1 comments/ 28573 views/ 2 favorites Shirts vs Skins Ch. 01 By: throwaway_1986 "...and in conclusion, remember what it means to be a counselor at Camp Wakanaki. The little ones will be coming in tomorrow, so make sure everything around camp is ready by then." John yawned, and couldn't wait to get out of the musky cabin where Leila Saunders, the senior counselor, was giving his final briefing before the kids were expected to arrive. The early summer heat was already permeating the wooden walls of the cabin, and John had been busily eyeing Leila's bountiful chest in an effort to stay awake, her sports bra showing slightly as her white Camp Wakanaki t-shirt grew moist with sweat. Dave, his fellow counselor and usual partner-in-crime, did not have his discipline, his head resting against the cabin wall as he silently snored. John quickly elbowed Dave, startling him awake and almost making him fall out of his chair. To Dave's credit, he realized where he was and barely made a sound during the whole encounter, and merely glared at John as the rest of their fellow counselors filed out of the cabin. As they walked away from the cabin, Dave gave John a swift kick to the ass. "That's payback, bitch," he said with a grin. "Next time, just nudge me or something, or I swear you'll get more than just a kick to the ass." Dave's kicks usually stung pretty hard, given that he had been the star striker on their school's soccer team, and this one was no exception. John rubbed his ass to soothe the pain, and said, "Hey idiot, given your track record at these things, I thought it'd be best if we delayed your disciplinary warnings until later into the season. Remember last summer? You were down to your last strike by the second week, and I had to work overtime to keep your ass out of trouble." "What can I say? I'm a free spirit. I don't let rules or warnings get in the way of what I want to do. You should try living that way sometime, John. You'd get laid a lot more if you did." Dave simply displayed his patented grin, which to John was a constant source of irritation, though none of the girls at school seemed to be able to resist it. John had to admit that he was sometimes jealous of all the action that Dave got, who seemed to be banging a new girl every other week. John couldn't bring himself to throw caution to the wind like that, respecting his dates' wishes when they didn't want to put out, which lead to him only needing both hands to count the number of times he'd had sex. John sighed. "Whatever, man. Just be careful not to get into trouble. We need the cash if we want to take the road trip to LA, and I've heard that Miss Saunders can be quite the tight-ass." "Mmm, I'd certainly like to know how tight her ass is, if you know what I'm saying," Dave replied with a smirk. John found Dave's misuse of his words agonizing, but his mind started to wander to Dave's words. Any warm-blooded male around would share Dave's sentiments, with Leila Saunders' pretty face and ample breasts making any man fall for her. John knew, of course, that was a strict "no in-camp liaisons" policy, but he knew Dave would ignore it anyway, and couldn't rule out Dave's success in his pursuit of the senior counselor. John was snapped out of his musings by a call from across the field the two of them had wandered into, where he heard a distant figure yelling "Hey, could you help us grab the ball?" John was wondering what that person was referring to, when a soccer ball hit him square in the chest, making him stagger onto one knee in shock and making Dave start cackling like a hyena. "Sorry," came the cry of the inattentive soccer players, and Dave was coming up with all manner of phrases to refuse such a meager apology. But when he saw two svelte figures approaching, the swell of their chest and hips obviously indicating that they were of the fairer sex, his complaints were completely forgotten, the only thoughts occupying his mind being the sheer beauty of the two girls who stood before him. "Yeah, hope that didn't hurt, we didn't do it on purpose," said the svelte Asian girl, her long flowing black hair done up in a pony-tail that came down well past the Camp Wakanaki logo scrawled across her more-than-budding chest, her blue Camp Wakaniki shorts barely covering her long, smooth legs. Next to the Asian beauty was a brunette girl of about the same height and figure, though her curves were more obvious, with short brown hair that barely came down past her ears, the hem of her shorts barely covering all of her shapely ass. Dave would have been able to get their bra measurements down to within half an inch, but John's constant interaction with Dave let him guess that the Asian girl was a small B-cup, while the brunette girl had a slightly larger chest in the same cup size. "It's okay, I'm tougher than I look," John said, even as he tried rubbing the spot where he'd been hit to ease the pain. Even after the ball had traveled across the makeshift soccer field, it had still stung pretty badly when it struck him. "That's great then," the brunette said as she took the ball back from John. "Oh, I guess we should introduce ourselves. I'm Gina, and this is Melissa." "Hi," Melissa said, her hands clutched behind her back as she swayed on her two feet. "I'm John, and this is my friend Dave." "It's kind of lucky that we bumped into you," Gina said. "Me and Mel got kind of bored just kicking the ball at each other, and with the two of you we can get a proper game of soccer going. Are you guys interested?" John was about to pipe up that Dave was the star of their school's team, but the hand that immediately shot up to his shoulder was their sign for John to keep quiet, and John could recognize the mischief brewing in his friend's head from a mile away. "Yeah, we know how to play," Dave said with his unreadable smile. "Though we're not all that good at it. Mere bench-warmers on the school team. Still, if you're willing to make a concession or two, me and Dave won't have a problem playing, maybe even with stakes on the outcome." "What do you have in mind?" Gina asked, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "We really should be getting back to the cabins to prepare for the tykes coming in tomorrow; lesson plans don't write themselves, y'know? So we make this a quick game. First to a point wins. And since we only have two people on each team, street soccer rules: no fixed goal-keeper, both team members get to play offense or defense, and whoever's at the goal gets to use their hands." "That's fine," Gina said, her untrusting glare still focused squarely on Dave. Still, John knew those requests were reasonable, though he expected Dave to drop the bombshells soon enough. "Second, Dave over here is real bad in telling teams apart. Doesn't know who to pass to in a practice game unless we have different colored jerseys. School budget's shit though, which is why we usually play shirts versus skins. Since your the ones who want to play, I think it's only fair if you guys are skins." John was speechless at the bold request, his mind's eye already seeing Gina come forward to slap Dave, and maybe even John. Melissa looked as though she was about to say something, but Gina turned and whispered to her. "Fine," Gina said, to John's utter surprise. "I mean, it's a hot day and all, and with the sweat we're going to work up you guys will see our bras through this crappy white t-shirt anyway. Might as well get comfortable if we're gonna play." Dave's grin grew even larger, and John felt he could see the cogs that fueled Dave's inane plans going into overdrive. "It's not very interesting if we're not playing with anything on the line," Dave said. "How about we make it so that the losers have to do anything the winners ask. I mean, we'd let you girls have a handicap, if you think that's what you need to make things fair..." Melissa's eyebrows furrowed, and quickly a flurry of whispering occurred between the two girls. After their quiet conversation, Melissa simply nodded her head, and Gina said, "Fine. We look forward to having two bitches for the day." John started his own whispering conversation with Dave. "What the fuck, man? You've seen me at try-outs, you know I can barely play. Why'd you have to put stakes on it?" "They're girls, man. I can take them on single-handedly if I need to. Just keep close to the Asian girl and mark her if you want to do anything. I know she's your type though, so don't get too distracted with her bra staring you in the face, we'll have enough of a show after we win." Turning to the girls, Dave yelled out, "I believe you girls need to get into the proper attire for the match?" As quickly as the ball had struck John, Gina reached to the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, exposing the blue bikini top she had on. The sheer material did little to cover up the tanned white flesh of her ample breasts, and it was clear she considered her sports seriously based on the toned abs that were exposed by the loss of her t-shirt. Melissa seemed for more apprehensive of this whole ordeal, seeming to cower away slowly, and Gina was forced to approach her friend and pull off her t-shirt for her, grabbing Melissa's arms and lifting them straight upwards with one hand while the other reached for the t-shirt and yanked it off. It seemed that Gina's hand traveled up the front of Melissa's torso, making the Asian girl yelp in excitement, as Gina slowly caressed her friend in the act of stripping her. With the t-shirt finally off, John bore witness to the pink sports-bra the clung tightly to Melissa's well-rounded chest, the pink cotton fabric quickly ending and revealing a flat stomach before reaching to the deep blue of her short shorts. Quickly forgetting all of Dave's past transgressions, John could only praise his friend's hidden genius for letting him look upon two beautiful half-naked girls, ready and eager to grind up against either of them in pursuit of the soccer ball. Dave and Gina worked out the respective goalposts – two trees at the end of the field for the guys, and the Camp Wakanaki t-shirts marking out the goal posts for the girls. Setting the ball down, Dave motioned for the girls to have the first ball as he jogged backward towards their half of the field, and with a fire in Gina's eye she started the first kick of their match. Shirts vs Skins Ch. 02 With the team uniforms determined, Dave and John dressed in their Camp Wakanaki t-shirts, while Gina and Melissa were half-naked in their underwear and blue camp shorts, the four camp counselors got their match of soccer under way. John, unsure of what to do, quickly retreated to the trees that marked the goal post on their side of the field, while Dave dove straight into an attack, sprinting rapidly toward the ball that was being dribbled by Gina. Seeing Dave's approach, she gave the ball a swift kick with the side of her shoe, sending it hurtling perfectly in front of Melissa, who continued their drive across the dry grass. Melissa seemed slightly uncomfortable with the ball, shuffling it between her feet as she gracefully pushed towards the boys' goal. Dave scowled and quickly back-pedaled, though he seemed to have his focus split between the ball and Gina's bikini-clad breasts that were staring him right in the face. Gina was not oblivious to his stares, and reached for her breasts with both hands and cupped them, jiggling the firm flesh in front of Dave. "You want to look at these or the ball, jackass?" Dave was utterly in shock at Gina's sudden self-molestation, a state that he rarely experienced, causing him to slow his pursuit as the sight of Gina's slutty act finally reached his cranium. Seeing him slow down, Gina charged ahead, yelling, "Over here Mel!" The lanky Asian girl nodded, and kicked it forward, where Gina swiftly swooped in to gain control of it. "Get out of the fucking goal and defend, douchebag!" came Dave's angry cry, and John sprinted towards the two attacking girls, getting in front of Gina and blocking her shot at their goal. This caused Gina to slow down, preparing to pass the ball to Melissa, but this allowed Dave to finally catch up once he'd shaken himself out of the shock, deflecting the pass to the side of the field. "GET THE FUCKING BALL!" Dave yelled, and John sprinted with all his might, taking a few seconds to finally catch up to it, only to run into Melissa, her sports-bra clad breasts bumping into John's shoulders, her lithe torso pressed up against his. John was unsure of what to do, the chivalric side of himself telling him that it was wrong to fight a girl so, but deep-seated part of him told him that not only would Dave kick his ass if he didn't give it his all, Dave wouldn't get the opportunity to subject the girls to his depraved imagination. Nudging Melissa aside with all his might, he gave the ball a swift kick to the center field, where Dave and Gina chased after it. Dave seemed to be pulling ahead of Gina, his longer legs allowing him to cover more ground with each stride, and Gina seemed to notice this. She lunged forward and grabbed onto his t-shirt, slowing him down and causing him to nearly fall. His grin returned to him, though, and swiftly one of his hands moved towards her breast, grabbing onto the underside of her breasts in what seemed to be an attempt to steady himself. John was engrossed by this increasingly sexual battle that was going down in the middle of the field, but knew he had to focus and get the ball. Running with energy he didn't know he had, he ran ahead of Melissa's own attempts to reach the ball and got to it, the girls' goal clearly in view, with neither of them anywhere near enough to stop him from scoring. With a swift kick, he shot the ball at the open air, sending it careening towards the empty field between the two Camp Wakiniki t-shirts that marked the enemy goal. He was about to do it, he was going to win the game for them, the opportunity for Dave to subject the girls to the depths of his crazy imagination. His pre-emptive celebration was crushed, however, when John saw the ball careen towards one of the t-shirts ... and promptly slide past it away from the field, barely missing the goal. John could hear Dave's loud cry of "FUCK!" burst out of him, some part of him glad that the kids would only be here tomorrow. "That's fucking bullshit!" Dave said, as the game had become paused for Melissa to retrieve the ball. "You pulled on my fucking shirt, you bitch!" "I tripped, asshole, get over it," Gina yelled back. "And in any case, you copped a feel of my tits, so you got your payback. If you want to touch these babies so bad -- " she said, suddenly grabbing onto Melissa's breasts when she returned with the ball, with a startled yelp from her, "-- why don't you win it fair and square?" Seeing Gina basically molest her friend sent a surge of electricity through John's spine, reaching down to his groin as he felt his cock stir in an erection. He fought to control it, thinking of the heat of the day and trying to focus on the match, but he knew he couldn't truly focus with two beautiful, half-naked girls standing in front of him. "Fine, bitch, we'll win it all right," Dave said, spitting onto the floor. "And there'll be more than just grabbing onto tits, let me tell you that." Dave pulled John aside, and whispered to him, "That girl Gina's not half bad, so when she's halfway across the field and has the ball, lose Melissa and help me block her off so I can steal the ball and we can win this damn game." Plan in hand, the two guys jogged back across the field to ready for a true battle. With one long, slim leg angled at ninety degrees atop the ball, her arms akimbo, Gina said, "You boys are going down right now." Lightning quick, she flicked it to Melissa, and both boys ran off to defend against their respective girl. John was quite a distance from Melissa, letting her get the ball across the field, albeit slowly as she kept it close to her, while the battle between Gina and Dave seemed pretty fierce; shoulders and hips butting into each other as they thundered across the field. Dave seemed to stumble for a moment, and Gina took this opportunity to surge ahead, calling out to Melissa, "I'm free! Pass the ball!" Melissa promptly obeyed and sent the ball flying in her direction, and Dave's grin grew once again. His false stumble revealed, he sprinted forward to intercept the pass, as John ran right in front of the goal, ready to block any shot attempts that Gina made. "Hey asshole," Gina said while still in pursuit, as the ball was still sailing in the air towards Dave. "What," came Dave's reply, turning towards the skinny brunette for the fraction of a second. Gina did not have any words for a rejoinder, she simply reached behind her neck where her bikini was tied up and pulled on the knot, and her bikini top came undone to reveal delicious pale breasts starkly contrasted against her own tanned skin, beads of sweat trickling down to the large pink nipples that features prominently in the center. Both boys became completely shocked for the second time that day, their mouths standing agape as they slowed to a complete standstill. Having become rooted to the ground, Dave did not even react when the ball bounced off his head towards the half-naked Gina, who now took firm possession of the ball. Within seconds, she'd sprinted towards the boys' goal and gave a thunderous kick, sending it right past Dave's shoulders; he could have easily reached out to block the ball, but the stunning sight of her naked breasts left Dave rooted to the spot, unable to even lift a finger, let alone an arm. With the goal scored, the match ended in a victory for the girls. Gina started spinning cartwheels in celebration, her large breasts jiggling in the fervor of her celebration, and even Melissa gave a soft cheer from the field. Dave and John were still in shock, the fact that they had lost blocked out by the sight of the beautiful, bouncing breast adorning the celebrating brunette girl. Gina was tying her bikini top back up when the guys finally worked themselves out of their boob-induce daze, and she flashed a grin right from Dave's arsenal and said, "So, guys, looks like these two girls beat you, and I think it's time to pay up." John was ready to beg for mercy, preparing an argument about how Gina should have been fouled for that goal. Dave seemed to read his mind, however, and put a firm hand on his shoulder. "Forget it, dude," he said. "She may have won with a trick, but a win's a win. We didn't hash out penalty rules after all, so it should have been assumed anything's fair game. I would have done the same if the roles were reversed." Turning to Gina, Dave sighed and gave an exaggerated bow. "Okay, Miss Winners, what do you want from your servants?" "I...I think it's only fair if they take off their shirts, since we had to take off ours, right Gina?" Melissa said timidly, moving behind her friend and hiding her pretty tits from view. "Only their shirts? He said he'd do the same if he were in my position, right? I think two cocks may have distracted me enough? So why don't the two of you guys come over to the skins team, and get down to your birthday suits." Dave kicked off his shoes and ripped off his socks, throwing them haphazardly on the field. By the time John had got his footwear off, placing it neatly to the side, Dave was already in his boxers, having ripped off his t-shirt in one smooth motion, revealing the toned body of a soccer player, muscles showing on his lean frame, six-pack abs gleaming with the sweat of the summer heat. In a move that was as shocking as the one that Gina had used to win the match, Dave then pulled down his shorts, revealing a crotch of trimmed pubic hair and a long, uncut penis, already slightly hard from the mere memory of Gina's naked breasts. Standing arms akimbo, he displayed his naked form proudly, and Melissa seemed to avert her gaze for a moment, only to return it to Dave's groin. John knew that Dave had boundless courage and basically no sense of shame, but the haste with which he'd stripped was shocking. He was already in his boxers, revealing his own pale, skinny form that came from too much computer use, and he was filled with dread at the thought of stripping down in front everyone. He and Dave had seen each other naked in the showers before, but the thought of having to stand naked in front these two incredibly attractive girls made John's dick shrivel up in fear, and he tried to back away in hopes that he could escape this dare. "For fuck's sake," Dave said, when he saw his friend's pathetic escape attempt. Walking over in two brisk steps, he grabbed onto John's boxers and pulling them down to the ground, revealing his circumsized, flaccid cock to all of them to see. Having seen his friend's erect cock being inserted into random pussies at school parties, John knew that both of them were of roughly equal size when fully erect at about eight inches, though Dave's had always been thicker, but the current difference in size made him grow red with embarassment. Dave ignored John's blushing cheeks and turned to the girls. "Okay, what do you want us to do now? Jump in the lake? Run naked through camp? You girls can't be as timid as this. Well, at least not you, Gina." "What Mel could think up of would surprise you," Gina said, "but what I'd like to know before I make anymore decisions is what you guys would have asked us to do if you had won. Not that I'm saying you had a chance, but what if." "If you hadn't distracted us with your tits," Dave said, "well, I'd probably do the same as you're doing to us. Finish the job, and get both of you naked. But I wouldn't just let you guys take off your own clothes ... no, I'd make you strip each other. Slowly." "Interesting," Gina said, one of her hands working its way behind her back towards Melissa, who gave a sudden yelp. Something was going on there, but neither of the guys could see what exactly. "What else would you have asked for, after that had happened?" "Well..." Dave said, and John could see the cogs whirring in his friend's mind. "First I'd make the two of you french kiss, and then make you rub your naked, sweaty bodies against each other. You'd then move your hands to each other's pussies and rub each other off, slowly, putting on a show for us." "Really?" Gina said, her grin growing from ear to ear now. "Like this, perhaps?" Suddenly Gina turned to face Melissa and spun the Asian girl around, her back now facing the guys. In one smooth motion, she yanked her friend's shorts down, revealing pink cotton panties clinging to a firm ass. Then, she smacked her friend's ass with hard with both hands, reddening the pale flesh that remained unhidden by the sheer cotton material and causing Melissa to let out a moan, one that seemed to yield more pleasure than pain. Continuing to play out this notion that Dave brought up, Gina quickly unclasped the strap of Melissa's sports bra and let it fall to the ground, spinning her around once more to show off the pretty breasts on the skinny Asian girl, her nipples smaller than Gina's own but lovely all the same. Finally, she yanked down Melissa's panties, revealing a delicious pussy covered with a small strip of black hair, and Melissa was naked save her knee-length socks and shoes. She continued to moan throughout this forced-stripping, but never seemed to struggle against her friend's actions. "The girl just loves it when I'm rough with her," Gina said, then lifted her arms above her and spread her legs apart. Melissa first untied Gina's bikini top and let it drop to the floor, revealing those amazing breasts that had won the girls the game, then got down on her knees, her lovely, naked ass sticking out towards the guys, and quickly yanking down the brunette girl's shorts, surprisingly revealing a clean shaven pussy. Gina grabbed Melissa's ponytail and yanked her friend onto her feet, then pulled her face towards her for a lip-locking kiss, the other hand reaching to the Asian girl's trimmed pussy, causing Melissa to moan even louder, even through the gorgeous French kiss the two of them were engaged in. After what seemed like an hour to the guys, Gina parted their lips, forcing Melissa's head towards her bountiful chest, where the Asian girl began licking at her tits with wild abandon. "Looks like you guys are lucky that I was already planning on getting naked and frisky with Mel in this field," Gina said. "It's far away enough from the female counselor cabin, where too many people are busy nosing around for me to pull us to pull out our double-dildo. Soccer was a nice pretense, and the two of you turning up was even better. Mel's never done a guy without me sharing him, and I think it'd be nice for her to fly solo for a bit. But first, I've decided what I want you slaves to do now. Get over here and start licking our pussies. Don't stop until I say so." Dave immediately moved towards Gina and got down on both knees behind her beautiful ass, and John apprehensively joined his friend behind Melissa's own fine ass. The two girls had returned to deeply kissing one another, tongues leaping in and out of their mouths as they fondled each others' gorgeous breasts, though it was only their torsos that had become so entwined. Grabbing onto Gina's legs, Dave quickly stuck his tongue into her wet, waiting pussy, causing her to moan loudly, darting it in and out for a few seconds while rubbing his index finger against her clit, making her legs tremble in pleasure as she verbalized her pleasure with countless expletives. John had never gone down on a girl before, and was nervous at what the taste would be like. Still, he couldn't believe he was given this opportunity to eat out a beautiful girl while she was making out with her equally hot friend, and abandoned his inhibitions and dove into Melissa's pussy. It was wetter than he could believe, her juices already flowing down the insides of her slender thighs, and he could feel Melissa tremble when as he began to lap her the wet juices flowing from her gorgeous pussy. It was somewhat bitter and a sour, but it was a unique taste in its own right. Plus, hearing Melissa's sultry moans emerge from her pushed the taste far away from his mind, as he went on pleasuring her with his tongue while she continued to surprise him with her sexuality. In the meanwhile, Dave had daringly moved from Gina's pussy up towards her ass, licking around the rim of her asshole before plunging a wet finger inside, in the meanwhile sticking three fingers into her wet, waiting pussy. "Oh fucking god, oh fucking god," Gina moaned, moving Melissa's lips to her breasts as she got double penetrated by Dave's fingers while her girlfriend sucked on her swelling nipples. Moments later, she grabbed onto Melissa's body as her legs buckled beneath her, shaking in the sheer ecstasy that Dave's fingers were giving her. "Okay, stud, it seems like you know a thing or two," Gina said as she sat down next to Dave, her legs still weak from the intense orgasm she just had. "Let's see just how well-trained my servant is, shall we? Whip out that fine cock of yours and stick it in me." As she said that, she pushed Dave flat onto the grass and wrapped a hand around his already stiff cock, guiding it into her pussy as she plunged herself onto it. John could not believe he was watching his friend fucking this incredibly hot brunette cowgirl style at a summer camp. However, the next words that came out of Melissa's mouth seemed even more incredulous. "Can I, um, stick your cock in my mouth, John?" she said, almost in a whisper. She'd already got down on her knees next to him, her pretty medium-sized tits sticking out as she held both hands behind her back shyly. "Wait, no, I mean I...I order you to let me stick your cock in my mouth." John was utterly taken aback that such a beautiful girl would proposition him for oral sex, and was speechless for almost a minute, the moans erupting from Dave and Gina and the hormones flooding his brain simply preventing any thoughts from forming in his mind. "Do it, Johnny boy. You're our servants, remember?" Gina said as she continued to ride Dave's cock. "Make sure she sucks you hard and good. It's a good learning experience for her." Melissa turned a blushed at those words, color flooding her perfectly sculpted cheeks while her breasts turned a bright shade of red that made them even more appealing. "I've never gone down on a guy before, though I've seen Gina do it a few times, so I know not to bite and stuff. I've never actually done a guy without Gina being there, so I hope you'll forgive me if I don't do it right." John's cock surged in a frenzy at the thought of the two girls engaging in some sort of menage-a-trois, and he thought he might come then and there. Following Melissa's lead, he lay on the ground, looking up at the sky in an attempt to expel some of the sexual energy from his mind so he'd last a little longer. In seconds, he felt warm, wet lips wrap themselves around his stiff cock, Melissa's tongue rubbing against the veins of his throbbing penis as she moved her mouth up and down his cock. She ate him up slowly, her tongue caressing every vein that throbbed along his engorged member, slowly taking him into her mouth inch by inch. Looking up, he saw her brush a few strands of hair around her ear, showing off her beautiful face pressed up against his groin, doe-like brown eyes gazing into his own. After a minute or two, Melissa's pace began to quicken, and John started panting from the sheer pleasure he was experiencing, his cock now bobbing in and out of her mouth at a rapid rate. In fact, Melissa had begun a low moan, imperceptible at first as all of John's senses had been engaged by the ecstasy he was experiencing, but as it grew louder John could not help but notice. He sat up further still, and saw that Gina and Dave's fuck session had encroached on their own, as John could see Gina eating out her girlfriend right underneath Melissa's prone, cock-sucking form, while Dave had one of Gina's long, supple legs wrapped around his neck and his cock ramming in and out of her vagina, much to her delight judging by the gasps of pleasure emerging in between breaths of muff-diving. Shirts vs Skins Ch. 02 As if triggered by his act of observation, Melissa's body started trembling, her lips still wrapped halfway around John's cock as she let out a stuff yell of orgasmic pleasure. In turn, the combination of her vibrating tongue and the actual sight of Gina eating out Melissa's pussy sent John over the edge, sending him to the brink of his own orgasm. "I think I'm gonna cum!" John exclaimed, grabbing at clumps of grass around him. Melissa heeded the warning just in time, releasing his cock from her mouth as thin streams of jism erupted from John's penis, spraying itself onto Melissa's back and ass, and even on parts of Gina's stomach. Pulling herself away from Dave for awhile, Gina turned over and crept toward's Melissa's ass, licking up the strands of cum that glittered along her back in the setting summer sun. "Mmm, tastes sour. Have you been eating a lot of fruit, John?" Gina said with a devious grin. John was speechless, the first time he'd heard that his diet could affect the very taste of his cum, which made Gina giggle. "You and Melissa are basically perfect for each other. Which means it's time for the next part of my plan." Gina lay Melissa flat on the ground, pinning Melissa's arms to her side, and sidled her body almost directly over Melissa's. Gina's crotch was hovering just over the Asian girl's lips and Dave's cock, while her head and hands was positioned right at her friend's near-hairless pussy and John's slightly smaller dick. She even quickly jabbed two fingers of one hand into Melissa's moist pussy and extracted it drenched in her juices. "Oh, she's so ready. And so am I. I'm ready for a little fantasy of mine, actually. You know what to do, right Mel?" Gina said, and Melissa replied with a trembling affirmative. Turning to Dave, she said, "You don't mind fucking my ass do you?" Dave's sly grin was all she needed. Nodding at John, she said, "And you're going to fuck Mel's pussy, alright? I see your dick's back in action already." John had never recovered quite so quickly before in the handful of times he'd had intercourse, but he'd also never been part of a foursome with two incredibly hot girls. He nodded with some new-found confidence. Without a word being said, Gina grabbed onto both cocks in front and behind her, guiding them to the respective spots she had laid out in her plans. It was hard to enter Melissa's pussy at first, her tight pussy lips wrapping itself around the head of his cock as it entered her slowly, while John could hear Dave's grunting and Gina's corresponding gasps of joy as he struggled to enter her asshole. Once in place, however, the guys began their slow grind, pushing in and pulling out with a slow, methodical pace, hands caressing all over the fuck-ready girls who were tenderly licking each other all over their pussies. As their pace continued, John could feel the pressure building in his balls as Gina's tongue and Melissa's pussy combined to give him the greatest sexual experience he might ever know, an incomprehensible joy that was hard to believe wasn't a dream. He looked up at Dave, and saw the cunning smirk that he wore so often after a plan of sexual conquest well executed, and held out a hand for an air high-five at this accomplishment. John, happy beyond belief, he could help but return it to pay tribute to his trouble-making friend's genius. Their joint fucking continued for a few more minutes, conjoined in a sort of 1691. John was first to feel the wave of ecstasy blow through him, simply grunting louder than usual, and though both girls seemed to notice, neither seemed to really care, as they too were trembling in their own orgasms from the pleasure their orifices were giving them. Dave, his sexual stamina a thing of legend in school and half the reason girls fell for his stupid stunts in the first place, joined them a few seconds later, the sheer pleasure of roughly fucking Gina's pussy and asshole too much for even him to bear, and finally releasing it into her tight anus. Fluids expelled and breaths collected, the girls plunged into one anothers' cum-filled holes and began sucking up the white jism released from the guys' dicks, slurping it up greedily. They then separated slightly, both moving to the boy they hadn't yet fucked and happily swallowing the wilting dick into their mouths, licking off the rest of the juices they hadn't yet finished. Gina quickly got onto her feet, and helped her friend up, where they embraced in a deep, passionate kiss, stirring both guys' cock slightly. "Y'know, I think I like the taste of John's cock better, after having both," Melissa said, still trembling, but with more confidence than usual. "Really? I kind of like it too, but Dave's has its own qualities. It's kind of hard to decide...I guess I'll have to judge it again in the confines of an actual building? What about we meet in the girls' locker room at fifteen to midnight, so I can determine a winner once and for all? After all, you'll still be our slaves then, though if you pleasure us for more than fifteen minutes, who knows who'll have control then?" Dave's grin was from ear to ear right then, and John couldn't help but feel that his might be the same. Dave's schemes always got them into trouble, but for once it was the sort of trouble that the both of them could afford. He couldn't wait until tonight.