4 comments/ 41876 views/ 6 favorites The Swimming Pool 1964 By: TxRad In the early spring of 1962 I was sixteen. I had been raised most of my life in the country on a lake where swimming was an everyday thing. When we moved to the city I found the thing I missed the most was swimming in the lake. I had tried the city pools but found them too crowded and rowdy for my taste. When you're used to having a whole lake to swim in, a small pool with several hundred other kids is too much. Then I found the downtown municipal pool, Olympic sized, four different sized diving boards, and a limit on the age of the kids allowed. To put it mildly, I was in hog heaven or is that fish heaven? Finally I had a place where I could actually swim without having people run over me. The diving boards also intrigued me. The lake I was raised on was shallow; for the most part under six feet deep, which made diving risky at best. Here they had twenty-five feet of water and after watching some of the other guys dive, I had to try it. I signed up for a beginners diving class, which was held early every Saturday morning at seven. I felt rather out of place when I showed up for the first class as most of the kids were under twelve and only came up to my chest in height. At eighteen, I was six feet tall and weight around one hundred and sixty. Tall and lean, which I found out was good for a diver. By the end of that summer, I had been jumped to the intermediate class and before long I was starting the advanced classes. The couch said I had potential and invited me to join the city diving team. That way I could continue my training throughout the winter. By the spring of 1964, I was one of the top four divers in the city and the couch got me a job as a life guard at another pool for the summer, as I had to work to support my beat up old fifty four Ford. Eighteen, with a car and a job as a lifeguard, could life be any better? As a lifeguard at the Fair Grounds pool, I could come in an hour early and have the pool to myself, unless one of the other lifeguards happened to do the same thing. School had only been out a week and the weather was still cool, so the pool wasn't very crowded except on Saturday afternoons. I came in early as usual, did my warm up laps, and was working on some tricky dives from the low board when I noticed two groups of girls from this areas high school. Of the first group, I knew one of them from a couple of classes, as I went to that school. When I waved she turned and looked the other way. I had to grin, when she did, as that was what I expected. There are two very distinct groups at our school, the rich kids from around the lake area and the poor ones from the backside of the fair Grounds. I fall into the latter class, so her snobbery was normal since she was with two of her friends. I was beneath notice although she and I had gone out a couple of times. Gina was short with long black hair and built like you wouldn't believe. On our last date, I had been allowed to cop a couple of quick feels of her ample breasts. Slender and Italian, what else do I need to say? Of her two friends, I knew little because they were very tight with their rich clique group. The tall blonde was Carol and I think the shorter blonde was Tina but I didn't know for sure. The three of them were dressed in their preppy uniform of white skirt, white blouse, and white tennis shoes with a pastel colored sweaters tied loosely around their necks. Sunglasses and charm bracelets were their only accessories. A pretty bland bunch from my point of view, of course everything was of the highest quality and the best name brands. I knew the swimwear they had in their overnight cases were of the latest style and showed as much skin as the law allowed. A few of their kind showed up over at the municipal pool from time to time just to be seen in the right place. They never got wet or stayed long, just long enough to make sure everyone was aware they were there. The other group of girls was from my neighborhood and I had dated three out of the four, nothing special, just socializing. The fourth one, Maggie, I would have loved to date but she was already taken by one of the local hoods. He was a real bad ass and I couldn't for the life of me see what she saw in him. I figured he would be in jail or dead by the time he was twenty-one, if he made it that long. Maggie was five feet seven and drop dead gorgeous. Flaming red hair and the most beautiful deep green eyes I had ever seen. The few times I'd had the nerve to talk to her, I kept getting lost in their depths. She had noticed and thought it was cute. The death sentence for our area was to be thought cute. I don't want to say it was a tough neighborhood, but it wasn't a matter of getting in a fight everyday, but who you were going to fight on any given day. Moving into that area made me a must try target for everyone and being from the country just made it worse, as I got tagged with the country bumpkin label right off the bat. The only thing that helped was growing up with six older cousins who picked on me unmercifully, which made me tough and taught me how to handle myself. Don't get me wrong; I don't like to fight. I try not to ever start anything and if trouble does start I try to joke my way out of it. If that doesn't work then I do the next best thing, which it to totally unload on the other guy as unexpectedly as possible. My motto is: "The firstest with the mostest wins." I've won far more than I've lost over the last few years and most people have learned to let me be. Compared to the preppies, the other four girls were dressed shabbily or a better word might be sloppily. At any rate they were different and their dress showed it. Marcie was tall and skinny and always wore pedal pushers, which made her look even taller and skinner. She wears a bikini at the lake but a full suit around the city pools. She has no butt, no hips, and no boobs but has the attitude that she's the sexiest thing on two legs. In some ways she is. Of the three I dated, she is by far the best kisser and dancer of the bunch. For a girl with a flat chest she has the biggest nipples I've ever seen. They are as big around as my finger and over an inch long. She wears a heavily padded bra to hide them because she says they stay hard all the time. The last time we dated, I got as far as sucking on them. They are so sensitive that she would only let me suck one for a few seconds before moving my head over to the other. I was enjoying myself immensely as was she. I think she must have had at least four orgasms before she made me stop. To pay me back she gave me my first blowjob. That blew my mind among other things. Thinking back, I can honestly say she had a natural talent in that area and worked hard on doing it right. Seeing that it was my first may color my thinking but I don't think I've ever had one that was better or more skillfully done. Pat wore her usual black full skirt and white short-sleeved blouse, which hid a great body. She was the only one of the three I had dated that I had gone all the way with, as we used to say. Even in the back seat of my old car she was something else. It wasn't exactly my first time but very close to it and she showed me things I had never imagined in my wildest adolescent dreams. I must have done some things right because she and I were still spending time in the back of the Ford. We had talked about our relationship on a couple of occasions, which left me a little confused. I was trying to put love in it somewhere but Pat had a dream of being in the movies and didn't want to get tied down to anyone or anything. My feelings for her run deeper than I had let on but I kept them to myself. If I made a big deal out of it, she would drop me in a heartbeat. As it was we spent most of our time with each other but could still go and do what we pleased. It had a lot of people confused but that's their problem. Oh, as a footnote, yes she did make it to Hollywood and into the movies and yes you do know her name. She isn't the megastar she dreamed of being but she made it just the same. Connie on the other hand is a short plump blonde who wears her clothes way to tight and loves to show off her body. It's kind of a joke around the neighborhood but she's so sweet and innocent that no one has the heart to tease her about it. She and I dated several times and she wanted to get me into the back seat but I felt bad about it and used Pat as an excuse not to take her there. I sometimes think I missed out on a good thing, you should see her now. She grew out of her baby fat and owns her own fashion design house. You never know. That brings me back to Maggie. She was wearing a pair of old faded cut off jeans with frayed legs and a shirt tied in a knot at the bottom of her rib cage. I found the outfit to be very sensuous and sexy. Usually she dressed very conservatively so this was a treat for me. I had never seen her at the pool or lake so I could hardly wait to see her in a bathing suit at the very least and a bikini would make my day. I did a couple of more dives, choosing the fancier ones so I could show off. They looked hard but were relatively easy if you knew how to break them down and had had any practice at all. The first got all seven girls attention and the second got me a little applause as I climbed from the pool. I grinned and bowed before grabbing my towel and heading into the men's locker room for a quick shower. I traded my tight latex bathing suit I wear when diving for a boxer style one to work in and slipped on a tight muscle shirt. Wearing flip-flops and sunglasses I went to open the gate. I was surprised to see that the seven girls were still the only ones waiting to get in. I headed for the lifeguard stand as they headed for the ladies locker room. The sun was warm on my bare arms and thighs as I relaxed thinking what a pretty day it was. Pat was the first one out so I figured she already had her suit on under her dress. Her two piece fit loosely and didn't flatter her figure the way most women would have wanted it to but that's the way she liked it. I leaned over the side of my high chair and asked her how she was? Between her working, school, and my diving we hadn't been out in over a month. She grinned up at me and said, "Horny. How about you?" I laughed and nodded, "Me too." About then the three preppy foxes came out and yes their bikinis were skimpy. I figured that they must buy them at least a size too small to get them to fit that way. Watching them walk around the pool and getting settled onto three lounge chairs had the front of my loose fitting bathing suit tented up. They would be sunning themselves across from me and slightly to my left. They were just far enough from the diving board so they wouldn't get splashed but as close to the center of things as possible. When I looked back down at Pat, she was grinning up at me. "How come their suits keep getting smaller, they never get them wet so I know they're not shrinking?" She asked. I told her my thoughts on how they buy them and she chuckled and agreed with me. "When are you going to get you a suit like that? You'd put them to shame, don't you know that?" I said to her. She laughed and shook her head. "I'm saving mine for when I get to Hollywood. You're the only one who knows for sure what's under these baggy clothes besides maybe my grandma and that's the way it's going to stay until I'm ready for the unveiling." She paused and grinned. "Speaking of sexy little bathing suits, I love that one you were wearing earlier. Next time we go out, bring it along; I want to check out how it fits up close and personal. My imagination was having a field day earlier wondering how that big thing of yours could look normal in that tight of a suit. Of course if it were hard, I doubt that it would stay in that suit. There just wouldn't be enough material there to cover it." About that time Connie and Marcie walked up and Connie asked, "Enough material to cover what?" Pat grinned up at me and said, "Enough material in Marcie's bikini to cover half your boobs, Connie. The one you have on just barely does the job." Connie grinned and shook her shoulders, causing the round globes of her large breasts to roll around in the small bikini top she wore. From my vantage point I couldn't figure out what kept them from falling out. From first hand experience I knew they were very firm and solid, so maybe that's what it was. "My Mom would kill me if she saw me wearing this. She thinks I'm wearing that two piece she bought me." Marcie asked her, "Where did you get that then?" Proudly Connie answered, "I made it. I was going to buy me one, and I had the money but the department store didn't have one that came close to fitting. That old cow of a sales lady had the nerve to imply that I was too large to wear one anyway. I went over to fabrics and bought the material, then went home and made me one to fit. It's made a little different than the store bought ones but I think it fits better and doesn't creep up your ass or let your boobs fall out. Sorry Marcie, nothing personal." Marcie stuck out her chest and said, "I'm happy with what I've got and I won't have to worry about them sagging to my knees by the time I'm fifty. Nothing personal, Connie." Connie looked at Marcie sharply then both of them broke up laughing. They had been friends since they were in diapers and were always taking shots at each other. It was all in fun. Just don't let anyone else do it or they'd end up dealing with both of them and that wouldn't be a joke. Pat looked up at me to say something but my eyes were glued to the locker room doorway. Maggie stood there adjusting the strap on her bikini top. There could have been seven people yelling for help and two shark attacks going on in the pool and I wouldn't have seen or heard a thing. I was totally transfixed by the dream walking toward me in a very tiny yellow bikini. Pat's slapping me on the foot brought me back to life. I glanced down at her to see her grinning and shaking her head. When she saw she had my attention, she said, "Oh, have you got it bad." I must have had a questioning look on my face because she added, "Puppy love my dear, or should that be lust. I could see a lot of both in your eyes." She paused a moment and then her face got serious. "If I ever saw that look in your eyes, when you looked at me, I'd chuck the dream in a heart beat. That was one serious love look." I looked at her for a long moment then said something I never expect to say to her. "Pat, I do love you and always will." She looked at me for a long moment and then a sad smile crossed her face. "Yes I know you do and I love you." She paused to take a deep breath then said what I knew she would say. "I've got my dream and nothing can get in its way, not even love. I just hope you understand, at least a little bit." When I nodded, she forced a quick smile and asked, "Are we still on to go out later?" Around a forced smile of my own, I answered, "Sure, I'll be out of here around three thirty. How long are you going to stick around? I could give you a ride home and we could go from there." Before she could answer, I heard Marcie say to Connie. "Damn, there's another great romance shot to shit. The second one this week." Turning to Pat she said, "I figured you two would end up married by the time we finished school, if you waited that long. I've never understood your relationship but I always pictured you together in the long run." Pat shrugged and then looked up at me. "Yeah, I know." With a grin and a wink at me she said, "I'll see you later for that ride home. Right now, I need to get wet and to burn up some energy, not to mention some calories." With that said she turned and walked away toward the diving board. I followed her with my eyes as Connie asked, "Who else broke up this week?" "Maggie and Mark, silly," Marcie answered. "The cops caught him robbing a gas station with a gun and have him in jail. It was the last straw for Maggie and she told him it was over. I heard that he was none to happy about it either. Not that it matters much; with his record they'll throw the book at him. He'll be in jail for quite some time." I was going to ask Marcie when this all took place but when I leaned over they were walking away. Sitting back up, I looked around for Maggie and found her sitting on the edge of the pool at the far end talking to Pat. Pat was holding onto the edge, slowly scissoring her legs as they talked. I sat watching her and wondered for the hundredth time what was so important about the Hollywood dream. Maybe one day I would understand but right now I didn't and I had a hurting heart. Before I had said anything to her, there had at least been hope that things would change but now there was none. After a while I decided to go along with the program and her as long as she wanted me to. I would cross the bridge of us not being together when it came; anyway it wouldn't happen until after graduation next year at the earliest. Pat and Maggie moved to a pair of lounge chairs near the preppies and continued to talk. Marcie and Connie got into a wrestling match in the pool that I should have broken up but seeing as there were so few people here, I let them wear themselves out. It was an interesting match and had everyone's attention. On land Connie would have won hands down but in the water Marcie more than held her own. It ended with squealing and a scramble when Connie's tits popped out of her top. I wasn't the only one laughing as the two girls quickly exited the pool and rushed to the locker room. The clasp that held the top on had broken. They left shortly after that. It wasn't too long after that, that I noticed dark clouds moving in from the west. It wasn't quite noon by the time they moved in overhead. The preppies noticed them and after a short discussion headed for the locker room. As they were leaving, after they had changed, it started to rain. It wasn't real heavy at first but within a few minutes it was pouring. When it first started, I climbed down and stood under my chair. Normally we don't close the pool unless it starts to lightning. Maggie and Pat were in the pool when it started and didn't pay it much mind until it became a downpour. I moved over to the locker room door and watched as they climbed out of the pool, grabbed their wet towels, and made a dash to shelter next to me. The first crash of lightning made all three of us jump and brought the locker room attendant to the door of her office. "Good," she said, "Now I can go home and still get paid for the rest of the day." Looking at me she asked, "Can you lock up? I'll close the gate on my way out and I owe you one." Saying that she closed the office door and ran for her car. Looking at Pat, I chuckled and said, "Looks like I get off early today." Grinning she moved over to put her arms around my neck. "Sounds like a great idea to me," she said as she kissed me. My arms went around her and I pulled her wet body against mine as our tongues danced with each other. As the kiss went on I felt my manhood standing hard and ridged between us. Pat rubbed her lower belly against it and moaned deep in her throat. A movement caught my attention a moment before another body moved up behind Pat and pressed itself tightly against her trapping my arms between the two. Another pair of hands were added to the two already on my back and I saw Maggie's face staring at me over Pat's shoulder. She grinned at me a moment and then started kissing the neck and shoulder in front of her. Pat had stiffened at the sudden touch from behind but as Maggie's lips worked their way up to her ear and she whispered, "It's only me." Pat relaxed and the moan from earlier returned and got louder. Pat was withering and moaning loudly between the two of us when Maggie again whispered. "Maybe we should move inside before someone drives by and sees us." The Swimming Pool 1964 I thought it was a good idea and tried to move back but Pat wasn't moving too well. She hadn't broken the kiss and didn't seem to want to. I shuffled us back into the men's locker room and saw Maggie shut the door. As the light dimmed Pat broke the kiss and laid her head on my shoulder. Maggie moved back up behind Pat and pressed her body tightly against her. Grinning at me over Pat's shoulder Maggie asked, "You don't mind, do you? I feel in the need of a little close company myself, if you know what I mean." "I don't mind if Pat doesn't." I answered with a quiver in my voice as though I was cold. I promise you that I was far from being cold. Pat lifted her head and lightly kissed me on the lips before turning her head and doing the same to Maggie. Turning back to me she asked, "Does that answer everyone's questions?" Looking back at Maggie she continued, "I've never been in a threesome before and I don't think Ron has either. I've never been with another girl before either. How about you?" "No to both questions but I'm open for new experiences. Like I told you earlier, I've been trapped in a relationship that I never really wanted and had no way out of until now. I feel alone and on my own but also I feel so free for the first time in as long as I can remember." She paused and chuckled before finishing, "I guess that was a long winded, nervous way of saying I'm game if you are?" Pat smiled at me and asked, "How about you big boy, are you ready for the experience of a life time, every man's fantasy, two women at once? Think you can handle it?" I took a deep breath and smiled back at her before I answered, "You know me, I'll try anything once and the good things as many times as you'll let me." Pat stifled a giggle and said under her breath, "Ain't that the truth." A little louder she asked, "Ok, boys and girls, how do we do this?" When Maggie and I chuckled she hastily added, "I mean, I know that but how do we start? I feel as giddy and awkward as I did the first time I knew I was going to have sex." Maggie grinned at me over Pat's shoulder and answered, "Why don't you go back to kissing Ron and I'll undress you, then we can switch places. He seems to know what he's doing and enjoys it too. That will be something a little different. With Mark it was his way or the highway and if you chose the latter then it meant a beating. To kiss someone who will kiss you back with some passion...." She let the sentence trail off. Pat tilted her head back and offered her lips to me, an offer I might add that was irresistible. As we kissed I could feel Maggie's hands running over my back and sides only to disappear onto Pat's body. I could see her head from time to time as she kissed Pat's neck and shoulders and then it went out of sight as she kissed down Pat's spine. Her hands slipped in between us and eased up and under the top of Pat's bathing suit, she moaned and moved her body back to give Maggie freer access. I could feel the hands working and teasing before they were gone and Pat pressed her now bare breasts to my chest. My hands had been roaming over Pat's back and dipping into her bathing suit bottoms to caress her firm ass. I ran my hands back up over her bare shoulder blades and when I moved them back down Maggie must have pulled the suit down because the cloth was no longer there. When my hands encountered Maggie's cheeks, I realized that she was running her tongue up and down the crack of Pat's ass. I cupped an ass cheek in each hand and pulled them apart to give Maggie freer access. When Maggie's tongue probed deeper into the crack, Pat gasp and jerked. A few seconds later Maggie stood up and pressed herself against Pat's back, whispering in her ear, "Did you like that?" Pat nodded vigorously while still locked in our kiss. "Good because I'm going to do a lot more than that. Does Ron eat pussy?" Pat shook her head and broke the kiss. She was breathing heavily as she stood there between the two of us. "Then we're going to have to teach him how, aren't we?" Pat giggled and asked, "Who's going to teach me?" Maggie stepped away from us saying, "Maybe I will or I'll teach him and he can teach you. Maybe I'll teach both of you at the same time." We had both turned our heads to look at her as she stood there grinning at us before she reached up and undid her top. When she removed it to reveal her breasts, I licked my lips involuntarily. Maggie saw me do it and said, "Hold that thought lover boy and I'll show you what to do with it." With a grin, she dropped the top onto a bench with Pat's suit and hooked her thumbs in the thin waistband of her bottoms. Slowly she peeled the tiny bikini bottom down to show me my first bald pussy. There wasn't a sign of hair anywhere and it brought a giggle from Pat. "Maggie, I can't believe you did that. I've heard some of the girls talking about trimming theirs but never shaving the whole thing," Pat said. Maggie grinned and walked over to put an arm around each of us. She kissed Pat firmly on the lips for a moment and then turned to me and did the same thing but let the kiss linger far longer. When she moved her head back, she grinned before saying, "He is a good kisser." Pausing a moment, she said to Pat, "I've got a cousin that works at a beauty shop and she does electrolysis. We got wild one weekend a couple of weeks ago and she removed all the hair from mine and I did the same for her. God, what a feeling, not having any hair down there makes me feel more naked than I've ever felt in my life. It also make me more sensitive, which keeps me horny most of the time." She finished with a laugh. Pat giggled again before asking, "Do you think she would do mine for me? I'd love to try it." Maggie kissed her lightly again and answered. "I'm sure we could talk her into it. Anyway while she was doing mine, she kept licking her lips in this strange way that almost made me ask her if she wanted a lick. I got quite turned on." She paused to laugh. "While I was doing her I kept wonder what it would be like to lick hers. As my hands touched her she would shiver. I think she was getting off on my being between her legs. I guess I'll find out here shortly if I have the nerve to do it, won't I." Pat said softly, "That'll make two of us or rather three as Ron here has no idea what we're talking about." Stepping back from us she eyed me up and down before saying, "Go put on that little suit you were diving in. I want to see if it looks as sexy as I think it would trying to cover that hard-on of yours." Maggie reached out and ran her hand over the front of my swim shorts. After a caress or two she grinned and said, "Damn, there's a lot more there that meets the eye. This is going to be a lot more fun than I first thought. I'd like to see this stuffed into that little suit myself. It ain't all going to fit." She finished with a laugh. I walked down to the second row of lockers and opened mine. Slipping out of the boxer styled trunks I tossed them in the locker and got the diving Speedo out. As I worked it up my legs and onto my hips I knew Maggie was right. More than half my manhood was sticking out above the waistband. I tried moving it over to the side but that didn't help much. With a deep breath and a grin I turned and walked back down the row of lockers and made the turn at the end to join the girls. The girls were already joined. They were locked in a tight embrace and a passion filled kiss. If I hadn't already been as hard as an iron bar, the sight of these two beautiful girls would have made me that way. I slowed my pace to watch them as they kissed and caressed each other. What a sensuous and totally horny sight they made. When I was standing behind Maggie I leaned over and kiss and licked my way across her shoulder to her neck. As I kissed the back of her neck a shiver ran down her body so I followed it down her spine with kisses and nibbles. When I reached her tailbone, she pushed her ass out at me and shivered again. Thinking about what she had done to Pat I grinned and planted kisses all over both ass cheeks before running my tongue very lightly up and down the crack. She jerked and wiggled her ass as a soft moan was swallowed up by Pat's mouth. Getting a little bolder and braver, I spread her ass cheeks for my first close up view of the tightly puckered ring hidden there. Before I could let myself think about it, I flicked the tip of my tongue over it a couple of time. Maggie's ass jerked as though I'd stuck a hot wire to it. I took several long licks up along the complete length of the cleft, which made her moan even louder than before. She took a little step to either side, which opened her up farther to my tongue. I flicked the ring several more time before experimenting with probing it. When I did I found out how tight it was and that it made Maggie jerk and shiver even harder than she had before. As I worked at poking my tongue into her ass it slowly relaxed. I couldn't get much more than just the tip into the tight hole but it was enough to send Maggie's hips to humping back against me. In less than a minute a shaking began in her legs and a long drawn out groan came from deep in her chest. I continued to tease and tickle her there until her hand swatted at me to quit. With a grin of triumph on my face I stood up and moved around behind Pat. The girls had stopped kissing and were just holding and petting each other. As I kissed Pat on the shoulder I heard Maggie sigh deeply and then say, "We're not going to have to show him much, he's a natural with that tongue. Ron why don't you show Pat what you just learned? I gave her a teasing taste earlier but you have me beat hands down." I grinned at her over Pat's shoulder before I started kissing the back of Pat's neck. Pat's neck is highly sensitive and as I kissed down her back, I found it to be the same. By the time I reached her ass she was breathing loudly and shivers were running up and down her body. Now I had some experience to go by so I took several long licks up between the firm globes of her ass before I spread them and gently blew a couple of puffs of air over her anus. This brought a twitch and a gasp from her. I noticed that Pat's opening was larger and more sloped in than Maggie's, which was a tight circle. When I probed it with my tongue she gasped even louder and arched her back, forcing her ass hard against my face. My tongue slipped inside her slowly as I wiggled it. Her gasp was now a loud moaning as I probed deeper into her. When I was as deep as my tongue would reach I pulled it out quickly and shoved it back in hard. Her ass made little circles and pushed back against my probing tongue. I rammed my tongue in and out as hard and as fast as I could as her moaning went up in volume. Oddly, I felt something bump my chin and moved my head back to see a set of fingers working at her sex. I returned to what I had been doing just as she came in a shuddering rush. I licked up and down her crack several more times before standing up. I pressed myself against Pat's back and felt my manhood slip into her wet ass crack. She made a purring sound and rubbed her ass more tightly against me. Maggie chuckled and said, "I think we've found something Pat really likes. I'd bet that you could fuck her in the ass right now and she would love it." Pat took a ragged breath and raised her head off of Maggie's shoulder to look her in the face for a second before saying, "You're probably right about that. I've often wondered what it would be like. I know I like to finger myself there when I masturbate." Maggie laughed and said, "Me too. I always thought I was strange or something. It's nice to know I'm not the only pervert around." She kissed Pat lightly on the lips before looking at me over Pat's shoulder. "You'll have to remember that for one night in the future but right now I've got something else in mind for you," she said before she held up two fingers in front of my face. "Suck on these and see what you taste." I sucked the fingers into my mouth and ran my tongue over them. They tasted sweet and musky at the same time. I had an idea that these were the fingers I had seen earlier on Pat's sex. "What do you think?" asked Maggie, as she pulled the fingers out of my mouth. I nodded but before I could say anything she went on, "Good because you're fixing to learn the secret to keeping a girl satisfied." She took Pat's hand and they walked over to one of the benches by the lockers. She sat down and motioned for Pat to do likewise. I still stood where they had left me. They sat there a second before they both broke out with big grins as they looked at me. "Damn," Maggie whispered under her breath. "Yeah," Pat replied. Then Maggie giggled and said, "I wonder what kind of points the judges would give him if he dove like that?" Pat laughed and said, "Perfect ten's if they were female judges. I've always thought it was just heavenly, myself." Maggie stuck out her finger and curled it, indicating she wanted me to come to her. When I stood in front of her she reached out and lightly brushed her nails along the exposed length of my dick, which made me shiver. Placing her hands on my hips, she leaned forward and ran her tongue up and down the length of me as she rolled the suit down until I was fully exposed. Sitting back up straight she whispered, "Double damn, it's a perfect ten at least, probably more." She leaned forward again and took another couple of licks. Turning her head slightly she asked Pat, "Did you ever give him a blow job?" Pat grinned and answered, "I started to the first time we made out but I got so excited by that thing, I hardly had it in my mouth before I started to come. I ended up just climbing up and sitting on it." Pat moved over closer as she was speaking and leaned in to take a lick herself. "This is really the first time I've seen it in the light. Most of the time we just park down by the lake and you know how dark it is down there." Maggie moved her hands around and wrapped both of them around my shaft, one above the other. There was still three inches of shaft and the head sticking up. Maggie giggled as she pulled the shaft down toward her. "Mark would die if he could see what I'm fixing to do. I never sucked his; I'd just give him a hand job. When I grabbed him this way there wasn't hardly anything above my hands but part of the head and I'd sometimes lick it." She ran her hot tongue over the exposed flesh before sucking the head into her equally hot mouth. Still working her tongue she slowly sucked more of me in until her lips met her hands. By then my legs were shaky and my knees were weak. I wasn't really sure how long it would be before I exploded but it wouldn't be long and I told her so. She worked her lips slowly back up until I popped out of her mouth. With a grin on her face she angled me towards Pat. Pat chuckled and asked, "Are we playing Russian roulette?" She did the same as Maggie, licked the exposed part, and sucked me into her mouth. Her tongue was fluttering everywhere as she moved her lips down to touch Maggie's fingers. My knees were shaking so much now that I had to place a hand on each girls shoulder to steady myself. The winner or loser, according to how you look at it was Pat in the third round. I had tried to hold off for as long as I could but that fluttering tongue of hers put me over the top and I gave her a drink. She started to whine deep in her throat as I started to spurt and her body gave several small jerks. Maggie moved her top hand, by the time I had finished Pat's lips were down to the bottom hand, and I could feel the whine on the head of my shaft. Now my whole legs were shaking and my hips were moving of their own accord. Pat was sucking and licking as she raised her head until just the tip was still in her mouth. She ran her tongue over the whole thing one more time and released me with the sound of a cork coming out of a bottle. Pat had her eyes closed as she sat up. After a moment they fluttered open and she looked up at me and then grinned. I grinned back at her and was going to tell her thanks but Maggie's applied her hot mouth to me again and distracted me. She bobbed her head several times before releasing me again. When she did she looked up at me and asked, "That felt good, didn't it?" When I nodded she continued, "Now it's time to teach you how to do that for a girl. Kneel down here in front of me and I'll show you." When I knelt down Maggie spread her legs wide and moved forward onto the edge of the bench. Remembering her manners she turned to Pat and asked, "Do you want to go first?" Pat laughed and shook her head. "I'm sitting here in a puddle from a moment ago. I came when he did. I didn't know a woman could do that." Maggie laughed and replied, "I didn't either. I also didn't know I could kiss another girl or lick someone's ass, or enjoy having mine licked, or suck a dick, or have sex with three people. I'll just add that to the list of new experiences for the day. I've already had a half dozen little orgasms already and I don't think we're anywhere near finished. I originally intended to get a little quickie and maybe be a little kinky but I think we've started something that's going to be long term. You have your dream and I have a lot of catching up to do on life now that I'm free of Mark." Looking over at me she grinned and said, "Do you think you can put up with us for a couple more years?" I laughed and answered, "Like Pat said earlier, this is a fantasy come true. It seems that I'm adding to my list of firsts at a rapid rate like you are. It's especially nice that they're happening with the two people that I like the most. Pat I've loved for a long time and I've wanted to get to know you better since the first time I saw you." "Like I told you Maggie, he's a great guy and with the right woman's help he'll even be better. With both of us working on him he'll be perfect," Pat said and then laughed. Maggie chuckled and said, "Then I guess we need to get to work, it'll be a hard and messy job but someone has to do it." Standing up she moved down to the end of the bench and lay down along its length with her ass at the very end. "Why don't you two move down here? I'm going to get comfortable because I have the feeling I'm going to need to be laying down for what's going to happen next." When I was once again kneeling between her legs, she rose up on one elbow and ran her hand lightly over her sex. "This is a pussy and welcome to cunt licker 101," she said with a laugh. "Although I've never licked one as of yet." And she stressed the word yet. "I'm going to try and explain to you how it's done to best satisfy the lickee, which is me. I know it's going to be a tough job, but I'll make the sacrifice." Using her fingertips she rubbed up along her inner thigh. "Pat you know most of what I'm going to say because you have one of your own, so if I miss something, help me out." Looking at me she continued. "The inner thighs are very tender and very sensitive. Make sure you shave before you do this as whisker burns are a bitch." She paused to chuckle. Moving her hand to her sex she lightly rubbed the large outer lips. "Normally these would be closed up until the girl gets excited. As you can tell I'm already there and have been for some time. Now what I want you to do, Ron is to lick along the insides of each of my thighs up to but not touching my sex." I did as I was told for a few minutes then she said, "Ok, now lick the outer lips and up across the mound, here." I did as she indicated as I watched her face. When my tongue touched the smooth skin her eyes closed and as I ran my tongue up along one lip, across the mound and back down the other lip her hips flexed and a shiver ran up her body. The Swimming Pool 1964 I made the loop back and forth for nearly a minute before she shook herself and said, "Damn, this is going to be harder to do than I thought. Your tongue is so hot and wet and feels so damn good, it distracts me." Looking at Pat who was looking over my shoulder she said, "You might have to take over the explanation part from time to time. I never could get Mark to do this, which is why he never got a blowjob." She laughed and went on. "Next are the inner lips, they are thin and sensitive so lick them gently and sucking on them may be good too." Leaning forward, I instinctively took a long lick up the center of her slit. As my tongue hit her clit she jerked and grabbed my hair as a loud moan came to her lips. I licked at the small bud experimentally again and she did the same thing. I circled it with my tongue as she had done with the head of my dick, which caused her to shudder and pull my face tighter to her sex. When I fluttered my tongue over it quickly as Pat had done to me earlier she clamped down on my head with her thighs and came in a rush. I could hear her yell a long drawn out, "Oh," as I continued to flick her clit with the tip of my tongue. He hips rocked and jerked as her orgasm went on and on. Finally she opened her thighs enough to push my head away. I took a lick along her inner thigh and she pushed my head farther away. "Oh, shit," she said softly as she calmed down. "I thought it would be like my finger down there or something but wow it's a lot better." I chuckled and asked, "You mean that's the first time you've had that done to you?" Chuckling again, I looked over my shoulder at Pat and said, "I think our teacher is as ignorant as we are. Well, maybe not anymore since that mind blower of an orgasm. Do you want me to try it on you?" Pat giggled and said, "Yeah and I want to try it on her. This girl, girl thing has me curious. What did you do to her exactly?" I tried to explain it as best I could but ended up telling her to just experiment. Laughingly I said, "Why don't you experiment on each other at the same time and compare notes?" Pat stood up and walked down to where Maggie's head was. "That sounds like a great idea to me," she said as she stepped over the bench so that her sex was directly over Maggie's face. As she lowered herself down, I leaned over and licked Maggie's clit. She jerked and a shiver ran through her body. She wiggled and tried to push my head away. I let her move it some as I explored lower down on her sex. When I probed her opening like had done to her ass she started to say something but was cut off by Pat's descending sex. The hands that had been on my head went to Pat's hips. As I wiggled my tongue around, her hips started to move against my face. Pat's were moving in a very similar fashion. I ran my tongue up the slit and flicked her clit once before moving back down to suck on the thin inner lips. Her stomach muscles gave a jerk but her hips didn't stop their movement. Pat had leaned forward and placed her hands on the bench to either side of Maggie's waist. Her face was just above mine so I lifted my head and kissed her quickly on the lips. As I went back down on Maggie I could see Pat licking her lips. A grin spread across her face and she lowered her head and took a tentative lick across Maggie's mound. About then her hips jerked and she said, "Oh, yes, Maggie. Do that some more but not so hard." Her hips went into a slow rocking action and she said. "Oh, much better. Let me try that on you." Leaning farther forward she ran her tongue slowly and lightly over Maggie's hard extended clit. Maggie's hips came up to meet her each time she did it. I moved back and sat on the end of the other bench so I could watch what Pat was doing. Over the next few minutes I got quite an education. It wasn't that she did anything different than I had, but it was the way she did it, softer, gentler, almost teasingly. Watching Pat, I knew she was having a bunch of small orgasms and was building up to the final big bang quickly. I had an idea that Maggie was right with her and I was right as both girls exploded in unison. In the end, I had to help Pat up off Maggie and to sit down on the bench. With a big grin for me, she lay back on the bench and relaxed. "Man, that was rough on the legs but well worth it," was all she said. Maggie laughed. "This bench is interesting but I think a nice soft bed would be a better place for all this or at least a big blanket somewhere down by the lake." I had gotten up and walked over to the door while the girls talked. Opening it a crack I peeked out to see that it was still dark and rainy. Wondering what time it was I went around to my locker and checked my watch. Four thirty, I didn't believe it. When I told the girls what time it was they couldn't believe it either. "My how time flies when your having fun," Pat wisecracked. Looking over at me, she said to Maggie, "I think we kind of left Ron out in the cold during our last round. The way he's wandering around I think he needs some special attention. What do you think?" Maggie laughed and said, "I'll flip you for him, heads or tails?" Pat laughed back and replied, "That's a rough decision, but it doesn't really matter now that he's got a taste for pussy. Why don't you take tails since you haven't had that end and I'll take heads since I haven't had that end." "Ronny, oh Ronny, have we got a deal for you," Maggie said and both girls laughed. Maggie sat up and crooked her finger at me again. "It's your turn to lay on the bench, so get your ass over here. I've got it nice and warm for you," she said as she stood up. I didn't need a second invitation. When I lay down on the bench my manhood was only semi hard but as the two girls moved to position themselves above me it grew back to its former length and hardness. The sight of two beautiful naked girls standing over me was inspirational and knowing what they were going to do to me was mind blowing. Maggie sat down first and positioned herself so that her hot wet slit was over my shaft. She wiggled from side to side and hunched her hips back and forth forcing me deeper into her slit. Sliding her hips slowly back and forth she soon had me as slippery and wet as she was. "It feels so good just to ride it that way doesn't it? Wait until you try it inside you. The first time we made love, I had four or five orgasms before I got even half of it in. I still haven't ever got it all inside but it's fun trying," Pat said with a chuckle. Maggie had been rubbing herself harder and faster against me when she groaned and sat down harder. "Damn, that one slipped up on me," she said as Pat laughed. "You seem to have tails under control, so let me see what I can do with heads," Pat said as she lowered her sex toward my waiting mouth. With her facing Maggie, everything was upside down or was it backwards from where I had been before with Maggie. Also in this position, I could only reach what Pat brought close enough for me to reach. She had almost complete control, as did Maggie on the other end. As I licked and tongued Pat's sex, Maggie was holding my shaft straight up and eagerly rubbing the head around her opening. As she got it lined up and centered, she lowered herself slowly and I felt the head squeeze inside. She gave a loud groan and her hips jerked back up off me. Pat leaned forward so she could get a better view of what Maggie was doing and brought her swollen clit within range of my tongue and lips. Pat's clit was twice as large as Maggie's. Large enough for me to suck it between my lips and lightly run my tongue over it. Pat moaned and pressed herself tighter to me. It was only a few seconds before she was coming. I continued to lightly tongue her clit until she moved forward and took it out of my reach. But now I could reach her flooded opening, which I proceeded to lick and lap at like a kitten after cream. She circled her hips and sighed. Maggie had again sat down on my manhood and now had the head and a couple of inches of shaft inside her tight hot vagina. I could feel her juices running down the part of me still outside her. Pat lowered her hips more as I ran my tongue up inside her and wiggled it. With a soft moan she came again. Maggie was bouncing in short sharp movements of her hips as a low whining grunt accompanied each downward movement. More of my dick was going in on each grunt. When she was about half way down, I felt her tighten even more around me as she came hard. The trickle of fluid became a flood as she froze in place, her insides squeezing and milking me. Why I hadn't came yet I didn't know but I wasn't worrying about it. Pat moved back and sat down hard on the bench above my head. For the first time I could see Maggie and where we were connected. I marveled at the way the opening to her sex extended and sank as she flexed her hips slowly. Her legs were as shaky as mine had been earlier and she started to slowly sinking farther down on me. The whine came back louder and at a higher pitch. Her insides were working and churning around me with a hot heavenly embrace. I felt my semen burst forth from me as I came suddenly. I was so engrossed in watching Maggie that I hadn't realized it was going to happen. When it did she yelled and sat down hard, jamming the rest of me into her. This was a whole new experience for me as Pat was the only other woman I had had sex with and she had never taken more than half of me in. I felt myself coming again with a loud grunting moan. Maggie was frozen in place where she sat. I looked up at her face, which had this startled expression; her eyes were wide open, as was her mouth. Slowly she closed her mouth and swallowed hard before blinking several times rapidly. "Oh shit," she said softly with a touch of disbelief in her voice. I heard Pat whisper in awe behind my head, "Damn, it's all in." Maggie looked down quickly, then looked at me, and Pat as a big grin spread across her face. She wiggled her hips experimentally and the grin disappeared as another orgasm hit her. She leaned forward and caught herself with her hands on my chest. Her eyes were tightly closed and she was licking her lips as her stomach muscles rolled and tensed. When it slacked off she opened her eyes and said, "Oh, shit," again. Pat chuckled and said to no one in particular. "I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes." She paused a second then asked Maggie, "What does it feel like?" Maggie sighed and took several deep breaths. Looking down at me she grinned and said, "Kind of like sitting on a baseball bat. It feels like I'm stretched to the limit, plus some. I can feel the head pressed against the cervices. Anytime I move even the slightest bit I come. When he came I went." She paused to laugh and then froze. "Even laughing sets me off. Damn, I'm not sure how I'm going to get off this thing without dieing. I thought it would get soft after as much as you came but it hasn't. Its actually as hard if not harder than it was." Pat chuckled and said something about the horn of a dilemma but I didn't catch it all as about that time Maggie tried to get up off me. I felt as though I was caught in one of those Chinese finger cuffs. The more she pulled up the tighter she got. On the third try she shuddered and was back to leaning on my chest breathing hard and fast. In a moment or two her breathing slowed and she chuckled before saying, "Damn, I keep on going boom but I don't get anywhere. I never dreamed I could have as many orgasms as I've had and still keep having them." Pat moved over beside my hip and looked up at Maggie saying, "That sounds like a problem all women wished they had. Try getting up quickly and when it feels tight freeze. If I can get enough room between you two I'll try to work it out." Maggie laughed and said, "My Aunt has a horse farm up state, and I saw her helping the stallions once on my summer vacation up there. In my wildest dreams I never though I would need help with something like this. Of course I never dreamed that I would be mounted on someone this size either." She paused to laugh again before continuing, "No one at school would believe me if I was crazy enough to mention this but if I did, there would be a stampede over to your house, Ron. You'd be fighting the girls off with a stick and I don't mean this one." Suddenly she stood up quickly and just as quickly stopped as we both groaned. Pat's hand shot between us and she wrapped her fingers tightly around the base of my shaft. "Well, that's a start," she said with a grin. She wiggled her fingers to get a better grip and started to move my shaft around as best she could. Maggie moaned and shuddered and I flexed my hips and groaned to myself. Pat kept working her hand back and forth and around in a circle. Maggie's moaning grew louder and her legs began to shake but I felt her slip upward a little and then I came again. When I did she stood up and then sat right back down but Pat moved me out of the way just in time. For her efforts Pat caught the last spurt right in the face. I tried to keep from laughing but a chuckle escaped my lips. Maggie opened her eyes, looked at me, and then followed my gaze to Pat's face. She went into a giggling fit. Pat had a very startled look on her face for a few seconds and then she started to laugh. We all broke up at that point. When we finally settled down, I noticed that Pat still had a hold on me and that her hand was covered with a sticky mixture from Maggie and I. She also had semen on her face and in her hair. I got up on one elbow and then sat up. My head spun a moment then cleared as I said, "I think we need to get in the showers." Maggie giggled and asked, "Who's going to carry me? I don't think my legs will hold me up." I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her lightly on the lips, which tasted a lot like Pat's sex. I grinned and answered, "Poor baby. You taste like Pat's pussy and smell like you've been fucking all day, which by the way is a very nice smell but I don't think your grandmother would approve if I dropped you off this way." Pat laughed and slid her hand up my semi hard shaft and then brought it up to rub our juices all over Maggie's tits. "If I can wear it all over my face then you can wear it there." She paused a moment still running her slippery hand over Maggie's chest. She grinned and rose up to suck one of the nipples into her mouth. Maggie jerked at the touch of Pat's hot mouth and I grinned as I leaned over and sucked the other one into my mouth. Running my tongue over the hard nipple I savored the taste of us. Popping the hard bud out of my mouth, I kissed Maggie, slipping my tongue into her mouth to give her a little taste. As she realized what she tasted a whimper came from her throat. As I broke the kiss, Pat took it up. The whimper resumed in Maggie and a whine started in Pat. I moved my arm so I could put it around Pat as the three of us kissed and hugged each other. ***** In a little while we finally made it into the shower. We did have to help Maggie but once she was under the hot water and we were washing her hair and body she seemed to revive quickly. Then Maggie and I turned to wash Pat from head to toes. Once she was clean the two girls attacked me. I got a thorough wash job with special attention paid to my face and manhood. Pat even got down on her knees and sucked on it as Maggie kissed me. As I started to get hard again, Pat got up and joined our embrace, swapping kisses all around. She had my shaft trapped between her legs. After a few minutes Maggie asked her why she stopped sucking me. Pat laughed and said, "If we get him started again we'll never get home. Anyway, if you think you had trouble getting him out of your pussy, what do you think it's going to be like getting him out of my ass? I really do want to try that, you know but we'll have to save it for another time and there will be other times." Maggie giggled and said, "Damn, straight there will be. People around here are going to be talking and wondering about us from now on. It's the three of us anyway we want it." I laughed and said, "I don't know what I did to deserve this but thank you Lord, thank you." ***** You can take this story anyway you like. Is it true? Well, maybe, maybe not. Only Pat, Maggie, and I know for sure and we aren't telling. I told you that Pat did go on to Hollywood and after she did, Maggie and I got married. We were happily married until September of 1989 when she passed away suddenly. I still hear from Pat from time to time and got invited to her last Premier. I didn't get to go but its good to know that I'm still remembered. Maybe someday I'll pen some more about our times together. It's September and I always get nostalgic this time of the year. Oh, by the way, some of the names were changed to protect the guilty but not all.