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Title: Pookie | Melissa’s Secrets (Chapter 3)
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Melissa’s Secrets
by Pookie

Chapter 3

After that night, Pam became a regular in our sex games. We took 
turns sleeping at each other’s houses when ever we could which 
was at least once a month, and sometimes more often than that.

Sarah's birthday in January fell on a Friday. Pam and I were 
invited to spend the night with Sarah to celebrate.  That winter 
I was a cheerleader for our school's basketball team and I had to 
cheer at a game after school that day.  So, I went straight from 
the game to Sarah's house.  I still had my cheerleading uniform 
on when I got there.  

I noticed that during dinner, Sarah's father kept looking at me 
and smiling.  It was kind of weird but I didn't mind. Sarah's 
father is rather cute so his watching me did make me feel a 
little excited.

That night, the three of us didn't get to play around very much 
because Sarah's parents were home.  They spent most of the 
evening with us watching movies.  When we went to Sarah’s 
bedroom, Pam got into bed with Sarah for a while, and then I 
switched with her. It was kind of our way of giving Sarah a 
birthday present. 

Later that night, maybe around 2:00 in the morning, I woke up and 
had to go to the bathroom.  I had just pushed my panties down and 
sat on the toilet when the door opened.  

Mrs. Clark came in, walked over to me, and said softly, “Don’t 
pee yet.  Come with me."

I was still sleepy and a little confused, but I stood and pulled 
my panties back up.  Mrs. Clark turned off the light before she 
opened the door, took my hand, and led me downstairs to the first 
floor bathroom. 

"I heard someone get up and when I saw that it was you, I just 
had to talk to you.  I hope you don't mind me talking to you 
while you pee."

“I don't mind.”

“Do you mind if I watch?”

I didn't know what to say and I just sat there until Mrs. Clark 
asked me to spread my legs so she could see.  So, I spread my 
legs and started to pee. 

As my stream started, Mrs. Clark said, "Bob and I just had sex.  
Well actually not just had sex, but have been having sex ever 
since you girls went to bed, and I have you to thank for it."

"What did I have to do with that?"

"You and your cute little cheerleader outfit had Bob so excited 
that he couldn't wait to get me in bed. I sucked his cock, and 
then he made love to me twice."

I was now awake enough that the conversation had become 
interesting to me.

"Mr. Clark got excited because I was wearing my cheerleading 
uniform?"

"Well, he has always has a fantasy about having sex with a young 
cheerleader.  Seeing you in that uniform was all he needed to get 
really horny."

"Did he, um... cum in your mouth this time?"

"When I was sucking his cock he did.  The other two times he came 
in my pussy."

"What does it taste like?  I mean, when he cums in your mouth?"

"Do you really want to know?"

I told her I did so she lifted her nightgown and told me to stick 
my finger in her pussy.  When I did, I found that she was really 
messy down there. 

“Smell your finger, sweetheart.”

I did and it smelled a little like bleach, but not bad. 

“Since you wanted to know, why don’t you taste it?”

I put my finger in my mouth.  It was a little salty but I 
couldn't describe the taste.

I had finished peeing and pulled my panties up and was now 
standing in front of Mrs. Clark.

"Melissa, how would you like to eat my husband's cream from my 
pussy?"

I don't know why I wasn’t grossed out.  I couldn’t say no to her 
even if I was.

"You want me to do it now, right here?"

Mrs. Clark pulled her nightgown higher and sat on the sink 
counter, spreading her legs to open her pussy up to me.  I bent 
down and licked a few times to see if I could handle the taste.  
When it didn't repulse me, I began licking and sucking her in 
earnest.

It seemed for a while that the more I sucked on her pussy, the 
more fluids leaked out.  I didn't mind though, the taste wasn't 
bad, and I knew that Mrs. Clark was enjoying what I was doing to 
her.  That was enough to make me want to do it.  I kept at it 
until she had an orgasm. 

After she relaxed for a few moments, she pulled me up to her and 
used her mouth to clean the mess from my face.  Afterward, we 
washed up and left the bathroom.  We went back upstairs, and she 
softly kissed me in the hallway before we both went back to bed.

Over the next couple of months, I got together with Sarah and Pam 
only twice.  I didn’t get to be alone with Mrs. Clark at all. 

It was a Saturday at the end of March, and the weather was just 
getting spring like.  I was going to sleep over at Sarah's that 
night.  I was home alone sitting at my father's desk down in his 
basement office sending e-mails to friends when I heard my 
brother, Jamie, come in the house.

I went to the top of the stairs of the basement, and heard him 
going upstairs.  I listened and his bedroom door closed soon 
after.

I went back to the computer and sent a couple more notes, and 
then sat back thinking about what I was going to do that night at 
Sarah’s house.  I wondered if I would have a chance to be alone 
with Mrs. Clark.  It had been a long time since we had been 
together and I missed the way she made me feel when I was with 
her.

As I thought about her, I remembered the picture she gave me and 
I went up to my room to get it.  When I walked passed Jamie's 
room, I remembered what Mrs. Clark had told me about her brother.  
So, I snuck over to Jamie's door and listened.

It was quiet in there and I wondered if he was sleeping, but then 
I heard his bed move.  It sounded like he was unzipping his 
pants.  I waited a couple of minutes while I thought up a reason 
to be going into his room.  Then I quickly open his door and 
walked in.  

As I stepped inside, I was saying, "Jamie, do you know where 
Mom's scissors..."

Jamie was lying on his left side looking at a magazine and he had 
his right hand on his cock. I only had a second to look because 
he pulled his bedspread up to cover himself and the magazine as 
soon as he saw me.  Jamie looked embarrassed but acted angry. 

"God Damn it, Mel.  Can't you knock?" He yelled.

"What were you doing?"

"None of your damn business."

"I saw what you were doing and I'm going to tell Mom and Dad." 

This was my big chance.  If he started begging me not to tell, I 
would get what I wanted.  But, he surprised me instead.

"So tell them ... I don't care."

So I tried again to get the upper hand. 

"I’m going to tell them that you were reading a dirty magazine 
and playing with yourself."

"So what?  They won't care.  I've seen Dad doing it before."

That stunned me. 

"You saw Dad doing that?  Playing with himself?"

"Yeah.  More than once."

I didn't know what to do or say then.  I just stood there by the 
door trying to think of something to say that would give me 
control of the situation, but Jamie beat me to it.

"Either get out of here, or I'll do it right in front of you."

When I didn't move, Jamie pushed the bedspread down and started 
playing with his cock again.  He didn't even look at me.  He just 
picked up his magazine and started looking at the pictures again.  
I was so fascinated by what he was doing that instead of leaving, 
like I thought he wanted, I moved closer to the bed to watch. 

When Jamie didn't object to my presence, I sat down on his bed.  
I could feel that pleasant tingle in my pussy as I watched him 
slide his hand up and down the shaft of his cock.  Suddenly Jamie 
spoke and shocked me out of my trance. 

"Do you want to touch it?"

I didn't answer.  I just slowly reached out and wrapped my 
fingers around his cock.  It felt strange.  The skin was smooth 
to the touch and it felt warm in my hand.  It was about five 
inches long and the head looked like some kind of helmet.  Jamie 
wrapped his hand around mine and began pumping up and down.  Once 
I had the motion going Jamie let go of my hand. 

"Do you like it?" Jaime asked.

"I think so."

"My girlfriend likes to put it in her mouth.  Do you want to try 
that?"

I thought of the picture of Mrs. Clark sucking on Mr. Clark's 
cock and I knew that I wanted to do it. 

"Should I?"

"Go ahead.  I want you to."

So there I was, holding on to my first real erect cock.  I was 
about to put it in my mouth.  I didn't know what I was supposed 
to do once I had it in my mouth though.  I only knew that I had 
to do it.  So, I bent down and took my brother's cock into my 
mouth.  Jamie began to tell me what to do. 

“Swirl your tongue around my cock and move your head up and 
down.”

I tried to do what he was telling me, and after a few minutes I 
caught on.

In a few minutes, Jamie said that he was going to cum.  I didn't 
know what I was supposed to do.  After the first spurt of his 
semen shot into my mouth, I jumped back a little.  The next three 
shots hit me in the face.  At first I was upset by what happened.  
But when I looked at Jamie, I got excited again.  He was pumping 
his cock with his hand, getting the last of his cream to spurt 
out.

When he finally let his cock drop from his hand, it fell against 
his thigh.  I couldn't take my eyes off it.  I picked his limp 
cock up in my hand and rolled it between my fingers.

"That was a great blowjob, sis."

I felt proud of myself, and I bent down and sucked his cock back 
into my mouth.  The taste was different now.  It reminded me of 
the way Mrs. Clark tasted the night I sucked her pussy after she 
had sex with her husband, but Jamie tasted stronger.  While I was 
sucking, I was getting excited about the prospect of telling Mrs. 
Clark that I’d sucked my brother’s cock.

As I continued to stimulate him with my mouth and tongue, I 
gradually became aware that Jamie's cock was getting hard again. 
I began pumping my mouth up and down on his stiffened cock and 
licked it all over.

"I love the way you’re sucking my cock, Mel.  Damn, girl.  You’re 
going to make me come again if you keep that up!"

This time when Jamie said that he was coming, I didn't take his 
cock out of my mouth.  I let him cum in my mouth.  I loved the 
way he tasted and felt as I bathed his cock with his own juices.  
When I let his cock slip from my mouth, Jamie handed me some 
tissues.  I spit out the cum in my mouth, and wiped it from my 
face.

After I had cleaned myself up, Jamie said, "That was terrific.  
Anytime you want to do that again, I'd love it.  How would you 
like me to lick your pussy?  Kind of return the favor."

I looked at Jamie's clock and saw that I was supposed to be at 
Sarah's in forty-five minutes.

"I'd like you to do that to me sometime, but not right now. I 
have to get ready to go over to Sarah's."

"What the hell do you girls do over there anyway?"

I laughed and said, "Wouldn't you like to know?"

I hurried out of Jamie’s room and went to my own.  I hurried to 
get ready to go over to Sarah’s house.  When I got to Sarah's 
that night, she wasn't home.  Mrs. Clark told me that she and her 
father went out to pick up dinner and to rent a couple of movies.  
They would be home in about a half hour.  I followed Mrs. Clark 
into the kitchen and we sat at the table.  She asked me about 
school, and how my parents were and other small talk.  

“You know, Melissa.  I really have missed our times together.  It 
has been a while now since we could be alone.

“I’ve missed you too ... and our times alone.” 

"I would love to pull you panties down right now, and give you an 
orgasm with my tongue," Mrs. Clark said softly.

Hearing her say that made my knees feel weak. I was so turned on 
that I had trouble speaking for a minute.  I then remembered what 
I wanted to tell her about Jamie and me.

"Guess what I did this afternoon?"

“I have no idea, hon.  What did you do?”

"I did what you suggested.  I walked in on my brother while he 
was playing with himself," I said, blushing profusely.

The smile on her face told me that she liked what she heard. 

"Tell me what happened?"

I skipped over the long story, and just said, "I did it.  I put 
his thing in my mouth?"

"Really?  That must have been exciting."

"I’m still wet from it too."

"Did you let him cum in your mouth?"

"Yes.  I actually did it twice."

"You are making me so hot right now.  We are going to have to get 
together soon," Mrs. Clark said excitedly.

Before she could say more, Sarah and her father came in the 
house.

That night turned into a typical sleep over.  Sarah and I watched 
a movie with Mr. and Mrs. Clark before going up to Sarah's room 
to watch television.  It only took a few minutes before we began 
playing with each other for more than an hour.  We went to bed 
and slept that night, cuddling like two young lovers.

The following weekend, Sarah went out of town with her parents.  
So I invited Pam to spend the night at my house.  That afternoon, 
I was watching television with Jamie when our parents came and 
told us they were going shopping and would be gone a couple of 
hours.  They also told us that they would be going out that 
evening as well.

As soon as the car pulled out of the driveway, Jamie came over to 
me.

"You want to come up to my room and suck my cock again?"

I guess I should have been offended by Jamie's question, but that 
very idea had popped into my head the moment our parents told us 
they were going shopping.

"Are you going to do what you said, to me?"

"Sure.  If you suck my cock, I'll lick your pussy."

It was almost funny to hear Jamie talk to me that way.  Most of 
the time, he barely spoke to me at all.  I followed him up to his 
room and I sat on his bed as he closed and locked his door.  He 
turned around and stood in front of me as he opened his pants and 
pushed them down.  When he pushed his underpants down, his cock 
popped up and bobbed around like it was on a spring.  I almost 
laughed out loud.

Jamie asked me if I wanted him to lie down, sit on the bed, or 
stand in front of me.  Instead of answering him, I took his cock 
in my hand and pulled him to me, and took his cock in my mouth.  
I liked the way it felt in my mouth this time better than the 
last.  I can't explain why, it just did.  

Jamie began to move his hips causing his cock to move in and out 
of my mouth.  While he was doing this, I started to play with his 
balls.  I was fascinated by the feel of his testicles inside the 
fleshy sack.  At one point, I took his cock out of my mouth, and 
licked and sucked on his little sack.  I figured that he must 
have liked it because he didn't complain.

Soon after, I put his cock back in my mouth.

Jamie said, "Can I cum in your mouth, Mel?"

I mumbled, "Yes," and kept on working on his cock. 

When he started to erupt, he put his hands on my head, and gently 
held me as his cock convulsed.  He shot spurt after spurt of his 
cream into my mouth.  When he was done, he almost fell onto the 
bed.  As he was lying on the bed, I continued to play with his 
cock and balls.  I wasn't so much sucking them as examining them 
up close.

The first time I did this, I didn't think about getting a good 
look at his cock, but this time I was taking it slow, and I 
didn't want to miss anything.

After a while, Jamie asked, "Have you ever done this before, 
Mel?"

I laughed and said, "Yeah, I did it with you last week, stupid."

"You know what I meant.  With anyone else?" 

"No.  Your penis is the first one I have ever touched."

"Call it a cock."

"Okay, yours is the first cock I have ever touched."

"Well, you are really good at it.  That felt great.  Do you want 
me to do you now?"

"I guess so."

I was taking my pants off and Jamie said, "Take your shirt off 
too.  I want to play with your tits." 

So, I stripped naked and got on the bed with Jamie.

Jamie looked me over slowly, and said, "You have a nice body Mel. 
In a couple of years you're going to have a great pair of tits.  
I hope you'll still let me play with them then.”

Jamie put his hand on my breast.  As he gently squeezed it, he 
bent over and took the nipple into his mouth.  I liked what he 
was doing immediately.  I could feel the tingling sensation in my 
pussy growing as he sucked first one nipple, then the other.

After a while, Jamie moved down the bed and got between my legs. 
He pushed my knees up and spread them apart.  He slid his tongue 
across my pussy lips. 

He looked up at me, and said, "Has a guy ever done this to you 
before?"

"Oh no.  Never." 

I almost started to laugh and probably would have if Jamie had 
not begun sucking on my clit at that moment.  I was in sudden 
ecstasy. 

Jamie continued to work on my clit, stopping once to say, "My 
girlfriend loves when I do this to her." 

I have to admit that Jamie was better at sucking my pussy than 
either Sarah of Pam, but he was nowhere near as good as Mrs. 
Clark.  It took Jamie ten minutes to give me a very nice orgasm.

Afterward we sat on his bed talking for a while.  As we talked, 
we touched explored each other's bodies with our fingers and 
tongues. 

After a while Jamie asked, "Do you want to do this again tonight 
after Mom and Dad go out?"

"Sorry, I can't.  Pam is coming over to spend the night with me."

"Pam?  Really?  I think she's hot.  I would love to see her 
naked."

Jamie got a big smile on his face.

"Do you think you could fix it so I could get a peek at Pam in 
the nude?"

"What do you think we do?  Hang around in my room naked all 
night?"

"Well, what about when you're getting ready for bed?  Would she 
be naked then?"

"No.  She may strip to her panties, but then she'll put on a 
nightshirt.  She won't get naked." 

I wondered if Jamie had any idea of what Pam and I might be up to 
in my room that night.

Jamie said, "If there is a chance, would you let me know?"

"I'll think about it." 

I did think about it for a minute and the idea of letting Jamie 
see Pam naked appealed to me, but I didn't want to betray Pam's 
trust by pulling some kind of trick on her just to entertain 
Jamie.

When it got close to the time our parents were due home I went to 
my room, cleaned up and got ready for Pam.

Pam came over right after dinner, and we walked to the video 
store to get a couple of movies. When we got back to the house, 
my parents were getting ready to leave.  My mom gave me her usual 
speech about behaving while they were out, and then said they 
would be home by 12:30.  After they left, Jamie came into the 
room.

“I’m going to Brian's house.  I’ll be back around 9:30.”
 
When he said that, he kind of winked at me.

I said, "Get out of here, you pervert."

Jamie was laughing as he left and as soon as the door closed, Pam 
started asking me what that was all about.  She kept pestering me 
about it, and I finally decided to tell her.

"Pam, you have to keep this to yourself.  You can't tell anyone.  
Understand?"

"Okay... okay.  What's up?"

I didn't tell her exactly how things happened.  I kind of left 
out the fact that this all had started the previous weekend.  I 
told Pam about walking in on Jamie while he was masturbating.  
Only I told her it was that afternoon, not the week before.  I 
didn't tell her I did it intentionally.  I said it was an 
accident.  The rest was pretty accurate; how I ended up sucking 
his cock and that he sucked my pussy.  I even told her about him 
asking me if any guy had ever done that to me before.  Pam 
thought that was pretty funny. 

When I was done, all Pam said was, "You actually sucked your 
brother's cock?"

Once I’d convinced her that I had in fact given my brother a 
blowjob, Pam said, "Wow, that is so cool.  I wish I could have 
seen that."

"Funny you should say that."

"What do you mean?"

"When I told Jamie that you were coming over tonight, he said 
that he thought you were hot, and he would like to see you 
naked."

"He really said that?"

"Yes, he said that.  He also asked me if I could arrange that for 
him.  Fix it so that he could get a peek at you with your clothes 
off."

"Chick, you have got to be kidding."

"I’m not kidding.  Why do you think he told me what time he was 
coming home tonight, and then winked at me?"

"So that's why you called him a pervert?"

"Yep.  How would you have felt if I’d let him see you naked?"

"I don't know." 

I could see that she was thinking about something, and suddenly 
she started to blush. 

"Well, you have seen me naked many times, and he is your brother, 
and he has seen you naked.   So I guess it wouldn't be any big 
deal if he saw me naked." 

Pam was laughing so hard by the time she finished what she was 
saying that she could barely get the words out of her mouth.  She 
had to sit for a moment to get her composure back.  Then she 
started to talk again, and the uncontrollable laugh was back. 

"You got to see him naked.  So if he wants to see me naked, he 
has to let me see him naked."

By the time she finished talking, I was laughing so hard I 
couldn't breathe.  Tears were coming out of my eyes.  

Just about the time we both calmed down, Pam said, "Doesn't that 
all make perfect sense to you?"  And that set off another spell 
of laughter.

We joked around for a while longer, and Pam finally said, "I'm 
serious."  And we cracked up again.

It was just a little after eight o'clock.  Pam and I decided that 
rather than put on a movie, we would go up to my room and fool 
around while we had the house to ourselves.

As soon as we got to my room, we undressed and got on the bed.  
It became evident as soon as I began to suck on Pam's nipples 
that she was very horny. 

I had just started fingering her pussy when she said, "Do you 
think he would agree to that?"

"Who agree to what?"

"Do you think your brother would agree to let me see his cock if 
I let him see me naked?"

"Are you nuts?  He'd let you see his cock even if you don't let 
him see you naked."

"I want to do it."

"You want to do what?"

"See him naked, let him see me naked.  Can I do it?"

"Are you asking me if I'll let you do it?"

"I don't know.  I guess."

"If you’re sure you want to do that, I will talk to Jamie when he 
gets home," I said.

"Yeah.  I want to do it.  I can't believe how excited I am right 
now just thinking about seeing his cock."

At that point Pam pushed me down on the bed, and went down on my 
pussy with such passion that she had me climaxing in just a few 
minutes.  I was going to return the favor, but Pam said she 
wanted to wait until after she saw Jamie's cock.  I suspect that 
she was hoping that Jamie would give her an orgasm.

It was about 9:30 when we heard Jamie come in the house.  I heard 
him turn the television on downstairs. 

I turned to Pam, and said, "If you’re sure you want to do this, 
I'll go talk to Jamie."

"I want to do it."

"Okay.  Wait here." 

I went downstairs to talk to Jamie.  He was sitting on the couch 
drinking a soda when I came in the room.  He looked up and me and 
said, "Where's Pam?"

"She's upstairs waiting for me, but I have to talk to you about 
something."

"What do you want to talk about, Mel?"

"Do you still want to see Pam naked?"

"Are you kidding?  Of course I do."

"Would you let her see you naked?"

"Sure."

"Okay.  You have to go up to your room and get undressed, and 
when you are ready, I’ll send Pam in.  The two of you can stare 
at each other all you want."

"Is this some kind of a trick?  Are the two of you going to come 
in and take my picture while I’m lying there naked?"

"No tricks."

"I don't believe you."

"Okay then, you can cover yourself with a blanket until you see 
that Pam is naked too.  Does that work for you?"

"Cool."

Jamie turned off the television and followed me upstairs.  He 
went into his room and closed the door.  I went into my room to 
get Pam.  She was sitting on the bed, and the only thing she was 
wearing was a nervous smile. 

I said, "Are you ready for this?"

"I'm ready, I guess."

I went to my closet and got a bathrobe for her to wear until she 
got into Jamie's room.  After she put it on, I went down the hall 
to Jamie's room.  I knocked on the door and walked in.  Jamie was 
lying on the bed with the blankets over him. 

"I just wanted to see if you’re ready."

Jamie lifted the blanket and showed me that he was indeed naked.  
So I went back to my room and got Pam.  I walked her to Jamie's 
door and knocked. 

Jamie said, "Come in."

I opened the door and walked in with Pam.  She stood next to the 
bed, and I was behind her.  I put my arms around her, opened the 
robe, and helped her out of it. 

I said, "Okay, Jamie.  It's your turn."

Jamie threw the blanket back, exposing his hard cock to Pam.  The 
two of them stared at each other without speaking.  I wanted to 
watch them to see what they would do, but somehow I knew I should 
leave. 

"I guess I'll leave you two alone for a while.  I'll be back 
later to see how you're doing." 

Neither of them spoke as I left the room.

I waited about ten minutes before I went back to Jamie's room.  
When I walked in I found Pam lying on the bed with Jamie's cock 
in her mouth.  Watching them was so exciting, almost as exciting 
as doing it myself, but in a different way.  I went and sat on 
the end of Jamie's bed, and watched in complete fascination.  
Seeing Jamie's cock disappear into Pam's mouth had my pussy wet 
in no time.  I had to slip my hand inside my panties to give 
myself some relief.

When Jamie said that he was coming, Pam pulled back and let his 
cock slip from her mouth and he immediately began pumping his 
cock with his hand.  Pam's face was only a few inches from his 
cock as she watched him masturbate.  So when his cock began to 
spasm and shoot his cream, most of it hit Pam in the face.  She 
seemed to enjoy that, laughing while the spurts of semen 
splattered on her face.  When it was over, Pam turned and smiled 
at me, letting me see Jamie's cream running down her face. 

I laughed at her and said, "I'll get you a towel," and headed 
down the hall to the closet. 

When I got back to Jamie's room, Pam was lying on her back.  
Jamie was on his knees between her legs.  His face was pressed 
into her pussy.

I handed Pam the towel and she wiped her face as she enjoyed what 
Jamie was doing.  I moved behind Jamie, reached between his legs, 
and began stroking his cock, which began to get hard again.

Jamie managed to give Pam an orgasm.  Then he rolled onto his 
back and said that he wanted us both to give him a blowjob.  Pam 
and I did as he requested, sharing his cock between us.  This 
time when Jamie climaxed, I had his cock in my mouth and Pam was 
sucking on his balls.  I let Jamie shoot his whole load without 
pulling away.  After taking my mouth off his cock, I deposited 
most of his cum onto the towel.  I turned and kissed Pam and 
shared what was left of Jamie's cream with her.

Jamie watched us kissing then said, "Wow, watching you two kiss 
is really hot.  You know what I would love to see?"

I said, "No, Jamie.  What would you like to see?" 

Somehow I knew what he was going to say.

"I would love to watch you two licking each other's pussies."

I reacted as though that was unheard of. 

"Are you crazy?  We can't do that."

"Why not?  No one but the three of us will ever know."

I looked at Pam and said, "What do you think?"

"I don't know, I guess I'll do it if you will."

In the end, Pam and I let Jamie talk us into it.  He instructed 
us to get into the sixty-nine position, lying on our sides with 
our heads between each other's thighs.  I noticed that Jamie was 
stroking his cock as Pam and I pleasured each other.

After we had both climaxed, Pam and I helped Jamie get off again.  
This time Pam took Jamie's load in her mouth, and I think she 
swallowed most of it before she kissed me.  We never let on to 
Jamie that Pam and I had been licking each other's pussy for the 
last few months.

Afterward, the three of us lounged around on Jamie's bed for a 
while. Pam and I tried to get Jamie's cock hard again, but he 
stopped us. 

"My cock hurts. I don't think I can handle another hard-on 
tonight."

So, we just talked about what we had done.  Jamie wanted to know 
when Pam could come over again.  We discussed ideas for times and 
places we might be able to get together.  This went on until it 
was time for my parents to come home.  Pam and I retreated to my 
room.

Pam and I didn't play around anymore that night.  We both were 
sexually satisfied from our activities with Jamie.  We just 
talked about what we would like to do the next time we could get 
together with Jamie.  We also talked about the possibility of 
getting Sarah involved with him too. 

I said, “I’ll tell her what we did, and see if she wants to try 
it.”

Pam surprised me by asking, "Do you think Jamie would fuck me 
next time.  I would let him do it too."

"Really?  I never thought of doing that with him, but I'll bet he 
would do it if we asked him."

We talked awhile longer about Sarah and Jamie, and what we could 
all do together sometime.   We both fell asleep very pleased with 
how the night had turned out.  We both hoped we could arrange 
something soon when we all could be alone.

After that night I didn't have another chance to be with Pam or 
Sarah until the end of the school year, but I did spend many 
happy hours with Jamie when our parents were not home.

The first Saturday after school let out for summer vacation, my 
dad took me shopping with him.  When we returned home, my mom 
told me that Mrs. Clark called and asked if I could come over to 
see her for a few minutes.

The thought that Mrs. Clark wanted to see me made me tingle.  I 
knew Sarah was at her grandmother’s house for the weekend, so 
whatever Mrs. Clark wanted was going to be between us.

When I got to her house, Mrs. Clark was home alone.  She let me 
in, led me into the kitchen, and got us both a glass of ice tea. 

When we were both seated at the table with our tea, Mrs. Clark 
said, "Melissa, it has been a long time since we have had a 
chance to talk."

"I know.  It has been a couple of months at least."

"Have you missed me?"

"I’ve missed being with you very much."

"Well, how about telling me about what you’ve been up to since 
the last time we talked."

Somehow I knew she didn't want to hear about what I had been 
doing at school.  So I told her about the night Pam and I spent 
with Jamie, and about all the times I spent having oral sex with 
him since then. 

Mrs. Clark anxiously asked, “Has Sarah been with Jamie?” 

“Not yet.  Would it be all right if Sarah did join me and Jamie 
sometime?”

"I’d like Sarah to learn to enjoy giving oral sex to a boy, but I 
don't want her to have intercourse yet.  I want her to wait a 
couple more years before she loses her virginity.  Your mother 
and I discussed this and we both feel that you girls should wait 
a few more years before you have intercourse."

"You discussed this with my mom?!  I can't believe that you and 
my mom talked about me having sex.  Did you tell her about us?"

"Your mother and I have been friends a long time.  We tell each 
other almost everything, but I haven't told her everything about 
you and me."

I was a little freaked out by what Mrs. Clark just told me.  I 
wondered how much my mom knew about what I was doing with Mrs. 
Clark.  I was even more worried about what she knew of Sarah, Pam 
and Jamie.  I tried to get Mrs. Clark to tell me how much my mom 
knew, but she never would tell me anything specific.

"Your mom knows only what she needs to know, and she is glad that 
I’m helping you."

I was really confused by this turn of events.  Finally I asked, 
"What do I do now?"

"Keep doing what you have been doing, having fun learning about 
sex."

"Is this why you asked me to come over, to tell me that you and 
my mom think I should wait till I’m older to have intercourse?"

"Oh, no.  That's not what I wanted to talk about at all.  The 
reason I asked you to come over is to see if you would like to do 
me a big favor."

I was still a little shaken at that point.

“What kind of favor do you want?”

"Today is my husband's birthday, and I have promised him a very 
special surprise.  How would you feel about giving my husband a 
blowjob tonight?"

I was so surprised by what she said that I almost choked. "You 
want me to give Mr. Clark a blowjob?  Really?"

"Yes, really.  Bob thinks you are a very sexy young lady and I 
know that he fantasizes about you when he masturbates."

"He does?"

"Yes.  Do you think you could do that for me?"

"I guess.  If you want me to, I will ... but only if you're with 
me."

"Don't worry, I’ll be right there with you.  Now this is what I 
have planned.  I have already arranged with your mom for you to 
spend the night here.  Bob and I are going out to dinner for his 
birthday, and we’ll be out of the house till about 7:30 tonight.  
I want you to come over here at seven o'clock and bring your 
cheerleader uniform with you. You don't need the underpants that 
come with the uniform because I want you to wear regular white 
panties under the skirt.  When you get here, the house key will 
be under the welcome mat so you can let yourself in.  Go upstairs 
and change into your uniform.  Then just wait in the bedroom till 
I come and get you." 

She told me the rest of her plan and asked, “Do you understand or 
have any questions?  Will you do it?”

The idea of giving Mr. Clark a blowjob with her right there 
intrigued me.  Actually it made my panties wet. 

“I don't have any questions ... I guess ... I‘ll do it.”

"Okay, great.  I'll see you at seven.”

She walked me to the door.  Before I opened the door to leave, 
Mrs. Clark kissed me and pushed her tongue into my mouth.  As she 
continued to embrace me, she pushed her hand inside my panties 
and played with my clit.  She stopped before I had an orgasm.

"That’s just a preview for tonight." 

Mrs. Clark opened the door and I left.  I looked back at her 
feeling excited about what was going to happen later when I came 
back.

When I got back to my house, I began to worry about my mom.  What 
if she asked me what Mrs. Clark wanted, or asked why I was going 
to spend the night at Mrs. Clark's house when Sarah wasn't home?  
When I walked into the house, my mom was watering her plants.  As 
I came into the room she looked at me and smiled.

"Did you see Mrs. Clark?"

I got very tense as I responded.

"Yes, I saw her."

I waited for the next question without any idea of how I would 
answer her.  But there was no question. 

"Good.  Now, can you give me a hand cleaning this house?"

I spent the rest of the afternoon helping my mom around the 
house. During that whole time, she never once asked me about what 
I talked to Mrs. Clark about, or why I was spending the evening 
at her house.

At 6:00 I went up to my room, closed and locked my door.  I got 
out the photograph of Mrs. Clark sucking Mr. Clark's cock.  I sat 
down on my bed, looked at the picture, and marveled at the 
thought that later that evening, I was going to have that cock in 
my mouth.  I was getting so excited thinking about what I was 
going to be doing that I had to slip my hand in my panties and 
get myself off.

I put the picture back in its hiding place, and then went to take 
a shower.  I dressed in shorts and a t-shirt.  Then I packed my 
uniform in my overnight bag with a pair of white bikini panties 
that Jamie had told me looked sexy on me.  

When I was finished packing, it was almost seven o'clock.  So I 
headed downstairs with my bag.  My parents were sitting in the 
family room watching television.  When I walked through the room, 
my mom looked at me with a strange smile on her face.

"Have a good time tonight, sweetie."

I told them goodbye and left to go to the Clark’s house.  When I 
got there, I let myself in and went directly upstairs.  I went 
into Mrs. Clark's bedroom and started to change my clothes.  I 
put on the white bikini panties and my cheerleading skirt.  I was 
ready to put my bra on but decided not to wear one.  I knew from 
the things that Mrs. Clark had told me that Mr. Clark liked it 
when I didn't wear one.  Finally, I put on the short sleeve 
sweater that was the top part of the uniform.  I sat on the bed 
and waited anxiously for them to come home.

It was 7:40 when I heard the car pull into the driveway. My heart 
immediately began to beat harder and faster.  I could feel that 
familiar shiver run up my spine when I heard the front door open.

I could hear them talking downstairs, but couldn’t make out what 
they were saying.  It seemed to take forever, but when I looked 
at the clock it had only been a few minutes. 

I heard Mrs. Clark say, "Bob, sit here and I'll be back in a 
couple of minutes."

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

Mrs. Clark came into the bedroom smiling, and whispered, "Are you 
ready?"

I whispered back, "Yes." 

As quietly as possible, I followed Mrs. Clark back downstairs and 
into the kitchen.  Mrs. Clark pointed toward the dining room and 
I peeked in and saw Mr. Clark sitting at the dining room table 
with his back to the kitchen door.

When I turned back to the kitchen Mrs. Clark was lighting candles 
on a birthday cake.  After she had all of the candles lit, she 
had me pick up the cake and carry it to the doorway leading into 
the dining room. 

Before we went into the dining room, Mrs. Clark said, "Okay Bob, 
close your eyes, and don't peek until I say you can.  Okay?"

"Okay, my eyes are closed." 

I followed Mrs. Clark into the room and stood at the table next 
to Mr. Clark. 

"Okay.  You can open your eyes now." 

The two of us immediately started singing happy birthday to him.  
When Mr. Clark opened his eyes and saw me standing there in my 
cheerleader outfit holding his birthday cake, he was speechless.  
We finished singing to him and he just stared at me and looked 
over at Mrs. Clark.  He quickly returned his gaze to me. Finally 
I set the cake in front of him.

I said, "Blow out the candles and make a wish."

Mr. Clark blew out the candles.  His face lit up with a big 
smile.

"I guess I get my wish tonight.  Thank you, Colleen ... and thank 
you too, Melissa.  You both are very pretty tonight."

“You’re welcome, hon.  Now let’s eat some cake before we give you 
your ... present,” she told him teasingly.

The three of us sat and had a piece of cake.  The whole time we 
were eating, Mr. Clark couldn't get the smile off his face. 

When we finished the cake, Mrs. Clark said, "Well, Bob.  Should 
we go upstairs and see if your wish is going to come true?"

We all got up from the table and walked out of the room together.  
After we reached the stairway, Mr. Clark said, "Melissa, why 
don't you go first."

As I started up the stairs, Mrs. Clark laughed and said, "He just 
wants you to go first so he can look up your skirt, sweetie."

Growing bolder now, I reached behind me and flipped my skirt up 
so he would be sure to see my panties. 

"I don't mind if he peeks," I said while giggling.

When we got to the bedroom, Mrs. Clark undressed her husband and 
told him to lie down on the bed.  My eyes were locked on Mr. 
Clark's cock, already hard and standing straight up.  It was much 
bigger that Jamie's, but I already knew that it would be because 
I had seen it in the photograph.

I stared at him openly as he took his cock in his hand and began 
to play with it.  While he stroked his cock, Mrs. Clark told me 
to show myself off for him.  So I did some jumps and spins, 
enough to give Mr. Clark plenty of peeks at my panties.  Mr. 
Clark watched without saying a word, he just lay there smiling 
and stroking his cock. 

Mrs. Clark came up behind me, put her arms around me, and pressed 
her hands against my breasts.

"Sweetie, how about doing that again, only this time without your 
panties?" she asked.

Mrs. Clark lifted my skirt and pushed my panties down my legs.  
When they were around my ankles, I stepped out of them.

I did the same moves I had before, and I could tell that Mr. 
Clark enjoyed watching.  This time when I finished, Mrs. Clark 
whispered in my ear, "It's time to suck his cock now."

I crawled onto the bed on my hands and knees and got between his 
legs.  I lowered my head to his cock and slowly took it into my 
mouth.  The head was already wet with his pre-cum and I liked the 
way it tasted.  As I was moving down taking more of his cock into 
my mouth, there was a bright flash in the room.  I didn't know 
what it was right away and I just kept on sucking him. 

Mrs. Clark came over to the bed after a couple of minutes and 
helped me take my sweater off, after which I went right back to 
sucking Mr. Clark's cock.  There was another flash, and then I 
realized that Mrs. Clark was taking pictures.

“Mmmmm, Colleen.  She is very good at this.  Thank you, dear ... 
for arranging such a wonderful birthday for me.”

“I’m glad you are enjoying your present, Bob.  I think Melissa is 
enjoying your birthday as much as you are,” Mrs. Clark said, 
teasing her husband.

Shortly after taking the picture, Mrs. Clark came over, opened my 
skirt, and slipped it off my hips letting it drop around my 
knees.  She then helped me get it off the rest of the way.

Another flash and I was thinking about what I would look like in 
those pictures.  I was holding Mr. Clark's cock in one hand, and 
his balls in the other.  The head of his cock was sliding in and 
out of my mouth when I suddenly felt something wet on my little 
puckered butt hole.  Mrs. Clark was behind me pressing her tongue 
against my tightly closed sphincter.  She began to slather the 
valley that ran between my legs and up between the cheeks of my 
ass with her tongue. 

The sensations I was having in my pussy were making it hard for 
me to concentrate on what I was doing to Mr. Clark's cock.  
Apparently that didn't matter, because shortly Mr. Clark and I 
were both having our orgasms.  In the wild excitement generated 
by my orgasm, I began to swallow Mr. Clark's cum.

When it was over I collapsed with my face still in Mr. Clark's 
crotch.  Mrs. Clark continued to lick all of the sensitive areas 
between my legs for a few more minutes.

We rested for a while before Mrs. Clark and I both started 
licking and sucking on Mr. Clark. It took him a little time to 
recover, but soon we had his cock standing at attention again. 

Mrs. Clark said, “I want you to lie on your back underneath me so 
you can watch Bob’s cock as it penetrates my pussy.”

I hadn’t thought too much about the opportunity to see Mr. and 
Mrs. Clark fucking.  Now I was getting into a position to see it 
right at my face.

My head was between her legs as she was on her hands and knees.  
Mr. Clark got behind her and pushed his cock into Mrs. Clark's 
pussy.  I had never before even imagined what this would look 
like, and now here I was just inches away watching it happen.  As 
Mr. Clark pounded his cock into her, Mrs. Clark occasionally bent 
down and licked my pussy, which was right below her face.

Mr. Clark seemed to pump his cock into Mrs. Clark for an eternity 
and when he finally climaxed.  He grunted and I could see that 
each time he pulled his cock back, there was more and more cum 
coating it.  When he finally finished ejaculating, Mr. Clark 
pulled his cock out and moved off the bed.  At that point Mrs. 
Clark lowered her hips far enough that her pussy was just 
touching my lips. 

"Honey, eat my pussy.  Please?  I want you to suck all of Bob's 
cream from my hole."

I locked my lips over Mrs. Clark's pussy, and pushed my tongue 
inside.  As I did this, I could feel and taste the mixture of 
Mrs. Clark's nectar and Mr. Clark's cream as it flowed into my 
mouth.  In the position I was in, I had no choice but to swallow 
it, although I think even had I been on top, I still would have 
wanted to swallow their mixed cum.

After that we relaxed for a while, even going downstairs for a 
snack, the three of us still naked.  Later Mrs. Clark and I 
sucked Mr. Clark's cock again.  This time he climaxed in Mrs. 
Clark's mouth.  She took his whole load and held it in her mouth 
before she kissed me, and passed his cum to my mouth.  We 
continued to pass it back and forth while kissing until it had 
all been either swallowed of was running down our chins.

We ended the night with all us sleeping naked in the same bed.  A 
couple of times during the night, I felt someone either fingering 
my pussy or playing with by breasts. I didn't even bother to open 
my eyes to see who was doing it.  I didn't care.  I only knew 
that it felt good.

In the morning as we ate breakfast together, Mr. Clark thanked me 
for being such a wonderful birthday gift. 

He turned to Mrs. Clark, grinned and said, "You know what you can 
give me for my next birthday?  The same thing."

Mr. Clark turned to me and said, "When the time comes that you 
want to have a cock inside you, I hope you will consider letting 
me give you that pleasure." 

I felt a little tingle of excitement at the thought of having him 
do that to me.

Mrs. Clark punched him in the arm and said, "Are you trying to 
make a date with her right in front of me."

I knew she wasn't really mad at him because she was laughing when 
she said it. 

"You know I wouldn't do that behind your back.  You would be 
right there in the bed with us," he said with a devilish smile.

Mrs. Clark said, "Well then I like the idea."

I smiled at both of them as they looked back at me.  I knew there 
would be more times together for the three of us.  I kept 
thinking about what it would feel like for Mr. Clark to fuck me 
in the same position he had fucked Mrs. Clark last night.

After breakfast I took a shower and got dressed.  When I came 
downstairs Mr. Clark called me into his study. 

"Come check this out."

When I went to see what he was talking about I saw a picture on 
his computer screen of me in my cheerleading uniform, on the bed 
sucking Mr. Clark's cock.  He then showed me the other two 
pictures Mrs. Clark had taken. 

“Would you like to have a copy of these pictures?”

“Yeah ... can I?”

He put his arm around me and said, “Sure, sweetheart.  Let me 
print a set for you.”

I put the pictures in my bag, kissed both Mr. and Mrs. Clark, and 
headed home.

When I got home I was again nervous as I entered the house.  I 
didn't have answers to any questions my mom might ask, and that 
scared me.  My mom was in the kitchen when I came in.

“Melissa, is that you?”

I went out to the kitchen and my mom smiled at me.

“Did you have a good time?”

“Yeah, I did,”

I waited for the next question, but it never came. 

"I need to go shopping later, would you go with me."

I told her I would go, and then went up to my room.  I closed and 
locked my door, and then got my pictures out, looking at them 
again before I put them in my hiding place.

I sat on my bed for a while thinking about what I had done the 
previous night, and then about what I had been doing for most of 
the past year.  I thought about how lucky I was to have friends 
like Sarah and Pam, and how great it was to have someone like 
Mrs. Clark as my special friend.  Then there was the unexpected 
bonus of having Jamie as a brother.

All of these thoughts pleased me, but I had one concern.  What 
was the nature of Mrs. Clark's friendship with my mom?  Why were 
they discussing how old Sarah and I should be before we have 
intercourse?  Why didn't my mom ask me any questions about the 
previous night?  These things were a puzzle to me, and I decided 
that I would have to solve that puzzle no matter how long it 
took.


(continued in chapter 4) 
 
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