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Melissa’s Secrets
By Pookie


Chapter 36


Jennifer seemed so much more relaxed as we were holding each 
other, more relaxed than I had ever seen her before. There had 
been moments at the campground, after our emotional confrontation 
about Peter, when she had looked like this. But she seemed to 
really enjoy just being herself. I actually thought she was just 
beginning to discover who she really was.

It had to be a horrible feeling having to hide so much of 
yourself out of fear. I wanted our house to be a place she could 
be her lesbian self. Of course, there was the matter of her 
getting used to my parents knowing. I wasn’t too worried about 
that. Jamie would be more of a challenge, but I could kick his 
ass to keep him in line. Mom probably would as well!

Jennifer had gone along with me earlier today when we had sex 
with my bedroom door open. I knew Mom would likely be watching 
us, but Jennifer didn’t. I had known how Mom would react, which 
was exactly how she did, too. But Jennifer had shown a side of 
herself that surprised me a little, even though I thought she had 
some wildness in her. It concerned me a little as well. I didn’t 
want her getting too wild for her own good. She had so much more 
at stake than me.

“What are you thinking about,” she asked, still brushing my hair 
with her fingers.

“This afternoon when you went along with me ... licking each 
other, knowing Mom could walk in on us.” I moved my head up so I 
could see her face. She looked over at me contented like.

“I like taking chances sometimes,” she said looking down 
slightly, cutting her eyes up at me. And this was the girl who 
was terrified of people finding out she was a lesbian? Was I 
creating a monster?

“You and I need to be careful, or we’re going to drive off the 
cliff,” I sorta joked.

“Huh? Wait ... you mean Thelma and Louise? I liked that movie. 
It’s too bad they weren’t lesbians. I mean, ewwww, she actually 
slept with Brad Pitt.”

I was a little surprised she realized the movie I was referring 
to.

“Brad Pitt is a hottie, girl,” I declared. “Do all lesbians have 
vision problems?”

“Ha ha,” she huffily replied. “He’s handsome, but he has one of 
those dangly penis thingies.”

“I like dangly penis thingies, especially when they’re not 
dangly.”

“Dangly or not, they’re gross.”

“So, I won’t get you one for Christmas.”

“I don’t know how you can stand to touch them. They spit out all 
that disgusting slimy gunk.”

“Dude! You’ve been around ding dongs ever since you started 
camping naked. What the fuck?”

“I don’t ever look down ... at least when guys are around.”

“Your father and brother have one. Do they gross you out, too?”

“They’re family. I’ve learned to live with them slithering 
around.”

“It’s not a snake or anything ... unless you count Donkey Dick’s 
King Kong dong.”

“That one has to scare even you, girl.”

“As long as it keeps its distance ...” We both busted out in 
giggles.

I then asked, “What about dildoes? Are those icky too?”

“I’ve seen one. I didn’t touch it though.”

“Why didn’t you? They aren’t icky. Every mom has one.”

“Does yours?”

“A few. She has more vibrators than dildoes ... at least that I 
know of.”

“How do you know?”

“Chica, please,” I said. She grinned, but she was going to learn 
not to underestimate me so easily.

“A vibrator would be cool to have,” she said.

“So would a dildo.”

“Dildoes don’t vibrate ... just like guys. They just lay there.”

“They throb some when they’re all hard and yummy.”

“Throbbing isn’t the same as vibrating.”

“So if a penis vibrated, you’d play with one?”

“If it didn’t look like a penis.”

“The ridge of the head feels so good moving inside you though.”

“But it looks like a penis.”

“Gawd, are all lesbians so picky?”

“This one is.”

“I guess it’s a good thing I have a cooter.”

“I hate the word cooter. Turtles are cooters. And some penis 
thingies look like turtles.”

“That’s not the turtles fault,” I said, both of us giggling. “And 
I thought you never looked down?”

“I lied. I mean, it’s like the really goofy looking animals at 
the zoo. You can’t help but stare at the weirder ones.”

“Would you be happy if all the dickie doo floppies were in cages 
at a zoo?”

“Maybe if they were kept at the back end of the zoo. You know, 
the part you never actually get to see because it’s late in the 
day and your parents are ready to leave.”

“What if they had happy faces painted on them?”

“Then it would look like snot coming out of their noses when they 
blow.”

“What if the noses were glued shut?”

“Then it would look like it had a booger on its nose.”

“What if the booger was painted red to look like a clown’s nose?”

“Now you’re just being silly.”

She had a point. And speaking of yummy dangly things, Mom 
hollered from downstairs that Peter was here.

“I’m not finished with you yet, hater.” She stuck her tongue out 
at me. I so wanted to suck on it. Jennifer’s tongue or Peter’s 
pecker? Decisions, decisions.


******


We walked downstairs together to greet Peter. He was standing in 
front of the entrance to the family room. Interestingly, he had 
already taken his clothes off.

“That was fast,” I told him.

“What was fast?”

“Your clothes! You must’ve been taking them off as you came in 
the front door!”

He blushed a little. Jennifer almost giggled. I then kissed him 
to make him feel better.

I glanced into the family room. Daddy and Mom were sitting next 
to each other on the couch. Everything looked normal, as far as I 
could tell. Mom must have done a fast number on Daddy for them to 
be sitting so relaxed. Had Daddy done a number on Mom as well?

“We’ll be upstairs,” I said to my parents.

“Okay, Melissa,” Mom replied nonchalantly. Daddy just gave us a 
big smile.

I grabbed Peter’s clothes and took them with me ... in case 
anyone stopped by.

Just as we reached my bedroom, I asked Jennifer to wait inside 
for us. She knew I wanted to talk to Peter alone for a moment. 
She was cool about it. I was glad, because I didn’t want the two 
of them acting jealous over me. She took his clothes from me and 
left us alone.

“You’re acting weird,” I told him.

He glanced toward my bedroom door, and then pulled me further 
down the hall.

“What are you planning,” Peter asked.

“I thought Jennifer and I could fuck your mouth and ass with 
strap-ons.”

He glowered at me.

“I dunno, dude. Hang out. Work on our plan to take over the 
world. Order a pizza. We’re not going to ambush you though,” I 
told him, reaching to fondle his cock.

“Don’t get me hard ...”

“In front of the lesbian? Don’t worry. I doubt she’ll bite it off 
or anything,” I snickered as I then took his hand and pulled him 
into the bedroom.

“Are you guys cool?” Jennifer asked.

“Yeah. Peter thought we might play dress-up with him.”

“That could be fun,” Jennifer replied, grinning deviously. I was 
almost tempted to go for it. I wondered just how Jennifer would 
want to dress him up.

“No fucking way,” Peter exclaimed, shaking his head determinedly.

“Your loss,” I teased him.

I had never seen him feeling quite so ... out of place.

“Relax, Peter. We’re just jerking your chain some.”

Jennifer said, “Leave me out of the chain jerking, chica.”

We sat and talked about the weekend again. I told them both that 
a few people had possibly spotted lights up in the fire tower 
Saturday night, and that Mom had gotten a confession out of me, 
but wasn’t going to rat us out.

“I guess it was kinda stupid to take lights up with us,” I said.

“I’m just glad nobody came to check it out while we were still up 
there,” Peter added. “Getting busted with weed and alcohol 
would’ve pissed off all our parents.”

“My parents would’ve killed and buried me, and then grounded me 
for life. I know I wouldn’t be here spending the night.”

We were all quiet for a second. I wondered just how harsh her 
parents would have been. I still wasn’t sure I understood them at 
all. They wanted to fool around with me, but would they keep 
Jennifer away from me if they didn’t approve of something we did 
together? Or would her mom work on my butt with a wooden paddle 
again? Or something worse even? I figured we would cross that 
bridge when the time came.

Suddenly Jennifer smiled. “Guys, this reminds me of what Peter 
and I saw at the campground last year.”

She had my interest. “What did you see?”

Peter looked at her not sure what she was referring to.

“You know, Peter, when we spied on those two women together with 
that guy?”

He grinned, “Yeah, now I remember. Too bad you weren’t there, 
Mel.”

“Thanks for reminding me that I was too young then to even know 
about nude camping. It would’ve corrupted my mind and rotted my 
teeth,” I huffed. “Anybody care to fill me in?”

“Jennifer and I were walking the trail when we heard some 
laughing and wondered what was going on,” Peter said. “There was 
this guy with two women. We didn’t know any of them. They had 
slipped off into an opening just off the walking path and were 
lying on some large towels. There were no other people in sight. 
So we snuck up on them.”

“What were they doing?”

“They were having sex.”

“It was pretty neat, it was the first time I had ever seen two 
women having sex together,” Jennifer giggled. “The two ladies 
were kissing and making out as the man was lying back watching 
and stroking his cock.”

“I’m surprised you looked at his cock,” I teased. She smirked at 
me.

“So, what were they doing?” I asked her.

“I just told you. The two ladies were kissing. But all you heard 
me say was ‘cock’,” she said with another smirk.

I smirked playfully back at her, and then scooted up on my bed to 
lie next to her.

“Like this?” I asked, turning my head to kiss a surprised 
Jennifer, but she quickly got into it as I pulled her closer.

“Yeah,” Peter replied, staring at us intently. His cock seemed to 
like what was going on as well.

“Play with it,” I challenged him.

“What?” he asked, probably hoping I meant something other than 
what he suspected.

“Your cock, silly. Jennifer said that’s what the guy did.”

He blushed a little as he wrapped his hand around his steely hard 
shaft. Jerking off in front of me was one thing. Doing it in 
front of a lesbian had to be a little weird for him.

“What else did the ladies do?” I asked Jennifer.

“They started playing with each other’s tits,” she replied. She 
also knew what I was up to after telling Peter to play with his 
pecker.

Before I could even move my hand, she was already cupping and 
massaging my breast closest to her. I looked at her, surprised 
she was being so bold in front of Peter. She blushed a little, 
but also flashed a wicked look at me. This girl might be 
inexperienced and even a little shy, but she wasn’t nearly shy 
enough to stop her from being daring.

I reached for her breast and lovingly caressed it, tweaking her 
hard nipple between my fingers, making it stand out even more 
than it had been. I glanced over at Peter. His eyes were locked 
on the two of us while his hand was locked around his dick, 
stroking it slowly.

“What next?” I asked.

“The blonde began sucking the brunette’s nipple,” Peter quickly 
stated. He knew what was going on as well.

I looked at Jennifer. “Do you want to be the blonde?”

She hesitated for a moment, thinking.

“You might better be the blonde,” she replied.

“Why?” I asked, looking between her and Peter.

She looked down for a moment. Peter then answered for her, “She 
was the one who did things with the guy.”

“Was the brunette a lesbian?”

“I dunno,” Jennifer said. “But she really didn’t do anything much 
with the guy.”

I noted that she didn’t say the brunette hadn’t done anything 
with the guy.

“Okay, I’m the blonde,” I expectantly told her. She responded by 
lowering her mouth to my nipple, slurping on it as she alternated 
between softly sucking and licking it. I think she was putting on 
a show for Peter as much as trying to make me feel good. She did 
have great nipple sucking skills.

“Is that how she did it, sweetie?” I asked Peter who was 
breathing a little faster. He nodded

“Just like that?” I asked, smiling.

“Exactly like that.”

“So, she was putting on a show for the guy?”

“Yeah.”

“Just like Jennifer is ... just for you?”

“Fuck yeah,” he groaned as Jennifer gently bit my nipple and 
pulled it away from my breast for a short time. I whimpered 
softly along with his groan.

“Then what?” I asked somewhat breathlessly.

“We’ll show you,” Jennifer replied for Peter.

Jennifer sensuously slid down my body. Her eyes never left mine 
as she moved down between my wide-spread legs, her tongue gently 
caressing my pussy lips. Peter moved to take her place at my 
breast, lovingly sucking and licking it as he turned his head to 
watch Jennifer.

She took to having an audience quite well. It had been rather 
dark Saturday night in the fire tower. My bedroom had plenty of 
light, and Peter was enthralled watching Jennifer. He had seen 
girls going down on each other before, but never Jennifer. So 
this was new for him.

My orgasm was intense, but Peter quickly covered my mouth with 
his. I knew he was concerned how Jennifer would react. She would 
have surely known Mom could hear me wailing like earlier this 
afternoon. Peter didn’t know that Mom had been cool about it. He 
didn’t want the fun to stop though, and I certainly didn’t 
either.

“Whew! Now I really do wish I’d been there last year!” I said, 
panting still.

“That’s not all they did,” Peter informed me.

“What else?” I asked, my interest becoming piqued again.

“The women changed places,” he replied.

“Cool,” I said, moving and getting Jennifer to take my place on 
the bed.

“I’m not so sure ...” Jennifer started saying, suddenly acting 
very shy and reluctant.

“It’s cool, chica,” I said, lying with my face right at her cute 
cunt. “Peter’s seen me licking pussy before.”

“You have?” she asked him as I went down on her.

“Yeah.” He simply replied.

I was afraid he would say too much about who all I had gone down 
on before. I needed to break all that to her when the time was 
right.

“I still don’t think this is a good idea ...” she started, before 
I lifted my head and interrupted.

“Just go with it, gorgeous. It’s just the three of us. And we’re 
all best friends, right? Nobody else will know,” I replied, 
attempting to soothe her nerves. I wasn’t sure why having Peter 
watch us was making her so uneasy.

I would have liked to have taken a glance at my door to see if 
Mom might be there watching us, or perhaps even recording us on 
video. But I didn’t dare, afraid that if she were spying on us, 
Jennifer might spot her if she looked as well.

Instead, I focused all my attention on her. Jennifer lay before 
me. Her legs spread wide and her knees up. Her pussy was so open. 
I just loved the way her small lips were peeking out from her 
outer lips that were pretty flat. It was so cute that I could 
pull her inner lips so far apart. I just liked to look at the wet 
pink flesh of her pussy.

I fluttered my tongue between her adorable lips. Her pussy tasted 
as good as it looked, as it always did.

Peter situated himself next to Jennifer like he had with me 
earlier. Jennifer seemed to go into panic mode, but didn’t say 
anything. I couldn’t figure out what the problem was ... until 
Peter began caressing below her breasts.

I lifted my head, “Are you okay, girl?”

“Yeah ... I guess.”

“Is that what the man did? Rub her tummy?”

“Not really ...” she replied.

I looked into Peter’s eyes. I knew then that they had seen the 
man do more. I knew he wanted to do it as well. In a sick way, I 
wanted him to do it, too.

“It’s just us, Jennifer. No one will know.”

“I know ...” She was trying not to wuss out, but she was 
struggling with the idea of what Peter was on the verge of doing.

“Do you want Peter to stop?”

She lifted her head to look at me intently. I wasn’t trying to 
push her into it. If she said stop, it would stop, and I would 
think no less about her. After all, she was a lesbian. But I 
think she saw what I said as a challenge.

“Don’t stop,” she firmly said.

I looked at Peter and sorta shrugged, and again stared at the 
seriously sexy pussy in my face.

Unable to resist any longer, I went back to licking and sucking 
her juicy cunt. I kept my eyes on Peter though, not knowing just 
what the man had done to the woman the previous year. Part of the 
mystery was solved when he started playing with her tits. 
Jennifer tensed for a few moments, but then relaxed and let go. 
Her eyes were closed though.

The rest of the mystery was solved a few minutes later when Peter 
lowered his head and took her nipple in his mouth. She definitely 
tensed up when that happened, but she again quickly relaxed and 
went with what was happening to her.

Watching Peter momentarily brought on a bad feeling though. I 
felt a serious pang of jealousy as I watched his mouth attached 
to her breast. For just a brief moment I remembered just how I 
had felt when I thought Jennifer had been after him. But I 
quickly pushed it out of my mind and a more intense erotic 
feeling came over me as I watched them. It was her first time 
experiencing any kind of intimacy with a boy. It seriously turned 
me on, and made me feel closer to her than ever that she would do 
this together with me.

I was proud of her. And I was determined to give her the best 
orgasm she had ever had. I used several fingers to fuck her while 
I worked my magic on her swollen clit. She was squirming and 
moaning as she gave into what was happening.

She yelped really loud as her body stiffened, her back and hips 
rising off the bed. She was saying ‘oh god’ over and over as I 
refused to move my mouth and fingers away. She finally reached 
down, firmly pushing my head away.

“Too much, Mel! Oh Gawd, yesssss!” she said loudly and then began 
to groan and whimper as I kept finger fucking her. Peter’s mouth 
was still attached to her tit, sucking on it firmly.

“Please! Enough!” she finally wailed. Peter and I both pulled 
away. Her hand immediately cupped and squeezed her pussy, riding 
out the last of her orgasms.

Peter backed off as I quickly slithered up her body to hold her 
to me.

“Wow,” she exclaimed after a short time, breathing deeply.

“That was incredible, chica,” I softly told her, kissing her chin 
as she continued panting, still catching her breath.

She finally looked at Peter. Her gaze made me wonder if she was 
now regretting letting what we did happen.

“I’m sorry,” I quickly said as I looked at Jennifer.

“I was the one who said it was okay.”

“I didn’t know what you guys had seen. You really didn’t have to 
do it.”

“I wanted to,” she admitted, surprising me. “I may never do it 
again, but I wanted to while you were with me.”

I started to say that he just played with and sucked her tit. It 
wasn’t like he stuffed his cock down her throat, but I didn’t. I 
was glad she let herself go with me. I planned to be more careful 
though in the future. I didn’t want her to think I was pushing 
her to do stuff with guys. Yeah, I was concerned that guys would 
possibly suspect she was a lesbian, but she didn’t have to do 
anything with me she didn’t want to do.”

“Listen, Jennifer. I’m glad you had the girlie balls to let go 
and do something wild, especially for a lesbian, but I’ll never 
push you to do something like that. You’re my friend, not a 
specimen for me to experiment with.”

“Thanks, Mel. I just didn’t want you to think I was wimping out. 
I knew what he might do.”

“You do what you’re cool with. Don’t worry about impressing me by 
how hetero you can be for the fun of it.”

She hugged me tightly.

“So, is that all they did?” I asked, grinning.

“Not exactly,” Jennifer said, looking at me deviously before 
reaching to grab Peter’s cock.

My eyes went wide as she fondled it for a moment, and then began 
stroking it.

Peter had closed his eyes. He was clearly enjoying it. “Uhhhh, 
Jennifer. That feels nice.”

I stared in amazement. In just a matter of minutes, she went from 
not wanting anything to do with a cock, to jerking off the one 
attached to my boyfriend. I was conflicted. I felt jealous that 
she was doing it without asking me first, but it was incredibly 
awesome to watch. It left me speechless. I guess it showed in my 
face as well.

“Are you okay, Mel,” she asked.

“Yeah ... I guess,” I breathlessly replied. It was my turn now to 
be unnerved, and Jennifer seemed to be enjoying it as she 
continued stroking my boyfriend’s ... uh ... penis thingie.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Don’t stop,” I firmly said. The eroticism of it all was 
overwhelming the jealousy I felt. She grinned at me as she kept 
working her hand along his shaft. I just stared in awe as my 
lesbian lover gave Peter a first class handjob to a boy’s yucky 
cock.

Peter was so turned on that she didn’t have to stroke him for 
very long. He began to breathe hard and his cock was jerking in 
her hand.

When he started to cum, the first couple of streamers shot way 
across my bed. I was impressed with both of them. Jennifer did 
something I never would have expected, and Peter probably set a 
personal record for spurting distance. The idea of a lesbian 
jerking him off probably had a lot to do with it.

As his spurts started coming to an end, cum was draining onto 
Jennifer’s hand. Her face contorted in disgust. I started 
giggling. She quickly remembered just how yucky a penis could be.

“Ewwww,” she exclaimed. “I told you the gooey slime was 
disgusting.”

She held up her hand like it had shit all over it. I laughed and 
fell over on the bed.

“And it stinks, too!” she added. “Get me something to get this 
mess off my hand!”

I sat back up pulling her hand to my mouth, licking Peter’s cum 
off.

“Gross out! I’m not kissing you again anytime soon,” she stated. 
I almost choked trying not to laugh again.

After I had most of his cum licked off, I grabbed hold of her 
wrist and pulled her into the hallway to go to the bathroom to 
wash our hands, and rinse my mouth out ... just for her.

Mom was at the top of the stairs when we came out of the bedroom. 
She looked at us both like we were nuts as I led Jennifer to the 
bathroom while Jennifer had this disgusted look on her face, her 
wet hand hanging like it was about to fall off. I wasn’t sure if 
Mom realized what was going on. I just smiled at her as we 
passed. We would talk later.

Jennifer held her hand over the sink and I started washing it. 
She wasn’t about to touch it with her other hand. I soaped it 
thoroughly for her and rinsed it off.

“You don’t have like some kind of hospital strength sanitizer?”

“Chica, it’s not freaking radioactive or anything. I’ll give you 
one of my hands if this one rots off. Happy?” 

We both started giggling at how silly she was acting.

I finished washing my hands, and then made a show out of gargling 
my mouthwash, which almost caused me to swallow the stuff.

As we dried our hands, I asked her, “What made you do that?”

“The handjob?”

I nodded. Like what else could it be!

She shrugged. “I wanted to do something nice for him.”

“Bullshit, girl. You lie to boys, not to me.”

“I just wanted to do something crazy to show you I wasn’t a 
wimp.”

“Well, you were doing great at it ... until you went all blubbery 
on me over my boyfriend’s protein shake ...” I said, looking at 
her previously spunky hand.

She blushed, “Sorry.”

I smiled at her. “It was daring as fuck though. You definitely 
shocked me.”

She looked at me, flashing that devilish look again. Gawd, she 
was going to be so much fun to hang out with!

“One other thing I’d like to know,” I said. “Why did it look like 
he wasn’t the first one you’ve ever given a handjob?”

She smiled coyly. “I’ve spied on Derek and Julie a few times at 
my house. I’ve seen her give him one a few times.”

“Whoa, girl. You said Saturday night that his door was always 
closed.”

“I know. I was too embarrassed to admit I spied on them. I’d just 
told you earlier that day that I was a lesbian. We were starting 
to be better friends. I didn’t want to freak you out by admitting 
I had done crazy stuff like that. I was afraid you would’ve 
thought I was seriously weird.”

I don’t think I could ever call anyone weird after the past few 
months.

“Chica, I spy on everyone. You don’t have to keep stuff like that 
from me.”

“I’ve tried to catch them doing stuff whenever I had a chance,” 
she admitted. “I almost got caught several times. I even hid in 
his closet once hoping to get a closer view.”

I looked at her amazed. She was more daring than I had thought.

“You never got caught spying?”

“Nope,” she proudly proclaimed. “And, I’ve seen Derek giving 
himself a handjob a few times, too.”

“Way to go, Jennifer!” I softly exclaimed. “Did you rub one out 
while spying?”

“One time ... while focusing on Julie,” she replied and blushed. 
“I bet you’ve watched Jamie doing it, too.”

If she only knew what Jamie and I had been doing with each other.

“Yeah, I’ve spied on him a few times,” I admitted, and then 
quickly change the focus. “Did you ever watch your brother and 
Julie fucking?”

“One time,” she answered excitedly.

This girl was full of surprises.

She continued, “They didn’t have the door closed all of the way. 
So, I pushed it open a little wider. But all I could see was 
Julie on her back with her knees wide apart and Derek humping on 
her.”

“Was Julie enjoying it?”

“It certainly looked and sounded like she was. I didn’t dare 
watch long though because my parents were in the house, too.”

“And you left the door open?”

“No, silly. I pulled it back to where it was when I found it. I 
waited a few moments and said something loud so they’d notice the 
door wasn’t closed.”

“Good call. Gawd knows how your parents would’ve reacted if 
they’d caught them. I guess you do love your brother.”

“He’s cool most of the time.”

Since she had been so daring with Derek and Julie, I decided to 
see if she would go a step further.

“Do you want to watch Peter humping me?”

She started looking everywhere but at me. I was openly 
challenging her. She seemed to stiffen and then looked at me.

“I was afraid this would come up.”

“You saw Julie getting humped. You seemed to like watching that,” 
I told her.

“It’s different with you though ...”

I knew what her problem likely was. She didn’t like the idea of 
watching my pussy getting slimed.”

“My pussy is washable, you know?”

“It’s not just that ... I mean, his thing is inside you ...”

“His thing has been inside me a lot already.”

“But I’d actually be seeing it.”

“I could have a hazardous waste team on standby,” I sarcastically 
said. She giggled, which got me giggling.

“Just promise you’ll clean your cooch three times a day.”

“I supposed I should use mouthwash down there as well?”

“Would you do that for me?” she giggled. I tickled her sides for 
that one.

Then she seriously said, “Just keep it cleaned out for me.”

I chuckled. “Chica, I’m all about being clean down there.”

She giggled a little. “I know, you always taste pretty good.”

“Just pretty good?” I tickled her sides and she had to laugh.

“Okay, okay, really good.” She tried to get away from me.

Getting back to Peter, I added, “You know you wouldn’t have to 
touch Peter or anything ... unless you wanted to.”

“I think I’ve touched him enough,” she plainly stated, which made 
me and then her giggle.

“You can just watch. It’ll be like being inside the cages at the 
back end of the zoo,” I said, trying not to laugh.

She smirked at me, and then said, “I’ll watch.”

“Come on,” I said, pulling her by the hand. “This is gonna be 
fun.”

I glanced back at her for a moment. She looked like she was being 
lead to an execution. But she wasn’t balking.

At the bedroom door, she stopped me. She then pulled me into an 
embrace and deeply kissed me.

“What was that about?” I asked her.

“That may be the last time I’ll kiss you for the next few hours.”

I snorted at her, and again started pulling her along with me.

Stopping me yet again, “Wait, Mel ... Is it really protein?”

“Yeah, and they say it makes your boobies grow if it’s spurted 
all over them, too. I’m sure that part’s a lie though,” I said, 
looking down at my breasts. 

“Who is ‘they’?” she asked. “And I love your boobies.”

“I dunno, but ‘they’ is not a lesbian. And you can love my 
boobies anytime you want. Now c’mon!” I said, pulling her into my 
bedroom.

Peter was resting comfortably on my bed. His dick kinda soft but 
with traces of his cum still on it.

We both climbed on the bed and lay next to him, with him in the 
middle. He grinned at Jennifer big time. “Did you get your hand 
disinfected and sterilized?”

Jennifer playfully punched him. “Don’t be a jerk, Peter.”

He laughed.

“Your dick didn’t get cleaned though,” I chastised him.

“The bathroom was occupied,” he said, being a smartass. “I prefer 
alternative cleaning methods better.”

“Oh, you do? Like this?” I leaned over him and took his cock in 
my mouth, sucking on it hard to get his attention.”

He moaned. “Yeah, but don’t rip it off, though.” After a short 
time, he was arching his back to fuck my mouth with his 
rejuvenated erection.

I glanced at Jennifer who watched us with a look of disgust on 
her face. I sat up letting Peter’s cock slip from my mouth.

“What?” I asked her.

She shook her head. “Go ahead, don’t mind me. I told you I’d 
watch you two.”

I turned my attention back to Peter’s bobbing cock. This whole 
thing had him so incredibly horny.

After sucking him a little longer, I snuggled up to him and we 
started to kiss, softly and tenderly at first, but our kisses 
soon became more urgent and demanding.

“Make love to me, Peter,” I whispered and rolled over on my back.

His hand was rubbing all over my tummy and then moved between my 
legs cupping my mound. He squeezed and pushed on it making me so 
wet.

His head was directly above my breasts. Peter lightly licked over 
my pointy nipples and then blew softly on them. The wetness of 
his spit coupled with the cool air caused them to become erect 
and hard.

I slipped one hand down to his already stiffened cock and began 
stroking it. His hand on my mound felt wonderful. I instinctively 
spread my legs wide for him. He took the signal and moved over 
me. I never let go of his cock, but now lined it up with my very 
wet opening. He pushed into my pussy and bottomed out in one 
smooth and deep thrust.

I moaned as he fucked me, slow and deep. My hands were rubbing 
his flanks urging him on. “Yeesss,” I hissed, “Fuck me, lover, 
fuck me hard.”

I noticed Jennifer moving so that she could look between my legs 
to see Peter’s cock in my pussy. I swung my legs up higher to 
give her a better view of his cock pistoning in my cunt. But then 
I thought of a better view for her.

“Peter, let me get on top,” I whispered hoarsely. He moved 
quickly so that he was reclining with his back against the 
headboard. I sat in his lap with my back to him and my legs 
stretched out along with his. I reached between our legs, taking 
his cock in my hand, and lowered myself until it was deep inside 
me.

Jennifer moved so that she was lying between our legs, her face 
only inches away from my cock filled cunt. I was slowly riding 
Peter. She had the best possible view of us, my lips pushed in as 
I slid down his shaft to almost his balls, and then those same 
lips were dragging along his hard flesh as I lifted. I arched my 
back to give me the best angle to take him all the way inside me. 
Each time my butt touched his hips, I tilted my pelvis back and 
forth like I had seen Sarah doing it last night, squeezing him 
tightly. 

In that position, I could closely watch Jennifer’s reactions. For 
a girl who hated the idea of a cock even coming close to the 
pussy she so adored, Jennifer was definitely enthralled by what 
she was watching. 

Peter then reached out to grab underneath my thighs just above my 
knees, and pulled my legs back against me as I reclined against 
his chest. I was totally exposed to Jennifer. My slit was so open 
as I first moved my hips in small circles with about half of 
Peter’s cock still inside me. He thrust his hips upwards, and I 
again arched my back a little and pushed down, taking all of him 
deeply. I wanted Jennifer to see how deep his cock was inside of 
me.

I didn’t lift my hips up, but instead writhed back and forth like 
before, working his cock with my body. I made a mental note to 
ask Sarah who taught her that. My boyfriend’s moans and groans 
told me that he liked what I was doing to him. His cock was 
feeling so good, staying so deep in my pussy.

Jennifer watched for a few moments longer and then moved beside 
us, kneeling next to us on the bed. She scooted up close so that 
she could touch me. She kissed my cheek and my neck avoiding my 
mouth. I had to grin a little knowing why she avoided it. Her 
hand found one of my breasts and squeezed it oh so good. She 
pinched my nipples sometimes a little hard making me wince from 
the pain. Her other hand found the small of my back and she 
pushed against it, moving with me in the rhythm of my fucking.

The hand on my breasts moved lower across my tummy and down to my 
pussy. Her finger found my clit and started to gently rub it. I 
wailed out loud as a first strong orgasm washed through me. I 
pushed my bottom hard against Peter as my pussy spasmed around 
his shaft. He pushed himself upward into me as I squealed. His 
cock never felt bigger than at that moment. But Peter wasn’t 
cumming yet.

I finally was able to breathe again, taking deep breaths as my 
pussy continued to throb around his cock.

“Shit, that felt incredible!” I exclaimed between my gasps for 
air. “We’re definitely doing this again,” I said, looking deep 
into Jennifer’s eyes. She smiled, which raised my hopes that this 
wouldn’t be our only threesome together.

I pushed Jennifer out of the way and moved off Peter. Both had a 
puzzled look on their faces not knowing what I had in mind next. 
I got on my hands and knees.

“Peter,” I panted. “Take me from behind.”

He scooted around, quickly got into position and rutted into me 
again. Jennifer lay down next to me, her face close but far 
enough away to avoid kissing me. I looked at her and noticed the 
pained expression on her face. I reached out to her and she took 
my hand and kissed it over and over again. This couldn’t be easy 
for her to watch me, the girl she loved, getting fucked on and on 
by a boy with his penis thingy pushing into my pussy. She knew he 
would shortly spew his cum into the pussy she craved licking and 
sucking.

I pulled her closer to me and our faces touched. She looked at me 
wide-eyed, but after staring at each other for a bit she kissed 
me fully on my lips. She probably figured that none of Peter’s 
stuff was still in my mouth.

She rolled over on her back and moved close to my tits. I lifted 
up a little and she slid underneath my upper body. Immediately I 
felt her lips on my nipple, sucking it, nibbling on it, and 
licking it, sending electric jolts through my body. 

Her fingers began playing with my clit again while Peter’s dick 
sawed in and out of my cunt. His cock and balls had to be 
touching her hand at least a little bit, but she wasn’t pulling 
it away from my hard little bud. When the girl was horny and 
having sex, she seemed to be able to let go of her inhibitions 
some. Even with his cock right there, she wasn’t shying away from 
touching me how she wanted. Our combined fuck juices were likely 
getting on her fingers. It wasn’t globs of cum, but it had to 
have at least some of that evil boy juice mixed in.

What she did next really surprised me. She crawled out from under 
me, and knelt beside the two of us. She closely watched Peter’s 
cock fucking into me. She then pressed on my upper back until I 
was lying on the bed, with my butt still high in the air. She 
kept pushing a little as her hand moved down my back, causing my 
back to arch and my pelvis to turn upward more. When she moved 
her hand away, she then began pulling my ass cheeks apart.

At first I thought she wanted a better view from above, but then 
she lowered her face and started licking the top of the valley 
that led to my butthole. Her tongue followed that valley until it 
was against it ... with Peter’s cock plunging in my pussy just 
inches lower ... right in front of her face. 

After a short time, she moved her arms and hands to get into a 
better position to pull me open even farther, pushing her tongue 
inside my ass as far as she could, which wasn’t much considering 
the angle. It did cause Peter to slow down his thrusting, but I 
quickly understood why he did.

“Fuck yeah!” Peter exclaimed. “That is so fucking hot to watch!”

I don’t know exactly what he was able to see, but Jennifer’s 
tongue felt great trying to work its way deeper inside my butt. 
The chica definitely had an ass fetish.

Where was my mother with the camera when I needed her?

Jennifer then moved away and rolled on to her back again, getting 
me to lift my upper body, and crawling back underneath me. This 
time though she slid all the way until her pussy was below my 
face, which meant her own face was just beneath my pussy and 
Peter’s dick. Her hands reached up over my hips, lifting herself. 
Moments later, her tongue was lapping away at my clit, with 
Peter’s cock just above her face. I lowered my head and returned 
the favor to her pussy.

All three of us were moaning and groaning as we got lost in each 
other. I came hard and loud again, but pushed my mouth against 
Jennifer’s pussy to muzzle myself. I’m not sure why I bothered, 
but it did seem to set Jennifer off when I did that. Her squeals 
weren’t nearly as loud as mine get, but they do get your 
attention. I kept moaning into her juicy cunt, and she kept 
squealing.

I had heard someone joking about a humjob one time. I wondered if 
this was it. 

“Oh shit,” Peter said urgently a short time later, which signaled 
that he was about to fill me with his boy cum. While Jennifer 
might have been lost in the moment before, she quickly retreated 
from underneath me after Peter’s forewarning.

Peter slammed purposefully into me as he came, grunting loudly as 
he shot his load. He timed the rest of his deep thrusts to the 
remaining spurts.

When he had emptied himself into my pussy, we all collapsed 
together on the bed, with me in the middle. All of us were sweaty 
and still panting somewhat. We rested for a while enjoying lying 
close together.

Then I propped myself up on one elbow.

“Jennifer, how do you feel now about doing things with Peter? Or, 
all three of us doing things together?”

“As long as things don’t go further with Peter, I’m okay with 
it.” She hesitated for a second before continuing. Peter and I 
looked at her.

“You’ve been a great friend,” she said looking over at Peter. 
“And you’re the only guy I’ve ever let touch me like you did. You 
may be the only guy that ever does, too.”

“Thanks, Jennifer.” Peter leaned over and kissed her forehead. 
“I’m glad I didn’t freak you out too much.”

She then looked at me, “I’m not crazy about touching a cock, but 
I’ll do it sometimes ... if it’s just the three of us. It ain’t 
gonna be a regular thing though.”

We giggled together.

“Afraid you’re gonna lose your lesbian membership card?” I joked.

“Maybe I’ll turn you into a lesbian. They say it’s infectious.”

“The same ‘they’?” We giggled again while Peter looked at us like 
we were nuts.

I then asked Jennifer, anxious to hear her answer, “Did your 
tongue touch Peter’s dick?”

“I don’t think so, but I guess it might have touched me once or 
twice. I was too lost in licking you and enjoying what you were 
doing to me.”

“Too cool,” I replied. “My little lesbian is growing up right in 
front of me,” I grinned.

“I’m a big girl now,” she replied, both of us giggling like 
little girls. “His balls were touching my nose more than anything 
though.”

“At least you’re not blubbering and crying about it ... running 
to soak your tongue in bleach, and scrubbing your nose raw,” I 
grinned.

“You’re mean,” she playfully pouted. I kissed her pouty lips. 
They were too cute to resist!

“So, you want to do a threesome again sometime?” I asked her.

“Yeah, but I don’t think I could ever do anything more with Peter 
than we just did.”

“Cool,” I replied, leaning to kiss her.


******


We talked a little longer before Peter told us he needed to get 
home before it was past his curfew.

“Think your parents can give me a lift, or should I call my 
folks?”

I got up and walked around the bed to him. I quickly grabbed a 
tissue and wiped between my legs. He had come a lot. The tissue 
was soaked and I tossed it into my wastebasket.

I gave Peter a deep kiss, our tongues playing with each other.

“Thanks for tonight, Peter. It was important to me.”

He looked at me kinda questioningly.

“I want things to be open between us, with no secrets. Even when 
I make out with Jennifer.”

“I don’t mind you two making out ... as long as you know that we 
are a couple.” He said, looking at me possessively.

It was the first time I sensed any real jealousy from him.

“Peter, all three of us know that. I wanted to be your 
girlfriend, and I think Jennifer wants you and me to be a couple, 
too.” I looked straight into his eyes. “Remember, we talked 
ground rules. And I don’t intend to break them, mister. You’re 
stuck with me.”

“I don’t want you two to break up, Peter,” Jennifer sincerely 
told him.

“I want you stuck with me,” he said smiling, and then kissing me.

He quickly put his clothes on.

I walked with him downstairs. Mom was dressed. Daddy wasn’t. They 
were watching TV.

“Come on, Peter, I’ll give you a ride home,” Mom said.

Why wasn’t I surprised that Mom wanted to drive him home and not 
Daddy?

“Thanks, Mrs. Livingston. Goodnight, Mr. Livingston!”

“Goodnight, Peter. Give my regards to your parents.”

“Goodnight, sweetheart. I love you.” I kissed him lovingly. “I 
can’t wait to see you tomorrow on your birthday.”

“I love you, too, Mel. See you tomorrow,” Peter gave me another 
kiss and then went out with Mom.

I went back to Daddy who had stretched out on the couch and lay 
down next to him. He turned a little toward me so I could snuggle 
up to him. I felt his cock against my hip. His pubic hair had 
started to grow back and the short stubble felt prickly against 
my skin.

“Kiss me, Daddy.”

His lips pressed firmly down on mine. I opened my mouth and let 
his tongue slip into mine. After a long moment I broke away.

“Taste anybody new?” I giggled devilishly.

He licked my lips and grinned. “Oh baby girl, you can be so bad 
sometimes.”

I laughed.

“And don’t you tell me that you don’t love it, Daddy.”

“I knew what you had in mind, missy, when you sat down with me.

“Have you ever tasted a lesbian before?”

“That was probably a first, baby girl.”

“So I got a cherry from you, huh?”

“I suppose so,” he replied, tickling me, which gave me an excuse 
to wiggle and writhe even more blatantly against him. He didn’t 
seem to mind though.

“Now go back upstairs to your friend.”

I stood up. “By the way, Daddy, you’re getting kinda prickly down 
there. You need to shave your cock again.” I said, smiling 
mischievously. “You don’t want Pam to complain about it, do you?”

Daddy blushed, and didn’t say anything. I was being verbally 
bolder with him than he was used to. It was one thing for me to 
rut against his cock while he sat on the couch. It was another 
for me to talk with him about his cock. I was his thirteen year 
old daughter. I’m sure he would have been different if had been 
Sarah instead of me.

I let it go, and decided to get even bolder. I stepped closer and 
asked, “Did you have fun watching us?”

His reaction told me my assumption was correct.

“We both did. Maybe I’ll let you watch the video sometime,” he 
gloated, surprising me a little. It just emboldened me more.

I straddled one of his legs, my still wet pussy on his bare 
thigh. I slowly slid forward, letting my cunt rub against him. 
His cock quickly started responding as he sat there in stunned 
silence.

“Can we watch it together? Just you and me? Right here on the 
couch?” I coquettishly asked, grinding my bottom against him a 
little.

“Uhhhh ... honey ...” he fumbled saying. I stood up, knowing he 
was at least worried about Jennifer walking in on us.

“I guess I better get back to Jennifer,” I said, acting like 
nothing had just occurred. He leaned forward and popped my butt.

“What was that for, Daddy?” I playfully protested.

“You know what for, young lady,” he replied, turning to better 
show off his hard cock.

“Bad Daddy,” I chastised him. I then feigned innocence as I said, 
“All I wanted was to watch a video with you.”

I quickly scooted away as he started to reach out to grab me. His 
eyes followed me out of the room. I slowed down and wiggled my 
butt a little for his benefit.


******


I ran back upstairs and plopped down on my bed next to Jennifer. 
I felt some wet spots and grinned. “I guess we’ll have to change 
the sheets before we go to sleep.”

“Good idea, I wouldn’t feel particularly comfortable sleeping in 
Peter’s gunk.”

“Maybe I should make you sleep in it. You helped get it 
everywhere, or did I just imagine you giving him a handjob 
earlier?”

I then attacked her. We scooted all over that bed as I tickled 
her relentlessly. “Please, Mel, stop,” she panted, “I need to 
catch my breath.”

“You’re gonna get a lot more of that if you don’t help me change 
the sheets.”

“You’re so mean to me,” she playfully pouted.

“Us cock loving girls are supposed to be mean to cute lesbians.”

Jennifer grabbed my head and kissed me fiercely. She broke away 
and looked directly into my eyes. She got very serious. “I wish 
all girls were mean like you, Melissa Livingston. It would solve 
most of my problems.”

We lay quietly for a moment. We both knew that she was right.

“Jennifer,” I spoke softly to her, “I promise I will be the best 
friend you can ever have.”

“I know, Mel.”

We cuddled a little longer. I felt I needed to break this gloomy 
mood.

Suddenly I grabbed a surprised Jennifer. “Come on, let’s get 
cleaned up. And let’s put fresh sheets on.”

I pulled some sheets out of the linen closet and together we had 
the bed made up in no time.

We went into the hallway bathroom and I left the door unlocked, 
curious if Mom might try to spy on us.

We took a shower together washing each other.

“So what do think now after seeing two people fucking up close?” 
I asked.

“It was fun to watch, I guess.”

“Better than Derek and Julie?”

“Definitely. At least I didn’t have to worry about getting 
caught. Derek would’ve never let me live it down.”

Mom came into the bathroom and sat on the toilet to pee.

“It’s just me in here,” Mom said.

I grinned knowing Mom could have easily used her own bathroom.

“Where’s Daddy and Jamie?”

“Your father is downstairs, and Jamie is in his room.”

I quietly snorted.

It was difficult to make out what anyone was doing through the 
opaque glass, but I knew Mom could see things fairly decently 
from her side if we were really close to the glass.

I shushed Jennifer and turned her to face the glass, practically 
right in front of Mom. I moved behind her and reached around to 
wash her breasts very sensuously before moving a hand to cup and 
play with her pussy. Jennifer at first tried to tell me not to. 
She had to know Mom probably could make out what we were doing. 
But she gave into me, going along with my stunt.

After a few minutes, Mom flushed the toilet. “Leave your father 
some hot water, girls.”

“We will, I shouted out. “We’re almost finished.”

She then casually left the bathroom, but I could easily tell her 
head was turned toward us the whole time.

Jennifer chuckled suddenly as she washed my legs, and started 
slowly washing between my toes. “You know what’s weird?”

“You getting turned on by my feet?”

“No, silly. I’m not into feet. 

“My feet aren’t cute enough for you?”

“They’re cute, but I like something else more.”

“What?”

“Your butt.”

“That’s what’s weird?”

“What’s weird is I wish I could fuck it.”

“You wish you had a dick so you could fuck it?”

“Sorta ... sometimes.”

“You want to be a real boy?” I joked.

“Shut up,” she whined, protesting.

“We could wish upon a star,” I giggled. All that got me was my 
ass popped. “Oww!” I playfully yelped.

“That’s for being a bad girl,” she said a little sternly. Like 
mother, like daughter? I fucking hoped not!

She then turned me sideways to her and suddenly I had two hands 
between my legs, one from the front the other from the back. 

“Gotta get ya clean so I can lick ya again, sweet thang,” she 
drawled in an imitation southern slang.

I closed my eyes. Her hands and fingers caressed every skin fold, 
nook, and recess. Gawd, this girl knew how to get me clean. I 
should let her wash my pussy every day.

A finger entered my butt and she gently turned it around in 
there.

Her mouth was next to my ear whispering, “Need to get you clean 
there too. Would you like me to stick my tongue in there again?”

“Definitely. Your finger also feels nice,” I purred.

After a short time, she pulled it out and held it up to her 
mouth, sucking on it.

“You’re such a dirty girl,” I hissed at her.

“You know you love it.”

“I do, but your cock is awfully thin.”

Of course, more tickling and butt slapping resulted from that.


******


We goofed off while drying each other. She looked cute when wet. 
It was making me wet all over again.

“I don’t have a toothbrush,” Jennifer realized.

“Don’t worry. We’ve got extras,” I said, opening the cabinet to 
find her one.

We stood beside each other as we brushed our teeth.

“Mel, how did you lose your cherry?”

“Uhhh ... huh? You want to know how I lost my virginity ... while 
brushing our teeth?”

There was no fucking way I was getting into that!

“I mean your cherry ... your hymen.”

“A hairbrush handle,” I replied, blushing.

“You use a hairbrush handle to get off with?”

“Well, no. But a friend does ... or did ... and she more or less 
talked me into it.”

“The same friend you told about me?”

“No, but I can’t tell you who she is for now.”

“It’s cool. Is she into girls, too?”

“Are you more interest in hooking up with muff munchers or how I 
lost my cherry?”

“Do I really have to choose?”

“Right now you do.”

“Okay, let’s talk about your cherry.”

“So, I lost mine using a hairbrush handle while hanging out with 
my friend. She watched me and all. It was pretty wild.” I said, 
and then spit a little toothpaste out. I then quickly asked her, 
“And you?”

“I lost mine while doing gymnastics or something. Not nearly as 
exciting as how you did.”

“I bet a lot of girls lose theirs like you did, if they’re really 
active,” I surmised. “Mine must’ve been tough ... like me.”

She nudged me for that. I’m sure we looked and sounded silly 
talking with our mouths full of toothpaste.

“And why all this interest in cherries?” I asked.

“I was just curious. I accidentally overheard my mom talking 
about it with Julie’s mom yesterday morning. I thought it was a 
weird thing to ask about. But since then I haven’t been able to 
get it out of my head.”

“How did they say they lost theirs?”

“Mom said using a cucumber.”

“I love cucumbers.”

“Me too, but I would’ve let you have that one.”

“Chicken shit.”

“Mel! It was in my mom’s cooch!”

“Like I said ... chicken shit.”

She nudged me again.

“Would you eat one your Mom had used in her pussy?”

“If someone dared me,” I lied. No one would have to dare me.

“Gawd, you are such a pervert,” she teased.

“I love you, too.” I giggled, spitting some toothpaste on the 
mirror, which made her do the same.

She added, “Mrs. Walcott said she lost hers when a boy got too 
rough fingering her.”

Interesting, I thought. Could that have been her start into rough 
stuff, like spankings and shit?

I then said, “It sucks you lost yours the way you did.”

We both rinsed out our mouths.

“What would’ve been a good way?” she then asked.

I thought for a few moments. “Hmmmmm ... maybe with a 
toothbrush,” I suggested, taking mine and attempting to rub her 
pussy with it.

“Mel!” she exclaimed, squirming away a little.

“Be still a second,” I told her. I slowly rubbed the handle along 
her slit for a short time, and then gently pushed it inside her.

“This is silly, Mel.”

“Sit on the toilet seat,” I told her. I squatted down and put her 
legs over my shoulder. She had to brace herself so she wouldn’t 
fall backwards. I then went back to fucking her with it. She 
relaxed and seemed to begin enjoying what I was doing.

I then set her legs down and stood up in front of her, and pushed 
the handle inside my own cunt.

“Let me do that,” she said, taking it from me.

She more or less repeated what I had done to her ... until ...

“Holy shit!” I softly exclaimed. She had taken the handle out, 
and used the end with the bristles around my clit. At first it 
was too rough, but then it started to feel really good. She would 
occasionally lightly rub the bristles directly over my clit, 
which got my legs trembling.

“You’re evil,” I panted.

“You started it, chica.”

I replied with a groan as she focused even more directly on my 
little bud. I grabbed her shoulders to brace myself as my orgasm 
started. She seemed to know just what to do to draw my orgasm out 
nicely.

“Shit, Jennifer. I’m gonna start going through a lot of 
toothbrushes,” I said, panting.

“Not this one. I’m keeping it as a souvenir.”

“Who are you going to leave it to in your will when you die?”

“My daughter, of course,” she giggled.

Kinky. She did let me return the favor. I decided to keep the one 
I used on her with my other keepsakes. It would be a fun story to 
tell my grandkids someday.

“Jennifer?”

“Yes?”

“Have you ever used anything in your butt?”

“Just my fingers ... and don’t even think about putting a 
toothbrush in my butt!”

I grinned at her. I would bide my time.


******


We went back to my room and flounced on the bed together. 

“Mel, isn’t it weird how I can shower naked in front of all kinds 
of people at a nudist campground and never think much about it, 
but it makes me nervous doing it in your house?”

“Have you ever run around in anyone else’s house naked before?”

“I did a few times when we spent the day at the Walcotts. Have 
you?”

“Yeah, with the Rayners and the Thomases.”

“It would totally freak me out to be naked around Pastor Thomas 
in his house.”

“He’s pretty cool. He’s not a holy roller or anything.”

“He would be cool knowing he had a lesbian in his church?” she 
skeptically asked.

Gawd, this girl had no clue as to what all he would be cool with.

“Sure! You could be the official church lesbian,” I teased her. 
It just got me tickled.

“Mel?”

“Yes?”

“I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about watching the girl I’ve been 
crushing on have a cock shoved up her pussy.”

“And how do you feel about it now?”

“I can live with it. I mean, I guess I should be more worried 
about your friend who’s also into girls.”

“Maybe I should be worried about my friend, too. You’ll probably 
kidnap and keep her as a pet.”

“Is she that cute?” she asked, looking at me hopefully.

“She’s pretty hot.”

“Do you think she’ll think I’m cute?”

“Jennifer, you’re just as hot as she is.”

“Only ‘just’?”

I wondered if this is what guys dealt with when their girlfriend 
asked them this kind of question.

“Don’t worry. She’ll be drooling all over you."

“I’m just teasing, Mel.”

“Well, even if you’re not teasing, let’s just say that you’re 
both pretty damn hot.”

“I can live with that,” she said, snuggling to me.

The thing was, I would wring Peter’s neck if he said I was ‘just’ 
as hot when comparing me to another girl. I better be the hottest 
fucking thing he had ever seen! What the fuck else are boyfriends 
good for if they suck at flattering their girl?

We talked a little longer about different stuff before we fell 
asleep, with Jennifer spooning me.


******


Sometime later, someone was nudging my arm. I knew immediately 
who it was, too.

“Jamie! What do you want?” I anxiously whispered. He wasn’t 
looking at me though. I glanced over to see Jennifer lying on her 
back with her head turned slightly the other way. Her legs were 
spread open somewhat, giving Jamie a great view of her body.

“Did you come in here to perv on my friend?” I indignantly 
whispered.

“I came to see you, but Jennifer is a nice bonus.”

I clinched my jaw while shaking my head at him. “What do you 
want? And keep your voice down!”

“A blow job.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Get the fuck out of here ...”

“Just a quick suck, Mel. Please? You two have gotten me so 
horny.”

He was definitely that. His cock was bobbing and wet at the tip 
already.

“Go masturbate. You’ve done it before. You know how it’s done.”

“Yeah, but it’s not the same. Your mouth feels much better, too.”

“If I do it, will you promise not to bother us anymore?”

“Yeah,” he quickly replied.

“No, dinglehead. Promise me.”

“I promise I’ll leave both of you alone. Okay?”

“Bring it here and be quiet.”

I slowly propped myself on my elbow and reached for his cock.

“Keep an eye on Jennifer in case she starts waking up. If she 
does you beat it out of here.”

“Oh, I’ll keep an eye on her,” he replied.

Gawd, what a jerk. I figured I better get him off as quickly as I 
could.

I licked around the head of his cock for a short time. I knew 
that usually got him going pretty good. Then I took him in my 
mouth, slowly bobbing my head before I realized I was shaking the 
bed more than I ought to.

I pulled my mouth off him. “Fuck my mouth so the bed doesn’t 
shake so much.”

“I love it when you beg me to fuck your mouth.”

“Keep that up and I’ll bite it off,” I softly, but forcefully, 
replied.

Jamie always did like holding my head and fucking my face. He had 
to be a direct descendent of one of the earliest cave men. 
Sometimes he even sounded like one.

He did pretty good at not getting too rough and causing the bed 
to shake, but he wasn’t getting close to cumming either. He 
started thrusting faster, which naturally caused the bed to shake 
again. This time though, I couldn’t easily pull my mouth off of 
him without shaking the bed a lot. If I bit his cock, he would 
yell out.

I was starting to panic when I saw a hand reach out and grab one 
of Jamie’s wrists, pulling him from me. I froze thinking it was 
Jennifer. She had caught me giving my brother a blowjob.

But I was wrong. It was Mom ... with a freakin camera in her 
other hand! I quickly glanced back over at Jennifer. Thankfully, 
she was still asleep. I guess I had worn her out good. At least 
something was going my way.

Then Mom motioned for Jamie to move back to me. She held her hand 
up to her mouth, pretending to suck a cock. I couldn’t believe 
Mom wanted me to finish giving him a blowjob ... with Jennifer 
lying next to me ... while she recorded it on video! There was 
enough light coming from the hallway to illuminate the room 
enough for the camera. I just sighed and went with it.

Jamie fucked my face like he had been doing, but slower this 
time. Mom would touch his arm when he started going too fast, 
making the bed shake. The rest of the time she walked around the 
bed with the camera. She was far enough away so that she was 
getting all three of us included. If Jennifer did wake up, there 
was going to be a whole lot of explaining to do.

Things went on for maybe five minutes before I think Mom realized 
Jamie was going to need more than what I was doing to get him to 
cum. She walked back over, grabbed his arm and pulled him out 
into the hallway, motioning for me to come join them.

I cautiously got out of my bed. Glancing back at Jennifer, I 
could tell she wasn’t likely to wake up anytime soon. So I 
stepped carefully out into the hall to join Mom and Jamie.

“Follow me,” she said quietly to both of us, heading toward her 
bedroom. As we followed, I looked wide-eyed at Jamie who just 
shrugged at me. His cock didn’t seem to care one way or the other 
what was going on. Instead, it was proudly pointing the way.

Mom turned on her bedside lamp. Daddy was lying naked on top of 
the sheets as Mom woke him up.

“Honey, wake up,” she said as she shook him. When he was able to 
focus his eyes, it was easy to tell he was very curious why a 
family gathering was occurring in his bedroom in the middle of 
the night.

“Greg, honey. Remember what I told you about Saturday night at 
the campground?”

“Yeah,” he groggily replied. “Why?”

“The kids want to show you some of what went on,” Mom stated.

Huh? I looked curiously at Mom. She just smiled wickedly at me.

“Lie down, Jamie.” She then looked at me, “Get on the bed and 
kneel between your brother’s legs.”

I stood there staring at her like she was nuts.

“Just do it, Mel,” she added, nudging me to go along with what 
she had in mind.

I moved onto the bed like she wanted.

“Show your father how you sucked him,” Mom instructed me.

I swallowed hard and did what she asked.

I stared into Daddy’s eyes as I lowered my face to Jamie’s cock. 
He had seen me doing this before, but it was never up close and 
as personal as this. And he knew that I hadn’t been aware that he 
was watching when I had sucked my brother in the past. We were 
all lying in his bed ... except for Mom who was running the show. 
Maybe she decided she liked being a director, too?

I took Jamie as deep as I could. I held his shaft at the base, 
and took him inside until my lips touched my hand, stroking him 
as I dragged my lips back up his cock. My eyes though were glued 
to Daddy. His cock was just as hard as Jamie’s now. He was 
intently watching his daughter giving his son one hell of a 
blowjob. I even made it noisy for him, slurping and drooling on 
Jamie’s dick as the head nearly left my mouth before descending 
on it again. That definitely got Daddy’s motor running, and his 
cock into his hand as well. 

I couldn’t see Mom, but I was certain I knew what she was doing. 
I was sure she wasn’t letting this go unrecorded for posterity.

“She does a great job. Doesn’t she, Greg?”

“She definitely takes after her mother,” he replied huskily to 
her.

At least my daddy seemed to be proud of my cock sucking skills. 
How many girls could say that?

“Lift your butt up higher, baby girl ... for the camera.”

What the fuck! Did Mom take some more Ecstasy?

“Come over next to me, Greg. It’s a great view from here.”

I stopped sucking Jamie for a moment. What the hell was Mom up 
to?!

“Don’t stop, baby girl. None of us are going to get any sleep 
until Jamie cums.”

When did the world start revolving around Jamie’s hardons?

I went back to sucking him. It seemed like the thing to do at the 
time. But then I jerked forward when something touched my ass. It 
was a tongue. It was licking my butthole!

I lifted my head, and at the same time the tongue left my back 
opening. I started to look back when Mom said, “Nuh uh, Mel. Take 
care of Jamie.”

Fucking hell! Who was licking my butt?! This was like a blindfold 
game without the blindfold.

As I did what Mom said, someone’s tongue was again licking my 
puckered little hole. But who’s?

Jamie was staring behind me. “Mel, you’re not going to believe 
...”

The tongue left my butthole again, followed by Mom’s voice 
interrupting him, “Young man, you need to focus on what your 
sister is doing. Or none of us are going to get any sleep 
tonight.”

At that moment, I didn’t know if Jamie even cared if he went to 
sleep again.

“Jesus Christ, that is so fucking hot,” Jamie replied, looking 
beyond my head at whoever was busy rimming my ass. A hand was on 
each of my butt cheeks, but one was Mom’s and the other Daddy’s. 
Either one of them could be licking me while the other was 
holding the camera, which was recording an extremely close-up 
view of my butthole. Whichever one was licking me knew exactly 
what they were doing. My pussy was throbbing as the tongue worked 
its way just inside my butt. Whoever it was kept their face from 
touching me too much, which likely would have given away who was 
tongue fucking their daughter’s butt.

And then things changed dramatically. The tongue left my ass and 
traveled to my pussy. Oh, my fucking Gawd! One of my parents was 
actually licking my cunt! But who? Moments later, the tongue 
found my clit, and began to furiously lick it.

“Are they licking your pussy?” Jamie asked.

They?!

I nodded to him, and he immediately groaned loudly as his cock 
blasted a load of cum into the back of my mouth. It caught me 
off-guard, and some of it escaped my mouth and ran down his cock. 
More spurts followed though, and I focused on swallowing those.

I lowered my face onto Jamie’s stomach as my own orgasm began. 
Whoever was licking my clit knew exactly what they were doing. I 
screamed into Jamie as my pussy throbbed like crazy. I reached 
back between my legs to cup and squeeze my cunt, riding out the 
intensity of it all. 

Still in the haze of my orgasm, I felt lips kissing my butt, 
alternating between each cheek. I couldn’t figure out who was 
doing it. It could have been one or both of them.

Finally, Mom and Daddy came up from behind me, with Daddy 
climbing back on the bed to lay where he had been, and Mom 
standing beside us with the camera.

“Oh, my. That just won’t do, Greg,” she said, handing the camera 
across to him. Her eyes were focused on the base of Jamie’s cock 
where some of his cum remained. She then lowered her head and 
began licking the cum from the bottom of his shaft.

Frozen in place, I watched her. I glanced at Daddy. He was 
jerking his cock watching his wife and son. My own hand, still 
cupping my pussy, began getting busy as well.

After licking pretty much all that was there, she lifted her 
face, and pressed her lips to mine. Our tongues were in each 
other’s mouth, passing some of Jamie’s semen back and forth 
between us.

We both heard Daddy grunting. He was on the verge of cumming.

“Get over there and take care of that, young lady. There are 
enough wet spots on the bed already,” Mom urged me.

She literally pushed me away from Jamie over to Daddy.

“Here it comes,” Daddy urgently stated.

“Mel!” Mom demanded, causing me to lower my mouth to Daddy’s 
cock, taking it inside just as he erupted. I swallowed as quickly 
as I could without letting a drop escape. Glancing over at Mom, 
she was sucking Jamie’s cock. It had softened some, but it still 
looked impressive between Mom’s lips. She kept at it while I 
slowly licked Daddy’s shaft. Within a few minutes, Jamie was 
coming again. That had to be record time for him. I figured that 
might be the first time he had spurted in Mom’s mouth.

I pulled my mouth away from Daddy, and Mom let Jamie’s slip out 
of hers as she crawled across him to kiss me deeply, letting 
Jamie’s cum slowly slide into my mouth. I swallowed all of it. We 
were one big pile of bodies as Mom and I passionately kissed. 
Finally though, the two of us just collapsed in exhaustion on top 
of Jamie and Daddy.

After a few minutes, Mom said, “You better go get cleaned up and 
get back to bed in case Jennifer wakes up.”

Jennifer! I had forgotten all about her. I glanced toward the 
wide open bedroom door. I cringed, hoping she was still passed 
out in my bed.

I quickly got up and dashed to the entrance to my room. Looking 
inside, Jennifer appeared to be asleep in the same position we 
had left her. I almost yelped when Mom grabbed my hand and pulled 
me to the hallway bathroom.

“Brush your teeth and use some mouthwash. Then get to bed,” she 
said, and kissed me tenderly. She popped my butt cheek and went 
on to her room, looking back at me with a smile. As I stood at 
the sink, I glanced toward the door and saw Jamie passing by on 
his way to his room. I quickly finished and went back to my bed.

As soon as I lay down, Jennifer moaned and turned over toward me, 
dropping her arm across me. I stared up at the ceiling for a 
short time, thinking about what had just happened.

I couldn't believe that Mom had been so daring, and that Daddy 
had gone along with her, too. Mom had made me suck off Jamie and 
licked my butt after the orgy at the Meyers. But we had been nude 
camping and in a tent then. And I had thought Jamie was in 
trouble. That had been one thing.

But now she had me repeat that in hers and Daddy’s bedroom, with 
him watching us. And Jennifer was even in our house. Mom had even 
made me suck off Daddy as well. Go figure why she had been so 
pissed when I had told her about sucking his cock during the 
blindfold game Sarah and I had played with him.

But I wasn’t complaining. Things were changing with my parents 
and especially with Mom. I grinned. It’s what I had wanted, doing 
daring things together with Mom.

I relaxed and just enjoyed Jennifer's warm body snuggling against 
me. It was a good feeling. Sarah would be with us tomorrow. I 
drifted off to sleep wondering what exciting things would happen 
then.


(continued in chapter 37)

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