****** The Pool Party by Mark Brian Citrus ******
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The Pool Party


Why I went to the party, I'll never know. Perhaps boredom? I'll admit it, I
didn't have much to do the first week of summer after my junior year of high
school. I went to a private school which had let out a week before the public
school would. My good friends all attended these schools, leaving me to fend
for myself.

I got a call from a friend of mine, a sophomore named J.D. Myers. I didn't know
him very well, but I hung out with him on prior occasions and thought that he
was an okay guy. He told me that there was going to be a party at his friend
Crystal's house, and to bring a bathing suit. Having nothing else to do, I
decided to go right over.

Right off the bat, I knew that it wasn't going to be much of a party. Besides
myself, there were only six people. J.d, who was about to leave, a girl named
Shaquita, a girl named Karen, a boy named Miguel, a girl named Rebecca, and
Crystal, the hostess.

Shaquita was a black girl, a tad bit stocky, but with breasts the size of my
head. Miguel was a thin, weasely looking fellow with a backwoods cap. Karen was
a blonde with an average face and an average body, but those full breasts and
that big round ass put her over the top. Rebecca was a dark-complected,
stunningly beautiful girl who was unbelievably thin aside from her perky tits.
Crystal was a slightly plump but pretty blonde.

I was dismayed. To me, six people did not a party make. Nonetheless, I decided
to hang around and jumped into the pool. The water was warm, as was the
weather. The only others who were in the pool when I first hopped in were Karen
and Shaquita. We made small talk. Focusing my attention on Karen, I discovered
that she had just broken up with her boyfriend, was finishing the ninth grade,
and thought that I was "cute." After talking some more, Miguel got into the
pool and we decided to have piggy-backed races. Karen climbed on my back. Her
legs wrapped around my middle, and her feet locked against my now very-hard
cock. We swam around the pool a few times, and I swam up to the wall, swung her
body around so that she was clinging to the front of my body instead of my
back, and I kissed her as I pressed my crotch hard against hers. The water
added a sort of natural lubrication as I began to dry-fuck her, my barely
covered cock grinding against her thinly-veiled cunt. I looked at her face. She
was obviously bored, but offered no resistance.

I guided my hand down to her privates and slid the bottom of her black, one
piece swimsuit to the side of her inner thigh. With my fingertips, I began to
massage her clit gently. She started getting into it, her thighs clenching hard
on my waist and arm. She moaned with pleasure, and I slid my middle finger deep
into her. Probing around, I discovered her g-spot...about three or four inches
on the inner wall of her pussy, there it was, an erect bubble, which I began to
massage in a circular and fast motion. She began thrashing around, and I
continued to finger-fuck her. Her fingers dug into my shoulders and after a
minute or two she threw her head back and began to breathe heavily. Knowing she
was almost to the point of orgasm, I pulled my finger out. She pressed her hips
hard against me, rubbing her exposed cunt on my shorts, trying to gain
satisfaction.

I reached down and released my swollen member from it's denim prison. I pressed
it up against her, and began to slide it into her relatively loose hole. Her
face contorted as she realized she was being entered, but again she made no
effort to stop me. I slid my eight-inch cock all the way into her, and she
started to pump. I began to thrust in and out, my body shoving hers against the
corner of the shallow end of the above-ground pool. The others looked over at
us, some giggling, some desperately trying to pretend not to notice. Her warm
juices flowed and mixed with the water which was churning around us. I put my
hand on the top of her bathing suit and pulled down the front, exposing her
large breasts. She began to cum, her pussy getting hot and even more lubed. It
was like having sloppy seconds, or sloppy twenty-thirds, from the texture of
things. I kept going another five minutes or so, her still breathing heavily
but with the bored look back in her eye, and finally shot my load inside of
her. I kept pumping after I came for about another minute to make sure that all
of my cum was out from that particular load. I slowly pulled myself from her.
She leaned against the wall, rubbed herself, and got out of the pool.

"Brian?" I heard a voice call out. I turned and looked. It was one of the
teachers at my father's school, Mr. Johanson. A friend of the family, I knew
that he would most definitely tell my parents what he had just witnessed from
over the fence. Mr. Johanson was the theater professor, and was assumed to be
gay. He had a rather effeminate atmosphere to him, but when he looked at me
right then, I felt as if he could squash me like a bug. "Mr. Johanson," I said,
"Hey.. What are you doing here?"

"I live next door," he said. "Would you come over for a moment? I need to speak
with you."

Gulping, I zipped up my pants and climbed out of the pool. I grabbed my towel
as I headed reluctantly out of the gate. He opened his porch door, and I walked
in.

"Brian, I can't believe what I just saw out there!" he said, pacing around his
kitchen. "Were you protected? How well do you even know that girl? She has a
different guy in her every week!"

"You aren't going to tell my parents, are you?" I asked. A thought crossed my
mind.

"I think I'm going to have to, Brian. This just doesn't seem like you."

I looked at Mr. Johanson. He was a man of about thirty-five, with brown hair
and a very small gut to his otherwise featherweight frame. I was almost
positive that he was gay. I took a gamble. "Mr. Johanson, how about you do me
this favor of not telling my parents, and in return, I'll do you a favor?"

He swallowed. "What favor," he asked.

"This," I said, and dropped to my knees in front of his chair. My hands worked
quickly. I had unbuttoned his pants and was already on to the zipper before he
reacted.

"What are you doing?" he yelled, starting to get up. I put my elbows on his
thighs to prevent him from doing so. I revealed his member, only about 4 inches
but thick. "I'm doing you a favor," I said slyly, and with that I lowered my
head, my mouth wrapping around his dick. I began to bob my head up and down, My
lips tight around him. They would occasionally pass over the knob of his cock,
and every once in a while I would remove it from my mouth, slide my tongue up
and down the shaft, and start gobbling away again. I was truly deep-throating
it, resisting the need to gag as I continued to fuck him with my face. He had
relaxed at this point and was allowing himself to fully enjoy the pleasure that
I was bestowing upon him. I took his dick out of my mouth and began to jack him
off. "Do we have a deal, Mr. Johanson?" He nodded. I licked my middle finger,
lathering it up, and then placed his cock back in my mouth, bobbing my head. I
forced my hand into his pants, and between his butt-cheeks. My fingertip was
against his anus, which was puckered as if expecting something to force entry.
Something did. I slid my finger into his asshole, and he yelped with surprise.
I bobbed my head harder as I wiggled my finger around hard, curving it
completely and flicking it back out again. He had started to use his hips, and
in a fit of panting he grabbed my hair, and using it as leverage began to ram
his cock harder and harder into my mouth. With a gasp, he let loose his hot
load of semen. My cheeks swelled, and I swallowed. Load after load I swallowed,
and he just kept spewing it out into my mouth. Finally, his cock relented, and
he withdrew from me. I pulled my finger out of his ass.

"Thank you." He said.

"Anytime," I replied. "And I do mean anytime. I'll be more than happy to do
that and more on a regular basis," I said. "But, if you'll excuse me, I have a
party to be getting back to." And I walked out of his house, a triumphant smile
on my face.

I walked inside of Crystal's house and went up the stairs, where I heard
voices. I walked into her bedroom. The guests were sitting around the room.

"We're playing truth or dare," Rebecca said.

"Hey, Brian...truth or dare?" Karen asked.

"Dare," I said confidently.

Karen grinned a wicked smile. "Take off all of your clothes," She said. I
grinned in return. Happy to oblige, I removed the denim shorts, as well as my
damp boxers. My cock was out for the world to see. Rebecca's eyes widened.
"God-Damn!" she yelled. "That thing is huge!"

"My turn," I said. "Crystal...strip. Quickly. I wanna see some tits and some
bush in thirty seconds. Crystal looked hesitant, but Karen glared at her and
told her to do it. Crystal removed her swimsuit. She was a natural blonde, I
discovered. Her patch of hair was the same as that on her head, and seeing that
plump body made me even harder. Rebecca started to laugh. Crystal glared at
her.

"You bitch! I dare you to suck Miguel's dick!"

"Fine," said Rebecca, undaunted as she pulled out Miguel's cock, much to his
delight. "I dare you to let Brian fuck you!"

A quiet fell over the room. Crystal looked nervous. Karen was the first to
speak. "Crystal, you're always saying how you want desperately to lose your
virginity. This is your chance. Do it."

"Do it, Crystal," Rebecca said.

"Yeah," piped in Shaquita.

"Okay," Crystal said nervously. Karen got up and grabbed some vaseline from the
bathroom.

"Here," she said. "Lather up with this." I spread it all over my cock, and I
smiled at Crystal. Crystal was thirteen. She was finishing seventh grade. I
told her to lie down and spread her legs, which she did. "This is going to hurt
a little," I said, "So I'm gonna break through hard and it'll only hurt for a
second." She nodded, and with that I slid my well-oiled cock into her dry,
tight pussy. I was in a few inches before I felt the hymen. With a powerful
thrust of my hips, My cock ripped through her ripe cherry and went deep into
her. She screamed out, and started to cry a little, breathing heavily. I
continued to thrust in and out, grabbing hold of her tits hard. She was crying,
and told me to stop, that it hurt. I didn't care, but instead of trying to make
it last I fucked her as fast and as hard as I could. In only 45 seconds, I
came, not too much, but enough to shoot a small load inside of her. I pulled
out. There was blood on the floor, and she was still crying. "It'll be better
next time," I said.

I looked over at Rebecca, who was too intent on going down on Miguel to notice
much of anything, and decided to make sure I was spent before the afternoon was
over. I but my thumbs through her bikini bottom, and began to slide it down.
She stopped sucking Miguel long enough to turn, see who it was, and then
continue. I pulled them off her legs, which she raised one at a time to allow
me to remove it.

On all fours, she was too good to pass up. I pressed the head of my cock
against her anus, and pushed it in, the vaseline which I had previously applied
providing adequate lubrication. She clenched her ass tight, which was not as
tight as one would expect from an anal virgin, which she clearly was not. I
slid it in all the way, pulled it out half-way, slid it in again. It was like
being in a hot, wet vise. My cock was surrounded by her, and I kept thrusting,
over and over, until I felt something hard. A turd. Not exactly disgusted, but
appalled, I pulled out, the turd following right after. It landed on the floor,
but I didn't care and I shoved my cock hard into her pussy from behind. I began
to fuck her hard and furious, and she responded by bucking her rear end hard
and oozing pussy juices. I pointed my fingers together to make my hand into a
cone. I stuck the tips against her asshole, and shoved them in. The fingertips,
that is. Slowly but surely, I forced my hand into her ass, which was stretched
to the limits. Finally, as I continued to ram my cock in and out of her gaping
wet pussy, I shoved my entire hand, up to the wrist, into her asshole. I began
to attempt to clench and unclench my fist, as she moaned and groaned loudly. No
longer being able to take Miguel in her mouth, he had wandered over and begun
to fuck Crystal, who seemed to be enjoying it slightly more this time. Finally,
I came in Rebecca. I had heard Rebecca's reputation. At fourteen, she had done
half the guys at her school. She had been fucking since she was nine. This
turned me on as I blew my load inside of her. I slowly removed my fist.

I was certainly glad I had come to the party.

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