5 comments/ 140232 views/ 81 favorites The Weekend Sleepover Ch. 01 By: spaldan All characters in this story series are at least 18 years old ---------- Growing up, my best friend's name was Mark. We had grown up on the same street and gone to the same school since we were in kindergarten. Mark was the baby in a beautiful family. His father had passed away when we were freshmen in high school, and it was hard on Mark and his family, but his father had left the family a lot of money. His mother, Lisa (who I always called "Mrs. M," even after her husband's death), like to stay fit and active. She had been a housewife until her husband's death, but took over the family landscaping business when she became a widow. She was shorter, about 5'4", with shoulder length brown hair, kind green eyes, and an amazingly firm looking set of C cup breasts for a woman of 46. She had definitely aged, but she kept in shape. Mark's two older sisters seemed to have inherited all the best genes from Mark's tall, blond father and shapely mother. Amanda, or "Mandy," was six years older than Mark, and I didn't know her as well. She had the body of a dancer, tall and thin but with a nice, big set of B cup breasts. Mandy was almost as tall as Mark, at 5'10." She had her father's blond hair and her mother's green eyes. Mark's other sister, Jennifer (or "Jenny") was shorter than her brother and sister at 5'6," but had a nice, shapely body. Jennifer shared her sister's blond hair and green eyes, but had a large set of C cup breasts and a cute little apple bottom. I had known Jenny growing up, especially since she was only two grades above us. She was a cheerleader in high school, hung out with the popular girls, and always liked to tease her "baby brother" and I whenever we were at her house. Jenny complained constantly that she was the fat sibling, since her sister was so tall and thin and Mark had developed into a muscular young man. I thought Jenny was beautiful. She wasn't the stick figure of a skinny, high school girl growing up, but she had the body of a beautiful woman. I had told Mark that I thought his sister was hot, and like most high school kids, he didn't want to hear about boys checking out his sister. So I never brought it up again. As an 18 year old with raging hormones, being around Jenny often turned me on. She and her cheerleader friends often wore skimpy clothes or practiced their stunts in tight little cheerleader outfits. Then suddenly it was my turn to celebrate graduating from high school. Mark and I were trying to squeeze in as much fun as possible before we had to leave for college. It was a summer full of trips to our favorite places and spending time with our group of friends whenever we could. Jenny was back from college for part of the summer, but she was spending most of her time with her old high school crowd. One week, Mark's mother had to leave for a business conference in the State Capitol. She said her kids were good, and they were all adults now, so she left it to Jenny to keep an eye on Mark and to Mark to keep an eye on Jenny. They were forbidden from throwing parties, but were allowed to invite a few friends over, and Jenny was given some money for food. Mark invited me over for that Friday night, telling me I should spend the weekend at his house. Jenny had also invited three of her college friends to town to spend the weekend at her place. Mark was thrilled to hear about his sister's friends, claiming that at least two of them were very attractive and he was hoping to be able to hit on them over the course of the weekend. He said he would kill to be able to make out with a college girl. Little did we know what we were in for. Mark and I were eating pizza around 9:00 when all the girls arrived. They had brought three boxes of wine and proceeded to get drunk as we all got to know each other over pizzas. Samantha, or Sam as they called her, was clearly the queen bee of the group. She was tomboy-ish, but attractive in a girl-next-door sort of way. She was tall and skinny with long, brown hair, smallish B cup breasts, but noticeably nice, shapely legs. When she spoke, you could tell that the other girls listened. Sam rolled her eyes when the others giggled at childish jokes. When I got to college, I got to know her type. She was the girl who was always taking care of her friends, making sure they didn't get into trouble. Brenda was a big flirt, and the one Mark had told me he wanted. She was very pretty, with pale skin and blue eyes framed by fiery red hair. Brenda was about 5'6" tall with a very full set of B cup breasts. Brenda was the kind of girl who looked at you seductively, casually sucked the cheese off her fingers as if she didn't know what it looked like, and then giggled mischievously while flipping her hair. The third college friend, Carly, was short at about 5'2" tall. She was the least skinny of the girls, but I never would have described her as fat. She was voluptuous. She had long, blond hair, sparkling grayish green eyes, and an amazing set of of huge D cup breasts. Her firm, perky rack matched her cute, round bottom. As we cleaned up the mess on the dining room table and threw out the empty boxes, it became clear that the girls were drunk. "So," Brenda asked casually, "Are you two boys still virgins?" "What?!" I exclaimed. "You boys don't want to start college as virgins," Brenda continued, "None of the girls will sleep with you." "Well, Kevin's still a virgin," Mark replied, "But I'm not." I punched him hard in the shoulder for that one. "What?!" Jenny exclaimed in surprise. "My baby brother has had sex!" "Oh shut up, Jenny," Carly chirped, "You've become quite the slut yourself." Mark changed instantly from trying to look suave, to trying to control his anger. "What?!!" He roared, "What do you mean a slut?" "Oh calm down," Brenda responded, "You were the one just trying to brag about not being a virgin." A tense and awkward silence followed. We continued to clean up our dinner mess without much conversation between us. I spent most of my time glaring at Mark, who spent most of his time glaring at Jenny, who spent most of her time glaring at Carly. We decided to move to the living room to watch a movie. Mark's living room was large, with two big couches and a Lazy Boy recliner. Mark plopped himself down in the recliner, still clearly irritated. I tried to be polite and waited to see where the girls would sit. Surprisingly Brenda and Carly chose to spread out on the floor. Jenny and Sam sat in one of the couches, so I was left to stretch out on the other couch. We turned off the lights and settled in for the movie. The air conditioning was strong to combat the heat of the summer, and we were soon getting a little cool. There were blankets around the room, and it wasn't long before Jenny and Sam were sharing one, Brenda and Carly were tucked under another on the floor, and even I was using one to cover me. The girls were giggly during the movie, and clearly a little drunk. And they were still drinking some of the boxed wine. "It's getting cold in here," Brenda complained. "We can turn down the AC, stupid, " Sam responded. "No, I don't want to get sweaty," Carly responded with yet another giggle. "Fine," Brenda replied, "Then I need some warmth." In one quick move, Brenda threw off the blanket, jumped up on the couch next to me, and had wormed herself under my blanket. I was caught completely off guard. "What are you doing, Brenda?" Sam said calmly but clearly disapprovingly. "I need some body heat, and I'm totally safe up here with the virgin," She replied. I could feel the heat of embarrassment causing my face to flush. The movie got interesting again, and the talking stopped, but I wasn't paying attention to the t.v. anymore. I had never been so intimately close to a virtual stranger before. Brenda had snuggled her backside right up to my front, and I was keenly aware of the slight and sweet smell of her perfume. I could see her womanly curves and feel her soft ass pressed against my crotch. It wasn't long before I was trying to hide a throbbing erection. M hard cock had grown awkwardly against my leg, and was pressed down by my underwear. It kept my cock away from Brenda, but it was starting to get painful. I tried to shift my weight subtly to free my erection, and it sprang up into its natural position. Unfortunately, the move also caused it to slide against Brenda's backside and left it snuggled between the crack of her ass. I was terrified she would complain or slap me, but instead, she giggled. There was no obvious reason for her to have giggled, and I looked at the others in the room. Mark was looking at me with irritation and clear jealousy. I knew he was interested in Brenda, but this was not my fault. Sam was keeping one eye on us and one eye on the movie, but was clearly irritated. I didn't know what to do, I was trapped. I was loving the feeling of Brenda pressed against my body, but I was afraid the others disapproved and Brenda might think I was a perv with my cock pressed against her. After a couple of minutes, Brenda sighed. My cock was still throbbing against her when she lifted her arm and absently scratched her thigh. That hand quickly dipped behind her back and between us, and was pawing at my erection. I shifted backwards in surprise, and Brenda reacted by trying to wrap her hand around the head of my dick through my shorts. All that movement did not go unnoticed. "What is going on over there?" Sam scolded. "Yeah, Kevin," Brenda replied, "Stop moving around!" I froze. I didn't want to get into trouble and if the blanket were taken away I would sure look guilty with a solid hard on tenting my pants. Brenda slid down so that she was lying on her back on the couch next to me. I could feel the soft weight of one of her breasts now pressing against my chest. That mischievous hand of hers now had easy access to my throbbing cock in the space created under the blanket between us. I didn't move as her hand closed around it, feeling its weight and girth through my shorts. Brenda wasn't just playing around. Within second she had deftly pushed down the top of my shorts and had the hard tip of my cock in her small, soft hands. I had gotten hand jobs before, but Brenda definitely knew what she was doing. She held the head of my rod in her hands and just used her thumb to rub gently around the head of my cock. There was no visible movement above the blanket, but the sensations going on underneath were thrilling. It wouldn't have been enough, with just her thumb circling the head of my knob, for her to have gotten me off, but it sure felt good. "Can we pause the movie for a pee break?" Carly asked from the floor. "Sounds like a good idea," Mark replied, hitting the pause button. Carly and Mark jumped up at the same time and headed to different bathrooms in the house. "I need some water," Sam said, standing and heading for the kitchen. Jenny looked at me with the smile that always melted my heart, winked, and followed Sam into the kitchen. Brenda turned to face me, never letting go of my cock or stopping her gentle rubbing. Her soft, warm hand was starting to feel really good. "So lover," she whispered, "are you really a virgin?" "Yes," I whispered back, feeling the weight of her full breasts pressed against my chest. "You being a good boy, waiting for marriage?" She asked. "No," I replied, "I guess I just haven't had a chance." "So you do want to have sex?" She asked. "Yes," I replied She laughed a surprisingly light, sweet laugh. "Good for you," she whispered. "Sex is fun. And you don't want to disappoint all those college girls who are gong to love this hard body of yours, or this big cock." Brenda's hand began to slide up and down my shaft, feeling a little rough on my dry skin but feeling much better than just her soft thumb. "My goodness this is a big cock," she continued, feeling my thick seven inches. I had seen other guys in the shower and thought they looked a little smaller, but I never realized until that moment how large my cock was. "Would you like it if I was your first time," Brenda whispered, looking deeply into my eyes. "Of course," I whispered back. Brenda began pulling off her shorts, and I could tell what she was doing. "Hey wait, what if..." But that was all I got out. Jenny bounced her way back into the room. "You two having fun?" Jenny teased. "Oh, just talking about college," Brenda replied. "Yeah right," Jenny shot back with a laugh. Jenny dropped into the recliner, one shapely leg draped over the arm of the chair. With her legs spread like that, I caught a glimpse of Jenny's pink underwear beneath her shorts. I glanced back up at her face, and saw that she was looking at me. She had caught me staring at her crotch, and instead of looking upset she flashed me a silly smile. Slowly, everyone else began to return to the room. With Jenny in the recliner, Mark took the other couch. Without a word to anyone, Carly also sat down on the couch and pulled the blanket over her. Sam, the last to return, didn't seem to mind being left with the blanket on the floor, and spread herself out there. We restarted the movie. Brenda never stopped rubbing me. Her hands were both soft and strong, never chafing my dry cock but applying just the right amount of pressure to feel good. She was especially adept at alternating between swirling her soft hand around just the head of my cock and taking long strokes up the length of my shaft. I was initially nervous that people would see her hand moving up and down, but the blanket fell in a way that created a little space between us, and it hid her movements completely. Once I relaxed about being caught, I felt more calm and revelled in the feeling of her hands sliding up and down my shaft. I had gotten a couple of hand jobs before Brenda, but nothing came close to how good her hand felt. And she knew exactly where to touch. The soft spot just under the crown of my cock, the sensitive top of the head, the ridge running length of the shaft. Switching up her movements also meant that I was constantly surprised and aroused. It felt like sparks of electricity were shooting through my body every time she did something new, and then I quickly had something else to worry about. I tried to casually lower my head and put my mouth right next to her ear. "Stop," I barely whispered. "I'm going to cum." "Are you kidding?" She whispered back, "already?" "Yes, stop!" I insisted. "I'm going to shoot cum all over you if you don't." She gave me a big smile and her blue eyes sparkled. "Fine, if you don't want to make a mess, put it in me." "Are you crazy?" I whispered in her ear, but she didn't respond. She just rolled slowly onto her side, as if she were adjusting herself, so that her bare firm ass was pressed against my throbbing cock. I had forgotten that she slipped off her pants earlier. This was getting completely out of control. I loved the feeling of her shapely, firm ass pressed against my engorged cock. You could have bounced quarters off that ass. Brenda had slipped her hand down her body, because I felt it groping between her legs for my cock. I thrust my hips upward slightly, and her hand found my hard shaft. Her delicate fingers again played teasing circles around the rim of my swollen member. Then, Brenda pulled my fat cock head down slightly and suddenly my cock was rubbing against something wet and slippery. I realized that Brenda had rubbed my cock head against her wet, swollen pussy lips before positioning me at the opening to her entrance. Her hand moved away, and we remained like that for a moment, my throbbing and eager penis positioned just at the entrance to her pussy. I looked around the room, and no one seemed to notice a thing. Carly and Mark had laid across the couch in a mirror of what I was doing with Brenda. Jenny and Sam were both wrapped up in blankets and appeared genuinely interested in the movie. I didn't know what to do, but my hard on was screaming for attention, so I pushed my hips forward slightly. I will never forget the sensation that followed. At first I didn't think anything was going to happen, as I felt warm and wet pressure on the head of my cock. Then suddenly my cock head pushed through Brenda's opening, and I was inside of her. It was like my penis had been swallowed by a hot, wet, velvety glove, and I was no longer a virgin. The heat and the wetness and the tightness and the softness were all amazing. I was surprised by how hot and wet it felt, but I knew this is where my cock was meant to be. Even my best jerk off sessions had never come close to feeling as good as a real pussy. I could feel the heat of pleasure flowing through my cock and warming the center of my body. Brenda sighed audibly as I pushed through, but again no one seemed to be paying attention to us. After I overcame the initial amazing feeling of the warmth and wetness, I pushed my cock fully into Brenda. She groaned very softly, and then I withdrew almost to my tip before sliding the length of my solid shaft back into her tightness. The feel of her wet, tight skin sliding against the length my aching cock was incredible. I would like to say that I was a stud my very first time, and gave Brenda a good fucking before I came, but that is not true at all. The sensation of a wet, velvety glove gripping my hard penis was too much for me. I pulled back, thrust, pulled back, thrust, and then the orgasm overtook me. It happened so quickly, I almost cried out in surprise. I had never gotten off so hard or so quickly in my short life, but each thrust felt as good as ten minutes of masturbating. Every inch of skin on my cock tingled as it rubbed against the soft tunnel of her pussy. After the third thrust, fireworks flashed before my eyes, I felt a heated explosion in my groin, and every molecule in my body was overcome with pure, bright, pleasure. I felt my cock expand and then spurt hot load after enormous hot load deep into Brenda's tight pussy. It felt like my orgasm lasted for an hour, and I began to feel my body actually shaking as spurt after spurt erupted out of my cock and into Brenda's pussy. In reality, it probably lasted 30 seconds. But it was far and away the best orgasm of my young life to that point. As I calmed down and tried to keep from screaming in joy, I began to think of excuses to give Brenda for why I had come so fast. She had given me a really great hand job, for a while. And watching her and the other girls being flirty while eating their pizza had kept me turned on for most of the night. But in the end, it turned out that I didn't need any excuses. We continued to lay motionless on the couch as the movie on the television came to an end. My cock softened a little from its fully engorged state, but remained firmly planted in Brenda's pussy. As soon as the movie ended, Jenny sprang out of her chair and said she had to pee. Sam said she also had to go, and they headed off towards Jenny's bathroom. Mark and Carly lay on the other couch for a moment before Mark said something, Carly giggled, and then they got up and headed towards the kitchen without a word to me or Brenda. Brenda turned to face me and my thick cock finally slipped out from inside of her. She had a bright smile on her face as she looked at me with her beautiful blue eyes. "I can tell you really enjoyed that," she said, "I can't believe I could actually feel you shaking as you came. And your cock is still pretty hard. Amazing. Did you enjoy your first time, virgin?" "Oh yeah," I whispered back, "I hope that was okay." "Oh yeah, baby," Brenda replied, her blue eyes still intently looking at mine, "I love getting to be your first." The Weekend Sleepover Ch. 01 "I meant I hope it's okay I came inside of you," I quickly replied. "Oh yeah, I'm on the pill. It's fine. And you're a virgin so I know you're clean just like I am." "Of course I am. Sorry I didn't last longer," I said. "You did fine, baby. At least you knew when you were getting close. I've had guys not ready for it and come all over my clothes, which is a mess. But I'll also admit, when you talked about cumming all over me, it turned me on. I love that." Brenda had been slipping her shorts back on, and continued by explaining, "Don't want to start leaking and make a mess on the couch. Don't worry about cumming so quick, it was your fist time. But now you owe me an orgasm" It was a good thing she had put her shorts on because Jenny came back into the room. "You two still cuddling on the couch?" Jenny teased as she dropped back into the recliner. "All your cuddling is making me jealous." "Not anymore," Brenda said as she tossed off the blanket and stood up. "My turn for the bathroom." ---------- We all began to take turns with the bathroom and preparing for bed. Mark pulled me aside at one point and asked if I minded sleeping in the living room. The plan had been for me to sleep on the floor of his room, but he apparently wanted to "leave his options" open in case Carly or one of the other girls wanted to hook up with him. I told him I didn't mind, though I didn't think there was a snowball's chance in hell that one of the girls would try slipping into his room in the middle of the night. Jenny and Sam decided to share Jenny's bed, and Carly and Brenda took Mandy's room. That left me alone in the living room, curled up on the biggest couch. After a long day and an earth shattering orgasm, I fell asleep almost immediately. When I woke, it was still completely dark out and I couldn't tell how long I had been asleep. I was very thirsty, so after a quick trip to the bathroom I went into the kitchen for a glass of water. On my way back out, the door opened and I almost ran into Brenda in the darkness as she entered the kitchen. Her arms fell around me softly, and we stared at each other in the darkness. Our faces were intimately inches apart, but all I could make out was the whites of her eyes. My free hand reached up and settled on the swell of her hip. "I was hoping it was you down here," She whispered as we backed up into the dark kitchen, never letting go of each other. "What are you doing awake?" I whispered back. "Carly snores. Besides, you owe me an orgasm and I want to collect," she answered. The heat of her body so close to mine and the sweet scent of her perfume were intoxicating. I leaned forward and brushed my soft lips against hers. It amazed me to think that I had already had sex with this gorgeous woman, and this was the first time I had gotten to kiss her. Her gentle lips returned my affection, and we were soon kissing softly in the darkness. I put the cup of water down, wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled Brenda's body into mine. I felt the soft swells of her firm breast press against my chest as I reached up to run my fingers through her silky red hair. I cupped her face with my hand and kissed my way eagerly down her neck. Brenda responded my gasping softly into my ear and grinding her eager crotch against my rapidly inflating cock. Brenda had a t-shirt and shorts on, but as my hand followed my kisses down from her throat and across her chest, I could feel that she wasn't wearing a bra. My hot mouth returned to suck on her neck as my hand gently cupped her left breast. I felt its weight in my palm as a nibbled on her ear, and also felt as her nipple hardened beneath my hand. I rolled that nipple gently between my fingers beneath the fabric of her shirt as I kissed my way down the center of her chest again. My hands slid down to Brenda's hips, and in a swift movement I had lifted her and placed her on the little island in the middle of the kitchen. Brenda moved without protest, opening her legs as I lifted her shirt just slightly so that I could kiss her flat stomach and tease her belly button with my tongue. I grasped the waist band of her pants, and Brenda offered no protest as I slid her shorts down her legs. She was also not wearing anything under her shorts, and after I dropped her shorts on the floor, I ran my hands over her neatly trimmed pussy. I couldn't see her womanhood in the dark, but I could smell the very faint scent of her arousal. My fingers explored gently as they traced over her hot and full pussy lips. As I dipped into the opening of her sex, my fingers felt her wetness. She was practically leaking her arousal. The next part I thought and hoped I would know how to do. I read a lot of sex stories and Penthouse letters and paid careful attention so I would have a general idea of what to do when I got my first real chance at pussy eating. And I did not disappoint. I knelt down and my face slid between Brenda's open legs. In the darkness, my tongue found the folds of her sweet pussy. She had a distinctive taste to her womanhood, but it was very slight. I first licked up and down her soft pussy lips with the tip of my tongue a few times before she started shifting her hips trying to get more contact. I circled her clit with just the tip of my tongue, and she realized that I was teasing her. She whimpered softly in the dark. I responded by running the length of my rough, wet tongue against her sensitive bud and she squealed in delight before catching herself and remaining quiet. I slathered attention on her clit, licking it up and down, across, and rubbing circles around it with my tongue. Brenda made soft moaning noises and I could tell she was fighting to keep quiet. I lapped at her wet pussy lips with the length of my tongue before returning and flicking rapidly at her clit. After a couple of minutes of this routine, I closed my lips over her wet pussy and sucked her slit into my mouth. With her clit trapped between my soft lips, I rubbed at it furiously with my tongue. Brenda's body stiffened. "Oh God," she whispered. "Don't stop. Please don't stop doing that." I continued to flick away at her clit as it remained sucked up into my hot mouth. "Oh God, don't stop. Don't stop," She repeated. I kept slathering her clit with constant, gentle, rapid pressure. I could feel her body tense around me and her hand reached out to grasp the back of my head. She pulled me tighter against her wet lips as my tongue continued to wetly rub against her. "Oh God," she moaned softly, "I'm going to cum. I'm going to...." Brenda gritted her teeth and growled as her body shook. She squealed again softly as I kept up the gentle flicking of my tongue against her clit. I felt my cock grow to full size in my shorts as I listened to her panting and watched her body soar through an orgasm. Unlike the other girls I had been with, Brenda didn't ask me to stop. I kept her clit trapped between my lips and continued lapping at her sensitive nub as she drew in deep breaths and began to calm down. I had been amazed that I could get her to cum without even sticking a finger inside of her, but after a couple of minutes was beginning to wonder if I should ask if she wanted me to stop. "Oooo, that," she whispered breathlessly. "Whatever you are doing, that feels so good. I could almost cum again already." I renewed my suckling and rubbing of her clit and she responded, "Oh Kevin, I want you to fuck me." she said, "Stick that big cock in me right now, I want you to fuck me." Brenda actually pushed my face away from her as she slid off the counter top and and turned herself around. I stood up and my cock was so hard that it sprang out as I pulled it free through the bottom of my shorts. Brenda placed her hands on the counter and ground her firm, soft ass back against my hard member. "Oh yeah, come on baby. Fuck me now," she whispered in encouragement. I grasped the base of my cock and slid the fat head of it against her now dripping wet folds. When I felt the head of my dick line up against her hot opening, I thrust slowly into her. I felt the head of my cock squeezed again before it popped back into her hot, soft pussy. I again marvelled at the feeling of how wet and how hot it felt inside her tight pussy. I also marvelled that I had only fucked Brenda from behind. My hands grasped her hips and pulled her sexy body back onto me and I thrust the full length of my cock deep inside of her. I withdrew again almost to the tip, again revelling in the way her soft skin slid against the length of my hard cock as I moved inside her. I grabbed Brenda's hips again and pulled her back onto me as I fucked my pole deep into her. We began to work up a slow rhythm of my cock sliding in and out of her as I felt the pleasure growing inside my groin. Sparks shot down to my toes as I felt her pussy open to accept me and wetly caress my member as it plunged inside of her. Soon Brenda was pushing back against me and whimpering softly every time I bottomed out deep within her. "Oh yeah, baby," she moaned quietly, "Oh yeah, fuck me just like that." I now had her hips firmly in my grasp and used my thumbs to press into the firm flesh of her ass as I fucked her. Although I had technically lost my virginity earlier that night, this was the first time I had truly had sex. I began plowing my cock in and out of her and I could feel the familiar tingle of an orgasm building. I was pumping my hard seven inched into her soft body, and began pounding her against the counter top. I slid one hand along her tight, smooth body, and cupped one of her full, firm breasts. Brenda arched her back as I fucked her, drilling my cock into her tight wetness over and over again. The burning pleasure of orgasm built rapidly, and I warned Brenda while continuing to thrust inside of her. "I'm going to come, baby." "Go ahead," she responded breathlessly. "Give me that cum, I'm so close." I withdrew my hand from fondling her hardening nipple and again grasped her hips firmly with both hands. I took a few more hard strokes, feeling her pussy gripping and rubbing my hard cock, before I felt the tingle of impending orgasm begin to over take me. Then the kitchen door opened suddenly and the lights came on. Jenny strolled into the kitchen, rubbing her eyes, and Brenda and I both froze. I was so dangerously close to cumming and shooting my load that I almost couldn't stand it. "I thought I heard something," Jenny said, yawning. Brenda still had her shirt on and so did I. We were positioned behind the little island in the kitchen, so Jenny couldn't see what we were doing. For a very quick second I thought we were going to get away with it and Jenny would never know. I dropped my hands from around Brenda's waist and quickly brought them to my sides. Jenny was still yawning with her eyes half closed when I made the fatal mistake of shifting my weight slightly forward, at the same instant that Brenda decided to try to pick her torso up off the counter and stand up. I learned later that my movement had ground Brenda's sensitive clit against the edge of the counter top. She was on the very edge of an orgasm herself, and my body had pressed her naked crotch against the counter top. When she moved to stand up, Brenda's clit came into contact with the edge of the counter, with only the skin of her pussy lips between her clit and direct contact. When I shifted my weight, it caused Brenda's clit, beneath her wet skin, to rub against the counter top. It was like one last jolt of electricity shot out from her clit and radiated through her body. So close to orgasm, it was all she needed. It all happened in the span of maybe four seconds. Jenny was mid yawn and Brenda cried out, "Ahhh.... nnnnno," softly as the orgasm overcame her. She was so aroused and the final sensation was so slight that the orgasm burned long and deep inside of her. She was half horrified of cumming in front of Jenny, half lost in the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She tried to bite down on the scream of pleasure erupting from her lips, but "unnngghhh" still escaped her. In the throes of orgasm, Brenda tried to lift off my cock to stop the delicious sensations from completely crippling her, and when she couldn't lift off she sank back against my crotch. That was the last bit of stimulus I needed to complete our exposure. Her pussy rubbed just slightly against my throbbing cock, still trapped inside of her. Brenda moved maybe two inches up and two inches down, barely in control of her own body, but the sensation of her slippery wetness gliding against the length of my cock set off a fiery explosion of my own. It was like a sudden white light unleashed inside of me, my toes curled involuntarily. "Oh my God," I said softly, without even realising it, as the first amazing burst of orgasm ripped through me. I felt my cock swell and shoot out my juices, the cum spewing inside of Brenda. I shot one hot load and then another, the pleasure boiling out of me and into Brenda's pussy, and my eyes closed involuntarily. Brenda again tried to lift herself off me, still numb with the joy of her own orgasm. My legs weakened slightly from cumming so hard, and I dropped a little. To both our surprises, my cock popped free, and I shot a thick, clearly visible rope of cum that sprayed up Brenda's back almost to her neck. Jenny had frozen comically, mid yawn, when Brenda's "unnngghhh" and my "Oh my God," escaped our lips. She knew something strange was going on, but still didn't quite know what as my first spurt of cum landed on the back of Brenda's t-shirt. Then her beautiful green eyes fixed on my cock and watched as it clearly twitched and then shot another weak spurt of cum that splattered on Brenda's smooth, firm ass. Since the kitchen light had come on, it had been the most momentous twenty seconds of my life. "OH MY GOD YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING!" Jenny squealed, her eyes growing wide with alarm. Brenda and I were still fighting off the pleasant post orgasm haze, but I was alert enough to whisper, "SHHHHH!" to Jenny. "Don't shush me!" She whispered intently. "I come downstairs to get some water and find you two fucking in my kitchen." She paused for a second, still taking in the scene, before again accusing us. "You two were fucking!" Brenda had collapsed face down on the counter top, and surprised me yet again by laughing quietly. "You're the rude one," she whispered slowly. "We were minding our own business having fun before you interrupted us at the most critical moment." Jenny's green eyes looked at Brenda, then looked at me. She was clearly puzzled for a second, weighing what she had just seen. Then she suddenly burst into laughter too. "Well I hope you didn't get any cum on my kitchen, because that would be gross," Jenny whispered to me. I was surprised by how well she appeared to be taking it. "Can I get my glass of water now?" she asked with feigned indignity. "Sure honey, do whatever you want," Brenda replied with a whisper. "It's your kitchen." Both girls laughed loudly again. As Jenny walked into the kitchen and opened a cabinet to get out a glass, I couldn't decide if I should try to cover myself up or look casual or just run from the room. "I thought you were supposed to be a virgin," Jenny said to me, clearly looking at my exposed cock. "Not anymore," Brenda laughed. Jenny got her water and began to drink it, then returned her gaze to my penis as I remained frozen with indecision. "Well, that's a pretty big dick you got there," Jenny whispered. I moved my hands to cover myself, and both girls started laughing again. "Don't worry silly," Brenda teased while reaching behind her for her pants, "Jenny won't tell anyone about this." "For the right price, anyway," Jenny responded, with a final laugh, before walking with her glass of water out of the kitchen. ---------- After Jenny left, Brenda kissed me sweetly, pressing her soft lips against mine. She asked if she could sleep downstairs with me, since Carly snored, and we fell asleep in each others arms. I had never slept so intimately with someone before, our warm bodies curled around each other, and the sensations that kept waking me meant my night was far from restful. Brenda and I both woke up in the early hours of morning when we heard movement upstairs. Brenda looked around the dark living room, gave me one soft, sweet kiss, and then threw off the blankets and ran back to her room. I slept another hour before I was woken for breakfast, which was very awkward. The six of us sat around the table eyeing each other. I could feel my face flushing with embarrassment every time I made eye contact with Jenny, but she just giggled and smiled mischievously every time she looked at me. I tried not to look at Brenda too much, but every time I looked into her blue eyes it was like I could feel the desire and lust there. I wasn't sure if the desire was mine or hers, but it was undeniable. It was only towards the end of breakfast that I realized Brenda kept making furtive glances at Carly. The girls decided they wanted to go shopping in the morning and spend the afternoon by the pool. Mark and I, as was typical for our lazy youth, decided we were just going to stay home and watch tv. ---------- Sometime that afternoon, the girls returned and dropped their shopping bags upstairs. Ten minutes later, they were bounding down the stairs and heading for the pool. Matt found an excuse to head over to the kitchen, probably to ogle the girls out the kitchen window. Surprisingly, Brenda slipped quietly back in the sliding door and found me standing in the living room. She was wearing a skimpy green bikini that set off her fiery red hair and also showed me ample acreage on her beautiful body. Brenda's full B cups bounced softly with just the triangles of fabric concealing her pink nipples. I was hard in an instant. She slipped over to me, wrapped an arm gently around my neck, and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. I was very aware of her soft, creamy skin pressing against my body. I was so hard that she had to have felt my engorged cock pressing into her stomach. "Good news and bad news lover," she said to me, staring at me with her beautiful blue eyes. "Jenny said she'll keep our secret as long as we let her watch us fuck tonight. And we have to put on a good show." One more soft kiss and Brenda slipped back out the sliding door, leaving me completely bewildered as usual. We're going to fuck again? That was my first thought, rapidly followed by, Jenny wants to watch? Brenda called me her lover? She's going to let me have sex again? Matt walked back into the kitchen, snapping me out of my daze. "They are pretty hot looking, aren't they," He said with a big smile, mistaking the reason for my dazed look. The Weekend Sleepover Ch. 02 While Mark and I spent the early afternoon in the house, I tried to ignore the beautiful bodies lying out by the pool. Eventually, Mark and I wandered out to the back yard and found four beautiful bodies lounging on the deck. My eyes were drawn to Jenny, as always, wearing a cute but skimpy pink bikini whose triangles of fabric barely contained her large, creamy breasts. Her tits were so huge they were spilling out the side of her top. Jenny was sitting on the steps of the pool talking quietly with Brenda. Carly was lounging in one of the pool chairs, laying on her stomach with her bikini top untied. Sam was actually swimming around the pool in a black one piece. When Sam saw Mark and I walk out onto the pool deck, she swam over to the edge of the pool. "Mark," she called, "I was thinking about going to the grocery store to pick up some food for dinner. Jenny wants to stay and get a little more sun, but I rather go now. Will you drive us?" Carly raised her head and looked over at us. When she shifted up onto her elbows, I got a tantalizing look at a few more inches of her young, firm tit flesh, though she kept her nipples hidden under her. "I kind of want to go get some groceries too," Carly added. "Would you mind taking us?" "Not at all," Mark replied. "We can leave whenever you two are ready." "Really?!" Jenny and I simultaneously responded. We looked at each other and smiled, sharing our surprise at Mark's sudden helpfulness. "Sure, I don't mind," Mark replied, looking a little annoyed. "You want to come, Kev?" I thought about it for a second, looking at Jenny and Brenda watching me from the steps of the pool. "Um, no need for all of us to go," I finally responded. "I'll just stay here." "Suit yourself," Mark responded. Five minutes later Mark was pulling out of the driveway in his mom's car, Carly sitting in the front seat next to him and Sam in the back. Brenda, Jenny and I were left lounging around the pool. Jenny and Brenda were sitting on the steps at the shallow end while I sat on the ledge near the deep end, dangling my legs in the water. I knew something was coming, and I was nervous. Looking over at Brenda and Jenny, looking magnificent in their bikinis, water glistening over all their smooth curves and exposed flesh, only made me more nervous. "Alright horn dog," Brenda finally said, "Take off those shorts and show Jenny what you're working with." "You're not even going to buy me a drink first?" I tried to joke. My voice rose to a high pitch at the end of my question, completely betraying my discomfort. Brenda just smiled at my obvious nervousness. She swam slowly over to my end of the pool, her soft tit flesh floating in the water in front of her as she slowly moved towards me. She flashed a sweet, reassuring smile, but I could see there was serious mischief in her sparkling blue eyes. "I told you the deal I made, lover," she said softly. "Just trust me and I promise you will completely enjoy this." "Are you serious?" I asked, glancing over at Jenny. The smile was gone from her face as she watched our exchange intently. "Yes, now strip," Brenda ordered. I was very torn between laughing it off as a joke and walking away or taking off my shorts. After a moment's hesitation, I took a deep breath, stood on the pool deck, and dropped my shorts. In my near terrified state, my cock was a shriveled mess, but that was apparently not the point. "SEE!" Brenda exclaimed loudly, "I TOLD you he was game." Jenny didn't say a word, her eyes were fixed to my cock. Brenda just kept talking. "He may have been a virgin, which is a shame with that pretty dick of his, but he's willing to play. Go and sit on the steps next to Jenny, Kevin, we have to make this quick." After getting naked in front of my biggest high school crush, there was suddenly nothing I wouldn't do. In a haze, I walked around to the steps of the pool. I remember being acutely aware of the warm sunlight hitting my bare ass, but the whole rest of me was in a fog. Jenny shifted off the steps and into the water as I approached. I sat bare-assed on the warm pool ledge with my feet on the first step. Brenda had already swum back to the steps, and she swam up right between my legs. Beads of water drifted down the top of her exposed cleavage, droplets falling from the tips of her firm breasts. "Jenny here has been complaining that she's not sure how to give a good blow job and she wants to learn," Brenda explained. "I told her we had a willing test subject right here who would love to help me teach her." "Seriously?!" I blurted out. "You'll be a good, impartial judge of her talents and help teach her how to improve her technique, right?" Brenda asked. Jenny finally spoke up. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to," she said quietly. "Are you kidding?" I replied. "Yeah dummy," Brenda said derisively, shooting her friend a look of contempt. "What 18 year old wouldn't want a blowjob from two hot, young women?" "Wait, two..." I said. I was confused. I thought Jenny was giving me a blowjob. Brenda's soft hand began stroking up and down my thigh. "Yes, lover. Two," she cooed in a sultry voice. "I'm going to show Jenny some tips, then she's going to give it a try. YOU are going to be a good, honest judge of her talents and NEVER tell anyone about this, right?" "Sounds good to me," I said, still in a haze and expecting I would wake up from this wonderful dream at any moment. "You promise you won't ever say anything to anyone about this?" Jenny asked very earnestly. I looked in her beautiful green eyes and realized she was serious. Not only was she not joking about blowing me, she really wanted to do this. "I promise," I responded. "Good," Brenda cooed, "We can't waste time, the others will be back soon enough." Her hand slipped up my thigh, gently cupped my balls briefly with her palm, and gripped the base of my cock. Just looking at the two of them, half floating in the water, acres of skin exposed, beautiful faces staring intently at me, I started getting hard. Brenda noticed and the corner of her full lips bent upward in a slight, crooked smile. Brenda bent down and kissed the head of my cock with her soft lips, and then sucked my cock head between her lips. In an instant, my entire, half-hard member was inside her mouth and she was swirling her tongue around and around my shaft. She was obviously serious about not wasting time, and clearly talented at what she was doing. I could feel my teen age dick rapidly swelling inside of her mouth as she squeezed me by sucking in her cheeks. She released my meat with a loud pop, and in two heart beats she was left holding the shaft of my fully engorged member. "Mmm, he liked that," she said to Jenny. Jenny moved a little closer, her eyes fixated on my pulsing dick. "I've found guys like a variety of things," Brenda continued. "You can tongue his shaft," which she proceeded to do, rubbing suggestively with her tongue along the ridge running under my cock. "You can suck on the shaft," which she did, sucking with her lips at the base of my shaft and flicking the ridge with the tip of her tongue. It was like she was French kissing the underside of my dick, and it felt great. In fact, each tingle felt so good, like a little pulse of electricity shooting up my sensitive member, that I could feel myself getting very aroused. "You can also just suck on the sensitive head of his cock," she continued before slipping the fat crown of my dick between her lips. Her cheeks sunk inward as she sucked and her tongue traced a fast circle around and around just the head of my dick. She released me with another pop before saying, "Or you can just suck up and down his cock." She suck my now raging erection back into her mouth and boobed her head up and down my pole. She took a good four inches at a time, slithering her wet tongue back and forth over the underside of my shaft as her head moved up and down. She paused to say, "You should also used your hand with your mouth, so you can cover more of his dick." She proceeded to demonstrate, Jenny observing just inches away with rapt attention. Brenda's soft fingers closed around my shaft tightly while her mouth sucked the head of my meat back between her lips. Her fingers slid down over my wet pole and squeezed slightly and she brought them back up. Her tongue danced wetly against the underside of my shaft, and I delighted in the feeling of her soft cheeks squeezing against the top of my pole as her mouth went up and down. I realized with alarm that I was getting way too close to cumming. "But the best thing to do," Brenda continued after releasing my member, "Is to switch it up. Put in a lot of variety so it never gets boring." Jenny nodded like she understood. Brenda went back down on my cock, her lips kissing the underside of my sensitive shaft while her hand pumped the fat knob at its tip. Then she sucked just the head of my cock into her hot mouth and began swirling the tip with the full flat length of her tongue. I gritted my teeth, desperately trying to hold back the intense pleasure I felt churning through my balls. Then she plunged her mouth down my rod, squeezing me with her soft hand while her tongue slid back and forth against the underside of my pole. "Oh shit," I blurted out softly. "Oh no, oh no." I couldn't hold it back anymore, this was the best my cock had ever felt and the pleasure was bursting out of the root of my member. I thought Brenda would be mad, but she looked up into my eyes and immediately realized what was happening. Instead of stopping, she bore down on me, sucking intensely with her mouth and pumping furiously with her hand. On top of it all, the sight before me was amazing. Beautiful Jenny, her large breasts glistening in the pool, barely contained in her bikini top. And working my rod was pretty Brenda, red hair tied back in a pony tail, breasts jiggling beneath her as her head and hand bobbed furiously up and down my cock. I lost all control and came with a vengeance. The cum burst from my cock, pulsating in a hot stream of ecstasy into Brenda's eager, sucking mouth. Brenda swallowed it all as I pumped my sticky load between her lips, her tongue continuing to milk my member as each spurt blew from my tip and was gobbled down her throat. As the orgasm faded, I suddenly became aware that my legs were stiffly straight, my toes curled on the top of the water while my fingers gripped the edge of the pool. I let myself relax and felt slightly ashamed as I looked at Jenny. She just smiled her sweet smile back at me. "I was afraid that might happen," Brenda said with a smile, clearly not upset with me. "I'm sorry!" I stammered. "It was just my first time..." "Oh honey!" Brenda responded. Jenny covered her mouth to stifle a laugh. "If I had known it was your first time I would have given you a good and proper blow. You should have said something." I had no idea what I would have said, or would have been willing to say that didn't make me sound like an inexperienced loser. Brenda excused herself to go get something to drink from the kitchen. I assumed she wanted to get the taste of cum out of her mouth. That left me and Jenny sitting awkwardly together at the pool. It was even more awkward considering I was naked. At one point Jenny looked like she was about to say something, but then she stopped. We ended up sitting in silence while we waited for Brenda to return. When Brenda came back outside, she led Jenny out of the water. I was treated to the sight of their firm young bodies, water dripping from their smooth curves, as they stood on the pool deck. Jenny's firm, round ass, barely concealed by her bikini bottom, looked particularly attractive in the late afternoon sunlight. Without any warning, Brenda pulled at the string behind Jenny's neck, the one securing her top. Jenny caught her top with her arm before it could fall away and she gave Brenda a shocked and unhappy look. "What?" Brenda said, casually untying the bow in the back of her bikini. "Kevin here's been naked for a while now. It would be rude if we just kept our clothes on. It's time to strip." Brenda finished untying her top as she finished her sentence. She casually tossed her top away, exposing her round, young breasts. They weren't as big as Jenny's but they were full and firm and capped by light pink nipples. While I was mesmerized by the beads of water dripping down the valley between her exposed cleavage, Brenda had already untied her bikini bottom. Jenny shot me an uncertain look, still holding her top to her chest. "You promise not to laugh?" she asked. "LAUGH?!" I responded incredulously. "I happily promise I won't laugh. I can't promise I won't cum again immediately, or pass out when all the blood rushes from me head to my penis." That earned an uneasy laugh from Jenny. She had a nice, sweet laugh, and the tops of her firm breasts jiggled seductively as she chuckled. After one more uneasy glance, Jenny removed her arm and her top fell away. For the first time, the objects of much of my teenage obsessions and the subjects of many a masturbation session came into view. They were magnificent, and I couldn't help but stare. Jenny's breasts were big globes, almost perfectly round, topped by dark pink nipples. Her tit flesh was completely smooth, with a porcelain sheen in the afternoon sunlight. I barely noticed as she untied the rest of her top, noting that her breasts had almost no sag and a deep valley between them. I've seen good fake tits in pornos, and I swear the surgeons who made those were aiming to copy the natural pair Jenny had that day at nineteen years old. "You see how his jaw just dropped," Brenda teased, "He loves them!" Jenny still looked uncertain as she removed her bikini bottom, but as Brenda was already completely naked, that too soon fell away. Brenda had a little strip of trimmed red hair running upwards from her pussy, but I was a little surprised to see Jenny was completely clean shaven. Watching me ogle her body, Jenny couldn't help but keep one arm half covering her breast while her other hand half covered her pussy. "Now what?" Jenny asked. "Now we give Kevin here some tips on how to eat a pussy," Brenda responded, turning her gaze from Jenny to me. "It's only fair, right? Jenny learns some tips on how to give a great blowjob and you have fun. So now you can practice those pussy eating skills and Jenny can have fun." "Sure," I replied somewhat uncertainly, "sounds right to me." "Brenda, I don't know..." Jenny began. "Oh shut up, Jenny," Brenda cut her off. "You've seen us having sex and you just watched me blow him. It's way too late for modesty, AND this is what you told me you wanted. Now sit down on the edge of the pool there." Jenny hesitated for just a moment but eventually complied. I was intrigued by the comment that Jenny said she wanted this, but I quickly forgot about that when Jenny's hands dropped away from her body and I was treated to a close up view of her completely naked womanhood. Her smooth, perky breasts, pink nipples, and even her clean shaven, puffy pink pussy lips looked magnificent to my young eyes. Almost unconsciously, I slowly leaned forward, moving my head between Jenny's legs for a better look. "See," Brenda said, "He wants to try this. Go ahead and give that pussy a good lick." Brenda turned first to Jenny and said, "Trust me, he's good. You'll love this." Then she turned to me and said, "Jenny here has never had a guy go down on her. Can you believe that? What assholes." I had dreamed of this moment. Like I said, I had read a lot about how to properly eat a pussy, and I had often pictured it with Jenny. Now I was actually going to get to try it. I looked up at her from between her legs and our eyes met. She was chewing on her plump bottom lip with uncertainty, but I also saw the eager anticipation in her sparkling green eyes. Tentatively, I stuck my tongue out and ran the flat tip up one of Jenny's bare pussy lips. All the stories I had read had led me to expect that Jenny's womanhood would taste strange, perhaps like a fish. The only thing I could taste was a slight essence of chlorine from the pool. Emboldened by the lack of a repugnant taste, I more eagerly licked up Jenny's other thigh and tasted her pussy lips on that side. Jenny let out a big sigh as my tongue brushed against the opening of her sex. "Poor Jenny, I can't believe this is her first time," Brenda teased. Using my tongue, I drew her pussy lips into my mouth and sucked up and down her folds gently. She sighed contentedly again. With a flicking motion, I traced my way up over her hole and found the hard nub I was looking for beneath a fold of flesh. Jenny gasped audibly. I flicked at her clit with the tip of my tongue and Jenny's legs tensed around my head. It felt weird, half floating in the water, to feel her thighs close around me, but I was living out one of my greatest fantasies. Jenny began to slide her hips back and forth just a little as my tongue softly lashed against her clit. "Unlike most men, Kevin here knows how to find the clitoris," Brenda said to no one in particular. "I'm impressed. He's not going at it too strong, is he?" Jenny ran her fingers through my hair while I began to swirl my tongue around and around her sensitive spot. "Ohhh. You're doing a great job Cookie," she moaned. Cookie. She hadn't called me that in almost a decade, half my life ago. I kept swirling the tip of my wet tongue around her hard clit, sometimes alternating with a lazy flicking motion directly against her little bud, while I thought about that nickname. She and her sisters had called me Kevin Cookie, for my love of her mom's cookies, when I was nine. I could eat two dozen of those delicious treats in one sitting, and the nickname eventually became just Cookie, although Jenny was the only one who stuck with it. I had an even better delicious treat in front of my face at the moment, and I carefully sucked her clit between my soft lips. As I sucked softly on her sensitive bud while flicking at the trapped nub with my tongue, Jenny's reaction was immediate. "Oh shit!" she moaned while I suckled on her clit. "Holy shit that feels good." Her hand that had been running through my hair began pulling my face into her pussy. I kept up the steady gentle sucking pressure, using my lips to suck her clit into my mouth while rubbing strongly and steadily against the nub with my strong tongue. "Ohhh God," she moaned, "Just like that. Don't stop... don't stop." Brenda was suddenly next to me in the pool, speaking softly to me. "Don't go any harder or any faster," she instructed. "Just keep up that steady, gentle pressure." I was dubious about her advice, but I dutifully obeyed. My mouth suckled gently on Jenny's clit while my insistent tongue kept a steady beat of rubbing against her clit. I didn't think it would be enough pressure to get her off, but to my surprise Jenny was quickly mashing my head against her now dripping wet pussy with both of her hands. "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum... just like that... PLEASE! YES!" It was getting hard to breath as she smashed my face against her crotch, but I made sure to steadily suck and rub her clit. I felt her smooth thighs tense around me, squeezing my head as she yelled, "FUCK! CUMMMMMINGGG!" She gritted her teeth as she squealed, my tongue never missing a beat against her sensitive spot despite her thrashing and pulling. Jenny's body shook for a few seconds, but I could barely tell, buried as I was between her legs. Finally, her soft hands pushed my head roughly away. As I fell back into the water, my eyes drank in the sight of her beautiful body. The pale skin of her chest was clearly flushed, and her firm, round breasts rose and fell with her chest as she rapidly sucked in air. Her blond hair fell loosely behind her, framing her glistening naked body and young, smooth flesh. Her head had been back and her eyes closed, but as she calmed down, her eyes opened and she looked down at me. At first those eyes were full of lust and happiness and arousal. But as a smile spread across her pretty face, the sweet mischievous green eyes I had known almost all my life returned. The Weekend Sleepover Ch. 02 "Wow, I'm impressed," Brenda stated. "The virgin knows what he's doing... or maybe he's not the only person here with a quick trigger." Brenda seemed to be considering something for a moment. Then she sat up on the edge of the pool and said, "Come over here lover and let me try out that talented tongue." Brenda placed her hands on my shoulders as I swam closer, guiding my mouth to her pussy. I was soon licking her folds, enjoying the feeling of her fingers running through my hair. I teased her clit with light licks, using only the tip of my tongue, until she grew impatient and began pulling my head towards her. Then I was flicking and sucking her in earnest. I suckled on her clit softly with my lips, flicking the trapped bud with my tongue. I drew my head back and swirled my wet tongue around her clit, tracing rapid circles around her sensitive spot. I flicked gently but rapidly with the tip of my tongue against her hard bud. Like Jenny, Brenda seemed to like it most when I simultaneously suckled her clit while rubbing it firmly with my tongue. Brenda was soon bucking her hips against me face. I didn't realize she was close until she squealed, "Oh YESSSSSS!" and then her legs were also shaking against the side of my head. As she came, I looked up and watched her smooth breasts jiggle as her body shook. Her eyes were closed and her mouth formed an "O," until she gently pushed my mouth off her pussy. "Whew," she said as she caught her breath, "He IS good." I beamed so much at the compliment that I could almost feel my face glowing. "Looks like Kev enjoyed that lesson in pussy eating," Jenny said, looking at me in the water. I realized Jenny wasn't looking at my face, and became acutely aware that I was naked in the pool and my cock was half hard once again. Brenda had floated back down to Earth after her orgasm and said, "Should we try those cock sucking lessons again?" "What do you think Cookie?" Jenny asked. "Sure," I said, trying to stifle the huge grin breaking out on my face. I eased myself out of the water and onto the steps. My cock was slowly growing, aided by the sight of two beautiful young women on either side of me. Brenda's chest was still flushed, highlighting her smooth breasts. Looking at those globes, it seemed they were just big enough to fill my palm. Curious, I reached out and wrapped a hand around one of Brenda's firm melons, and Brenda smiled as my wet palm closed over her tit flesh. "Mmm, you like that," she said. I eased myself onto the ledge of the pool and the two women took my place kneeling on the steps in the water. I had assumed it would be Brenda who resumed her lesson, but it was was Jenny whose soft hand reached out for my swelling rod. She firmly grasped my shaft with her thin fingers as her grey-green eyes met mine. "Let me see if I can replicate what you loved so much.." Jenny mused, just before her soft lips closed over the head of my dick. Her full lips kissed the crown of my cock before she opened her mouth and swallowed the head of my shaft. Her tongue circled my tip and then her soft slips were sliding down the length of my meat. My cock swelled to full size as her tongue tickled the underside of my shaft. Jenny's head bobbed up and down, up and down on my pole as I watched her blond hair fall across my lap. I could see her cheeks sucking against my shaft as I felt her hot, wet mouth tickling my pole. Brenda eased me onto my back and guided my hand back to her breast. As Jenny paused to suckle on the crown of my cock, my wet, slippery fingers found Brenda's nipples and pinched her tit gently. Brenda gasped as I rolled her stiffening nipple between my fingers. Jenny looked up to see what was happening, and my cock slipped free of her mouth. Jenny lapped with her tongue at the underside of my dick while she watched me play with Brenda's firm breast. I glanced down and thought I caught a hint of jealousy in Jenny's look, before she swallowed my rod again and her mouth slid down over my pole. I leaned my head back again and Brenda crawled so her chest was over my face. I sucked her dangling nipple between my lips while Jenny's lips slid up and down my cock. Brenda pressed her firm tit flesh against my face while I felt Jenny's blond hair tickling my thighs. Jenny's tongue danced against the underside of my shaft. As I sucked on Brenda's tit, I could feel Jenny's slippery tongue bringing me close to another quick orgasm. I groaned a long, low groan. "Wait," Brenda said, pulling her breast away from my face. Jenny released my cock from between her lips and exchanged hushed, quiet words with Brenda. I looked up and thought I saw them changing places. But instead of Jenny's breasts, it was her bare pussy that descended over my face. Jenny leaned down and I could feel her large, smooth breasts pressing against my abdomen. "Let's see if you two both paid attention," said Brenda. Understanding, I flicked upwards with my tongue, tickling the top of Jenny's slit. She tensed a little around me, but her mouth again descended over my cock and I felt her hot, wet mouth again engulf my fully erect member. I couldn't see anything beyond Jenny's round bottom, but I could feel her soft lips sliding up and down my cock skin. I also felt a little electric spark of pleasure as Brenda began to gently tongue my balls. I did my best to suck Jenny's hard little clit between my lips and rub it firmly with my tongue. Jenny moaned in response, I could feel her moan flow through her chest to my chest. Her large breasts were now smashed against my mid section as her sucking mouth bore down on my cock and my tongue danced and flicked against her clit. My face was being coated by Jenny's juices as I suckled on her clit, but I realized I wasn't going to be able to hold back the orgasm burning through my loins. As Jenny's tongue again swirled around my cock head, I released her clit and tried to get her to slow down. "Oh Jenny, wait," I managed between her thighs, "I'm going to cum." She released my cock from between her wet lips only long enough to say, "Good. Go ahead, give me that cum Kevin." Her hand joined her mouth and now both her lips and her closed fist were pumping up and down my slippery shaft. Jenny began to moan continuously, making delicious sex sounds like she was about to cum. The noises caused constant vibrations that tickled my cock as her hand and mouth worked up and down my engorged pole. Brenda continued gently lapping at my sensitive balls with her tongue, causing little sparks of pleasure every time she touched me there. "Oh shit!" I cried out as I felt the white hot heat of my orgasm boil up from my balls. "I'm CUMMMMINNNGG!" I warned. This orgasm felt sharper and hotter as it exploded out of my loins and up through my shaft. I felt my cock spurt a hot load of cum straight into Jenny's mouth as my toes curled. Brenda never stopped tonguing my balls as I began to shake. Spurt after spurt of hot cum flew up my cock as I cried out, Jenny's tongue never stopped sliding back and forth across my cock head. "Mmmm, good boy," Brenda encouraged as I lay there in the afterglow of my orgasm. Jenny gamely swallowed the load I had pumped between her lips and cleaned my deflating cock with her fingers. I was just about to resume eating Jenny's pussy when we heard the garage door begin to go up. "Oh shit!!" Jenny and I blurted out simultaneously. Our friends had returned. Jenny vaulted off of my as she sprang to her feet and a comical scene ensued. I found my shorts quick enough and scrambled awkwardly to get my legs into them. Brenda found her bikini bottom and top and struggled to rapidly re-tie her strings. Jenny found her bottom and managed to get it on, but couldn't find her top. By the time Jenny found her top, we heard the car doors closing in the garage. Brenda moved over to try to help Jenny get her top on, but Jenny brushed her off. "It's too late!" Jenny warned. Jenny made a dash for the back door of the house, leaving me with an image of her large, creamy breasts bouncing up and down as she ran. She disappeared topless into the back door, Brenda following closely behind her. I tried to look casual by the pool, but after a minute decided to walk to the back door. Mark was in the kitchen with Carly, unpacking groceries. "You guys have fun while we were gone," Carly asked sweetly? "Yup, just hung out by the pool," I replied in a half lie. ---------- It was almost an hour before I saw Jenny again. I had showered in Mark's room and she had apparently also decided to take a shower. The late summer sun was beginning to set as she walked into the living room. Jenny was wearing a T-shirt and sweat pants and her face lit up in a smile when she found me sitting on the couch. She plopped down right next to me. "Hey, thanks for earlier," I whispered, trying to sound grateful but casual. Her smiled broadened as she replied, "Well thank you too. I hope you had fun, I know I enjoyed it." "Of course I did," replied, returning her smile. We sat there in silence for a moment before she began. "I think something is going on between Mark and Carly," Jenny whispered. "I think so too," I responded. "They're in the back by the pool right now." "You want to go spy on them?" I asked. "Sure, but I think they'd see us. They're hiding from the kitchen window." "Come with me," I said. I tentatively closed my fingers around Jenny's hand. To my relief, her delicate fingers closed around mine and she followed my lead. I couldn't believe I was holding Jenny's hand while we ran through her house and up to Mark's bedroom. She gave me a questioning look when I closed his door behind us, but I continued on and led her into the bathroom. My hands dropped to her waist, and I positioned her in front of the window. By standing just behind her, I could see over her shoulder. Sure enough, Mark and Carly were below us. They were standing near the side of the house, where they could be seen from Mark's mother's bedroom, but not from the kitchen window. But looking straight down, Jenny and I could see them. Mark and Carly were playfully slapping each other on the shoulder, until Mark drew Carly into a tight embrace. Carly hid her face in Mark's shoulder, but Mark nuzzled the back of her head. Jenny turned her head up towards me and whispered in my ear, "I knew it!" Her lips were deliciously close to my neck. Carly leaned her head back and smiled, and Mark dove right in for a kiss. "How did you know about this view?" Jenny asked. "You didn't?" I replied. "I've never been in Mark's bathroom. Wait a minute, how DID you know about this view?" "I pee standing up, I've always known about this view." "Have you looked out this window before to watch what was happening at the pool?" she asked, her soft lips brushing against my ear. ".... maybe." Mark and Carly were now making out, but Jenny wasn't looking at them anymore. "What else have you seen?" she asked. "Your brother is totally making out with Carly. We were right." "Ewww," Jenny responded, "I don't want to see my brother making out. I want to know what else you watched out this window." "...um..." "Did you ever watch me and Mandy out this window?" "Well... not Mandy." That earned me a soft punch in the arm. "You watched me out this window?" Jenny asked somewhat breathless. She bent at the waist a little, pushing her firm ass against my front. "You watched me in my swimsuits by the pool?" "Yes," I admitted. "You watched me from this window, in this bathroom? Did you touch yourself while you watched me?" My hands slid around Jenny's waist, resting on her hips as she ground her ass softly against me. "Yes." "Did you ever get off watching me?" "Yes." Carly and Mark slipped back into the house as I began grinding my growing cock against Jenny's firm backside. While one hand slid under the waistband of her sweat pants and down between her legs, my other slid up her body and cupped her full breast through her t-shirt. I marvelled at her full breasts, the smooth skin over flowing my fingers. My other hand was under her panties before I even realized it, and my fingertips brushed the lips of her wet sex. She was steamy hot between her legs and dripping with moisture. "You got to cum twice this afternoon," she said as my fingertip brushed up and down her pussy lips, collecting her wetness. "I only came once and then you teased me with that tongue of yours. You owe me an orgasm." "Sounds fair to me," I replied, my one hand feeling for her hardening nipple through her shirt and rubbing at it with my rough palm. My other hand found the hard nub of her clit and my finger tip began to trace slow circles around it. She sighed as I teased her most sensitive spot. "Did you watch me while you came?" Jenny asked, her ass grinding hard against my growing bulge. "What were you thinking? Were you imagining we were fucking?" "I came so hard from watching you," I breathed into her ear, my finger rubbing back and forth across her clit. She moaned loudly in response. "I thought about how soft your lips might feel if I kissed you, how firm your ass might feel in my hands." I began rubbing upwards against her clit with just the tip of my finger while my other hand mauled her big, firm breast. "I imagined how your nipples might taste between my lips, or how your mouth would feel around my cock." "Oh really?" Jenny moaned, her eyes closed now as I rubbed a steady beat against her sensitive little nub. "I imagined what it would be like to fuck you, to feel you wrap those legs tightly around me as I plowed my cock in and out of you," I whispered in her ear, my lips brushing the side of her face. My finger circled and circled her nub. "I imagined making you cum on my hard cock. I imagined wrapping these big breasts of yours around my dick and fucking them until I squirted all over your face." "Oh!" she moaned, "Oh really?!" I had her pinned against the window sill, my cock grinding into her from behind while my finger ground against her clit from her front." "I came all over this window imagining what it would feel like to make you cum, Jenny," I whispered, sucking lightly on the soft side of her neck. She began to whimper in response. "I want to cum for you, Kevin," "Then cum for me," I whispered in her ear. "Cum for me, Jenny." My finger kept its insistent beat, rubbing against her wet clit, while I nibbled gently on her ear. "I'm going to cum..." she whispered, her voice full of arousal. "Cum for me, Jenny. Feel my fingers all over your body like my eyes were all over your body and cum," I breathed, grinding hard against her firm ass. Her hips bore down hard against my fingers. "Cummmmming!!" she cried out as quietly as possible. I held her close and felt her shake as she came, her ass rubbing against my crotch, her chest heaving up and down while I held her breast in my hand. And the whole time my finger kept its steady motion against her clit. Her legs shook against mine and her hands braced against the window sill while I both held her up against me and kept her cumming hard. Finally, her hand reached down and stopped my movements between her legs. I backed away and let her adjust her clothing until she was satisfied she looked right. When her green eyes met mine again, she could see there was a question on my face. "What?" she asked. "You aren't upset, are you, that I was looking at you like a peeping Tom from this window?" She chuckled softly and said, "Why do you think I always insisted on wearing tiny little bikinis when you were over here? I barely wore any clothes any time you came over, I think my mom even caught on to what I was doing. I don't wear bikinis all the time, you know. I knew you loved seeing me in them." "Really?" I asked stupidly. "Yes," she replied, embracing me in a soft hug. "Boys are so stupid. Do you think cheerleaders really practice their routines in swimsuits? And why do guys always assume that they are the only ones dealing with raging hormones and being desperately horny?" She kissed me softly on the lips. "We better get going, no telling where Mark went," I said. Her face registered surprise. "You sure?" she asked. "You don't want me to take care of this thing in your pants?" She ground her hips softly against my hard on. "We're even now, remember?" I said with a smile. "Fair enough." She took me into her arms and kissed me lightly on my cheek. "Thanks sweetheart," she said. "That was AMAZING." We slipped out of the bathroom and out of Mark's room without anyone noticing we had gone. The Weekend Sleepover Ch. 03 The conclusion to this three part series. ----- The girls had planned to go out on the town that night, and Mark and I were thinking about going to a party with some friends. All those plans were cancelled when a summer thunderstorm rolled in shortly after sunset. The sky opened up, heavy rain began to pour down, and there were occasional booms of thunder. I had been taking a short nap in Mark's room when I was awakened by the first boom. We all decided to stay home for the evening. Although no one was really happy with the plan, at least the grocery shopping had gotten us a lot of food and a lot of alcohol. Most of the booze was boxed wine, thanks to Carly, but it would do. Sam and Jenny worked together to cook a surprisingly tasty dinner. We feasted, with ample servings of beer and wine to wash it all down. Feeling full and all buzzing a little, we moved to the living room and tried to find something to watch on TV. With nothing good on summer television, Brenda and Carly suggested we play a drinking game involving a deck of cards. The girls apparently all loved this game and claimed they played it all the time in college. The rules were somewhat complex, with each person taking a turn pulling a card from the pile. Some cards meant you had to drink a shot of wine, some meant everyone had to drink, and some meant you could make another person drink. All I remember today is that the three big cards were the two, the seven and the ace. Pulling the two meant you could make someone do something. If you picked someone of your same sex, only that person had to do it. If you picked someone of the opposite sex, everyone had to do it. If you pulled an ace, a player of the opposite sex became your slave. When you pulled the ace, all the players of the opposite sex had to touch their thumb to their nose and the last to do it became your slave. If you were a female, your male slave had to take all of your shots and drinks for you until the next ace was pulled. If you were a male, your female slave had to go into a closet with you for "seven minutes in heaven." The card that didn't seem like a big deal to me until we played the game was the seven card. If you pulled lucky seven, you kept it until you had to go to the bathroom. You couldn't go and pee unless you had a seven to trade in, and it was highly encouraged that you make people work for your seven if they wanted it. And the game didn't end until the final card was drawn. For some reason, you had to play at least two back-to-back games, although you got a long pee break in between. As you can see, the rules were fairly complex. The only thing you really need to know at the start of this game is that I'm either really lucky at card games or really unlucky. Vegas must hate people like me. When I'm hot, I get all the cards I need for long stretches. When I'm cold, I walk away immediately because I stay cold. This night would be no exception. Mark and I were still trying to remember all the rules when Carly pulled an Ace with the second card of the game. I quickly touched my thumb to my nose, but Mark was much slower. Unfortunately for him, he had to start taking all of Carly's drinks for her. When a card was pulled where everyone had to take a shot, Mark had to take two. With my first card of the game, I drew a seven. And with my second card of the game, I drew another seven. The rest of the players began loudly alleging that I cheated. "How could I have cheated?" I yelled back with a smile. "I didn't shuffle and I just learned the rules of this game!" Not much happened after that for a while, except Mark had to take a lot of shots for himself and Carly. Fairly early in the game, Mark stood and started to walk away. "HEY!" Brenda screamed. "Where are you going?!!" "I have to piss," he replied. "No!" screamed all the girls together. "You know the rules," Carly said, taunting him. "You have to have a seven to trade." "I would have gone to the bathroom before if I had known the rules," Mark grumbled. "Too bad," Sam shot back. Mark sat back down and played through his turn, but when he didn't draw a seven he stood again and walked over to me. "Can I borrow one of those sevens?" He asked. "I'll pay you back if I get one." "Lame!" shot Carly. "Don't give him a seven for a lame offer like that. You make him earn it," she teased. Mark leaned in and whispered in my ear. I could smell the wine on his breath as he said, "Fine, I promise I will let you watch me fuck Carly later if you give me one of those sevens. You have two!" I whispered back, "There's no way anyone is going to let you fuck them." "I promise you, dude," he returned. "Give me the seven and you'll get to see her getting fucked." I SERIOUSLY doubted he was getting anywhere with Carly, but I nodded in agreement and gave him the seven. "He better have earned that," Jenny grumbled as I handed over the card. Shortly after Mark returned from the bathroom, Brenda pulled a two and blurted out, "The guys have to strip to their underwear." "Seriously?" Mark exclaimed. "THAT can be a rule?" "It's a common one," Carly replied. I caught Sam rolling her eyes at that comment. "Whatever," Mark replied with a shrug, lifting his shirt over his head. I was a little more nervous, but if Mark was doing it, I couldn't chicken out. I also realized that, if the guys could be forced to strip to their underwear, the girls could too. I just really wished, as I dropped my shorts, that I hadn't worn tighty-whities to the game. All the girls' eyes were on me as I dropped my shorts, and Carly giggled when she saw my white briefs. I'm sure I would have been much more embarrassed if I hadn't been buzzing from the alcohol. When it got back to my turn, I pulled a third seven. The chorus of complaints was immediate, loud, and universal. "Well that's what you get for making me play naked," I shot back. "Oh, we can make you get naked," Jenny threatened. She was all bluster during this game, and it was fun to watch her being fiery and combative. On her next turn she pulled an Ace and again I beat Mark to putting my thumb next to my nose. Normally, another Ace would have freed Mark from having to take another player's shots, but now he had to take all of Jenny's. He was getting good and drunk fairly quickly. Jenny's bluster faded when Brenda drew the final seven on her turn and lept to her feet to run to the bathroom. Everyone could see we were barely more than half way through the cards, and all the pee cards were gone. While we waited for Brenda's return, Jenny stood and walked straight over to me. She locked eyes with me as she approached, swinging her hips in an exaggerated gait as she sauntered over. Carly giggled watching Jenny's approach. Jenny bent at the waist as she leaned down to whisper in my ear, her loose blond hair falling over my face. "Cookie," she whispered, "I will do ANYTHING you want sexually and promise to get you off later tonight if you give me one of those pee cards." I couldn't hand the card over fast enough. As Jenny quickly bounded towards the bathroom, Sam said, "Geeze, I wonder what she said to get that pee card so quickly." I nervously looked over at Mark, but he either didn't care or was too sauced to have caught the implication. Brenda was surprised to find Jenny gone when she returned, but looked over and smiled at me when she realized what had happened. Shortly after Jenny returned, I pulled a two. "Ridiculous, this kid," Sam said in disgust. "All the ladies can join us and strip down to their underwear," I ordered. Although they grumbled as they shed their clothes, I enjoyed every second of watching them strip. Surprisingly, Sam was the quickest to get down to her underwear, stripping off her clothes without hesitation. Unsurprisingly, Sam was wearing a utilitarian looking matching set of black bra and panties. With all the other gorgeous women around, I hadn't paid much attention at all to Sam. Her personality definitely did not invite feelings of lust. But now that I was tipsy and she was in her underwear, I had to admit that she looked pretty good. She was tall and thin, I could just make out some of her ribs at her side. But she also had an athlete or dancers curves. Her legs were long and shapely, and her arms were toned and firm. She had the smallest breasts of the group, which her choice of bra did nothing to hide, but they fit her lithe figure. I had to say, I was impressed with her fitness. Brenda was next to get naked. She must have known this was a possibility because she was wearing a matching set of nice, green underwear that complimented her fiery red hair. Her pale skin was smooth and dotted with a few light freckles on her shoulders and down the center of her chest. The bra pushed her B cup boobs upwards a little, leaving a lot of exposed cleavage sticking out of the top. Jenny was wearing a matching set of pink underwear with some black lace over the cups of her bra. Her ample cleavage was on display, with a nice, deep valley between her smooth tit flesh. Jenny clearly had the biggest backside of the group, but it wasn't huge. Her firm bottom also seemed to fit her frame and her curves. Carly had the hardest time getting down to her underwear, which appeared to be because she had to be careful taking off her t-shirt. Her matching blue underwear appeared nearly as utilitarian as Sam's, but it seemed to barely contain her huge breasts. I could see Mark also ogling Carly's chest and the big, smooth globes that seemed to spill over the top of her bra. "Are you pervs done staring?" Sam asked with a hint of a smile, and the game resumed. A few more cards were drawn, shots were taken or given, and I had another round without pulling a major card. Then Mark pulled a two. The girls held their breath, but Mark shot an evil look at Sam. "Sam has to sit for the rest of the game in Kevin's lap." Everyone registered surprise. "Just Sam has to do something?" Brenda asked. "Well you all can't sit in Kevin's lap, can you?" Mark shot back. Sam looked uncertainly at me, but I was just as surprised. "That does comply with the rules," Brenda said. Sam had been sitting next to me and just stood and plopped herself into my lap. I spread my legs just a little and she wiggled her tight bottom to settle into her new seat. After admiring her toned body and now feeling her smooth legs resting atop mine, I could feel my cock beginning to stir. I was also uncomfortably aware that the only thing between my cock and the heat of her pussy were the two thin pieces of fabric comprised of our underwear. Sam tried to lean forward a little so that she wasn't resting against my chest, and that ground her ass against my growing pole. Suddenly my cock was rapidly swelling to full blown erection. There was absolutely no way to hide it from Sam. To her credit, Sam tried to be discreet as she turned around and whispered, "Geeze, Kevin, settle down," but the way she said it sounded more like she was teasing me rather than genuinely upset. A few more cards were drawn, and my cock refused to deflate. I really couldn't help it. I was surrounded by beautiful young women in their underwear, and the one in my lap kept shifting as she moved. Almost every shift rubbed her firm ass against my pole. Finally I had to spread my legs a little so she wasn't rubbing against me so directly. The shift in position caused her to sigh and turn around. I could smell the wine on her breath as Sam whispered, "I REALLY have to pee, and you poking me with your thing is not helping. If you give me that final pee card, I will let you do anything within reason to me during the break." "Sounds good," I agreed, handing over the card. Shortly after Sam returned from the bathroom, Mark drew an Ace. Carly was somewhat suspiciously slow getting her thumb next to her nose, and she and Mark were soon heading for the coat closet near the front door. "Seven minutes!" Brenda shouted after them with a laugh. "No telling how long Carly would let him have if the rest of us weren't here. Hope that doesn't bother you, Jenny." "Nah, let them have their fun," Jenny responded, giving me a knowing smile. I thought I might have been imagining it, but it seemed like Sam was grinding herself against me while we waited for Mark and Carly to return. Sam also seemed to wait until Jenny and Brenda weren't looking at us before she would grind slowly back and forth in my lap. With that going on, there was no fixing my erection. We heard Carly moan, but that was quickly followed by one of her giggles, so there was no telling if she was just messing with us. But when she moaned, I was almost sure Sam ground downwards on my dick. When Carly and Mark finally returned, Mark's hair was all messed up. Carly looked flush and her blue bra seemed askew, but everyone just laughed at their appearance. A few more cards were drawn and then on my turn I drew the final Ace. This time, it seemed like Jenny might have been a little slow getting her thumb to her nose. Without a word, she rose and began walking towards the closet with her exaggerated hip swinging. In an attempt to hide my bulging erection, I tried to make a comic show of running after her. I'm not sure if my display worked. As I turned the corner towards my "seven minutes in heaven," I thought I heard Mark say, "He better not mess with my sister." "Oh please, you just had YOUR fun," Brenda retorted. My heart skipped a beat when I glimpsed Jenny, wearing just her underwear, waiting for me with a smile in the closet. I stepped through the door and Jenny closed it behind me. I was struck by how completely dark and quiet it became in the closet. I tentatively reached a hand out to where I thought Jenny was standing and felt my palm slide across the warm skin of her smooth waist. I drew her body gently to me until I could feel her breath just inches away from my neck. I leaned down and kissed her, our lips softly meeting as she pressed her full lips tenderly against mine. "Awww, that was sweet of you," Jenny whispered in the darkness. "I wasn't sure if you'd jump in here and maul me." She wrapped her arms around my neck and I felt the firm tops of her bra pressing against my bare chest. "You sure you're not disappointed it's me and not Brenda in this closet?" "I'm sure," I said, planting another quick kiss on her soft lips. "I've wanted to kiss you like that for a very long time," I responded. "I've wanted you to kiss me like that for a long time," Jenny replied, pressing her lips against mine once again. Her lips parted and our tongues danced briefly. She pressed herself against my crotch, rubbing up against my swollen cock. "You wanted me to kiss you?" I asked after I broke away. "Well, sure, Cookie," she replied, nibbling on my neck. "I already told you I was always slipping into my tiniest bikini and sunning by the pool whenever you came over. I wanted you to kiss me ever since these tasty muscles of yours came in." "You don't think I'm to skinny?" I asked, half teasing. Jenny laughed heartily at that question, her stomach tickling mine as it moved with her laughter. "You don't think I'm too fat?" she shot back. I realized something. "You liked looking out the window earlier because you enjoyed the thought of me jerking off while thinking of you." "Of course," she said, "It made me feel better. Sometimes when I played with myself, I thought of you and those piercing eyes of yours." I leaned down and kissed her again. "FIVE MINUTES LEFT!" Brenda yelled, which caused Jenny to break our kiss. "How about I see if I can remember those skills Brenda showed me earlier?" she asked. "You sure?" I replied, "I don't know if I can make it in five minutes." My hand slid up from her waist and over the swell of her firm breast. "Yes," she replied, sinking to her knees. "You're just going to have to help me out and cum quickly." The complete darkness made the physical sensations of her touch even more thrilling. She kissed my stomach as she dropped to her knees, and I felt her hair brush across my abdomen and then tickle the inside of my thighs. I felt her delicate fingers groping for my cock, her fist giving my manhood a gentle squeeze as it closed around it. Jenny's delicate fingers were warm when they made contact with the skin of my dick, pulling my eager erection through the front of my underwear. My cock head was almost immediately enveloped by the warm wetness of Jenny's mouth. Her full lips closed over the tip of my shaft and her tongue circled the full head. I gasped as she began bobbing her head up and down my shaft, her hand joining her lips to milk my cock as she slid up and down. Her hair was tickling my inner thigh as her head rocked back and forth on my hard pole. She released my cock from her mouth and began tonguing my balls as her firm hand pumped up and down my slippery member. Turns out I was pretty turned on from all the evenings activities, because I could feel the familiar tingling in my loins that meant I was close to orgasm. Jenny returned my cock to her mouth and resumed slipping her lips up and down my pole while she simultaneously milked me with her delicate fingers. "ONE MINUTE LEFT!" Brenda called. "Oh, so close Jenny," I moaned softly as she suckled the fat head of my cock. She released my rod with a pop to say, "I want you to cum for me, Kevin. What do you want to feel?" "Oh, use your hand, baby," I whispered, needing to feel her firm grip if I was going to get a quick release. Her fingers closed around my shaft once again and began sliding tightly up and down my slippery meat. Jenny resumed tonguing my balls as her fingers swirled around the crown of my cock. That dual sensation sent me over the edge, and I felt the intense pleasure of orgasm burning its way out of me. "Cumming!" I managed to warn. Jenny slid her mouth up to the tip of my dick and began flicking the underside of my cock head with her tongue as I came. The sensation was amazing, her fingers continuing to milk my wet shaft as her tongue lapped encouragement for the cum exploding from my tip. I shot two or three fat globs of cum straight into Jenny's mouth, never even seeing her face in the darkness as I tried my best to stifle my scream. My toes curled and her tongue never stopped lapping at my dick while I came in her mouth. "TIME'S UP!" yelled a voice just outside the closet door, seconds before the door opened just slightly. For a split second a sliver of light entered the closet, illuminating a dim image of Jenny on her knees, her full breasts thrust out below her as she held my dick in her hands and lapped at my cock head with her tongue. Reflexively I managed to grab the inner door knob and pull it firmly shut. "HEY ASSHOLES!" I yelled, not sure if it was Carly's voice I had just heard outside the door. "We're coming out, just give us a second." Jenny scrambled to her feet and must have swallowed my cum because she was soon yelling expletives with me. I managed to stuff my deflating dick back into my underwear as Jenny adjusted herself in the dark, but there were no further attempts to open the door. When we emerged out of the closet, there was no one there, and everyone was in the seats where we had left them when we returned to the living room. Everyone laughed at us as we walked back in, but no one said anything further about our time in the closet. When I sat back in my seat, Sam plopped herself back on my lap. She wiggled her ass for a second before turning around and whispering to me, "Guess Jenny took care of that." Only a few more cards were pulled. Carly got the final card, which allowed her to assign three shots to any person. She assigned them to Jenny with a laugh. As soon as Mark was done, everyone but Sam jumped to their feet and ran from the room, racing for the bathrooms. The Weekend Sleepover Ch. 03 Sam turned and gave me a little peck on the cheek, saying, "Thank you for being a gentleman and not taking advantage of me." Then she too left the room to pee. ----------- It felt GREAT finally relieving myself in Mark's upstairs bathroom when it was my turn to go. I understood the power of the seven card as I emptied my bladder. I was barely out of the bathroom when Mark grabbed me by the shoulders and basically forced me into his closet. "Stay in here and don't make a sound!" he hissed quietly as he shut the closet door in front of me. His closet had those doors with slanted slats that pointed towards the ground. I never really understood why the slats were pointed the way they were. From inside the closet, you could see everything below your level of vision. From outside the closet, you could only see everything above your level of vision. I never understood why the slats weren't reversed. That is what I thought about while I waited in the closet. I was not sure what Mark was up to but knew better than the argue. Seconds after I was thrown in the closet, Mark walked back into the room with what I made out to be a female pair of legs. Mark hurriedly closed his bedroom door behind him. "You're being so aggressive," Carly said, moving towards Mark. With their distance from the closet, I could only see them from mid-thigh downward, but it appeared both were still in their underwear. "What do you want, baby?" she asked. "I'm so horny, baby," Mark replied. I thought I heard him briefly kissing her. "I need to fuck you right now." "You don't want to wait until later tonight?" she asked. "No, who knows how long this game will take. I ate you out in that closet and I have a huge boner right now. I need you to take care of it." "Well, I wouldn't want you to have blue balls," Carly began, before the sounds I took for kissing resumed. These were soon followed by other sounds I didn't quite understand until I saw Carly's underwear falling away to the floor beneath her. I leaned back into the closet, trying to make myself feel more comfortable, and wondering if I was going to get to see any real action. I shouldn't have doubted Mark, who never broke a promise to me. Carly rapidly turned towards me. I think Mark had spun her, and the closet doors shook as her hands rose up and her palms hit the door shoulder length apart. As she was shorter than me, and now bent slightly at the waist, I was briefly treated to a full view of her. The light was still on in Mark's bedroom, fully displaying Carly's pale, naked skin. Her large, firm breasts hung below her and her smooth, shapely legs stood beneath her. Carly's blond hair spread out loosely over her back. I ducked down slightly as I realized I could see her eyes below me. I wasn't sure if she could see me in the darkness of the closet, but I wasn't taking any chances. "I NEED you, baby," Mark said somewhere behind her. Carly grunted and her hands pushed against the closet doors, and I realized Mark was entering her from behind. The doors began to press slightly inward and back outward, inward and back outward as Mark pressed his cock in and out of Carly's pussy. Crouched slightly, I could see Carly from her mouth down, and began to hear the wet sounds of their fucking. Carly moaned softly as Mark fucked his dick in and out of her. I watched her big, round breasts swing back and forth beneath her as he plowed her body, and was so close that I could feel her breath as she panted with arousal. Mark began fucking her hard and fast, ramming his cock deep inside of her. I could tell by the way Carly began grunting every time Mark shoved his meat inside of her. The closet door was creaking so loudly with each thrust that I was afraid it might crack open. The sight of Carly getting plowed from behind, just inches away from me, had my young cock growing again. The night had been full of so much stimulation, it seemed entirely logical at the time to pull my cock free from my underwear, spit in my hand, and began jacking myself. As Carly's big tits swung up and down and she moaned her arousal, my hand worked up and down my stiff meat. I could hear Mark grunting and swearing softly behind her, but it was Carly's curvy young body that I concentrated on. She made delicious little mewing sounds as he fucked her. I began to wonder what it would be like to have those soft lips around my cock or wrap those big, firm tits around my meat. Carly leaned her head down as Mark picked up speed with his fucking. In her new position I could feel her breath on my legs as she panted and moaned, and suddenly I was close to cumming. "Ohhhhh FUCK baby," Carly moaned, "Your cock.... ungh... feels so good... ungh, inside of me." "Oh yeah, baby? You liked that," Mark said back. "Ohhh yeah, you have to cum for me baby," Carly responded. "You have to cum in my pussy for me." My cock was swelling with her high pitched dirty talk, my fist rapidly pumping up and down my meat. The sight of her firm young body getting fucked was only inches away from me. I imagined she was talking to me, asking me to cum while my cock was buried in her hot, wet pussy. "Cum on baby," she cooed, "Shoot that hot cum up inside of me." My toes tingled with those words. Then she began squealing and moaning, I could feel her breath on my body as she cried out. "OH... sooooo good. Oh yes.... oh yes... oh yes... you're going to make me cum baby." She leaned forward against the door, which sagged against her weight. Her big breasts were squashed against the slats, so of her tit flesh squeezed into the holes. As I stroked myself, I realized I could reach out if I wanted and run my finger across her big, exposed nipple. "You're going to make me cum baby!" she squealed. "Cum for me!" I just managed to grab one of Mark's dirty T-shirts before I exploded. The orgasm flowed up through my balls and blew out of the tip of my cock as my body was overcome with blinding pleasure. Carly squealed in what sounded like her orgasm as she came, and I saw Mark pull his cock out and dump a white load all over her smooth back. As I pumped the last of my cum into Mark's crumpled T-shirt and the last of my orgasm afterglow washed out of me, I realized I had gotten lucky. If I hadn't thought to grab the shirt, I probably would have cum all over the closet door and all over Carly's chest. I would apologize to Mark about the T-shirt later. Carly and Mark quickly cleaned up, dipping into Mark's bathroom at one point, and then left the room together. I rushed out of the closet and had just entered the hallway outside Mark's room when I literally ran into Sam. "Ten minutes to the next round!" Brenda called from downstairs. "There you are," Sam said to me. I had expected her to put some clothes back on, but she was still in just her bra and underwear. I admired her thin, toned body, but felt sheepish when I looked up and realized she was looking at me ogling her body. What can I say, I was still buzzing a little from the wine. "I've been looking for you. I told you I would... um.... let you do whatever you wanted..." "You want to do that now?" I asked. It was an INCREDIBLY tempting offer, but my cock was feeling a little sore for all of the activity. "Well... yeah," she replied uncertainly. "I want to get it done with and... don't you want to?" "Sam, I REALLY want to, but we only have ten minutes before we're supposed to be downstairs..." her face sank when I said that. I had to make a quick decision. Figuring "what the hell," I grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her into Mark's room, quickly closing the door behind us. "What did you have in mind?" she began to ask, but I was already leading her to lay back on the bed. I kissed my way over her neck and down between her chest. I kissed over the soft skin of her stomach as she lay somewhat rigid beneath me. My tongue tickled her side and she sighed audibly. When I moved further down her body, Sam sat up. "Wait," she objected. "You said 'anything' when we made the deal," I reminded her as my head nestled between her thighs. "I don't know... you want to do THAT?!" "Yup," I responded. I had found out I was a pretty good pussy eater earlier in the day, and now I wanted to see if those skills would work on Sam too. I pulled at the sides of her panties. "Wait," Sam said, grabbing at her bottoms. "Are you sure you want to do that?" "A deal is a deal," I replied, "and this is what I want to do." Sam's hand moved away and she lifted her ass as I slid her bottoms off. Her pussy was covered with a light, well trimmed fuzz. She spread her legs a little and I leaned my head forward. I could feel the heat coming off her pussy lips. I explored tenderly with my tongue, slipping under her outer folds and lapping at the opening of her sex. Sam tensed at first, but as I gently sucked her pussy lips into my mouth, she sighed and her legs spread a little further apart. I licked up and down her inner thighs, and Sam spread her legs wider. When I leaned in and circled her clit with the tip of my tongue, she moaned deeply. She was dripping wet and I lapped at her sex with the full length of my flattened tongue. "FIVE MINUTES!" Came the call from downstairs. I began flicking insistently at Sam's clit. She really loved that flicking motion because she began to moan continuously and buck her hips back against my face. Taking Brenda's earlier advice, I kept a steady, gentle rhythm, not pushing any harder with the tip of my tongue and not going any faster. I just flicked and flicked and flicked against her clit. "Oh God, just like that," Sam moaned. "Don't stop doing that." I flicked side to side, flicked up and down, and then just flicked and flicked the tip of my tongue against her hard little pleasure spot. My wet tongue lashed a steady beat against her clit. "Oh shit... oh shit..." Sam cried out. Her toned legs tensed and she grabbed at the sheets on the bed around me. From the rapid panting and slight shaking of her body, I thought she might be cumming. I wasn't sure, so I kept up my steady rhythm and felt her writhing and shaking around me. Sam squeaked a little as I kept the steady, wet rythym against her clit, and then her body relaxed around me. "Ohhhhh, that was good," Sam cooed. "I really needed that. And if you keep that up, I might be able to cum a second time..." "ONE MINUTE!" came Brenda's yell. "Never mind... whew, just stop for now," Sam begged. "You came?" I asked. "Oh yes sir, I had a nice orgasm," Sam responded with a big smile while scrambling to put her bottoms back on. "After sitting on that big cock of yours downstairs, that felt great. Thanks." She gave me another polite peck on the cheek and then headed out of the room. I ran to the bathroom and managed to pee one more time before heading downstairs. ---------- Everyone else was already sitting in the living room, but no one seemed to mind that I was last. No one had put any clothes back on, and everyone was looking a little tipsy. The cards were already spread out on the coffee table. "We already did the cards so you can't cheat again," Brenda said accusingly to me. With that, the game began. The first card I pulled on my turn? An Ace. Jenny blurted out, "Oh come on!" when I pulled the card, which may have been strategic because it meant she was the slowest in putting her thumb next to her nose. As the two of us headed to the closet, Carly called out, "We're going to hold you two to seven minutes this time!" As soon as the closet door closed behind us, Jenny and I were all over each other. Our lips met in the darkness and our tongues danced in her mouth. Jenny ran one hand through my hair, pulling my head closer, as my arms squeezed her against my body. I felt her full, firm breasts pressed against my chest as I began kissing her neck. "I went looking for you during the break, but couldn't find you," she breathed in my air. "And Mark's door was closed the whole time. Where were you?" "You won't believe me when I tell you," I responded, "but I promise I'll tell you later. Right now we only have seven minutes. What do you want to do?" "Oh, I'm so turned on," Jenny responded, guiding my soft kisses down to the tops of her breasts. "I need to get off. Will you help me?" "Of course baby" I said, kissing the top of her firm tit flesh before sinking to my knees before her. As I grasped for her panties, she helped by wiggling her hips free of her clothing. Unfortunately, the closet was very small and I was much taller than Jenny. On my knees, my face came up to Jenny's mid section, so she had to lift her leg awkwardly and I had to try to bend further down in the tight closet to reach her pussy with my tongue. Eventually, my mouth made contact with her bare pussy laps and and I suckled on the outer folds of her sex. Jenny gasped and then let out a high pitched squeak when my tongue flicked at her clit. I tried to consistently locate her sensitive bud with my wiggling tongue, but the position was just too awkward. Eventually, Jenny couldn't hold her leg up anymore and we had to stop. "FOUR MINUTES!" came the call from the living room. "Let me try something," I whispered. I spun Jenny around so she was facing away from me and bent her slightly at the waist. Leaning over her back, I licked two of my fingers and slipped both of them between her legs from behind. She braced herself against the wall of the closet as I pushed my two fingers inside of her dripping hole. I felt her tight pussy from the inside, purposefully wiggling my fingers around the bundle of flesh I took for her G spot. Her pussy stretched around me as I slipped deep into her pussy and withdrew. I took a couple more slow strokes in and out of her pussy before I began pumping my fingers in and out of her with a rapid speed. My two fingers flew in and out of Jenny's pussy, firmly plowing deep inside of her sex and making soft, rapid slapping sounds as I bottomed out in her hole. I plunged my fingers forcefully in and out of her slippery tunnel. Jenny's reaction was immediate, arching her back and letting loose a low moan as my fingers flew in and out of her. With one arm across her front, bracing myself for the rapid finger fucking, I could feel her body tense as I rammed my fingers in and out of her. "Oh shit, that feels good!" she moaned a little loudly. I kept plowing my fingers qucikly in and out, in and out of her soft, wet pussy, trying to drill the orgasm right out of her. "TWO MINUTES!" came the call. "Come on baby, cum for me," I whispered in her ear, my thick fingers never stopping their rapid drilling. In and out of her tight, wet pussy my fingers flew. "Oh I'm close," she moaned softly. "I'm close... I'm close." I could feel her body tensing in my arms. "Oh... oh... don't stop... don't stop..." "Cum for me," I encouraged. "Oh...CUMMMMING!!" she hissed. Jenny's hips bucked back and forth as my fingers continued to plow in and out of her. She lost her grip on the wall, and I found myself holding her up with an arm across her breasts as she pushed my hand away from her pussy. She arched her back deeply as I held her warm body, and seemed to mewl in her throat as she came. And then the door opened and Brenda was standing there, watching the last of Jenny's orgasm fade while I held her deeply arched body in my arms. "Oh wow..." Brenda said, "... um... time's up." Jenny was gasping for air, coming down from her orgasm, but still had enough fire left to shoot Brenda a dirty look and spit out, "Jackass." Minutes later, we were back in the living room and Brenda politely declined to tell the others if she had seen anything in the closet. More cards were pulled, shots were given, and Mark said he was grateful to finally be free of taking shots for someone else. Then Carly pulled a two. "Sam," she said coyly. "I sure liked the look of you sitting in Kevin's lap." "Really?!" Sam replied, looking completely caught off guard. "Seems dumb to me," she said, but she dutifully stood and deposited herself in my lap again. This time I was sure she was doing it on purpose when she wiggled her ass against my crotch as she sat down. On Sam's next turn, she reached down from her sitting position in my lap and pulled another two. "Carly," she said immediately. "I think you should wear nothing but a towel for the rest of this game." Carly blinked in surprise, but without protest she retrieved a large beach towel from a stack near the door to the pool. Carly returned to the living room with the towel carefully wrapped around her. Then oddly, while standing just in front of me and looking into my eyes, she made a show of seductively stripping. She fumbled with her bra carefully beneath the towel and then slipped it out from under the towel and threw it at my head. Next, Carly bent over facing me to show me about an acre of creamy, exposed tit flesh. She dropped the towel almost to her nipples before pivoting around and making a show of sliding her panties off her bottom. As she kicked her bottoms free, I was treated with a view of her smooth, curvy legs almost up to her crotch. Satisfied, Carly stood straight up, walked over to her chair, and said, "I hope you're comfortable sitting on that bump between your legs for the rest of the night, Sam." Everyone, including me and Sam, laughed. A few more cards were pulled, the girls assigned several shots to Sam for some reason, and then Sam pulled a seven. "Well at least HE didn't get it," said Brenda. Shortly after, Brenda pulled a two. "Carly," said the sly Brenda, "I think it's time you experienced Sam's fun. Why don't you go ahead and sit in Mark's lap." Carly tried to look indignant as she walked across to where Mark was sitting, but no one bought her show. Mark tried to give Carly a playful pat on her bottom, beneath the towel, as she moved to sit down. Carly blocked it and warned him with a stern, "Watch it mister." There were several giggles from Carly as the next few cards were drawn, and Mark kept whispering something to her. Sam and Brenda asked them to behave, but Carly and Mark were largely forgotten as I drew sevens on my next two turns. The first pee card elicited a groan from the other players. The second drew angry protests and a few unfounded accusations. Then I drew a two. I thought about it for a second before stating, "I think we should play the rest of this game in the dark." "Hmm," said Sam thoughtfully, "I've never heard that rule before." "And technically," added Brenda, "You can only make a rule for one person or the opposite sex." "Right," I responded, "I declare that the girls have the play the rest of this game in the dark and that will mean the guys have to play in the dark too." There was a thoughtful, drunken pause. "Works for me," said Brenda, before she rose and flipped off the living room lights. There was still a little light coming in from the street lamps, through the front windows, but the living room was largely darkness with deep shadows. I could just make out the locations of the others, but couldn't see any distinguishing features from them. A few more cards were drawn and then Sam said, "I have to use my pee card." While Sam dashed to the bathroom, Brenda and Jenny slipped towards me in the darkness. They drew so close I could smell the scent of their shampoo, and they were careful to whisper to me even though Mark and Carly were basically chatting softly in their own world. "We need those two pee cards, Kev," Brenda began. "We'll pee ourselves before we make it through the whole game, and everyone in the group gets to do whatever they want to do to you if you go to the bathroom without a card." Jenny added. Suddenly, the importance of the pee card made more sense. "But we'll make it totally worth your while." Brenda cooed. The Weekend Sleepover Ch. 03 "The two of us will do whatever you want if you give us those cards," Jenny whispered, her lips brushing my ear. "We'll do it together." "At the same time." "Whatever you want." "And guarantee it will get you off." I surrendered the cards and Jenny gave me a soft wet kiss on the cheek in response. Again, I could smell the wine on her breath. Brenda and Jenny were back in their seats before Sam returned. I could barely tell it was her in the darkness, but she found me and settled herself carefully on my lap. I thought her crotch felt much warmer that before, and I slid a hand up her leg. It met no fabric as it travelled over her thigh and up to her waist. She wasn't wearing her bottoms. She wiggled herself against me and I could feel her wetness through the front of my underwear. "You like my surprise?" Sam asked. "Oh yeah," I agreed as my hand slid over her waist and down between her legs. My fingers briefly made contact with her wet pussy lips before she slapped my hand away. More cards were pulled, more shots were taken, and Sam began really grinding against my growing cock. The thought of her bare pussy separated from my cock by one thin piece of cloth was slowly swelling my much used pole. Sam seemed to enjoy the feeling of my erection growing beneath her, grinding herself harder against the tip of my shaft. Finally, in the darkness, I had enough. I pushed Sam slightly forward and pulled my cock out of the front flap of my underwear. My full, bare erection nestled between the dripping wet folds of Sam's hot pussy. I wasn't entirely sure how Sam would react, but she resumed her subtle grinding motion. Now her wet pussy lips were rubbing directly against the length of my rod, coating my pole with her juices, as she ground her hips back and forth. Not much happened for a while. Cards were drawn, shots were taken, and Brenda continued to softly ride the length of my swollen cock with her bare, wet pussy. After a couple of rounds, I drew the final seven. More sounds of exasperation rained down on me in response. Jenny and Brenda decided there was no further point in waiting, and rushed off to use the bathroom. That left four of us in the darkened room, and Carly and Mark were giggling and groping each other without paying any attention to me and Sam. Sam leaned back against my chest and whispered in my ear, "Alright, I can't take it anymore. Put it in me." "What?! Right now?" I whispered back. "Yes," she moaned, continuing to grind her dripping wet pussy against my throbbing erection. Her slippery sex rubbing directly against my cock skin and coating me with her juices had slowly built my well used rod back to full erection. What I wouldn't give to be 18 again and have that kind of recovery power. And the funniest part about Sam sitting there in the dark, her naked sex pressed against my erection, was that it barely took a shift of her hips to get my rod inside of her pussy. She lifted her hips a bit, my cock head pressed against the warm, squishy opening of her hole, and when she shifted backwards I was inside of her. It had taken me 18 years to achieve my first sexual experience. It had taken me twenty four hours to go from my first to my third. The hot, wet, enveloping softness of Sam's pussy tunnel caused me to gasp quietly. Sam pressed her thin, toned body back against my chest as my cock buried itself to the hilt in her tight, wet pussy. Sam was unbelievably tight, every inch of her inner channel squeezing my rod as my man meat flowed into her. When I bottomed out, Sam moaned. I could barely make out in the darkness that Carly and Mark had stopped fooling around and were looking at us. I didn't care. My cock was buried to the hilt in Sam's hot, wet pussy, and her slippery walls felt like velvet against my dick. Apparently Sam didn't care either. Her hands firmly grasped my thighs as she pushed herself up off my meat, sliding her pussy up my manhood until just the tip remained inside her. Then she shoved her hips back downward, plunging her pussy back down my pole. Her tight pussy tickled my erection as it slid wetly over me, and I could feel her pussy walls stretching to accommodate my thickness. Sam let out a muffled cry of pleasure as she took my cock. Sam lifted and sank faster and faster, building her speed rapidly until her pussy was flying up and down my pole. The wet, squishy noises we began to make together were unmistakable, even with the darkness. Where the hell were Jenny and Brenda? I could feel Carly's eyes on me in the darkness, even if I couldn't see them. This was Sam's show, so I slipped a hand over her smooth thigh and felt for the hard nub between her legs. While Sam rode up and down my stiff cock, rubbing me with her juicy pussy walls, I did my best to find her clit and tease her sensitive bump with my fingertip. My attention to her clit was awkward, given the movement of her toned little body, but it had the desired effect. Sam began grunting as she bottomed out on my rod, moaning her sexual pleasure as she rode me. "Don't you stop," she began panting, her head hanging limply as her pussy pumped up and down my pole. "Don't you stop," she moaned between gritted teeth, "Don't you stop..." I whispered in her ear, "Cum for me, Sam," and she exploded. Sam froze with my cock deep inside her and began shaking atop my lap. She grunted a little high pitched squeak as she came, and I could feel her tight pussy walls spasming around me. Sam's hands held my legs tightly as she came, and her juices leaked out around my rigid cock. "Oh my God," was all Carly managed to whisper in the darkness. Sam barely had time to recover before Jenny and Brenda returned, laughing and oblivious. I'll never know why Carly and Mark didn't rat us out right then, but they didn't breathe a word. Sam just sat there in the darkness, with my fully erect and throbbing cock shoved completely up her pussy, and the game resumed. A couple more full rounds went by, more shots were taken, and my cock remained firmly implanted inside Sam's dripping wet pussy. Then I pulled an Ace. To my surprise, Jenny was quick getting her thumb by her nose. It was Carly who was a second too late. I figured it might have been because Carly was too busy fooling around with Mark to pay attention. Either way, she gripped the top of her towel carefully and bounded towards the closet ahead of me. Sam casually stood up, my erection slipping from inside of her. I was so hard, my cock sprang to a perfectly upright position. I just followed Carly to the closet, fairly certain that Jenny and Brenda never realized my cock had been inside of Sam. When I got the closet, I could tell the door was open, but it was even darker inside. I groped somewhat blindly for Carly, and my palm brushed against what could only have been the side of her naked breast. As she closed the door behind us, I realized she had dropped her towel to the bottom of the closet. "That was hot," she whispered. "You really fucked Sam right there in front of us." "Maybe," I replied unconvincingly. "And you got her off! And you didn't even cum, did you?" she whispered. Her small hand reached out in the darkness and brushed against my still fully engorged cock, still coated with Sam's juices. "No, I guess I didn't." "Will you promise me that you will NEVER tell Mark about anything that happens between you and me tonight?" "Sure," I replied, "Listen, Carly, if you don't want to do anything..." Her hand closed around the fat head of my rod, squeezing it gently while her thumb expertly rubbed against the sensitive spot on the underside of the tip of the crown. I moaned in response. "It's big," she whispered, "And you're really turned on right now, aren't you?" Her thumb continued its gentle rubbing against the swollen head of my dick. "Oh, yes," I managed. "That's hot. Don't you think I'm attractive?" Her small fingers kept up their gentle, steady pace, rubbing against the tip of my manhood. "Of course, you're gorgeous." "Awww, well thank you," she replied coyly. "You don't think I'm a slut, do you, just because I thought it was hot that you fucked Sam and I'm playing with your dick now?" "Of course not," I replied as her thumb continued to rub against just the tip of my manhood. "You don't think I'm a slut because I couldn't resist fucking Sam with you sitting right there?" She laughed. "Of course not. You could cum just from this, couldn't you?" "Yes," I admitted. "That's hot. I want to get you off. What do you want me to do? I REALLY want to get you off." "Really?" "Sure, anything. I just want to feel this meat explode. What do you want?" It had been such a huge fantasy of mine for as long as I could remember, and is still something I love today. I reached out in the darkness with both hands and rubbed my rough palms across the tops of Carly's magnificent breasts. Her mounds were smooth and firm, and almost perfectly round. She giggled happily in response. "You love my boobs, huh? You want to fuck them?" "Can I?" I asked. Without another word, Carly moved forward and pressed her chest against me. She was so much shorter than me that she only had to bend down a little to reach the perfect height. My aching cock fell into the deep, soft crevice between her cleavage. Carly pressed her breasts inwards using both hands, her fingers linking across her nipples. Then she spat between her globes, and I could feel her saliva drip down over my rod and mingle with Sam's juices. I was in heaven, my throbbing erection tightly encased between two beautiful mounds of firm tit flesh. I was so engrossed in the new sensation, that I almost forgot to move. Carly began by sliding her chest up and down my pole. The sensation of my cock sliding through the smooth tunnel created between her boobs, her soft flesh rubbing against my sensitive cock, felt incredible. After a couple of strokes, I got the hint and started pumping my meat in and out of the crevice between her firm melons. I was tentative at first, not wanting to knock her over and also reveling in the new sensation. I particularly enjoyed the feeling of my cock head popping out of the top of her tits, squeezing its way into the cool night air. Carly never complained, just kept her breasts pressed firmly together and occasionally drooling some saliva to lubricate my path. I was soon firmly grasping her by her thin shoulders and furiously pumping my cock in and out of the tight space between her soft tits. My only regret was that I couldn't see anything in the total darkness of the closet. I'd like to claim that I lasted a while, but I had just been inside of Sam's pussy and not had the chance to cum. Carly also began lapping with her tongue at my cock head whenever it popped out of the tunnel between her breasts. I was pumping so fast and hard that I bumped her in the chin once. The next time I thrust that hard, her hot, open mouth was waiting and she suckled briefly on the head of my dick. That sent me over the edge. Brenda had just called "THREE MINUTES!" when I warned Carly, "Oh shit... I'm gonna cum." "Oooo, yes," she encouraged, "Let me feel that cock explode." "You sure? You ready?" I panted as I felt the pleasure in my balls churning. "Yeah baby, give me that cum," she teased. I came so hard. I grasped her by the shoulders and pumped one more time hard into that tight, smooth tunnel of tit flesh and then I felt my cock spasming and spurting. The orgasm was such a blast of pure pleasure that it was all I could do not to scream. I felt my legs shaking and my balls contracting with delight. I shot spurt after spurt of hot, white cum into the darkness, and tried to remain standing on my shaky legs. "I'm sorry," I stammered as the pleasurable heat of the orgasm slowly burned away, "I think I came on you." Carly laughed hard and deep. "You came ALL OVER ME!" she scolded teasingly. "Don't worry, that was soooo hot. It was like your cock GREW just before you came, and then your hot cum was shooting out, it was so hot." "Oh Carly, that was amazing. Thank you so much." "Any time, stud," she replied. "But how about you give me that final pee card of yours. It will be easier to clean up in the bathroom, and I really do have to pee. I don't want Mark to smell cum on this towel, and I want to make sure to get it all off my face..." "I came on your face?!" "Yes," she laughed. "I'm sorry." "It's alright, don't worry." I hesitated. "Is it bad that I'm sad I can't see it?" Carly laughed. "So you like that, huh? No, you wouldn't be the first guy to get turned on by cumming on my face." "Well the card is yours. Please take it." "Thanks, I will be sure to pay you fully later on for letting me have it." "Carly, you already earned it and..." "Nope," she cut me off, "Fair is fair." With that, the door opened and Carly dashed off into the darkness. I stuffed myself back in my underwear and walked back into the dark living room. "You two still have a minute left in there," Brenda said when she saw me. "Ha," Mark chimed in. "I guess they just didn't get along in the closet." He sounded relieved. "Or it was so hot that they finished each other off really quickly," teased Sam. Mark sulked in silence until Carly's return. There were several cards left, and a couple more rounds progressed without much action. When the pile had dwindled to just a few cards, Mark pulled an Ace. This time Carly was so ridiculously slow at getting her thumb to her nose that it was obvious. The two cuddlers walked hand and hand to the closet. There wasn't much conversation while they were gone, other than initial laughter over their obvious coupling. We heard a groan from Mark somewhere around six minutes, and the door opened right at seven. Sam drew the final card, which was an Ace. Mark touched his thumb to his nose, so I would have been the drinking slave, except the game was over. "Alright, sex fiends," Brenda said sternly. "The game is over but all debts must be settled by dawn. If someone leaves a debt outstanding, they will face a punishment decided by the rest of the group which could be ANYTHING." Brenda looked over to me with a smile, "And since Kevin gave away so many pee cards, I am betting he's gonna get REALLY lucky tonight." Everyone laughed. "I already settled my debt," Mark said with a smile. "I hope your ass isn't too sore," Sam quipped, drawing uproarious laughter from everyone but Mark. As the group was breaking apart in the darkness, collecting clothing items discarded on the floor and trying to clean up empty cups, Sam discreetly came up to me and kissed me on the cheek. "Thanks for... helping me out earlier," she whispered. "Anytime," I whispered back. "You're a sweet soul, you know that?" "So are you, Sam." ---------- I decided I wanted to take a shower, after all the fucking and sweating and bodily fluids that had been a part of my evening. There was a master bathroom in the master bedroom, but both had been declared off limits for the weekend. We normally kept away from Jenny and Mark's mom's room. With all the other bathrooms taken, I managed to grab Mark and Jenny together and ask if they thought it would be okay for me to shower in the master bath. Mark seemed uncertain but Jenny told me she thought it was fine as long as I was careful not to make a mess. So a few minutes after the game ended, I found myself showering in the master bathroom. I had only been in this bathroom a couple of times. It was spacious and included both a large, tiled shower with two clear glass walls and a jacuzzi tub. The hot water of the shower was soothing and I worked slowly to scrub myself clean. I had my eyes closed and was washing my face when I heard the bathroom door open. I looked through the shower walls, into the mirror, and saw Jenny and Brenda slipping into the bathroom. They were still in just their underwear, Brenda's red hair falling loosely over the back of her green bra. Jenny's full breasts and round ass were also both on display. I briefly considered covering myself up, but remembered they had both already seen me naked. I opened the glass door and asked, "And what are you two doing here?" "Settling our debt, stupid," replied Brenda with a broad smile. She was already unhooking the back of her bra. "We don't want to be subject to a group punishment," Jenny added, her full breasts spilling out of her bra cups as she slipped her straps over her shoulders. Jenny's big, pink nipples popped into view, and she smiled when she caught me staring at her breasts. "Ladies, today has already been amazing beyond belief," I said, still in the hot water of the shower. "But I have to be honest, my dick may have already seen more action than it can handle." I didn't want to get graphic with them, but when I had started cleaning myself in the shower, my cock felt almost raw. My hormone-filled 18 year old body was still aroused by the sight of these two nubile young women, but I had cum so many times I wondered if there was anything left in my balls. "Maybe can we do this tomorrow." "Oh, sorry lover," Brenda teased as she shimmied out of her bottoms. She leaned seductively over the tub and turned on the water, looking at me over her shoulder with her dangerous blue eyes. While looking at her eyes, I was also treated to a view of her firm, round backside and her full, dangling breasts. "The deal is that debts must be settled the same night they are made. We only have until dawn." "Besides," Jenny added, already naked. Her round young breasts bounced slightly as she walked seductively to the tub, "Our deal was that we would do something together for you, the both of us at the same time, and promised to get you off. So how can we get you off?" I'd cum from watching pornos that had situations just like this and never imagined that I'd be in such a situation myself. And honestly, I found myself wanting to say no. My brain said I was too tired and had already fucked too much that day. But the rest of me screamed that, no matter how tired my cock might feel at the moment, I was a total moron if I passed up this chance. Brenda and Jenny were already in the tub, which was slowly filling with hot water. They were trying to make a seductive show of covering their smooth bodies with hot water, but they were clearly a little uncomfortable being there together and looked a little awkward. "I know you probably just want to be alone with sweet Jenny here," Brenda teased, "I see how the two of you are around each other. But a deal's a deal. You get both of us." "Fine," I said with a smile, walking carefully over the slippery bathroom tiles towards the tub, "You two sit on the edge of the tub. If I can do anything I want to both of you together, then I'm going to eat you out together." "What?!" Brenda half laughed. The look on her face clearly meant she didn't think I was serious. "You two agreed to do whatever I want, so I'm going to have some fun. Sit on the edge of the tub next to each other." The two girls looked doubtful but obeyed. As I sat down in the warm water of the jacuzzi tub, on my knees facing the two naked girls, I admired their differences. Jenny's skin was just slightly darker, slightly more tan. Jenny was also curvier, from her smooth calves through her round butt, but it also meant she had a bigger rack. Jenny's breast had just a hint of sag from their firm weight, and her pink nipples were bigger and slightly lighter than Brenda's. Brenda's nipples were a dark red, capping round, firm breasts. The two young women looked down at me with uncertainty in their eyes, but there was no uncertainty in what I wanted to do. I dove between Jenny's legs, suckling on just her slippery pussy lips and lapping teasingly at her hole. I traced circles with my tongue ever upwards along her sex, heading for the little hood of skin that covered her clit. But before I got there I switched to Brenda. I suckled Brenda's pussy lips with my lips and turned my tongue into a point so I could probe the opening of her sex. I kissed up Brenda's smooth thighs, over her pink pussy mound, and towards her clit, but stopped before making contact. I swirled my tongue around Jenny's clit without touching her sensitive bud, then switched and swirled my tongue around Brenda's clit without touching her sweet spot. Finally, I dove between Jenny's legs and suckled her engorged clit right up into my mouth. I rubbed it between my lips and flicked my tongue over the tip of her most sensitive nub. I looked up as I swirled my wet tongue across Jenny's pleasure spot. Jenny's cheeks were flushed and she was biting her lip. Brenda was watching me with her blue eyes, clearly jealous.