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The Exchange
Chapter Twelve
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Swish!
The basketball sailed through the hoop with ease without even
grazing the rim.
“Ok, that’s another three points, son! You gotta let you old man
score sometime!”
Mick Forrester stood panting with exhaustion as his son Mike
picked up the ball.
“Ok, Dad” Mike smirked and shot the ball at his father “I’ll let
you score”
Mick began to dribble the ball toward the hoop while Mike stood
still. Mick began to smile as he imagined scoring the first points of the
entire game.
Lightning fast, Mike slapped the ball from under Mick’s hand and
dribbled it the few feet necessary to score yet again, chuckling as he did so.
“Too slow, dad!” Mike taunted.
“Ah, that’s my boy” Mick smiled to cover the slight humiliation he
felt.
“So, rematch?” Mike asked causally.
Before Mick could answer, the attention of both the Forrester men
was draw to the little purple Honda Civic pulling up in the driveway. The car
came to a stop and two girls around Mike’s age got out. The driver of the car
was the taller of the two; she had short-cropped black hair and a confident
air about her. Her passenger had long blonde hair, was significantly shorter,
and appeared correspondingly less confident. Both girls wore form fitting,
brightly colored gym clothes.
“I think Anne-Marie and Aisling want to wish you a safe trip,
Mike,” Mick whispered to his son “I’ll let you have some space”
As the girls approached Mike, Mick wandered over to the stoop of
the house and sat down in a wicker chair.
“Hey, AMH!” Mike called to Anne-Marie, adding the initial of her
last name, Hackett, “Hey, Ash” he continued to Aisling “What brings you two
here?”
Anne-Marie smiled and answered, “Well, we were on the way to the
gym to meet Erin and Abi, but we thought we couldn’t let you fly to
Mike pouted, “Well you tell Erin and Abi that I expected all four
of the school’s top cheerleaders to come say goodbye to the school’s
champion. I’m very disappointed” then he grinned.
Anne-Marie stuck out her tongue, “Oh, you do not, Mike!” she
playfully slapped his arm. “Besides,” she added walking closer “I thought I
could show you how much I’m going to miss you, and I can’t do that with Abi
and
Mike looked over Anne-Marie’s shoulder “Er, AM
,
I think there’s a flaw in your plan there” he
thought for a minute and then sniggered “unless…”
Anne-Marie frowned “Oh no, and it’s not a problem, why do you and
I go up to your room and Ash can wait here” she looked back at the blonde
girl “You OK with that, Ash?”
Aisling shrugged “I guess” she replied in a sulky voice.
“Cool” Mike called out and took Anne-Marie’s hand “Go talk to my
dad. He won’t mind!”
***
Kim Forrester was just drying the last of the breakfast plates
when her son, Mike, strode into the kitchen with the Hackett girl in tow.
“Hey mom, I’m just going up to my room,” Mike confidently
declared, “I didn’t think you’d mind”
Kim very much minded, but before she could tell her oldest son
that it was not right for a boy his age to be alone in a room with a girl,
the teens were already climbing the stairs.
Kim dried the last item and put it away in the cupboard. Then she
sat down at the table where her coffee was getting cold. Across from her sat
her other son, Mitch, he looked at his mother and noticed the frown on her
face.
“Everything OK, mom?” The 13-year-old asked concerned.
Kim smiled, “Oh yes, sweetie, nothing for you to worry about”
She waited a full ten minutes for Mitch to finish his breakfast
and wander into the family room to watch cartoons before the smile faded and
the honesty of a frown replaced it.
***
Mick Forrester watched as the young blonde girl ambled towards
him. He leisurely took in her flat belly, exposed between her jade green gym
shorts and cropped white workout top, her trim thighs and high little tits.
Mick smiled at Aisling and indicated the wicker chair next to his.
The
pretty blonde
teen perched her ass on the edge of the chair and rested her chin on the palm
of her hand, a glum expression on her delicate face.
“Aww, what’s the matter?” Mick asked leaning closer to the girl,
he caught a faint hint of the floral body spray she wore.
Aisling turned her face towards Mick and smiled slightly “I just
wanted to go to the gym and now AM’s
gonna
be ‘saying goodbye’ to Mike forever”
Mick smirked; he knew what he would have been doing with
Anne-Marie if he had the chance. However, he instead was sitting here with
Aisling,
not
the
worst
trade-off ever he
concluded.
“Well, how would you like it if I drove you to the gym?” Mick
suggested and Aisling’s face lit up.
“Oh, would you? That would be really cool!” and she smiled broadly.
“Sure, let me just tell my wife that I’ll be popping out” Mick
continued as he stood up, “I’ll be back in a minute”
Aisling sat back in the chair and sighed, Mr. Forrester was so
kind, she thought, and it occurred to her that Mike looked just like his
father only not as mature. “Or as hot” she heard a smaller internal
voice insist.
***
The door to Mike’s room
was
not fully closed
. This was due to the pair of amethyst girls’
gym shorts that was lying between the door and the frame, keeping it ajar.
Further
into the room lay a lilac
racer-back tank top. A pair of powder-blue cotton panties and a matching
sports bra lay together on top of Mike’s shorts and briefs at the foot of
Mike’s bed.
Mike sat on the end of the bed with his legs apart. Anne Marie
Hackett, naked except for her ankle length gym socks and gym shoes knelt
between Mike’s knees, the tight little cheeks of her ass resting on the suede
heel patches of her shoes.
Mike swayed slightly, his eyes closed as Anne Marie smothered his
stiff prick with kisses. Occasionally small grunts of pleasure ushered from
Mike’s lips and Anne-Marie took each as a cue to intensify her worship of the
boy’s cock.
Mike placed his hand on the back of Anne-Marie’s head and applied
a little pressure. The pretty girl opened her mouth and allowed the head of
Mike’s prick to slip between her soft, plump lips. Mike thrust his hips
upwards, driving the throbbing shaft of his cock deep into the raven-haired
teen’s mouth, eliciting a quiet grunt of surprise.
Mike pumped his prick back and forth between Anne-Marie’s lips as
he neared climax. Pulling on a handful of hair and moaning gutturally, “
uuuuugggghhh
” Mike sprayed the
back of Anne-Marie’s throat with
cum
.
The school sports hero collapsed onto his mattress and lay panting
while his lover swallowed the semen coating her tongue and stood up.
Anne-Marie lay on the bed next to Mike. She reached out and began
to stroke his cock. Mike looked into the cheerleader’s face and then along
her naked body. Anne-Marie opened her thighs wide to reveal the glistening
lips of her cunt. “I haven’t finished showing you how much I’m really
gonna
miss you!” she whispered
***
Kim looked up as the door from the kitchen to the porch opened and
Mick strode in. “I just remembered that I have something I need to do at the
office” he declared.
“But, Mike needs to go to the
airp
…” Kim began to reply
“And you can drive him” Mick cut his wife off “Oh, and make sure
you change your clothes, make a nice impression for that kid, Danny, or
whatever he’s called” and with that Mick turned and headed back outside,
leaving Kim to her frowning.
“C’mon Ash. Mike called you Ash, didn’t he?” Mick called to Aisling
as he walked onto the porch.
Aisling nodded “Yeah. That’s what most people call me”
Mick smiled “Ok Ash, well, let’s get you to the gym” he held out a
hand to the girl and pulled her to her feet.
The couple set off towards where Mick’s car
was parked
.
“Oh, I need to make a quick stop at my office. I hope you don’t
mind” Mick said slyly
“Aisling looked up at Mick and smiled “Uh
uh
” she replied
“You can even come inside and see what it’s like, if you don’t
want to wait in the car” Mick continued.
Aisling stepped closer to Mick and said, “Sounds cool!”
Mick chuckled, reached down and gave Aisling’s gym shorts-covered
ass a playful pat. Aisling surprised herself by reaching behind herself and
restraining Mick from removing his hand.
Mick and Aisling walked at a slower pace the rest of the way to
Mick’s car, separating
momentarily
to enter the vehicle. As Mick put the car in drive and turned out of the
driveway, he placed his left hand on top of the teen’s lap. Aisling gazed out
of her window but parted her legs a little, closing them only after Mick had
slipped his fingers between her thighs.
***
“Uh
uh
uh
uuuh
uh m-
Miiike
”
Anne-Marie’s pert tits bounced as she bore the brunt of Mike’s lust. The
beautiful, tawny skinned girl was barely able to stay on all fours as her
lover plunged his prick brutally in and out of her sopping cunt
“Uh baby oh god” the teenage beauty moaned and tossed her head
about making her pixie cut dance fetchingly. “Oooh
Miiike
uh
uh
uh
uh
” Anne-Marie sobbed as she felt her
orgasm approaching only “uh
uuuuh
,
HEY!” her sounds of ecstasy abruptly ceased as Mike pulled his cock out and
with a sigh shot a load of cum onto Anne-Marie’s ass and lower back.
Anne-Marie looked back at Mike with a sulky expression. Mike
responded with a smirk and reached down to the side of his bed. Picking up a
tee shirt he had worn the previous day, he began to wipe his cum off
Anne-Marie.
“Aww, I was almost there!” Anne-Marie grumbled the frustration
heavy in her voice.
“And you can still get there!” Mike chuckled and pushed the girl
onto her side. Anne-Marie gave
a yipe
of surprise and gasped as Mike took her hand and placed it between her
thighs. “You know what to do,” He almost whispered. Anne-Marie noticed his
cock had already reached its former rock solid state.
As she climaxed Anne-Marie felt the salvo of semen land on her
tits. This time she was in no state to complain and the sensation mingled
with her pleasure making her groan in orgasm “
UUUUHHHHHuhuhuh
”.
Anne-Marie opened her eyes and gazed at Mike panting. He dropped
the cum
soaked tee shirt on
Anne-Marie’s chest. “I’m
gonna
take a shower. If you see my mom on the way out tell her
I’d
like a grilled cheese sandwich for lunch. I’ll
see you when I get back” and with that he turned and left the room a super
confident bounce in his stride.
Anne-Marie cleaned Mike’s cum from her tits and slipped her gym
clothes back on “He’s a real dick,” she thought, “but he’s the hottest guy in
the school”
Dropping the tee shirt to the floor Anne-Marie left Mike’s room,
down the hallway she could hear the shower going. The thought of Mike in the
shower sent a thrill through her and she hated herself for it. She wondered
if the boy staying in Mike’s room would be any less of a bastard.
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