A couple of minutes later, Brad staggered out of the house burdened by a half-dozen towels. "Awright, here you go!" He dropped the pile on a lounger. "Can you catch?" he asked Celeste.

"Yes, I can catch!" Celeste retorted sarcastically.

"Fine." Brad tossed a towel at her. She was still in the pool, so she shrieked and just managed to keep it above water. "Next!"

"Wait! Wait!" Sarah howled, thrashing her way to the ladder.

"Fine." Brad looked around. "Anybody else?"

"Don't toss 'em in the pool, Asshole!" Sherrie rasped.

"Then come get 'em!" Brad retorted.

"Bring 'em to the edge!"

"Why should I?"

Sarah heaved herself out of the water; Brad held out a towel, letting it unfold, then drifted it past as Sarah snatched for it. She followed the arm, grabbing the towel, and Brad muttered, "Nice butt." Sarah glared at him, but was mollified. Celeste managed to get out of the pool without wetting her towel and passed Brad, glaring. Brad waved one for Donna and she crawled out to get it -- he tossed it at her contemptuously as she hit the top of the ladder.

"Don't make me kill you..." Sherrie warned. Brad waited until she was at the top of the ladder and tossed her a towel in the same manner as he had Donna's. "I'll give you a minute," Sherrie muttered as she passed him. "Come on, Girls!"

Brad sat down on the lounger to watch Gina climb out of the pool. When she stood dripping at the edge with her hand out, he grunted, "You can't catch -- I KNOW that!"

"Why not?" she asked as he approached with a towel in his hands.

"Something about these..." He snatched her eyeglasses off her face and tossed them into the pool, "Oops!"

"Brad!" Gina yelped.

"It's all right -- I'll get 'em," Brad replied, wrapping her up in the towel. "Can you see me?" he teased.

"What are you doing?" Gina asked.

"Staking a claim. You want those glasses, right?"

"Yes."

"Think you can find them?"

Gina looked behind her at the blur that was the pool. "No."

"Then you're gonna let me dry you off, huh?" Brad insisted, beginning to rub Gina's body. "All over..."

"You're..." Gina cast about for a descriptive term.

"Handsome? Persistent?" Brad deliberately began mauling Gina's right breast.

"Evil."

"You don't believe that." He was behind her and his hands were all over her front -- and his hot breath was on her neck.

"I can't fight you..."

"That's right..." His lips electrified her neck. Her bikini top was above her breasts.

"Why are you doing this?" she whispered urgently.

"Because I want you -- and it's mutual."

"You don't know that." But his hand was in the fur patch over her pussy -- her landing strip -- and she was pretending her hands were tied up in the towel.

Brad just chuckled, thinking, 'She's as easy as she said she was!' He had her pussy in his hand, rubbing over her clit -- and it was swelling under his fingers. Gina sucked in a big lungful of air and let it out in a moan.

Brad lowered the towel to Gina's waist, undid her loose bikini top, and raised the towel to cover it while he balled the top in one hand. "Finish drying off and I'll get your glasses. Don't go anywhere, now -- you don't want to have to explain where your top is..." He stepped to the edge and lowered himself into the water.

Celeste stuck her head out the door as Brad surfaced with Gina's glasses. "What are you two doing out here?"

"Gina's glasses fell in the pool when I tossed her the towel," Brad lied, watching Gina's breasts swing as she wiped her calves. "I got them -- she'll be right in."

"Hurry up!" Celeste snapped, and drew her head back inside.

"You're unbelievable!" Gina whispered.

"So are you!" Brad retorted, unrepentant. "Those things are just incredible!" He vaulted out of the pool and immediately stepped in to collect a breast.

"Brad!" But Gina was pleased -- extremely pleased -- and it leached into her tone.

"You're the hottest little thing I've ever seen," Brad husked. Raise the towel so I can put this stupid thing back on you..." Gina hid the activity from the house with the towel while Brad fought the top back on over her breasts. "That's a shame..."

"What?"

"Covering those up."

"What about my glasses?" Gina asked.

"You have to kiss me," Brad whispered, "or I toss them back in the pool."

"We don't have that kind of time!"

"Then you'll have to kiss me!"

There was but one answer: "Okay." Brad took her head in his hands and merged her lips with his. Gina wrapped him in the towel, pressing herself close. THIS was what it was about; girls couldn't do this to her. Gina didn't want to go inside anymore...

Sherrie stuck her head out the door and wrinkled her nose. Brad was getting his, obviously. She wondered how he'd done it. "Gina!"

Brad looked up and let go, handing Gina her eyeglasses. "Coming!" she yelped. They were still wet and blurry, so she staggered a bit on the paving as she made her way to the door, wiping the lenses on the towel.

"What was THAT all about?" Donna snarled.

"Brad knocked my eyeglasses into the pool when he tossed me my towel," Gina related the official story. "I had to wait for him to get them." Sarah rolled her eyes.

"Come on -- we can all shower in my parent's bathroom," Sherrie said, leading the four of them off. This would be step one of her plan -- getting them all naked... "Hey, Dickhead?"

"What NOW?" Brad rasped.

"Order us some pizza!" There was a delay while the girls negotiated toppings. Brad would get his own in order to avoid any unnecessary interaction with the girls. The show was up to Sherrie now... Brad collected and paid for the pizza while the girls were in the shower and retired upstairs with his to try to watch TV.

Meanwhile, Sherrie crowded the girls into her parents' big tiled shower in pairs and threes, rotating them in and out. Instead of pajamas, she provided open robes for everyone to wear while they dried and styled each other's hair, then they trooped out to the den to eat pizza and watch TV. She'd picked out a movie with a couple of steamy lesbian scenes on pay-per-view and the five of them sat through it, giggling and munching pizza.

That got them to nine-thirty or so, at which point Sherrie switched to a DVD of softcore lesbian porn. Donna and Sarah didn't even notice for a bit, but Celeste did, and started watching Sherrie out of the corner of her eye. Things heated up on the screen and Donna and Sarah started glancing around...

Sherrie started touching herself here and there -- not masturbating yet, but her hands drifted over her breasts and belly. Gina, taking her cue from Sherrie, began to emulate her. Celeste let it ride for a bit, then got up to get a soda -- and when she returned, she deliberately wedged herself between Sherrie and Sarah.

Donna had Sherrie on one side and Gina on the other -- and both of them were slowly ramping things up. "God, I'm hot!" Sherrie announced as the video ended. "This isn't bothering anybody, is it? It's just girls..." She eyed Donna.

"No, it's fine," Donna said faintly.

"Good!" Sherrie queued up a hardcore video and reached into a cabinet, coming out with a rubber dildo. "Ever see one of these?" She waved it under Donna's nose.

Donna's eyes nearly crossed; she touched the thing and flinched, "EWWW!"

"Let me see!" Gina picked the thing up from Donna's lap. "Wow! Look at the veins and stuff!" She held it over where Donna could see it.

"It looks like a dick!" Donna exclaimed, wrinkling her nose.

"Yeah..." Sherrie looked bemused, then reached into the drawer again. Out came the fancy vibrator, which was molded to look like a snake charmer and his snake. "This doesn't. Watch the little tickler when I turn it on." She turned the dial on the control box and the clit tickler went wild... Donna eyed it, fascinated. Gina sat playing with the jelly.

Sherrie felt a hand on her leg and looked over to see Celeste looking back, her green eyes glowing. Celeste had one hand on Sherrie's leg and one on Sarah's, caressing. "Sarah, Honey, would you go over to the lights and turn them down?" Sherrie said gently. "It's real bright in here..."

Sarah got up obediently and the lights dimmed. Celeste whispered, "What else have you got?"

"Some massage oil..."

"Yesss..." Celeste hissed.

"Donna?" Sherrie asked Celeste. Celeste nodded, and the size of the conspiracy increased to three.

Sarah came back and stood looking down at Donna as she held the vibrator, staring at it. Celeste reached up and began running her hand up and down the inside of Sarah's thigh; Sarah decided that it might be a good idea to just stand there and see what happened.

"Are you gonna use that?" Gina asked Donna, trying to move things along.

"Well, not inside me -- nothing THAT big..." Donna mused.

"Me neither," Gina replied, "but you shouldn't have to." She stuck her hand out and Donna put the vibrator in it, maintaining her hold on the control unit. Gina reoriented the vibrator and lowered it to Donna's crotch, poking it gently between her legs. "You should be able to get something from just rubbing it on the outside..."

Donna's eyed popped. Gina managed to get the tip against her clitty at the top of the hood and the vibration produced an explosion of pleasure. "Yeah," she gasped, spreading her legs a bit, "Yeah, it's..." Her voice trailed off and her legs spread more, granting Gina further access. Gina started moving the tip around, sliding it up and down between Donna's labia, which opened right up for it. Sherrie took the control unit from Donna's lax fingers and started playing with it, and the tip started rotating in a circle. Donna grabbed Sherrie's wrist and gasped, "No..." Sherrie quit monkeying with the controls, resetting them to their original settings, and handed the controller to Gina, who had settled to the floor while trying to maintain control of things during Sherrie's experiment. Donna splayed her legs to allow Gina to get between them and work on her simmering cunt and flopped back on the couch. Gina just let the controller hang off the end of the cord while she applied the vibrator with both hands.

Donna was awash; the vibrator had her in its thrall. She just watched as Sherrie reached over and began caressing her left breast, looking up at Sherrie's smiling face, and then back down at the hand on her breast. Rather than stopping Sherrie, she reached under Sherrie's robe to run her hand along her flank. The touches -- hers and Sherrie's -- added a soft component to the insistent stimulation of the vibrator and Donna felt orgasm's rush as the pleasure mushroomed and washed over her, leaving her twitching and moaning under Gina's and Sherrie's hands.

Sarah watched the scene avidly, rubbing Celeste's exposed neck and cheek as Celeste's fingers slid back and forth in the wet channel between her droopy inner labia, hooking over her clitoral hood and stimulating the needy bundle of nerve endings. It was all so hot... Celeste had shrugged out of her robe; Sarah, encouraged by watching Sherrie, bent a bit and collected Celeste's right breast, caressing and milking the nipple. Celeste groaned and started kissing Sarah just above her pubes.

Donna couldn't take any more and pushed the vibrator away from her over-stimulated twat. The thing was great, but it was just too jarring... Sherrie shrugged out of her robe and turned so that she could apply both hands to Donna. Meanwhile, Gina started to shut the vibrator down, but decided to try it out on herself.

The thing was just wild! It was instantly addictive; Gina rubbed its tip along her furrow and wished she had the guts to penetrate herself with it, but the jangling buzz had her panting almost immediately, rising up on her knees to get good contact between it and her clit.

The change in position put her in Sherrie's reach as Sherrie bent to suck in one of Donna's nipples. Sherrie caught Gina by the back of the neck and gave her a little tug. Gina gave her a look, but Sherrie mouthed 'Come on,' and Gina allowed herself to be pulled forward into Donna's wet crotch.

Once committed, Gina stopped worrying about whether she was going to get hers or not and set out to make sure Donna enjoyed herself. Without thinking about it, Gina moved the vibrator against her own snatch in ways that mirrored the efforts of her lips and tongue on Donna's -- and it was all very effective for both of them! Donna reached down and grabbed Gina's head, playing with her kinky curls and more or less massaging her temples in an attempt to return what was a new and VERY pleasurable experience! Gina's lips and tongue were totally different from the buzzing attack of the vibrator -- and more compelling in their own way. In addition, Sherrie alternated between attacking Donna's nipples and her lips, sucking and kissing, and Donna quickly began to undulate against the couch in the grip of a second orgasm!

In the process, Donna bucked Gina off -- which was just as well, as the vibrator had brought Gina to the point where she could concentrate on nothing else! Gina fell back, wailing, "OGOD! OGOD!" as the vibrator pushed her over the peak, too!

Over-stimulated, Sarah broke free of Celeste and strode over to where Gina lay panting on her back, recovering, and dropped over her in a sixty-nine, leaving Gina to choose between licking her and using the vibrator while she buried her face in Gina's crotch. Gina decided to use the vibrator and Sarah mewled into her open cunt as Gina moved the buzzing device up and down her split.

Sherrie and Celeste simultaneously found themselves to be at loose ends; Celeste tugged Sherrie away from an exhausted Donna, pulling her in for a kiss. Sherrie rode right over Celeste, pushing her flat on the couch, taking charge of the kiss, and the pair was rapidly entwined.

Brad, who had cracked the door to see what was going on, was wildly aroused -- but Gina was busy and Sherrie hadn't gotten her pussy licked yet. Brad knew that if he screwed things up at this point, his sister would probably murder him! Instead, he drifted slowly forward, compelled by the action to observe, if not participate...

Sarah should have seen him, but when she raised her head to give vent to the screaming joy of her orgasm, she was effectively blinded by the pleasure. Brad ducked, but Sarah merely arched herself, wailing, and hung there, rigid, for a moment, then collapsed back onto Gina. Mere moments later, she was sucking noisily on Gina's labia, her head buried.

Sherrie was humping Celeste's leg -- and Celeste was humping back, moaning into her mouth. Backing off, Celeste gasped, "Fuck me! Use that knee! I want to taste you, but I need it..."

"Let's go on the floor!" Sherrie gasped, and lurched up, tugging Celeste's wrist. She went flat on her back and Celeste crawled atop her and began crushing her pubic mound against Sherrie's twisting and rubbing and humping, their legs intertwined. Celeste knew EXACTLY how to make it work -- which told Sherrie all she needed to know about Celeste's preference in sex partners -- but that was what Sherrie wanted, anyway... Celeste kept at it until orgasm overcame her, then she collapsed, clutching Sherrie to her. "I'll taste you, in a minute," she puffed, extending Sherrie's pleasure by rubbing her clitoral hood with two fingers, "Just let me rest first..."

Gina pushed at Sarah's butt and Sarah climbed up off her and straight up Donna's legs to attack a nipple. It had been fun and all, but everything was suddenly getting too romantic -- and Gina just couldn't kiss Sarah, or Donna -- or any of them, for that matter. She sat up, panting -- and was the first to discover Brad! She opened her mouth to scream, but Brad made urgent motions and she shut up, but started waving him out of the room.

Sherrie picked up the motion, and turned her head and picked up Brad, also. Celeste was working her way down Sherrie's front, kissing and licking, and Sherrie seriously considered killing her little brother in that instant -- but instead, she waved to Gina and mouthed, 'Get him out of here!'

Gina nodded and got up, circling the couch and gesturing Brad out -- which worked until they got to the door, at which point Brad grabbed Gina's wrist and tugged her through the door, then pushed her against the wall beside it. Then he covered her body with his and attacked her lips with his -- and he was NOT to be denied! Gina waved her arms for a moment, but this wasn't girlie fun -- Brad was pressing a long, stiff erection against her pubic bone and his hands were EVERYWHERE! So was his tongue, for that matter! "MMMPH!" Gina grunted.

Brad backed off just enough to growl, "What now?"

"What are you doing?"

"Collecting my payment for being good and staying out of Sis's way!" Brad retorted.

"Me?"

"You."

"You can't just..."

Brad smiled crookedly, "So you suddenly like girls now?"

"Well..."

"No. Tell me you got off on that. Tell me you want to suck face with girls! Go on..." Brad challenged. "They're not just playing in there -- that's Lezzie Land!"

"Well..." Gina gathered herself. "You can't just..."

"When did you get all picky?" Brad erupted. "And what did I do wrong?"

"What?" Gina blinked. "What do you mean, picky?"

"The other day, you told Sherrie that if a boy poked you right there..." Brad proceeded to demonstrate by poking Gina's sternum, "You'd fall backwards and spread your legs for him! What am I, chopped liver? Am I not a guy or something?"

"Omigawd! You HEARD that?" Gina gasped. "I... I..."

"I want to know! What's wrong with me? There's nothing wrong with you..." Brad ranted. "What do you want?"

"I... Aren't you a Sophomore?"

"Yeah. And? Sophomores don't need girls?" Brad grabbed her wrist, "Come on, we don't want to bust up the party!" He tugged her off down the hall -- Gina followed out of confusion more than anything else. At the end of the hallway, he turned the corner and entered a familiar room -- his parents' room, the room the girls had gone through to get to the big bathroom. There, he finally stopped and turned to face her.

"Brad," Gina began.

"Shut up," Brad growled distractedly. "Gimme those things." For the second time that night, he snatched off her eyeglasses and tossed them away -- this time toward the head of his parents' bed. "Now, tell me what's so awful about me! You seemed to like me out at the pool..."

"My glasses!"

"You don't need them for this. So what is it? Am I ugly?"

"No."

"Too short?"

Gina snorted and grinned in spite of herself. "No!"

"Is my dick too short?"

"What?"

"Here..." Brad dropped the sweatpants he'd been wearing and grabbed Gina's hand, placing it on his cock. "Is this the problem?"

Gina froze. It was hard. It was hot. It felt like steel sheathed in silk! It wasn't rubber and it wasn't plastic -- and she couldn't let go! She jacked it, instinctively, thinking, 'It's HUGE!'

"Well?"

"N--nooo..."

"What is it then?"

Gina couldn't bring herself to let go -- in fact, the hard shaft of Brad's cock attracted her other hand like a magnet! There was some goo at the tip; she rubbed it over the soft, plush tip with her thumb -- and Brad groaned. Gathering herself, she got control of the REAL problem -- fear! "You're... pushy. You scare me!"

"I want you!" Brad said simply. "The more I see of you, the more I want you! I don't know how to do this without just doing it -- and if I didn't push, you would probably find a reason to stop me, so..."

"Why?" Gina asked. "Why do you want me?"

Brad thought about it, as best he could with Gina slowly jacking him. "Big things come in small packages. You're just... hot..."

"I'm fat."

"Nah." Brad ran his hands up her arms and bent to kiss her neck. "You're sexy."

Gina's mind reeled. 'I'm sexy? I'M sexy? He needs eyeglasses, too!' He was nuts, but he made sense; she put it away and went back to the amazing rod of flesh in her hand. "I want to see this..."

"I guess you'll have to get up close..." Brad chuckled. He knew what would happen...

Gina did, too. She squatted and went nose to nose with the tip of Brad's cock. She examined every millimeter, taking in the strong scent of his arousal, peeling her fingers away one by one in order to see everything. This was her first real cock -- but beyond that, she knew that it was impressive from viewing porn videos. Just the smell set the juices flowing in her depths. More fluid dribbled from the tip -- and in response, Gina covered the tip with her lips and washed it with her tongue without any conscious thought.

"Oh, SHIIIIIIT!" Brad gasped, grabbing her head with both hands. The intensity was off the scale -- he had no control! "I'm gonna...!!!"

He didn't hold her there -- he didn't have to! Gina waited instinctively for what she knew was coming from his tone! There was a pause of maybe a second while he fought it, then the bottom of his cock bulged and pulsed in her hands and big, salty clumps of semen poured into her mouth!

The stuff was ambrosia! It was everything she'd ever dreamed it would be -- and more! She sucked voraciously and washed Brad's glans with her lips and tongue, teasing more of it forth.

Brad's knees shook as he experienced the premiere event of his sex life to date. This made jerking off seem like scratching! He moaned and played with Gina's flyaway hair, and caressed her head and neck while she laved his cock with her tongue.

It was over -- or was it? He was still hard... Curiously, they shared the same thought. Gina rose to her feet, not letting go of Brad's cock. "Here?"

"Here what?"

Gina blushed, her head down. "I think maybe it's time I flopped backwards..."

Brad sucked in a breath -- and managed not to gasp, "Really?" "Here is good."

Gina backed onto the bed over the foot. "Um, look, I've never..."

"I'll get a towel!" Brad dashed into the adjoining bathroom, fearful that when he emerged, Gina wouldn't be there -- but she was. He moved to spread the towel on the bed and Gina parked herself on it. That brought a second thought to Brad -- one that hadn't occurred previously. "What about...?"

"Rubbers?" Gina finished for him. She wrinkled her nose, "No. Not the first time. I get heavy periods, so I'm on the Pill, anyway." Brad didn't have anything -- she didn't even have to ask. She waved him forward.

Brad climbed between her spread knees, ready to go -- but the respite had cooled Gina somewhat. "Wait..."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. Nerves..."

"Okay. How about if we kiss and stuff?"

"Yeah..." Gina wasn't sure.

"Good." Brad bored in -- and MADE her sure! It wasn't any half-assed effort, and he wasn't just working her over in order to get her hot -- and she could tell the difference! Brad was enjoying it -- enjoying HER -- touching and caressing and kissing and licking... His fingers found her joy bump, and while he might not have been expert at teasing it, he knew what it was for and he could tell what worked and what didn't! Neither of them was watching the clock, but Gina was soon simmering. She was giving as good as she got, too, kissing back and caressing him here and there -- and rubbing the knob of his erection with one hand... Gina announced the onset of the second attempt by grasping the shaft and positioning it, rubbing his glans between her lubricated labia and nosing it into her opening. Nothing was said -- Brad just powered forward, into her, as soon as he was oriented properly!

Gina threw her head back and gasped, "UUUUHHH!!!"

Brad stopped instantly. "Are you okay?"

"Just wait..." He was HUGE! She thought she was going to split in half! But things settled back, slowly, as her inexperienced pussy adapted to the invader. "Okay, slow..." she croaked.

Brad was all solicitude and paying close attention, watching her face as he moved slowly inside her. The LAST thing he wanted was to make their first time suck for Gina! Brad wanted Gina thoroughly addicted -- because he was already! Gina's pussy felt INCREDIBLE, even though he was less than halfway inside her! Going deeper didn't seem to be the answer, so he backed up...

Gina grabbed his arms as he got to the point where the flange of his glans backed against her opening, so Brad reversed again and sank inside, picking up a good inch and a half of depth. Gina went "Oh!" so he halted again -- but she tugged on his arms when he'd backed to his original position at the mouth of her vagina, so he pressed forward again.

This time, he sank inside to the root -- and Gina exclaimed "Oh!" again, but her hands made it clear that he should continue, so Brad kept it coming, discovering that the exclamation, which sometimes turned into a questioning, "Oh?!" was Gina's signature utterance during sex... He slowly ramped things up, and Gina rolled her hips up and met him, stroke for stroke, as the intensity increased.

Meanwhile, Sarah popped up from her cuddle with Donna and noticed that someone was missing. "Where's Gina?" she asked Sherrie.

Sherrie was busy, enjoying Celeste's lips and tongue. Impatient with the distraction, she waved it off, "Long story. Don't worry about it." Then she went back to combing her fingers through Celeste's silky hair as Celeste suckled at her clitoral hood and washed her little knot of nerve endings with her tongue. "Why don't you help Celeste?" she panted after a moment. Sarah snagged the vibrator and hopped up to circle behind Celeste and apply it to Celeste's needy twat; Celeste came up onto her knees to make it easy for her, moaning into Sherrie's saliva-wet cunt.

That kept Sarah busy until Sherrie had convulsed, holding Celeste's face to her crotch, and Celeste had undulated and whined her way through her orgasm, but when Celeste waved her away, Sarah found herself to be at loose ends -- and there was this sound... "I'm going to go pee," she announced, and headed off. Sherrie just waved; she and Celeste were again cuddling. Donna was apparently asleep, sated.

Padding silently up the hall, barefoot, Sarah passed the bathroom without even thinking about it -- those sounds were louder... They led her to the master suite, slowly resolving themselves to rhythmic fleshy smacks and a female voice going, "Oh? Oh? Oh? Oh?" Sarah knew instinctively what she was listening to, but that wasn't going to stop her from seeing it. Somebody was getting fucked! She stuck her head around the door...

Sure enough -- Sarah had a perfect, ringside seat, looking in from the door over the foot of the bed to where a male knelt, rhythmically slamming his cock deep into an open pussy. The guy was hammering away, carrying a pair of muscular calves over his arms, his fingers interlaced with the girl's. The girl's meticulously red-polished toes were curled; hers was the voice uttering the odd questions... Pinkish foam oozed around the juncture of the pistoning cock and the pussy whose lips seemed to clutch it every time it backed out. Sarah stood there in the door, watching avidly, secure in the knowledge that this pair weren't going to notice her any time soon...

About that time, the voice of the girl shifted tones, going from, "Oh?" to OH! OOHH! OMIGOD! EEEEEE!!!!" and she surged, arching herself and raising her ass, her legs kicking. The boy, whoever he was -- just carried her, puffing, continuing to stroke like a metronome. More -- whiter -- foam appeared around the juncture of the two plunging bodies.

It was hot -- it was REAL hot! Sarah stood there, rubbing her pussy, mesmerized. Who were they? There wasn't supposed to be anyone else in the house but Gina and Sherrie's jerky little brother Brad. But Gina liked girls, didn't she? And Brad was ONLY a Sophomore -- he couldn't have a dick like that... She wasn't seeing it all -- the guy never withdrew it fully -- but what she could see told Sarah that the male weapon in use was impressive...

The girl settled down and the boy unlaced his fingers from hers and managed to bend forward, pressing her back, and reach around her thighs to do something or other. The girl shifted back to spouting, "Oh? Oh? Oh?" again. Sarah drifted to her right to see what they were doing. The girl had heavy, muscular legs and seemed to be short -- maybe it WAS Gina... Where had she found a boy? Sarah was mildly jealous; whoever he was, he was a GOD in bed! Hold it -- it WAS Gina! And the boy was rubbing her nipples! Sarah's nipples itched from watching it.

Gina's voice shifted again, the urgency apparent as she got louder, "OH! OOHH! OGOD! OOOHH! EEEEEEE!!!" She started throwing herself upward again. That broke the boy's grip on her nipples, so he snagged her hands again -- but this time, he broke the pattern and started slamming back, apparently trying to merge with Gina at the crotch, howling, "SHIT! SHIT! SHIIIIIIT!!!" He threw his head back, uttering a wordless howl as he ground himself against Gina and Sarah gasped -- it WAS Brad! Holy shit! Sarah turned to dash out -- and promptly tripped over a slipper and fell on the floor!