“It’s not like we are doing homework, I have to get in the mood. Come on into the kitchen and grab a chair.

They walked into the kitchen. Shelley sat down at the computer and pulled up sexstories.com She pulled up a story about a sex slave wife and her husband.

Trevor and Shelley read it. They were both getting in the mood. Shelley lay her hand on his growing crotch. Trevor smiled as his cock leapt to attention. Trevor slipped his hands between Shelley’s legs and started rubbing.

“Yeah, I am starting to see how this kinky thing can be fun. I've never been turned on my whips and chains like that.” Trevor said as they finished the story.

“Wanna go to my room?”

“Yeah”

They laid down on Shelley’s bed.

“So what’s your biggest turn on?” Trevor said starting to grope Shelley’s B breasts.

“I love to make out and be bitten.”

“I see.” Trevor said. He moved his head down to Shelley’s chest and bit down hard on her nipple. Shelley gasped. Trevor grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off over her head. Shelley pulled his shirt off. Trevor and Shelley started to kiss passionately. Shelley pulled him on top of her and unzipped his pants. One of Trevor’s hands worked one breast and his mouth took care of the other. His other hand was busy taking off her boxers. He rubbed his hand along her soft, moist, pink folds. He shoved a finger into her pussy and rubbed her clit with his thumb. He then pushed another finger inside of her. Shelley had finally gotten all of Trevor naked. She slowly started to rub her cock up and down. Her other hand rubbed his balls back and forth and lightly squeezed them. Trevor switched nipples biting sucking and licking the other one. They were both moaning.

Trevor pushed himself up and moved his head down to her pussy. Shelley slipped out from underneath him.

“No,” she simply said. She pushed him down on the bed and straddled him. She aggressively kissed him Slowly she started kissing down his face, neck, chest, stomach, and finally her eyes were wide on his cock. She kissed his dick all the way up one side and down the other. She took one ball into her mouth and sucked on it then switched balls. She stuck out her tongue and licked a spiral all the way up. She kissed the very tip of his head, then swirled her tongue around it. Shelley loved giving blowjobs. She took all of his head in, and played with it with her tongue. She came off of him and then lowered her head back down over his head and another inch. She came back up then plunged down adding another 2 inches. She did this until he was completely in her mouth. She was having so much fun listening to him moan and call out her name. She lapped at his pre cum , her tongue lashing against his head. Suddenly a blast of hot cum was inside of Shelley’s mouth. It was such an odd taste, but by no means did it taste bad. She swallowed it all. She kept her mouth on him until his cock was absolutely still.

“Oh my God, that was fucking awesome.” Trevor said. Shelley smiled and kissed him on the lips.

Trevor sat up and grabbed a crimson sheet.

“Give me your hands.” Trevor commanded.

Shelley looked up innocently and stuck out her hands. Trevor tied her wrists around the bed posts.

Trevor copied her style and started to kiss his way down. Suddenly Shelley started wiggling and kicking. She didn't want his mouth down there.

“Be still!”

“No way!”

“Do you want me to punish you?”

“I am not going to be still!” Shelley said trying to wiggle out of his grasps.

Suddenly his teeth were digging deep into her upper thigh.

Shelley screamed like no other. The thing was her bite screams sound a whole lot like an orgasm.

“Okay, I will be still.” Shelley said after Trevor finally stopped biting. Shelley was scared to death but allowed herself to be his.

Shivers went down her spine as his tongue flicked her clit. He shoved three fingers in her. He sucked her clit nibbling it with his teeth. He started to bite it harder and harder. With each bite Shelley let out little gasps of ecstasy . Despite the fact that she didn't want this in the first place, she sure as hell was enjoying it. His fingers slid out of her and his tongue slid in. She tasted good. His tongue went back to working her clit. He slid four fingers in. She was so tight he wasn't sure if his massive cock would fit into that tight little pussy of hers.

Suddenly Shelley gripped Trevor’s hair and wrapped her legs around his head. Shelley had a body rocking orgasm. Trevor gladly licked dup all of her love juices. Shelley’s body finally stopped relaxed and Shelley released his head.

“For fighting me so much you must roll over and expose your ass to me.” Trevor said. Shelley rolled over her arms even more restrained. Trevor smacked her ass hard. Shelley yelped.

“Master there is a dog chain near the front door.” Shelley said.

Trevor went and retrieved the chain leash. He smacked her with it several times and red lines started appearing on her ass.

“Roll over”

Shelley rolled over exposing her hot wet pussy and her hard pale nipples. He beat her lightly. He was getting hard at the chance of whipping her, especially since she was loving it. She jumped a little bit at each smack. Only once did he let it hit her clit which made her go crazy, sending shivers down her spine.

“Okay you have been punished enough. Now we will fuck.” Trevor said throwing the whip aside.

He positioned himself at her tight hole and thrust into her. She gasped pulled Trevor down and bit into his shoulder. She started clawing her back with her long nails. IT was the first time she got to induce pain, but she could tell he loved it. In and out he thrusted. Shelley slid up and down on the bed a little bit.

Shelley was in heaven. She had never had sex like this, thank God she was on the pill. It felt so raw and dirty, but oh so good. Trevor started to play with her clit which sent her into an earth shattering orgasm.

Trevor slammed as far as he could, his balls slapping her ass. He came deep inside her. IT was the first time a guy’s seed had ever filed her up. It felt amazing.

Trevor collapsed on top of her exhausted. They fell asleep together just talking to each other and caressing each other.

When Trevor woke up he heard water running. He walked into the bathroom while Shelley was showering.

“Hey baby.” Shelley said pulling him into the shower kissing him on the lips.

“Hey.” Trevor said. He grabbed a lufa and started to wash Shelley. The bubbles were so beautiful on her curvy body. Shelley then bubbled him up.

After they were all clean they dressed and Trevor left thinking “And the summer has just begun”

"I'm fine, thanks." I sat down in the chair, trying to be conscious of not showing him too much of my white panties from underneath my shortest pink skirt. "How am I doing?"

"Oh, fine, just fine. You did really well on your last essay, and if you pass the final with a B, you should get an A for the semester." He swivled towards me and scooted forward in the chair. "The bottom line is that I think you have potential. You have a drive that I've never seen before."

"Well, thank you." I blushed a furious red and ran my hands through my hair and down the front of my shirt and across my C cup boobs - a nervous habit from my childhood. "I'm just trying to get to graduation, you know?" He laughed and placed his hand on my knee.

"Yeah, I do know. Not too long ago, I was a senior in high school too." He was staring at his hand on my leg, like he didn't quite know what to do with himself. I saw my opportunity. Whether or not he was married, I wanted him. And now I had the chance. Who am I to ask questions when fate gives me something good?

"Whatever that cologne is that you wear, it's amazing." I inched my hand closer to his and leaned over to nearly bury my face in his neck. "I have dreams about that scent." I breathed into the back of his ear, and I could see him shiver. He placed his pinky finger on my hand and leaned into me. My boobs brushed against his chest, and my nipples hardened immediately. He ran his other hand through my hair and grabbed a lock. He smelled it deeply, like I had his neck.

"I've had dreams about that smell," he said, "God, what am I doing?" He stayed there and moved his hand down my back to my waist, rubbing small circles into my t-shirt. I grabbed his other hand and brought his fingers to my mouth, gently sucking on just the tip of his index finger. I looked up at him and his lip was trembling.

"We don't have to do this. I mean, I want to. I've wanted to for a long while, now. But we don't have to.You are married, after all... and I'm technically still your student." I continued to suck and nibble on his fingers. He still hadn't answered, so I slowly took two of his fingers all the way into my mouth. He let out a heavy sigh, stood up and walked away, letting his fingers slip out of my mouth as he went. I was mortified. I should never have tried to get with him. I started to pack my things as he went to the door. I stood up and turned toward him just as he locked the door and closed the blinds.

He walked slowly over to me, took my bag and put it on the ground, grabbed my face with both hands and bent down to kiss me. His full lips met mine and he slipped the tip of his toungue into my mouth just once. He pulled away and I reached around his back and pulled him towards me again. This time the kiss was hard, wet, and long. He was running his hands all over my back and down to my ass. He squeezed it through my skirt and kneaded my cheeks together and apart. Each time he moved it, I felt my clit being rubbed by the skin around it. He broke the kiss and started to take off my shirt. He lifted it over my head and kissed and licked me on the chest. He reached around and unhooked my bra, then stepped back.

"Take it off. Show me those beautiful tits." I smiled and slowly let the bra slide off my arms and to the ground. He sighed and grabbed his cock through his pants. I could see him rubbing the balls. I turned around and bent all the way over to the floor, letting the back of my skirt ride up and show off my round ass to him. He took off his shirt and belt and walked over to place his hand on my butt. He rubbed it around and finally smacked it. It was small and firm, but not painful, and not weak. It was perfect. He leaned over and lightly kissed it, then buried his nose into my pussy, smelling the sweet aroma of my juice.

He hooked his fingers into my panties and slid them down my thighs and calves. He unzipped my skirt and pulled it down after the panties. I kicked them off, and just as I was about to take off my matching pink stilettos, he stopped me.

"You look amazing with those shoes. Leave them on. I want them on." I turned around and got down on my knees, unzipping his pants and pulling down his boxer briefs. His 8 inch cock sprang into action, and I couldn't help myself. I took it in my hands and licked the head. I ran my toungue over the little hole at the top and he jerked his whole body back. He stopped me and told me to get up and lie down on his desk. I laid down on my back with my head off the edge. He stepped towards me and sank his cock into my mouth all the way. I nearly gagged, but it was amazing. He took it all the way out and slammed it back in. Soon he was fucking my mouth like it was a pussy, and I was loving every minute of it.

He leaned over and spread my legs, exposing my shaved pussy to his loving fingers. He gently spread the lips and rubbed around the clit. I moaned into his dick and he rubbed a little harder. He slipped one finger into my hole and circled the insides of my vagina with it, and pressed his thumb onto my clit. He pressed and pressed, and when he inserted his second and third fingers into my cunt, I came all over his hand. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and looked into my eyes as he licked his hand clean, except for his index finger, which he fed to me.

"Yeah, you like that? Huh? You like how your pussy tastes?"

"Mmmhmm. I bet I'd like the taste of your cum even better."

"Oh yeah? I guess we'll see, won't we?" He slammed his cock deep into my mouth again and fucked it harder and harder. I reached around and grabbed his ass, spread it apart, and put my finger into his asshole. He spasmed and I felt his cock tighten and release as he let six streams of cum empty into my throat. I kept my finger there until he slipped out of my mouth, still fully hard. He walked around the desk so he was straddling me, and he kissed me deeply, letting me share his come with him. He moaned and started kissing his way down my body, pausing at my tits to squeeze them together and suck on my hard nipples. It felt amazing. He swirled his toungue around my nubs and gently nibbled on them. He licked his way across my stomach and paused to smell my cunt.

"God, you're beautiful." He dove into my pussy, lashing my clit with his toungue, and immediately making me scream with pleasure. My yelps rang through the room, and he kept at it. I was concerned about the track team, but he didn't seem to care, so I just let myself go. I started humping his face and grinding my clit into his nose. He fought back with his lips, sucking my entire twat into his mouth. He circled my hole and, without warning, plunged into my pussy, fucking me with his toungue.

I came three times before he got on top of me, slid his cock into my tight twat and fucked me silly, grabbing onto my nipples. He picked me up with his dick still in me, and pushed me against the wall, fucking me so hard that my back ached. He held my ass cheeks in place and rammed his cock into me so hard that tears leapt to my eyes, but it felt so good I didn't care. I just screamed at him for more.

He took me down to the floor and moved his entire body on top of mine, rubbing his pubes against my pussy lips, fucked me to another orgasm, and pulled out. He jerked himself off until he came all over my big tits.

He laid there on top of me and kissed me.

"Thank you for that. It was amazing."

I couldn't respond because I was still shaking from my five orgasms, but he knew I was pleased.

"I guess you get an A, right?"

I laughed and said: "It doesn't much matter if we can get together this summer."

"I think we can arrange that." He kissed me again, we got dressed, and he drove me home while I sucked him off in the car. We met up once a week for the next two years. I haven't seen him in a month, but I got an A that semester, and I finally got to have my teacher.

She is 1.69, with long brown hair, flat stomach and brown eyes that twinkle. I am 1.75 tall, with longish brown hair, slightly curly, blue/green eyes, and an athletic body. Camilla is in seventh grade, with curly black hair that reaches down to her shoulders and Sophie is a junior with black hair as well and with eyes that seem to be x-raying everything she looks at.  Going back to the story, I nodded to Roberta when she said hello in a soft voice. Something about her eyes made me glance at her again when she went to her seat, in the row behind me. Soon, Camilla arrived, panting, and smiled at me in hello. Again, I nodded, and returned the smile. Of the three sisters, she was the lighthearted one, who is always up for a joke. She went and sat next to her sister, and they started whispering, and it seemed to be something important. I simply went back to my book, resting on my knees, and continued reading. A few seconds later, Sophie climbed up into the bus, as the bell rang and the buses turned on their engines. Sophie was the stoic one, and I was surprised to see her eyes glistening.

She went and sat on the other side of the bus, but on the same row as her sisters. This time I pretended to go back to my book, since this conversation seemed to be interesting. Being a musician, a drummer no less, I had tuned my eras to pick up any sound, since it can be a problem to hear the bass drum when making a drum cover. It turns out that their old man had had a heart attack a couple of minutes ago, and their mother had taken him to the hospital. Sophie, being the oldest, had received the instruction to crash at someone's house. I wondered why Camilla seemed so bright when she arrived, something I would learn later. Roberta and her family lived a street away from me, so when they started asking other people about them staying at their house, I offered. I was the oldest one there on the bus, at fifteen, and the closest one to their house. I put forth my arguments, and they accepted. By now, Camilla was on the verge of tears, Sophie too, and Roberta was the only one who was taking things with relative calmness.

 I was a good cook, and my parents weren't at home. I smiled to myself, wondering what would happen. Being a fifteen year old, you have to forgive my dirty mind. I didn’t ask them what had happened, knowing that they would explain later. When we got to my place, I jumped off the top step of the bus and helped them down, just out of being courteous, and then opened my door. Once inside, I told them to make themselves at home, while I cooked. Camilla dropped her pack on the floor, and burst out in tears. So did Sophie. They went and sat on the couch, hugging each other. Roberta insisted on helping me make lunch, so I let her.

We walked into the kitchen, and I pulled out the ingredients to make pasta and tuna in white sauce. I filled the pan with water, and just then I heard a clatter. I turned around, and saw that Roberta had dropped a white corning wear, where the white sauce was going to go. She her self was leaning against the fridge, struggling to keep the tears in check. I turned her around and hugged her. She hugged me back, and I simply got hard when she pressed her breasts against me, and started crying. 

"How bad is it?" I asked.

“I don't know. Damn it, I don't know!" She whispered in my ear, her voice thick.  

I pulled slightly away from her, and kissed her cheek, near her mouth. She hiccupped, and laid her head against my chest. I couldn't help flexing my chest muscles as she did so. I am the scrum half on my schools rugby team, and I did loads of exercise, so my body felt like chiseled stone most times.   

I leaned over Roberta's shoulder and picked up the phone "What's your mom's cell phone" I asked. She took the phone from me and dialed quickly. I turned and set about boiling the pasta up and frying the flour for the white sauce. I heard Roberta ask a few questions, and give a sigh of relief. She hung up, and yelled into the living room, “Dads ok! He will be home in a few days!" She came back and pulled me around. She tilted her chin up and kissed me softly on my lips.

"Thank you so much for all you are doing" She said softly, and hugged me again.  

I was surprised, and felt good. Suddenly I became aware of the sauce burning. I quickly went to the stove and added the tuna fish, then mixed it up. 

"Lunch girls!" I yelled through the door. Sophie walked in a couple of seconds later. That was when I noticed she had taken her trench coat off, and was wearing a mini skirt and a tank top.

"Camilla is in the bathroom, washing her hands." Sophie said, as she took her seat.

Just then Roberta asked, "Chris, where are your parents, are you all alone?"

I almost smiled with the implications of 'are you all alone' "Yeah, my sister is with her boyfriend the weekend, the other one at my grandparents house the weekend doing her thesis, and my parents had to go to a wedding for the week."  

Just then Camilla walked in, and I served lunch. We ate in silence, until Sophie asked quietly, "So is anyone going to be at the house tonight, Rob?"

Roberta shook her head, indicating no.

Sophie spoke up again, "Chris, would it be all right if we stay here the night. We aren’t really used to being at home alone."

Camilla shuddered and Roberta nodded.  

I looked at each girl in turn, wondering. "Sure, I don't see why not?"   

To cut it short, they were very grateful, and later on I ran to their house to pick up the clothes they wanted. I came back, and, Camilla was going through my video games, looking for one she would find halfway decent. She then inserted Lego Star wars into my Xbox, bending over from the hips, and giving me a look at her ass. I snapped my attention away as Sophie walked in, asking where they could sleep.   

I sat down and thought, then said, "We have to guest beds, so two of you could sleep there, and then another girl would sleep in my bed and I sleep in my parents bed, how is that"

"Sure, that would work." Sophie said.

It was decided that Roberta would sleep there, and the other two girls in the guest beds. When I showed Sophie to the guest rooms, she locked herself up there to have a shower. I took Roberta to my room to show her around. She was very impressed with my drum set, and asked me to play later. I agreed, and just then I heard a scream from the guest room. Being a runner, and a boy scout as well, I reacted faster than Roberta and tore through the house until I got to the guest room. I quickly broke down the door, breaking the lock. I ran into the bathroom to see a sight I would never forget. The first thing I saw was Sophie, naked, standing on the toilet. She had 36 B breasts, I think, and a quite a black bush on her pussy. The next thing I saw was a GIANT scorpion. It was brown, and I was surprised. It was the first brown I had ever seen. Just then Roberta came in running, and Camilla not far behind.   

 I am the kind of guy who knows how to do a lot, since I enjoy risking my life a lot. I knew how to trap insects, so I shot my hand out and grabbed up the scorpion by the tail, right under the poison thing. It hung there, trying to reach my fingers. I gave it a good, short shake and it fell still. I tossed it out the window, and meanwhile I grabbed a towel and offered it to Sophie. She accepted it, and got down and did something that surprised me. Instead of wrapping up the towel to hide herself, she hugged me and started crying. By this time, Roberta had left, being scared of things with more than four legs and so had Camilla, who did not want to miss her game. I guess they left once they realized Sophie was safe. Sophie then pressed her lips against mine.   

What the hell was wrong with them what did they have for kissing me Just then Sophie put the towel on, and asked whether she could bathe in my bathroom. I said sure, why not after that, I walked over to the family room to watch Camilla playing Xbox.   

Later on, Sophie appeared, bathed and refreshed, in one of those really short jean shorts, and in one of those spaghetti strap t-shirts that don’t cover the stomach, I did a double take, but then forced my eyes away from her. Camilla stood up, and asked whether she could bathe in my bathroom as well. I said yes, trying not to think of a dream I had last night, where she had shoved a bottle up her pussy. Roberta seemed to be doing homework in my room, so I didn't hear of her till later. I put on Love Actually and Sophie and I settled down to watch it. I put my arm around her, trying not to look at her breasts. Then I noticed that she didn’t have a bra on, and her nipples where sticking straight out. Sophie caught my look, and I turned away quickly.  

"What where you looking at" she asked, teasing. 

"Nothing, the TV." I responded, nervously.   

"Are you sure you weren't looking at these" She asked, rubbing her breasts.  

The act made me lose it.

"Yes" I said, and immediately kicked myself.

Just then, Sophie turned over and straddled me, grabbed my face and kissed me. It was one of those kisses that take your breath away, with our tongues playing, my hands going down her body to grab her ass. What an ass! I kissed her neck, and she moved away. She took her top off, and then pressed against me again. We where sitting there, my face between her breasts when I heard Roberta calling from my room.

I pushed Sophie away from me, trying to breath as I yelled back, "Coming"

Sophie whispered in my ear, "You will be, later." With that she got off me, putting her top on again.   

    Not ten minutes later the finale bell rang and I started to rise carefull to hide my slightly erect cock. Then Mrs.Arstic's velvet voice said. "Tyler you'll be staying after for a while". I froze what had I done? Was it my grade? Panicing I sat back down at my desk. Minute ticked buy and I stoped hearing kids rushing in the halways to leave. It was silence just me and Mrs.Arstic. I sat in my desk for another hour and a half of heart pounding fear till Mr.Arnburn our janitor steped in and said "Locking up Catiy you leaving?" to which she replied "No I'll be staying a little after today I'll lock up" Mr.Arnburn nodded and steped out shutting out the lights in the hallway as he went.                                           

         Mrs.Arstic got up shut the door and with a soft click locked it and pulled down the shades. She breathed out a sigh of relief "Thank god I thought he'd never leave, Don't worry your not in trouble I just wanted to see if these rumours I heard floating around were actually true." I stumbled "...Excuse me?..What rumours" She said" Oh.. I think you know which ones" She walked twoards me and said "stand up" I stood facing her my cock still straining a little bit against the shorts but I hoped it was to dark to notice. Then in one quick movement she pulled down my shorts and boxers leaving my cock hanging down. "Oh my, So they are true. It is big well lets see how big it can get" Now I finally understood what was going on and my cock raised in expectation, my fantasy was coming true. She slowly pulled the turtleneck over her head, exposing a lacy red bra straining against the pressure of the perfect tits below. My cock extended a bit more and raised up and inch or so. Then with a shiver she unhooked the front hooks of her bra and exposed the tits I'd dreamed of for two years. They were perfect, they were tan, big, and perky they didn't sag like so many girls did when the bra came off. She walked over to her desk and using a key from her ring unlocked the bottom drawer and pulled out a big bottle of wet and wild lube. That did it my cock jumped up to its full height. "My My the rumours didn't exaggerate well lets make this big boy cum." She leanded over grabed the middle of my cock with one hand and slowly parted her lips with my dick.              

        It was everything I imagined it to be the gently swirling of her tounge and the agressive movement of her head made for a perfect symphony that nearly made me cum right there. She stopped for a moment then pushed my cock slowly into the back of her mouth deep down she took almost 7 inches of it before she gagged and coughed. "Well lets just save that load for a little later" she said with a wink and started getting dressed. "Meet me at the Hyatt at 9 don't be late." and with that she was gone. Leaving me with a room key and and load of cum unsprung.                                                                                      ==============Segment Two the hotel===============        I pulled up to my local "love shop" and walked in, I went for the condoms first found a section for the "larger gentlmen" And got and assourtment of colors and textures. Next I picked up a half gallon of warming "love goo" and headed for the hyatt.                                                                                          I reached room 687 "A Suite" nocked and from within I heard a soft "Come in" over the shower. I pushed the door in and walked for the second bathroom to prepare. I rolled on a large blue condom put my boxers back on which didn't help much because about 4 inches of cock stuck above the waistband, It looked like I was strangling a smirf. A little while later Mrs.Arstic walked in soaking wet and completly naked. She striped down my boxers and laughed. "Silly boy you won't be needing this" and she tore off the condom and whiped it across the room. "but" I stammered "Trust me, I'm on the pill I can't get knocked up. Live a little, Now your going to have to warm me up a little seeing as that badboy won't fit straight away." She guided my head into a position between her legs, The sight of her wet pussy nearly made me cum. It was like a 14 year old girls little cunnie no lip just a slit between the legs and covered in juices. She guided my head in closer and coached me on how to use my tounge and where to find her clit. My toung split the lips of her pussy and slid all the way up till I found the hard lump that was her clit and I started swirling my tounge around to the tune of her instuructions soon she was moaning and arching her back up begging for more. Her juices were really pumping now my entire face was covered in sweet sweet pussy goo. "Stop..Stop" she said with a strain "You don't want me to cum yet." I sat back up on my knees and she spread her legs out a bit "its time she said" She grabbed the lube and put the whole damn top of the bottle in elevated her pussy up and filled it to the brim. Brining her pussy down and letting the extra spill out all over the bed. I couldn't stand it I needed pussy now. I spread a bit of goo on my cock and spread her legs.                            My tip seperated her lips slowly and I guided it on in farther, slowly I pushed in deeper she moaned in pain a bit but soon her pussy stretched to allow my cock. I could see the outline of my cock on the top of her abdomine stretching her skin. I pushed all ten inches in all the way to my balls and I started pumping in and out. The sweet velvet folds of her pussy felt tight and warm against my throbing cock I started to feel my balls tingle. " Quic rub my clit I want us to cum at the same time." above my throbing cock I found the little hard nub of her clit and rub that to. I couln't hold it any longer I burst for the first time. "theres so much cum." she said in a strained tone. I could tell she was close to. I pulled out and rubbed at her clit vigeroulsy till she gave one last loud scream that surely woke the nieghbors. My cum and hers mixed and spewed out from her contracting pussy all over the bed. covering both of us in a sweet sticky mess. We lay panting next to each other on the bed covered in each others goo and loving it.                                                                            she whispered to me, "next is my ass" 

 Please keep a watch out for part three of the story                                                                                                                                                                                          

 

            The next few weeks seemed to be hectic for everyone. Jack was doing more student teaching and exams were approaching; Donna was busy evaluating applications for the following year; and Nicole had several school projects to complete. Donna did find time to bring Nicole to see her gynecologist for a physical. The exam went well and Nicole was started on birth control pills. She was given a thorough review of the importance of responsibility and safe sex but she was pleased to be on the pill.

            Jack and Donna tried to make time for each other but something had changed. The sex was still good but there was not the level of intimacy they had experienced before. Each thought it was the secret they kept from the other which just added to the problem. 

            Sensing she was feeling stressed and hoping to do something nice for her, Jack made dinner reservations for Saturday. He picked a romantic restaurant where they could enjoy a nice bottle of wine, fine food, and time alone. He never told her about his afternoon with Nicole and Sarah and thought it would be a good opportunity to clear the air. He hated keeping secrets from her. He hadn’t seen Sarah since and although Nicole had thanked him the day afterward it had not been mentioned since.

            When she learned that Jack and Donna would be out on Saturday night, she asked if she could invite Sarah over to watch a movie. She had not spent much time with her since the afternoon with Jack and figured it would be a good time to catch up. Nicole had thought about inviting Josh over but she was pretty sure he would be at his Dad’s for the weekend.

            On Saturday Donna rented some movies and ordered pizza. Sarah arrived just before they had to leave to make their reservation. They held hands as Jack drove and Donna took a deep breath, “Thank you, I did need to get out.”

            “I did too. Seems like everyone has been so busy. I’ve missed you.”

            “Jack, I need to tell you something.”

            He felt his face flush. Did she know about Sarah? “Is something wrong?”

            “There’s something you need to know. I’m just going to say it. The day you and Nicole went to the movies Josh showed up looking for Nicole. He had walked a long way and I invited him in. I’m not sure how but we ended up having sex.”

            Jack took a deep breath. “You and Josh?”

            “I’m so sorry. I should have told you.”

            “No, no. Donna, I’m the one who needs to apologize.” He went on to tell her the story of his afternoon with the girls. “I don’t want to lose you”

            She squeezed his hand. “Jack, this whole thing with Nicole has kind of sent us both for a loop. I’ve done some things I would never imaging doing. It’s all been a bit crazy but one thing I’m certain of is that I love you and need you to be a part of my life.”

            “I love you very much Donna.”

            Back at the house, Nicole and Sarah were watching a movie and eating pizza. Feeling a little crazy, Nicole had poured each of them a glass of wine and they were both a bit tipsy. Lots of laughing and giggling. The phone brought them back to reality. Nicole looked at the caller ID expecting to see her Mom’s cell phone number and was surprised to see Josh’s number.

            She pressed the button, “Josh! I thought you were at your Dad’s”

            “Hi, something came up with his work and I needed to stay here.”

            Sarah shouted from across the room, “Josh, come on over. It’s a party!”

            “Who was that? What’s going on?”

            Nicole tried to explain, “It’s just Sarah. Jack and my Mom are out. We’re just watching a movie. Why don’t you come over?”

            “Are you sure?”

            “Definitely. It’ll be fun.”

            “Great. I’m on my way.”

            Sarah and Nicole had another glass of wine while they waited for Josh. The movie had ended and music was now playing. Soon they heard a knock at the door and he was greeted by two giggling and very bubbly teen girls. They pulled him intro the house and Nicole gave him a hug and a kiss. The three of them sat and talked for awhile before Sarah decided they should play a game.

            Josh was interested, “Sounds good, what should we play?”

            Sarah smiled and said, “How about strip poker?”

            They all agreed. Nicole found some cards, arranged a blanket on the floor, and found some wine for Josh. The game started slowly and evenly with lots of hoots and laughing as each article of clothing was removed. After several hands Nicole and Sarah sat in bras, jeans, and panties while Josh was down to just jeans and underwear. He was enjoying the view of the girls in their bras and looking forward to what lie ahead. Sarah dealt the next hand and Nicole lost.

            Josh cheered and asked, “What’s coming off now?”

            Nicole did not speak but stood and slowly undid and slid her tight jeans down her legs leaving her in a skimpy pair of white bikini panties and her bra. Playing the model, she turned and gave the other two a full view of her young form. Sarah lost the next two rounds and did her best to look sexy as her jeans and bra disappeared. She was left in a pale blue pair of silky bikini panties. Nicole pinched her butt as she paraded past and Sarah gave a squeal, “Hey, no touching…..unless you mean it. Nicole we need to get Josh. Let’s see what he has in those Levi’s.”

            The cards were dealt and sure enough Josh was the loser. Playing along with the girls he did his best Chippendale imitation and pealed the jeans off revealing a definite bulge in his blue jockey shorts. Sarah stood up looking at his crotch and declared, “Games over! Let’s get naked!”

            She reached over and swiftly pulled Josh’s shorts down and his fully erect member popped into view. Sarah followed by undoing her bra and pushing her panties down her legs. Nicole jumped up and soon the three were all naked and dancing together. Josh was giving kisses to each of the girls and hands seemed to be everywhere; touching, pinching, grabbing, caressing. There was a very sexually charged atmosphere and it wasn’t long before Sarah tried to put a little order into the chaos.

            “Nicole lay down with me.”

            The girls lay side by side on the blanket with their legs spread. Both of them ran their finger lightly over soft lips of their beautiful pussies. Sarah looked at Josh and said, “How does it look? Good enough to eat?”

            Josh was staring at the two girls his own hand stroking his fully erect member. He then knelt between Sarah’s legs and ran his tongue over her slit. Sarah moaned as he licked her and then used her fingers to spread her pussy wide open and Josh pushed his tongue into her tight hole. He tongue fucked her cunt as Sarah moved her hips with him until he stopped suddenly and moved between Nicole’s legs.

            He paused long enough to say, “Let’s see who tastes better,” then began to pleasure Nicole with his tongue. Sarah watched and fingered herself as Nicole wriggled on the floor in response to Josh’s attention.

            The confessions had allowed Jack and Donna to regain some of the intimacy they had been missing for the last couple of weeks and, as a result, dinner had been wonderful. They talked and laughed and as they sat with coffee and desert both looked forward to spending time together at home.

            Jack had been quiet for a few minutes looking into Donna’s eyes, “You are one beautiful woman.”

            Donna blushed, “Thank you Jack. I feel so relieved about everything. Maybe we need to focus our attention on each other for awhile. It has been pretty wild for the last month or two. I’m not saying I haven’t enjoyed everything. I could never have imagined experiencing the things I have but maybe we went too far too fast.”

            “You may be right. It has been crazy. I think I have lived every 40 year old man’s fantasy with you, Nicole, and now Sarah too. I am so thankful for having met you and for the times we have shared. I’m ready to devote my attention to the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.”

            “Thank you. I can’t wait to spend some time alone with you. Can we go home?”

            “I would like that very much”

            They held hands leaving the restaurant and stopped to kiss in the parking lot. Like a couple of young lovers they kissed and held one another in the car and held hands all the way home. Jack was grabbing her ass as they walked to the house. Donna was laughing, “That’s enough now. I’m sure Nicole and Sarah will be in the living room.”

            Jack opened the door to let Donna in, “Not like they haven’t seen it before.”

            Expecting to see the two girls on the couch watching a movie, they were unprepared for the scene in front of them. Music playing, clothes scattered about, and three naked teens on the floor in the center of the room. Nicole was on her back with legs spread, Josh kneeling with his head between her legs, and Sarah straddling Nicole with her pussy in her face. There was a long pause where no one spoke.

            The ever outspoken Sarah was the first to break the silence, “Care to join us?”

            Jack and Donna looked at one another, smiled, and Jack said, “What the hell, why not?”

 

THE END

 

            Saturday, Jack went to Donna’s for dinner. It was a relief to find that Nicole was not home. Knowing what he did, he knew he would feel uncomfortable when he saw her.

“Where’s Nicole?”

Donna smiled. “She is going to a party and then spending the night at Lexi’s house. We have the night to ourselves.”

 Jack smiled and kissed her. His imagination was filled with two images. A night alone with Donna and what Nicole would be doing at the party. Would she take that next step with Josh? The idea aroused him. Nicole might be getting a feel of Josh’s young cock. He looked forward to their next chat.

            Jack and Donna enjoyed a nice dinner and spent the evening watching a movie. They sat together on the couch holding one another, sharing some wine, both relaxed and enjoying the closeness. After the movie he kissed her and told her how much he wanted her. She smiled coyly and said she needed a massage. “Give me a few minutes to get ready and join me in the bedroom.”

            Jack walked into a candlelit bedroom. Soft music was playing and Donna was lying on her stomach on the bed. As Jack stripped off his clothes he first admired Donna’s nude body. The short dark hair, her soft neck and shoulders, the soft back leading down to her beautiful ass and legs. On the nightstand he noticed a bottle of massage oil and a tube of KY. What exactly did she have in mind? She continued to surprise him sexually with her openness and willingness to try anything. She was affectionate and passionate and certainly not boring.

            Jack was already semi-hard when he joined her on the bed. He straddled her and began to massage her neck and shoulders. His cock rested comfortably between the cheeks of her ass. He resisted the urge to rub himself and focused on Donna. After a few minutes he added some of the oil to his hands and continued the massage.

“You hands feel great. I’m so relaxed.” Jack worked his way down to the small of her back. Bypassing her ass he began on her legs. She spread them slightly to give his hands room and he was given a look at her pussy and ass. She had a dark, thick bush and a thin trail of hair continued to her puckered asshole. Absolutely breathtaking, he thought to himself.

            His hands then began massaging her ass. He loved the feel of her soft cheeks and the intimate look at her most private parts. He gently spread her cheeks and ran a finger over her rosebud. She moaned and squirmed a little as he massaged it. Sensing she liked the attention he was giving her, Jack leaned down and ran his tongue over the tight hole.

“Oh yes, I wanted you to do that. It feels wonderful.” While he licked her, she moved her hand between her lags and rubbed her clit. The anal stimulation was obviously a big turn on for Donna and Jack found himself pushing his tongue in and out of her tight ass.

After a few minutes, Donna stopped him and told him she wanted his cock. While she placed a pillow under her hips to prop her ass up, Jack got the KY and began to lubricate himself. When his cock was slippery with the KY, he then applied it to her ass, feeling the tightness as his finger pushed inside. He slowly fucked her ass with his finger and then moved to straddle her.

            The thought of taking her in the ass was very erotic. It had the feeling of being forbidden or a little bit taboo and was really more intimate than regular sex. She was offering her whole self to him. Jack rubbed his cock on her ass. “Are you ready for this?”

“Just take it slow at first.” He felt the resistance as he started to press the swollen head of his cock against her. She sucked her breath in as he slowly started to enter. The tightness squeezed his cock as the head slipped past the opening and the sensation almost caused him to come immediately. He paused and slowly pushed the rest of the way in.

            She seemed to need a minute to adjust so he held himself inside. “Your ass is incredible. So tight”

            “You feel so big.”

            He looked down to see all of his hardness filling her beautiful tight ass. Slowly she started to move under him and he began to slowly fuck her. As she became more comfortable she encouraged him to move faster and he watched with fascination his cock moving in her ass. Jack felt her orgasm begin as her body shuddered and she cried out. This put him over the edge and he began to pump his load of semen into her butt. He kept fucking her until the waves of her orgasm subsided and they collapsed together on the bed.

            After they rested, they showered and returned to bed to cuddle. They talked for a long time and then Donna began to speak about Nicole. Jack felt a brief moment of panic.

Donna started, “I was reluctant to get involved with a man for a long time because of her.”

“I understand. What’s different now?”

            “I don’t know. She’s older and in a better position to deal with this.” She paused. “And I never met anyone like you.”

            “Thanks. How is she handling this?”

            “Pretty well. She really likes you. I think she’s happy for me.”

            “I like her too. She’s a great girl. Smart, a good sense of humor, and she was lucky enough to get her Mom’s looks.” Donna smiled and gave him a kiss.

            “Thank you.” There was a moment of silence and then Donna continued, “She’s growing up fast. Crazy about boys, you know. She has a great little body. I worry about her sometimes.”

            Jack thought about what he knew. “Is she dating?”

            “I’m not sure. She kind of hangs around with a group of kids. I try to talk to her but I don’t think she shares everything with me. I see all these stories about kids having sex at a young age. It’s different than when we were young. I think she likes a boy named Josh but I don’t know if I would call it dating. All she told me was that they had kissed.”

            And that’s not all, Jack thought to himself. He imagined Nicole at the party half undressed jacking Josh’s hard cock. “Well, she is a cute girl. I’m sure lots of boys are interested in her.”

            Donna laughed. “So, you got the hots for her too? Maybe I need to rethink this relationship we started.”

            Jack laughed with her and pulled her close. “I think her Mom is about all I can handle right now.” As he kissed her and felt her body next to his he thought about Nicole and her next conversation with “Zack”.

 

Chapter 4

 

            It was Sunday night and Jack logged onto AOL as Zack. He knew he shouldn’t but he really wanted to see if she was on. Sure enough, there she was on his buddy list, “Nikki0523”. It didn’t take long before the IM popped up on his screen.

 

Nikki0523: Hi. I was hoping you would log on. :):)

Zack_ZZZ: Hey, How are you?

Nikki0523: I’m great.

Zack_ZZZ: So, how are things with you and Josh?

Nikki0523: You won’t believe what happened.

Zack_ZZZ: I want to know everything.

Nikki0523: Well, Sarah had a party last night. Just a few kids. We all sat around talking and listening to music for awhile and then some of us started dancing.

Zack_ZZZ: Sounds fun.

Nikki0523: It was. Then Josh danced with me and kissed me at the end of the song. He is so sweet. He wanted to make out so we went into Lexi’s bedroom.

Zack_ZZZ: You were ok with that?

Nikki0523: I was nervous, but I wanted to be with him. We sat on the bed and kissed and then he started to feel me up like he did before.

Zack_ZZZ: Your breasts.

Nikki0523: Yeah, he undid my bra and touched me. My nipples were hard.

Zack_ZZZ: May I ask what your bra size is?

Nikki0523: Not too big. I’m only a 32A

Zack_ZZZ: I’m sure your breasts are lovely. 32A is perfect.

Nikki0523: (Blushing) Thanks. You’re so nice.

Zack_ZZZ: So what happened next?

Nikki0523: I could tell he was hard. So I put my hand on his pants and felt him.

Zack_ZZZ: I’ll bet he liked that.

Nikki0523: I think he was nervous too. Neither of us really knew what to do.

Zack_ZZZ: Probably his first time too. What happened?

Nikki0523: After we had talked last week I really wanted to see his thing. And you told me how much guys liked to be touched. So I undid his pants.

Zack_ZZZ: Lucky guy.

Nikki0523: He took it out for me. It was standing straight up. I put my hand on it.

Zack_ZZZ: How could he not be excited by a sexy girl like you?

Nikki0523: Thanks. So, I rubbed it like you told me. Before I knew it he was shooting all over. It was amazing. I had his stuff on my hand.

Zack_ZZZ: Good for you. You’re first hand job.

Nikki0523: I can’t believe I did it. I loved touching him.

Zack_ZZZ: Anything else happen?

Nikki0523: We went back to the party. I told my friend Lexi later. She couldn’t believe it.

Zack_ZZZ: How about your Mom?

Nikki0523: No way. I couldn’t tell her about that.

Zack_ZZZ: You and her live alone?

Nikki0523: Yep, just me and her

Zack_ZZZ: Where is Dad?

Nikki0523: He left a long time ago. But Mom is seeing a new guy, Jack.

Zack_ZZZ: How is he?

Nikki0523: I like him. He’s nice to me. He’s good looking and I know Mom really likes him.

Zack_ZZZ: That’s good for her

Nikki0523: I heard them have sex in her bedroom. They thought I had gone to sleep.

Zack_ZZZ: Were you spying?

Nikki0523: Kind of. I wanted to see them but the door was shut. So I listened.

Zack_ZZZ: What did you hear?

Nikki0523: Mom made the most noise. I never heard her like that. She was pretty wild.

Zack_ZZZ: Sounds fun. Did you like listening?

Nikki0523: It was cool. I just wish I could have seen what they were doing.

Zack_ZZZ: I really need to go. You take care.

Nikki0523: You too. I hope we can chat again.

Zack_ZZZ: I’m sure we will. See ya.

Nikki0523: Bye

 

            Once again Jack felt the conflicting emotions. The fact that she was sharing her most intimate feelings and experiences with him was wonderful. But, he had deceived her from the start by pretending to be someone else and he was a middle aged man engaging in sexual conversations with a teenage girl. He could probably be locked up for this. He continued to justify it by figuring if she wasn’t confiding in him, it would be someone else, and who knew what kind of nut she would be chatting with. Again he knew that he wanted to continue talking with her. He wasn’t sure what to think of the idea of Nicole spying on himself and Donna. It was both exciting and a concern. What would Donna think?

 

    Despite the fact that the three of them had cut all ties with the Valley, their lives back on-track....above and below the waist, I had always sensed an unspoken 'desire' if you wish, in all of them, to just once...'return to the scene of the crime.'

    In her last year at school, Jenna often 'looked' at me when I dropped her off some mornings, like she wanted me to take her home and forget I was her father for a few hours once again. Kylie would still come by my room to kiss me goodnight some nights and it didn't need an expert in body language to interpret her real motives for being there. Natalie too would come home from either a date or a girlfriend's place and we would have a late-night coffee in the den. The way she would hold my hand while talking, left no doubt that the memory of our nights spent together was never that far away.

    There has been another consequence to Harper Valley however. Aside from the hundreds of emails sent-in from readers worldwide - the greater proportion of which remains as I have mentioned before, female - principally in the 16-23 year-old sector - I have heard from a great many fathers (almost always in their mid forties) expressing their bitter frustration not only that they can never sexually possess their own daughters, but that they are unable to express their feelings to anyone. As great a panacea as Harper Valley may have been for them to read in terms of a physical outlet let's say, it has magnified for many, their own heartache and illicit desire for their young daughters. Many believe their feelings are requited but can never take that quantitative step of actually asking their daughters for fear of a subsequent domestic melt-down. Once you suggest your teenage daughter sleeps with you - there really is no way back from that, should she be shocked insensible. A marriage and sixteen years of fatherhood trust shattered by just half a dozen ill-timed words! Who would risk that?

    I have been asked: "What should I say to my daughter that she might understand?" "How can I tell my wife, how I feel about Meredith?" "She often lets me see her after school in just her bra and panties...do you think she wants me to touch her?"

    Even such diabolically sad questions as "I know she's only thirteen, but I have these dreadful feelings of wanting to undress her and touch her - am I a complete sicko?" Only other men with similar experiences or feelings can of course understand these situations. In almost every email that touches on this subject, the father's great love and desire for his daughter comes through, rather than blatant lust for the unattainable." Sadly, every case is different and there are no hard and fast ground-rules. Equally, no concise answers.

    Bob though struck a chord with me. With two daughters just a year younger than Jenna and Kylie, his first email echoed his unspoken wish to if not exploit them sexually himself, to see them dressed provocatively (in company with my own girls I must add) and to be then used and abused in time-honored male fashion. Just why the thought of seeing one's teenage daughters dressed sexily and having considerably older men cum all over their dresses and faces is so arousing, I honestly cannot divine - but having been in the very fortunate position at Harper Valley of actually seeing this happen, both with my own daughters and many other young girls, I can only say it is an awesome visual revelation. In Bob's case I suspect, having two fully innocent and supposedly virginal daughters on site - the concept became even hotter.

    In subsequent emails, Bob forwarded to me pictures of the two girls that to be honest, aroused in myself, feelings not wholly at odds with his own. Angela, a most beautiful brunette, whose eyes held the key not only to your inner desires but hers also, stared up at me with an expression of confidence and allure that belied her fifteen years. Superbly groomed and made-up, the silver cross hanging from the tasteful little chain around her neck added to the carefully crafted aura of innocence, while the solitary red shoulder-strap presented a hint of flirtatious tease that I knew only too well, having the privilege of seeing all three of my own girl's shoulder straps lowered to many an indecent level at the behest of numerous male admirers.

    Tiffany meanwhile smiled up at me from her own photographic study. Technically blonde I suppose, something in her expression reminded me of a youthful Priscilla Presley. Equally well-groomed as her younger sister, something about the sixteen-year old schoolgirl infused my deep interest. Dressed all in white, she was a dream and studying the picture for several minutes, I found it impossible to suppress many an inappropriate image of the young girl in far more revealing a pose and in infinitely less dressier a state if the truth be known.

    It was only in a later email when Bob attached a picture of his wife Amy, that the genetic source of the girls' appeal became evident. A stunningly beautiful woman herself, she did not look old enough to have children much past pre-school, let alone teenagers. Let's just say the Gods had favored Bob to a greater degree than most of us!

    It was during one of our bi-monthly cappuccinos together that I happened to mention to Jerry the enigma that was Bob's wife and their two sexy-as-all-hell daughters. I mentioned also the fact that their father had in recent emails expressed a growing desire to see them dressed-up in the full satin mini-dress thing with nylons, high heels...the whole enchilada.

   "Seem to remember you once bringing Jenna and Kylie thus attired many months ago," Jerry reminded me wistfully. Recalling in seminal detail the effect that had had on the general male populace at the time, I was lost in my own retro thought processes for a moment.

   "And what? You're saying this Bob character wants to go down the same road with his two??" His words brought me back to the real-time.

   "Well whether he's actually wanting to do it, or is just a slave to fantasy, I couldn't tell you Jer. Have to get back to you on that one. Plus one other little problem anyway...."

   "Yeah, what's that?" Jerry asked.

   "He's in LA," I grinned.

   "Oh great Noel, well I guess we can strike that one huh?" he muttered forlornly.

    As it happened, Bob made fairly regular contact with me after that and it was during one such email he finally admitted in lustful detail, the depth of his illicit desires. Not only did he crave some seriously perverted moments with all three of my girls, he longed to see both Angela and Tiffany involved in the action up to their (doubtless) cute little nipples. It was his 'greatest fantasy' he reiterated, to see both, decked out in satiny prom-night dresses or similar, their nylons exposed well beyond their garter belts, and in high heels to boot - being taken repeatedly by more than one man and subsequently having their clothes and faces sprayed with cum.

    Not the least constructive of fantasies when you come to think about it!

    Given the detailed published recollections of my own girl's experiences at Harper Valley I was in no position to admonish the man for his innate desires upon my own three. After all, the more I studied his daughter's photographs - the more the overall concept appealed to me.

    Now, I freely admit - not every Harper session was recorded for posterity in "The Complete Harper Valley." One party in fact involved Jenna and Kylie being dressed pretty much as Bob describes - quite obviously a widespread male fantasy, as several fathers had been daring them to attend in evening wear, nylons and heels. It hadn't taken much urging for the girls to comply as I recall. They were so sore that night!

    During the course of subsequent exchanges, I asked Bob not only how "serious" he was about this, but how might such be viewed by both his wife and daughters?

    In his reply he told me (and I had no reason to doubt his integrity here) that of late...his wife had taken to displaying her nylon-clad legs "more than ever," in public, and that he felt the girls were heading down the same track. I asked him what he meant exactly and he replied that they were becoming major sexual teases and that his wife appeared not to mind greatly. As to the question "did he think that all three might perhaps be prepared to 'overstep the line of social acceptance?' Bob simply replied that he "didn't know, but that it was killing him in terms of lethal imagery." That I could well understand!

    Reporting back to Jerry at out next coffee-bar meet, I simply said "I have a gut feeling about this Jer, not only is Bob on the level I'm 100% sure, I really think these girls are up for it....don't ask me why, it's just what their pictures tell me.

   "Even so," he replied, "What's the point? - they're in Los Angeles need I remind you? They may as well be dancing naked in the shopping center there - what can we do about it? Look if you're so keen to get naughty with some young girls in mini-dresses, garter-belts and heels. why not get your three to dress up and bring them back over to the next party. It'd be a sell-out!"

   "I told you Jer," I replied. "We're out and staying out - you all know that!"

   "Then what the hell are we talking about here Noel," he replied.

   "Well I'll tell you Jer," I answered slowly. "I've been speaking to this guy and it's just a sketchy idea at this stage but we could maybe go to LA and meet up with Bob in a decent hotel downtown - like, us having some business to transact, and just see what unravels?"

   "You mean "we" as in you, Kylie and Jenna?" he interjected.

   "I was meaning Natalie too - maybe you and Michelle, Warwick and Brianna? as well.

    He looked at me for a minute. "You've totally flipped - you know that?...You want to spend what, twenty grand between us? to go meet up with some guy in a hotel in LA on the off-chance we can fuck his daughters while he fucks ours? Yeah right! besides, you just told me your three were off-limits big time."

   "This is different," I tried to reason.

   "Do they know anything about this?" he asked

   "Not yet," I told him, "But are you kidding? The chance to go to the US for the weekend - they'd happily dress-up for us."

   "What, and then spread their legs like in the good old days?" he added sarcastically.

   "I'm not asking or expecting any such thing," I replied, already imagining them doing just that.

   "Bet you wouldn't be advocating they go shopping downstairs to fill-in some time either," Jer levelled at me accusingly.

    I knew of course that in the event this could be arranged somehow, the instant they saw Bob and his family they may perhaps twig to the whole deal and realise why Jerry and Warwick had brought their kids too. I didn't figure they would be all that disappointed in me either - a last hurrah as it were. You know, when I think about it - I really need to be locked up.

   "Incidentally Jer," I said, putting my coffee on the table, "Got something you might be interested in."

   "Yeah?...what's that?" he replied.

    I pushed the photos of Angela and Tiffany alongside his ham and cheese melt. He almost choked. "Saints and sinners," he muttered, "That's really his daughters?"

    I pointed out one from the other. "And this is Amy, his wife," I added, pushing the photo of her and the two girls, alongside the other glossies. For a moment he was a study in contemplation.

   "Well lets just say it explains Bob's thinking....and your interest too come to that," Jer commented. I could see his hand was almost shaking. "Jesus mate, they are as hot as your three, how old are they again?"

   "Angela's fifteen and Tiff sixteen," I reiterated. "They look older huh?"

   "I wasn't looking at their faces," he murmured. I could hardly blame him.

    From emailed correspondence between Bob and I in the coming weeks, it was obvious he was keen to pursue the "business meeting" scenario, and that the potential for Jerry and Warwick to accompany us with their daughters also, was causing him to froth at the mouth. Not exactly 'Harper Valley comes to town' but getting on for it!

   "Will they all be dressed up?" he wrote. I knew exactly what he meant.

    Of course the question of his two daughter's involvement, was not one he could answer although God-knows - his preferences were clear enough.

    Having seen Amy, Tiffany and Angela's pictures, Jerry was an instant convert. Warwick simply said he "liked LA anyway!"

    At the point I broke the news to my three girls - adhering of course to the same "business forum" cover-story, they all jumped at the chance. Having additionally one of our major Airlines as an on-going client, I was able to swing a deal for the eight of us at close to half price.

    Two weeks later, Friday afternoon saw our three families checking-in at the United Airlines flight desk before we retired to the refreshments lounge to await our boarding call. Warwick was surprisingly animated, Jer, having trouble keeping his hands off my three, and Michelle and Brianna giggling away like the beautiful little teases they always were. I couldn't help thinking...whatever charms Tiffany and Angela might be able to dredge up collectively, they would be hard-pressed to equal, let alone top, the sheer youthful zest and desirability of the five angels we were packing that day. I mentioned as much to Jer who just nodded.

   "If you have any idea what I would like to do with Natalie, Jenna and Kylie," he began, "It's been so long.....".

   "Say no more Jer," I cut him off...."I'll only have to mutilate you badly if you tell me!" His sudden glance downwards suggested he wasn't too sure about that one.

    One incongruity about flying to LA from Australia that never ceases to amaze - the fact that you get there a few hours before you left Sydney, courtesy of the International date line. Since we were spending just the Friday and Saturday night in LA, we picked up a cheap Voyager on a two-day rental plan....all the girls expecting obviously to be accorded another Anaheim/Disneyland indulgence - especially with Brianna never having been there. Actually, none of us ever grew up if the truth be known. Why else do you imagine I am Peter_Pan?

    Had not the Wilshire Grand its own parking facilities, we would have been driving the length of Wilshire Boulevarde most of Friday night, looking for a space. Pre-booked, we had three adjoining suites, Warwick and Brianna next to us, Jerry and Michelle - further down the hallway.

    First up, I called Bob and told him we were "in residence." He sounded pretty happy and we agreed to all meet later for dinner in the Cardini restaurant down in the hotel lobby. As far as the girls all knew, the meeting was purely in relation to a business venture between Jerry, myself Warwick and our American counterpart.

   "It's kind of a formal restaurant," I told my three (Jerry and Warwick I knew, passing along the same information to their girls) "The guy we've come to meet will be bringing his family he tells me, so dress to impress huh?" They had come prepared and with no expectation I'm sure of anything much beyond just sitting there and looking pretty, they took themselves off to the bathroom to set about creating an impression.

    Forty minutes can make such a difference. Three bubbly young daughters walked into the en-suite - three courtesans walked out! Natalie had on a shimmering gold two-piece who's sole purpose appeared to be that of highlighting the deepest cleavage I had ever known her to put on view, as well as show-casing by virtue of its tightness - her now highly spankable rear-end. The sheerest of nylons disappeared up into the forbidden zone, the whole image being set off by a pair of gold-inlaid high heels with some sort of Roman lacing around the ankles. I was thinking - this has to be every man's fantasy - but then I saw Kylie.

    Dresses like that should be illegal. Blue satin, it wasn't so much tight on her as sprayed-on. Whether actually satin or silk I couldn't at first adjudge, I was too busy looking at other things. Like her older sister, her breasts were defying gravity in whatever technologically advanced bra that was and at the point the dress curved in to her waist, her beautiful figure was accentuated to the max. She had on stockings that if I was not mistaken were held up by a sexy garter-belt she must have brought along for the occasion. The smile she tossed me in passing, acknowledged exactly what I was thinking.

    Jenna's outfit removed what sanity I may still have been clinging to. A satiny two-piece, the top was so low cut at the back you could see the clasp of what was obviously a strapless bra. Almost metallic looking, the camisole-inspired top hung adrift from that micro-mini skirt by almost two inches, rendering unto the male gaze, a ribbon of naked teenage abdomen that could only ever be tempered with a cold shower. She too was wearing sexy stockings and God knows what underneath. The heels just set off the vision perfectly. Bob was risking his health and he didn't even know it yet.

   "Do we look alright dad?" Kylie smiled teasingly.

   I just looked at those three angels, wanting nothing other than to take them all back to bed right then and there and to fuck them senseless by rotation. I knew instinctively it was their combined preference too.

   "You are the three prettiest girls any father ever had for daughters," I told them. "I don't have to say what I feel do I?" They all lowered their gaze - Natalie even blushed slightly.

    Each had the most conservative of make-up on, that simply highlighted their natural beauty - just a touch of mascara, blusher and lip-gloss. I was having chest pains.

   "C'mon kids, lets go downstairs," I said, opening the door and ushering them out - mainly so's I could take in the full arousing aspect of their sexy little bottoms in passing. And how disorientating were those combined perfumes? Just as well the stairs had a hand-rail!

    Just across from reception, Jer and Warwick, both resplendent in dinner-suits, waited outside the doors to the Cardini with Brianna and Michelle in tow, equally as stunning as my three. Seems everyone had opted for mini-dresses designed, if not to kill - to optically cripple and to induce a Hamelin-like fascination. Michelle's hemline for instance was so far above the knee, I had already made a mental note to be under the table when she sat down.

    Having previously made a booking for twelve, our table was already set-up and ready. We took our seats, Jer and I at opposing heads of the table, leaving four spaces in the center - two either side for our visitors. Bob's two daughters I figured would be best served seated between Kylie and Brianna.

    Barely had I mentioned that "Bob and his family will be here shortly," when my eyes lit upon on a small group just that second walking through the door. One of them was Bob I'd presume - I really wasn't looking! Angela, hugging her mother's left arm was all I could concentrate on. In a dress not dissimilar to Natalie's, she carried herself like a model. Made-up professionally by the look of it, all I could think of was, how pretty she must look in just her bra and panties. Tiffany was no less captivating and quite honestly I have to wonder how Bob had managed to rein-in his testosteronic urges these past few years. Amy too was quite as beautiful as in her picture looking still in her mid-twenties. The outfit she had on left little to the imagination. He was right - she quite obviously did enjoy flaunting her charms - those which preceded her especially.

    Introductions involving that many people took a while but let it be said Angela and Tiffany hit it off with our five instantly. Even by the time Bob and Amy had met myself, Jer and Warwick...the seven girls were all chatting together across the table like old friends. Boys, movies, cell-phones - some things never change!

    Bob's face was a study in fully abandoned lust. Not so much a kid in a candy shop as a greyhound brought up by a family of March hares. The poor guy didn't know which way to look. More than once Natalie caught him staring at her and flashed him one of her trademark "I'm a good Catholic girl, but anyone can be persuaded" looks.

    Not that Jerry was in any calmer a state, staring at Tiffany as a lifer might stare at Miss August as she bends over to retrieve an earring while wearing a bikini. That's OK...what I was imagining doing to Angela doesn't bear admission either. In an attempt to distract myself I began talking to Amy but all this achieved was to focus my attentions instead on her "come hither or get lost" cleavage.

    Hell, we were supposed to be there for business - you'd never have guessed it!

    The Cardini is a class act let it be known. Most of the girls settled for the "Sfilatino Al Taccino" - a smoked turkey creation that looked pretty damn good. Jer and I stuck with "Chianina Rustica" a New York cut steak that is so thick it comes with a chain-saw. Amy and Warwick gambled on the Monterey Chicken while Bob slummed it with the Cardini burger which if marketed properly would put McDonalds out of business overnight.

    Neither Bob or Amy seemed to be watching their children's alcoholic intake and since no-one asked for ID they and ours partook of a cruiser each and God knows how much champagne...there were a hell of a lot of empty bottles as I recall.

    How anyone managed dessert I don't know, but after the demise of the Grand Marnier souffle, various bowls of sorbet, sodas and coffees, everyone was running on a full tank.

    Under the pretext then of really having to discuss business, it was suggested Amy and the seven girls retire to our suite for a nightcap, whatever, and wait for us to come up later. With two King size double beds, one single, lounges, chairs and an enormous table - there was more than enough space for them to relax.

**

   "I can't believe those daughters of yours," Bob said, putting his coffee cup down and missing the saucer by a good few inches. "For Chrissakes guys, I can only imagine what it was like at the parties - your three Noel are unbelievable. That middle one....what's her name? Kylie? Jeez, I'm sorry for saying this - its just the champagne talking....but even reading all that stuff you wrote that she and her sisters did - seeing her sitting there just made me..."

   "Yeah, it's OK Bob," I cut him off. "You wouldn't want to know my thoughts either, staring at your two."

   "Would you really like to fuck them? he semi slurred. Several heads turned around slightly from neighboring tables.

   "Well I can't speak for Noel," Warwick announced suddenly, "But I can tell you this - if your two ever came to one of our parties - they would be coming home pretty sore."

    Bob was silent for a moment. "You all know I want to see them fucked don't you?" he drawled.

   "Amy too?" put in Jerry hopefully.

   "Sure," Bob answered...."Think its gonna happen?"

   "Let's go upstairs and find out," Warwick smiled finishing his own short black.

   "Just hold on a moment," I interjected. "We're supposed to be having a business meeting here. We can't just go up there after five minutes and expect no-one to be suspicious. As far as I know, none of them....your wife included Bob, have any idea why we brought them all here....right?"

   "I guess not he said," Jer was nodding wisely I noticed.

   "He's right," he said, "Last thing we want to do is to alert any of them that we have plans afoot."

    And thus we did the worst possible thing in ordering another round of drinks. Subsequently, there was a truck-load of discussion but it sure as Hell wasn't business.

    By my fifth JD and ice, I was certainly happily disposed towards life let's say. I can't speak for the others but I figure it would not be an inaccurism to describe their condition as er, 'needful?'

    Jer stumbled twice between the checkout counter and the elevator- and they're directly opposite one another. Jenna opened the door to our suite.

   "Oh Hello dad," she smiled "Finished your meeting?" She glanced at the other three and surely could not fail to have noticed Bob stripping her with his eyes....nothing she hasn't seen a hundred times before of course.

   "Three of them," Bob muttered under his breath as we entered the room..."God and I thought I had problems with just my two!"

    Inside another shock awaited. The table over near the TV contained now a veritable jumble of empty glasses and vodka-cruiser bottles. There appeared to be also more than the usual amount of giggling. Brianna, Kylie and Tiffany were spread comfortably over one of the King-size beds, Natalie and Amy were seated over by the window - both drinking some beverage that would appear to have originated from Room Service and enjoying each other's company, to judge by the occasional laughter and Amy's propensity to touch Natalie's arm when making a point about something.

    Angela, Jenna and Michelle had commandeered the other double bed and were equally engrossed in some animated discussion. The good news is that whether any of them knew it or not, more than a hint of sexy panties was visible - in Tiffany's case, some of her garter-belt as well. Pretty much all their skirts and dresses had ridden up their owner's thighs to a degree and it would have taken decidedly more will-power than the four of us men had on site, to overlook the smorgasbord of temptation in various coronary-inducing poses around the room.

   Bob's none too quiet "Jesus Christ" as he looked around the suite said it all!

    Figuring to take the softest option on offer, I simply drew a chair up beside Natalie, asked if I could refresh either her or Amy's drink - that being merely an excuse to pour myself another one.

    Bob and Jerry took themselves off to the far side of the room, Bob none too surprisingly sat himself down near Kylie while Jer seated himself way nearer Tiffany than he need. Judging by Tiff's "you gotta be kidding" glance in his direction, I wouldn't say he made that great a first-up impression. Brianna though flashed him a genuinely warm smile and moved in a little closer.

    Warwick then sidled over to the other bed and no sooner had he sat down there than Michelle cuddled his arm and nestled right up close and personal. His expression suggested he wished it had been Jenna!

   "You two know each other well?" Angela asked in all innocence. Michelle giggled, as did Jenna of course.

   "Oh yeah...really well," Michelle told her, "He's my father's best friend, along with Mr Baker over there. We all see heaps of each other."

   "Our dad doesn't have that many friends," I heard Angela drawl in her rather attractive Cali accent. "Such a shame," she giggled like the sexy little fifteen year old she is.

    Closer to home, I was finding Amy a major distraction. She certainly had all the flirtatious moves down pat - eye flutters, crossing and uncrossing of the legs for effect. Not exactly the Sharon Stone/Basic Instinct shuffle but enough to let me know her nylons only reached up a finite way and that beyond that, lay areas one might find very interesting. I was certainly interested.

    More than once I recall wondering if she had a thing for girls. Just the way she would rest her hand on Natalie's thigh occasionally or the hot smiles she seemed to be giving her. I could have been wrong...and certainly Nat didn't seem to notice anything unusual. How was I ever going to get my hands in this woman's panties, never mind anything else.

    Natalie's sudden "Oh my gosh dad," followed by her hand over her mouth, more to limit her giggles than anything else, had me turn my head sharply.

    God knows how Kylie had gotten sucked in to the action - last I saw, Jerry was snuggling up to Brianna, but unless my eyes deceived me, Jer was planting a couple of smoochies on Kylie's arm and shoulders. Making little attempt to escape her fate, she was giggling along with Brianna. Tiffany's face was priceless.

   "Mr Clarke" she spluttered, "Are you crazy? Her father's just over there talking with my mom

   "I don't think she minds too much," I heard Jer reply. "Besides Tiffany, we often do this - you should try it!"

    So saying, he kissed Kylie flush on the lips. Tiffany just sat there staring. She also appeared to be inching her way towards Brianna - either for moral support or to get a better view of proceedings. I couldn't tell which.

   "You don't mind your friend kissing your daughter?" Amy asked incredulously.

   "Not really up to me to mind is it?" I replied. "Kylie's old enough to know who she wants to kiss her and who she doesn't. Besides," I held my glass up, "alcohol does bring out the uninhibited in us doesn't it?"

    Amy looked as shocked as her daughter momentarily but this changed to outright confusion as she happened to glance to her left and saw her husband not only holding Brianna's hand, but beginning to kiss her softly. Not a metre away on the bed, Tiffany's hand went to her mouth. "Dad," she cried out, "What's happening here?"

    Amy quite obviously about to call her attorney with instructions to start divorce proceedings, was halfway out of her seat. Taking her arm I restrained her.

   "Its just the bourbon reacting Amy, he doesn't mean anything by it - trust me." I said.

    Having had more than her share herself, she half fell back into the chair. I passed her her drink, figuring that the more she had right now the better she might handle whatever was to come. To my right, Natalie was emptying her glass too and if I didn't know better, she was looking a little the worse for wear herself. I tossed her a smile and turned back to Amy.

   "I can't believe this," she was murmuring, watching now as Bob's hands were inching up to within centimeters of the underside of Brianna's rather seductive breasts, encased as they were in that silky little top that invited one to slip a hand down where they shouldn't. Brianna was happy to let the man kiss her and being forced ever further back on to the coverlet, that dress was no longer making any pretence at decency. Her garter belt was plainly visible as was a hint of those delicately laced panties. Wasting no time, Bob slipped a hand up between her legs and from what I could see, was beginning to rub her softly right at the apex of those slim nylon-clad legs.

    Tiffany looked towards her mom in desperation and at the point Jerry slid his hand down Kylie's top, right alongside her, openly feeling her up while kissing her passionately, I could feel the mood of the room subtly changing. No one could watch such intimacies without a degree of involvement.

    From Tiffany's viewpoint it wasn't even a man's influence that brought her undone - simply Kylie taking a hold of her hand as she permitted Jerry free license to caress her body curves. Even as Amy's hand flew to her mouth in shock, Tiff allowed herself to be drawn up between Jer and Kylie, and Jerry's first kiss of her admittedly highly desirable lips, meant there was no going back - for any of them.

    Bob's paedophilic indulgence with Brianna wasn't so committed that he failed to see what was happening to Tiffany and if that wasn't a wicked smile escaped his lips right at that moment, then I'm a poor judge of paternal appreciation.

    On bed number two, Warwick had Michelle on her back and was beginning to caress her breasts rather lewdly, covered up of course, as they still were. Following her sister's lead, Jenna had taken a hold of Angela's hand and despite the fifteen year old's understandably shocked condition I was almost certain the carnal activities being transacted virtually alongside them, had her attention fully riveted.

   "Kiss her dad," Natalie giggled as she got up, intent it would seem on joining her younger sister and Angela. I looked across at Amy who was just glancing wide-eyed around the room muttering almost incoherently, "This can't be happening - they're all just young schoolgirls."

   "Well you're not," I suggested, patting my lap and figuring "What the hell, nothing to lose here."

    In retrospect, I have no doubt it was the alcohol that was making all the decisions at this stage. Just how much the girls had consumed was an unknown quantity but this, combined with their sexy attire had to be a factor in their rapidly lowering inhibitions. For my three of course, it was a chance to re-live some wickedly fun times and they weren't about to bypass the opportunity. From Angela and Tiffany's viewpoint - how do you think they felt seeing girls practically their own age being felt up by adult men just an arms-length away? School was definitely in!

    Amy must have figured it was a case of que sera sera too, as she showed little in the way of hesitation before seating her well sculptured rear down in my lap. I had suddenly the most kissable of moist lips but centimetres from my own. She was no amateur.

    Fully willing to submit to the wandering hands routine, I can only say that seeing that which I could, down her generously curved cleavage was nothing to the sensations afforded by gently fondling those wonderful orbs.

   "OMG mom," issued from young Angela's lips as she noticed her mother's submissive repose. At the point however Warwick then groped her own breasts while still attending to something of interest well up beneath Michelle's crumpled skirt, she had other things on her mind. Amy was no longer watching anyone. Merely wanting to be kissed now and judging by her legs - inching apart by the minute - certainly a candidate for some upskirt therapy.

    In between some dexterous manipulation of Amy's remarkably skimpy little knickers, that itself was causing my newly come-by friend to moan audibly, I could see Bob having the time of his life with Kylie now. Her blue satin dress pushed right up to the waist, one could only make the comment that her fully exposed garter-belt, slender stockinged legs with one heel off, the other dangling from her foot and open soft-skinned thighs, must inevitably invite the worst of male attention. Even Jer turned his attentions from the front of Brianna's wholly visible panties to mutter his encouragement.

    Still clinging on to Kylie's right hand, Tiffany watched her father's indecent handling of her new friend, barely able to credit what she was seeing, let alone knowing what to make of the indiscriminate kisses she was receiving herself from Jerry. She was even more disorientated when Natalie seated herself beside her on the bed and replaced Kylie's hand with her own, allowing her sister to now pay full attention to what Tiffany's father was doing to her.

    It took but the judicious slipping of two fingers beneath Amy's panties to discover the wetness on site. Sprawled inelegantly across me now, I allowed myself the luxury of feeling up her sexy little bottom as with my free hand, I unzipped myself. Hardly any point playing the coy guest any longer. We both wanted the same thing.

    Aware of course that her breasts were highly visible down her top. Amy wriggled them for effect as I kissed her. She was, if not a pole-cat on heat, then a lioness ready for all-comers. I had no need to position myself, she did it for me, and encouraging me to slip her panties down, she guided my erection to where it definitely wanted to be. Entering her with consummate ease she gasped as I pushed hard up into her. This was way better than even a JD and ice!

    Following the progress of the other players around the room was getting more difficult.

    Strangely, rather than making any attempt to fuck Kylie for the moment, Bob had somehow persuaded her to wank him instead. He really did want to see a young girl in her prom dress, splattered with cum I realised. He was to get his wish. Not a minute later - mind you Kylie is no slacker when it comes to hand-jobs - he let out a highly vocal "Oh God" as he spurted a heap of sticky white stuff right across her panties, the tops of her stockings, the front of her dress, even managing to catch her cheeks with a few wayward spurts. The expression on Tiffany's face was of total disbelief, but I could hardly fail to notice her hand inching its way beneath the hemline of that sexy little dress as Jer managed to slip his erection deep into Brianna's pussy, that she was thoughtfully presenting as a viable option, holding her panties aside as she was at that moment.

    Seeing once again, my own daughter on the receiving end of a stream of hot cum, I was reminded of the best of those Harper nights and relinquished forthwith a somewhat hot stream myself - exactly where Amy had planned. We didn't waste any on her panties however - all was stacked neatly deep inside her vaginal storehouse. I felt her beginning to purr.

    Now don't think that Warwick was reading a comic book all this time either. Having moved on from Michelle....and quite what he had done with her I don't know, although I did notice a pair of silky little blue undies on the carper that definitely weren't Jenna's....he now had Angela and Jenna flat on their backs (still holding hands) while he knelt between them.

    I could see Angela crying out "No, No..." as he began pushing both hers and Jenna's skirt up. As both their garter-belts were exposed, Angela half-heartedly pushed his hand away but was persuaded by Jenna to just lie there and accept her fate. The impending visual indecencies were I realised, having a most constructive effect on my own erection that was re-solidifying by the second - much to Amy's pleasure it must be admitted. Lying still face down on me, she was unable to observe her two daughters' somewhat precarious situation, which may have been just as well.

    Bob? You couldn't fault his enthusiasm either. Not content with my daughter's hand in his pants, he was paying Natalie the kind of attention she had been weaned off for several months. With his hand well up under her dress now, he was applying pressure to a most indecent spot, to judge by her enforced wriggling. She and Kylie exchanged words of some kind but I couldn't make out what they were. Tiffany's "Oh my God dad." however was fully audible - wished I could have seen the fun her hand was having somewhere up between those slim and stockinged legs.

    Although my view was sometimes stifled by Amy's mass of hair obscuring proceedings, I did notice Warwick finally getting either hand well inside both Jenna and Angela's silky knickers which brought soft moans from both girls. Seeing her younger sister's plight, Tiffany called out "Ohh Angela" but was unable to contribute further to the conversation as Jerry, evidently going for broke, had disentangled himself from between Brianna's legs and was now embarking on a program to apply evidently some selfless therapy to the teenager's well defined breasts.

    Watching Tiffany's aggravated assault, Bob was one happy man. "Pull her panties down Jerry," he vocalised clearly, while pursuing the exact same course with my eldest daughter, who clearly was putting up no resistance to having her own undies tugged down....no easy chore when one has to contend with a garter belt. Not wishing to be excluded from the communal entertainment underway, I noticed Michelle beginning to kiss Jenna now, slipping her hand down my daughter's front and fondling her breasts even as Warwick attended now to her lower extremities, maintaining a similar investigation of Angela's still concealed pussy.

    It was too much for me. Having only to get Amy to arch her hips marginally, I gained re-entry in seconds and this took care of our joint concentration.

   "Fuck me," she all but whimpered, kissing me passionately, whilst wriggling her bottom to gain maximum penetrative pleasure. Actually, the pleasure was all mine, now I think about it. Exactly what satisfaction Bob was accruing from seeing his wife fucked in the position she was, I can't say. I suspect he was concentrating more on his daughter's immediate defilement and Natalie's skimpy white-lace knickers that he was so busily extricating.

    Amy was fully given-over to uninhibited indulgence that might have drawn attention to herself had not the other girls' vocalised pleasures been such an aural distraction.

    Experiencing now considerable frustration in finding those garter belts such an impediment to removing the girl's panties, Warwick was forced to enlist Jenna's help, who by deft unhooking of certain key clasps with her free right hand, paved the way for Warwick's progress. Although on her back still, I could see Angela gasp as my youngest daughter's panties made their way below her knees - exposing to all her small triangle of dark brown curls - one that Warwick's fingers were now lost in, as he sought out the real prize.

     Perhaps the sight of her friends now fully exposed and keenly felt-up pussy triggered the end of her part-time resistance, but Angela I could see was now unhooking her own garter belt and allowing Warwick to tug down her panties as well. I couldn't begin to impart to you just how hot those kids looked with their skirts up around their hips, breasts straining against the clingy evening-wear as Warwick took full advantage of the parted Red Sea - fingering both girls now as they wriggled and gasped in pleasured delight. Inclining his head towards Angela, I noticed her slip an arm around his neck, allowing him to kiss her passionately. Alternating then her lips with Jenna's, he had both girls crying out in needful complicity within minutes.

    Over on the Western Front, Jerry was in no mood to take no for an answer and despite Tiffany's brave, though some might say half-hearted struggles to maintain her fully dressed state, she was fighting a losing battle. Groping her youthful breasts at will, Jer not only had her skirt so high, those silky little knickers were full exposed, he was half way to getting them off her, having either navigated somehow, her garter belt, or by simply ripping his way south. Brute force is often a most successful option faced with such constraints. Whatever he had done, the insides of her thighs now contrasted whitely with those slim stockinged legs that kicked and wriggled in a flurry of girlish resistance.

    As Bob finally rid Natalie of her panties, exposing her charms to one and all - he grinned his undeniable approval at his eldest daughter's on-going molestation. "For God's sake fuck her Jerry," he drooled.

    Pretty sure that's what Jerry had planned as he appeared right then to be re-positioning himself for a full frontal challenge. Tiffany was holding him at arms length, probably unaware that her left breast was now three-quarters free of whatever sexy little bra it was she had on. Luckily, from a male viewpoint, her nipple was a part of the exposed section and it looked to me one healthily aroused little nipple at that.

    My all-up view was greatly enhanced at that moment as, having completed another procreative cycle within Amy's delightfully compliant little pussy, she had taken herself off to the washroom for a make-over - least until she saw Tiffany's impending rape which caused her to sink to the floor hand to mouth...if not sobbing, then in the first stages of severe shock.

    Despite having Warwick's penetrative fingers well up inside their own pussies, performing unspeakably naughty things, Angela and Jenna were both angling glances at the other bed, spellbound in regard to Jerry's progress with Tiffany as vocally encouraged by the girl's father.

    Having reached the business end of his fumblings, Jerry was in the process of aligning his tool-of-trade with Tiffany's highly arousing slit when, she cast one last despairing look at her father, plainly asking the question "Are you going to let him rape me daddy?"

    Given that Bob himself had my daughter's legs spread to the max and was enjoying the sensation afforded the back of his hand by her stockinged legs, he could hardly be seen as an unbiased third party so far as Tiffany was concerned. The fact is, he thrust into Natalie at precisely the same moment that Jerry penetrated Tiffany's personal airspace with an ease that would suggest her virginity had caught the early train.

    Hard to know who to watch? With Natalie crying out in pleasure, Tiffany crying out in fake distress and Angela and Jenna thrusting their hips up to make it easier on Warwick's fingers - I could but thank the Gods of erotic dysfunctionality for this latest visual treat. Kylie and Brianna even were making the most of their time together I noticed. Just slightly away to the left of Bob, they sat alongside one another, riveted by the sight of Bob's cock penetrating Natalie's pussy with rhythmic precision. If then seeing Brianna's hand slipping its determined way up beneath Kylie's hemline en-route to her probably drenched pussy wasn't an added attraction par excellence, then I don't know what is.

    Bob was deliriously happy. Openly fucking Natalie now like a deranged manikin, observing Jerry's debauched handling...make that aggravated penetration, of his eldest daughter, not a nipple's reach away, must surely have been at the very apex of his wildest fantasies. Sighs, moans and cries of passion rent the air as everyone's daughter began to suffer various degrees of sexual meltdown.

    Amy I noted was still the far side of the room on her knees and more likely than not, unaware she had one hand up beneath her skirt, idly frigging herself senseless as she watched her two girls cross the line from middle-class innocence to uptown whore with little or no coercion. Angela especially, was bucking wildly beneath Warwick's digital caresses while Jenna had spread her legs so wide, one was draped lewdly across Angela's thigh.

    I could no longer remain a passive observer.

    Tiffany was a sight close to, not just on account of Jerry spurting at that moment, his entire procreative wad deep inside her, but by virtue of the fact, her sexy little breasts were now almost adrift from her bra and were jiggling in time to Jerry's thrusts. She barely even noticed when Bob leaned across Natalie's used and abused body, to fondle her himself once or twice.

   "You fuck her now Noel - please," he almost whimpered as he saw me approach. Tiffany was almost out to it - which suited my needs admirably I have to say. She made no attempt to close up her legs as I took Jerry's place, who quite the worse for wear, sank down on the far-side edge of the bed

   "You OK sweetheart," I muttered to Natalie who just gave me the biggest smile as she clung now to Bob, arching her hips up to milk the last of the storehouse. Her pussy glistened and her breasts straining to break free of their (probably unwanted) restraint.

    Tiffany's eyes opened as I manoeuvered myself between her slim legs. Her expression, somewhat one of resigned acceptance, yet maintaining also a glint of flirtatious tease, drew me to her. I kissed her softly and that really changed the playing field. Lips like that you don't taste every day - and I wanted to taste more. She returned fire with fire and slipping into her effortlessly, a new-found passion took care of basics while I worked both her breasts free of her top, fully exposing those pretty brown nipples that pleaded to be suckled. Not that easy to do while you are gratuitously fucking their owner, but I managed nevertheless.

    Bob meanwhile had moved-on from Natalie and even as I pumped Tiffany's hot little pussy full of more naughty stuff, I saw him take up residence alongside Warwick across the room, before pairing off - him with Jenna and Warwick with his youngest daughter, both of which they then proceeded to fuck openly. Angela was crying out "Noooo" but her body language was anything but confrontational and within seconds her legs were as spread as Jenna's, her arms around Warwick's neck tightening their grip to ensure he was going nowhere.

    I didn't even notice Amy settling herself alongside me on the bed. Emotions of both guilt and sympathy washed over me as I watched her tenderly take a hold of her daughter's hand even as I was pumping the remnants of whatever limited semen I had left. into Tiffany's spread and well-worn little slit. Somehow it just made it all the hotter. I noticed Amy looking at her daughter's exposed breasts, her clothing in total disarray and the spots of cum that adorned her inner thighs. The smile she gave her daughter at that second was an indefinable moment of tensionable release.

   "Can we?" came the soft familiar voice from behind me. I let go of Tiffany's waist Turning my head, everyone else in the room was consigned to ancient history. My beautiful Kylie knelt there, her arms held out to me. There never was anyone else really, I knew that now! Pulling her to me, I kissed her and all those months of abstinence faded into the ether. I suppose I took her panties off but I don't remember. Lying back for me and opening up like the most beautiful rose in the early morning sun, I took her...transported her to a place only she and I can ever visit. Her scent intoxicated me and the softness of her lips and breasts befuddled the few senses left operational. I was aware of her beginning to whimper and realised I was entering her with passionate intent. I knew we had done this down through the ages and that we are destined to play the same role - perhaps in bodies of alternate sexes - for maybe all time. It won't be long enough!

    I would have had left insufficient stocks of cum to impregnate a hamster but it didn't matter. Just being there was everything. Kylie knew that and simply smiled up at me as she felt me reach my plateau letting me know with her eyes that she had reached hers too. I lay with her afterwards, just brushing her hair out of her pretty eyes and telling her how much I loved her. As always, she made me feel the adventurous schoolboy rather than the assured father. Let it remain thus

    Bob meanwhile was indulging his carnality with my youngest daughter....the last technically to get herself fucked this day. Having obviously run the gamut of his "cum-all-over-their-evening-dresses" fantasy, he had managed to strip Jenna somehow. She was in fact the only girl totally naked at this point - and how hot did she look? Her well-furred little pussy spread wide, encouraging him to thrust in to depths unknown, she was moaning audibly and more than happy to have him rubbing her breasts and pulling hard on her nipples even as he gave it to her big time. As their build-up neared the final frontier, Jenna was thrusting her own hips up like a total slut on heat - that actually is exactly what she was at that precise moment, and everyone watching knew it.

    Right alongside her, Young Angela was taking a shellacking from Warwick, much to Bob's undeniable pleasure at witnessing so close at hand, his youngest daughter's repeated penetration. "That's the way Warwick," he managed to get out between his own thrusts, "fuck her sexy little brains out."

    I don't think I have ever seen two girls taken further down the path of sexual fulfilment - two men either, come to that. The four of them were not far off needing life-support moments later. Two filled to the brim, the others butt empty. I've always wondered if Angela was a virgin! The silent tears running down Amy's cheek might suggest she had been.

    Jer, evidently with still some gas in the tank, had Brianna now giggling furiously as he tugged her panties well down past her knees. I figured it was time to have a look at the bigger picture.

   "Guys, Guys," I called out, eyeing off Jer's progress with his best friend's daughter. He relaxed his grip on the waistband of Brianna's hot little knickers allowing her to gratefully tug them straight back up - still giggling loudly it should be noted. I had now everyone's attention.

    "Just a thought I'm having people," I said. "All of us - you two especially," I added, making eye contact with Bob and Amy, "have had way too much drink to even think of driving. What say the four of you bed down with us for the night...we got more than enough space in the three suites if we use the spare trundle beds. I'm sure the girls don't mind snuggling up." That brought both gasps and giggles.

    Bob looked across at his wife. "Makes sense honey," He said or rather ....slurred.

    Amy looked at him then at her two daughters, both of whom lay sprawled and very sated on their respective beds.

   "I guess that's OK with me," she answered finally. "Not going to make much difference to anything now is it?" she added almost petulantly.

   "OK, that's settled," I replied. "Now let's figure out who goes where?"

    Well if that wasn't the cue for verbal warfare, I don't know what was. No-one could decide or agree on anything. Everyone wanted to be with someone that another party figured was their existing right already. It ended up me tossing a coin to sort out the Montagues and Capulets.

    The upshot was that Tiffany, Jerry, Jenna and Brianna were accorded the next-door suite, whilst myself, Angela, Amy and Michelle remained in our own room, with Bob, Warwick Natalie and Kylie bunkered up in the third suite. Just one ground rule! No discussions or disclosures the next morning. Whatever was to transpire, if anything...to stay personal and private.

    The other eight transients, including my three misfits, stumbled out of the room with their respective room-mates, in varying degrees of sobriety, having first made themselves decent (well from a dress-sense at least) The other three men were about to die a horribly unnatural death I kept thinking.

    Clearing up the room first which took a while, given the empty plates, bottles and glasses that littered the place, we simply took a double bed each. Michelle had her dress off and was snuggled up beside me in seconds. Amy and her daughter were still in the washroom attending to make-up removal. I already had Michelle's bra off and was gently fondling her exquisitely sexy little breasts when the other two emerged in some erotically charged night-wear and crawled into their own bed. The only two members of the same family together I imagine. Under normal circumstances I would have been praying for an invitation, but given the imminency of my beautiful young companion, my mind was in lock-down mode.

   "Good night Noel," they both chirped. "Night girls," I replied, my mind wholly engrossed with the softness beneath my hands right that second. "Sleep well," I added, wondering just who was going to be doing too much of that this night.

   "I've soo missed you," Michelle whispered. It didn't call for an answer, simply a kiss - a long and passionate one. She melted beside me. Drawing down her panties, she wriggled out of them and fully naked now, manoeuvered herself atop me, spreading her legs wide so that my entire reproductive system was trapped beneath her warm and protective pussy.

   "You have my full attention sweetheart," I muttered softly, nuzzling her neck and feeling her breasts making delightful contact with my chest. Despite the love I held for my own three and Larissa too, Michelle had always held a special place in my heart and this was the night I wanted to share that niche with her to the full. My hands smoothed over her curvy little bottom as I kissed her lips, pouring out the nonsensical drivel that one does at such times, re-enacting the male courtship ritual that has thus far ensured the survival of the species. Slipping into her, I felt her gasp then settle into fully receptive mode as her legs clamped my hips either side completely submissive now and needing only for me to complete the act that her sex needed.

    It was as it eventuated, quite unlike previous copulatory efforts - neither rushed or physically exacting. For the longest time, I simply remained inside that wonderfully receptive little cavern, penetrating her slowly and feeling with extended clarity, that which I was doing to her. Whispering words of a language they don't offer as an elective in year nine, I thrust up into her with such delicate precision, I could feel her vagina's reaction to each and every incursion. Some may have noted over the years, that gradual yet purposeful penetration, builds to a far greater plateau than the "slam-bang-thank-you-ma'am" technique employed by the novice lover as well as the unthinking and unimaginative male partner.

    Michelle's body tensed momentarily and she clung to me in ecstasy. I felt her own orgasm taking her out - venting its pleasure in an outward spiral as I came myself. Forget the quantity - this was sheer quality!

    Kissing her, I eased her alongside me, put an arm around her and hugged her to me. She was asleep in seconds.

    The room should have been enveloped in silence. It was for a while and then on the borderline of my REM stage I heard a sound and it was definitely not mice.

    The softest little gasp, bodies stirring slightly and then the merest wisp of muted dialog. "Ohh mom, yessss..that is soo nice!"

    God had orchestrated the final touch for me - mother and daughter discovering the joys of sensual togetherness. Was this a first? Was incest a thing of regularity in Bob's household after all?...did it matter???

    As if in answer, I heard Angela giggle softly... "Not too hard mom, Noel's going to hear. Ohhh, wish we could have done this before..."

    Given the images such whisperings were conjuring up, I was finding it very hard to drop off. Was three-quarters through counting my third flock when I was suddenly aware of someone at my side gently tugging my arm.

   "I just can't get to sleep - can we talk for a bit?"

   "Sure Amy," I said, momentarily angered at losing count of my wayward woollies, "Lets do it in comfort though. We're never gonna wake this one up."

    So saying, I gently eased Michelle's warm curves over further and made room for my newly come-by guest.

   "She's a very pretty girl isn't she?" Amy whispered, clambering beneath the covers.

   "You have no idea." I was tempted to say, but simply mumbled "Uh huh!" instead.

    Somewhat of a pained silence ensued. "I guess you heard us just now?" she asked, inclining her head towards the far side of the room.

   "Well now Amy," I replied "I'd be lying if I didn't hear the odd er, sentence. Speaking of very pretty girls though, your daughters both, fall effortlessly into that category I'm thinking."

   "Thank you," she murmured politely. A rather delicate arm had lain itself against my chest meanwhile. I wasn't complaining.

   "Amy," I whispered, "None of my business I realise, but have you and Angela....well I guess Tiffany as well... ever - you know, done stuff before?"

    She almost giggled. "I swear Noel...we never have. I don't know what happened between the two of us just now...it just kinda seemed like the thing to do. She was simply lying up against me and my fingers made like they had a will of their own. Next thing Angela had her hands in my panties and we sorta lost it." She paused for a moment. "You and your second eldest daughter...Kylie isn't it? You guys have done it together before haven't you?"

   "Yeah," I replied, "Was it that obvious?"

    Then, before further conversation could resume, I found Amy's lips but centimetres from my own. It was no longer time for 'true confessions," but rather a double period of Sex-Ed.

    That transparent little nightdress was an early casualty followed by the skimpiest bra I ever had the pleasure to remove from a panting female. Tugging her knickers down, stripped away that last vestige of modesty leaving little more than one-fifteen pounds of rampantly sexy womanhood astride me and ready for whatever I was of a mind to dish out.

    Must have been the alcohol still resident in our respective blood-streams but no sooner had I fingered her to orgasmic solace than Amy whispered "Can we have a little fun with Michelle you think?" Not even under threat of torture dare I ever admit my own thoughts had been embracing a remarkably similar concept.

    Still out to it amazingly, I was able to manouever her slim form between us.

   "Oh wow, she's naked, you evil man" Amy giggled, "Was she fun?"

   "Depends on your idea of 'fun' Amy," I answered, "But in the fully accepted sense of the word, I'd have to say, yes she was. I've always had a soft spot for Michelle - such a cutie!"

   "I'll say." Amy murmured, "sexy little breasts too" she giggled. It was only then that I could make out in the gloom, Amy's hands cupping and lightly fondling Michelle's delicate little mounds. I was right - this woman definitely liked girls!

    Now call me perverted in the extreme, but even given the sexual excesses of Harper Valley, nothing in my short-term memory came close, in terms of an arousal factor at least, to having that sexy little daughter of Jerry's lying between us totally naked and open for the two of us to carnally abuse at our leisure - and don't assume either, that Amy took the high road whilst I restricted myself to the low road.

    Both of us took escalating pleasure in fingering her unprotected slit whilst we fondled both breasts, either independently or together. Amy, it should be recorded for posterity, was taking the greatest delight in sucking Michelle's right nipple additionally, even as her fingers delved deeper still between the girl's parted legs.

    That Michelle would wake up sooner or later was hardly in dispute. More than likely her own semi-conscious moans of pleasure were partly responsible for the event.

   "W-w-what are you doing?" she mumbled, hips still in pleasurable transit.

   "Well sweetie," I whispered, "It's like this. Amy sleep-walks and I just woke up as she was climbing into my bed. Since she was here and feeling....oh Hell - you know how girl's feel Michelle - we figured you wouldn't mind too much if she had a little play. I was just keeping her company.

   "You are such a liar Noel," she giggled and put an arm up to draw me down to her level - her kissable level that is!

    This time I was fully devoid of any and all restraint.

   "Fuck her Noel," Amy whispered to me, "Please - I want to feel her up while you're fucking her hard."

    Have I ever been one to let down a member of the female persuasion?

    And thus it was, I took her down Missionary lane, probably as hard as ever I have penetrated anyone in living memory. Michelle was literally crying out in passion - what Amy was doing to her I have no idea, but whatever it was, her breathing was tending towards the erratic too.

    Even as I completed my tour of duty with the now majorly depleted stocks such that I possessed, cruelly distracting images of both Kylie and Natalie alternately, being taken much the same way as they lay naked and vulnerable side by side, between Bob and Warwick in that far suite, invaded my twisted thoughts. Not to mention what Jerry might - certainly would be doing to Jenna, just next door.

    Hell is way too good for me - I realise this!

    Even the greatest sexual opportunity is without value when the body is no longer willing and even with the permutations possible should Angela be awakened in the bed opposite....I had reached the end of the line - physically, emotionally and probably creatively too.

    Of course I dismissed no-one from that bed of dreams, simply kissing both girls and thanking them for a night I neither deserved or could ever hope to equal. The shutters came down with unheralded momentum.

    What, if anything, the two of them transacted in terms of same-sex pleasures from that point onwards, I can never know and thus - neither can you!

    Not a lot more to add. We certainly could have used the "boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B" next morning as it was heading up for eleven am. before anyone stirred - and even that was only aided and abetted by the hotel floor maids knocking on the doors to change the linen.

    Tellingly, my three all made their return to our suite flushed and giggly a little later. Natalie was lamenting her inability to walk that well, while Kylie was cupping her pussy gingerly as she entered the room. "I'm sooo sore dad," she wailed. I didn't ask the identity of the main culprit. Besides, my suspicions were pretty much proven when I caught sight of Bob soon afterwards, trying to negotiate the stairs to the dining area with quite some discomfort.

    Jenna handled her infirmities the best of the three. Maybe being the youngest, she retains the greatest recuperative powers. The only clue as to her overnight misdemeanors was at the point of squeezing through a half open door, and brushing up against Angela - she appeared to wince and clutch her breasts protectively.

   "Bit sore there are we darling?" I asked in passing. She stuck her tongue out at me.

    Ahead of the drive to Anaheim, we farewelled Bob and his family, thanking them for a wonderful time and asking with no expectation of any acquiescence, whether or not they could ever see themselves coming to Sydney Australia?

   "Oh can we dad, can we??" Tiffany and Angela chorused?

    Who'd believe it? The re-match has been tentatively set down for the 2006/2007 Christmas holidays and we are talking the ultimate tag-team event here!

(c) Peter_Pan 2006

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It was Mike Brown’s first job at the age of 16 years old.  Luckily for him his grandfather owned the small shoe store located near the Catholic High School he went to.  He could get out of his classes at 3:00PM and be at the store in 10 minutes.  For the first two years his tasks normally involved cleaning and stocking the shelves.  It wasn’t until his Senior Year when he was 18 that he got the chance to actually sell shoes to customers. 

 

Meagan had a crush on Mike since the third grade.  They only lived three houses from each other and were schoolmates and playmates.  Mike never really considered Meagan to be anything other than one of the guys.  She normally wore baggy clothes and kept her hair cut short.  She could play baseball as good as most of the other guys and could spit and run better than most.  She would stop by the store after school to see him but his grandfather would run her away. 

 

63 year old Tom Brown smiled when he saw Mrs. Talbert and her daughter walk into the store.  He told his grandson Mike to clean up the back while he waited on his favorite customer. 

 

“Hello Tom.”  Betty said as she walked over to look at the same display of shoes she had seen every week for the past three months. 

 

“Hi Betty.  I’ve gotten in a new pair of boots in if you might be interested.”  Tom said pulling the boots from the box and holding them up for her. 

 

“Of course.  Why don’t I try them on?  Regular size.”  She smiled.  Tom knew her size by memory.  He pulled out a size 6 medium and carried them to the small row of seats. 

 

“Now you just sit there and be a good girl.”  Betty said to her daughter Amanda.  The girl slid up onto the seat and looked at herself in the small mirrors down by the floor in front of her.  She made some faces and giggled. 

 

Betty took off her coat and folded it neatly on the seat next to her.  She turned to see Tom kneeling in front of the seat waiting anxiously for her to sit down.  She smiled as she slightly hiked up her dress while she turned and slowly sat down. 

 

Tom couldn’t wait to see his prize for the day.  He had played this game with this woman for the past ten years and it was normally the highlight of their week.  They both pretended like nothing was happening but their bodies didn’t lie.    He unzipped the boot as she lifted her foot for him to slide the boot on.  His eyes were locked onto her knees as the short skirt moved up and away from her flesh.  He watched her stockings end and the garter-belt begin.  Her white creamy flesh was unblemished as it moved upward towards her panties.  He wondered which ones she would be wearing this week. 

 

Mike grinned as he peeked through the curtain watching his grandfather sneaking a peek up the older woman’s dress.  He had seen him doing it for the past year and always laughed at his expression when he saw her panties. 

 

Tom’s eyes never blinked as he raised her foot higher and higher.  Only a few more inches he thought.  Almost there.  Suddenly his eyes opened wide expecting to see her panties.  Except today she was not wearing any.  He looked directly at her bare uncovered moist pink pussy lips covered with sparse light blonde pubic hair.  He felt the sharp pain and grabbed at his chest as the lights went out. 

 

At first Betty didn’t know what Tom was doing when his head dove deeply between her legs.  “TOM!”  She screamed as she tried to lift his head and body off of her. 

 

Mike jumped through the curtain and over the chairs when he saw his grandfather fall forward.  He pulled him back off of her lap and looked down to see her uncovered pussy.  He froze but realized his grandfather was unconscious.  “GRANDPA!”  He screamed trying to wake him up.  But, Tom did not wake up.  His heart and his life had suddenly come to a stand still. 

 

The ambulance came but nothing could be done.  Both Betty and Mike were too shook up to talk about what had happened.  All both would say was that he just had a heart attack and fell.  The 10 year old girl Amanda didn’t really know what was going on.

 

A few days later Tom was laid to rest and the family gathered at his home.  “What are we going to do with the shoe store?”  Mike’s father Jim asked.  He was the town’s dentist and had no interest in keeping it open. 

 

“Sell it.”  Mike’s mother May said. 

 

“We can’t do that.”  Mike said.  “It’s a family tradition.  I’ll run the store for the summer before I go to college.” 

 

His parents looked at him.  He was a smart boy and could handle the small amount of business the store had.  Summer time sometimes picked up because the other kids were off from school and had more time to shop. 

 

The store was closed for two weeks until Mike graduated from High School.  His girlfriend and he had broken up a few weeks ago because she was going to a school back east and didn’t want to be tied down.  Mike didn’t really care because they had slowly broken away from each other anyway.  It was graduation night when he realized Meagan thought more of him than a good friend. 

 

“Where are you going tonight?”  Mike’s mom asked him as they arrived at home after the graduation ceremony. 

 

“Meagan is having a party.”  Mike replied.  He knew his mom liked Meagan since she had almost lived at their house for the past ten years. 

 

“OK.  But, don’t stay out late.”  She winked.  Mike frowned and ran up to his room to get his jeans and tee shirt on. 

 

“How do I look?”  Meagan asked her girlfriend Tara.  Tara looked up from the Teen Magazine she was reading and gasped. 

 

“Where did you get that dress?” 

 

“Internet.  With a credit card it is easy.”  She giggled.  She looked at her reflection in the full length mirror.  The dress came down to just below her hip line.  If she leaned over any at all anyone would see her new red satin thongs.  She bent at the waist just to see the reaction of her classmate and good friend. 

 

“Holy Mother of…”  Tara exclaimed when she saw Meagan’s bare ass cheeks with the shiny red thong strap splitting the middle of her creamy buttocks. 

 

“I guess I better not bend over huh?”  Meagan laughed. 

 

“Your parents will never allow it.”   Tara laughed. 

 

“My parents won’t be here.  My older sister Janet is supposed to be watching us.”  Meagan smiled.  “I made sure her boyfriend Alex will be here and will keep her busy.” 

 

“Mike is going to have a heart attack.”  Tara laughed.  “Has he ever seen you in a dress?” 

 

“Not like this only in my school uniform.”  She smiled.  Only Tara knew she had a thing for Mike. 

 

“I feel under dressed.”  Tara said looking down at her tight jeans and haltered top. 

 

“I’m sure Brad won’t mind.”  Meagan giggled.  Tara had been dating Brad for a little over a year and had reached third base.  She was hoping for a home run tonight.  Meagan just wanted to get up to bat with Mike. 

 

Brad stopped by Mike’s house and they walked to Meagan’s which was only few yards away.  “I think tonight will be the night.”  Brad whispered as he pulled the Trojan from his rear pocket. 

 

“You wish.”  Mike laughed.  Neither of them had gone all the way but like most senior boys they told everyone else they had. 

 

“I’ve got two in case you might need one.”  Brad said holding up the other rubber. 

 

“Right.  And, who might that be with?”  Mike asked.

 

“How about Meagan?”  Brad asked.  Tara had told him Meagan had a thing for him but made him promise not to tell.

 

Mike laughed.  “I’m not sure if Meagan even likes boys.”  He had always thought of her as one of the guys. 

 

Brad put the rubbers back in his pocket and they knocked on the door.  Janet answered it. 

 

“It’s little Mike and Brad!”  She yelled so her sister and Tara could hear her. Janet was only 20 years old but acted like Meagan and her friends were a lot younger.  “They are still upstairs getting ready.”  She turned and led them into to the basement. 

 

“Now be good down there because I don’t want to have to come down there and spank you.”  She laughed. 

 

Mike and Brad stared at Janet’s cute ass as she walked in front of them.  Brad elbowed Mike and grinned. ”If you get bored Mike doesn’t have a date and you can spank me anytime you want.”  Brad said to Janet as she turned. 

 

“I have a feeling Mike will be busy enough.”  Janet laughed as she watched the two 18 year olds walk down the basement steps. 

 

“What did she mean by that?”  Mike said as he sat on the large sofa in the corner of the finished basement.  He looked around and thought about all the good times he had with Meagan as they played ping pong in the room and video games on that same sofa. 

 

“Ready or not here we come.”  Tara announced at the top of the steps.  Brad sat forward as he watched Tara’s jean covered legs coming down the stairs.  She smiled when she got to the bottom and looked up at Meagan standing nervously at the top waiting to come down.  Tara grinned as she looked up under Meagan’s short dress seeing the front of her red panties.  She thought about calling Mike over but Meagan would kill her. 

 

“And now.”  She announced.  “A new Meagan!” 

 

The two guys turned expecting to see Meagan’s jean covered legs but instead saw her bare ankles, calves, and thighs.  Mike leaned forward trying to see where her clothing started.  Shit.  It better start soon he thought.  Finally her red dress and her curvaceous ass came forward.  He watched and waited because whoever it was it could not be Meagan. 

 

Meagan almost fell down the last two steps as she peeked under the ceiling to see Mike’s reaction.  She smiled when she saw his eyes opened wide and his mouth open as big.  “Holy shit.”  Mike muttered. 

 

“Damn Meagan.  You look hot.”  Brad said at the scanty clad girl.  His eyes took in her bare legs and even her full bust she had successfully hidden from everyone in the past. 

 

Meagan smiled nervously and walked into the small room.   She saw the look on Mike’s face and it gave her a warm feeling between her barely covered legs. 

“Hi Mike.”  She giggled.  She pivoted to give him a full view of her curvaceous ass. 

 

Mike couldn’t talk as he watched what used to be his tomboy buddy walk around the small table to sit next to him.  His eyes never left her body and his mouth never closed. 

 

“Damn.”  He finally managed to say. 

 

“If you don’t like it I’ll go change.” Meagan said smiling. 

 

“NO!”  He said loudly.  “It’s going to take some time getting use to.” 

 

Tara was happy Meagan was getting some attention but not all of it.  She moved over to Brad and plopped down on his lap.  “Hi honey.”

 

“Hi.” Brad said not taking his eyes off of Meagan’s short skirt.  Only a few inches more and he could see all the way up to the junction of her tan thighs. 

 

“Heather and Mark are here.”  Janet yelled down the stairs.  They all turned to see the two walk down the steps.  Heather was also wearing a short dress but not as reveling as Meagan’s. 

 

“I’m going home to put a dress on.”  Tara said standing up.  But, Brad pulled her back down on his lap.

 

“You look great in your jeans.”  He laughed as her cute round ass bounced down onto the front of this jeans. 

 

“Who else is coming?”  Heather asked.  She pulled Mark over to squeeze into a large chair. 

 

“That’s it.”   Meagan answered. 

 

Mike looked around the room and realized he had been coupled up with Meagan.  Heather and Mark had been going out for almost two years and Tommy and Amy as well.  He could feel the heat radiating from Meagan’s bare thigh which was pressing into his own leg.  He knew there would be some intimate stuff going on and was unsure how he would respond doing anything with his video game friend.   

 

“Will your sister be joining us?”  Heather asked as she put her hand on Mark’s leg just above his knee.  He put his hand on hers and smiled. 

 

“No.  She promised to stay upstairs.”  Meagan said still nervous to be sitting next to Mike. 

 

“What does everyone want to do?”  Tara asked.  She could feel the rise in Brad’s pants under her ass.  So far she had only touched him through his clothing and he had done the same to her.  Tonight she hoped they would take it further. 

 

“We could dance.”  Meagan said trying to calm down.  She pulled her dress down and walked over to the stereo.  She forgot about her short dress and leaned over to select a CD. 

 

Mike tried not to look at the bottom of her pink ass cheeks peeking out from under her dress.  He wondered if she was even wearing panties. 

 

“Uh Meg.”  Tara laughed. 

 

Meagan turned to see Tara pointing at the back of her dress.  She quickly stood up right and blushed.  “Oops.”  She giggled. 

 

Meagan put on the CD and turned to walk back to the sofa.  She hoped Mike would ask her to dance.  However the first song was a fast one.

 

“Come on.”  Heather said to Mark trying to get him up to dance.  Right now all three guys had full hard-ons and were not about to stand up.  Heather laughed when she saw his condition.  She reached over and took Meagan’s hand.  “Let’s dance.”

 

Meagan was standing next to a hip grinding Heather and didn’t know what to do.  She would be moving and wiggling her body for the first time in front of guys.  The girls had danced together at slumber parties and had fooled around dancing in only their undies.  But, that was with girls.  This was completely different. 

 

“Come on girl shake that thang.”  Heather laughed as she took Meagan’s hips in hers and twisted and turned them. 

 

Tara again felt left out watching the other girls getting all the attention.  She jumped up between them and started grinding her ass in large circles. 

 

The guys sat back and enjoyed the view.  Heather’s dress moved up twice enough for all of them to see the bottoms of her silky white panties and even Meagan was starting to move her hips more.

 

“Yeah!” Brad screamed and clapped his hands.  He wanted the girls to get down and get nasty.

 

 “WHAT IS GOING ON DOWN THERE?”  Janet yelled from the top of the stairs. 

 

“Nothing.” Meagan laughed. 

 

“Good.”  Janet said.  “Keep it that way.”  She laughed and closed the door. 

 

“That was fun.”  Tara said laughing.  The fast song ended and a slow one came on.  She held her hand out to Brad and he accepted it. 

 

Meagan sat back down next to Mike and watched as Heather and Mark moved up to dance close together.  She could see the girls push their stomachs up to the front of the guy’s pants.  She took a drink and sat back by Mike. 

 

“So are you going to talk to me?”  Meagan asked.  She glanced down to see the tent still in his pants. 

 

“I don’t know what to say.”  He said.  “You are so different.”  He looked down at her body. 

 

“You don’t like?”  She asked smiling. 

 

“Yes.  I like it a lot.  But we've been friends too long.   

 

“Can’t we enter a new level of friendship?”  She asked. 

 

“I don’t know if I can.” 

 

“Let’s try.”  She said as she stood and took his hand.  He followed her up to where the other couples were grinding their bodies together and felt her body push into his.  Her arms moved over his shoulders and her eyes looked up into his. 

 

Meagan tried to act calm when she felt his penis pushing against her stomach.  She moved her soft breasts forward until her hard nipples jabbed into his chest.  Her body moved to the music causing her stomach to rub across his hard-on. 

 

“I can tell you like it.”  She whispered.  Her face moved up to rest on his shoulder allowing her lips to press against his neck. 

 

Mike easily forgot who he was dancing with.  Her body was igniting parts of him never lit before.  At first he tried to hold his body back from hers to prevent her feeling his passion but she kept coming.  He looked over her shoulder at Mark as his hands cupped and fondled Heather’s ass.  Mike’s fingers shook as his own hands moved down Meagan’s waist to the top of her hips.  He could feel her thongs under the thin dress.  Every five seconds his fingers moved lower until his whole hands were now covering her marvelous buttocks. 

 

Meagan felt his hands on her ass and smiled.  Her lips moved forward to plant little kisses on his neck.  Although she was a virgin she did have some experience kissing from her last boyfriend.  Her lips moved up to his earlobe and sucked it between her teeth.  She nibbled on it. 

 

Mike felt her lips and her stomach rubbing against him and it was too much.  His fountain was ready to gush.  He pulled away and looked into her eyes.  He saw the passion of want and need.  He tried to move back before it was too late and her soft lips moved up to his.  Her mouth opened and her tongue snaked into his mouth just as he climaxed.  “OH SHIT.”  He moaned as he pushed away from her and ran into the small bathroom on the other side of the basement. 

 

Heather saw what had happened and tried to do the same to Mark.  She wanted to pull it out and do it in the open but knew her girlfriends were not ready for that just yet.  Her fingers moved down between their stomachs until she found his erection.  She squeezed and stroked him until he tried to pull her hand away.  Too late.  He pushed her back and gave her a dirty look.  He ran to the bathroom door but Mike had locked it.  He hurried up the stairs. 

 

Tara and Brad didn’t know what was going on.  They were so locked up together they didn’t even break away. 

 

“Good job Meg.”  Heather whispered. 

 

“Did he just…?”  Meagan whispered back to Heather. 

 

“Sure did.  I guess you were too much for him.”  She laughed.  They sat down on the sofa and watched as Tara slowly did the same to Brad.

 

Janet was sitting on the sofa waiting for a phone call from her boyfriend when she heard the basement door open and someone run into the bathroom.  She was afraid it was one of the girls.  She moved over to the bathroom door and heard the water running.  She twisted the doorknob and slowly peeked inside.  She gasped when she saw Mark standing with his pants and boxers down around his ankles.  He was washing his stomach and pubic area.  He saw the door open and the shocked look on Janet’s face as she looked at his semi-soft seven inch prick.  She slammed the door.

 

“Shit.” Janet said to herself.  She moved into the den and sat down.  She had imagined her sister and her friends as kids but now seeing Mark’s prick and it being larger than her own boyfriend’s her opinion suddenly changed.  She heard the bathroom door open and then the basement door.  She sighed and waited for her boyfriend to call.  Her body was suddenly on fire. 

 

Mike cleaned up and dried his pants the best he could.  Luckily jeans were easy to dry and hard to see any stains.  He heard someone try to open the door and then run upstairs.  He waited until he heard the footsteps coming back down.  He opened the door and walked out like nothing happened. 

 

Meagan was nervous as she waited for Mike to return. He sat next to her and she whispered.  “Sorry.” 

 

Mike whispered back.  “I’m not.”  She giggled. 

 

Heather and Mark were not taking it as well.  “What the fuck did you do that for?”  He asked upset.  She had embarrassed him in front of his friends and Janet had seen him with his pants down. 

 

“You didn’t like it?”  She asked. 

 

“No.” He said sharply back. 

 

“Good.  Then you can do it yourself from now on.”  She got up and walked over to sit in another chair. 

 

Tara could see something was wrong with Heather and Mark.  She thought she could break the ice if they played a game or something. 
”Who wants to play a game?” 

 

“What kind of game?”  Heather asked.

 

“Any game.”  Tara replied. 

 

“How about spin the bottle?”  Brad jumped in. 

 

“We are kind of old for that aren’t we?”  Mark said.  Right now he did not want to kiss or be near Heather. 

 

“Instead of kiss let’s do dares.”  Brad said.  “You only get to turn down one dare and if you do you have to take off an article of clothing.  The person spinning the bottle will come up with a dare to the person it points at.” 

 

“Sounds like fun.”  Tara said.  “I’ll get a bottle upstairs.”  She ran up the steps.

 

“Do you want to play?”  Mike asked Meagan who was now holding his hand. 

 

“As long as you are playing.”  She smiled. 

 

“What are you looking for?”  Janet asked Tara seeing her searching around in the kitchen. 

 

“A bottle.”  Tara said. “We are playing spin the bottle.” 

 

“A kissing game?”  Janet laughed.

 

“No a dare game.” Tara responded. 

 

Janet was pissed her boyfriend had stood her up.  She was bored and was still thinking about Mark’s prick.  “Do you think Meagan would be upset if I played?”

 

“Of course she would but I wouldn’t.”  Tara laughed.  Janet followed the younger girl down into the basement. 

 

“I thought you said you would stay upstairs?”  Meagan asked her sister when she arrived in the basement. 

 

“Alex stood me up and I’m bored.”  Janet said.  “Tara invited me.”

 

Meagan gave Tara a dirty look. 

 

“OK but if you repeat any of this I’ll kill you.”  Meagan glared at her sister. 

 

They all moved the table out of the middle of the floor and sat in a big circle.  “Who goes first?”  Tara asked. 

 

“Spin the bottle.”  Brad replied..  Tara spun the bottle and it went around and around.  It slowed and stopped on Mark.  “I get to go first.”  He smiled at Heather and she smiled back.    

 

Mark took the bottle and gave it a big spin.  It moved around and slowed.  They all watched as it pointed to Tara. 

 

“Be good or I’ll get even.”  She said. 

 

“OK.  Go into the bathroom and take off your bra.”  He said. 

 

Tara smiled.  “That was not so bad.  I can do it here.”  She moved her hands up under her shirt and released the front clasp.  The guys watched in amazement as she twisted her arms and managed to pull it out from under her tee shirt. 

 

“How did you do that?”  Brad asked while scratching his head. 

 

“Maybe I’ll show you sometime?”  She giggled.  Everyone could now see her hard tips poking out the front of her blouse.  She tossed the small bra on the sofa.  “My turn.”  She spun the bottle and it pointed to Janet. 

 

Janet was wearing a denim skirt and a halter top.  She looked at the young girl and was ready for anything. 

 

“OK.  I dare you to kiss the boy of your choice for one minute.” 

 

Janet immediately looked over at Mark who had been avoiding eye contact with her.  She moved up and walked around the circle.  She stopped behind Mark.  Mark looked over at Heather and smiled as he turned and offered his lips to the older woman.  Janet gave him the best she had.  The others could see their mouths open and their tongues mixing together.  

“A minutes up.”  Tara laughed.  Janet moved her lips away and smiled.  She moved back to the circle.  She spun the bottle.  It pointed to Mike. 

 

“This one is easy.  Take Meagan into the bathroom and have a three minute date.” 

 

Meagan smiled at her sister.  Her being here was not so bad.  Meagan quickly stood and walked ahead of Mike. 

 

The door closed behind them.  “Three minutes.  Go.”  Tara yelled. 

 

“I still can’t believe this is you.”  Mike said as he moved his lips down to hers.  Meagan accepted his lips and tongue.  Mike’s hands moved down to a territory he knew was OK.  His hands cupped her round ass. 

 

Meagan broke the kiss and they both gasped for air.  “What’s different about me?”  She giggled.  “This.” He laughed as his hands moved over her ass cheeks. 

 

“What else?” She asked excited he would touch her elsewhere.

 

Mike’s hands moved up her sides and to her stomach as she moved back from him.  They both looked at his hands as they moved up until they brushed the bottoms of her breasts.  He looked at her face to see a smile.  It gave his hands the go ahead to move up over her soft orbs. 

 

“Definitely these.”  He said.  Meagan’s eyes closed as a boy touched her breasts for the first time. 

“Two minutes to go.”  Tara yelled. 

 

Mike toyed with her hard nips.  “What else?”  She asked with her eyes still closed.  They both knew where his hands would go next. 

 

“You sure?” He whispered.  She shook her head yes.  It was a moment she had dreamed about for a long time. 

 

Meagan sucked in her stomach while his fingers moved down her abs to her stomach.  He lightly touched over her pubic mound and to the junction of her thighs.  Her legs opened enough for his fingers to trace over her virgin slit.  She moaned when he touched her clit.  His fingers moved lower to the bottom of her dress and under it.  He touched the insides of both thighs as his fingers moved north. 

 

Mike had touched his last girlfriend on her panties only.  He had never touched hers or any bare pussy before. His fingers pushed against the soft satin panty and stopped.  She really was a girl he thought.  He curled his finger under the elastic edge and felt her silky soft pubic hair guiding the way for his fingers to her damp slit. 

 

“Meagan.”  He whispered as he moved his fingers up her slippery channel. 

 

“I wanted you to be the first to touch me.”  She moaned when he pushed against her hard pleasure knob. 

 

As Mike’s finger moved off her clit she grabbed his hand to hold it there. 

 

“Right there.”  She directed. 

 

She could tell from his fumbling finger he did not know much about a female’s vagina.  The only real one he had seen was Mrs. Thompson’s the day his grandfather died. 

 

“One minute.”  Tara yelled. 

 

Meagan wasn’t sure if she would get this chance again so she aimed her fingers at his zipper and found it.  She pulled it down and reached inside.  She wasn’t sure how it would feel when she found it but she had a pretty good idea how it would be shaped.  Her fingers pushed thought his bush and across his hot shaft. Her fingers explored it as he explored her wetness.  She marveled at its size.  She guessed it was at least seven or eight hard inches.  Her fingers moved around the crown and felt the slippery pre-come. 

 

“I’m glad you are the first too.”  Mike whispered.  Her fingers were making him close to coming again. 

 

Her lips sucked on his earlobe again and she could feel him about to explode again.  He did not know how to bring her off.  “Maybe we can have some other firsts?”

 

Mike thought about what she had said.  “You mean?” 

 

“Maybe?”  She giggled. 

 

“TIMES UP!”  Tara yelled as she tried to open the door.  Mike pulled his fingers out of Meagan’s panties and she did the same out of his pants.  They rearranged their clothing and Mike kissed her one last time.  Meagan opened the door and walked out blushing. 

 

“Hey sis.  Did you find anything in there you liked?”  Janet teased. 

 

Meagan kicked her lightly as she walked by.  Meagan grabbed the bottle.  Her body was now on fire and she wanted to see and experience more.  She spun and it landed on Mark.  Meagan wanted to see if everyone was willing to share.  “OK.  I want Mark to demonstrate his favorite sexual position.”  Everyone turned to look at Heather.  She frowned.   “With Tara.”  Meagan finished.  Everyone looked at Mark and Tara to see if they would do it. 

 

“Go ahead.”  Heather said already upset with him.  They all looked at Brad.  “Fine with me.”

 

Tara looked at Mark and grinned.  She had always liked Mark but he had been dating her girlfriend for such a long time.  Tara stood up and met Mark by the sofa.  “What’s your favorite position?”  Tara whispered in his ear. 

 

Mark smiled and looked at Heather.  They only had intercourse  three times and Heather was not one willing to experiment.  “Girl on top.”   He whispered back.  Mark moved over to the sofa and lay down.  His prick was hard from the time he heard what was going to happen. 

 

“Like this?”  Tara asked as she swung her leg over his hip and straddled his waist.  Her pussy was directly above his bulge.  “I’m glad I didn’t wear a dress now.” She laughed.  She looked under her breasts to accurately guide her pussy to the tip of the tent in his pants.   She gently touched it at first and then pressed harder until the tip was pushing up against her clit.  She closed her eyes and lowered her hips until his log rested between her slit.  She started a slow up and down motion on his body. 

 

Meagan was sitting directly across from Mike as they watched Tara’s fucking motion on Mark’s hard-on.  She saw Mike turn to look at her and smile.  She smiled back and slowly opened her thighs to show him her red panties again.  Teasing was so much fun. 

 

“Touch my ass.”  Tara whispered in Mark’s ear.  His hardness was making her close to coming.  He glanced over at Heather and saw her looking away.  His fingers found Tara’s cute little butt and pulled it harder against him.  It was all Tara needed as she exploded.  “Oh..oh.”  She moaned as her hips moved faster and faster.  She bit into his shoulder to keep from screaming.  It was the first time anyone but her own fingers had made her come.  Her body went limp on top of him. 

 

“God.”  Janet said.  She never knew these 18 year olds would be this nasty.  As she wished if Alex was there she heard the doorbell ring.  “I’ll be right back.”  She said running up the steps. 

 

Tara climbed off of Mark and lightly kissed his lips as her face moved by his.  “Thanks.”  She moved up feeling the dampness between her legs.  By the time Mark sat back down Janet came down the stairs with Alex. 

 

The girls all looked at him as an older man. He was twenty-two and a Junior in college.  “Is it OK if Alex joins us?”  Janet asked. 

 

“Sure.”  Heather quickly replied.  If Mark could fool around so could she. 

 

“So, this is spin the bottle dare game?”  He said smiling.  He looked at the cute young girls who were making eye contact with him.  It had been over a year since he had a virgin he thought looking over at Janet. 

 

“My turn.”  Tara said as she picked up the bottle.  Mark grabbed it from her hand.  “You had a turn and I was part of the scene on the sofa.”  He said as he turned the bottle.  They all watched as it pointed to Heather.  Mark smiled.  It was payback time for his buddy Brad.

 

Heather gave him a stern look.  “Since I had such a good time with Tara it’s only fair that Heather shows her favorite position to Brad.”  Mark smiled at Heather thinking she would go to her missionary position. 

 

Heather knew what Mark thought she would do.  She actually had wanted to try another position but it was not what Mark thought it was.  She had wanted to try oral sex but didn’t know how to tell him.  This was her chance. 

 

Heather stood and grabbed Brad’s hand. She led him to the sofa and pushed him onto his back.  She could see the outline of his prick under his pants.  She smiled at Alex as she turned her body so she was facing his feet.  They all gasped when she moved her body onto his in a 69 position.  Her long blonde hair fell over his zipper such that no one could see her mouth open to nibble on his bulge. 

 

Brad didn’t know what hit him.  He expected her to do the same as Tara but when she turned and moved her hips over his head he looked up to see her dress fall over his face.  He couldn’t see her panties but his face soon felt them.  He moved his face up to get his nose free so he could breath.  When he did his mouth came into contact with her damp crotch.  He felt her mouth biting gently on his tip as his pushed his tongue out to find her damp slit.  He wished he could pull her panties to the side but his arms were trapped. 

 

“Shit.”  Alex said sitting upward to see better.  Janet had told him things were wild but to see them locked in a 69 was too much. 

 

Heather wanted to make Brad come to get even for satisfying Tara.  She didn’t know what to do so she did everything she could thing of.  Her mouth moved over his crown and she quickly raised and lowered her head.  She could feel him getting harder in her mouth.  Her mouth moved off the tip and down the side.  He was not a long as Mark but he was pretty thick.  She clamped her mouth on the side of his shaft and moved her head up and down.  Brad only lasted a few seconds.  “OH GOD!” He yelled from under her skirt.  Her leg moved enough for his hand to snake free undetected by the others.  He pulled her panties to the side and tasted a pussy for the first time.  His tongue discovered she definitely was not a virgin as it dove deep inside of her. 

 

Heather felt his dam burst and moved her head back.  His tongue up inside of her was too much.  Her head rose up when his tongue moved deep inside. 

 

The rest of the group sat silent as the two bodies stopped moving.  The game was turning into more than a game. 

 

“My turn.”  Heather said grabbing the bottle.  They watched as it turned to point to Alex.  It was her turn to dare him. 

 

She giggled.  “Take off everything but your underwear.” 

 

Alex looked at her in disbelief. “Strip?”  He asked.  “I just got here.” 

 

“Chicken?”  Janet teased. 

 

“You sure?”  He asked.  Heather shook her head yes.

 

They all watched as he stood and pulled his tee shirt over his head.  His chest was covered with dark hair and was full of muscle.  He stood and unsnapped his jeans.  They all watched as he pushed them down his legs and off his feet.  The large bulge in his boxers was not hiding from anyone. 

 

“Satisfied?”  He asked Heather as he sat back down.  She smiled. 

 

“So this is going to be one of those games huh?”  Alex asked.  It was his turn and he wanted to see some naked flesh. 

 

He spun the bottle and it pointed to Meagan.  She gasped.  She knew what he wanted. 

 

“Little sis.  I’ve never seen you in a dress before and now I guess I’ll get to see you not in a dress.  Take it off.”  He grinned. 

 

Meagan looked at Janet for support.  She only smiled.  “What if I don’t do it?”  She asked Tara who made up this game. 

 

“You lose your one denial.  You might want to save it in case something really bad comes up.”  Tara said.  She felt bad for her girlfriend who was about to expose her body for the first time. 

 

“She can have my denial.”  Mike said. 

 

“No. I can do it.”   Meagan said as she stood facing the other way.  They all watched as she pushed the straps of the dress off her shoulders and watched as it fell down her body.  Only her red satin panties and bra remained.  She quickly turned and sat back down.  She crossed her arm over her thongs.  With the other hand she took the bottle. 

 

Mike tried not to stare at Meagan’s body but he couldn’t help it.  Her muscular thighs fed up into her naked hips.  Her flat stomach did the same to the rise at her chest.  Her nipples could not be seen through the satin material of her bra but they definitely were hard little nubs. 

 

Meagan spun the bottle and it pointed to her sister. 

 

“OK.  Take off your skirt and blouse.”  Meagan said smartly. 

 

“You only had to take off one thing.”  Janet said.  Meagan knew she was wearing a halter top which did not have a bra.  If she took it off she would be showing her bare breasts. 

 

“A dare is a dare.”  Meagan laughed. 

 

Janet sighed as she stood to remove her skirt.  Luckily she had new panties which where pretty sheer.  She wondered if they could see she shaved her pussy.  She grabbed the bottom of the halter top and pulled it up over her naked breasts.  Her pink nipples stood out like small missiles.  She tossed the clothing on the floor next to her and sat down.  She saw Mark’s eyes locked onto her breasts and smiled at him.  She spun the bottle. 

 

Tara gasped when it pointed to her. 

 

Janet thought she would see just how far these kids would go.  “Let’s try this.  Reach down into Alex’s boxers and play around for at least a minute.” 

 

They all looked at Brad.  “A dare is a dare.”  He grinned.  He liked the way the game was going. 

 

“I can’t.”  Tara said looking down.  She had never touched a bare penis before as was not about to do it in front of everyone else. 

 

“You used your denial.”  Brad said smiling.  Seeing him smile pissed her off.

 

“Wait.  OK. I’ll do it.”  She said glaring at Brad. 

 

She moved over to Alex and he leaned back on his hands.  They all watched as Tara used one hand to pull out his waistband as the other hand moved down under the material.  Even though she had felt Brad through his pants she was not ready for the hard silky shaft as her hand moved around him.  Her fingers traced around the ridge of his crown and slowly down to his balls.  She cupped them in her tiny hand and slowly raised her fingers back up his shaft.  He was not as big as she thought he would be. Her fingers moved up over the crown again and off the tip.  Her fingers moved out of his waistband with the dampness of his pre-come on the tips.

 

Meagan couldn’t believe Tara would ready do it and watched as her hand moved under Alex’s boxers.  Even though he was wearing boxers everyone could see what was going on.  She remembered how stiff Mike’s prick was. 

 

“That’s enough.”  Tara said proudly.  She wiped her hand on her jeans and spun the bottle.  Around and around it went.  No one was talking as they watched the top of the bottle slow down and point to……Janet. 

 

“Hey.  I’m not taking off my panties.”  She said holding her hand out in front of her. 

 

Tara laughed.  “I’m sure the guys will like this.  Rub your breasts across all the guy’s lips.”  She was getting even for what Janet did to her. 

 

The guys thought Janet would refuse but when she stood and moved over to Brad he looked up at her naked breasts.  They were the first real ones he had ever seen.  Janet pushed him back until his head was on the floor looking up at her.   She knelt beside him and moved her orbs down until her nipple pushed against his lips.  Janet gasped when his mouth opened and sucked her hard digit inside. 

 

Mark was directly behind Janet and when she took the doggie position on her knees her ass was only a few feet from his face.  His eyes opened wide when her legs opened showing him her panties wedged into her pussy lips.  He did not see any pubic hair.

 

“Enough.”  Alex said.  He was not that happy with this young guy’s chewing on his girls nips.  Janet pulled her hard nipple from his mouth with a loud pop.  Everyone laughed.  She crawled over him to do the same to Mark.  As Mark lay back his bulge was outlined in his pants.  All the girls could see he was well hung.  Janet looked down at Mark’s opened mouth and thought she would do some teasing.  She dropped her nipple and it pushed into his eye.  He tried to tilt his mouth upward but she jerked her boob back.  She lowered it again and it pushed against his chin.  Again he jabbed his mouth at her breast and missed.  Finally Mark reached up and grabbed her breast and held it still until his lips sucked her nipple inside. 

Heather watched Mark sucking on the older girl’s tit and was more mad than jealous.  If he wanted to play around so would she. 

 

Janet pulled her breast away from Mark and crawled over to Mike.  “OK lit’ sis?” Janet asked as Mike leaned back.  Meagan knew she couldn’t say no.  She shook her head yes and stared as her sister aimed her breast at Mike’s mouth.  He showed how inexperienced he was as he licked and nibbled at her breast.  Janet grabbed his head and held his lips frozen on her hard bud. 

 

“Easy.”  She directed.  She closed her eyes as his lips and tongue gently caressed her nipple. 

 

“Good.” She moaned. 

 

“Enough.”  Alex laughed trying to act like it didn’t bother him. 

 

Janet grabbed the bottle and spun it.

 

Mike tried to move away from the bottle as it pointed to him but Janet quickly said his name.  Janet owed her little sister but she also wanted her and Mike to hook up.  She wondered how far Meagan would really go.

 

“OK Mike.  I want you to put your hand down the front of Meagan’s panties and touch her there for a minute.” 

 

Mike quickly turned to see Meagan’s expression which was one of shock.  She didn’t mind if Mike touched her vagina but she was not happy doing it in front of everyone.  She smiled and grabbed her dress nearby and placed it over her lap.   “OK but I get to cover up.” 

 

“I didn’t say you could cover up.”  Janet zapped back. 

 

“You didn’t say I couldn’t.”  Meagan said firmly. 

 

“She’s right.”  Mike quickly announced.  He also did not want others to see him fumbling around a girl’s panties. 

 

“OK.  OK.”  Janet smiled.  She watched as Meagan folded the dress over her lap and uncrossed her legs.  Mike’s hard-on was pushing out his pants as he moved over until his body was close enough to do what he had to do.  Meagan smiled and pulled up the dress for his hand to move under. 

 

“One minute.  GO!”  Janet said looking at her wristwatch. 

 

“Wait.”  Mike said.  “I’m not under her panties yet.” 

 

“Say when.”  Janet laughed.  Everyone’s eyes were on Meagan’s tiny dress which was moving along with Mike’s hand and fingers.  He quickly slipped his fingers down the top of her thongs until he touched her soft bush.  “OK.”  He announced. 

 

Meagan was totally embarrassed as her long time secret love fumbled down into her moist virgin slit.  He quickly passed over her hard clit and tried to find her hole.  I’m a virgin stupid.  She thought as his finger moved down to the bottom and back to the top.  When he again touched her clit she moaned. 

 

Mike was not sure what he was touching but when he pushed against a small mound of flesh she moaned.  She must like it.  He thought as he focused his rubbing on that spot. 

 

Meagan could feel her climax approaching and did not want to have it in front of everyone.  Her body was now moving with the motion of Mike’s finger which caused the tiny dress to move enough for everyone to see his whole hand under the tiny red triangle.  They could also see glimpses of her pubic hair.  “Oh…”  Meagan moaned.  She looked at her sister who was not even looking at her watch anymore.  “A minute has to be up!”  She cried out. 

 

“Make it two minutes.”  Janet laughed.  She wanted to see her sister finger-fucked until she climaxed. 

 

“JANET!”  Meagan screamed pissed at her sister but also was pissed at herself for not being able to control her explosion.  Her hips shot upward as she came.  “OH GOD!”  She cried as her hands grabbed Mike’s hand to pull it out of her panties.  She turned and turned her body until she could fix her panties back into place. 

 

Mike was amazed of what he had done.  He glanced over at Brad who gave him thumbs up.  It was his turn to spin.  The bottle turned until it pointed to Tara. 

 

“Take off your jeans and blouse.”  He said smiling. 

 

“Uh excuse me.  Did you forget I’m not wearing a bra?”  She said nervously. 

 

“Nope.  I definitely remembered.”  Mike laughed. 

 

Tara looked around to see if anyone would come to her aid but everyone just smiled.  Her small 34b boobs would soon be naked for the first time to males.  She stood and unsnapped her jeans and pushed them down her thin but well shaped legs.  She smiled as she pulled her panties out of her ass.  She closed her eyes and pulled her blouse up over her white breasts. 

 

“Nice.”  Alex said looking up at her young morsels. 

 

So far only Janet and Tara were showing privates.  Tara hoped to change that.  She took the bottle and made a wish.  The wish came true.  It pointed to Brad.  She had not seen him naked and since he did not stand up for her she was going to get him back. 

 

“Take off all your clothes.”  She said smiling. 

 

“What?”  He said laughing.  “You can’t do that.” 

 

“Oh yes I can.”  She laughed. 

 

Where Mike was sitting he could see both the front of Janet’s and Tara’s panties.  The dark shadow of Tara’s bush could be seen but he could not see any shadow under Janet’s panties and her panties were even sheerer than Tara’s.  He suddenly realized she probably didn’t have a bush.  She shaved it!

 

“Hey.  I can use my denial.  All I have to do is take one thing off.”  He laughed and pulled off his tee shirt and sat back down.  He looked at his girlfriend and smiled as he spun the bottle.  It stopped on Heather.

 

“OK off with the dress.”  He said grinning. 

 

Heather knew her panties were soaked and if she took off the dress everyone else would also know.  She was also not wearing a bra.  “I’m using my denial too.”  She said. 

 

“But, you still have to take off the dress.”  Brad laughed. 

 

“Not really.  I can take off anything I want.”  With that she stood and reached up under her dress and grabbed the waistband of her panties.  She pulled them down and off her feet.  She tossed them to Brad who caught them.  He smiled at her when he felt how damp they were. 

 

“My turn.”  Heather said as she sat down making sure no one could see up under her dress.  She spun the bottle and it pointed to Brad again.  “Aha!”  She laughed.  “Seems you have no more denials.” 

 

“Be easy on me.”  Brad begged. 

 

“Sure.  Why don’t you strip naked?”  She laughed. 

 

Mike felt for his buddy who would be the first to show everyone his penis.  He had seen his friend in the showers and knew he was smaller than himself but not that small.  He knew it was stage fright that was making his face pale. 

 

“Everything?”  Brad repeated. 

 

“Yes!”  Tara laughed. 

 

Meagan was holding Mike’s hand tighter and tighter as she watch her childhood friend release the snap on his jeans and push them down over his briefs.  The six inch outline of his penis was easily seen bulging out the front of his BVDs. 

 

“Why don’t we take a break?”  Brad asked hoping to stop where he was at now. 

 

“No!”  All four females yelled at the same time.  If they were going to show their bodies they wanted to see some penises too. 

 

Brad stood motionless trying to think of a way out of this mess.  He did not see Janet’s hands moving up behind him and could not react fast enough to stop his briefs flying down his hips and legs.  He looked down in shock at his virgin pecker pointing straight outward. 

 

“HEY!”  He screamed as his fingers quickly covered his hard-on. 

 

Meagan giggled as she saw a man’s hard penis for the first time.  She now knew that Mike was much bigger than their friend.

 

“Give me those back!”  He yelled at Janet who was holding them up for everyone to see. 

 

Tara’s panties became even damper when she saw her boyfriend’s penis for the first time.  She suddenly became curious what the other guy’s equipment looked like. 

 

Janet tossed him the undies and he pushed them down to cover his prick.  The white briefs sat on top of them but did little to hide his excited state. 

 

“Give me the bottle.”  Brad said noticeably pissed.  He was not going to be the only one naked.  He spun the bottle so fast it flew across and hit against Mike’s leg and pointed across at Janet. 

 

“Alright!”  Brad yelled seeing who it pointed to. 

 

“Not fair.  It hit Mike’s leg.”  Janet said.  She was not going to take off her panties. 

 

“Do it again.”  Tara yelled at her boyfriend.  She wanted to see some more naked men. 

 

Brad reached for the bottle and the briefs fell from covering his hard-on.  “Fuck it.”  He said as he spun the bottle slower this time. All eyes followed it until it stopped on…….Janet again!’’

 

“No excuses this time.”  Brad laughed. 

 

Janet looked at Alex who only smiled.  He wanted to see what these other girls looked like naked so he was not going to object about Janet showing her treasures. 

 

“Come on sis.”  Meagan said laughing.  “Scared?” 

 

Janet smiled but was steaming on the inside.  Her fingers moved into her panties waistband as she lifted her ass to slide them out from under her and slowly down her thighs. 

 

Mike had the best view when her bald pussy lips came into view.  He was anticipating she was shaven but was not prepared when he actually saw his first pussy and it was not hidden under a mat of hair. 

 

“Wow.”  Mark said what all the other guys were thinking.  “She shaves it.” 

 

Even Meagan was surprised when she saw her sister’s bald pussy.  She had heard about girls doing that but didn’t think someone like her sister would do it. 

 

“What’s everyone looking at?” Janet said as she sat down with her legs squeezed tightly together to prevent any more peeks at her pink slit.  She grabbed the bottle and froze.  “What if the person is naked?”

 

“They must do a dare or get out of the game.”  Tara quickly said.  “Spin.”  She was anxious. 

 

Janet twisted the bottle and let it go.  It turned around and around until it stopped on Mark. 

 

“OK big boy.  Let’s see it.”  She said chuckling. 

 

Mark looked at Mike and Brad and stood.  He wasn’t ashamed as he stood and pushed down his jeans and boxers at the same time.  His long seven inch hard-on popped outward. 

 

“They don’t all look alike.”  Janet cracked seeing a bigger shaft than both Brad’s and her boyfriend’s.   

 

Heather smiled at him proud that he had no problem stripping naked.  Her heart pounded as he spun the bottle.  It stopped on Meagan. 

 

Meagan gasped when she saw the bottle pointing at her.  She smiled and held her hands together begging her friend to be easy on her. 

 

“OK.  Just your bra.”  Heather said smiling. 

 

Even her bra was something Meagan was not prepared to give up.  Up until today she had hid her body and had hid it well.  Now every one of her friends, as well as Janet and Alex, would now see her bare breasts. 

 

“Just the bra.”  Meagan repeated as she unhooked the front clasp and pulled the bra slowly apart until her small but firm naked breasts were exposed.  Her nipples were as hard as she had ever seen them.  She turned and placed the bra between her and Mike.  She wanted to make sure he got a good look. 

 

Meagan spun the bottle.  Around and around it went and stopped.  Heather jumped back.  Meagan forgot Heather was missing her panties. “The dress.”  She said. 

 

“Meagan!  I’m not wearing panties.”  She exclaimed at her friend. 

 

“Oh. That’s right.”  Meagan laughed.  “Can you take off your bra?”

 

“I’m not wearing one.”  She whispered. 

 

“Hey.  If she only has a dress on tell her to take it off.”  Mark said happy that she would be naked too. 

 

“Wait I don’t have to take something off.  I can do a dare.”  She said smiling at her friend Meagan. 

 

Meagan knew the guys wanted her to strip but she didn’t want to piss off her friend.  “OK.  Let all the guys touch you under your dress one at a time for a minute each.” 

 

“Meagan!”  Heather said gritting her teeth. 

 

“That’s it.”  Mark said.  “You have to do it.” 

 

Heather looked at her boyfriend as she stood to stand by Alex.  His long arm moved his hand to her knee and slowly his hand disappeared as he pushed it up under her dress.  Her legs parted as he neared his destination and she closed her eyes when his finger tip invaded deep into her damp pussy.  He was much more experienced than Mark and went straight to her clit with his thumb while he pushed in and out of her hole. 

 

As Alex fingered Heather Mike moved his hand over to gently touch Meagan’s thigh.  Everyone was watching Alex and Heather and didn’t see her hand move over to his leg.  The game had made everyone so horny they were having trouble keeping their hands off each other.

 

“Next.”  Janet said looking at her watch.  Alex reluctantly removed his hand from under her dress and winked at her.  He had discovered she was not a virgin.  She smiled as she moved over to her boyfriend. 

 

Mark’s prick was standing at attention when she approached.  Although they had intercourse the times had been in the dark and they had not really seen each other naked.  As his hand moved up familiar territory her eyes closed again as he approached her honey tunnel.  She did not see Mark’s other hand pull up the bottom of her dress exposing her red pubic mound. It matched the flaming red hair on her head. 

 

“Mark.”  Meagan said to alert Heather what he was doing.  Heather opened her eyes and saw her dress up over her pussy.  She slapped his hands away.  “That’s all you are getting.”

 

“Hey. My minute is not up.”  He complained.

 

“It is now.”  She said totally pissed off. 

 

She moved over to Brad and stood while he reached up under her dress to finger her pussy.  His fingers explored and his middle finger slipped deep into her dripping hole.  He looked at her with a surprised look.  She smiled as he explored her cave. 

 

“Next.”  Janet announced. 

 

Mike pulled his fingers off Meagan’s leg and moved them to Heather’s ankle.  His fingers sped up her leg and under her dress. His finger tips pushed against the sticky juices of her pussy and searched for the small knob resting at the top.  He found it and rubbed. 

 

“Oh.”  Heather moaned.  Having four guys finger your pussy was too much.  As soon as Mike’s fingers found her clit she started to come.  “Don’t stop.”  She begged as he flicked his fingers across her hard joy button.  “I’m…..” She cried as she climaxed.  His fingers slipped down until he moved his index finger up into her pussy. 

 

“That was great.”  Heather said to bust her boyfriend as she moved back to her position.  She spun the bottle.  It pointed to Alex.  Since he was the oldest she wondered how brave he was. 

 

“I want you to strip and show us your favorite position.”  

 

Janet looked at her with total shock.  “I’m not doing that.” 

 

“I didn’t ask you to.”  Heather laughed.  “Alex chooses the girl.” 

 

Alex stood and slowly pushed his underwear over his hard-on.  It was starting to hurt being so confined. He smiled when he saw the wide eyes of the younger girls looking at his hard shaft.  And, best of all he got to pick out the girl of his choice.  As he looked around the room at the girls they all kind of looked away afraid he would pick them.  All except for Heather who was smiling at him. 

 

“OK.  I choose you.”  He said grinning. 

 

Heather smiled at her boyfriend and stood to walk with the naked older man to the sofa.  She stood nervously in only her thin dress as he whispered in her ear.  She turned and looked at Mark who was talking to Brad acting like he didn’t care what she did. 

 

“OK.”  She said agreeing to his proposal.  He wanted her to sit on top of him.   She stood back as he lay on his back.  His prick was hard and pointing upward as she moved her legs over his causing her skirt to fall over his stomach. 

 

“Hey.  We can’t see what’s going on.” Janet complained. 

 

“We are just demonstrating and not really doing it.”  Alex said as Heather’s damp pussy moved down onto his prick.  His hands took hold of her waist and he lifted her until the tip of his prick was poised at the entrance to her tight pussy.  She looked down at him and smiled. 

 

It was all Alex needed as he slowly lowered her body and her pussy down, down and down his shaft.  When she stopped he was fully inside of her.  Alex was happy just having himself in her and was even more happy when she started to rise up and back down.  She was really fucking him while the others watched.

 

“God.  It looks like they are really doing it.”  Tara whispered.  She also wished she could see up under Heather’s dress. 

 

“How long do they do it?”  Mark asked getting nervous.  “Who spun the bottle?”

 

“I did.”  Heather said trying to get her breath and pretend she was not fucking his man.  “I guess another two minutes.” 

 

“Two minutes!”  Mark said upset.  He knew she was at least rubbing her pussy on this man’s cock. 

 

Alex tried to hold back but couldn’t top his climax as he gripped her waist hard in his hands and shot his pleasure juices deep inside of her.  He did a great job pretending he was not really fucking her.  “Let’s just do a few more seconds.”

 

Heather was surprised when the experienced man came so fast.  She felt his juices pouring from her tight pussy and gave him a dirty look.  He was satisfied and wanted to stop.  She moved her pussy off his quickly softening penis.  Her dress covered his white juices dripping from her hole. 

 

Janet was the only one to see Alex’s prick before he hid it with his hand.  Shit. He had fucked Meagan’s friend while they all watched.  She watched as Heather quickly headed to the bathroom upstairs.

 

“Is she OK?”  Meagan asked seeing her friend running up the stairs. 

Meagan didn’t wait for an answer as she jumped up and ran up the stairs wearing only her satin red thongs.  

 

Meagan knocked on the door.   “Heather it’s Meagan.” 

 

Heather opened the door to let her friend in.  Heather was standing holding her dress up and was cleaning off the come from her pussy and legs. 

 

“He fucked you?”  Meagan asked shocked. 

 

“No. I fucked him.”  Heather said.  “At least for a few seconds.  Don’t worry I’m on birth control.” 

 

“Wow.”  Meagan said wondering if Heather was upset. 

 

“God.  It was so hot fucking him in front of everyone.”  She said smiling.  “Do you think anyone noticed?” 

 

“I didn’t.  It just looked like you were faking it.” 

 

“Good.  Let’s go back downstairs.”  Heather said.  “Maybe Mike will take your cherry.” 

 

“I hope so.”  Meagan laughed as she led the way back down the stairs.

 

“She’s OK.”  Meagan announced. 

 

Heather looked at Mark who looked at her suspiciously.  She smiled and sat back in her place.   Alex took the bottle and spun it.  It pointed to Mark. 

 

“Shit.  I don’t know.  A dare huh.  I got it.  Kiss little sis’s body all over.” 

 

Meagan sat up when he said little sis.  That’s what he called her.  He was telling Mark to kiss her body all over.  “I don’t think so.”  She said. 

 

“Use your denial.”  Mike said.  Of course it would mean Meagan had to remove her panties.

 

“But, I’ll have to take off….” She hesitated.  She took a deep breath and pushed her panties under her hips and down her legs.  She tried to keep her legs together as best as she could as her panties moved off her feet.  She sat back naked and looked down at the top of her blonde bush resting under her navel.  She turned to see Mike’s eyes looking at her lower stomach as well. 

Meagan spun the bottle.  It pointed to Mike.  She smiled.  He would have to do whatever she wanted. 

 

“How about another three minutes in heaven with me in the laundry room without the clothes of course.” 

 

“Here.  You want me to strip here?”  He asked.

 

She smiled and shook her head yes.

 

All eyes were on Mike’s trembling fingers as he slowly undressed. As his boxers moved over his nine inch rod Tara gasped.  “Holy shit.”   Even Janet sat up straight. 

 

Mike’s face turned beet red as he took Meagan’s hand to walk into the laundry room.  As Meagan stood her legs moved apart enough for Mike’s eyes to see her pink folds under the sparse blonde curls. 

 

“Now go easy on my little sister.”  Janet said jealous it was not her going into the room with the well endowed teenager. 

 

Meagan moved back against the washer as his moved his body up towards hers.  His long hard-on pressed directly into her stomach.  She laughed and moved her hand down to bend it upward.  The tip pressed against her right breast.  “Umm.”  She said as her hand guided the damp tip up to her nipple. 

 

Mike’s hands moved quickly to her nakedness.  He wanted to touch every inch of a naked female for the first time.  He explored her soft ass cheeks and slid his finger under her ass and across her damp slit.   Her legs opened to allow his hand more freedom. 

 

“Do you want to do it?”  Mike asked as she pushed his long dong down until the crown rubbed against her clitoris. 

 

“Yes.  But not here.  Not like this.”  She said.  “I want it to be special.” 

 

“Me too.” Mike said.  He really did want it to be special but right now he wanted to come. 

 

“Two more minutes.”  Janet yelled from outside the room. 

 

“What can we do?”  Mike asked almost crying for release. 

 

Meagan remembered all those girl sleepovers and all the talk about oral sex and blowjobs.  She told them she could never do such a vile act but now with his penis in her hand she forgot all those words.  She pushed him back far enough for her to slide downward until she was on her knees in front of him. 

 

“Meagan.”  Mike moaned when he realized what she was about to do.  “MEAGAN!”  He screamed when her petite mouth sucked in the mushroom tip of his prick. 

 

Janet laughed when she heard Mike scream her sister’s name.  “You go girl.”  

 

“I wonder what she is doing to him.”  Tara said.  The sexual tension in the room was at it zenith. 

 

“OH GOD MEAGAN!”  Mike moaned as her mouth took almost five of his rigid inches down her throat. 

 

Meagan didn’t like the taste at first but got used to it quickly.  She was on fire when she heard him call out her name.  She tightened her lips around his shaft when she heard him scream her name.  Her fingers moved up to caress his balls while her mouth moved up and down his long lollypop. 

 

“I’M COMING MEAGAN!”  Mike screamed to give her a warning to remove her mouth.  She did and his hot spunk splattered all over her face.  Her fingers moved to his prick and she milked him dry. 

 

“TIMES UP!”  Janet called out as she pulled open the door and stuck her face inside.  She wanted to see what they had been doing.  She laughed when she saw her little sister whipping off his come from her nose and chin.  Janet made a note to teach her how to swallow it. 

 

Mike walked out of the room first with his hard-on resending to its soft state.  There was no question Meagan had given him a release.  As Meagan stood to walk out Janet whispered in her ear.  “If you don’t want him I’ll take him.” 

 

“No way.”  Meagan said smiling.  That hunk of meat was hers.

 

It was Mike’s turn to spin.  They all were now leaning forward to see who the next person was.  The game had picked up a lot.  The bottle pointed to Tara. 

 

“The panties and………………” He hesitated thinking what he would ask her to do.   The blowjob Meagan had just given him was the best feeling he had ever had.  He had to give the favor to his friend Brad. 

 

“and……….give Brad a blowjob.” 

 

“Out here?”  Tara asked in shock.  At least Meagan got to do it in the laundry room. 

 

“Yes.”  Mike said.  He wanted to see it happen. His soft prick started to get some more life when Tara stood and pushed her panties down her small ass and tan thighs.  Her bush had a bikini shave with a thick dark strip over the lips of her mound.  He could not see her slit through the dark forest. 

 

Brad looked at her and smiled.  Getting a blowjob from his love was the ultimate even if she had to do it in front of everyone. 

 

“Anyone want to teach me?”  Tara giggled as she moved down on her knees in front of Brad. 

 

“I will come on over here.”  Alex laughed.  Janet smacked him on his arm and moved over next to the young inexperienced girl.   “Take his penis in your hand and slowly stroke him while you lick around the tip.”   She whispered. 

 

Tara giggled as she grabbed his hard-on and did as Janet said.  It tasted a little salty.  “OH.” Brad moaned.  He knew he would not last very long.

 

Mark was sitting directly across from Tara and when she leaned forward her legs spread enough for him to see the virgin’s slim pink slit under the girl’s dark bush.  He could also see her tiny puckered rear opening.  It was a great sight.    

 

As Tara continued to taste the tip Janet whispered again.  “Suck in the crown and flick your tongue across the tip.”  Tara opened her tiny lips and did as the older woman said.  Her teeth gently bit his soft flesh.  “OH SHIT!”  Brad cried out.  Everyone else in the room laughed. 

 

“Now for the grand finale.”  Janet whispered.  “Move as much of him down your throat without gagging and when you pull your mouth out clamp your lips tightly around him.”  Tara’s eyes opened as wide as her mouth as she sucked in his six inch penis.  She was amazed when her nose pushed against his pubic mound.  She slowly moved her lips up and off making a popping sound.  “Ahhh.”  Brad groaned.  One more trip and he was history. 

 

Tara didn’t need any more instructions.  The rest was up to her.  She again sucked in his hard length and slowly pulled her lips off.  “OH, OH, OH!”  He cried as he came.  He did not give her any warning and shot his load down her throat.  Tara’s mouth came off gagging trying to breath.  “Swallow it.”  Janet yelled.  Tara turned and looked at her as her throat opened up to drink in his juices. 

 

Janet smacked him on his leg.  “It’s polite to warn a lady when you come.”   Brad looked at Tara who was trying to breath.  “Sorry.”

 

Brad managed to sit up and take the bottle.  The first open display of a sexual act had taken the game to a new level.  He wondered how far everyone was willing to go.  The bottle stopped on Mark. 

 

“Go down on the girl of your choice buddy.”  Brad said quickly. 

 

Mark sat up when the bottle stopped on him.  When he heard the sweet words he knew who’s pussy he wanted to kiss and lick.  He looked immediately to Janet and pointed.  “Her.” 

 

Alex spoke up.  “I don’t think so.” 

 

Janet didn’t say a word as she leaned over and whispered in Alex’s ear.  “I know you fucked his girlfriend so if I was you I would shut up.” 

 

Alex knew when he was to be quiet and now was one of those times.  “Go ahead.” 

 

Janet wanted to enjoy the experience and stood to walk to the sofa.  She sat back on the cushions and slowly opened her legs.  Everyone watched as her bald pussy lips opened wide enough for her inner folds to open. Her hard clit and opened pussy was on display.  She was definitely not a virgin. 

 

Mark just looked at her for almost a minute.  “You just going to window shop or are you going for it?”  Janet laughed.  His body moved forward until her hands took his head and guided his lips where she wanted them. 

 

“The tongue.”  She commanded as his lips moved over her clit.  He pushed his long tongue out until he pushed against her joy button.

 

“Right there.”  She moaned and closed her eyes.

 

Mark’s tongue rapidly flicked up and down and right and left.  She pushed his head lower and his tongue moved deep down into her moist depths.  Her hips moved upward.  It might be his first time but he was a fast learner.  She moved him back to her clit to finish her race to satisfaction. 

 

No one noticed Heather’s hand as she moved it slowly up under her dress to her dripping vagina.  She imagined it was her on the sofa Mark was going down on.  She was close to coming when Janet took a deep breath and held his face tightly against her womanhood.  Her body shook and trembled as she climaxed.  She let go of his head and he jerked it back to get some air. 

 

“Wow.”  Tara said. 

 

Janet stood and kissed Mark on his lips.  She tasted her own pleasure.  “My turn to spin.”  The game was coming to a peak. 

 

The bottle spun and spun until it pointed to Heather.  Janet smiled.  It was revenge time for the girl who had fucked her boy friend on the sofa.  Heather was the only one still wearing clothing.  “First take off the dress and stand to show everyone your body….” 

 

Heather did as Janet said.  Right now she was so hot she would do just about anything.  Her dress fell from her full breasts.  Of all the girls there Heather’s breasts were the biggest. 

 

“Nice.”  Brad said looking up at her large round areoles. 

 

“Thanks.”  Heather giggled. She let the dress go and it fell at her bare feet.  She kicked it aside and turned slowly showing her flaming red bush. 

 

“Now what?”  She asked anxious to be satisfied. Janet heard the young group gasp when she finished her dare to Heather.  “You like sexual positions so much I’m going to let you do a sixty-nine.” 

 

Heather smiled.  “With the guy of my choice?” 

 

“No.  With the girl of your choice.”  Janet laughed. 

 

“A GIRL!”  Heather exclaimed.  “NO FUCKIN WAY!”

 

“What’s wrong little girl not woman enough?”  Janet said with a dare. 

 

“It’s not that.  I can’t do that.”  Heather said looking at Meagan and Tara for support. 

 

“I guess your game is over since you have used your one denial.”  Janet laughed.  “You can wait upstairs until we have finished.” 

 

Heather stood not believing what she was hearing.  Her own girlfriends or her boyfriend was not supporting her.  She looked at Meagan and Tara who looked away.  OK.  She thought to herself.  If I have to do it so will one of them. 

 

“OK I’ll do it.”  Heather said seeing the shock on everyone’s face. 

 

“What?”  Mark said.  “You’re going to really do it?”

 

“Yes.  With one of my BEST friends.”  She said looking down at Meagan and Tara.  They both looked at her in fear. 

 

“Let’s see….which one?”  She moved her finger back and forth between the two of them. 

 

All the men were now sitting with raging hard-ons.  They were going to see two women giving each other oral sex.  Shit.  It was every man’s dream. 

 

“Let’s see…………..” She hesitated and said.  “I pick them both.” 

 

“You can’t do that.”  Tara said.  “She said female meaning singular.” 

They all turned to Janet who was almost laughing.

 

“It’s up to her.  If she wants both I’m OK with it.” 

 

“No.”  Tara said upset.  “You can’t do a 69 with three people.”  She looked at Meagan who was speechless. 

 

“I have no idea.”  She managed to mumble. 

 

“Yes we can.”  Heather said with a smile.  “We just get our bodies into a circle.” 

 

“

“Like this.” Heather said pulling both girls up and leading them to a large carpeted area.  “Lie on your right side.”  She said to Meagan who did as her girl friend directed. 

 

“Now you do the same with your head at Meagan’s stomach.”  Heather told Tara.    They all watched as Heather moved her naked body down until her own head was at Tara’s stomach and her own stomach was at Meagan’s head. 

 

“See….a circle.”  Heather said proud of her sexual creation.  “Now I do this.”  Heathers hands pried a part Tara’s legs until the girl’s dark pussy was inches from her face.  “And you two do the same.” 

 

The men were all now moving closer to the circle.  “I think it’s more like a 696969.”  Alex laughed. 

 

“OK now we do it.”  Heather announced as her lips pushed forward into Tara’s bush. 

 

Tara did the same to Meagan and Meagan did the same to Heather.  The girls tightly closed mouths were pressed against the other’s pubic mounds.  They froze. 

 

“Come on.  Open your mouths.”  Mark said excited. 

 

Heather broke her mouth away.  “You said to do a sixty-nine and we are doing………”  She was about to say “it” when she felt Meagan’s tongue flick across her clitoris.  Her eyes got bigger when Meagan did it again and again. 

 

“Look.  Meagan’s doing it.  She’s eating Heather’s pussy.” Brad cried out.  Mike looked at his new girlfriend’s tongue as it slithered into the curly crimson nest and moved up and down her friend’s canal. 

 

Tara heard the excitement of the men and didn’t want to be left out so she flicked her own tongue into Meagan’s virgin mound.  Heather closed her eyes and moved her face down into Tara’s snatch.

 

“Wow.  That’s cool” Brad cried out leaning forward.  His prick was at max.  He wished he was in the circle. 

 

“Hey, why don’t we join them?”  Brad whispered to the others.  Before he got an answer Mark and Mike jumped down on the rug.  Mike pulled Tara’s face from his new girl’s loins and shoved in his own to take her place.  He wormed his body until his hard-on pressed against Tara’s face.  She smiled as she grabbed the biggest penis and shoved three inches between her lips. 

 

Mark jumped between Meagan and Heather and aimed his rod at Meagan’s mouth while his face dove into Heather’s muff.  Brad wasn’t too far behind as he aimed his tongue at Tara’s narrow bush.  His prick was gobbled up by Heather. 

 

“Damn.  Look at that.”  Alex said with his arm around Janet.  “Want to join them?” 

 

Janet laughed and took his hand.  “Mom and Dad will be back in about 45 minutes.  That should give you enough time to fuck me the right way.”  They grabbed their clothes and ran up the steps. 

 

Heather tried to remember how Tara gave Brad his blowjob before.  Because Brad’s hotdog was now being swallowed whole by her small mouth. Brad proved again he was quick on the trigger as he exploded in Heather’s mouth.  She jerked her head back and spit out his spunk.  “Didn’t you learn anything at all?”  She yelled back at his head. 

Meagan’s mind was lost in passion heaven while the man of her dreams ate her pussy.  Mark’s prick felt different than Mike’s but she couldn’t put a hand on what the difference was.  Her mouth could.   She laughed to herself. 

 

Meagan was the first girl to climax and Tara was right behind her.  Tara’s second blowjob was a success as Mike yelled he was coming.  This time she removed her lips as he sprayed onto her neck and shoulders.  Mark came next but Heather was so happy she held back her climax.  Mark tried to get her off but he was too spent.  His head fell away and she groaned.  “Oh no please don’t stop.” 

 

Mark looked at his buddy Mike for help.  “Go ahead.”  Meagan laughed when Mike looked at her.   He dove forward and quickly resumed where Mark left off.  This time Heather let her dam go and her whole body blew apart.  “GO MIKE!  GO MIKE!”  Brad and Mark yelled seeing Heather come. 

 

Finally they all collapsed on the large rug.  “God.  That was……….unbelievable.”  Brad said as he pulled Tara into his arms. 

 

“I’ll say.”  Mark said as he did the same to Heather. 

 

Meagan and Mike didn’t have to say how good they felt.  She turned and kissed him.  Ten minutes later they all heard the garage door opening up. 

 

“Shit.”  Meagan cried.  “It’s my parents.”  She grabbed her clothes and quickly dressed.  She laughed when she saw Brad put his briefs on inside out. 

 

“Hurry.  Get out the Trivia game.”  She yelled at Tara who grabbed it off the shelf and quickly put some wedges on the board.  They all jumped around the game when the door opened and Meagan’s mom Mary moved down the stairs.

 

“Ah.  Isn’t that sweet.”  She said watching Brad as he pulled a card from the pile and read it to the group.  “Who said kids now-a-days can’t have good clean fun?” 

 

Heather held back her laughter as Meagan kicked her leg. 

“Any of you want a donut?  We stopped and got a dozen on the way home.”  She said. 

 

“I do!”  Brad cried out as he followed her up the stairs.  They all stopped the bogus game and followed Brad. 

 

“Where is your sister?”  Mary asked as they all grabbed their favorite donut from the box. 

 

“I think she might be upstairs.  I’m not sure.”  Meagan grinned. 

 

“She’s going to kill you.”  Tara whispered to Meagan as Mary turned and walked up the stairs. 

 

“MOM!”  Janet’s voice screamed from above. 

 

“Busted.”  Mike laughed as he swallowed his whole donut.  He grabbed another and stuffed it in his mouth. 

 

“Sex can make you hungry.”  Mike said not realizing Meagan’s father Fred had entered the house and was standing behind him. 

 

“Mike.”  Brad whispered and pointed back at Jim. 

 

Mike turned and felt the worst fear of his life.  Until the man smiled that is. 

 

“I’m glad you found the donuts.  We had to leave the movie early because my hearing aid died on me.” 

 

“Your hearing aid?”  Mike asked somewhat relieved. 

 

“WHAT?”  Fred shouted back at the boy. 

 

“NOTHING!”  Mike shouted back.  The man smiled and turned around to see Alex running down the stairs only wearing his jeans. 

 

“WHATS THAT ALL ABOUT?”  Fred turned and asked the kids standing around eating donuts. 

 

“DON’T KNOW DAD.  WE ARE GOING BACK DOWN STAIRS TO FINISH OUR TRIVIA GAME!”  Meagan shouted. 

 

Jim leaned over and whispered in her ear.  “I heard what Mike said.  Let’s talk later.” 

 

Meagan smiled and kissed him on his cheek. 

 

The following week Mike opened the store door and Meagan was his first customer.  He did not turn the “CLOSED” sign around and took her hand and led her into the back room. 

 

“We have an hour before the store opens.” He said as his lips pressed down to hers. Her tongue quickly found his. 

 

“Did you bring it?”  She asked looking up at him with her baby blues. 

 

He shook his head yes and pulled out the wrapped protection from his rear pocket.  They moved over to the small cot and slowly undressed each other.  They had not been intimate since the party and both were extremely horny. 

 

Meagan giggled as he tore open the package and pulled out the rubber.  “I’ve never did this before.”  He said looking at her. 

 

“Duh. Me neither.”  She laughed. 

 

“No.  I mean I’ve never put on a rubber before.”  He held it up and looked at it. 

 

“I think I can figure it out.” She laughed.  She took it from his trembling hands and calmly pushed it down over his Mount Rushmore. 

 

“Thanks.” He laughed. 

 

“Don’t mention it.”  She said as she moved back and opened her legs. 

 

“I mean it.”  She said while he positioned his body until his prick pushed at her maidenhead. 

 

“You mean what?” He asked panting.

 

“Don’t mention it.  I know how you boys like to talk.” 

 

“I won’t I promise.”  He moaned as he pushed forward until he felt something give. 

 

“Stop.” She said smiling.

 

“I didn’t hurt you did I?”  He worried. 

 

“A little but I’m OK.  I just want to experience my transformation from a girl to a woman.”  She smiled as she pulled him deeper inside of her.  Her legs wrapped around his waist. 

 

“Just remember you are my woman.”  He grunted as he pushed in and out, in and out.

 

“And, you are my man.”  She moaned as they raced to the finish line.  Mike tried to hold back but his first experience into a woman’s body was too much.  “Meagan.  I’m com…………….ing.” He announced. 

 

Meagan smiled as he unloaded his love deep inside her.  She did not climax but she knew there would be more opportunities.  She held him close and whispered in his ear.  “Did you bring any more?” 

 

Mike smiled.  “Of course.  A Boy Scout is always prepared.”  He discarded the filled rubber and pulled out the new one from his jeans lying on the floor.  He looked down at his limp tool. 

 

“There’s one problem.”  He laughed. 

 

“Don’t worry about him.  I’ll take care of that problem.  She turned her body and took his noodle between her lips.  Less than 30 seconds later her mouth was full of his manhood. 

 

The second time took a lot longer and it was Meagan whose screams shook the tiny shoe store.  The cot pushed against the shelf and a small shoe box fell down and smacked Mike on his ass.  “OUCH!”  He yelled.

 

“What was that?”  Meagan said as they both turned to see the small box. 

 

Mike remained hard inside of her pussy as he grabbed the box and looked inside.  “Shit.  Look at this.”  Meagan’s eyes opened wide when she saw its contents.

 

“Who would have guessed?” 

 

Note from Slickman:  I know the ending was a dirty trick but I wanted to leave the story open for a possible sequel.  However, I want you to give me some ideas about what was in the box.  Maybe I’ll use them and maybe I won’t?  This was a fun story because a lot of us played spin the bottle when we were younger and dreamed of having a game like this one.  Don’t forget to vote.  Thanks….Slick. 

 

Jessica always seemed to be slightly more mature than most her age.  I can’t pinpoint any one specific event or action that has me telling you this…it was just a perception. Watching her small breasts slowly develop over the next few years was exciting for me.  As this was happening I could tell that she knew more than her looks revealed. 

 

Little things would happen over the years that increasingly intrigued me and supported this belief.  When she was about thirteen she walked into the bathroom, timed perfectly as I was stepping out of the shower.  She made no effort to make a quick exit and every effort to get a look at my dick, and once she was successful she simply smiled and left.  This happened more than once over the years.

 

She would often ask that I go down to the lake early so she could swim. This chore I came to enjoy, because something would always happen that would give me a great look of her developing breasts.  Usually she would “lose” her top jumping off the high-dive and had no reluctance in letting me see her tits.  Neither of us ever said anything we would just laugh it off and I would usually help her tie her bikini top back on.

 

Deep inside I knew that Jess “knew”.  This was confirmed one night after much drinking on the part of the adults.  My wife, Paula, was exceptionally intoxicated; a state that made her exceptionally horny.  The sleeping arrangements were such that we slept in Jessica’s bed and Jessica would sleep on the living room couch.  This particular evening we were partying loud out in the living room and Jess had crashed in her room on a couple of beanbags.  As we went to bed, my wife paid no mind to the sleeping fourteen-year old, as she stripped us of our clothes and pushed me onto the bed.  Paula immediately wrapped her lips around my cock and proceeded to give me a vigorous blowjob.  It started to get a little noisy and I thought of the sleeping beauty just a few feet away.  I looked over to see if she was still sleeping, but what little light that came through the room was mostly concentrated on the bed where we were and with the remaining glow that illuminated the room, I could not tell if we were being watched or not. 

 

My cock was now fully erect and Paula was working it hard.  Because she was kneeling between my legs I could only reach her head as it bobbed up and down on my cock.  I kept my head turned towards Jess to see if she had been awakened by the vicious tongue-lashing my dick was taking, but I could not tell.  After about ten-minutes of working my cock, Paula was more than ready to have her pussy serviced.  She moved up and began to guide my dick to her anxious hole, but I easily rolled her drunken body over onto her back and dove my head between her legs.  My tongue quickly found her clit, which released a very loud moan from Paula. Her head rolled back and forth on the bed as I subjected her pussy to the same vigorous oral action that she had graced me with earlier.  Within minutes the wave of her first orgasm was crashing over her. Her breathing and moans became unchecked as she flooded my face with her juices. 

 

Now, I was ready to plow my eager cock into her hot pussy.  I grabbed her legs and pulled and rotated them to get us better oriented on the bed for our fuck-fest.  I quickly aimed my cock at the pussy and relentlessly plunged in, to the hilt. The scream that came from Paula would have waked the dead.  I was on my knees pounding her hot cunt for all it was worth.  This position put my back to the window, where the light was entering the room, and finally gave me a view of Jessica where I could see her and I could see that she was watching me dish out a fabulous fucking.  She could tell that I was now watching her watch us.  The whole thought of having an audience thrilled me to the core.  Paula thrashed around on the bed under the pounding I was giving her and her moans gave way to repeated vocal encouragement that begged, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me with that big cock”, “don’t stop, don’t stop, oh fucking God, I am coming again, fuck, fuck, fuck”.  This became her mantra for several minutes as we bumped and ground together. 

 

This mantra must have animated Jessica, because she slowly moved, to what I thought was to give her a better view of us, but quickly discovered was to give me a better view of her.  She pulled up her nightshirt to reveal her sweet little pussy and her wonderful little tits.  This sight was way too much and it sent me over the edge.  I wanted Jessica to see what she had done, so I pulled out of Paula’s cunt and proceed to shower my come all over Paula.  Usually I experience a little down time between shots, but I could not remember when my level of excitement was ever higher or my cock harder

 

Paula immediately expressed displeasure, assuming that there would be a break in the action, but I silenced her objections by continuing the relentless pounding of her hot cunt.  She began to come again and started to play with her come soaked tits and nipples.  It became a show as I fucked Paula.  I wanted Jessica to know what a real fucking was all about, so I kept Paula over the edge for the longest time in memory.  Paula even commented between her sultry porno rants, “You’ve never fucked me like this before, don’t stop”. 

 

Jessica has begun to play with her breasts, imitating the actions of Paula.  I just continued to watch her and impale the gushing pussy under me.  Jess moved one hand down to her own cunt and began to explore it’s recesses.  Soon she had a finger buried to the knuckle and began to match my in and out motions that I was subjecting Paula to with my cock.  Soon she was slinging her head back and I could tell that she was close to bringing herself to orgasm.  I thought that I would attempt to time my second shot with her release.  I picked up the pace of my pussy pounding to bring me closer to Jessica’s orgasm.  It was purely coincidental that Paula began to let go with a huge gushing orgasm at the same time I saw Jessica’s body tense and convulse.  Paula’s gushing come was all I needed to fall off the edge and again I pulled out of Paula and jerked my cock and shot all over Paula again, with Jessica silently witnessing.

 

I had now overloaded my cardio-vascular system and collapsed on top of Paula’s come soaked body.  While I could not distinguish the expression on her face, I imagined that Jessica was lying just feet away with a huge smile on her face.  She was still, but had made no effort to cover up.  I could make out the curves of her body and her breasts as she lay there.

 

I thought I was done, but Paula had other intentions.  She rolled me off of her and began operations to re-inflate her love stick.  We had switched positions and she now had the same view of Jessica that I had.  While her head was buried in my crotch sucking her juices off of my dick and she could not see Jessica, it occurred to me that once I was hard again Paula would take the top, a favorite position of hers, and fuck us both to oblivion.  The thought of her getting a show from Jessica, like I did, brought my cock to life in record time.  Like I predicted, Paula moved over my cock and guided it into her swollen pussy.  She began to rock back and forth and I soon buried deep in her.  She positioned her legs on the bed and began to move up and down on my shaft, slowly at first, but ever increasing in speed.  In less than a minute the gushing flows of an orgasm began to erupt from her pussy, soaking me and the bed.  This release was only reason for her to work for another, which came on quickly, but just as the second gush rushed from her pussy, Paula froze.  I looked to find her gaze fixed in the direction of Jessica.  I did not dare look up to see what Jess was doing.  I just started moving my pelvis up and down to replace the motions that Paula had ceased.  I knew Paula was watching Jessica.  It seemed like eons before Paula’s attention returned to the cock buried in her pussy, but when it did it returned with a fury. 

 

She began to fuck me like there was no tomorrow.  Her cunt clamped down on my dick like a vise.  I knew that she too was putting on a show for our little voyeur and it was most rewarding.  Paula’s mantras became more graphic as she rode my cock, exclaiming loudly and repeatedly, “I love having a big dick in my hot pussy”. “You like fucking a nice tight pussy don’t you?” “That tight little pussy is going to make you come”.

 

My mind could only believe that the pussy in her rant was Jessica’s and with the hot juices flowing from Paula’s cunt, I was again headed down the path of eruption.  As my body tensed up for its release, Paula quickly hopped off and moved her head to my cock.  After she jerked the first blast from my cock she engulfed my dick in her mouth and the remaining shots poured into her mouth and down her throat.  After thoroughly cleaning my cock she looked towards Jessica and seductively lay down with her head on my chest and shoulder.  We held each other in satisfied silent bliss each with our own thoughts of what we had just experienced, mine fixated on fucking the voyeuristic minx lying a few feet away, my dick getting harder with every thought.

 

It was late and the volumes of beer and alcohol consumed earlier in the evening were winning the battle of the bladder.  I got up to go to the bathroom, searching futilely for something to cover up with on the way out of the room.  I was a little shocked when I returned to the room to find Jessica's face buried between Paula’s legs.  I stood and watched momentarily before Paula realized I was there.  She reached out for my cock and pulled it to her lips a commenced the most erotic blowjob I had ever experienced.  My mind was spinning as I watched Jessica bring Paula closer to an orgasm.  Paula pulled her mouth away from my cock and her mantras began, “don’t hate me, just fuck me, fuck me with that lovely tongue of yours, don’t hate me, it feels so fucking good, a girl is different you know, don’t hate me, fuck me, just fuck me, oh God it’s been so fucking long”.  How can a guy hate a woman because she likes girls?  I knew that Paula had done a few girls in her early years, but never since we had been married.  She often spoke of the desire to do it again.  Paula would rotate between orgasms, sucking my cock and chanting her sultry mantras.  Jessica was working her pussy good for a beginner.  I was certainly enjoying the show. 

 

After several minutes and providing numerous orgasms, Jessica moved up and lay on her side next to Paula, caressing her breast with one of her small hands.  Paula released my dick and shifted towards Jessica and their mouths inched together in a long deep kiss.  I climbed up on the bed and moved to the other side of Jessica.  I lifted her  arm and exposed her small breast and moved my mouth to it.  The electricity that flowed between her breast and my mouth could have lit a small city.  Her kiss with Paula became even more passionate.  I concentrated my tongue on her small erect nipple.  Her legs began to open allowing me access to her pussy.  My fingers found their way past her mound to her clit. The resulting orgasm shattered the kiss between her and Paula and awakened Paula to my intentions with Jessica. 

 

I was alternating between a finger fuck and her clit while sucking her nipple.  Paula put her mouth to Jessica's other nipple and moved her hand down to Jessica’s clit.  The tag team was overwhelming. Jessica’s body began to tense and convulse with waves of orgasm.  The slur of obscenities from her mouth only encouraged me to finger her tight pussy faster.  She begged to be fucked, “ fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, stick that big fat dick in me and fuck me like you fuck Paula”.  She was gushing come as she screamed for my dick.  Paula pulled my hand from Jessica’s pussy and told me to go ahead and fuck her, “go easy” she instructed.  I got up over her tight little body and spread her legs out to each side.  Jessica found my hard dick and guided it to her hot little pussy.  Her breathing was fast and heavy.  As I started to push in, Paula whispered in her ear that she was going to love it.  My dick stretched her tight little pussy and made its way past her lips.  Her whimper was silenced with a kiss from Paula.  I pushed in further.  This was by far the tightest pussy my cock had ever been in. I pulled out slightly and then continued my forward progress.  Jessica had to pull away from Paula’s kiss to because she could not get enough air.  I slowly started my back and forth motion inside her box.   My dick was screaming to come.  Further and further I sawed into her cunt. Orgasm after orgasm began to rise from her depths.  Paula was sucking on her nipples as I got into an increasingly faster rhythm of fucking this little beauty.  Before long I had her stretched out and was banging her full blast just as she requested.  This started the flow of sultry obscenities begging for more.  With this Paula got up and straddled Jessica’s face, facing me.  Jessica pulled Paula’s pussy to her mouth and began to work her clit.  I fucked Jessica feverishly as I kissed Paula from her mouth to her tits.  The action on Paula’s clit began to produce more sultry ramblings from Paula.  She began to encourage me to fuck Jessica harder, “ fuck her like the little slut she is, is that all you have to give her?, make her want it forever, fuck my little slut, if you’re a good boy I’ll let you fuck her again one day”. Between Paula’s words and Jessica’s tight pussy my cock could take no more.  Paula saw me begin to tense up.  “Fill her up, come in that tight little cunt of hers, let her feel your come splash deep inside her little twat".

 

My come hit Jessica hard and she had a screaming orgasm that threatened to wake her parents and ruin the evening activities.  I gently pulled out of her and gave Paula a long passionate thank you kiss.  Paula moved to Jessica’s side and told her that if she was going to fuck her man that she had to return him clean.  Jessica got up and pushed me to my back on the bed and began to lick my semi-hard cock clean.  She was surprisingly good at sucking dick.  Paula rotated Jessica over to get access to her come latent cunt and began lick her pussy clean.  This had me hard again and I began encouraging Jessica to suck harder and make me come.  I wanted to come in her mouth, but knew that it would take some time to get me to come again.  She worked my dick hard jerking me with her hand as she sucked feverishly.  Paula’s tongue was a slight distraction to Jessica’s oral endeavors, as Jessica experienced yet another orgasm.  Her hot breath on my dick felt wonderful as she panted the orgasm away.  Paula knew the challenge ahead of Jessica to make me come again, so she worked her way up to me and began to whisper those sultry sweet nothings into my ear, promising me future pleasures that are indescribable if I would only feed her little come slut: endless nights of  sexual pleasures and gratification with her little sex kitten.

 

I was blasting into Jessica’s mouth in record time.  She swallowed every drop and looked up at Paula with the biggest smile of accomplishment.  I pulled Jessica down to me and planted a big kiss on her, using my tongue to probe for any remains of my deposit in her lovely mouth.

 

Paula separated us and reminded us that we need to save it for another day.  Jessica found her nightshirt and slipped out to the couch.  Paula and I tried to find a dry spot on the bed and fell into each other’s arms giggling like teenagers over what had just happened.  It was a good night.

Most of the kids are somewhat sexually active before high school. Theere are a fair number of merged families with kids from each about the same age which leads to another common joke here: "Hi! I'm your new brother. Let's fuck"

I'd also heard about step-dads fucking their new step-daughters but I never believed it until I found a friend in that situation.

I'm Julie and I'm seventeen as are most of the other kids in this story. Melody, Denise and I were the planning committee for a party. Our crowd is comprised of good kids; i.e. we can handle aparty with plenty of booze and sex without becoming a public nuisance or any outbursts of uncivil behavior.

Melody dropped by my house and we were going to travel to Denise's house to discuss some details of our plan. We headed over there a little earlier than we'd planned.

As we walked up to her house there was a certain noise inside that made us hesitate and look in the window. The noise was a guy screaming "Fuck! Fuck" and other bits of exclamitory exuberance (like that phrase?).

What we saw was Denise's tall athletic body, naked, bent over the arm of the couch, and her step-dad with his pants down, fucking her from behind! She was squealing ordinary fucking squeals.

Another man was on the couch with his pants down and Denise's mom was sucking his cock! She wasn't naked, just dissheveled, like she'd had some groping.

Melody and I stood there with dropped jaws. We retreated a bit to be sure we wouldn't be easily seen and continued to watch in facination. We both quietly exclaimed "Oh, my God!" and rubbed our pussies.

"I think we'd better come back in an hour or so" I suggested.

"Yeah, but let's see a little more first" Melody rejoined.

The step-dad announced his climax with a bellow, withdrew, and rubbed his spent cock on Denise's ass.

The other man, handed the step-dad a wad of cash (!), got up and fucked Denise the same way. Denise's mom sucked her husband some, but mostly watched the fucking show. Melody and I were drippy with excitement.

"O K, I'm gonna do it now" the fucker shouted and shoved his cock in Denise's asshole!

Melody and I both knew what that felt like; sometimes good , sometimes awful. Denise didn't seem to have either reaction. She winced and groaned but her ass was welcoming that pumping cock. We stayed until the the fucker climaxed in Denise's asshole and shouted "That was great, Baby!"

Melody and I scampered back to my car and drove off. We decided to kill some time at a fast-food place before heading back to Denise's house.

"Do you believe that?" Melody gushed.

Neither of us did. We were stunned. We were also in damp panties.

"So, not only does step-dad fuck Denise, he pimps her too!" I squealed, "I'd never have believed!"

We rattled on and on, and replayed the whole scene a dozen times before we got back in the car to return to Denise's house.

"Are you still horny?" Melody asked.

"Let's get in the back seat" I suggested.

We did, dropped our jeans and finger-fucked each other. We'd done that since slumber party days and always enjoyed each other. It was good as quickies go; we promised each other better work next time.

We got back to Denise's house and she welcomed us in as though nothing had happened. She and her mom were the only ones there. Melody and I never let on that we'd seen her fucking.

We discussed our invitations to the party. We wanted to have couples inclined to mingle sexually; kids who swapped partners, did orgies or would be willing to do so. I thought all three of us fit in that catagory, but Denise surprised us.

"Jimmy and I are actually pretty faithful to each other " she said.

What! I guess she thinks fucking with adults doesn't count. At seventeen, I think they count.

"Well, nobody will have to fuck around" I replied, "but if we have enough who will, we can organize some games like drawing partners for an hour at a time. Not that anyone would have to do sex in that hour"

We discussed a managable number and came up with twelve couples. I thought that might be too may since they'd take up a lot more space horizontal than vertical.

I had arranged to use my Aunt Nancy's house. She'd OK anything but drugs and violence. No problem, we're good kids; just sex mad. Aunt Nancy is my mom's younger sister. The house had three bedroomsa, a rec room, a deck and nooks and crannys.

As days went on, we invited twelve couples. We got ten acceptances. Melody and her bf Brian, Denise and her bf Jimmy, and my bf Jeff and I were the set-up committee. We let everyone know that we'd have something organized that would be fun and different.

The night of the party, Aunt Nancy took charge as bartender (with power to cut off any who'd had too much) and I was the official hostess. I announced the game, but I counldn't call play by play because I was in it.

Each girl would be dealt a card for the order or draw from a hat full of cards with the names of the boys. They had to redraw if they got their boyfriends. Then they'd be "married" to them for the next hour. We’d have an hour intermission and do it again.

Everyone had to have a diferent partner the second time. Girls, go to your guys. Guys, you may kiss the bride.

I drew Rick, a rather tall slim guy, and Mary Jean’s bf. I hadn’t had any experience with him lately, but I’d sucked him off in eigth grade. I liked it then. I’m sure his dick is longer and stronger now.

Denise drew my bf Jeff. I think Denise has a more muscular body than Jeff but he’s good at using the muscle she’ll want.

Melody drew Bobby, one of our school’s star atheletes. I hope he fucks her brains out.

"Anyone using the bedrooms has to share" I announced.

Rick whispered that he’d like to claim a bed space ahead of the crowd. When I smiled in reaction to his pat on the ass, he said "Let’s go!" We almost ran to Aunt Nancy’s bedroom to be first on the biggest bed. We were just wearing shorts and T-shirts, so nudity came fast.

"I’d like a little of your specialty" Rich said and presented his stiff cock. I went right to my knees to suck. I gave him a lusty licking all over his cock and balls.

"This was only my specialty before I fucked" I giggled.

His cock was good sucking, and though he's considerably tyaller that I am, he got enough licks on my pussy to keep me excited. We licked a little longer and I got him up in my saddle. God! His cock was long enough to make me squeal at first stroke.

We'd just got in rhythm when another couple came in. It was Melody's Brian with a girl named Beth. They stayed off the bed for a time. Brian was standing, commenting on our fuck while Beth was on her knees sucking.

Rick and I were pumping organs pretty well when Beth was plopped down beside me. Brian was licking her cunt when she reached over and squeezed my tit. I returned the salutation. Rick squeezed her tit too. Brian mounted Beth and the whole world found out that Beth was a screamer! I'm sometimes loud, but I'm not in her league. Brian got into the tit squeezing mode on my body. All hands were full of tit most times.

I clamped my cunt on Rick and brought him off with me in an ass-banging climax that left both of us panting!

There was no room on the bed for Rick to roll off, so I held him as long as I could. Then we rolled over together and I slithered down his body and slurped on his cock and balls.

In a minute, Beth stopped screaming as she came down from her orgasm. She was soon down between Brian's legs.

Beth and I swapped cocks for a moment, but mostly sucked our own guys. Both guys groped both of us. Time to rest.

Brian asked Beth if he could fuck her ass. She wasn't very warm to the suggestion, but like me, she knew he got it from Melody. Beth said she didn't have any lubrication. Brian said he knew I'd have some. I said I'd only give it if Beth asked for it. They negotiated some and Beth finally agreed to her asshole invasion. I produced the lube from my jeans pocket and Brian applied it. He invited Rick to participate in shoving it in Beth's ass.

Brian suggested they swap cocksuckers until they were ready for action. That was good with me. I liked sucking Brian's dick well enough. We had a history. Beth was happy with Rick's cock too.

Beth was still sucking when Brian put her in position and slowly plugged her ass. Rick had revived and I wanted his hard-on in my pussy. He doggied me with a little ass fingering that was alll the excitement I wanted there at the time.

The guys came about the same time. Rick filled my pussy and Brian blasted a load up Beth's ass that helped give her another screaming orgasm.

We were fucked out and almost out of time. Our "marriages" would dissolve in ten minutes. I sucked a bit in that ten minutes and let Rick know there'd be future opportunities.

The group reassembled to party. Few wore more than underpants and a few wore nothing, Melody among them.

Jeff was very attentive to me. I'm sure he'd had a good fuck with Denise and wanted to reassure me of his affection.

The hour before our second "marriage" was spent gabbing, groping, dancing and drinking. No real heavy sex took place, but a lot of future dates were made, often with a hands-on approach.

It was time to draw new partners.

Jeff was drawn by Janet. Damn! If there's one girl I might be jealous of, it would be Janet, the blonde bombshell. I hoped Jeff would slam her hard up her ass!

I drew Rudy the Red. He's red-haired, and his face is too. He says we're practically related be cause my (divorced) father has been screwing his (divorced) mother most of the past year. We'd never had sex before, but now that the opportunity was here, we were both eager to get it on.

We kissed and squeezed. Well he squeezed more since my tits were bare and available. My aunt's bedroom was full before we got there, so we wound up in the rec room where two other couples were getting it on. We soon became oblivious to the crowd.

I was eager to get down on his cock. His skin is so light, it almost glows red! I thought he was delicious.We got in a sixty-nine for a while and I was juicy and excited when he got on me. We had a very romantic fuck that kept my legs tight on his ass and his dick pumping furiously. We both got off nicely.

"You're a noisy little fucker, aren't you, Julie?" he commented.

"Not compared to some I've heard lately" I giggled.

About that time another girl in the room started sounding off. I looked over to see Rick was fucking her. No wonder.

Rudy and I cuddled and petted for a while. Iasked if he'd give me some in the ass next round. He was surprised. I was surprised at myself. I told him what I wanted; me on my back and him kneeling, starting in my pussy and then push my legs forward and change holes when I told him to. I had him lube and finger-fuck my ass while I sucked.

It went just as I planned except that he pushed in too hard and I had to stop him for a moment. We resumed and I soon had his full length sliding up my chute. We both fingered my pussy and I had my orgasm about the time he shot his load. We kissed passionately.

God! Here was another guy I wanted a lot more of! We cuddled until our time was up. I made promises for many future fucks.

The entire mob assembled to sort themselves out and say goodnight. Everyone I saw went back to their original partners, at least for the time being. All agreed it had been a fabulous party.

Who's hosting the next orgy? No volunteers yet, but they're thinking about it.

THE END

(Note: I'm considering a sequel. More of this group or had enough of them? Tell me on the review page.)