After everybody had gotten their rocks off, Mike and Jessica gave his brother and Lizzy their guitar lessons, everybody still naked while they played. Mike then told them that he was going to have Matt, Brujo's Spell bassist Ben Stockwell and Travis come over Sunday for a jam and that Lizzy and little brother should learn AC/DC's "Whole Lotta Rosie" and "Highway to Hell." While the musicianship required to play your average song by the Aussie quintet wasn't much, to ask a couple of beginners to learn two songs overnight was going to be a formidable test of their tenacity and focus. Mike was having them absorb it  because the way those songs are structured makes extended jamming over them rather easy and Mike also wanted Lizzy and his brother to feel like they had a chance of competing with far more advanced musicians so that they would be encouraged to continue.

Lizzy stayed up until 3 a.m. that night to get it perfect, including Angus Young's solos. Little brother got all of "Whole Lotta Rosie" under his fingers but then got bored by midnight and skipped learning the solo for "Highway to Hell" because he figured he would  just fake it.

Mike and little bro picked Lizzy and her amp up at 9.a.m. because Mike was going to have her play one of his guitars since the pickups on a Squier are  notoriously weak. The first couple of hours, everybody just fucked around in the pool and hot tub and generally hung out, taking time for their bathing suits to dry out before they all went upstairs. Lizzy offered to carry Jessica up since she claimed she had the strength in her legs to do it due to not just her swimming, but the weight training they used to build power in the water. Jessica was leery of it, but Lizzy wanted to show off and so she did indeed haul the diminutive Asian up two flights of stairs to the music/game room and dropped her on a chair in front of Jessica'a Marshall. Jessica thanked Lizzy and hugged her. Mike brought up his ESP MH-1000 because he knew that Lizzy liked stuff like Atreyu and Sum 41 and the EMG pickups in that guitar are good for that darker, dirgier sound. Mike turned to Lizzy and told her that because the music they would be playing was really aggressive, she should just cut loose and it was okay to play like a man and not hold back. But he also warned everybody that their contributions should have definite beginnings, middles and ends and that aimless noodling was not going to cut it. "Keep it crisp and say something," as Mike put it.

To start the jam, Mike showed them a five note riff he created and the idea was to use it to loosen everybody up and get  the creative juices flowing.  Jessica had the first solo and spun out a scalding 16 bar improvisation and then Mike nodded to Lizzy, who did a vicious 12 bar pentatonic based cadenza before little brother kind of ran into a dead end with his. Mike picked it up and went off for 16 bars, wrapping it up with some pick tapping and the bassist and drummer were also given a chance and it continued from there, everybody laughing at each other's clangers, making funny faces, doing a little trash talking and just generally becoming relaxed. Lizzy was feeling good and not so intimidated anymore.

Mike called out "Whole Lotta Rosie." Matt counted it down with his sticks and Lizzy hit it right on the downbeat as they went headlong into the tune, Travis preening, leering, screaming and just generally acting lead singerish. The solo section came around and Jessica tried to superimpose what almost sounded like Frank Gambale style legatos over it and it wasn't successful, but at least it was different. Lizzy then did Angus' solo note perfect. Jessica saw the intense focus in Lizzy's eyes as her fingers carried the part out before little bro got his shot and he more or less echoed her solo before Mike went nuts with every technical trick in the book before handing it back to Jessica, who told Lizzy to trade four bar sections with her. Jessica played a phrase and then Lizzy was supposed to improvise against it. The results were mixed because Lizzy's technical vocabulary was still pretty limited, but she liked the challenge of it. Mike then had his brother do the same with him and, again, the results were mixed before Mike yelled to take it home to a somewhat shambolic conclusion.

Jessica told Lizzy to commence the song with the simple intro riff before Travis came in and put his arm around her while he did the first verse. The normal version of the song has a very short solo section, but they drew that out so that they could keep improvising over it and they just let it ride. A lot of it was pretty sloppy, but good dumb fun and everyone was in an ebullient mood after they ended it. "Fuck Travis, you're the best singer I've ever heard in my life!" Lizzy burbled. "Why thank you little girl," he reacted in his Alabama accent. "You can really tear up that guitar." "Thank you!" she answered. Lizzy felt like she had held her own and Jessica was gratified with her performance. Lizzy was still riding the adrenalin that the rhythms of the songs provoked and the noises she elicited out of her guitar were satisfactory to her.

"So what do we do next?" Matt wondered. "Black Dog is always good for a jam," Mike proffered. Jessica then turned to Lizzy and Mike's brother. "I know you guys don't know how to play the tune, but what we'll do is go through the first solo section and then repeat the groove and you can just do your own solo over it. It's such a cool groove that we can go on for a while and not get tired of playing it,  so feel free to stretch out, but try not to waste anyone's time either with pointless meandering," Jessica inculcated.

They kicked off the song and then Mike did the first solo section and then they just kept repeating the groove. Jessica did a Jeff Beck-like passage with some whammy bar tricks and then nodded at Lizzy. Lizzy could hear the pentatonic feel and knew what notes she could use as a result and tried improvising all over the neck with it. Her speed and articulation weren't really there yet to fulfill what she tried to do, but when she finished, the bassist yelled, "stop!" "Hey Lizzy, you played a lick like...." before he attempted to recapitulated it on his four string. "I think I played...."  before she reproduced it. "Yeah, that's it. Mike, dude, we need to write a song around that!" he advocated. "Let me get something to write with so I can tab it out." Mike hastily went back downstairs and came back up with his notebook and a pen. "Okay Lizzy, do it again," he commanded. She did a few times so that Mike could ensure that he had transcribed it correctly. Mike then picked up his Strat to play it and Jessica began playing it, too. Mike wrote it down as "Lizzy's song." "Don't worry Lizzy, if we get famous and end up turning this into a song, we'll give you credit, though any changes and additions get songwriting credit, too, so the royalties will get split up." "Okay, she agreed. "Something I played might get turned into  a song? That's so cool!" she thought to herself.

Mike declared that they were gong to do "The Trooper" and that they were going to do a two solo part separated by a riff in between them and that is what little bro and Lizzy would be expected to solo over. "We'll play it through and then do a turnaround there and you pick it up." Lizzy watched Mike and Jessica weave around each other as if they were born to do it. She was in awe, seeing it as a sign of how close they were as a couple. When the section came up and Jessica nodded to Lizzy, she tried doing some tapping in the first part, which Jessica had just started teaching her, before then aiming to play as fast as she could in the second section, which didn't really work. Little bro took his turn and was trying to feel around the solos that were part of the original song. They went back and fourth like that for the next five minutes before Mike yelled to go to the end section and they closed it out. Mike's mom came upstairs and brought them some cokes and a bowl of nachos. They sat around kibitzing about music and Travis and Ben were getting to know Lizzy. The more experienced players also critiqued Lizzy's and Mike's brother's playing. "Maybe when Jessica goes to medical school you can replace her in our band Lizzy," Mike joked, which made her smile.

A little while later, Mrs. Alyea came up and asked Lizzy if she had a meet next Sunday,. When Lizzy said no, Mrs. Alyea said, "Oh good. We're having a pool party and you and your family are invited. Jessica, tell your mom not to bring anything. We'll take care of everything here."

Monday, everybody's grades for the past semester arrived in the mail and Lizzy posted a 4.0 for only the second time since she was in 7th grade and her parents were, of course, very happy with that and credited the help Mike and Jessica had given her for that outcome. Jessica finished her high school career with nothing less than an A. Little brother's grades were his best post-elementary school marks, pulling a low B, and Mike's were 3.6 again.

That Sunday, they had the pool party and Lizzy, Jessica and Jennifer insisted on helping Stephanie Alyea with the food anyway even though Stephanie tried to fend them off. The party was a feast for Lizzy, though not just because of the food and drinks. Unbeknownst to just about everyone who was familiar with her, Lizzy was bisexual. So when she saw Lindy Cooperville, Travis' 20 year old girlfriend and  a tall blonde with a flat stomach, killer legs and a big rack, she fantasized what was under her bikini, which gave her a bigtime wet on. She also had been fantasizing about bedding Jessica since meeting her and she definitely picked up on it when Jessica's mom sat next to her for a while but real close, and was touching her a lot and making heavy eye contact. Lizzy had slept with a couple of the girls on the swim squad, too, and while she
liked men for their cocks, power, strength and being dominated by them was like a vacation from her innate need to always compete, she loved being swaddled in the soft, warm arms of another female and was equally fond of eating pussy., the lyrical moans of a woman's lust like music of the spheres to her. She was also sure that playing guitar would, like it did for Avril Lavigne and Joan Jett, attract more girls to her.

Jessica noticed the way Lizzy looked at her at times, as if she wanted to turn Jessica into lunch. The only woman, though, that Jessica was interested in having sex with was her mom and that more for spiritual reasons as opposed to physical. On the other hand, every man at the party imagined themselves giving Lizzy a right good rogering.

For Lizzy's parents, they had been to homes of the wealthy as part of Democratic Party fundraisers, but this was the first time they had been invited socially to one. They were both struck by how nice Jessica's and Mike's mothers were and the pugnaciousness of their husbands. Lizzy's 12 year old brother was having a blast since his family didn't have a pool and he got to ogle lots of pretty girls. Mike's mom told Lizzy's mother that her youngest son had really settled down since he had started seeing the 16 year old athlete while Mrs. Tresbourne thanked her for what Mike and her son had done for her daughter, though she obviously didn't know about Lizzy's restraining and being turned into a fuck object every now and again. "As long as she's seeing my son you guys are family," Stephanie told the Tresbournes.

Eventually, getting bored, Lizzy and Mike's brother snuck off to his bedroom for a kiss and a suck. He fingered her until she came and, thus their horniness exorcised, they returned to the party. When their bathing suits dried out, Mike, Jessica, Lizzy and Mike's little brother sat in a circle in the living room and played their guitars acoustically as they joked and spoke with one another. Lizzy and the little brother were also being given more lessons. Lizzy's brother Austin demanded that Mike teach him to play, too, and so they spent some time showing the kid some of the basics. Mike then laid the same pitch on Austin that he did on his brother: "if you learn to play this well, you have a chance of ending up with someone like my fiance here because if I didn't know how to play there isn't a chance in hell I would have had a chance of meeting her," he said, pointing at Jessica. The youngster, who had been sneaking peeks at the crotch of the cross legged sitting Asian cutie, eagerly swallowed that hook whole. Eventually, they went upstairs to plug in, with Travis, Matt, Adrian, Ben and Dennis and their girlfriends (though in Adrian's case, his wife) joining them while the older folks talked about politics, the stock market, the housing market, whether pro football would come back to L.A., etc. Around six, the cool marine layer began to come in and everybody took that as their cue to leave. Lizzy and Jennifer helped with the clean up and before Jennifer and Carl left, Jennifer gave Lizzy a big hug and then looked around to see if anyone was watching. Nobody was, so she put a deep, passionate kiss on Lizzy and then winked, "don't be a stranger hon."

Lizzy thought that Mrs. Hamada was very good looking and in good shape for being 46. She still had no idea, though, that it was Jennifer who ate her boyfriend's cum out of her snatch a while back. When Jennifer and Carl got into the car to go home, she remarked, "god, I want to fuck Lizzy so bad." "You're not the only one, toots," Carl rejoindered. "Did you see how tight her body is? Oh my God!" Jennifer lustily observed. "Yeah, she's got a nice ass on her, doesn't she?" Carl agreed.

Mike assembled his brother, Jessica and Lizzy and they went to Jessica's house about an hour later since they would be safer playing there than at his place. Lizzy phoned her mom to let her know she was over at Jessica's. Both Lizzy and Jessica were ordered to strip. Jennifer appeared in the doorway and asked Mike's brother if it was okay for her to play with his property. "Absolutely Mrs. Hamada." Jennifer smiled and gave little bro a hug. "Thank you Master." Jennifer lost her clothes. Her teats were erect since Carl had put locking nipple rings on them when they arrived home. Lizzy scanned Jennifer's face and body, her mouth watering at her d-cups, shaved pussy and slim legs. "Get up and lay in bed sweety," Jennifer said to Lizzy. She slid in to Lizzy's left in the bed and took her in her arms, looking directly in her eyes. Jennifer's eyes twinkled, her hand brushing Lizzy's boobs. She leaned down to kiss her. Lizzy moaned as Jennifer's soft, tender lips met her own. Jennifer enveloped Lizzy's body in her arms and almost panting, said, "you're such a beautiful girl Lizzy. I hope this won't be the last time I get to make love to you." And with that, Jennifer kissed Lizzy hard as her hands felt her muscles in her back and the power in the younger woman's arms as she hugged her senior. "God Mrs. Hamada, you're such a good kisser!" Lizzy evaluated, before diving back in with some lip wrestling action. Jennifer used her lefthand to tickle Lizzy's little nipples and she interspersed that by sucking the left one. "Ohhh God, I love that," Lizzy moaned. Her love canal was at flood stage now, as their smooth skins pressed against each other.

Jennifer's lefthand drifted down to Lizzy's moist twat and bullied her clit and nuzzled her slit, Jennifer feeling Lizzy's cute little mound under the heel of her palm. "Oh yes Mrs. Hamada, oh my God, that's good," Lizzy sighed, her breathing having a dreamy quality to it as the endorphin drip fed her brain. It had been a year since she had a girl's naked body next to hers and she was enjoying the sensations Jennifer gave her to the max, her wetness now making her pubic hair seem to sparkle under the light of the room. Jennifer's fingers circled faster and faster on Lizzy's love nubbin and her suckling on her nipples was more passionate and intense. Lizzy's brain registered the climbing heat within, her hips beginning to buck as her anxiousness to be rolled over the falls increasing and then it happened, her clit shuddered and injected a huge dose of pleasure through her body., panting as if she had just done 3000 meters in the pool.

Jennifer coasted down to the end of the bed and her tongue toured her vertical smile, drinking in the juices as if she had just gotten off a caravan through the Sahara. She gently rubbed her tongue against Lizzy's soft, wet vulva and then to her clit, where she swirled it around the hood and darted it right at the tip of it, causing her to shiver and moan. Lizzy stroked the back of Jennifer's head as Jennifer continued to make love to Lizzy's pussy with her mouth, the pinkness of her cunt like a beautiful flower in Mrs. Hamada's eyes. Jennifer then loaded two of her fingers into Lizzy's dripping tunnel and felt for the ridges on the upper wall and lightly and carefully strummed them. Lizzy let out a couple of long moans. "Oh God, I'm going to cum!" Lizzy announced and, in the wake of a series of rapid pants, she came in a chain of quickly quaking convulsions, the ecstasy she felt not able to be described verbally. "I'll be right back sweety. Don't move," Jennifer instructed Lizzy.

A couple of minutes later, Jennifer returned with a strap on. She pulled it on and then got on top of Lizzy and slowly bored the artificial cock as deep as it would go in the teenager's pussy. Lizzy hitched her hips up and rested her legs on Jennifer's back. "Give it to me hard Mrs. Hamada. I love it really rough," she disclosed. "Okay dear," she replied and she languidly began to thrust the man made lickin' stick. "Ohhhh yesssssss," Lizzy said, sounding like she was being dosed with her favorite drug. Jennifer then put her arms around Lizzy's shoulders and neck for leverage and began to pump her hips as fast she could. "Oh fuck yes Mrs. Hamada, god, oh my god," she gasped desperately. Jennifer gazed at Lizzy's pretty face as her hips undulated the gel fuck stick in and out of her lover, her reward being the growing number of gasps and moans as well as the feel of the softness of her body that sheathed her toned muscles. "Have a nice cum for me Lizzy, really let go sweety!" Jennifer encouraged. Jennifer had to stop for a second to reload her hip muscles and then returned to ramming her sex with gusto, hearing the impact of her pubic bone on Lizzy's ass, tattooing it an ever escalating tempo. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck," Lizzy cried, rocking her pubic muscles on Jennifer's cock as it impaled her. Lizzy voicelessly screamed and dug her nails into Jennifer's back before the orgasm applied the finishing blow to her sensibilities, almost hyperventilating as the pleasure was disseminated to every sector of her being.

Jennifer pulled out of her victim and then told her to sit up as Jennifer stood on  the bed and had Lizzy suck her juices off of the gel penis. Jennifer then took it out of Lizzy's mouth and dropped to her knees to give the high schooler another impassioned kiss. "I love you Lizzy. You're such a beautiful girl," Jennifer informed her. "You're the one that's beautiful, Mrs. Hamada. I love you, too." Jennifer then faced Mike's little brother and apologized for taking so much time with his property. Little bro, who was stone by then, said he didn't mind. "Fuckpet shall remain on the bed," little bro commanded Lizzy. He climbed on to her and fucked her like his crotch was on fire and her pussy was a pool of water, depositing a colossal volume of cum into her while she quivered in the aftermath of another orgasm. 

Mike and Jessica took their turn doing the wild thing, as he pierced her tender peach with his flesh knife with all the savagery of a mideaval knight dispatching an opponent on a Middle East battlefield. "Wow, Master, that may be the hardest your little Asian fucktoy has been screwed since he met her." "Fucktoy may be right," Mike confessed.

Everybody got dressed and Mike and little brother took Lizzy home. While that was occurring, Carl had gone into Jessica's room and reamed his daughter's cum smeared penis pocket, bestowing on her a pair of orgasms. He then had Jennifer eat his filling out of Jessica's jelly roll before they all piled into the Hamada marital bed and fell asleep with their arms around each other.