felt an almost immediate sense of calm. She forced a small smile. “I suppose that’s true, but…”

Angie interrupted her. “But nothing. I love you, and I’m going to continue to love you. That’s the bottom line.”

Michelle gave her a genuine smile of loving admiration. “You’re amazing, Angie. I love you too.”

Angie grinned and licked her lips. She stood up and went over to the door, opening it just a crack and peeking out. She pushed it closed and locked it before turning around. “The coast is clear. Get naked, baby…I need to taste that pussy!”

Michelle stood up and reached down to take off her top, but paused, her eyes moving toward the door. Angie came over and grasped her top. “It’s ok. The door’s locked and she won’t bother us anyway.” Gently, she eased her top up and off, revealing her beautiful tits. She pushed her back onto the bed, her fingers fumbling with the fly of her shorts. Michelle watched as she undid them and pulled them off, followed quickly by her panties. As Angie knelt between her thighs and began to lick and suck at her wet pussy, she lost herself in the wonderful feelings, allowing her beautiful lover to bring her to two crashing orgasms before they fell into one another’s arms on the bed, kissing hungrily. When Michelle started to go down to return the favor, Angie stopped her.

“No, baby…I’m too sore and I want to be able fuck Steve tonight.”

Michelle nodded and crawled back up next to her. They lay there in silence for several minutes, just enjoying the warm touch of each other.

“I saw Steve at work today,” Michelle finally said. “We made plans to get together tonight, but if you want him to yourself, I’ll understand.”

Angie gave her a hug. “Uh-uh…I’d rather be with both of you right now.” She kissed her again, thinking about the plainly wrapped package that had arrived at the post office today and was now in her backpack. She couldn’t wait to try it out!

Michelle smiled and nuzzled her cheek against her soft breast. “That means a lot, thank you.”

“It’s the truth.”

They lay there for a few more minutes, then the sounds of more footsteps could be heard upstairs. Michelle sat up and reached for her clothes. “I better go. It’s almost dinner time.”

Angie sat up and watched her put her clothes back on, but made no effort to dress herself. She loved being naked, especially when she was with one of her lovers. She stood and walked Michelle over to the door, where they shared one more deep, loving kiss.

“I’ll give you a call later,” she said as she stepped out into the rec room. Angie nodded and blew her one last kiss before she turned and went up the stairs.

She closed her bedroom door and went over to straighten the rumpled bed covers, then reluctantly put on a white thong, a pair of jeans and a white wife beater. She adjusted it so that her braless tits fit just right, then went upstairs to help prepare dinner.

　

Her parents were there in the kitchen talking to Cathy and except for a subtle exchange of looks, nothing was said about their earlier conversation. Although things were a little tense at first, she soon relaxed once she realized Cathy was going to keep her word and not spill the beans. They had the meal almost ready when Steve arrived, then his father a few minutes later. Dinner went well, without any awkwardness between Angie and Cathy, although a couple of looks from Steve told her he sensed something had happened. They talked about moving day, which would be on Saturday - two days away. Steve had the day off from work to help and Angie said Michelle had volunteered her services as well. With all the help, plus the movers, it seemed like it should go fairly quickly.

After the dishes were done, the parents retired to the family room while Steve and Angie retreated to the basement. As soon as they were down the stairs, Steve turned to her and asked, “What’s up between you and Mom?”

“What do you mean?” She planned on telling him of course, but was curious what he’d seen to make him ask. She thought she’d been pretty cool and not acted unusual.

He shrugged. “I can’t exactly put my finger on it, but something seemed…off. Did you two have a fight or something?”

Angie went over to the couch and sat down, patting the cushion beside her. “Or something,” she said as he sat down. She told him everything and he sat in stunned silence until she finished, even telling him how her and Michelle made love in her room afterward.

“Holy fuck,” he said in a low voice. “She knows. But, how?”

Angie shrugged and leaned her head on his shoulder. “She’s a smart woman, baby. She just watched us and figured it out, I guess.”

Steve sighed knowingly. “Yeah, she is smart, especially about stuff like that. Like how she knew me and you were doing it.”

Angie nodded, her hand caressing his chest. “Speaking of which, do you still want to meet up with Michelle tonight?”

He nodded absently, his mind obviously still occupied with the fact his mother knew he was having threesomes. “Huh, oh yeah, sure.”

She paused for a moment, then sat up and looked into his eyes. “I need to tell you what I did today,” she said. He licked his lips and gave a slight nod.

“I figured you were with Jake.”

“Yes, I was. Does that bother you?”

He took a deep breath, then shook his head. “I guess not. I mean, it does in a way because I wasn’t there too, but I can deal with it.”

She leaned in and kissed him. “I’m sorry, baby. I should have thought of that. I promise - no more guys unless you’re there, ok?”

He smiled. “Thank you, Angie, but I’m not going to ask you to do that. Just promise me that I’ll always be number one.”

“Oh, hell, yes!” she exclaimed, climbing onto his lap and straddling his hips. “I’m so in love with you I’d stop seeing everyone if you asked me to.” She thought for a second, then added, “Well, maybe not Michelle…I couldn’t leave her any more than I could you. But everyone else…pffft…gone!”

He chuckled and grabbed her ass, pulling her tighter to his stiffening cock. She ground against him, despite her tenderness, and they kissed deep and hungrily. Her mother’s voice forced them to stop.

“Hey, you two! We’re going out for about an hour. Try to behave, ok?”

“Ok, Mom!” Angie called back. “We’re going to go meet Michelle anyway.”

“All right, honey. Don’t be too late, ok?”

They promised not to and a few minutes later they heard all four of their parents leave. Angie grinned at him. “Hmm…an hour, huh? I wonder how fast Michelle could get here?”

Steve laughed and nibbled on her earlobe. “I’m gonna need more than an hour, baby.”

She giggled and picked up the phone while still straddling him. She dialed Michelle’s number and when she answered, Angie had her tongue back in Steve’s mouth.

“Mmmm…oh, hey darlin’!” Angie said, pulling away from him.

“Why, hello yourself!”

“Want to meet us and maybe get lucky, sexy?”

Michelle giggled. “Sure! What are my chances?”

“Hmm…I’d say Steve should be able to satisfy both of his women tonight, wouldn’t you, honey?” He nodded and grinned, rubbing his even harder member against her heated pussy. “Ooo…he says yes!”

Michelle laughed and agreed to meet them at the creek. Angie hung up and her and Steve made out for a few more minutes before she finally let him up. She watched as he adjusted his fully hard cock inside his jeans.

“I’d be happy to take care of that for you before we go,” she said, licking her lips, her smoldering eyes meeting his. His eyebrows shot up and a wide grin spread across his face.

“Well, technically it is your fault,” he said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. Angie laughed and dropped to her knees in front of him before he could say another word. He watched with an amused smile as she expertly had his jeans unfastened and his hard cock in her hand in record time. She stroked it once or twice, looking up at him.

“I’d prefer to take my time and really enjoy your cock,” she said, touching her tongue to the tip, “but we don’t want to keep Michelle waiting so I better get busy.” With that, she opened her mouth and literally swallowed almost his entire length, her tongue rolling back and forth on the tender underside. She began to pump back and forth, sucking hard, while her hand stroked him. She’d managed to get him quite turned on as she’d been grinding her steamy pussy against him, even with their clothes on, and he could already feel the tingle as her mouth and hand worked him in those little ways she knew would have him cumming as soon as possible. He moaned as she allowed him to grasp her head and practically fuck her mouth, all the while maintaining a steady suction. Before long, he could feel his nuts contracting and pushed even deeper into her hungry mouth.

“Oh fuck…!” he groaned as he felt the cum surging through his hard shaft. Angie murmured approvingly, recognizing his body language. She pulled back just a bit and a few seconds later was rewarded with a mouthful of his hot jism. She swallowed it, and the remaining shots, then sucked and licked him clean. When she was satisfied he was finished, she gave his deflating member a loving kiss, then zipped him up and got to her feet. She leaned in and kissed him, then grinned.

“Ok, sexy…let’s go!”

He laughed, then followed her up the stairs, making her squeal as his hands teased her sexy ass in her tight jeans. They got on their bikes and headed for the creek at top speed, arriving at the trail a little out of breath, but excited about their rendezvous with Michelle. They were the core of the group, and it’d been too long since just the three of them had been alone together.

Michelle was sitting on the grass next to her bicycle and digging through her small backpack. She looked up and waved as they arrived and rode over to where she was.

“Hey gorgeous!” Angie called out as she skidded to a stop.

“Hiya, beautiful!” Michelle countered, grinning. She winked at Steve. “And sexy!”

Steve merely laughed and watched as the two girls hugged and kissed, then he and Michelle did. Angie stood watching, a little smile on her face. When they separated, Michelle noted her lustful look.

“What?”

Angie licked her lips. “I get so turned on when I watch you two making out!”

Michelle waggled her eyebrows and pressed her body to Steve’s. “Oh, yeah?”

Angie nodded, her smile growing. “Oh yeah.” She moved closer. “I want to watch you fuck…right now.”

Michelle looked up at Steve, who shrugged and said, “Hey, who am I to argue!”

“Come on,” Angie said. She knew the perfect spot.

She led them down the faint trail to the place where she and Jake had watched Evan and Jennifer that afternoon. “Right there,” she said, pointing to the patch of grass by the creek bank. Michelle grinned and began to remove her top. Steve also began to undress, but Angie simply watched them, her eyes moving from one to the other.

“Aren’t you getting naked, too?” Steve asked her as he pulled off his shorts to reveal his rapidly growing cock.

Angie shook her head. “Not until your cock is slamming into her cunt,” she said, her blue eyes glittering.

Michelle pulled her panties off and stood naked except for her sneakers. “But you are going to join us, right?”

She nodded. “Oh, yes…when the time is right.” She went over and took Michelle’s hand, leading her over to a fallen tree. She bent her over so that her arms were on the trunk and her bare ass was positioned for Steve to conquer. Angie leaned in to whisper into her ear as she beckoned Steve over. “So tell me, you little slut…where do you want it? In that hot little cunt, or up your tight asshole?”

Michelle felt her juices really start to flow as Angie’s dirty talk began to turn her on even more than she already was. She sensed Steve directly behind her and few seconds later felt the wet tip of his engorged cock rubbing along her ass crack, over her tiny back door, then down to her moist and ready pussy.

“Oh, god…both!” she gasped, rolling her hips against him. Angie motioned for Steve to continue to tease her.

“Both? You really are a horny little slut, aren’t you?” Michelle nodded, amazed at how much this was turning her on. “I bet you’d like to have a cock in each hole at the same time, wouldn’t you?”

Michelle was lost in the carnal feelings and nodded without even fully realizing what Angie was saying. “Oh, yes, please…fuck me anywhere…just fuck me!”

This was really getting Angie excited as well, and the look on Steve’s face told her he was getting very turned on, too. “Hmm…in a minute, slut. I want to make sure you really want it first.”

Michelle’s ass pushed back, but Steve was following Angie’s direction and moved back so she couldn’t make him enter her. She moaned in frustration. “Oh, please! Just fuck me!” she cried.

Angie nodded to Steve and he stepped forward, the head of his cock sliding easily through her slick lips. Michelle moaned again and pushed back, but Steve again eased off. She let out another cry of frustration.

“Please, stop teasing me! I need to be fucked now! I’m begging you…please…please just…”

Her pleas were silenced as Angie nodded to Steve and he thrust into her in one hard push, burying his hard cock in her dripping, hot cunt. She cried out and braced herself with her arms, her eyes closed as her pussy was finally filled with the hard cock she longed for. Steve pulled back and hammered in again, this time grabbing her hair and wrapping it around his fist. He pulled back on her hair and drove in again, causing her to cry out in ecstasy so loudly that if anyone were in the clearing they’d be sure to hear her.

As she watched her boyfriend pound harder and harder into her girlfriend’s sweet pussy, Angie began to undress. Despite her tender pussy, she was so turned on right now she didn’t care how uncomfortable sex would be. She was going to get fucked, too. Hard.

She got naked and reached for her backpack, where she had a little surprise. Inside was a new purchase - a strap on dildo. When she’d asked Michelle if she wanted a cock in both holes at once, she wasn’t kidding. She attached the straps, cinching them tight, then made sure the little nub was positioned at her clit before smearing a liberal amount of lube all over the long rubber shaft. The whole time she could hear Michelle’s cries, Steve’s grunts, and the slapping sound of their bare flesh.

She turned around and tapped Steve on the shoulder. He looked over at her, his face flushed from exertion. His eyes went wide when he saw the dildo protruding from her pussy and Angie grinned, bringing a finger to her lips. She pointed to the grassy area and leaned in to whisper in his ear. “Get her on top!”

He looked down at the well-lubricated prosthetic and nodded, although he still seemed a bit uncertain. Angie chewed on her lips and let her eyes tell him that she wanted, no needed this to happen and he seemed to get the message. She moved up to where she could whisper into Michelle’s ear while keeping her toy out of her line of sight.

“Are you enjoying my boyfriend’s big cock, you little whore?” Michelle grunted a yes. “Good…he’s going to lie down and I want you to climb onto that cock and ride it hard. Do you understand?”

“But…what about…you?” Michelle gasped out between thrusts.

“Never mind about me for now, you horny little bitch. Just do as I say, ok?” She gave her ass a resounding slap for emphasis.

Michelle cried out, then nodded and closed her eyes as Steve’s cock slammed home again. Angie stepped back and turned around, keeping her hands over the straps so Michelle wouldn’t suspect, not that she was in any condition to see much anyway. From her flushed face, it looked like she’d already had at least one good orgasm already. There would be plenty more to come.

Steve led her to the grass and lay back, his hard, wet cock pointing straight up. Michelle straddled him and placed her pussy at the tip. As soon as her back was turned, Angie came up behind her and placed her hands on her shoulders, leaning in.

“Mmm…go ahead, whore…you know you want to feel that hard cock inside you again!” She pressed down on her friend’s shoulders and felt Michelle’s body shudder as she impaled herself on Steve’s cock. “Oh, yeah…feels good, doesn’t it?” Michelle nodded, her eyes closed as her pussy was once again flooded with the incredible sensation of being stretched by a big cock. “You like it up the ass, too, don’t you, whore?”

“Y…yes…” Michelle panted as she began to move up and down.

“Do you mind me calling you a whore, or a slut? Because that’s just what you are, you know.” Michelle nodded. “Tell me what you are.”

“I…I’m a slut!” Michelle gasped as she sank down onto Steve’s cock.

Angie moved in so that her lips brushed against Michelle’s ear. “And what else?” When after several seconds Michelle didn’t respond, Angie reached down and slapped her ass. She cried out. “I said, what else are you besides a slut?” Angie’s breath was hot in her ear.

“A…a whore!” she panted, “I’m a whore!”

“Mmhmm…you certainly are,” Angie said, smiling. “And you know what whores like, don’t you?”

Michelle’s tongue flicked over her dry lips. “To…get…f…fucked!” she gasped.

“Yes, they do,” Angie said. She moved into position behind Michelle and pushed her forward so that her tiny back door was revealed to her. She reached down and began to rub a lubed finger over the puckered opening. “You have such a sweet little asshole, baby.” Michelle groaned as the combined sensations of Steve’s cock in her pussy and Angie’s finger teasing her asshole pushed her closer to another orgasm. “I’d really love to fuck it. Will you let me put my big, hard cock in your little asshole while Steve fucks your tight cunt?”

Michelle’s muddled brain tried to make sense out of this, but it simply didn’t compute. Angie didn’t have a cock! What the hell was she talking about?

Angie’s breath was once again in her ear and her finger began to work its way into her ass. “I know what you’re thinking - that I don’t have a big hard cock.” She felt Angie move from behind her and up next to her. “Take a look, whore.” Michelle opened her eyes and was astonished to see the realistic looking dildo attached over her pussy. She looked up at her friend, her hazy eyes holding a confused look. Angie grinned. “I’m going to fuck your ass while Steve keeps fucking that hot pussy.” Michelle felt a pang of fear and started to shake her head, then remembered how good it felt the last time she’d had anal sex and was intrigued at the idea of a double penetration.

She nodded. “Just…be careful…ok?”

Angie smiled. “Of course, baby. Just yell ‘stop’ if it’s too much.” Michelle nodded and Angie leaned in, once again taking on the dominant persona. “You’ll love it. You’re too much of a loose fucking slut not to!”

Michelle felt herself approaching another orgasm just at the thought of being double fucked and as she felt the hard tip of the dildo press against her tight anus, she moaned and leaned forward, spreading her cheeks wide. Angie applied pressure, working the slippery head into her little brown star. Michelle’s moans became louder but she didn’t tell her to stop, so she kept at it. Finally, the tip spread her open and slipped inside. She howled and arched her back and Angie paused, unsure if she was liking it or if was hurting her. She leaned forward, being careful not to push in any further. “Are you ok, baby?”

Michelle nodded. “Y…yes…oh god…it feels…so…so…ohhh…”

Steve had eased up his movements, pulling back so that only the tip of his cock was still in her hot hole. This was turning him on like never before and bringing him close to the point of no return and he needed a break. He also wanted to make this as easy on Michelle as possible. Angie looked down at Steve but spoke to Michelle. “Do you want more, slut?” Michelle’s head bobbed up and down. “You have to tell me what you want,” Angie told her.

“Please…don’t stop!”

Angie grinned. “Don’t stop what?”

“Don’t stop…fucking my ass!” Michelle cried out in a half moan.

Angie pushed in a little more and Michelle reacted with another loud yelp. Still, Angie fed more of the hard plastic cock into her distended back door. When about half of it was buried in her ass, Michelle gasped, “No more! That’s all…I can take!”

Angie leaned over her, pulling on her long hair. “Ok, whore…now you’re really gonna get fucked!” Angie pulled out, then pushed back in a few times until she felt Michelle start to get used to the foreign object in her ass. When she began to moan in pleasure, Steve resumed fucking her cunt as Angie pulled out of her ass. They quickly worked into a steady rhythm and Michelle began to moan non-stop. She cried out and Angie felt her muscles tighten as another orgasm engulfed her, forcing them both to stop until she relaxed again. This happened several times and Angie wondered just how much more stimulation she could take. The little nub on the dildo was rubbing against her clit and as tender as she was, it was bringing her to her own orgasm quickly.

Michelle was barely able to hold herself up, her upper body lying on Steve’s chest as both of them continued to ravage her. Every once in a while she’d moan, but her body was like that of a rag doll. Angie drove into her tight ass and groaned as a powerful orgasm rippled through her own body, causing her to shudder in exquisite satisfaction.

After she came down from her orgasm, she sensed that Michelle had taken about all she could handle and began to withdraw the hard cock from her badly stretched back door. She didn’t move, but let out a long groan as Angie withdrew. She unfastened the dildo and gently lifted Michelle up, peering into her dazed face.

“Michelle, baby? Are you ok?”

Her tongue darted out and her eyes flickered open. She turned to Angie and nodded, a sleepy, dreamy smile on her face. “H…holy fuck!” she gasped in a hoarse whisper.

Angie looked down at Steve, who was watching them. His face was flushed red and beads of perspiration coated his body from the exertion. “What about you, baby? Are you ok?”

He nodded and their eyes met. “It’s time you got some cock too, you little slut!” he said, his eyes wild with lust for her.

Angie grinned and helped Michelle lift herself from his cock, then helped her lie down on the soft grass. She gave her a kiss, then went back to her man. Steve got to his feet while she was helping Michelle and pointed to the fallen tree she’d bent Michelle over earlier. “Over there, bitch!” he growled.

Angie nodded and went over to the tree, placing her hands on the peeling bark. Steve came up behind her and kicked her feet apart, then shoved her head down so that it was almost resting on the log between her hands. His hand went between her legs and his fingers dipped into her dripping pussy. “I think that cunt’s ready for a good fucking, whore,” he said, pulling his fingers out and stepping up so that the tip of his cock slipped along her enflamed and tender labia. Angie moaned and wriggled her ass.

“Oh, yes…please fuck me! I’m such a whore! I need your big, hard cock inside my cunt!”

He grinned. This role playing was a huge turn-on. He grasped her long golden hair and pulled, forcing her to arch her back and lift her head. “Then get ready, slut!” As he said that, he pulled back, then drove all the way into her hot tunnel. She cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, her pussy still very tender from that afternoon. It didn’t matter. She was going to fuck him until he unloaded a big load inside her, pain or no pain. Again and again he slammed into her, his hand pulling her hair with each thrust. Angie felt her pussy contract after only four or five pumps and she cried out as she came, her cunt spewing her juices all over his cock and down her inner thighs. Steve continued to pound mercilessly at her tender twat, pulling hard on her hair and giving her ass an occasional slap.

They kept up this furious pace for several minutes, with Angie feeling like she was cumming the whole time. Finally she groaned loudly, every muscle tense as a powerful orgasm rippled through her. Through haze of her pleasure, she heard Steve’s own moans and felt a sudden wet, heated rush in her pussy as he unloaded a huge amount of his hot cum inside her. That only served to push her trembling body over the edge once again and she shrieked as another orgasm pulsed through her already weakened body.

They both fell panting against the log, Steve hovering over her with his hands resting beside hers on the rough bark while she merely lay her forehead against it. Both were panting and gasping for breath and it was several long moments before he finally stood up and pulled his half-hard cock from her swollen and dripping pussy. She moaned softly at the loss, then forced herself to stand and turn to him.

He smiled at her, but his eyes held a look of concern. “Are you ok? That was pretty intense.”

She blew out a long breath and wiped her brow. “Wow! I can’t believe how turned on that made me!”

“You and me both!” Michelle said from the grass behind them.

They both looked over and saw the pretty brunette sitting on the grass, leaning back on her arms as she watched them. She was still completely naked and grinning up at them. “Where in the fuck did you get this thing?” she asked Angie, holding up the strap-on.

Angie laughed and they both went over, taking a seat next to her. “I bought it online last week. So you really liked it?”

Michelle’s tongue licked her dry lips and she nodded. “Yeah, I mean…it was kinda scary at first, but I trust you. And being fucked by you…wow! What a turn-on!” She grinned and gingerly dropped a hand between her legs, wincing. “I don’t know if I can ride my bike home, but holy fuck!”

Steve studied her closely, looking for any signs that they’d gone too far. But she seemed genuine in her response and he could see no resentment or hurt in her eyes. “Are you sure you’re ok?”

She nodded, taking his hand. “I’m sure,” she replied, meeting his eyes. “But it felt like I was cumming non-stop the whole time! I’m freakin’ exhausted!”

Angie leaned in and kissed her. “Will you do me next time? I can’t wait to try it!”

“Sure, if you want me to,” she replied.

“Fuck yeah! And don’t forget the dirty talk!”

Michelle’s eyes lit up. “Oh my god! That was so hot!”

“You didn’t mind that?” Steve asked, a quizzical look on his face. “I mean, I like a little dirty talk, but Ang was really going all out!”

Michelle shook her head vehemently. “Oh, no, I loved it!” She lifted Angie’s hand to her lips and kissed it softly. “I am your slut and whore, baby!” she said with a wicked little wink. She looked up at Steve. “Yours too, lover, so pour it on! I can take it!”

Steve looked at Angie. She gave him a huge grin and nodded. “That goes for you too, babe!”

They sat there for several minutes chatting when Steve suddenly stopped and raised a hand. “Did you guys hear that?”

All three strained their ears until they all heard a faint voice coming from the direction of the clearing. Immediately, they all reached for their clothes and started dressing. It was unlikely whoever it was would come down to this little-known area, but they weren’t taking chances.

They got to their feet, with Michelle a little unsteady, and began the short hike back to the main clearing where they’d left their bikes. They emerged a few minutes later to find Mandi and Ashley spreading out towels on the grass. Both girls wore bikini tops and shorts and looked up as the three teens came into view.

“Oh, hey,” Ashley said. “We were wondering whose bikes those were.”

Mandi recognized Steve and Michelle. Like Jake, she was in one of his classes and she knew Michelle slightly. “Hi Steve, Michelle.” She smiled at Angie. Ashley also turned to them and nodded a greeting. Angie met her eyes briefly before Steve spoke up.

“Hey Mandi, Ashley.” Michelle also said hi. Steve put an arm around Angie. “This is Angie Delaney. She just moved to town.”

Mandi smiled. “Hi Angie, nice to meet you. I‘m Mandi Banks.” Angie greeted her and then looked over at Ashley, who was watching her intently. Once again she made eye contact with the sexy senior, then quickly scanned her tight little body. She looked even sexier close up and her almond shaped eyes reminded her of Lin.

Ashley stepped forward and extended a hand. “I’m Ashley Morrison. Welcome to Mason.”

Again, their eyes met and Angie gripped her soft hand maybe a second longer than was necessary before releasing it. She was trying to drop hints without it being too obvious, just on the slim chance her instincts about the cute cheerleader were wrong. Ashley gave her a somewhat nervous smile, then pulled her hand away gently, a slight look of confusion in her dark eyes.

“Are you going to Mason High this fall, Angie?” Mandi asked, bringing her back to the rest of the group.

“Huh? Oh, yes. I’m already registered.”

“Cool. You should try out for cheerleader. You’ve sure got the body for it.” She turned to Ashley, who was still watching Angie. “Don’t you think, Ash?”

Ashley nodded, seeming to come out of a daze. “Oh…sure, you really should.”

Angie smiled at them. “I was thinking about doing that. I was on the squad at my old school.”

“Awesome,” Mandi replied, giving her a bright smile. “Tryout are the Saturday before school starts, at the football field. Eight am. I hope we see you there!”

Angie smiled and took Steve’s hand. “I think you will!” She glanced over at Ashley, whose brow furrowed slightly as she noticed Steve and Angie holding hands. Mandi noticed as well and giggled, her blue eyes sparkling.

“I see you’ve already found a boyfriend!”

Steve felt his face flush and couldn’t stop himself from grinning foolishly. Angie leaned in closer to him. “Yeah, we’ve known one another for years.”

“Ang, I have to get going,” Michelle said, touching Angie’s shoulder.

Angie turned and could see that the hard double reaming they’d given her was causing her more discomfort. “Oh, ok, Michelle.”

They picked up their bikes and after a cheery farewell to Mandi and Ashley, began walking them toward the path. Michelle was limping and they went slow enough that she could easily keep pace.

“Did you see the way Ashley looked at you when you took Steve’s hand?” Michelle said when they’d moved far enough away that the other girls couldn’t hear.

Angie nodded, a wide smile on her face. “Uh-huh…I believe Miss Ashley has some naughty ideas about other girls!”

Michelle chuckled. “She couldn’t take her eyes off you! What were you doing, sending out some secret signal?”

Angie laughed. “Maybe I was, I dunno! But there was definitely something there!”

Steve listened to this exchange without interrupting. He wasn’t sure how he felt about Angie considering adding another member to their group. Six was already twice what they’d originally planned for and although Ashley was super hot and sexy, would it be wise to bring her in? Or was he just acting jealous? He sighed to himself. He wasn’t even sure he was capable of jealousy considering the weird and wonderful relationship he shared with her and the others.

They reached the paved road and mounted their bikes. Michelle found she could ride as long as she didn’t sit. Angie was much the same way after her long day of sex and stood on her pedals as well. When they arrived at the school, they stopped.

“So, want to get together tomorrow?” Angie asked, knowing Steve had to work. “We could go swimming or shopping or just hang out somewhere.”

Michelle shook her head. “I can’t. Artie’s coming home tomorrow and I promised I’d wait for him to call.” She rubbed her crotch. “Although I don’t know if I can handle doing anything!”

Angie grimaced. “Aw, sorry, Michelle. You should’ve said something!”

Michelle grinned, leaning in to kiss them both. “Are you kidding? I wouldn’t have missed that for anything!” Angie and Steve chuckled at her obvious enthusiasm for double-penetration. “He’ll have to be happy with a bj…well, maybe more than one!” She gave them a wink and peddled off. “See you both Saturday!” she called back as she waved goodbye.

Angie looked up into Steve’s eyes. “You’ve been awfully quiet. Is everything ok?”

He shrugged. “Sure, you two were talking and I didn’t want to interrupt.”

She stepped closer. “Steve, I know you better than that. What is it?”

He smiled and shook his head. “Nothing, really.” He swatted at a mosquito on his arm. “C’mon, let’s go home before they eat us alive!”

He jumped on his bike and began to ride toward home. She stared after him for a second, then jumped on her bike and caught up to him, riding in silence the rest of the way home.

Mom got on all fours and grabbed the ripped remains of her sun dress and thong and crawled off to her room. As her naked arse disappeared into her bedroom I reminded her that from now on it’s what I want, when I want it.

Waiting till her door closed I grabbed the camera and rewound the tape. I got the cable from the camera bag and connected the camera to the TV in my bedroom and checked out the quality of the recording. I watched it for several minutes, and then satisfied that the sound and vision were OK I again rewound the tape and lay back on the bed thinking of what I should do with it.

I noticed a folder on the table. The type you find in every hotel room, filled with flyers and brochures, for all the local tourist traps. Flicking through I discovered the hotel had a film processing shop and that they could transfer your pictures or films onto disk so I grabbed the tape and headed out to the store.

I arrived just as Mr Muscles from the gym was leaving and he pushed past me as if was a bug to be swatted. I talked the guy behind the counter, who was about my age, about copying the tape and what problem he was having with gym guy.

“He wants some posters of himself done for the gym but he never paid for the last lot so I’m not doing them. I wish I had some way of cutting him down a notch or two.”

I told him I might have what he was after if he could do me a few copies of the tape. He agreed and told me to come back in the morning.

Wandering around the resort I spotted Dad in a café having coffee with a rather attractive, big breasted blonde. To most people in the café this looked like a casual meeting but with the camera’s zoom function I could see Dad’s other hand under the table massaging her mound through her bikini briefs.

The rest of the day I did all the tourist things and that night everyone just hung out in our hotel room. The next day was our trip to the reef but once we arrived at the reef Mom announced she didn’t feel well from the boat ride and was going to lay down while the rest of us hopped in the inflatable boat and headed for the dive area. I knew that what she really had was the hot's for the ships black captain and with us out of the way could get herself a good fucking. Following a day of sun and sea we all arrived back at our room and everyone just crashed.

Sue had been annoying me more than usual yesterday and this morning headed off early to the beach. Dad left to play some golf but I had an idea as to what holes he was hoping to play. I went to the camera store but the young guy wasn’t there and the lady behind the counter told me he should be in about 10:00 . I went back to my room to get my swimmers and towel and thought I’d head on to the beach and catch up with Sue .

Back at the room I gathered my stuff and as I left through the main room I saw Mom on the balcony. She was wearing a very small bikini and was rubbing sun block on her breasts. I stood and watched her as her greasy hand snaked its way to her upper thighs massaging in the cream. My cock gave a twitch and started to rise and dropping my gear I thought “what I want, when I want it”.

I pulled my hardening cock from my shorts and walking quietly up to her announced “how about taking care of this?” She nearly jumped off the deck chair with surprise and turning to me said that her pussy was still sore from the fucking the other day.

“Sure it’s not from fucking that black guy yesterday while we were off diving?” I said

“How did you know” she replied.

“Because you’re cock happy and from the moment we got on the boat I could tell you wanted him.” I told her.

I moved towards her holding my stiff cock in one hand and as she opened her mouth to object I grabbed her hair and pushed her head onto my cock. Once in her mouth her tongue took over swirling around my cock as she sucked more in. With my hand behind her head I began to fuck her face.

While setting up a rocking motion with my hips that drove my cock down her throat I reached for her breast and began massaging the tit through the bikini top, pulling the material aside then pinching her stiffing nipple.

Mom’s hand gripped my cock, her head bobbed to meet every push from my hips. Faster she jerked my cock taking it from her mouth and licking the head as the pressure built in my balls. Finally she relaxed her hold and I painted a line of cum across her face. Her tongue lapped at my cock as it pulsed with cum Mom worked her hand up and down the length of my cock milking every last drop and greedily swallowing it before falling back to lay on the lounge.

As I placed my cock back in my shorts I leant over and grabbed Mom’s cunt through her bikini bottoms squeezing it firmly as I reminded her that it is mine when I want it. She nodded her head as she wiped cum from her face and licked her hand. She reached out and gripped my wrist pushing my hand more firmly into her crotch and smiling at me as she closed her eyes.

I walked past the photo shop but the guy wasn’t there so I went to the games room to shoot some pool. After a while I glanced at the clock and it was now 11:00 so I went once more to the photo shop, my mind filled with thoughts of what to do once I had the disks.

The assistant, Phil, was there waiting for me and apologized for being late but then told me he had some pictures I may like. He handed me the original tape as well as three copies burnt to disk. Giving me another disk he told me it contained some candid pictures of a couple of guests he spotted at the secluded cove on the other side of the island.

Finally he said that he had watched the start of the tape and burnt himself a copy and hoped I didn’t mind but working here limited his chances for any action. I thanked him and paid for the copies, tucking them in the pocket of my bag before heading to the marina for some lunch.

Looking at the café’s on the waterfront I spotted Maurice having coffee and cake while reading the paper. I approached him and once again I thanked him for flying us here and looking after us at the resort. He asked me to join him and while we talked I could feel the stone warming my chest. I was trying to think what it meant when I moved my foot and hit my bag and I heard the disks click. Thinking should I give him one the stone warmed further so I knew it was the right thing to do.

“Maurice, I know you collect movies starring a particular performer and I also know she hasn’t made a professional movie for awhile but I have this disk of her most recent performance and I’d like you to have it as my way of saying thanks.”

Maurice was a little surprised and took the disk slipping into his jacket.

“I’ll take this in the spirit in which it was given and I won’t ask any questions about how you got it.”

I left him to his coffee and headed for the beach. I met Dad and from the quick look I had it appeared he had been slapped on the face recently and the redness was only just fading. Maybe he needed the stone for some luck. We walked along the beach looking for Sue but there were too many people about to see her.

“She may be down the far end” I said “She likes to sunbathe topless to get an even tan.”

“That’s good thinking lets take a stroll and see what we find.” replied Dad.

The path took us away from the resort area and the crowds and then Dad spotted some people lying on the sand and began to walk towards them. I followed but quickly saw that neither of the two people were Sue , but they were women who appeared to be topless.

Dads up front salesman manner came out and he just walked up and introduced both of us to the women and began asking about the surf conditions. Then he asked had they seen anyone else around who may be Sue . I just stood to one side trying not to stare at these nearly naked ladies

The older of the women, whose name was Kath, rolled to one side to look at Dad and in the process exposed her left breast. Dad continued talking as if it was nothing out of the ordinary and even sat down next to Kath to talk about their holidays so far. Kath then introduced her companion as her daughter Kim. Kim looked to be about Sue ’s age and smiled at me as she shielded her eyes from the sun. Taking Dad’s lead I sat next to her and talked about teenage things like bands and movies.

Kim then reached into her beach bag and pulling a tube of sun tan cream told me to make myself useful. I applied the cream to my hands and began to massage it into her back working from her neck and shoulders to the top of her bikini briefs. Reaching around Kim pulled the briefs into her arse crack and then told me to make sure to put some on her cheeks so she wouldn’t be too burned to sit down. I obliged by kneading the two halves of her arse like two balls of bread dough. Kath looked across and seeing what I was doing told Dad that was a good idea if he wanted to rub her up.

Dad didn’t need a second invitation and was soon applying lotion to Kath’s back and arse. He knelt over her arse and rubbed with long strokes from her arse to her neck leaning forward till his crotch was spooned in her crack. Kim then flipped over onto her back revealing a nice set of smallish boobs. She had obviously been tanning for a while as there were no tan lines and her nipples blended into the golden brown of her breasts. I put more cream on my hands and was just about to get a hold of her tits when Kath told Dad to swap as she wanted a young stud putting the squeeze on her hooters.

Dad was eager to swap places for a chance to grab some young firm breasts. Kath had also flipped onto her back so I went to work and her boobs. They were largish without being droopy and had big brown nipples that were even now standing to attention as I worked the lotion into the skin. Kath’s eyes were closed and she was moaning softly to herself, then I felt her hand snake its way up the leg of my board shorts and rub against my stiffening cock.

“How about we take this indoors before we get sand where it might itch later” said Kim.

I stopped rubbing and looked at Dad, but he just had a grin on his face, and when Kath agreed we all stood and picked up our gear and headed to a cabin set in the palm trees just beyond the sand. Kim took my hand and ran ahead leaving Dad with Kath. As soon as we entered the cabin Kim just dropped everything, she then flipped the switches that started the ceiling fan and turned on the CD player. The music had a synth pop beat and Kim wrapped her arms around my neck and swayed to the music.

“These guys are called Neuropa and they’ve been playing at the bar at this end of the island all week. You should come and check them out with me.”

Kim forced her leg between mine and was humping my thigh to the beat. I ran my hands from her back to her behind pulling her harder against my leg. She pushed her breasts into my chest and rocked from side to side. I glanced across at Dad and saw Kath already on her knees with his cock in her mouth. Kim reached between us and ran her hand along my stiff cock.

“Is it like father, like son?” Kim asked.

She slid down my body pulling my shorts off in the same motion. My cock sprang to attention and Kim was on it like a seagull on a chip. Her tongue licked at the tip then her mouth opened to take it in, her hands squeezing the shaft and massaging the balls. Kim hummed along to the tunes from the CD as her head bobbed up and down the each time taking more of my cock into her throat until her nose was in my pubic hair and my cock had disappeared. Kim pulled completely off my cock and gave it several jerks sliding her hand from the base to the tip. She rolled her thumb over the head spreading saliva and making it good and slick.

Off from the other side of the room I could hear Kath grunting and groaning as she sat astride Dads cock and bounced with a steady rhythm. She called to Kim for us to come over.

“Before you drain that boy I want to try a fantasy of mine, honey”

Dad was laying flat on the floor and Kath had straddled his cock and was leaning full forward with her arse sticking out.

“Come on sonny I want two men at once and I ‘m giving you the chance to be the first to fuck my butt so come on and enjoy it.”

I positioned myself behind her, making sure not to step on anyone, spread her cheeks revealing a brown butt hole. It was then that Kim reached over and gripped my cock placing her thumb over the head. Moving forward she pressed my cock against her mothers arse and applying slight pressure to my cock head popped it into her mother’s back door. As I inched forward Dad began to withdraw from her cunt. I could feel the movement of his cock. By now I was nearly fully in and Kath began oohing and ahhing with every move. When I started to pull back for the next stroke Dad pushed his cock back in. After several strokes we had a steady rocking motion and Kath was gasping for breath between each scream of ecstasy.

Not wanting to finish too quickly I finally pulled out of her arse and she rolled off Dads cock. Kim moved in kneeling on the floor and began licking her mother’s juices from Dads cock. I moved behind her and my cock slipped straight into her already slippery cunt. She grunted as I plowed her pussy from behind and continued to deep throat Dad. Kath, having regained her breath, squatted over Dads face and lowered her cunt for a good licking.

From my position behind Kim I had an amazing view of four people getting their sexual fulfillment. I was pounding Kim with deep strokes as her head bobbed up and down on Dads cock, Dad had his hands under Kath holding her cunt in position as his tongue drove deep into her slit.

Kath then called for a change of partners and lay back on the lounge. I moved from Kim and lay on top of Kath my cock sliding fully in on the first stroke. Kath wrapped her legs around me forcing me deeper into her. Dad sat on the lounge opposite and Kim sat over him facing towards us so I was able to see his cock slip into her pussy. I banged away at Kath changing the speed and direction of each stroke to make maximum contact and the look on her face told me I was doing the right thing. Her eyes had closed and her top lip had curled back to reveal her clenched teeth. As I completed each stroke she grunted louder, her ands were all over my back, her ragged breathing and the arching of her back made me realize she was close to an orgasm.

Redoubling my efforts I felt her body spasm as her screams came quicker and not being able to hold on I emptied my balls into her steaming cunt. I felt two or three long squirts and each time she bit into my shoulder to suppress the screams of passion. Kath was nearly crushing me so tightly were her arms and legs wrapped around me. Finally her hold released and I sank face down into her bosom as she patted my head.

Kim, meanwhile, was bouncing on Dad and he thrust his hips from the lounge to make sure each stroke went deep. Her hands had reached down and were squeezing and pulling at his balls as he continued to slam away. His hands were wrapped around her chest and he had a good grip on each little tittie as they bounced with the motion.

Kim was shouting as loud as her mother and she must have felt Dad tense because she raised herself up enough for Dads cock to pop out and his cum to squirt across her belly and down into her trimmed pubic hair. Kim rang her fingers through the dripping cum and took them to her mouth so suck them dry. She rolled to the floor totally spent and it was several minutes before anyone spoke and then it was Kath who wanted to know what we wanted to try for the rest of the afternoon. The three of us just laughed barely able to move ourselves to do anything.       

       

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I spent nearly half an hour pleading with the nurse for top secrecy when she found them. She said she would keep the reason a secret, but from then on, I wasn’t allowed unsupervised visits with Camryn or Corey.

Surrounded by people, but nothing to talk about; not with the adults around. If Camryn, Corey, and I were just friends, it would have been fun. But, but it was different; we all knew there was more between us, we wanted to be secluded, it was our relationship. Nobody else was welcome to listen to our conversations.

We had almost developed a language with only our eyes. We laughed when one of us would tell a joke using our traveling eyes - look to one person, then another, then reproduce a memory in the movements. The adults thought we were crazy. I didn’t care about them though. To the left of my bed, Camryn always sat, my hand hanging over, holding hers tight. Hours.

She began growing uneasy though. I caught her looking at me with fear a few times. I’d look over and see those scared eyes shift back to the TV, away from my face.

Finally though, I was out of the hospital. A giant scar caked the underside of my right arm, and I still had a splint on my pinky and ring fingers. Corey often felt around the scar; it was tender and warm. It didn’t hurt; I didn’t really feel much of anything there.

Things were falling back to normal. My parents did buy me a lot of new stuff for my room though. I guess they figured I would be traumatized by my old stuff.

I knocked on Camryn’s front door. Finally, I could be alone with the two girls again. Corey opened it.

“Camryn’s in her room. I think you should talk to her, she’s really depressed for some reason.”

Well, not a warm welcome from her, but it would do, I guess. I walked past her and up the stairs. I knocked on Camryn’s bedroom door. After a few seconds, I just entered.

Camryn was lying face down on her bed. She rolled her head to the side and looked to me. Tears ran rampant down her cheeks. I closed the door behind me and walked quickly to her, kneeling down by the bedside.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Do you love me?”

“Yes.”

“Do you love me no matter what?”

“Nothing in the entire world will make you not love you.”

“What if I was pregnant?”

“What?”

“Would you love me if I was pregnant?”

“How can you –?”

“Would you love me?!” I had to think a few seconds. Was this a test? Was this real? I didn’t care; I never wanted her to leave me.

“Yes, I’ll love you no matter what.” Silence.

“I’m almost three weeks late.”

“What’s that mean?”

“I was supposed to have my period three weeks ago, but I didn’t, I think I’m pregnant.” I couldn’t count the number of emotions falling onto me.

“How? When? Where? How? We never had sex; you said you were a virgin.”

“I am. The last time you had sex with Corey. She came home from the woods; she said you were mad at her. She said that you were going to treat me real good the next day like you did to her. She pulled some of your cum out of her and pushed it inside me so I could feel what it was like. It felt so good knowing that your sperm was inside me. That can be the only way I know of. I swear, I never had sex before, you are everything to me; I would never consider anybody else. I’m so scared.”

I was speechless. I didn’t doubt her loyalty, but, she was fourteen. Was giving birth safe for her? Was it safe for me? Our parents were going to flip and I knew that I would be blamed for it all.

“What are we going to do?” I asked. Maybe she had a plan or something. Camryn looked to me and smiled. “What?”

“You said we.”

“Well, it is ours. A little bit of Corey’s too since she was the one who impregnated you.” Now I was just confusing myself. How could this be happening? She was having the baby, she might get pity. I was a guy, my dad would beat the shit out of me, her dad would kill me. She smiled again at me. “What?”

Oh God, why did this happen?  It was all Corey’s fault.  Everything bad somehow revolved around her.  It was hard to stay mad at her though; she never meant to do anything bad.  I could forgive her for everything, everything, except maybe this.  Why?

Corey opened the door to great me.

She didn’t know about the pregnancy.  Over the phone, Camryn and I agreed that she shouldn’t know; she might accidently slip up and tell early.  I was supposed to tell her, that day, while Camryn told her mom.  We didn’t want Corey hearing it from her mom and panicking; confessing to everything that had happened between us three out of some sort of fear.

Corey pulled me into the house and shut the door. 

“We only have about an hour left alone so we have to hurry,” she said anxiously. 

An entire hour left; I was in no hurry.  I could tell her everything in five minutes.  I really didn’t want to tell her now and sit in awkward silence for an hour.  Might as well do what she wanted, I had more than half expected this.

She skipped to the kitchen entry and threw a book onto the table before running over to the couch while pulling the clothes from her body.  I walked behind her.  She jumped onto the couch completely naked.

“Corey,” I started, “can you just suck me today?”  She could see the fear in my face.  If her mom flipped over Camryn’s pregnancy, she might rush Corey to the gynecologist and the last thing I wanted them to find was my cum inside her.

“Why?”

“I just want to try something new and different, that’s all.  I thought you might want to try and outshine Camryn on sucking me.”  She looked at me, she tried looking through me.  “Here, I’ll start.”

I dropped to my knees and pulled my face between her legs.  She was so small.  Putting my penis into her wasn’t bad, she was soo tight; I would get pleasure from it even if I was asleep.  Licking her down there, it was different.  Oh well, she was so small, I would just be licking a crack, it couldn’t be that bad.

I pushed my mouth into her slit, opened up and licked up its entire length.  Her entire body tensed and shivered.

“Wow, I like different a lot!” she gasped.

I continued licking her tiny crack.  Her entire body was shaking, almost convulsing.  I pressed my lips in an O around the slit and pushed as much tongue contact into her as possible.  Then I randomly began lathering her vagina with it.  She began humping into my mouth.  Her hands were on my head pushed me into her more.

I was breathing warm heavy breaths from my nose onto her as I continued coating her entire reproductive organ with my hot saliva.  Her humping was becoming more violent.  I rubbed my left hand up her stomach to her chest.  Gently, I just held it there, holding her naked body back into the couch.  She must have found the feeling amazing.  I just grazed over her two nipples with my outstretched fingers when the struts into my face became most violent.

She began moaning wildly.  In my palm, I could feel her heart beating maniacally.  Her knees were flapping in and out as she kept bucking into my mouth. 

Finally, she slowed and stopped.  Her legs fell limp to the sides.  I sucked my lips together and kissed her slit.  It was completely soaked.  It was my saliva, but now it tasted a little different, something new was added in it, just a faint taste.  I gently kissed from her vagina, up onto her stomach.  I continued up her chest and onto her neck.  I lingered there.  She seemed to like my kissing there.  I kissed around several places, all over her neck before moving up her chin to her lips.

Her tongue instantly locked into my mouth.  It was if she was searching for something in it.  She licked my teeth and my tongue clean before pulling off.

“So that’s why you like being sucked, it feels that good,” she spoke.  Her hands pulled up to my belt.

“Just pull down,” I said, “I keep it on loose enough so I can just pull them up and down.  It’s annoying messing with my belt every day.”

She looked happy enough and grabbed the sides of my shorts and ripped them down with my boxers.  She looked at my penis and smiled.

“I see that you liked that almost as much as me.”

I blushed a bit.  She stood up and pushed me over to the couch.  I sat down.

“Lay down.”

I complied.  She climbed over my legs and her mouth pounced on my penis.  I stared down at her bobbing head.  All I could see was her hair.  I wanted to see her body, her naked body.

“Turn around,” I said.  She pulled off.

“What?”

“Hover over my body, not my legs.”

She looked at me, then smiled.  She climbed off the couch and then back on, over my chest.  She picked up my penis with her two small hands and looked down between us.

“Is the view better now?”

“Much.”

She moved her top hand down over her lower one grasping onto my organ and then pushed it into her mouth.  She was soo hot.  That felt soo good.  I couldn’t understand why I liked her body so much now; it was like I was on some euphoric drug.

From her bobbing chin, down her non-existent breasts, past her almost concave tummy, and too her glistening vagina, my eyes rolled over her.  Her slit was inches from my mouth now.  I wanted to lick it again.  I reached my arms up.

Corey gasped as the cool aluminum from my splint touched her back.  I lifted it up and using my arm from that hand, I guided her bottom to my face.  This time, she gasped as my tongue made new contact with her reproductive organ.  I could feel the hot air from her gasps running down my saliva soaked penis.  Corey’s little hands held firm my organ in her mouth.

I pushed my tongue harder and harder into the crack my mouth enveloped.  I broke through.  Corey moaned so loud onto the head of my penis.  She was amazing.

I licked up and down the inside of her vagina.  The tip of my penis rested on the roof of Corey’s mouth as she hummed down it.  I released a humming moan into her split apart hole, releasing tiny vibrations all the way up her tunnel.  She began squeezing the base of my penis with her hands hard.  Her butt pushed back.  She was humping my face again.

I pushed my hips up a few times to give her the clue to not forget about me.  She caught on and quickly resumed sucking me.  She was devoted to me now; she wanted to make me feel Good.

One of her hands retreated from my shaft and I could feel her playing gently with my testicles.  Each time she dropped her head onto me, I swear she was going a little deeper.

My tongue licked and suckled at the tenderest of skin just inside her barely used vagina.  It was amazing, it was so smooth, glazed in a sweet fluid; it was intoxicating.  Her humping into my face was only making the whole thing hotter.  The fact that the same little girl was sucking my cock made every muscle in my body weak.  I was going to explode, and soon.

“Mmm mmmmm mm mmm.” I’m going to cum; that’s what I wanted to say.  Speaking into her vagina wasn’t very effective.  She groaned back in bliss.  I tried one more time. 

She jammed her slit into my mouth and pushed all her weight into me.  Slowly she began to gyrate into my face.  I could feel her vagina pounding inside.  My tongue could feel it.  Liquid dripped out of her.  Her natural girl lubrication was dripping into my mouth.  She was having an orgasm on my tongue.  She was sucking my penis like the greatest piece of candy in the world, an innate reaction to just live through the orgasmic high she was having.  Her tongue rolled around my shaft.

I immediately began spasming and inseminating her mouth.  My hot cum fountained into her; down her throat, over her tongue, into the roof.  She began choking and coughing.  I remained suckling her dripping girl organ.

I squirted line after line of sperm into her mouth.  She eventually stopped coughing and began collecting a pool of it in her mouth with her throat closed.  My penis was basking in a sauna heated by that little girl’s mouth swooshing my cum through her teeth.  My streams of sperm turned into pulses of ooze.  Her mouth though was still sucking; it was like that was all she knew how to do.  Pushed into an amazing orgasm in the midst of doing that one thing pushed her to continue in a broken loop.  A comfort object that she was playing with when so much happiness filled her.  She wouldn’t let me go.

I started to hear her gulping it down.  I pulled my tongue from her body and licked up the remaining sweet liquid on her.

“All clean down here,” I said.

“Just give me one minute,” Corey gruffly responded onto my soaking penis.  Immediately after she spoke, I felt her mouth pull off my shaft and her tongue vacuum around the base of my penis and over my balls.  I rolled my eyes.

She lifted her butt up off me.  I looked down between our bodies to find her staring to my face as she licked the side of her hand clean.  Damn, how did I get so lucky?

Corey crawled off of me.

“We better get dressed,” she said.  “Oh, Camryn said you had to talk to me about something.” 

I grunted a ‘yeah’ and sat up, remembering all the hell my life was about to go through.  As I stood up and pulled my shorts and boxers up, Corey put on her panties, shorts, and shirt.

“Oh crap, I was supposed to give Mr. Youngs his book back before mommy got home today,” she said.  I was getting anxious now.  I just wanted to blurt it all out and get it over with.  I didn’t know I could flip from a sexual high to a near anxiety attack so fast.

“Please hurry up, this is important,” I said before quivering, and reapplying my shirt.

“I just have to run across the street and back, just one minute.”

She ran to the table to pick up a book and skipped to the front door in her bare feet.  She opened it and ran outside.  I wanted her to hurry up so bad.  My gut was killing me.  I needed to get this out.

I started getting a bad feeling.  What if their mom pulled in when Corey was still outside?  Shit.  I really had to calm myself.  I was making myself want to vomit in distress. 

I heard the sound of tires rip into the pavement outside.  A dull thump.  I exploded my torso around to look out the front window.

Oh My God!  My mind and body separated.  I burst from the couch and flew to the front door.  I exploded from the house like a mortar shell.

I sprinted into the road before the stopped car.  Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck!  I picked up Corey.  She wasn’t moving.  Her arm was deformed; shattered, something.  She wasn’t moving.  Fuck!  Fuck! 

Was she breathing?  I couldn’t tell.  She looked dead.  Half her body was turning purple, maybe black.  Fuck! 

“COREY!!” I screamed, “COREY!”

I looked up to a girl not much older than me.  She held an open flip cell phone in her hands.  She was speechless.  She was crying.  She was standing next to the car.  The driver door was open.  The car was empty.  She was the driver.

The sound of some other fucking girl was nagging over the phone.

I dropped Corey.  Fuck!

I stood up.  I walked to the stupid fucking girl.  I grabbed the phone from her and flipped it shut. 

The girl stared at me.

I slammed the phone into the side of her head under my palm.

“FUCK YOU!!  WHY!!”

I dropped the phone to the ground and threw my fist into her jaw.

Someone grabbed me.  They pulled me away.

“FUCK YOU!!!”

People started coming from everywhere.  Two were holding me down.  Two more were checking Corey.

I wanted to fucking kill her.  Why?  Why her?  Why us?