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Subject: {ASSM} Girl Fag - (repost) Chapter 16 by Rachael Ross
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Copyright 2004 Rachael Ross all rights reserved.

Please see chapter one for story codes and important background
information. I strongly suggest you do not read this chapter without
first reading the previous fifteen chapters.

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Girl Fag
by Rachael

Chapter Sixteen



It wasn't that strange, I suppose, three teenagers driving around
Beaverton early on a Monday evening in late September. It was still
warm enough so we had the windows down, enjoying the Indian summer, and
Julie's long black hair was blowing across our faces as we kissed. We
were making out really, with my tongue exploring Julie's mouth,
probing and licking and tickling until it was her turn. And I would
suck her tongue eagerly, enjoying everything about it and feeling my
heart racing with pleasure.

My breasts ached, my nipples throbbing and I'm sure my two friends
felt the same way. We'd all just gotten pierced and Julie and I would
gasp occasionally as our breasts rubbed against each other, sending
little shocks of pain through our sensitive flesh. But it was a good
pain, a welcome discomfort that made us crave even more. I felt
Julie's hand moving to feel my breasts through my shirt, moving slow
and deliberately shy until she could finally squeeze my tit beneath her
gentle hand and I groaned into her mouth.

We were on our way to a little Mexican restaurant that some immigrants
had recently opened when they'd decided to settle down and stop
picking apples for a dollar a day. They'd probably gotten their green
cards or something. Jane was taking a long time getting there though,
and I think she was just driving around the small town slowly, giving
Julie and I a chance to become better acquainted. It was working
anyway, because by the time we finally did pull into the gravel parking
lot, Jane had her hand inside my shirt, playing her fingers across my
flushed skin. I had my own hand under her t-shirt as well, and I'd
undone her bra so it hung loose and I could feel the hard metal of her
piercings below her puffy nipples.

When we broke our kiss I glanced at Jane, who was sitting in the
driver's seat just watching us, a curious smile playing across her
lips. Her skirt had ridden up so I could see her pink panties and the
dark wet spot that covered her slit. She'd been fingering herself, I
knew, and some of the material had been pushed in between her labia
slightly, clinging to her damp flesh. I wondered what Julie would think
of that, but she hadn't noticed at all, she kept her eyes on me as we
caught our breath.

"Are we going to eat?" I asked no one in particular, but mostly to
remind myself what we were supposed to be doing.

"I'm hungry." Jane said, and the tone of her voice suggested she
was hungry for something besides Mexican food.

"I'm not." Julie sighed, missing the point and I giggled, making
the girl smile with a little confusion. "What?"

"People are looking." I realized, and there were a couple people
walking out of the restaurant sort of staring.

"Oh." Julie turned red and slid her hand out from under my shirt.
"Uh, yeah. Sorry." She tried to fix her bra under her t-shirt and
Jane just shook her head, smiling as we watched.

"Just take it off." Jane shrugged.

I nodded in agreement. "It'll probably feel better anyway," I
told Julie. "Nobody's gonna notice."

Jane giggled at that because everyone was gonna notice and we all knew
it. Julie's t-shirt was pretty tight and with her nipples all hard
and puffy and now pierced, they we're going to stick out like
sore...nipples.

But she smiled and did it, working one arm inside her shirt and when
she had that arm free, pulling her bra out the sleeve of the other
side.

"Just hang it on the rearview mirror." I giggled and Julie gasped
at me, but took it as a dare and did it, just to show me she would.
Jane was laughing too, and maybe blushing just a little because it was
her mirror anyway.

We finally got inside and seated at a square wooden table, with Jane to
my left, and Julie on my right. Jane went to use the bathroom while
Julie and I looked at our menus.

"Jane's nice." Julie told me and I nodded.

"Yeah, she is." I agreed.

"It's um, kind of weird though..." Julie leaned closer. "...I
mean her being there while we kissed and all."

"Um, maybe." I licked my lips and sort of avoided Julie's eyes.
I'd been wondering if she was going to say anything, and if she did
what it would be. I couldn't really tell her that Jane was my
girlfriend and she was getting off on watching me make out with Julie.
That would have seemed totally weird, even for a penguin like me, I
thought and that made me smile despite myself.

"What?" Julie was touching my leg with her toes.

"Nothing." I shook my head, trying to think of something. "Does
it uh, really bother you a lot?" I asked, looking into Julie's dark
eyes. "Cause I sort of like it, kinda." And I really wished I could
blush right then, but it never happens when you want it to.

"You do?" Julie sat up a little, thinking about that. "I guess,
um...it doesn't bother me that much."

"Okay." I rubbed my foot on her leg too and I hoped we were
finished with that topic.

"Do you like her?" Julie asked me half a minute later. "I mean
uh, the way you like me?"

How could I answer that? I wasn't going to lie about Jane, not
directly anyway, like I was betraying her or something. I was already
sort of lying, I knew, but just by not telling Julie everything. I
liked Jane way too much to tell anyone that I didn't, even if it
meant losing Julie. Why couldn't the girl just let things happen, I
wondered. But I guess the fact that Jane was so beautiful, and that she
didn't seem very shy, even while Julie and I were making out, would
have aroused anyone's suspicions. Julie had been comparing herself to
Jane, I thought, feeling insecure maybe, and now she wanted some
reassurance.

In a perfect world I would have told Julie everything and she would
have accepted it and been happy and all three of us would have had
wonderful sex together. If the world were only slightly imperfect, I
would have lied and told Julie that Jane was just a friend; that nobody
meant more to me than Julie did. And she would have believed me, and
we'd have kissed and had glorious sex while Jane watched and
masturbated and waited patiently for her turn.

In the world I was living in, I told Julie that I needed to use the
bathroom too, and that was the same as telling her Jane and I were
lovers. But I wasn't thinking straight. I was hot and horny and
confused and worried and wondering when that big asteroid was coming to
hit the earth and put me out of my misery. Or maybe just a small one,
just for me, since I didn't really want anyone else to get hurt.

Jane was just coming out as I was going in and I guess she could tell
something was wrong, so she went back in the bathroom too.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

I just shrugged. "Julie, she was asking about you. If you're my
girlfriend."

"Did you tell her I wasn't?" Jane's eyes were turned down.

"No, of course not." I told her, making it sound like it was a
silly suggestion, which it was to me.

"Really?" She smiled a little and I realized that despite
everything she said, and the way she acted, it wasn't easy for Jane
to pretend she wasn't my girlfriend. The girl had been in love with
me for two years before we'd even spoken to each other.

"Yeah." I smiled, feeling a little better. I could live without
Julie, I thought, but not without Jane. "You're my girlfriend;
I'm not going to say you're not." I just wished I didn't have
to say anything at all.

"Okay." Jane breathed. "I'll go talk to her."

"What are you gonna say?"

"Um, I dunno." Jane shrugged. "I'll tell her I'm in love with
her."

"What?" I stared at Jane, wondering if she was joking and really
hoping she was. "Are you?"

"Of course not!" Jane giggled and put her hands on my shoulders.
"But she doesn't know that. Besides," Jane kissed me quickly,
"she is pretty cute."

I used the bathroom, since I did have to go sort of, but mostly I just
sat in there wondering what I was gonna do. I had no idea what Jane was
saying to her, or even if Julie was still there. She might have gotten
pissed and just decided to leave, not that I would have blamed her. How
could things being going so right one minute, and just fall apart the
next. All I'd had to do was lie to her. I lied all the time, in fact
I was getting sort of good at it, but not about the serious things.
There was something inside me that couldn't go that far, other people
were too important to me for that. I bet Henry didn't have these
problems, I thought. I wondered what it would be like to be that free,
to be that selfish, that nothing and no one else mattered. It had to be
pretty lonely, I thought.

I walked slowly back to the table, a little surprised to see Julie
still there, leaning close to Jane and talking seriously about
something. But they were smiling too, so maybe it was okay, I hoped.

"I thought you fell in!" Jane looked at me and laughed and I tried
smile, shrugging as I sat down.

Julie giggled a little and sat back in her seat. "We ordered you a
taco salad thing, it's supposed to be really good." She told me,
reaching out to touch my hand and lowering her voice a little. "Sorry
I was being kind of a B."

"You weren't." I told her, like don't be ridiculous. "I just
sorta...felt bad for a minute there." I didn't have any excuse, and
I was fumbling around trying to find one.

"Yeah, Jane told me you got your period." Julie said softly,
leaning close. "It's okay, I get really weird when I get mine
too." She giggled self-consciously.

Okay, I thought, that was a good excuse for being in the bathroom for
15 minutes. Way to go, Jane! But it did sort of embarrass me. Anyway,
whatever else Jane had told Julie, I guess it worked because Julie was
just as friendly and cute as ever.

"Ann told me the other night that she has a friend who lives on a
horse ranch." Julie was saying while we ate. We were all having the
salad and it was good. "She's going to see if we can go riding
sometime." Jane giggled and Julie looked at her. "What?"

"Jane lives on the horse ranch." I said, laughing a little too.
"She's the friend I was telling you about. I just didn't ask her
yet."

"Oh." Julie blushed, even though she had no reason to. "Um, okay
so..."

"You guys want to go riding? We can go this weekend if you want."
Jane offered. "Like Saturday?"

"Oh, we were going to go riding at the Tinley Ranch on Saturday, I
mean my whole family." Julie said.

"Tinley's? Don't go there." Jane shook her head sadly. "All
their horses are old, they just walk around the paths like they're
bored."

Walter Tinley had known horses, but he'd died a long time ago and his
son, who was now pretty old himself, just ran a tourist sort of horse
riding stable. It wasn't a ranch at all anymore. People saw his ads
in those colorful little brochures they put in airports and bus
stations and on the ferries. You know, the ones with like 30 different
fun things to see and do, but they never really were? And the city
people would come out to ride horses at the 'Famous Tinley Ranch'
not knowing the difference between riding a horse and just being under
one while it walked around in a big circle so it could get an extra
lump of sugar at the end of the day. Local people pretty much avoided
Tinley's as much as possible.

"Really?" Julie looked unhappy.

"Yeah," I nodded, "Tinley's is a rip-off, nobody goes there."

"Oh." Julie picked at her salad. "That kinda sucks."

"Just come over Saturday, seriously." Jane told her. "Your mom
and dad can come too; we got a lot of horses." She smiled warmly.
"Ann will come over and we'll all go out, right?"

"Yeah." I nodded. Except I was thinking that I was going salvaging
that day, but I'd work it out somehow. I hoped.

"Um, how much is it?" Julie asked and Jane gave her a look.

"We raise horses and sell 'em." Jane laughed. "We don't rent
'em out or anything. Just bring some peanut butter for Slim."

"Slim?" Julie was smiling again.

"Yeah, he's freaky for peanut butter and my dad won't buy him
anymore." Jane smiled as we giggled at her. "I swear, the stupid
horse loves the stuff. He'll eat a whole jar if you let him, suck it
right off your fingers. He don't bite or anything."

"Okay, um Saturday then, cool. I'll tell my parents." Julie was
nodding and we spent the rest of dinner talking about Jane's horses
and how they all had their own little personality quirks. It was pretty
funny, actually, and I was feeling a lot better by the time we were
done.

It was close to eight by that time and Julie said she needed to be home
by about nine, so we ended up just sort of driving around Beaverton
with no real destination in mind. I was getting very used to having
Julie in my lap and we were soon kissing again, our arms around each
other as if nothing weird had ever happened in that little restaurant.
I wondered again what Jane could have possibly said that had gotten
Julie so relaxed that she didn't even care when I pulled her t-shirt
up, exposing her left breast so I could press my lips to her newly
pierced nipple and kiss it tenderly. She sighed and held my head to her
body, rocking her hips slightly as I dragged my tongue over he soft
skin.

Jane pulled into Soldier's Field, which was Beaverton's only real
park, with a picnic area and softball field and some tetherballs and
swing sets. Not really big, but enough for the Fourth of July city
picnic and fireworks show they had every year. I guessed Jane had been
out here before, since it also seemed to be the local lover's lane,
judging from the half dozen cars spread out around the parking lot.

"Why don't you guys get in the back if you want? I'm gonna get
some fresh air." Jane giggled and opened her door as Julie and I
looked at each other.

"There is more room back there." I whispered.

"Okay." Julie nodded, catching her breath, and we hopped out of the
car, and crawled into the backseat. I was stretching to reach the door
so I could close it behind me when Jane popped her head inside.

"I got it." She laughed. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
She winked at Julie and closed the door with a soft thunk.

"What does that mean?" I asked Julie with a giggle.

"She told me she has a crush on you." Julie was leaning back with
her right leg on the bench seat and her left leg on the floor, so her
legs were spread slightly.

"She said that?" I slipped between Julie's thighs, both of us
fully dressed, so that I was lying on top of her, putting most of my
weight on my elbows, and it was a little awkward. The seat wasn't
very wide, but we weren't very big either.

"Yeah." Julie's voice was soft and I kissed her.

"What else did she say?" I sat up a little on my knees, deciding to
take off Julie's t-shirt, or at least see if she'd stop me. I
tugged it upward and she smiled, lifting her arms so I could get it
over her head. "God, you are so pretty." I told her when I had her
shirt in my hands.

"Take yours off too." Julie was unbuttoning my shirt and I watched
her breasts rise and fall in the dim light. "She told me she wanted
to be jealous of me, but..."

Julie had my shirt open and I shrugged it off, tossing it on the front
seat with hers. "But what?" I asked, lowering my body again so I
could press my tits against hers, both of us giving small sighs as our
sensitive nipples rubbed together.

"Mmmm...but she said she really likes me too..." Julie had her arms
around me and we kissed deeply for several minutes, pressing our warm
bodies together in the darkness and feeling the temperature rising
quickly in that small back seat.

"I'm sorry I got jealous before." Julie whispered. "I just
didn't understand."

"It's okay." I licked my lips and then I licked hers too. I still
wasn't clear on what it was that Julie didn't understand, but so
long as she was happy, I was happy.

I could feel my clit burning and hard underneath my strapon, but
protected from direct contact by my underwear and the pad I was
wearing. It was sort of frustrating, especially since my dildo was in a
bad way, being trapped down my left pant leg like it was. I wanted to
reach down and move it a little, but I was a little worried about what
Julie might think. I had my waist between her thighs and if I just slid
my body up a little more, I knew she would feel that strange hardness
between my legs, pressing against her sex, even through all the clothes
we were wearing.

Instead I just kissed down her neck and her shoulder, and down to her
breasts while I inched my body back a little. I bathed her nipples
gently with my tongue and ran my hands across her flat smooth tummy and
along her sides. Julie was so warm, so soft and alive under my touch. I
kissed and sucked and nibbled at Julie's skin while she moaned and
rubbed her hands over my head and shoulders, sitting up occasionally to
rub down my back, and up along my ribs. I barely noticed when Jane
opened the passenger side door quietly and slipped into the front seat,
pulling it softly shut behind her. If Julie was aware of Jane watching
us she gave me no sign of it.

I was soon working at freeing Julie from her jeans, unbuttoning the top
and unzipping them slowly with I played my tongue across her tummy,
licking and kissing her belly button so that she giggled softly and
moaned, as if unable to decide if it felt ticklish or just really good.

"Oh God..." Julie breathed as I pulled her jeans down slowly. She
lifted her hips, helping me as I pulled them down over her tight round
ass and then her thighs, underneath me until they were bunched around
her knees and I had to sit up, pulling off her left shoe so I could get
her jeans off her leg. I just wanted that much, enough freedom so she
could spread her thighs for me.

I kissed her tummy, just above the waistband of her white cotton
panties, and ran my hands up and down her smooth thighs. I felt as if I
were burning up and Jane's body shivered slightly as I kissed the
soft material covering her sex. I wanted to see her pussy so badly, to
taste her and smell her and feel her opening up under my lips and
fingers.

"Uh-huh..." Julie was gasping as I kissed lower, feeling the
softness hidden beneath her panties, the tender swell of her pussy and
the soft cleft of her vagina. I squeezed her thighs and pressed my
tongue against the spot where I guessed her opening to be, pushing
against the material between us and then pressing my mouth flat against
it, as if I would chew my way through with my teeth.

I finally couldn't resist it any longer and I just pulled her panty
aside, hearing the thin fabric stretch with a faint ripping sound. I
could smell her easily, and I knew Julie was every bit as excited as I
was. Her fingers were in my hair, digging into my scalp as I kissed her
pussy for the first time. Julie's body jerked, as if she were trying
to avoid my touch, but then she relaxed and hitched a short sharp
breath as I found her hard little clit, barely slipped from its sheath
at the top of her slit.

I kissed and sucked it gently between my lips, flicking my tongue over
it rapidly until Julie was lifting her hips, humping her sex against my
mouth and crying out loudly. She was going to cum, maybe for the first
time in her life, I didn't know. But it was the first time with
someone else, I knew that, and I pushed my tongue across her tight
little sex, slipping the tip between her moist labia and inside
briefly. She gasped at that first tiny penetration and I did it again,
dipping my tongue deeper and working it between her nether lips, back
and forth, lapping at her sex as my mouth filled with the taste of her
tangy sweet juices.

"Uhh...uh-huh...huh..."  Julie was groaning with every breath and
they were fast now, matching the thrusting of her hips as she tried to
fuck my tongue. I stiffened it, letting it push into her tight vagina
and slip back out. I sucked her labia into my mouth, nibbling the soft
swollen folds gently and squeezing her firm round ass with my hands
underneath her. She was cumming then, quickly and with a frenzy of
movement, her legs coming up and squeezing together around my head. Her
entire body seemed to spasm with hard contractions and Julie's high
pitched voice filled the car with meaningless cries and moans of
pleasure.

I tried to hold her still, my mouth pressed to her quivering sex and my
hands cupping her ass tightly. I couldn't breathe and I didn't even
want to, Julie's orgasm was a wet one, with a small flood of pungent,
musky cum that pooled on my tongue as fast as I could drink it. I'd
never tasted anything like that; she was so much different than any of
the other girl's I'd been with. Her sex was heady and distinctive
and filled me with a thirst for more.

It was several long minutes before I was finally able to pull her legs
open and breathe cool fresh air. She was still slightly out of it,
panting and shaking slightly, and her hands just went back and forth
across my shoulders blindly. I was hot and sweaty and my lungs burned
from being too long without enough air, but I was happy too. I'd made
Julie cum, I'd tasted her finally and I glanced to my right to see
Jane smiling at me, her arm moving as she played with her sex. I smiled
back, weakly, and leaned over impulsively, meeting Jane's urgent kiss
and letting her tongue swim into my mouth so she could share in
Julie's orgasm.

Jane and I didn't kiss very long though, not nearly as long as either
of us wanted, but it was enough for the moment and I slid my body atop
Julie's so I could kiss her as well. I was so hot all over that all I
could think of was having sex with Julie while Jane watched us. I
wanted to break Julie's cherry suddenly, the way I'd imagined doing
it that night when I'd made love with Jane. The thoughts wouldn't
go away and I kissed Julie harder until we had to stop for air.

"Tha...that was...unbelievable..." Julie whispered, hugging me and
biting my ear. "Oh god...thank you..."

"I want to make love to you." I breathed, my lips close to her ear.
"Can I make love to you, Julie?" I had to ask, I wanted to do it so
badly. I didn't think about it at all, I just said the words,
reaching down between us so I could finally free my fake cock.

"What?" Julie looked into my eyes. "What do you mean?"

I undid my pants hurriedly, feeling clumsy and foolish, but unable to
help myself. My clit was throbbing almost painfully and it seemed my
strapon was just an extension of that, like if I could use it, if I
could make love to Julie like a real boy, I'd find relief for the
ache in my clit, which was really just the tip of my desire. I was
filled completely with the need to have her right then, in front of
Jane the way we'd imagined it in that little cabin.

"I want to have sex with you." I kissed her, ignoring the confusion
in her face. I had my dildo out, my long thick cock, and I pressed
myself against her, so she could feel it across the top of her sex and
along her tummy.

"What's that?" Julie's eyes got huge and I might have laughed,
but I was so desperate to make love to her that it never occurred to
me.

"My cock." I whispered and kissed her again, this time deeper,
pushing my tongue into her mouth as if I might stifle any protest she
might make. I was guiding the head of my fake penis across her vagina,
rubbing it up and down her slit, searching for her small virginal
opening.

"I...I'm scared..." Julie whispered and I could feel her moving
slightly, trying to avoid my cock. "Please, Ann...I...I don't want
to..."

And that was all it took. It seemed like whatever was trying to possess
me faded away as quickly as it had come and I nodded, blinking hard and
wondering at what I was doing. She didn't want to, this was too fast.
We were in the backseat of a car on our first date and this was all
wrong. I knew that, or I should have known that. What was wrong with
me?

"Yeah..." I nodded and I stopped moving. "I don't want to
either...not like this..." I promised her. "Not until you want
to." I kissed her gently. "I don't want to hurt you."

"You didn't hurt me." Julie smiled and kissed me back. "You
made me feel real good. I just...I want to wait a little...okay?"

"Yeah." I said, and it was like a great wave of relief washed over
me. It was so strong it was almost like an orgasm, I thought,
just...relief. "I want to wait too...as long as you want...I can
wait."

We just lay there then, my strapon forgotten completely, even though it
was still rubbing between our bodies like a big hard cock. We didn't
need it right then, we just kissed and hugged and whispered soft words
and smiled and giggled.

"Ahem." Jane coughed softly and I think we'd forgotten she was
there, at least I had, I'm not sure that Julie had ever known it. She
gave a little jerk and stared over my shoulder, her eyes wide and her
legs tightened a little, squeezing around my hips.

"It's about five minutes until nine." Jane said, almost
apologetically.

Jane slipped out of the car and Julie and I dressed quickly, looking
like something out of Keystone Cops probably, as we moved this way and
that and hopped out and back in the car, trying to look normal, like
we'd just spent a couple hours doing nothing more daring than holding
hands or sharing an ice cream cone.

We dropped Julie off and I walked her to the door, carrying her
shopping bag for her, and knowing her dad was peeking through the
curtains, so I just gave Julie a little kiss on the cheek. I felt funny
even doing that, to tell the truth, but if her parents were that cool,
I might as well do it, right? I almost felt like apologizing for what
we'd almost done, but I don't think Julie was mad at all. She'd
wanted me to stop and I had and we'd talked about it, at least as
much as we needed to, and then gone back to snuggling. So why did I
still feel guilty? It was weird.

"Call me later, okay?" Julie smiled.

"Yeah." I agreed. "I'll wake you up."

"Okay." She giggled and waved at me.

I got back in the car and Jane drove up the block to the first
intersection, took a left, and parked under a big elm tree that had
lost most of its leaves. She hadn't said a single word and neither
had I until Jane turned off the engine and looked at me.

"You could have done it." Jane released her seatbelt with a loud
click, pushing the harness out of the way.

"No I couldn't." I released mine too.

"You're so cool." Jane smiled at me and she turned, stepping
awkwardly over the shifter and the plastic console mounted between the
front seats. She was facing me and she straddled my thighs with her
hands on my shoulders.

"If I was really cool Julie wouldn't have had to say no." I
shrugged.

"Nope." Jane shook her head. "Uh-uh, she wanted you to try. She
wanted to say no."

Jane licked her lips and reached down, finding the seat lever and gave
it a tug so that our weight pushed the seatback all the way down to
near horizontal with a jarring thud. I found myself lying down and Jane
was undoing my pants quickly.

"She wanted me to stop too." I smiled.

"Yeah." Jane pulled my strapon free with a little grunt of
satisfaction as it stuck straight up like a huge cock. "And you
did..." Jane pulled her pink panties to the side and rubbed the head
of my fake penis across her slit. "That's why you're
so...ughhhh..." She sighed as she lowered herself slowly onto my cock
and I put my hands on her hips, just watching her. "...cool.

"You are so hot." I whispered as Jane took half of the cock at
first and then lifted up, lowering herself again and again, taking just
a little more each time until she had all of that thick dildo in her
tight wet sex.

"Wait a sec..." Jane breathed, rocking her hips just a little.
"...I wanna get used to it." She put her hands on my tits, feeling
me through my shirt and sending little jolts of pain from my new
piercings to my brain and deep down into my tummy.

"What did you tell her, before?" I asked Jane, giving her a small
thrust with my hips.

"Julie?" Jane seemed a little lost and she smiled, focusing her
eyes on me. "Ummm, I told her I was your girlfriend."

"What?" I stopped moving. "You didn't."

"Yeah...uh-huh..." She was moving a little now. "I told her uh,
you liked both of us...uhhh...that's nice..." Jane shivered as the
cock found a good spot inside her briefly.

"What did she say?" I wished Jane would stop fucking herself for a
minute and just talk to me, but she'd been waiting all night for
this.

"Uhhmmm..." Jane smiled and squeezed my boobs hard, as if punishing
me for not fucking her. "...she said she'd think about it." Jane
giggled. "She loves you, don't worry so much!"

"Think about it?" I was worried. "Why didn't she say
something?" I wondered aloud.

"She did." Jane sighed, looking down at me a little frustrated I
think. "She told you to stop."

I gave Jane a blank look and she laughed.

"You are such a total guy! I love you." Jane leaned down to kiss
me. "Just watch yourself, okay? She plays for keeps." She kissed me
again, biting my bottom lip hard between her teeth and tugging it
painfully. "And I'm not going to give you up."

"Ow!" I grinned at her and rubbed my lip, checking my finger for
blood.

"Will you fuck me now, Mistress Ann? Please?" She was teasing me
and I laughed.

"Mistress Ann, huh?" I grabbed Jane by the hips and lifted her
slightly, just enough so I could pull her back down as I pushed up with
my hips, ramming my dildo into her vagina hard.

"Uhhh...yeah...fuck me like I'm...uh...Julie now..." Jane gasped
and then we were fucking good, with her on top bouncing her ass off my
thighs as I tried to drive my cock as far inside her as I could. My
clit was rocking underneath the base and it actually felt really good
through my pad and my underwear, instead of rubbing it directly as it
usually did. I was going to cum in no time, a good clitoral orgasm to
wash away all my doubts and frustrations.

Jane was cumming too, having another of her long multiple orgasms that
I sort of envied because she was totally female and could really enjoy
it. I mean I enjoyed mine, but I wondered sometimes if they felt the
same, because I think a part of me always held back a little, sort of
resenting the fact that I was getting off as a girl. I tried not to
think about it, and mostly I didn't, but the fact was that I had a
girl's body. No matter what my mind was thinking, when I felt good,
when I was cumming, I was a girl. I hated that.

Jane dropped me off at home around 10:30 and I sort of snuck in
carrying my little bag with the stuff I'd bought. It wasn't very
much, compared to Jane and Julie's shopping spree, but that was okay.

"Hi Ann. Some guy just called, like 30 seconds ago." Henry said.
"Named Steve or something. He's been calling all night."

"Hi Henry, okay thanks." He was being nice and I knew why.

"Do you want a coke or something?" He asked me, and I shook my
head. "Nah, I gotta take a shower." I saw the look on his face and
I laughed. "That's not an invitation, bro." I whispered.

"Yeah, um, okay." Henry sighed.

He was gonna have to be nice for like 3 days in a row, I decided.
Anyway, I'd had a lot of sex with Jane, she'd wanted to do it for
like an hour and I know she had to be sore down there, cause I was! And
I hadn't even been the one taking it. I was a mess though and it took
me awhile to get cleaned up, but I felt a lot better afterwards.

"Hey, Lance called, and so did Matt." Steve, my brother Steve,
smiled at me as I walked out of my bedroom wearing Scott's old
pajamas. "I think some other guy too, I dunno. We need to get you a
secretary."

"Yeah." I giggled. "I'm Mr. Popular these days." We walked
downstairs together.

"Pops was looking for you too. We got that Cougar primed, you can
paint it tomorrow night. David's out in the paint shack right now
masking it off with Mark. The guy wants teal and black. It's all out
there."

"Teal?" I looked at Steve. "What happened to champagne?" The
owner was an older guy, retired in Spokane and the car was supposed to
be for the WSU Booster Club, and he liked weird colors, considering the
WSU Cougars' colors were definitely not black and teal.

"Changed his mind." Steve shrugged. "We're gonna start working
on the old pantry tomorrow. I think Mr. Stiles wanted to know if you
had any ideas or something. Like how big a closet or special windows,
or whatever." Steve was going in the kitchen and I followed him.

"Oh yeah?" I smiled, thinking how nice it would be to have my own
room.

"What's that?" Henry asked, still standing there and now eating a
sandwich.

"My new room." I smiled. "Any juice in there?"

"Yeah." Henry nodded, getting me a glass of apple juice. It was
sort of nice having a friendly Henry close by, I thought. "Here you
go."

"Hey um, Steve?" I looked at him. He was picking up the phone and
punching some numbers.

"Hmmm...?" He looked at me. "Hold on...Steph? Hey, yeah...I'm
great, hey I was wondering if you wanted to go out tomorrow...yeah,
that one...after class? Sure...you mean Ann?" Steve glanced at me and
I narrowed my eyes. "...uh, no...she won't be there...okay,
yeah...I'll see you then...night...you too...bye."

"What was that?" I asked him. Henry was watching us with interest.

"Uh, Stephanie, she was wondering if you were going to be at this
thing we're going to tomorrow night." Steve shrugged.

"Why?" I asked, knowing why already.

"Uh, guess."" Steve laughed and I shook my head. "What we're
you gonna say before?"

"Wait," Henry interrupted, "why did she want to know?"

"None of your business, Henry." Steve gave him an annoyed look.

"But..."

"Henry," I gave him a little smile, "be nice."

"Yeah, okay." He shrugged and walked out of the kitchen mumbling to
himself, giving Steve a dirty look.

"Um, I was wondering if you knew Miss Haven, the uh, nurse at my
school." I'd been sort of debating if I should try and hook Steve
up with her or not, but once I'd seen her body, I knew I had to try.

"Miss Haven?" Steve looked blank. "What's her first name? She
live in town here?"

Then the phone was ringing and I picked it up. "Hi, um Ann? It's me
Steve. How are..."

"Hi. Call me back in ten minutes, okay?" I hung up the phone.
"His name is Steve too." I shrugged and my brother just shook his
head. "Um, I don't know her first name." I giggled, thinking it
weird having sex with someone three times and not knowing her first
name.

"Miss Haven...I might have seen her, I don't know." My brother
answered me with a shrug. "Why?"

"Cause um, well, you'd like her." I saw the look on my
brother's face and I sort of jumped over, putting my hand on his
chest. "No wait, I'm serious, man, she's totally hot. You'd
really like her I think."

"Why would I really like her?" Steve asked, sort of humoring me.

"Uh, she's like a fitness model. I swear, she's the assistant
football coach." I smiled as I saw some interest flicker across
Steve's handsome face. "Her body is seriously hard."

"Oh yeah?" Steve considered that for a minute. "What's she
like?"

"I dunno, she's nice. Sort of quiet really, I think she's a
little shy." I tried to think of cool stuff to say but the fact was
that I hardly knew her at all, even though we'd had a lot of sex. But
I wasn't gonna tell Steve that!

"What does she look like?" Steve asked me.

"Um, she's like 25 maybe, 26 possibly, but I doubt it. Blonde hair,
blue eyes, really pretty face and like I said, her body is killer.
She's got a way better stomach than I do." I lifted up my pajamas
just to show Steve my abdominals, which looked pretty good just
standing there.

"Jeez." Steve grinned. "Look at you." He touched my stomach and
I tightened my muscles for him. "I told you all had you had to do was
work out a little."

"Yeah." I nodded happily. "It's cool, huh?"

"Yeah." Steve was smiling. "So she's got better abs than you?
You're messing with me."

"No way!" I shook my head. "I just don't really know her real
good, I mean she could be sort of an airhead or something, I don't
know. But she doesn't have a boyfriend, I know that much."

"How do you know that?" Steve gave me a look like he was suspicious
or something.

"Cause I asked her!" I laughed, trying to sound totally innocent of
anything. "Let me get her phone number for you, okay? Or just um,
come by football practice tomorrow, like at five o'clock, you got
classes then?"

"No, I'm free. But I have to pick up Steph at six." Steve said.

"Okay, that's cool, just come by the football field and you can
meet her, like you're just checking up on me or something, it'll be
perfect." I looked at my brother, really wanting him to do this. He
deserved a decent girlfriend.

"Yeah, um okay." Steve shrugged. "Five o'clock."

"Cool!" I grinned. "I bet you don't make your date with
Stephanie. Not after you meet Miss Haven." I giggled and the phone
was ringing.

"We'll see." Steve took a deep breath and wandered out of the
kitchen shaking his head.

"Hi." I said, knowing it was gonna be my friend Steve.

"Uh, hi. Can you talk now, or do I need to call back again?" He
sounded a little pissed and I giggled.

"I'm sorry, I was just right in the middle of something." I
really did feel kinda bad, this guy had been trying to hook up with me
for the last 3 days.

"It's okay."

"So what's up?" I asked, feeling pretty cheerful after my talk
with my brother.

"Nothing, I just wanted to say hi, um...find out if you were ever
gonna go out with me, you know, little stuff like that."

"What are you doing tomorrow night?" I asked. "Can you come
over?"

"Uh, yeah I guess so. I don't know where you live though."

"Cool, I'll give you a map tomorrow during lunch." I laughed.

"Uh, okay. What are we gonna do?" he chuckled. "Wrestle?"

"What?" I giggled. "No, we're gonna paint! So um, wear some old
shoes, okay? Don't worry about your clothes, I got some coveralls you
can wear."

"You're serious?" Steve sounded shocked.

"Well, yeah. Don't worry, we can talk while we do it. It'll be
fun, you'll see."

"I'm not a very good painter though, uh, maybe..."

"Nah, you'll be cool. I'll do all the painting, you can watch and
tell me when I mess up." I laughed cause I never messed up, not so
Steve would ever be able to point out anyway. That's why David would
be with me, although I didn't really need him, it was always better
to have an extra pair of eyes and hands.

"Um, okay." Steve said.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow then!"

"Sure, okay, um...goodnight?" He realized I might be hanging up.

"Night!" I hung up the phone.

He really wanted to talk more, I knew. I mean he'd been waiting three
days to get through to me on the phone and it had lasted less than 5
minutes, and all he'd gotten was invitation to watch me paint a '74
Mercury Cougar! I was being bad, I knew, but I really wanted to call
Julie.

I wasn't really sure what was going on with Julie. I mean it was
cool, we'd had a good time, especially making out, and even my
attempt to have real sex with her hadn't been awful. She wanted to
wait, and that was cool, although mostly I was bothered my desire to do
it, which had been a little overwhelming almost. It seemed totally
unlike me and it made me wonder about what I'd been doing lately. I
hadn't even had sex with another girl until a few weeks before and
now I was like a full tilt lesbo! Where did that come from? But I still
wanted to be a guy more than ever and have man sex, but I didn't seem
to be getting any, at least not like I imagined I wanted it.

I needed a boyfriend, I thought to myself, I really did. And not just
any boyfriend, but one who really understood what I was about and could
help me through it somehow. Whatever 'it' was. My new friend Steve
wanted to be my boyfriend, and I sort of liked him, but I wasn't
sure. Probably because I hadn't given him much of a chance, and I was
unhappy about that. Levi would have been my perfect boyfriend, except
he lived so far away and had tried to screw me, but I didn't hold
that against him. If only Brian Hades was queer, I thought, and that
surprised me, cause I hadn't thought of him for a couple days. Ever
since I'd punched him in the nose, basically, and he had been
avoiding me.

And Julie...wow, what was I gonna do there? Jane seemed to understand
her a lot better than I did. I had no idea what Jane had been talking
about when she said Julie played for keeps, it sounded like some secret
girl code that I wasn't privy too. But if Julie did know about me and
Jane and didn't care, or maybe took it as a challenge, like she'd
split us up somehow, then I was really confused. I wasn't gonna pick
between them and if Julie made me choose, well, I was with Jane because
I knew Jane wouldn't make me pick between her and someone else.
She'd be content to share, and that was something that I didn't
really understand either, since I didn't want to share her with
anyone, not like that.

"Hi!" Julie hadn't been asleep and it sounded like she'd been
waiting for me to call.

"Hi, what are you doing?" I asked, sitting on the kitchen floor in
what was becoming my usual spot.

"Painting my toes with my new nail polish." Julie giggled. "I
can't believe you got me all this stuff. I feel kind of guilty about
it."

"No, don't say that." I was smiling at the phone. "I had
fun."

"Me too." Julie said softly. "A lot of fun."

"Um, did Jane tell you about...us? Her and me?" I sort of winced
because if Jane hadn't, then I was really opening a box full of
trouble. But I had to know what was going on.

"Yeah, she told me." Julie said.

"That she's my girlfriend?" I held my breath.

"Uh-huh." I could almost see Julie nodding. "It's okay, um, it
just bothered me a little at first."

"What uh, changed your mind?" I asked.

"When she told me she didn't care if I was your girlfriend too."
Julie said. "I mean, that was weird cause I'd have been mad if I
was her, but she said you guys had like an arrangement or something."

"Oh." I wondered what that meant, although I thought I had some
idea. "You mean about how I can have another girlfriend and she
can't?"

"Yeah." Julie laughed. "That's pretty trippy."

"Jane's pretty special, yeah." I laughed, but it was a nervous
one.

"Yeah, she is. I like her, but um, I don't know. I just don't
understand her." Julie told me.

Join the club, I thought. "But you're cool with it, I mean uh, Jane
being my girlfriend and, um, well...are you my girlfriend?"

Julie giggled. "I don't know, am I?"

"I want you to be, yeah." I whispered.

"I do too, but I won't be a girlfriend like Jane." Julie said
seriously. "I won't pretend I'm not your girlfriend just so you
can make out with somebody in front of me."

"I don't want you to be, I already have a Jane and one is
enough." I joked. "I like you the way you are."

"So, um no more girlfriends?" Julie asked me. "There isn't
gonna be like more girls driving us around and watching us make out and
stuff?"

"Nope, I promise."

"Okay, yeah." Julie sighed like she'd been holding her breath.
"Yeah, I'm your girlfriend."

"But..." I licked my lips. "I'm always gonna be with Jane. I
mean, you have to know that, okay? I love both of you, I swear, and I
can't pick or whatever."

"I know." Julie whispered. "I...we love you too. We um, sort of
made a deal."

"You and Jane made a deal?"

"Yeah, if we were both gonna be your girlfriend then we have to be
friends, like best friends...or even sisters, Jane said."

"Like Mark and David." I thought out loud.

"Who?"

"My brothers, um, they both date Jane's sister, Sherry." I
giggled. "It's sorta complicated, but I understand what she was
telling you."

"We thought we should do everything kinda together, I mean as much as
we can." Julie was explaining, and I understood completely. Sherry
didn't really separate Mark and David; in her mind they just formed
one person, if that makes sense. She was always with them both, never
just one or the other, and so they had no reason to get jealous. It was
just as normal for them as, well, as me having Jane and Julie and
that's what we'd have to do.

"Yeah, we should." I agreed and we were quiet for awhile. I was
just hoping Julie was really okay with this and wondering what would
happen if it turned out she wasn't.

"I really, um...I wanted you to do it tonight." Julie said softly.

"Huh?" I had to focus on what she was saying.

"When you wanted to do it? To put that...your um, cock, inside me? I
really wanted to." I could barely hear what Julie was saying and I
held my breath. "But I was scared."

"So was I." I told her and she giggled like she didn't believe
me. "No, really, it was..."

"I'm glad you stopped." She told me. "When you stopped and
didn't get mad or anything. That's when I knew."

"Knew what?" I asked, feeling sort of lost.

"That I really love you."

"Oh. Well, that's uh, why I stopped."

"I know, it just made me feel really good knowing I can trust you
like that." She sounded really serious. "Thank you."

"Yeah, um, you're welcome." I giggled self-consciously, having no
idea what I was supposed to say to that. "Anytime."

"Silly." She giggled too. "When you come over Friday?" She
paused like maybe she expected me to say I'd changed my mind or
something.

"Yeah?"

"We can do it." Julie whispered. "If you still want to."

"Really?" I asked, wondering why she would ever imagine I
wouldn't want to.

"Yeah." She was probably blushing nicely, I thought. "I can't
wait."

"Um, Jane can come over too, right?" I asked, unable to stop
myself, but I had to ask and I wondered what I'd say if Julie said
no.

"Yeah." She said without hesitating. "That's the deal,
right?"

"Yeah." I told her, sighing with relief.

"I didn't ask my parents yet, but they know you're coming and
they liked Jane so, I don't think they'll mind."

"Okay." It seemed totally bizarre that her parents wouldn't only
encourage their daughter to have a lesbian girlfriend, but they'd let
me spend the night in her bedroom with her. I'd heard some stories
about San Francisco and I guessed that place must have been even
weirder than I thought.

"Did um, you and Jane do it?" Julie asked softly. "I mean
tonight, after you dropped me off."

"Yeah." I breathed.

"Did you think about me?" She was breathing a little harder.

"I thought about you, yeah." I sighed, feeling my tummy tightening
a little.

"Jane said you would." Julie sighed too. "She said she was going
to make love to you, but pretend she was me."

"She did, yeah." I swallowed. "She uh, she really wants to see
us, I think."

"That's gonna be so weird." Julie giggled breathlessly.

"Do you want her to?" I asked, rubbing my clit, just a little cause
it was throbbing.

"Yeah." Julie whispered. "I want to see her face when we make
love."

"She's going to be jealous."

"I know." Julie hitched a sharp little breath.

"Are you touching yourself?"

"Uh-huh."

"Me too." I told her softly.

"I never um, felt like that before." Julie said slowly. "When you
were kissing me."

"You never came before?"

"No..." She cleared her throat a little. "Will you do that again
for me, before we um, make love?"

"Yeah." I promised. "Jane will do it too, if you want."

"Oh." Julie gave a little gasp. "I am so wet." She giggled
sweetly.

"Me too."

"I can um, kiss you too, if you want." Her breathing was fast.
"Kiss your...pussy."

"Mmmm..." I sighed wondering if I really wanted her to or not.
"...I really want to see you lick Jane's pussy."

"Y-You do?"

"Yeah..." I gave a little moan, just rubbing my clit through my
pajamas. "Would you do that for me?"

"Yessss..." Julie hissed softly. "If you want me too. I'll do
anything...ummmmm...I think...ah....I'm gonna do it...oh...!" She
was moaning as well and I thought I could hear the rustle of her bed
sheets or something as she worked her fingers between her thighs.

"Are you gonna cum, Julie?" I whispered. "Are you going to cum
for me now...do it...I want to hear you...rub your pussy for me...make
it feel good, Julie."

"Oh...yes...uh-huh...uh...huh...uh-huh..." She was making those
same soft high pitched noises she'd made when I brought her off with
my mouth and I closed my eyes, pressing my clit hard, like a button I
just had to push.

"I love you, Julie...fuck yourself for me...cum for me...let me hear
it..." I could hardly breathe and I was rocking my hips as I sat on
the floor, mindless of everything but Julie's gasping climax and my
own impending orgasm.

"uh-huh...oh...uhhhhh...I...I'm cumming...uh-huh....uh-huh...oh
ahhh...huh...!!!" And she must have dropped the phone because there
were funny noises and she sounded far away, moaning loudly and I
thought she must have been waking up the neighborhood.

But I didn't think about that too much because I could barely hold
the phone myself as a little orgasm suddenly burst deep in my tummy,
sending sparks through my eyes and making my hair stand on end. I
closed my legs tightly, trapping my hand as I just pushed against my
clit, feeling it throb in time with my rapid heartbeat.

It was a few minutes before I heard Julie's panting voice again and I
could barely reply.

"Oh...wow...god..." She was breathing. "That was intense."

"Oh yeah." I gasped. "Really intense."

"I uh...I gotta use the bathroom." She giggled.

"Heh." I laughed weakly, thankful I was wearing a pad, although it
felt wet and heavy now.

"Call me tomorrow, okay? Please? Like 5 times?" She was still
giggling, like she was a little drunk.

"Five times?" I teased her with a groan. "I'll try."

We said our soft goodbyes and I just sat there, still catching my
breath, and holding the phone to my heaving breasts.

"That must have been some phone call." Henry said, scaring the crap
out of me. He must have been just outside the kitchen, listening and
probably jerking off, since his zipper was halfway down and I could see
his cock was hard in his pants.

I stood up slowly, frowning and trying to ignore him as I hung up the
phone. "Why do you gotta be like this, Henry?" I looked at him
finally. "I don't bother you."

"I didn't bother you either." He said defensively. "It's not
my fault you're having phone sex in the kitchen."

"Yeah, but you don't have to spy on people either." I was pretty
sure most of my other brothers would have done the same thing though,
so maybe I was just being too hard on him. He really hadn't
interrupted me at least, that was something. But still...

"Are you uh, are you gonna take a shower?" He grinned at me. "I
can wash your back, or even your front, if you want."

"I don't want." I shook my head. "I gotta go see David." I
shoved my feet in a pair of shoes; probably Scott's I thought, and
pushed open the kitchen door.

"It's cold outside." Henry said, but I ignored him.

The cold felt good anyway, and went through my thin pajamas like they
were nothing. We had about 5 buildings that made the whole 'garage'
and the one I was going to was a prefab aluminum rectangle. It was the
paint shed and it was split in 3 parts, with a prep area, a panting
area, and a drying room. But usually we just prepped in the painting
area, unless we had a bunch of cars backed up, which happened
sometimes. This time though it was just the Cougar. David and Mark were
sitting on it drinking beer and talking when I walked in and it was
nice and warm. That was the good thing about the paint shed, it had
really good insulation and serious ventilation cause it had to stay
really clean and at the right temperature.

"Hey guys." I smiled and Mark offered me his beer, which I took. It
was just half full, and a little warm, but I was thirsty.

"You ready to do this thing tomorrow?" David handed me a folder
that had all the drawings of what was gonna be painted. He did it all
on computer and they looked pretty close to what the car would look
like.

"Steve said the guy wanted teal or something." I said, looking
through them.

"Yeah, just the top and the pin striping, it was a pain in the ass
stripping off that velour." Mark made a face.

"What did you use? That sodium hydroxide stuff?"

"Yeah, it stinks too, fuckin easy off." Mark rolled his eyes.
Basically the stuff he used was just oven cleaner, and it was pretty
nasty, but you couldn't grind or sand velour cause it just melted to
the disk, so every 5 minutes you'd be changing it out.

"So the WSU logo goes on the doors and the big Cougar goes on the
hood and the boosters thingy goes on the back." I shrugged.
"Cakewalk. You got the templates, right?"

"Yeah." David nodded. "We can mask the stripes while you do them,
that'll be cake too. I got the paint ready, we'll mix it tomorrow,
just factory though. You figure the guy's springing 20 grand for the
body and motor and shit, and he'd splurge a little on the paint?"
David shook his head. "He's gonna be sad we didn't dust it."

"His car." Mark shrugged. "His loss."

David had tried to sell the guy on using diamond dust, which was paint
with microscopic molecular bits of something that gave the paint a
magical sheen to it, almost an illusion, and it really, really looked
good with black. For lighter colors there was other stuff, but dust was
fantastic with black and midnight blue, and colors like that. All these
tiny atoms caught the light and refracted it, sort of like having a
billion tiny prisms or something, except you didn't get all the
colors, just certain ones. Black gave you sort of an ice blue color,
that you really couldn't see, but it stimulated the eyes, or the
mind, or something, like a subliminal message. So when you weren't
looking you thought you saw colors under the colors, but if you looked
for it, it was gone. I don't know how it worked, I just knew it did
and it was awesome. But it was about $1300 for a five liter can of it
too, and that would add up quick.

"Overkill for this thing anyway." I laughed. "All they're gonna
do is drive it in the parades once in awhile."

"Yeah." David drank his beer down.

"Hey, a friend of mine is coming over tomorrow night; just to watch
me paint, hang out a little."

"Oh yeah?" Mark looked at me. "Who's that?"

"A guy named Steve, he's in the 7th grade." I shrugged. "He
wants me to go out with him."

"Got a little boyfriend action, huh?" David grinned.

"Nah, he's cool. I just wanna get to know him a little." I killed
my beer.

"How's you and Jane doing?" Mark asked me.

"We're great." I smiled big.

"You looked like you were having a good time at Darryl's party."
David laughed. "That was awesome, Sherry was cumming in her panties,
I swear."

"No doubt!" Mark nodded and gave David a high five. "Steve was
gonna have a cow though."

"Nah," David shook his head grinning. "His girlfriend was having
the cows, like triplets. You seriously freaked her, Ann."

I just stood there smiling and feeling a little embarrassed, but that
was okay. Mark and David had probably been waiting for the chance to
laugh about it with me.

"Hey, wanna see something really cool?" I asked them and a moment
later I was unbuttoning my pajama top, so they could see my newly
pierced breasts. "Cool, huh? Jane and Julie got theirs pierced
too."

"Oh, that's trick, dude." David leaned over a little, playing
with one gently. "Does it hurt?"

"It's a little sore, yeah." I admitted. My nipples were sorta red
and puffy, but not too bad.

"Who's Julie?" Mark asked, touching my other nipple.

"She's my other girlfriend." I giggled. "I kinda have two of
them now."

"You're so weird, Ann." Mark laughed.

"But cool weird." David grinned. He was squeezing my whole breast
now, massaging it gently in his hand and Mark was doing the same thing.

"We're gonna get caught." I giggled, but I wasn't trying to
stop them.

"No were not." Mark said. He went over to the side door and locked
it. The big garage door was already down and nobody would open that
anyway.

David was unzipping his pants while he rubbed his thumb over my nipple,
making me gasp slightly as the sensitive flesh protested. "Take out
my cock." He said softly.

I reached down, licking my lips and reaching my hand inside his pants
to find his hot penis, already stiffening as I pulled it out. I stroked
it slowly in my hand until Mark came back, standing next to David and
grabbing my left breast, playing with it slowly.

"Mine too." Mark urged, and he watched me as I unzipped his jeans
and freed his semi-hard cock so that I had Mark and David side by side.

"D�j� vu all over again." I giggled and took each of them in my
hands, stroking their cocks until both of my brothers were hard and
precum glistened at the tips. "You guys want me to suck you again?"

"Oh yeah, just like before." David nodded.

I slipped down to my knees, taking David's cock slowly in my mouth
while I rubbed Mark's, sliding my stretched lips over the head and
down the shaft, licking around the head with my tongue. I switched
after a few minutes to Mark, doing the same thing and enjoying the way
my two brothers were so similar and yet different from each other too.
I rubbed my saliva along David's shaft and opened my throat for Mark,
reaching back to pull his ass so he'd push his cock inside me
completely.

"Ohhh...god that's good..." Mark breathed as his swollen penis
slipped into my waiting throat, sliding in until my lips were tight
around the base of his cock.

When he pulled out his dick was shiny and wet and I rubbed it slowly
while I took David once more, deep throating him slowly and trying to
swallow around his thick cock so that the soft muscles in my throat
seemed to spasm lightly. He was moaning and his fingers were in my
hair, holding my face against the rough material of his jeans until I
had to push off so I could breathe.

We did it like that for awhile, until my throat started getting sore
from being stretched, especially by Mark, who was just a little thicker
than David, and his cock had a curious bend to it, like a banana, that
tickled me a little. Spit and precum was flowing from my mouth, there
was just too much to swallow it seemed like, and long sticky tendrils
of it clung to my lips and their cocks, stretching and breaking and
finally dripping onto the floor below us.

"Together." I breathed, pulling my brothers closer, so I could
press their cocks together. I wrapped my hands around the both of them,
loving the way they looked, two big, hard man cocks rubbing against
each other, throbbing in my hands, and I licked and kissed around their
smooth swollen heads, trying to squeeze them both into my mouth at
once. I licked underneath, pressing my brothers' hard cocks to my
face and letting them slide wetly across my cheeks and nose and eyes. I
loved their cocks, the way they felt and smelled and tasted. I tongued
their balls and mouthed them gently in turn, all the while stroking my
brothers together.

They were a lot more comfortable with it this time, I thought. The
first time they'd been a little nervous, despite being half-drunk,
that touching their cocks together would make them fags or something.
But now they just accepted it and enjoyed the attentions of my mouth
and hands. It was like heaven for me and I worked them the best I knew
how, wanting them to cum for me at the same time. I needed to see those
two beautiful cocks jerking together and mixing their thick sperm as it
filled my mouth.

"Mmmm...sis...damn that feels good..." Mark was breathing hard and
pushing a little with his hips.

"Yeah...suck us, Ann...suck our cocks..." David began thrusting a
little too, both of my brothers finding a different rhythm so their
cocks would rub together under my fingers and I could take the tips of
their cocks in my mouth one at a time.

"Ah shit...I'm gonna cum..." Mark was saying, moving his hips
faster and reaching down to grab my head. "I'm gonna...cum
Ann...fuck!" And his penis pulsed suddenly and a thick jet of his
sperm shot into my mouth.

"Oh, man!" David gasped and then he was cumming too, spraying hot
jism across my face until I could get Mark free of my lips and spread
my mouth wide for them both. It was messy and my brothers were shooting
their cum all across my lips, into my mouth, and up onto my cheeks and
nose as I stroked their cocks hard, sliding my wet fingers back and
forth along the combined thickness of two jerking cocks.

I finally just took them in my mouth, both of their cockheads,
squeezing them and moving my head from side to side trying to make
room. They had been cumming hard at first, but soon their spasms slowed
and cum seemed to trickle from their cocks. I rubbed them around my
face, which was covered with thick gobs of sperm. I tried shoveling it
into my hungry mouth, smiling and giggling a little as the stuff seemed
to stick and run and tease me.

"Jesus..." David was grinning at me.

"She's kinda nasty, ain't she?" Mark laughed and gave David a
high five.

"I like it." I smiled up at them, letting their cocks go finally
and just using my fingers to scoop cum into my mouth. "It tastes
good, you want some?" I held my fingers out, covered with a sticky
load of sperm.

"Uh, no." David laughed and backed away a little.

"We'll take your word for it." Mark shook his head and I
shrugged.

"You're loss!" I sighed, sucking my fingers clean and thinking
that someday, somehow, they were gonna try it. I just had to find a
way, that's all, and Mark and David would like it. They were just too
close to each other not to; all they needed was a little push. Maybe
Sherry could help with that, I thought with a giggle.



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