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                               True Story
                                 by JiMC

Copyright© 2002 by JiMC


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Description: A TRUE STORY ABOUT TRUE LUV^H^H^H LOVE.
Actually, the (fictional) story about two boys that try their hand at writing sex stories for a well-known story site.

Codes: mf ff Mult fant humor 1st teen cons reluc coer het oral
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This work is copyright © 2002, 2003 with all rights reserved by its author. The author specifically states that this work may be redistributed, without charge, as long as it is published with the same the story name ("TRUE STORY"), author ("JiMC"), and that the story is distributed in its entirety, including this disclaimer. I specifically do NOT permit this story to be published on any site that charges any mandatory membership fees.

The following is a work of fiction (actually, "FANTASY"). Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is probably the result of a rather warped mind.

This is a story that describes a sexually explicit situation in a fictional setting. The characters in the story may be underage, but be assured that the target audience is adults (people over the age of eighteen) with broad minds.

The story was originally written as a special story to commemorate my tenth submission to storiesonline. It's based on a couple of characters that I wrote about for a story I wrote a long (LONG!) time ago. That story isn't on the storiesonline site, since it was only vaguely sexually oriented. This current story was written with my tongue squarely in my cheek, and is my way of saying "THANK YOU!" to the site's maintainer for all the great work that has gone into making the site one of the best stories sites on the Internet.

Due to the immense popularity of that story (maybe not by the scoring, but at least by the site's maintainer!), I decided to "get even" and continue the adventures of the four main characters a bit, turning it from a parody into a real story. It also brings the story more in line with the genre of stories that I am most often associated with. Thus, the first "chapter" is the stand-alone parody that I originally wrote, and the second and third chapters turns it into a real story (a short story, though). Feel free to decide which you prefer!

Oh, and by the way, despite the name of the story, this is NOT a true story!

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Chapter 1


Davy wrote: "LET ME EXPLAIN A LITTLE ABOUT MYSELF. I AM REASONABLY ENDOUD WITH A SEVENTEEN ENCH PENUS."

"That's not right," said Mikey.

"What's not right?" asked Davy.

"I think 'inch' is spelled with an 'I.' See the red squiggles underneath the word? That's Microsoft telling you that you didn't spell it right."

"Oh, yeah. I always wondered about that. I thought that the squiggles were there for decoration or something."

"You've got squiggles underneath 'endowed' and 'penis.'"

Davy giggled. "Do you think Microsoft Word has 'penis' in its dictionary?"

"Yeah. It's how Bill Gates signs his documents. 'Mr. Rich Penis.'"

The two boys giggled a lot over that one.

"Why is it all in upper case?" asked Mikey.

"It looks more important that way."

"None of the other stories are in upper case," Mikey pointed out.

Davy shrugged. "Makes mine stand out."

"Well, you didn't write much," Mikey said after they both caught their breath. "You have a seventeen inch penis. Now what?"

"I'm going to tell them my story," Davy said.

"It's already sounding like a lie. I've seen your pecker in the showers at school, and it ain't no fuckin' seventeen inches."

"Hey! I've been readin' the stories on this site, and all the guys have enormous pricks. Maybe we're mutations with the tiny ones."

Mikey thought a bit and finally shook his head. "Nah. I've seen Mr. Williams' pecker. It's only a little bit bigger than ours."

"You saw Mr. Williams' dick? When was that? You're not into no homo stuff, are you?"

"No!" assured Mikey. "He was boning Mrs. Ingott."

"You saw the two of them actually doing it?" Davy asked. He didn't know whether or not to believe him.

"Yeah. I had stayed after school for detention the other day when they caught me in the girls' locker room stealing all their panties..."

Davy laughed. "I remember that. You fuck-wad... you didn't let me know about that until after I heard that you got caught!"

"Anyway, when I got done with Ms. Goldman, I was walking down the hall towards the office when I heard sounds coming from Mrs. Ingott's room. I took a peek in the doorway, and Mr. Williams was going at it with her."

"Damn! Why didn't you tell me?" Davy complained.

"You were home. Remember? I had to stay after school and you took the bus home."

Davy nodded. Mike's story sounded true. But it wasn't fair. Mikey got to have all the fun. According to him, he's seen about a dozen girls and women naked. Davy only saw a couple of naked ladies, and they were all on videos that Mikey had brought over.

"Anyway, let's get back to your story," suggested Mikey.

"Oh, yeah." Davy tried to think of something to say. He drew a blank. "How about I stuck it in her mouth and blasted her full of cement?"

"That's 'semen, ' you stupid idiot," Mikey corrected.

"That's what I said. Semen."

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Anyway, how long does it take? I think it took about five minutes on that video," Davy said, a bit embarrassed that Mikey knew the terms better than he did.

"They're just acting on the videos. I've never lasted more than a couple of seconds."

"You stuck your dick into a girl's mouth?" Davy said. "Bullshit!"

"I did. Many times!" Mikey insisted.

"Like who?"

"Stacy. She was the one that caught me in the locker room. She told me that she'd scream unless I stuck it in her mouth."

"Bullshit!"

"No shit!"

"Stacy Gibbons?" Davy asked incredulously. "The girl with the tits?"

"The same one. And she pulled up her T-shirt and gave me a good look at her knockers."

"Fuck!" Davy said, wishing that he had been as lucky as Mikey seemed to be.

"Alright. What do you have so far?"

"I'm still working on the last word. Word seems to like 'cement' but when I leave off the 'T' the squiggles come back."

"S-E-M-E-N. No 'T.'"

Davy typed a bit more. "Still squiggles."

"Try 'cum' with a 'U... ' C-U-M."

"More squiggles."

"Damn. All the stories spell it that way. Try spelling it C-O-M-E."

"Why do they call it 'come' when its 'going' into a girl's mouth?" Davy said, finally removing the squiggles.

"Same reason they call it a 'blow job' when they 'suck' it, I think. Just to confuse us kids."

"Stacy really sucked you?" Davy asked, trying to imagine the school girl, topless, with Mikey's dick in her mouth."

"Yup. I bet she'd play your skin flute, too," Mikey said.

"Yeah, right. She called me a 'twerp' on the bus the other day."

Mikey grinned. "That's her way of telling you she has the hots for you. She just doesn't want her friends to know. They might get jealous!"

"Lots of girls call me that. Do you mean they all want to blow me?" Davy asked, wondering why Mikey had never explained this to him before.

"Probably. One way to find out. Next time, get them alone and whip it out. Most of the time, they go all gushy, and then they make ME all gushy--all over them!"

"Fuck!"

"So, what do you got?" Mikey asked again.

"LET ME EXPLAIN A LITTLE ABOUT MYSELF," Davy quoted. "I AM REASONABLY ENDOWED WITH A SEVENTEEN INCH PENIS. I STUCK IT IN HER MOUTH AND BLASTED HER FULL OF COME."

"That's just how it happens," Mike said.

"None of that lovey dovey talk?" Davy asked.

"Nope. I whip mine out, and the girl whips her tits out. She licks me and I blast off."

"I thought you said she sucked you!" Davy said, seeing the hole in Mike's story.

"That was Stacy. I was thinking about Mary Lou this time."

"Mary Lou? She sucked you, too?" Mikey's stories were starting to get outrageous.

"Yeah," Mike said, his eyes taking on a wistful look. "She came in after I blasted Stacy, and noticed all the panties. I think she recognized her own, and wanted them back. I told her to lick me and she did."

"Fuck!"

"Yeah," Mike grinned.

"Anyway, this story seems kind of short. Only three sentences."

"It never lasts more than a couple of seconds," Mikey explained. "We're writing the truth here!"

"All these other stories are longer," Davy pointed out. "Some have fuckin' chapters."

The doorbell rang, nearly scaring Davy out of his wits. Hurriedly, he closed down the word processor and copied his story onto a ZIP disk.

Mikey laughed at Davy's frantic attempt to hide the evidence. Hell, anybody just lookin' at Davy could tell he was sporting a boner. Fucking idiot!

Mikey went to the door. He wasn't surprised to see Stacy and Mary Lou there.

"Howdy, girls," Mikey said, giving them a big grin.

"Hi, Mike," said Stacy. Mary Lou seemed tongue-tied and just nodded.

"Come on in. Me and Davy were workin' on a story."

"Davy's here?" Stacy said, shocked. "You didn't say that he'd be here. You said that the house would be empty."

"It is empty. My folks have gone to my Grammy's house. They won't be back for hours."

"But Davy's here!" Stacy complained.

"Shh," Mikey warned. "He'll hear you."

"I'm not getting naked in front of Davy!" Stacy whined, her voice a bit lower.

"Come on. It will be his first time. He deserves to know how it feels. He's the one writing the story!"

"He's writing about me?" Stacy asked, not the least bit mollified.

"No. It's fiction, but more realistic than the other stories on this sex site."

"You're surfin' a sex site?" Stacy said, her attention diverted.

"Yeah. But it's just stories," Mike said, stepping back and allowing the two girls to follow him.

Stacy was disappointed. "No pictures of, like... guys?"

"No pictures on this site. Just stories."

"How boring," said Mary Lou.

"Yeah. What fun is stories?" agreed Stacy.

"Let's show you what me and Davy have been writing."

Davy had heard the sound of voices, and at first couldn't place them. Then he heard Mary Lou say something about being boring. His heart sank; was she talking about him? He had had a crush on the red-haired beauty since third grade... almost four years, now!

Mike entered the study, and said, "Davy, you know Stacy and Mary Lou, right?"

Davy was a bit too shy to speak.

"Hi, Davy," said Stacy, still a bit disheartened that Davy was there.

There was an awkward pause.

"Mary Lou, say 'Hi' to Davy," ordered Mike.

"Um... hi, Davy," she said demurely.

"Say 'hi' to Mary Lou," Mike said to his best friend.

"Hi," Davy said, shortly.

Mike turned to the two girls. "So, you want to read our story?"

"Sure," answered Stacy.

Mary Lou wasn't really sure, but nodded her head anyway.

"OK. But first you have to put out. Davy's never seen your knockers."

Davy couldn't believe his ears. Mikey was going to have the girls put out for him?

Stacy looked a bit put off, but finally said, "Oh, all right." She started fumbling with the buttons on her blouse. "Come on, Mary Lou!" she prodded her friend.

Mary Lou wasn't too sure about this, but when Stacy told her to go along, she found herself starting to fumble with her clothes and then stopped. "I can't!"

"What's wrong?" asked Mike, looking at the fear in Mary Lou's face.

"I'm wearing a sun dress. If I take it off, I'll be... I'll be mostly naked!"

Mike nodded his head, as if he were agreeing with her. "You're right, Mary Lou." He turned to Stacy. "You'll have to take off your pants, too, then. Fair is fair."

"Fair? How fair is that? You'll have us down to bras and panties and you guys will still be dressed!"

Mike shot back, "Even if we took off our pants and shirts, you'll have a bra and panties, and we just have our underwear! That's not fair to us!"

Stacy thought and then nodded her head. "All right. Everybody takes everything off. Then everybody will be fair. Then we read your story."

"OK," Mike agreed.

Davy listened to this exchange, not believing his ears. The girls were going to get naked? And they expected him to do so, as well?

"Come ON," Mike said to Davy. "The girls want to do it. Get naked!"

Stacy was already topless, and was tugging on her pants. She was really going to get undressed. Mary Lou had started to pull her dress over her head.

Fuck! He was going to see two chicks naked... in the flesh! Davy's erection, which had already been hard working on the story, had reached the harness of steel. His hands automatically started fumbling with his jeans.

Mikey was already nude, as was Stacy. Mary Lou was topless, her hands at the waistband of her panties.

"Come on, you slow pokes!" Mike prodded the two shy people.

Soon, all four of them were standing naked in the study.

Davy looked at the two girls.

Stacy had dirty blonde hair, and her jugs were as big as he had imagined that they would be. Her nipples were sticking out like bright pink pencil erasers. Her crotch hair was thin, but looked a bit darker than the hair on her head.

Mary Lou was a bit chunkier than Stacy. Her breasts were smaller, but her nipples seemed to be wider. He looked down at her crotch, and saw some sparse hairs there, a little lighter than the flaming red hair on her head. Mary Lou noticed Davy's attentions, and her hands moved nervously to cover her crotch.

"So, where's the story?" Stacy asked, getting an eyeful of both Mikey and Davy. She had never seen either one completely naked before.

"Wait... it's no longer fair. You're seeing us naked. We're seeing you naked. Now you want to see our story. I think you know what we'll want in return."

"Another blow job?" Stacy asked. "Mikey, I have never met a guy that likes being sucked as much as you!"

"No suck, no story. How about you, Mary Lou?"

Mary Lou was standing with her hands in front of her crotch. She didn't say anything, but simply nodded.

Stacy finally answered. "OK, Mikey. But I get to suck you. I ain't sucking no twerp's dick!"

Davy was stung by what Stacy said, until he heard Mary Lou say, "I'll suck Davy... if he wants."

Davy wants! Davy WANTS! He held his enthusiasm in check, however, and simply nodded his head dumbly.

"OK, girls, get on your knees!"

Both girls looked nervously at each other, and then nodded, and slowly dropped into a kneeling position.

Mike approached Stacy, and pulled Davy by the arm in front of Mary Lou.

"On your mark..." Mikey called out, positioning his dick in front of Stacy's open mouth.

Davy was amazed to see that Mary Lou also had her mouth open, expectantly. It took a bit more effort than he thought to point this rigid pecker horizontally.

"Get set..." The two boys moved their hips closer to the opened lips of the two girls.

"GO!" Mikey called out.

Together, the two girls closed their mouths on the dicks. Mikey pushed his groin toward Stacy and then pulled out of her mouth. He took his penis into his hand, and come started spewing out all over Stacy's face. "I WIN!" Mikey called out.

Mary Lou had closed her mouth on Davy's member and Davy was lost in the exquisiteness of the warm and wet confines of Mary Lou's mouth. He could feel her sucking, and that caused him to flex his rear end muscles, pushing him deeper into the young girl's throat. He had heard Mike claim victory, but Davy didn't care. He just wanted to keep his dick in this warm, lovely cavern forever.

It was the first time for Davy, and the feeling that he felt in his cock was indescribable. Davy realized that he had heard Mikey describe it many times, but nothing Mikey had ever said had prepared Davy for this.

"C'mon Davy," prodded Mikey. "You have to shoot!"

Davy didn't want to shoot, but he realized that he must be making a scene in front of the other, more mature and more experienced kids.

Reluctantly, Davy pulled his boner out of Mary Lou's mouth, which made an audible pop as Mary Lou was still sucking him. He glanced at Stacy, who was still naked and kneeling in front of Mikey with white gobs all over her face. That sight, along with the realization that a naked Mary Lou had just sucked him, finally brought Davy over the edge. His cock erupted, hitting Mary Lou in the forehead. His balls were still constricting, however, and a second shot spewed out, hitting a surprised Mary Lou in one of her eyes that had just opened, expecting Davy to be finished.

Davy wasn't finished. Yet another blast came out, hitting Mary Lou's cheek and nose. And then another blast, only going as high as Mary Lou's chin.

"Wow!" Stacy said. "You may have been first, Mikey, but Davy pumped more onto Mary Lou!"

"Yeah, yeah," Mikey said, a bit pissed that Stacy seemed to have something nice to say about Davy's semen. "It was his first time. I can't even remember my first time!"

"Oh, Mikey. You were great, as usual!" Stacy said.

Mikey's expression changed immediately. "Thanks! Now, you girls remember the rules, right?"

Davy was curious. Rules?

"Yes, Mikey," Stacy said with a sparkle in her eyes. "'All good girls swallow!'"

Davy was really confused now. He had thought, from the stories that he had read, that a girl only swallowed when a guy comes into her mouth. The girls didn't expect him to go again, so soon? It would take him another five minutes to get it up!

"Go to it, girls!" Mikey said.

Davy watched, astonished, and Stacy approached Mary Lou, and started to lick the side of Mary Lou's face where his come had spattered her. Mary Lou, in turn, licked a bit on Stacy's face.

The girls looked almost like they were kissing each other. Then Stacy moved up to Mary Lou's forehead, and started cleaning the remains of his first shot, even going so far as licking her hair.

After a couple of minutes, both girls were done.

"That was a great show. Even better than last time," Mike said.

Davy noticed, to his delight, that his erection had returned.

"So, where's the story?" asked Stacy.

Davy moved over to the desk, and lifted up the keyboard. His ZIP disk was underneath it. He inserted it into the drive, and double-clicked on the filename.

"Here it is," Davy said, proudly.

The two naked girls crowded around Davy sitting at the computer. He felt the heat from their breasts pushing into his shoulders. He liked the sensation.

"LET ME EXPLAIN A LITTLE ABOUT MYSELF," Stacy read, slowly. She continued to read aloud until all three sentences were complete.

"Bitchin!" said Mary Lou.

"I love it!" agreed Stacy. "Can you print me out a copy?"

"Me, too!" said Mary Lou.

"You girls think it's good enough for the stories web site?"

"Oh, yeah. Probably the best story I've ever read. I'm getting horny having read it," said Stacy.

Mary Lou nodded in agreement.

"One second," Davy said. He clicked on the Internet Explorer icon and found his bookmark to StoriesOnline. He clicked pass the "I am over eighteen" warning without so much as a pause, and entered his name and password. He selected the "Submissions" link.

"I need a title," Davy said.

"How about TRUE STORY?" Stacy suggested.

"Great! Description?"

"A TRUE STORY ABOUT TRUE LUV."

Davy wrote it.

"'Love' is spelled with an 'O, '" said Mary Lou. "And ends with an 'E.' Not L-U-V."

Davy corrected the description.

"What's it mean, 'preserve formatting?'" Stacy asked.

"I think it's for longer stories."

"Wow! Look at all those categories! What's the difference between 'MF, ' 'mF, ' 'Mf, ' and 'mf?'" Mary Lou asked.

"Probably how loud a girl screams when he sticks it in!" Stacy said. The two girls laughed.

"Beats me," said Davy. "There's s link on the left, but I never really bother with it."

"You need to check 'Consentual' and 'Romantic, '" Stacy suggested.

"'Consentual' is misspelled," pointed out Mary Lou. "There's supposed to be an 'S' instead of a 'T' in it."

"You sure about the spelling? I figured the guy who made this site was older," Davy said.

"I could be wrong," Mary Lou admitted.

"Don't forget 'hetero' and 'oral.' Wow! Look... you think there really are gay stories?" Stacy asked.

"I guess. I never read any of them," Davy said.

"What's 'Cream Pie?'" asked Mary Lou.

"Damned if I know," admitted Davy.

"Are you gonna submit the story?" Stacy asked, wondering if the boy would actually go through with it.

"Watch this!" Davy took his mouse and clicked on the button.

"Oooh! I sucked the cock of a famous writer," cooed Mary Lou.

"My turn!" Stacy said, realizing that Mary Lou now had something over her.

"Hey!" complained Mike. "I helped him with it. Until Mary Lou, he never even saw a naked girl up close!"

"Oh, Mikey," Stacy said, moving toward him. "I know you're more experienced. You were still my first, and that will always be special."

Mikey realized that she was right. "OK. I get Mary Lou this time?"

"Sure," agreed Stacy, walking back to where Davy was still sitting, passing Mary Lou as she made her way to where Mikey was standing.

"Stacy," Davy said. "I have an idea. There's this story that I was reading a few days ago. I was wondering if you wanted to help me act it out."

"What's it called?"

"ANAL CHERRY," Davy said.

"What's 'Anal?' Is it like that drug?" Stacy asked.

"Drug?" Davy asked, confused.

"Anal Nitrate, or something like that. I'm not doing no fuckin' drugs!"

"No. I think 'Anal' means ass fucking. At least, that's what the story is about," Davy explained.

"Well, maybe this once. But if it hurts, you'll have to promise to stop. OK?"

Davy just nodded, trying to find his bookmark to that story. He thought about the story and wondered what K-Y jelly was, and if Smucker's would work instead.



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Chapter 2: The Next Day


"Whatcha doin', Davy?" asked Mikey as he entered Mikey's bedroom.

Davy was sitting at his desk, staring at his computer. "Just readin' some of the stories here."

"Is it that porn story site again?" Mikey asked.

"Yeah," Davy said. "It's free and they don't ask for credit card numbers or adult check numbers."

Mikey shrugged. He knew that Davy and he had about two dozen credit card numbers and twice as many adult check numbers that they had gotten from some "warez" sites.

"What's the big deal? They hated our story!" Mikey said.

"I know. I was readin' some of the other stories... the ones that scored the highest, tryin' to see what they had that our story didn't have."

"Oh? I thought that ours was short and to the point," Mikey said, still a bit miffed at the response the two boys had gotten from their story.

"Yeah. This one's longer. Much longer."

"Oh? How long is it?" Mikey asked.

"It's a half inch longer than yours," Davy said, turning to his friend and laughing.

Mikey had heard that joke many times. "You dork. I was talking about the story!"

"It's over twenty fuckin' chapters. It doesn't even seem to be a fuck story. It's about a comet hitting the earth."

"A comet? No way! On a porn site?"

"Yeah. I've been reading this for about a half hour, and haven't read about a single blow job yet. What's a fuck story without a blow job?" Davy asked.

"Maybe the guy submitted it by mistake. No way a porno story could be twenty chapters. It would take a couple of weeks to read. I'd get sore wankin' all that time!"

Davy nodded. "Yeah. That's what I was thinking. I mean, there's this old guy and a girl and her younger brother. It looked like a bunch of bikers were going to make the girl to go down on them, but the fuckin' old guy shoots the fuckers! Talk about let downs!"

"Did he shoot the bikers, or the boy and girl?" Mikey asked.

"The bikers. Obviously, he has no idea of the concept of porno stories. Probably the writer has never gotten laid in his life."

Mikey shook his head. "He really shoots the guys before the girl drops to her knees?"

"Yeah," Davy said dejectedly.

"And she doesn't go down on the old guy? I mean, that would probably be disgusting, but it would still be a blow job, right?" Mikey asked.

"No. Anyway, despite the fact that I hadn't read about any blow job yet, the story scored over 9.5. I thought it would be good."

"Don't worry," said Mikey. "We knew that the voting there is rigged when our story got a 0.2 rating."

"Yeah. You'd think that we were the only ones to give it a 10," added Davy.

"Mary Lou and Stacy also said they gave it a 10. They must have ignored all of our votes!" Mikey said.

"Shit happens," quoted Davy.

"And did you see some of the emails that came back? Some assholes thought the story was a joke!" Mikey said, getting incensed again.

The two shared an moment of silence for a few seconds that Mikey finally broke by changing the subject.

"So, how was it with Stacy yesterday?" Mikey asked.

Davy started to blush.

"Come on, you asshole. Yesterday, she agreed to let you corn hole her," Mikey said, trying to get the story from his best friend.

"Well... it didn't work out the way I planned. I tried putting on the jelly like the other story said..."

"Where did you get K-Y jelly?" Mikey interrupted.

"I didn't have any. So I figured that Smucker's would work just as good."

Mikey nodded. "OK. So what then?"

Davy took a breath and said, "Well, Stacy said it was too cold when I tried to smear it in her ass. Like... what do you expect when you get something out of the fuckin' fridge, right?"

"Right," Mikey agreed.

"Anyway, she's telling me that there's no fucking way I'm putting that cold stuff in her ass."

"Oh, fuck. That's hard, man!" Mikey said, feeling Davy's anguish.

"So, anyway, she's saying that she's gonna put on her clothes. And I told her that I had an idea for something warmer."

"Oh! There's more to the story?" Mikey asked.

"Yeah," Davy answered. "Anyway, she didn't want me to put the jelly in her ass, so I looked in the cabinets for something else. And there was that Fluff stuff... you know... that white icky stuff?"

Mikey nodded.

"Well," Davy said, "I figured she wouldn't go for that. But I saw the peanut butter."

"Hey! That was a good idea, huh?" asked Mikey.

"You'd think, wouldn't you? Anyway, I came back into the bedroom, and she's still lyin' on the bed with her ass stuck in the air. So I took the butter knife and smeared the peanut butter on her ass."

Mikey tried to picture this and made a face.

Davy noticed Mikey's reaction and nodded. "Uh, huh. The stuff looks just like shit. I didn't want to go anywhere near her lookin' like that."

"So what happened?" Mikey asked.

"Stacy started demanding that I either fuck her in the ass, or clean her up. Now, I remember seeing my mother changing Della's diapers back when she was a baby. And this stuff looked even worse. No way would I touch her back there."

Mikey nodded, his nose still crinkled.

"Anyway, Stacy's makin' a big fuckin' fuss over it. Like, the bitch can't go into the bathroom and wipe herself. 'I don't want to walk through your mother's house lookin' like this!' she says."

"So what did you do?" Mikey asked.

"Well, I figured that I'd go to the bathroom, and get her some toilet paper. Let her wipe herself and then flush it when she gets into the bathroom," Davy said.

Mikey nodded again.

"So I give her the paper, and then go into Mom and Dad's room to get the digital camera. And just as she's comin' out my room with this dirty toilet paper in her hand, naked as the day she was born, and I took about three pictures."

"You didn't!" Mikey laughed.

"Yeah!" Davy grinned.

"Wow! Are the pictures on this system?" Mikey asked.

Davy looked around, making sure they were alone. "Well," he answered, "Stacy went ballistic at this point. She started shouting, and I'm telling her to shut up because my parents were downstairs. So she lowers her voice, but you could tell she's like totally pissed off."

"So where are the pictures?" Mikey asked.

"She went into the bathroom and threw away the toilet paper with the peanut butter on it..."

"Man, that was classic!" Mikey interrupted.

"Yeah. Anyway, she comes out and insists that I delete the pictures."

"Shit, man. Don't tell me you erased them!"

"Wait. Listen," Davy said. "Anyway, I show her the pictures, and she watches me hit the delete button."

"FUCK!" cried Mikey.

"Let me finish. Anyway, she's like totally pissed at this point, and gets dressed and like leaves."

"FUCK! You didn't get to corn hole her. And you didn't get pictures. How lame!" Mikey said.

"Let me finish! Anyway, I figured, like, the memory card in the camera is, like, a disk drive. I have this reader for it on this PC. See?" Davy pointed to a tiny plastic device next to his monitor.

"What's the fuckin' use? You DELETED the pictures!" Mikey cried.

"You moron!" Davy said, exasperated. "Haven't you heard of UNDELETE? Yeah, I deleted the pictures, but the files were easily recovered. Took about five seconds."

"You mean, Stacy thinks you deleted them..."

"Yup. She watched me do it. But the pictures are right here," Davy said, gesturing at his PC.

"Like, totally awesome. Let me see them!"

Davy snickered and turned his attention to his monitor. He clicked a few times with his mouse, until he found a file called BUDGET.ZIP. He double-clicked the file, entered his name as the password, and three JPEG files were revealed.

"This them?" Mikey asked, looking over his friend's shoulder.

"JPEG copies. I still have the TIFF files on a couple of ZIP disks."

Mikey nodded.

Davy clicked on one of the image files, and a full screen image of Stacy came up. She was naked, and walking out a door with a dirty wad of toilet paper in her hand.

"Eeeew, gross!" Mikey said. "This is great! Email me a copy!"

"Wait. The second one is the best," Davy said. He clicked, and Stacy's eyes appeared wide in a full frontal shot, knowing that she had been caught on camera.

"Wow," cooed Mikey. "You're right. That one's even better! Where's the third?"

Davy clicked on the third file. Stacy was closer this time, and her pussy was no longer visible. She looked as if she was getting ready to punch the person taking the picture.

"Hmmm," Mikey said. "Good action shot. Did she actually hit you?"

Davy blushed a bit. "She... um... she pretended to try to hit me, and then kicked me in the balls!"

"Oooh," Mikey winced, feeling sympathy pains.

The two boys looked at the three pictures as they flashed on the screen in "slide show" mode.

"So... whatcha gonna do with the pictures?" Mikey asked.

"Well, Stacy still ain't talkin' to me," Davy said. "I figured I'd try to let her calm down. Maybe next weekend..."

"Next weekend, like hell!" Mikey shouted. "She kicked us... I mean, she kicked you! In the nuts! She must pay!"

"Mikey..." warned Davy. "She's already pissed, and she thinks the pictures are gone. She'll really get pissed if she finds out that not only are the pictures still around, but that you have seen them!"

"Fuck, Davy. You know nothin' about girls. If she finds out you still have these pictures, she'll be your slave for life!"

"Huh?" Davy asked, confused.

"Even better. OUR slave for life!" Mikey said, a wicked gleam sparkling in his eye.

"What are you talking about?" asked Davy. "I told you, she's pissed. She already kicked me in the nuts when I took them. She'll do even worse if she finds out that I lied to her!"

"Davy... think!" Mikey said. "Just think... what WOULDN'T Stacy do if she found out that we have these pictures?"

Davy noticed the "we" and realized that Mikey must have a good idea if he was going to involve himself in some scheme.

"I don't know. Break our legs?" Davy answered.

"You homo! She'll do fuckin' ANYTHING to prevent us from showing these pictures to anybody else. She looks like a total slut in that second picture." Mikey started laughing and raised his voice in an imitation of Stacy. "'Oooh, look. I have poo-poo toilet paper in my hands. And I'm naked!'"

Suddenly, it became clear to Davy. "Oh! Yeah. That might work!"

"We should do it to Mary Lou, as well!" Mikey said.

"Huh?" Davy asked. "Mary Lou won't let me smear her with peanut butter. She's probably already got the story from Stacy. And she said yesterday that the idea of ass fucking didn't appeal to her!"

"Wrong, penis breath! First, Stacy probably hasn't told anybody anything about the peanut butter. I haven't heard about it until you just told me. She's probably too embarrassed to tell anybody about it."

"I dunno," Davy said. "Mary Lou is her best friend..."

"And second," Mikey continued, unperturbed. "We can get Stacy to tell Mary Lou that ass fucking is great! As I said, she'll do anything to keep the pictures from going public."

"I still don't know..." Davy said, unsure.

"Let me handle it. Can you email me these JPEGs?" Mikey said.

"Um... sure!" Davy said. In a few minutes, all three images were heading through the wires on their way to Mikey's house.

"Good. Give me the TIFFS on one of the ZIP disks as a backup. Then we'll have copies at my house AND your house."

"Good idea," agreed Davy.

Mikey grinned wickedly. It was time to put his plan into action.

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"Hello?" inquired Stacy, answering the phone in her room.

"Hi, Stace. It's Mike."

"Oh," Stacy said, wondering if she should be mad at him over what that asshole Davy had done to her yesterday.

Mike heard the uncertainty in Stacy's voice.

"I was talking to Davy earlier today. He's a bit upset that you're mad at him."

"What did that asshole tell you happened?" Stacy said, upset that Mikey might find out the trick that Davy had pulled on her.

"Nothing, nothing!" Mikey said quickly. "He wouldn't talk about it. He just kept saying that you're pissed at him..."

"You're damned right, I'm pissed," Stacy spat. "And you can tell him if I see that conniving bastard..."

"Please, Stacy. Davy's not here. I just wanted to know if you were still angry. As I said, he's pretty upset about the whole thing..."

"He damned well should be!" Stacy yelled.

"What, exactly, did he do?" Mikey asked, innocently.

Stacy held the phone away from her and stared at it. She hadn't told anybody... not even Mary Lou. She'd never tell that blabbermouth Mikey. Who did he think he was?

Stacy pulled the phone back to her face and said, softer, "I... I just don't want to talk about it."

"OK," Mikey said, a touch of regret in his voice. "Maybe Mary Lou will tell me..."

"I haven't told anybody," Stacy said. "Not even her. Except that the anal thing sort of hurt. You know?"

Yeah, right, thought Mikey. According to Davy, she hadn't even let him get his cock near her asshole. "Oh. Is that the problem? You didn't like anal?"

"Um... yeah... I guess..." Stacy said, unsure really, but thankful that Mikey had given her a convenient way out of telling him what had really happened.

"OK. I guess I'll let it go at that," Mikey said.

"All right. Is that all you wanted to say... Davy is upset?" Stacy asked.

"He said he's sorry, Stace," Mikey assured her.

Stacy felt some of the anger leaving her. She couldn't believe that Davy hadn't blabbed to Mikey. But she had gone the entire day, and hadn't heard a peep of any rumor about what he had done in all that time. And if Mikey knew, he would have blabbed about it already.

"I'm still mad at him. Tell him that," Stacy said.

"OK. I have an email for you. Are you on line right now?" Mikey asked.

"No, you dork. I'm using the phone. D'OH!"

Oh yeah, Mikey thought. She doesn't have cable Internet.

"OK. Check your email when I hang up."

"All right," Stacy said.

"See you around," Mikey said, hanging up.

Stacy looked at the phone once again. She wondered why she liked sucking Mikey's cock. He just seemed so... cool.

She put the receiver down and looked at her computer. Sighing, she got up from her bed and sat down at her desk. She clicked an icon, and she could hear her computer dialing.

Stacy liked Mikey. He was a silly blabbermouth, but he seemed pretty sure of himself... a man of the world. Of course Mary Lou and she would find themselves drawn to him.

And, Stacy thought, he shoots off fast. A blow job with Mikey only lasted about ten seconds or so.

What did she see in Davy, anyway? Just the other day, she had been impressed... Davy actually submitted a porn story on the Internet.

But then, that incident with the fuckin' peanut butter. She was lucky that she had gotten Davy to delete those pictures. She had made damn sure that he deleted them, too. Who knows what people would think if they ever saw those pictures?

Stacy launched her email application, and found a message from Mikey waiting for her. It was a large message... a couple of megabytes, and it took a minute or so to download.

Stacy wondered if Mikey was going to ask her to go out again. She liked the fact that Mikey would buy her a value meal at McDonald's if she sucked him afterwards.

Finally, the message downloaded, and the message appeared on her screen.

"What the fuck?" Stacy thought to herself. It looked like a porn image that Mikey downloaded from one of the sites that he and Davy liked to visit.

Then realization dawned on Stacy. That was one of the pictures that Davy had taken of her with the peanut butter on the toilet paper!

"How the fuck did Mikey get this picture?" Stacy thought. She couldn't believe that Mikey had not only seen the picture, but fucking emailed it to her!

Stacy was confused. She had seen Davy delete the picture herself. She knew how his camera worked... the pictures HAD been deleted.

But she was looking at one of them just the same!

Stacy clicked off the Internet and grabbed the phone.

Mikey heard the phone ring and smiled. "Hello," he said, answering it.

"Mikey, you fuck! Where did you get that picture?" Stacy's voice yelled at him.

"What picture?" Mikey asked, innocently.

"The one you just sent me, you bastard!" she spat back.

"Oh... that picture!" Mikey said, smiling at the phone.

"Mikey, if you know what's good for you, you'll delete that picture RIGHT NOW or..." Stacy paused, trying to think of a torture worthy of Mikey.

"Or I'll send a copy to everybody at school that has AOL. Maybe I'll build a web site... www.stacy-poopy.com. How does that sound?" Mikey asked.

"You wouldn't..."

"That sounds like a dare. OK, Stacy. You convinced me."

He disconnected the phone.

Stacy looked at the phone in her hands, dumbfounded. A fuckin' web site? He wouldn't... 

"Hey... this is Mikey we're talking about. He would!" Stacy thought. "Oh, fuck. How would she live this down?"

She dialed Mikey's number again. He picked it up on the third ring.

"Stacy-Poopy.com. We're taking orders twenty four hours a day," Mikey answered.

"Mikey, you fuck. You can't..."

"I will, unless you pay me a visit right now. Stacy Poopy."

"Don't call me that," Stacy warned.

"Davy will be here, too. So, I'd like you to undress to please. He's not happy that you kicked him yesterday. We want revenge!"

"No fuckin' way!"

"Fine. I'm starting up FrontPage right now. Your pictures will be on millions of screens any minute..."

"Wait! Stop! I'm sorry," Stacy said, knowing that Mikey could easily do what he threatened.

"Too late for sorry. That web site goes up if you're not here in five minutes. And you better be thinkin' how much those pictures are worth to ya!"

"Huh?" thought Stacy when she heard that. Mikey wants money?

Mikey waited for a response from Stacy, but she was silent on her end. "Four minutes, forty five seconds to go," he taunted.

"Shit!" Stacy said aloud on the phone. She hung up.

Mikey heard the click on the other end, and then pressed his speed-dial button to get to Davy. "The bitch is ours," Mikey said. "Bring your camera and get your ass over here!"

Davy, who lived just a few houses down from Mikey, was over Mikey's house in less than a minute.

Meanwhile, Stacy, who lived a bit further, was running towards Mikey's house. She didn't think that he'd actually put up a porno site with her as the star attraction, but she really didn't want to get the boy pissed.

As Stacy got to Mikey's house, she noticed that his parents' car wasn't in the driveway. "Uh, oh," thought Stacy. "This isn't a good thing."

Stacy, knowing she had a five minute time limit, pressed the doorbell uncertainly. She was surprised when she saw that it was answered by Davy. Stacy felt a bit better, feeling confident that she could easily handle Davy.

To put him off-guard, Stacy took the offense. "Oh, it's you, you little perv! Where's Mikey?"

Davy opened the door to reveal that Mikey was right behind him.

Mike grinned at Stacy. "Cool. We'll call that five demerits more."

Davy looked back at Mikey, a big smile on his lips.

Stacy was unsure what had just happened, but a feeling at the pit of her stomach told her that it couldn't be good. Stacy was correct.

"Stacy," Mikey said, turning to the girl at the door. "We haven't finished adding up all your demerits, but you have over a hundred. Now, get in here, and we'll let you start workin' them off."

"Workin' them off?" Stacy repeated to herself. No, this didn't sound good at all. She hesitatingly took a step into the door, but was blocked by Davy.

"Um... nope. No can do," Davy said.

"C'mon, Davy. Mikey asked me in," Stacy said, confused.

"He asked YOU in," Davy teased.

Stacy was still confused.

Mikey offered an explanation. "What Davy here means is," he said, pausing for effect, "was that I invited YOU into the house. Not your clothes!"

"My... clothes?" Stacy repeated.

"Yeah. Strip 'em off, and then you can come in," Mikey explained.

"So, that's what they want," Stacy said, actually partially relieved. She had been naked around the two boys before, and wasn't about to let the boys intimidate her. She'd get naked, and they'd give her the pictures back. Sounded like a fair deal.

Actually, Stacy had a bit of a crush on Mikey. She'd give him a blow job any time he'd ask. She even went down on Davy the other day at Mikey's behest.

"OK," Stacy said, starting to pull down her shorts.

Mikey held out an empty plastic grocery bag from the local store. "Put them in here," he instructed.

Stacy started to get excited as she watched the two boys watch her undress. She knew that as the female, she now had control of the situation. Give Davy a blow job and he'll do just about anything... 

"So, where are your folks?" Stacy asked Mikey, as she pulled her bra off, revealing two largish white tits--Stacy's biggest asset, so to speak--underneath.

"Grammy wasn't feeling too good yesterday," Mikey explained. "Mom and Dad are staying over until Sunday night." Mikey was grinning from ear to ear as he openly ogled Stacy's now-nude form.

"See, Davy. I told you she'd do it," Mikey said to Davy, who just nodded back, unable to unglue his eyes from the sight of the naked Stacy.

"Can I come inside?" asked Stacy, starting to get a bit nervous over being naked on the front steps of the boy's house.

"Interesting way to put it," Mikey said. "Sure, come on in, Stacy Poopy!"

"Don't call me that," Stacy warned.

"Or else what?" Mikey countered after Davy shut the door behind her. "Are you threatening me?"

"N... no... I'm not threatening you..." Stacy said, suddenly afraid of Mikey's tone.

"Good. Then tell us your name."

"Stacy Gibbons," she answered.

"Davy, make that five more demerits for Stacy Poopy here."

Davy nodded.

"Now, once again," Mikey said. "What is your full name?"

"Stacy..." Stacy tried to bring herself to add the rest, and finally said, very faintly, in a whisper, "Poopy."

"I can't hear you!" chided Mike.

"Stacy Poopy!" Stacy yelled back at him, furious.

"Cool!" said Mikey. He turned away from the girl, and went to a small black box that was sitting on a table. He pressed a few buttons, and it started to play:

"... hear you!" came Mikey's voice from the box.

"STACY POOPY!" came Stacy's voice.

"That will make a great audio file for the web site, huh, Davy?"

Davy was laughing and nodded his head.

"You told me that you wouldn't put up that web site if I came over!" Stacy said, upset that she had been tricked once again.

"Well, you need to work off your demerits, and then you get every copy of those pictures."

"Work off... how?" Stacy asked, knowing that Mikey's mind was perpetually in the gutter.

"Well, first," Mikey explained. "If you help us get the same kind of pictures of Mary Lou, we'll cut your demerits in half."

"She'll kill us!" Stacy said.

"I'm willing to take that chance," Mikey said.

"OK. I'll do it, but I'll need help," Stacy said, figuring that her life just became easier. If Mary Lou was Mikey's ultimate target, he'll go easier on Stacy.

"Next, we'll let you work off a demerit for every blow job you give us," Mikey said.

Stacy thought. She knew that she shouldn't let Mikey get off making the rules, or she was bound to lose. She knew that she had to bargain here, but she wasn't even quite sure how many "demerits" she had, or even what a fuckin' demerit was in the first place. "How about ten demerits?" Stacy countered.

"We'll argue the price later," Mikey said dismissively, not rising to Stacy's challenge. "But I've been gettin' 'em for free--or the prices of a Big Mac. Why should I pay for 'em now?"

"Mikey has a point," Stacy thought to herself.

"So, Davy, how many demerits does she have?" Mikey asked.

"One hundred fifteen, plus five because she called me a perv," Davy answered.

"Plus five for not knowing her full name," Mikey reminded.

"One twenty five," Dave agreed.

"You said you'd cut off half of them if I helped you trick Mary Lou," Stacy said.

"Yeah, but you haven't done that yet. So, you're working on one twenty five still."

"That's twelve and a half blow jobs!" Stacy said.

"Wrong. A hundred twenty five. I didn't agree to ten demerits per blow," Mikey said.

"Well, one per blow is definitely not worth it," Stacy said.

"Fuck," Mikey said. "You give them away for free. I'm just payin' the market rate."

"How about five?" Stacy offered.

"Good," Mikey thought to himself, "she's already lowered her price!"

Davy gave a conspiratorial look at Mikey. This was going exactly as Mikey had told him. Even to the effect of her making offers!

Stacy saw Davy's look at Mikey and shivered.

"Now, Stacy, I want you to apologize for kickin' Davy's nuts," Mikey said.

"I'm sorry, Davy..." Stacy said.

"No. You apologize to his nuts," Mikey ordered.

Stacy was confused, and looked questioningly to Mikey.

"Take his pants off, and tell his nuts PERSONALLY that you are sorry. Show them how sorry you are."

"You want me to blow him?" Stacy asked, finally figuring out Mikey's intentions.

"Yeah, but do it pretty. Like on the videos," Mikey said.

"I've never seen a video, Mikey. You know that," Stacy said.

"Oh yeah? What about Laura Stevens' slumber party?" Mikey asked.

Stacy looked at Mikey in shock. How did he know about that? Stacy had initially been grossed out by the video during the party, but it had awakened a deep desire to perform oral sex. Mikey and Davy, so far, had been her only partners.

"I want you to do it like on the video. Lick him, jack him, suck him. Make him last a whole minute. That's how you say 'sorry' to his dick," Mikey explained.

Stacy sighed. At least she was doing something that she liked. She had always wondered why Mikey never liked the preliminaries that she had seen on the video before. Usually, she would stick his prick into his mouth, and within seconds, he'd shoot off into her, or more often, onto her. Stacy had figured that the actors on the video had used tricks to make the stories go longer than what she had experienced in real life.

"Davy, may I say sorry to your pecker?" Stacy asked Davy, quietly.

As an answer, Davy pulled his zipper down, and pushed his pants down below his knees. His dick was already hard.

Remembering Mikey's instructions, Stacy reached out with her tongue, and touched the bottom of Davy's ball sac. She could feel his mostly invisible hairs on her tongue, which intrigued her, and sort of grossed her out at the same time.

Stacy quickly had Davy's balls gleaming with her saliva. She could feel Davy moaning softly under her ministrations. Suddenly, she felt Davy's balls contract, and something warm landed on her hair. At that moment, Stacy saw a flash.

Stacy pulled away from Davy, and saw Mikey with a camera in his hand. "A Kodak moment, huh?" Mikey teased.

"Mikey... I didn't agree to pictures..." Stacy said.

"Shut up, Stacy. These are just for us. Not the Stacy Poopy web site. Not unless you piss me off," Mikey warned.

"Fuck!" Stacy said, accompanying her outburst with a sob.

Davy was still in dreamland. This was one of the first times that he had come without a hand or lips on the shaft of his cock, except for the occasional nocturnal emission. He was basking in the afterglow of orgasm, and wasn't paying attention to Stacy's sobs.

"Now finish the job, Stacy," Mikey ordered.

"Huh?" Stacy asked. "I just got him off!"

"Yeah, but you didn't jack him. And you didn't suck him. So, do it again, and do it right this time. I'll be here to collect the money shot for posterity."

"Money shot?" Stacy asked, unfamiliar with that term.

"That's what they call a cum shot in the movies," Mikey said. "When he shoots all over your face."

"Oh," Stacy said. She knelt down to take Davy once more.

Stacy took Davy's shaft in her hand, which was still semi-erect, despite the fact that he had just shot off into her hair a minute ago. She felt him harden up almost immediately as she gave him a hand job, using the techniques that she knew that Mikey liked so much.

Stacy was just opening her mouth to take him inside when his dick erupted again, sending an even bigger load than before on her face. Again, Mikey caught the moment on film, twice this time.

Stacy's face was plastered. His first shot hit her on her forehead, a bit over her left eye. A second, bigger shot, hit her left cheek. She could feel the cum start to drip down over her face. As Stacy had turned her left side away, a third blast made it to her right eye, plastering it shut. A few more dribbles came out before Davy's cock stopped twitching.

Stacy immediately realized that this was a much larger deposit than Mikey had ever managed.

With her right eye still plastered shut, she asked Mikey, "Satisfied?"

Davy, thinking the question was directed at him, simply nodded yes.

Mikey, however, wasn't having any of that. "Still no suck, Stacy Poopy?"

"Stop calling me that," Stacy said, although there was no trace of warning in her voice.

"Give him a good suck, and make his next blast as big as that last one, and maybe we'll call you Stacy the Sucker!"

Stacy turned her good eye, which was slowly started to collect some of the semen that had hit her in the forehead, and saw that Davy was once again semi-erect. Instinctively, she rubbed the bit of semen out of her left eye. She knew better than to take away any of the other gobs on her face: Mikey seemed to love seeing girls with gobs of spunk on their faces and bodies.

Stacy opened her mouth once again, and this time took Davy's warm member inside. Almost immediately, the adolescent's member started to grow yet again. Stacy could taste the jism from Davy's first two orgasms, a taste that she had learned to put up with from her experiences with Mikey.

Also using the technique that worked so well with Mikey, Stacy started to suck as she ran her tongue from the base of Davy's shaft up to the thick, purplish head. She pulled her face away, awaiting Davy's next explosion.

Which didn't come.

Stacy looked up in surprise. Davy was still perfectly erect, but didn't seem in danger of shooting. This was a first for Stacy.

Shrugging, Stacy once again took Davy into her mouth. She licked and sucked, and moved her lips up and down the shaft.

Finally, Stacy felt the familiar tightening that signaled Davy's impending release.

She pulled her mouth off, and waited for Davy's eruption.

It came, but not as strongly as the last time. In fact, the first jet almost missed Stacy's face completely, a bit hitting the bottom of her chin. She could feel that glob hanging down. Mikey timed his flash as this hit her.

Davy's second spurt was also not as strong. Stacy instinctively moved herself closer, but was only able to catch Davy's spunk on her left breast.

Stacy watched Davy's cock spasm a few more times, but it remained at the end of his dick. Stacy moved upward and licked the remnants off.

"That was terrible, Stacy," Mikey complained. "It took way too long, and you didn't get him to shoot very much. I think you get another ten demerits!"

"No! I'm working them off, Mikey! You can't add more!"

"That wasn't working them off. That was saying, 'I'm Sorry' to Davy's dick. Remember?"

Davy listened to the conversation, ignoring it. He had just had three mind-blowing orgasms in the space of five minutes. He hadn't experienced anything like that in his life, even with his own hand.

"Remember, Stacy... all good girls swallow!" Mikey reminded Stacy.

Stacy was confused. Mikey usually only said that when she sucked him when Mary Lou was around. "What do you mean?" Stacy asked.

"Call Mary Lou, and get her ass over here pronto!" ordered Mikey, handing her the cordless phone.

Stacy looked at the phone, and then sighed. She dialed Mary Lou.

It took Mary Lou about five minutes to make it to Mikey's house. When she got there, Stacy answered the door, totally nude, with fresh cum on her face. "What the fuck?" asked Mary Lou.

"This is a no-clothes party, Mary Lou, so you need to strip out here before they'll let you in."

"What kind of party?" asked Mary Lou.

"Mikey's folks are at his grandma's for the weekend. Mikey got Bubba to purchase a case of beer for him. So, it's like an older kids party. Only, we're fourteen!"

"Bubba... you mean, that homeless guy that begs in the middle of the town?" Mary asked.

Stacy simply nodded while she watched her best friend undress on Mikey's front doorstep.

"Looks like you have a load on your face, Stace," Mary Lou said.

"Yeah. Mikey has already said, 'good girls swallow, ' and you know what that means..."

"Where are the guys?" Mary Lou asked, whispering.

"In the kitchen, opening up the case. Why?"

"I'm starting to get cold out here. Can I come in?"

Stacy saw that her friend was nude. She took her clothes and put them in the grocery bag as per Mikey's instructions. "Sure," she answered, allowing her friend inside.

The two girls came in just as Davy and Mikey entered with four cans of beer. "Nice to see you, Mary Lou. ALL of you," he snickered.

Mary Lou turned beet red, but saw that Mikey and Davy were completely nude as well.

Mikey walked toward Stacy, and told her to wash her face, and then come back out. Mary Lou heard this and felt a bit relieved. The idea of licking off dried cum on Stacy didn't appeal to her.

Stacy returned soon afterwards, and everybody had a large pull of their beer, the girls watching the boys to know how much to drink.

"OK, Stace. You sucked Davy off. Now it's my turn," said Mikey.

"And what do I do?" Mary Lou asked, wondering if she'd get to blow Davy again.

"You two can watch. Davy will take pictures," Mikey said.

"Pictures?" Mary Lou asked, suddenly afraid.

"It's just for us, Mary Lou. I'll let you see the ones I took of him and Stacy afterwards."

"I still don't know about this..." Mary Lou said.

"Look, you don't hear Stacy complaining, and it's her that I'm taking the pictures of. OK?"

Mary Lou couldn't believe that Stacy would agree to pictures, but her friend didn't say anything to indicate otherwise.

"Come here, Stace. On your mark... get set... GO!"

Stacy moved like a shot between Mikey's legs. Sucking and moving her tongue like she did many times before. She felt Mikey's shaft tightened, and pulled her mouth off, waiting for Mikey's load.

As Stacy's eyes were closed, Mikey took his shaft into his hands and lowered its aim. His first blast hit Stacy squarely on her right tit. Mikey repositioned his next burst to hit her other tit. Davy caught both shots on the digital camera.

Stacy opened her eyes, surprised where he had blasted on her. Davy took another shot at Stacy's cream-covered tits.

"OK, Mary Lou. Good girls swallow!" Mikey said.

"Hey! That's not fair!" Mary Lou said. "I'm not licking her breasts!"

"Do it, or go home," Mikey said, a stern look in his eyes.

"Fine. I'm no lezzy dyke," Mary Lou said.

"Good. I'll call your parents and have them know you're coming home."

Mary Lou looked at Mikey. Why would he call her parents? They didn't even like Mikey.

"Oh... and you'll have to forfeit these," Mikey said, holding the grocery bag with Mary's clothes in them. "I'll bring them to your house personally. Your dad will probably appreciate it, huh?"

"My dad'll kill you!" Mary Lou said, feeling fear.

"And what will he do to you?" Mikey asked.

Mary Lou shuddered.

"Now, stop your yammering, and clean Stacy off before it dries too much."

Mary Lou knew that she was caught. Well, it wasn't as if she and Stacy hadn't touched each other before. But it was always in private. Now, she was being asked to do it in front of two horny boys.

"OK. No camera, though."

"We'll use the camera whenever the fuck we feel like it," Mikey spat. "If you didn't want to party with us, you could have always said no. But if it will make you feel any better, I promise that these pictures will only be seen by the four of us. OK?"

"I guess," Mary Lou said. She couldn't for the life of her figure out why Stacy wasn't objecting to any of this.

The reason for Stacy's passiveness was a promise by Mikey to half Stacy's demerits for helping to entrap Mary Lou. In addition, Stacy found herself getting excited over the prospect of having her titties sucked by Mary Lou. They had done such things a few times a year or two ago when they were experimenting with each other's bodies. Stacy remembered those sessions with fondness. And, of course, there was those "Stacy Poopy" photographs that Mikey and Davy had... 

Mary Lou admitted defeat to herself, and moved closer to Stacy. She started to lower her head toward Stacy's breasts, when Mikey said, "Start with a sexy kiss, you two."

Knowing that Mikey was somehow in full control of the situation, Mary Lou adjusted her aim, and the two girls' lips met for a kiss.



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Chapter 3: An End In Sight...


Mary Lou and Stacy were both blushing furiously as they approached each other, fully aware that they were being watched avidly by two boys.

Two NUDE boys, actually. But that wasn't too surprising, since the girls were nude as well.

Both girls' heads tilted automatically to the right as they approached each other, and their eyes shut automatically as their lips met, each girl coincidentally fantasizing that the person that they were kissing was a member of the opposite sex.

Davy watched in stunned silence as the two teenage girls kissed each other.

Mikey, being more vigilant, made sure to capture the moment with Davy's parents' digital camera. In the well-lit hallway where the girls were kissing, the flash didn't even go off. Mikey realized this, and the fact that the camera was pretty silent to take the opportunity to snap a few more, even getting a close up of the two girls' breasts touching.

Mikey soon got bored watching the two girls kiss, and finally said, "OK, enough of that, you two. Now it's time to swallow!"

The two girls broke off the kiss, each giggling nervously at the other as their eyes opened up again. They noticed that their breasts were touching and quickly pulled away from each other.

Since only Stacy had semen on her body, Mary Lou realized that it was time for her to clean up her best friend. Again, the thought of licking Stacy's breasts in front of the boys made her incredibly embarrassed, but Mary Lou knew that Mikey would indeed carry out his threat to show Mary Lou's parents that she had undressed in front of the boy.

Once again, Mary Lou wondered why Stacy was putting up with Mikey's orders. She had seen Stacy with the grocery bag with her own clothes in it, so whatever Mikey had over Stacy wasn't about telling her parents about her sexual activities.

Looking at her best friend's breasts, Mary Lou realized that Mikey's semen on them was once again starting to dry. Mary Lou knew from experience how difficult it was to remove dried semen with a washcloth, let alone removing it with her tongue, so she reached out her tongue and moved it underneath Stacy's left nipple.

Stacy moaned involuntarily when Mary Lou's tongue touched her, and her body shivered slightly as well. This, of course, embarrassed both the girls, but Mary Lou continued, moving her tongue over the partially dried semen on her best friend's breasts.

Mikey focused the camera and went for a close-up of Mary Lou's face and Stacy's breast. Since Mary Lou's head caused a shadow on Stacy's body, the camera's flash went off.

Mary Lou pulled away from Stacy in shock.

"Mikey! No way am I letting you photograph this!" Mary Lou yelled. "Right, Stacy?" She looked at her friend for assistance.

"Oh, come on, Mary Lou," Stacy replied. "He promised that only the four of us will see them. I'm curious what it looks like, actually."

Mary Lou looked at Stacy as if she had two heads. "He promised? He also threatened to give my clothes to my fuckin' parents! I don't trust him!"

"C'mon, Mary Lou," said Davy. "It's my camera. I promise the pictures won't go anywhere."

Mary Lou's tone softened when she heard Davy. "You promise?" she asked, hopefully.

"Yup," answered Davy.

"OK. But take the camera from Mikey. I don't trust him... especially since Stacy caught him stealing panties in the girls' locker room."

"Oh, fuck," said an exasperated Mikey. "Here, Davy. You take the camera, then."

Mary Lou watched Mikey give the camera to Davy. Feeling better, she looked a bit ill at ease when she turned to Stacy, remembering that she was to lick Stacy's breasts.

"Come on, Mary Lou," Stacy said, softly.

Mary Lou once again approached Stacy, her tongue once again touching her friend's breast. The semen had dried a bit more, making it difficult to lick completely off Stacy. Mary Lou continued to lick, eliciting a few soft moans from Stacy in the progress.

Mikey signaled Davy, and Davy took a few snapshots of the girls, the flash only going off once. Stacy looked daggers at Davy, but Mary Lou either didn't seem to notice the flash or didn't care much any more.

Mary Lou was expending a lot of effort in cleaning Stacy's breast with her tongue. It took a lot of saliva and licking to properly dissolve the dried semen on her breasts. As she managed to finish up the bottom of Stacy's breast, she moved more and more upward, her tongue finally brushing against Stacy's nipple.

"Oooh," sighed Stacy, enjoying the feeling of Mary Lou's tongue on her sensitive nubbin.

Mary Lou reddened once again at Stacy's reaction, but continued to lick.

As Davy took pictures, he saw an indicator in the viewfinder that showed that he was nearly out of memory for pictures. Davy pulled out the memory card, and found another one, with even more capacity than the first, in the camera case. He switched the memory card and continued to snap pictures.

Mary Lou had switched to Stacy's right breast by this time.

Stacy found that Mary Lou's tongue on her right nipple caused her to giggle quietly. Stacy also realized that she was getting wet underneath; she was sure that Mary Lou, from her position, could probably smell her arousal.

Mary Lou, for her own part, was starting to get aroused. She was no longer embarrassed by the sounds that Stacy was making, and intentionally let her tongue play over Stacy's sensitive nipple more than she really needed to, even to the point of pursing her lips around the nipple and lightly sucking.

After a couple of minutes, Mary Lou knew that her task was done. She pulled away from Stacy, and found that Stacy was flushed in the face and on her rib cage above her breasts.

The two girls looked at each other, uncomfortable with what they had just done.

Mikey once again put himself in charge of the situation.

"So, that's a proper titty suck, huh, Mary Lou?" Mikey asked.

Mary Lou blushed a bit, and said, "I don't know. Probably." She wrung her hands together in a nervous twitch.

"What say you give it a try with Stacy, Davy," Mikey said, hoping to get his little party going.

Davy was a bit nervous, knowing that Mikey had blasted Stacy's tits before with his load. He wondered how good a job Mary Lou actually did. The thought of Davy eating Mikey's cum sort of grossed him out.

"Wait!" cried Mary Lou.

All three teenagers turned to Mary Lou.

"Could Davy try it with me, instead?" she asked.

Mary Lou had always had a bit of a crush on Davy, and she had been a little miffed that Stacy had gone off with Davy the previous day to experiment with anal sex. She wanted Davy's interest to be with her.

Davy looked at Mikey and shook his head eagerly, glad to be able to avoid Stacy's possibly "dirty" breasts.

Mikey just shrugged, and saw that Davy seemed excited about the idea. "Fine with me," Mikey said.

Davy put down his camera and approached Mary Lou, who smiled at him. He started going for Mary Lou's breasts when his head was met by Mary Lou's hands, pulling him upward.

Davy followed Mary Lou's lead and soon the pair were entwined in a kiss.

This was Davy's first bona-fide kiss with a girl. He awkwardly opened his lips and stuck he tongue into her mouth, knowing that "sophisticated" guys always Frenched when they kissed.

Mary Lou was a bit surprised by Davy's abrupt approach, and slowly let her tongue play with Davy's.

Davy soon got the hang of what he was supposed to do, and the two started properly exploring each other's tongues.

Mikey, of course, wasn't too thrilled with watching Davy and Mary Lou kiss. He needed more action. He grunted to Stacy, who was watching Davy and Stacy in rapt attention.

Stacy turned to Mikey to see what he wanted. Mikey just pointed down to his pecker in a movement that Stacy had long learned meant he wanted to be sucked again.

Stacy obediently approached Mikey.

"Again?" Stacy asked in a whisper to Mikey.

"Would you prefer to fuck?" asked Mikey.

That question was enough of a clue for Stacy. Without any further word or hesitation, she dropped to her knees and took Mikey into her mouth. She continued watching Davy and Mary Lou make out.

Mary Lou was now taking Davy's hands and guided them to her breasts.

Stacy thought back to the sensations that she felt when Mary Lou was licking her breasts, and was surprised when Mikey quickly erupted into her mouth. Stacy stopped sucking, but kept Mikey's member in her mouth, never taking her eyes off the other pair.

Mikey looked down at Stacy in fascination. The girl didn't even seem to notice that he blasted into her mouth! She seemed totally preoccupied at watching Davy and Mary Lou.

Mikey looked at the other two.

Davy was now caressing Mary Lou's breasts using soft circular motions, partially aided by Mary Lou's hands which were guiding him. The two were still playing tongue tag in each other's mouths.

After a minute of fondling, Mary Lou figured that Davy had gotten the technique and the tempo correct to her liking. She moved one of her hands down, and grabbed Davy's penis.

Mary Lou had only jacked off one other boy in her life, and that was her cousin Paul, who was about three years older than she was. Paul had tried to get Mary Lou to take him into her mouth, but at twelve years of age, Mary Lou thought the idea to be gross. So, instead, he taught Mary Lou the proper way of administering a hand job.

Mary Lou used her techniques to gently grasp Davy's penis, and softly and slowly started to jack him.

Almost immediately, Davy's teenage body started to tense up, ready to shoot yet another load. Mary Lou, having been well instructed on how to draw out an orgasm to Paul's thankful appreciation, slowed down and started to tease Davy's ball sac.

"A fuckin' hand job," Mikey thought to himself. "And not a good one. He hasn't even shot off, yet." Mikey was of the idea that the purpose of a hand job or a blow job was to quickly get off, and he was quite proud of his ability to shoot off in less than ten seconds.

Mikey sadly shook his head at what he considered Mary Lou's total lack of talent, and looked down at Stacy, who still had his penis in her mouth and who still had her eyes glued to Mary Lou and Davy.

Stacy had one hand on top of Mikey's penis, but Mikey couldn't see where her other hand was. She had it in between her legs, where Mikey couldn't see anything.

A moan from Stacy clued Mikey in as to what was happening. "The bitch is friggin' herself!" he finally figured out.

He quietly pulled his penis out of Stacy's mouth, which emitted a soft 'pop, ' but Stacy didn't seem to notice. Mikey pulled further back, and Stacy's left hand fell off of him, dropping onto her left knee.

Stacy's eyes were still on the other couple, not aware that Mikey had pulled away.

Mikey found the digital camera where Davy had left it on the table, and adjusted the zoom between Stacy's legs, trying to get a look at what her fingers were doing.

Stacy's fingers were fast moving up and down her slit, her juices being smeared in the process. Mikey took a shot, and the flash went off. None of the other three noticed the flash.

Mikey grinned to himself, and zoomed back to get a picture of Stacy that included her face and the fact that her fingers were buried between her legs. And then another shot as he slowly zoomed closer and closer and finally to the maximum that the camera had, snapping pictures along the way.

Mikey put the camera back, and moved back to Stacy, pulling her up.

Stacy noticed Mikey's hands on her arms, and finally turned her attention to Mikey. For the first time, she realized that she had a taste of semen in her mouth, which she must have swallowed a minute or so before. She swallowed again to clear the taste, not too successfully.

Then Stacy realized what her fingers were doing, and that Mikey probably could see.

Stacy pulled her fingers away from her crotch so fast that it looked to Mikey that she had gotten herself burned.

Stacy looked at Mikey to see if he had seen what she had been doing. Mikey was smiling at her, which Stacy couldn't really interpret.

Mikey then took her right hand and pulled it to his face. He licked the balls of her fingers.

"Mikey knows!" Stacy thought, and blushed at the realization that she had been caught.

Mikey winced at the taste of Stacy's juices, but tried to keep a poker face.

Silently, he smiled at Stacy, letting her know that it was all right.

Stacy's heart stopped its racing, and Mikey, continuing to smile, took Stacy's hand and led her to a recliner in the living room, turning it so that it faced Davy and Mary Lou, who were still fondling each other.

Mary Lou had skillfully headed off three of Davy's orgasms at the pass. She was once again jacking him slowly, and his body was started to get used to her rhythm. Unconsciously, he used the same tempo in his circling of Mary Lou's breasts, much to her delight.

Davy noticed that Mary Lou's nipples were quite erect, more erect than he had ever seen them. He instinctively realized that this signaled Mary Lou's excitement, much like the hardness of his own organ signified his excitement.

Mary Lou was bringing Davy further down the path of ecstasy than he had ever traveled before. On more than one occasion, he felt that he was about to shoot when Mary Lou switched tactics, allowing his excitement to fade before starting in on him again. She was, in effect, pumping him up and Davy was thoroughly enjoying it.

Mary Lou and Davy still had their tongues touching, but their minds were on each other's bodies at the moment.

Davy wanted to feel Mary Lou's nipple and squeezed it between his right thumb and forefinger. Mary Lou moaned in response, sending positive feedback to Dave that he should continue. He did the same to the other nipple, and again was rewarded with a moan.

Mary Lou's fingers on Davy's shaft was also bringing Davy much excitement.

On the recliner, Stacy continued to watch Davy and Mary Lou, once again mesmerized by their actions. She felt Mikey pull her knees apart, and for a wild moment, she turned to Mikey, afraid that he was about to fuck her!

Mikey was smiling, but his dick seemed to be a safe distance away. Stacy looked a question at Mikey, who moved closer to Stacy, once again scaring Stacy into thinking that he was about to penetrate her.

But Mikey had other plans. He reached out and took Stacy's hand, and moved it between her legs.

Stacy finally got the idea that Mikey wanted to watch her masturbate.

"Should I do it?" Stacy thought. She wasn't quite sure. She was still embarrassed that Mikey had caught her fingering herself before, but watching Mary Lou and Davy had really turned her on. And what Mary Lou was doing to Davy wasn't all that different than what Stacy had been doing to herself.

Thinking about Mary Lou made her look at the couple again. Stacy's doubts disappeared as her fingers magically found their mark between her legs.

She felt Mikey's hands on her knees once again, and realized that he was interested in watching her pleasure herself. "Oh, what the hell," thought Stacy, and she spread her legs wide.

Mikey watched Stacy frig herself. He had known that girls sometimes do it to themselves, but he had never even seen such a thing--even on the videos that he managed to watch.

Watching Stacy was fascinating to Mikey.

Mikey found himself captivated watching Stacy ticking her privates, while Stacy, in turn, was enthralled watching Davy and Mary Lou.

Mary Lou, in turn, had Davy on pins and needles. He was thrusting his hips futilely, looking for release.

Mary Lou decided that Davy was due. She started stroking Davy faster and faster, and after just a few seconds of her new activity, Davy started to shoot off, spurting semen onto Mary Lou's belly and hips.

Davy grunted as he went off, and felt his member twitch again and again and again, shooting off more loads than he thought was humanly possible.

Davy kept rubbing Mary Lou's tits, unthinking, as he pumped the last of his jism onto Mary Lou's fingers.

Mary Lou was soaked from her belly down to her thighs. Davy's semen was everywhere... even touching the tip of her almost hairless pussy lips.

Stacy, who was absorbed watching Mary Lou and Davy, felt her own orgasm approach. She let out a moan as her fingers started rubbing frantically.

Mikey hadn't realized that he had grabbed his own member and was actually masturbating himself until he pumped his hips and his load erupted. He wasn't close enough to Stacy for it to land on her, and he found himself embarrassed to be playing with himself in public. Stacy hadn't noticed, so Mikey rubbed the semen that landed on the carpet with the bottom of his foot to hide the evidence.

Stacy had an expression of sheer bliss on her face. Mikey turned to where Davy and Mary Lou had been, and found Mary Lou covered in a tiny flood of Davy's cream on her stomach and legs.

Mikey turned to Stacy, and got a wicked idea. "Stacy... good girls swallow!"

"Huh?" Stacy said, looking at herself. She had no cum on her, other than her own juices that were over her pussy and at the top of her thighs.

Mikey grinned at Stacy and pointed at Mary Lou.

"I'm NOT cleaning that!" Stacy said, looking at Mikey as if he had lost his mind completely.

"Fair's fair," Mikey said. "Mary Lou licked you. Now it's your turn."

Stacy shook her head. Licking another girl's tits was one thing, but licking her crotch was a line that Stacy knew that she didn't want to cross.

Mikey watched Stacy. "C'mon, Stacy Poopy," he said in a voice low enough that Mary Lou probably wouldn't hear.

Stacy remembered the incriminating photos that Davy had took of her, and the subsequent pictures that she had allowed Mikey and Davy to take of her and Mary Lou. "And who knows how many other pictures Mikey took today?" Stacy considered to herself.

Stacy continued to shake her head, but not as assertively as before. Mikey noticed this, and tried to hide his smile. She'd do it!

Mary Lou and Davy looked at each other as if they were two lost puppies. Neither of them had heard the exchange between Stacy and Mikey, and at the moment, neither of them actually cared.

Davy found himself spent, having been given a hand job from a girl that knew how to give hand jobs better than even Davy did, with his own extensive self-experience!

Mary Lou looked at Davy. She had always had a tiny crush on Davy, but their new fondling had ignited a fire into her feelings. Could she actually be falling in love with Davy?

"Mikey," Stacy finally said softly. "If I do this--and I'm not sure that I'm gonna--then there will be no more pictures. No more 'demerits, ' or web sites or any other threats."

"I'll give you a copy of everything--" Mikey started to say.

"No, Mikey," interrupted Stacy, feeling a calm come over her that she hadn't felt before. "You and Davy probably have floppies stashed around god-knows-where. I don't want copies. I want you to promise that nobody--and I mean NOBODY--other than us ever sees them. Ever!"

"Of course--"

"I mean not ever. Never!" Stacy repeated. "Or, let me tell you what I will do... I'll start rumors about you that are so bad, no girl will ever come near you again. No more blow jobs. No hand jobs. Nothin'. Do you understand?"

"I wouldn't--"

"You behave, and keep the pictures quiet, and I might enjoy visiting with you and Davy with Mary Lou. I kind of had fun watching the two of them."

Mikey looked at Stacy. Somehow, whatever hold he had on her had disappeared. He wondered how this could have happened. He hung his head down, defeated.

"I see you know that I'm not kidding," said Stacy.

"Guess not," moped Mikey.

"We have an understanding, then?"

"Guess so."

Stacy got up, feeling like the chess amateur that had just checkmated the master.

Mikey still had his head hung down, still trying to figure out how he had lost control of the situation.

Stacy looked at Mikey, and grabbed his dick.

Mikey looked up at Stacy, confused as to her intentions.

Stacy just pulled Mikey's member, forcing Mikey to follow her. They approached Davy and Mary Lou.

"Hey, love birds!" Stacy said jokingly to the pair.

Davy and Mary Lou turned to Stacy, both a bit embarrassed.

Stacy turned to Mary Lou and said, "Mikey said, 'Good girls swallow, ' Mary Lou!"

Mary Lou looked at Stacy, confused.

Stacy simply knelt in front of her best friend, and started licking Davy's seed from just below her belly button.

Davy, Mary Lou, and Mikey all looked, dumbfounded, as Stacy willingly started licking the cum off of Mary Lou. She started with broad strokes with her tongue, noticing once again the difference in the taste between Davy's and Mikey's seed.

Stacy found herself a bit more hesitant as she approached Mary Lou's crotch. She knew that she had the undivided attention of all three of her friends right now. She made a final decision, and then started to lick Mary Lou's pubic area.

The two boys let out a collective "ooh" as the boys realized that Stacy was "going down on Mary Lou." Mary Lou did the same, but mostly as a reaction to feeling her best friend's tongue approach her slit.

Stacy could smell Mary Lou's musk, which was not dissimilar to her own, she finally decided. She could also feel, with her tongue, Mary Lou's tiny hairs, which reminded Stacy about the similar hairs on Davy's ball sac that she had licked earlier.

Luckily, none of Davy's seed was on Mary Lou's slit, so Stacy descended toward the top of Mary Lou's thighs. Mary Lou let out a quiet groaned of agony as she realized that Stacy was not going to lick her there.

Stacy wondered what it was about Davy that made him spew such large amounts of cum. His loads were much larger than Mikey ever managed; this last one seemed to be the largest Stacy had ever seen.

Stacy smiled to herself as she continued to lick down first Mary Lou's left thigh, and then her right one.

Having gotten most of Davy's orgasm cleaned up, Stacy felt a measure of triumph. She hadn't chickened out! In fact, she was feeling downright horny, and she didn't know exactly why.

With the knowledge that she still had the complete and utter attention of all three of her friends, Stacy started working her way back up. She noticed, once again, the aroma that emanated between Mary Lou's legs, which was much more pronounced now.

Remembering how Mary Lou's tongue felt when Mary Lou had licked across Stacy's nipples, Stacy stuck her tongue out and returned the favor to Mary Lou, licking her slit from the back to the front.

Mary Lou gasped in reaction.

Stacy felt Mary Lou's little clittie as she reached the front, and felt her best friend's feet start to shake involuntarily as her tongue brushed against it. Stacy stopped her tongue's progression and moved back and forth over the little nubbin, causing the amount of love juice in Mary Lou's slit to increase noticeably.

"Ahh," cooed Mary Lou, feeling Stacy's velvety tongue lap at her most sensitive spot.

Stacy gave one last lick, her hardest yet, as she moved back over Mary Lou's crotch.

Mary Lou instinctively moved her hands to Stacy's head, trying to force it back.

Stacy simply shook her head, and continued her path upward.

Stacy finally reached Mary Lou's belly button, and gave it a good tonguing as well, eliciting another moan from a surprised Mary Lou.

"There, all clean," Stacy announced, as she got up from her knees.

Mary Lou's legs were quite wobbly.

All three of her friends were staring at Stacy.

Stacy didn't want to look at Mary Lou immediately, and looked instead at the two boys. They both had their peckers in their hands. Mikey looked like he was ready to explode, but both boys quickly dropped their units when they realized that Stacy had caught them.

Stacy smiled, wondering why the boys were so shy. She had taken both of them orally, more than once. So had Mary Lou. And still they seemed apprehensive at having the girls see them hold their own?

Then Stacy realized that she herself had felt similarly bashful when Mikey had asked her to play with herself. She decided to try to figure out why some other time.

Mikey's cock continued to twitch, having been let go in a hurry when Mikey noticed that Stacy had caught him jerking off.

Nobody seemed to know what to say.

Stacy finally broke the ice. "OK. Here's how it goes. It looks like Mary Lou and Davy are an item now. That's fine. I like Mikey, so we're like a foursome."

Mary Lou and Davy looked a bit embarrassed at Stacy's description of them.

"Mikey, I like sucking you. And I think Mary Lou likes sucking Davy. Right?"

Mary Lou blushed, but nodded.

Stacy looked at the two boys. "Davy, I'm going to tell you what I told Mikey before. You have to promise--and I mean PROMISE--that those pictures that you have go no further than the four of us. No friends. No web sites," she said this looking Mikey directly in the eye. "And keep them safe! I might want to look at them from time to time."

Davy looked at Mikey. Mikey just shrugged.

Stacy continued. "I also told Mikey that if anybody else sees these pictures, Mary Lou and I will start rumors about the two of you. No girl will ever speak to you again. Do you guys understand?"

Davy looked ashen. Both boys nodded.

Stacy turned to Mary Lou. "We had fun here this afternoon. Didn't we?"

Mary Lou blushed and just nodded.

"Would you like to do this again?"

Mary Lou wondered what Stacy meant. Did she mean did she want Stacy to lick her? Or did she mean coming over and playing sex games? Mary Lou thought about it, and decided that the answer to both questions was "yes." She nodded her head vigorously.

"OK," Stacy said, looking at all three of her friends. "Here are the rules. No more bossing us around. No more threats about telling our parents. No more practical jokes," she said this last bit looking at Davy, who blanched.

"No more threats about web sites," Stacy continued. "Or anything like that. We be nice together and have fun. Agreed?"

Everybody nodded.

"Come on, guys. You can talk!"

Mikey took a deep breath and said, "Agreed."

Davy nodded and said, "I agree."

"Yes," added Mary Lou.

Stacy looked around and found the grocery bags that had her clothes as well as Mary Lou's. She moved quickly and picked them up, handing her best friend's bag to Mary Lou.

"I need to get home for supper," Stacy said, pulling her panties out of her bag.

"Me, too," Mary Lou said, reaching into her bag and pulling out her bra.

Stacy pulled on her underclothes, knowing full well that the two boys were watching her. She tried to shake off her embarrassment, succeeding mostly.

Mary Lou's crotch was still a bit wet from her reaction to Stacy's tongue on her clit. She tried not to think of what it would be like in the laundry.

The two girls started to put on their outer clothes, and the boys realized that they were the only ones nude now. They quickly reached for their clothes and put them on in no time flat.

The four were all dressed now. Stacy led Mary Lou toward the front door, and then turned around, catching the boys by surprise.

Stacy smiled at Mikey, and pulled him into a quick kiss on the lips. Mikey was startled, and didn't have time to slip Stacy the tongue when the girl pulled away.

Mary Lou saw Stacy, and pulled Davy into a similar kiss. Their kiss lasted a bit longer, and the two of them touched tongues playfully.

"Bye, Mikey," Stacy said, smiling at the boy.

"See ya, Davy," Mary Lou added.

The two girls turned to leave the house.

Mikey finally found his voice. "Wait a minute!" he called to the girls.

The two girls turned again.

"What about tonight? My folks are still away until tomorrow night!"

Stacy looked at Mary Lou, and said, "How about it?"

Mary Lou looked at Davy longingly. She nodded to her friend.

Stacy looked at her watch. It was almost 5:30. "How about we meet here at 7?"

"Great," answered Mikey, trying to look cool again.

"We eat dinner at 6:30," Davy said. "How about 7:30?"

"OK," said the two girls in unison.

"OK. 7:30 here," Mikey said, grinning. "And... undress for the occasion." Mikey winked at Stacy.

Stacy winked back at Mikey, smiling back.

The two girls walked out, closing the door behind them.

When they got out of sight of Mikey's house, Stacy turned to Mary Lou. "Could you show me what you did to Davy? I never saw anybody cum that much!"

Mary Lou blushed a bit, and then grinned. "OK. God... I felt so embarrassed. I mean, what us two girls did to each other. We hadn't really touched each other like that for a year or so..." Her voice trailed off.

"If you liked it, we can do it again," Stacy offered.

"Cool," Mary Lou said, and started blushing again.

The two girls giggled on their way back to their houses.

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Mikey was over Davy's house, having been invited for supper since Mikey's parents were still away.

The two were in Davy's room, Davy putting the finishing touches on his new story.

Mikey was reading over Davy's shoulder. He was jealous that Davy could type so fast.

"Hey! How do you know what they said when they left?" Mikey asked.

"What do you mean?" asked Davy, confused, and a bit angered that Mikey kept interrupting him.

"The part where Stacy says, 'If you liked it, we can do it again.' That part. How do you know that?" Mikey pointed out.

"I dunno," admitted Davy. "I may have read something like that somewhere. It sounded nice."

"I still think it's too long. Why bother submitting it?" asked Mikey.

"C'mon. That Afterlife story... or whatever it's name is, it was long and it got in the high 9's."

"Still think the whole idea is corny. Killing the fuckin' biker gang. That sucks. Let's come up with a killer ending," Mikey said.

The two looked at each other, completely out of ideas.

Suddenly, Mikey got an idea. "Here. Let me at the keyboard..."

Mikey started typing, Davy looking over his shoulder.

"Hmmm... that may work... Nice touch!"

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The two girls were giggling on their way back to their houses. Each of them couldn't wait for 7:30 to come around. They passed a policeman, waving.

Suddenly, the sky lit up. The comet Fernwood came crashing down with a roar, hitting the policeman on the head and killing everybody in the neighborhood instantly.

A biker gang roars into the street where there's a big fuckin' pothole where the comet hit.

Suddenly, they spy a teenage girl and her dumb-fuck kid brother.

The leader of the biker gang looks at the bitch and says, "Let me explain a little about myself. I am reasonably endowed with a seventeen inch penis. I want you to blow me."

The girl looks around for a cop, but the only cop for miles had a fuckin' comet land on his head.

She kneels, knowing that she has no hope. The biker sticks it in her mouth and blasts her full of come.


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Posted:  2002-10-14
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