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Date: Sat, 26 Nov 2005 10:02:09 +0000
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Sunrise Three naked bodies hit the water simultaneously and disappeared. A
moment later, three heads broke the surface screaming in unison Yow, it's cold!
Their traditional yell was truer than usual: notwithstanding the unseasonable
heat of Indian Summer, October was pushing the limits of the season for their
favorite swimming hole. Why did I let you two talk me into this? yelled Jill,
her teeth chattering, mostly for effect. Holly's jaw dropped, also for effect.
Who talked who into what? Funny, said her brother Terry, I seem to remember
saying No way in hell am I going in that water, Indian Summer or no. With a
glance at each other, brother and sister began splashing their friend for all
they were worth. Jill gave back as good as she received, but she was outnumbered
four hands to two, and finally surrendered by diving under the water. She
surfaced near the bank and climbed out, saying Okay, I'm done. The hell you are!
Holly and Terry clambered out as fast as the water would let them, and proceeded
to chase the laughing Jill up and down the bank until they outflanked her. Still
giggling, Jill found herself taken by hands and feet and swung ceremoniously
back into the swimming hole. When she surfaced, the two siblings were grappling,
trying to throw each other in. Holly was victorious, and no sooner had Terry hit
the water then he was scrambling out again, friendly vengeance on his face. But
Holly was already jumping in, accepting the inevitable. Spoil-sport, said Terry,
making a face. Oh, kiss and make up, you two, said Jill, and when they had, she
added Am I forgiven too? Well, just this once, replied Holly, kissing her. Only
if you promise never, ever to do it again, said Terry, completing the circle by
kissing Jill. But this last kiss lasted rather longer than the first two, and
neither saw Holly's face as she turned away and climbed out. It is cold, said
Terry. Enough? Enough, agreed Jill, and they joined Holly on the bank. The three
stood shivering, hugging themselves, though the setting sun was still hot. I
don't suppose... began one, That anyone thought to bring... continued another,
Towels? finished the third. None of them had figured on swimming when planning
an overnight camping trip in October. Bathing suits were no problem they
probably wouldn't have brought them even in July, as the trio had been skinny-
dipping together since grammar school. But the question of how to dry themselves
hung in the air until Terry suggested running around and let the wind do it. The
motion passed for lack of a better one, and they raced all through the trees
around the swimming hole until they dropped with exhaustion. As they lay panting
on the ground, Terry gazed at the two girls ( oops young women he reminded
himself) who had been his best friends since forever: Jill with her blonde hair,
her slender body whose secrets he had just recently begun to know, and a face
worth dying for Holly with hair and eyes the same brown as his own, her face so
much plainer than Jill's, but to Terry no less beautiful, her body comfortably
plump, especially her breasts, those wonderful breasts that a part of him longed
to touch, even as the rest of him shied away from the forbidden temptation.
Terry was suddenly aware that he had an erection, and no graceful way to hide
it. Too late, the girls had already seen it. Oops, he said sheepishly, blushing
furiously. Holly got up. I'll get the fire going, she said, and leave you two
alone. Terry and Jill watched Holly hurry away, and looked at each other
uncomfortably. That fall they had started college, choosing the same one more by
coincidence than by design. Knowing nobody else in their new environment, they
had clung to each other for support, and it was both a profound shock and the
most natural thing in the world when their intimate friendship of so many years
blossomed into romance. By the time they had been in school a month, they had
given each other their virginity. But Holly, a year older, had entered a
different college, and they couldn't all be together as often as in high school.
And when Jill and Terry became lovers, though nobody said a word, Holly knew it.
And that was when the trouble began. We can't go on like this, said Jill as she
sat beside Terry, their backs against a tree. I know. It's tearing her apart. He
sighed. I wish we could make her understand. It doesn't change anything between
her and I, or her and you. Well, I'm afraid it does. Well, it shouldn't. They
sat in silence for a while. I love you both so much, said Terry, And I'd never
do anything to hurt either of you. Not if I knew it was going to. I feel the
same way. But now we know, don't we? I feel like I've betrayed her, by taking
you as... Your lover? Yeah. Terry? Tears were filling Jill's eyes. Do you think
we could... go back to... Just being friends? Terry nodded slowly. But I love
making love with you. I don't want to give that up. Oh god, neither do I, but is
it worth losing Holly? The tears were running down her face now. She'll always
be your sister, but I don't think I can stand to lose her, and I am! Terry took
her in his arms and held her while her tears fell, and some of his own as well.
At last, when their sobs had ceased, he said Okay, Jill. What we did was a
wonderful thing, and I'll never regret it. But it was a mistake. Are we still
friends? Oh, yes! Jill cried, and more tears fell. As they watched the sun
disappear behind the distant mountains, Terry remarked, with a catch in his
throat, You know, I feel like the sun is going down on our friendship. It's not.
I know. But that's how I feel. They started back toward camp, close together but
not touching. I guess we better stick to the official sleeping arrangements,
huh? It's ironic, Holly said to herself as she set about starting the fire. Jill
could have had any boy in high school goodness knows they were all chasing after
her. All except Terry. I guess that's why they've been such good friends,
because he never tried to put the make on her. Of course, she grinned at the
thought, He always figured he never had a chance with her anyway, with her being
so beautiful, and him with his face as plain as mine. Not ugly, mind you, but
nothing that would turn a girls head. She sighed sadly. How nice it must be to
be beautiful, to never have to go on diets, to always have everyone looking at
you, admiring you. She stopped in her tracks, the skillet she was carrying
forgotten. I'm jealous! Jealous of Jill's looks, and I've never been jealous of
her before. And I'm jealous of her romance with Terry. Thinking about the way
they looked at each other, Holly knew she had never felt that way about anybody.
At least, not about any of the boys I went out with. Certainly nobody's ever
felt that way about me. And when they look at each other like that, I feel so
left out, so alone, so superfluous. Brushing away a tear, she set the skillet to
heat on the fire and sat staring into the flames until Terry and Jill returned.
Dinner was a somber affair, with nobody speaking much. When all the food had
been eaten or put away or tossed into the woods for the scavengers, Jill spoke.
Holly, Terry and I have something to tell you. Holly forced a smile. You're
getting married? There was an uncomfortable silence. Not quite, said Terry. No,
Jill and I have been talking, and we've decided Jill and I thought that you I
mean that we he looked helplessly at Jill. What Terry's trying to say is that
we've realized that we made a mistake. A mistake? All of us were happy together
when we were just friends, and that's how we want it to be again. Holly said
nothing, but looked from Jill to Terry and back again. What she's trying to say,
said Terry, Is that we realize how left out we've made you feel, and we... No!
Holly interrupted, Don't do this because of me! You love each other, and I can't
I won't her words failed, and she burst into tears. Of course we love each
other, Jill said, putting her arm around her, We'll always love each other. But
we love you too, and to break up our friendship... It's too high a price to pay
just for sex. Terry's words left a bitter taste in his mouth. It not just the
sex, he thought. But after the tears there were hugs and kisses (short ones
between everyone now), and when Terry and Holly brought out their dulcimers, it
was just like old times as they talked and laughed and sang the evening away.
And when they sang Julian of Norwich, the words seemed to have been written just
for them: Love, like the yellow daffodil is coming through the snow, Love, like
the yellow daffodil is lord of all I know. Ring out, bells of Norwich and let
the winter come and go, All shall be well again, I know. All shall be well, I'm
telling you, let the winter come and go, All shall be well again, I know. I wish
I had a face and a figure like yours, said Holly to Jill as they made ready to
sleep in the larger of the two tents, Terry having retired to the smaller.
Whatever for? Oh, don't give me that crap. Look at this face. Plain as cheap
vanilla pudding. Look at this body. Flab everywhere. My ass is too big. My boobs
are too big. Well, I think you have lovely boobs. They're awful, they get in the
way, I can't run without having them bounce like basketballs. How would you like
to carry around weights like these? Feel this. Reaching into her nightgown,
Holly bared a breast and held it up with her hand. They did tend to sag when not
supported by a bra, Jill observed, but not all that much. Go ahead, feel this
weight. Jill reached out and let Holly's breast fill her hand, feeling its
weight. She shivered, and took her hand away. I still think they're lovely. Look
at me, I'm flat as a board. Which was not quite accurate, but the only use Jill
had ever found for a bra was for accentuating what little she had. Wanna trade?
said Holly, blushing. Sure! said Jill, and she blushed too. Well, thought Terry,
Old Morpheus is definitely nowhere to be found in this tent, and it doesn't look
like he's going to come visiting any time soon. He sat up and stared out of the
tent. Guess I'll take a walk and see if the god of sleep is lurking about in the
woods. As he wandered he thought about how strange life was, and how unfair. How
odd that of the few people he considered his best friends, one should be his
sister, when just about everyone else he knew considered their siblings, younger
or older, to be nuisances. Not that they never had fights, but whenever one of
them needed someone to celebrate with, or a shoulder to cry on, or a leg to
pull, the other had always been there. How odd that another best friend should
be the most sought-after girl in high school, when he wouldn't have dared even
try to get her to go out with him. But he had shared secrets with Jill that none
of his girlfriends had been privy to, and Jill in turn had trusted him with
confidences that only he and Holly had shared. And how unfair that when fate had
joined him and Jill closer than ever before, it had threatened to destroy the
trio. It's really ironic, he thought, That of all the women in the world that
could be my lover, the two I love most should be the least appropriate. Terry
was not the only one to be abandoned by Morpheus. Jill had been lying in her
sleeping bag, her thoughts not far removed from Terry's, seeking the gift of
unconsciousness that Holly had already received. Turning on her side, Jill gazed
at her friend as she lay half in and half out of her sleeping bag. Holly's
breasts rose and fell under the thin fabric of her nightgown like swells on the
Sea of Dreams, and Jill remembered the icy thrill she had felt when she had,
just for a moment, held one of them. She pushed the thought from her mind and
looked away, out into the night, but her eyes and thoughts returned to Holly, to
Holly's breasts. The longer Jill looked at Holly, the more she wanted to reach
out and touch her. And then Jill's hand began to move, and she scarcely breathed
as she let it reach slowly across the short distance between them. As it rose
with her breath, one soft mound filled Jill's trembling hand and a shiver of
excitement made Jill's entire body tingle. Carefully she caressed her friend,
fascinated by the liquid texture of the others flesh. When her fingers
encountered a little bump and felt it grow under their touch, and Jill shivered
again. Holly sighed, and Jill glanced up at her face. Holly's eyes had opened.
As they stared at each other through that long frozen moment of time, Holly's
eyes showed only an intense awareness of Jill's presence, and Jill unable to
even think, let alone move, until at length Holly whispered, You really think
they're pretty? Jill swallowed I think they're beautiful. I think you're
beautiful. Jill felt that she couldn't have broken Holly's gaze if her life
depended on it. No, she thought, I feel like my life depends on holding this
gaze forever. Holly's face seemed to grow until Jill couldn't see anything else,
until all she could see were Holly's brown eyes, full of uncertainty and trust,
until at last she felt their lips touch, and Jill's eyes finally closed as their
kiss branded their souls with an affirmation of their friendship and their love.
Nothing, Jill whispered, No one can change how I feel about you. Holly's only
reply was another kiss, but her eyes were full of tears. She looked down to
where Jill's hand still held her breast. Jill felt the blood rush to her face
and looked away, withdrawing her hand. But Holly took Jill's hand in hers and
held it, saying No, wait. Jill waited. Please Holly's whisper was almost
inaudible. Please keep touching me? Jill cupped Holly's trembling breast with
her hand, squeezing it gently, and kissed Holly once more. This time their lips
parted, and the kiss took them beyond mere friendship to an intimacy Holly had
only dreamed of. This, thought Holly, This is what they must feel. When their
eyes met again, Jill saw reflected in Holly's eyes her own uncertainty about
what was happening, and her aching need that it keep on happening. Then
together, moving so slowly that neither could be sure whether she was leading or
following, they drew off their nightgowns. Now four hands touched four naked
breasts, large and small, amid kisses and hugs. And the kisses moved from lips
to cheeks, from necks to shoulders, from arms to hands to fingers, and then to
the breasts beneath the fingers. Gasps and sighs were exchanged as lips
discovered the taste of nipples, and fingers tangled in brown hair and blonde.
Jill's hand was the first to dare straying between pair of thighs not her own,
to find the hidden moistness there a moment later she felt Holly's palm press
against her own mound. Sighs gave way to moans as two friends shared new
secrets. Legs moved to make room for questing fingers, which moved gently,
tentatively at first, then more quickly as they grew wet with their spiraling
passion. After Jill and Holly had brought each other to long, shuddering
orgasms, Jill put her fingers, still sticky from Holly's quim, to her lips. One
smell, one taste, and Jill knew what she was going to do next. Staring into her
friends eyes, Jill put her fingers in her mouth, one after another, and slowly
shifted her position. When Jill was sure that Holly knew what she intended, she
lowered her head and planted a kiss full on her pussy. Holly whimpered softly.
Her thighs parted, opening her sex like a flower. Jill had never entertained
lesbian fantasies she was amazed at how the sight of another woman's sex no,
Holly's sex could excite her so. And the taste of her was outside anything she
had ever imagined. Taking a deep breath, Jill proceeded to kiss and taste every
secret part of Holly that she could reach. Jill? whispered Holly, and Jill
looked up with a start. Oh, please don't stop, that feels so wonderful, but...
What, Holly? Would you I mean I'd like to do that. To you. Can we do it
together? After a few false starts with uncomfortable positions, they settled
down on their sides, each with her upper leg cast over the other's body. Holly
stared in fascination at glistening crevice before her, all shades of pink and
coral. She had seen Jill naked many times, but never like this. Jill felt a hot
breath tickle her nest, followed by a timid kiss, then another, then a less
timid kiss that lingered. A soft tongue spread her lips and searched until it
found her clitoris, forcing an ahhhhh in response. From the tiny button, Holly
kissed all down the smooth wet furrow to the secret entrance below, and then,
stretching to reach, slipped her tongue inside. Jill? Yes? she answered without
looking up. You taste wonderful. Thanks. So do you. And the two friends began to
make love in earnest. Passing by the girls tent on his way back to his own,
Terry heard a moan. That sounds like Jill, he thought, But she only moans like
that when we... There was another moan, and this one wasn't from Jill. Unable to
accept what his ears were telling him, Terry knelt behind the tent and put his
eye to an ill-mended tear in the fabric. This is not happening! He rubbed his
eyes and pinched himself before looking again. Jill, his lover former lover he
reminded himself and Holly, his sister, were entwined in an embrace of
unmistakable intimacy. There was just enough moonlight shining into the opening
of the tent to see a blonde head nodding rhythmically between a pair of plump
thighs. Any possible remaining doubt was eliminated by an occasional wet smack
or slurp. Those thighs My sister's thighs! began to jerk spasmodically, and it
was clearly Holly's voice that breathed Jill... oh, Jill... Ohhhhh! as Jill
brought her to orgasm. A moment later it was Jill who cried out softly as she
came, her hips bucking to press herself hard against Holly's hidden face. After
a while Holly spoke softly. I'd never have guessed that you were gay. But it
doesn't matter, she hurried on, because... I'm not, Jill interrupted. Oh. Of
course not. Well, bi then. But... Holly. You're the second person I've ever made
love with. You know who the first was. Oh. Well, this is my first time with
anybody. Holly! A sophomore in college and you're still a virgin? Come on, Jill,
you'd have been the first to know if I'd lost it. Yeah, okay. But hasn't there
been anyone I mean, I know you've had boyfriends, maybe not a lot, but... There
wasn't ever anybody I wanted, not like that, except there just wasn't anybody.
Jill thought of Terry, staring at his sister and getting an erection. Except
who? Nobody, there wasn't anybody. Holly. Look at me. Nobody except for who?
Holly whispered something too soft to hear. Your brother? Oh god, Holly. Terry
heard a sob. No, Holly, listen to me! This afternoon, when Terry got a hard-on,
and you left? I was watching him, and he wasn't looking at me, he was looking at
you! No, that's impossible. It's true. I don't believe you. Why is him wanting
you more impossible than you wanting him? And why would I lie to you? Is that
why you and Terry broke up? No! Terry doesn't even know that I know. And we
haven't broken up, we've come back together all three of us, just like we've
always been. But Jill what have we done? Terry will know what happened here
tonight, as surely as I knew when you two did it. What will he think? Terry
decided that the time had come to tell them exactly what he thought. Moving
quickly to the front of the tent, he crouched down and crawled in. Both girls
stared at him in shock, fear and embarrassment, but he moved directly to Holly,
took her face gently in his hands, and kissed her. You really want me, he
whispered, Like like I want you? Holly made no sound, but her eyes spoke what
her tongue could not. Their lips met again, parted this time, and their arms
made circles around each other like some old, old vine. Make love to me, pleaded
Holly when they broke for air. Jill had turned away so her friends wouldn't see
her tears, and hearing these words she crawled out of the tent. But she heard
her name from two voices speaking as one, and reluctantly she returned. Stay
with us, urged Holly. You've made love with both of us now, what's left to hide?
Terry added. We want you here for this. Jill looked at her two friends, her two
lovers, who were about to become lovers themselves, and she knew that all would
indeed be well again. Holly lay back on her sleeping bag and watched Terry as he
removed his shorts. She reached out to touch his erection, and he responded by
stroking her breasts, and then her quim. I've dreamed about this for a long
time, he said, bending over her to kiss first one nipple, then the other. He
began moving into position, but Jill said Terry, wait. She's not protected like
I am. What? said Holly. I'm on the pill. You're not. She looked at Terry. Do you
have a condom? I don't want rubber inside me, I want Terry. No, I don't have
one. Jill looked stricken. I don't want to say this, but I think you should wait
until you're safe. There's other ways to make love... I'm as safe now as I ever
am! Haven't you noticed the moon? Ever since her first period, Holly had been in
rhythm with the moon. This had caused Jill and Terry to declare her their own
personal goddess incarnate, to Holly's acute embarrassment. But far from being a
simple joke, this synchronicity symbolized for them their love and reverence for
the outdoors. She's right, Holly, said Terry, It's still a risk. What would you
do if you got pregnant? And by me, for god's sake? I don't want to wait, she
pleaded, I want you to take me right here, right now, with Jill here beside us.
Oh, Holly. Jill looked at her sadly. Look, what if he pulls out before he comes.
Would that be enough? I wanted this to be perfect. Holly sighed. But you're
right. I won't put this off for another day, not for an hour. So I guess we'll
do it like you said. Jill looked on as Terry settled down between Holly's ample
thighs, pausing to take each breast-berry into his mouth, which caused Holly to
moan until he silenced her with another kiss. Holly reached between them and
stroked his rigid limb before guiding it to her sacred spring, still wet from
her love-making with Jill. Jill knew that whatever was left of Holly's maiden-
head would be little or no hindrance, and she was happy that Holly wouldn't have
to lose her virginity in pain, as she had. Terry slid smoothly into his sister,
neither quickly nor slowly, and Holly sucked in her breath in a long gasp, her
eyes widening as they stared into his. Terry's eyes closed and he fell gently
onto Holly, murmuring her name over and over. As his hips began rocking, Holly
reached out to find Jill's hand, and for the first time that day Jill felt her
eyes fill with tears of joy rather than sorrow. Holly closed her eyes. She was
full of him now, their joining complete, and he paused for one long, wonderful
moment to savor the feeling of their bodies merged, his within hers for the very
first time, their souls like two trees, grown together from close-planted seeds,
only now discovering that their roots were as intertwined as their branches. It
was, understandably, not long at all before Terry's breathing and movements
betrayed his impending climax, and Jill had to remind him to not increase
Holly's risk further. As soon as he emerged from his sisters depths, a long jet
arced out to land on her thigh. Jill grabbed the bucking shaft and captured it
with her mouth, holding it there as Terry gasped out his orgasm. I wish I'd done
that, said Holly, as Jill licked the last creamy drops from her leg. What's it
taste like? Jill answered by kissing Holly, letting her taste the seed that she
had wanted to feel inside her. Terry, you left something unfinished here. What?
You haven't made Holly come yet. Wouldn't you like to find out what she tastes
like? Does she taste anything like you? Better, said Jill, which caused Holly to
blush. Lets see. Terry leaned over Holly, who obligingly parted her legs. As she
felt his lips and tongue lead her down the road to ecstasy, she reached out to
stroke Jill's breasts. Jill responded by kneeling next to Terry to suck on
Holly's nipples. Holly's hand found its way to Jill's pussy, and Jill's hand
reached beneath Terry to fondle what she found there. This proved awkward, and
Jill had a better idea. Lying on her back next to Holly, she wriggled around
until she was staring up at Terry's limp member, then drew her knees up to her
chest, presenting her blooming woman-flower to Holly. After some shifting about
to find comfortable positions, Jill set forth to coax Terry's cock back to life
as he explored his sisters vagina with his fingers and tongue, while Holly made
a similar exploration of Jill. By the time Holly came, Jill had a very stiff
penis in her mouth, which she removed to say He's hard again, would you like a
turn? Holly said she would, so they switched places and Holly found herself
staring up at her first close-up view of a mans cock. It bobbed about as Terry
set to work eating Jill, and Holly licked at it tentatively, chasing it around
with her tongue. She finally took it in her hand to hold it still, and her touch
coaxed pearly drops from the tip. These she used as lubrication, and soon her
hand moved slickly back and forth around the fleshy pole. After a few more
licks, she aimed the bulbous head between her lips and dared a real taste.
Terry's cock pulsed as he felt his sisters lips close around it. Holly was
afraid he was going to come right then, but he didn't, and she gradually took
more and more into her mouth until her gag reflex showed her, her limits. After
several happy minutes of love-making in this fashion, Terry straightened up and
collapsed onto his back. Sorry, girls, he said, I mean, ladies. My knees have
had it. Jill, said Holly, a bit timidly, Could I see you two make love? Jill
hugged her. I was hoping you'd ask. She eyed the prone Terry, and added I guess
I better do the work. She climbed atop him, straddling his hips, and said to
Holly Would you like to help? Help how? Jill grinned lewdly. Put us together. So
Holly took hold of Terry's staff and held it upright, then watched in
fascination as its rounded tip spread open the lips of Jill's cunny and the
whole long length slowly disappeared inside her. Oh, wow, whispered Holly. Yeah,
breathed Jill. Holly watched them, first from the front, then from the rear, as
Jill rode up and down, spearing herself on Terry's long pole. Twice she helped
rejoin them, delighting in feeling their slippery skin slide together under her
fingers. Then Jill suggested Why don't you sit on his face? Holly giggled at the
phrase, which she had always before heard as an epithet. She knelt over Terry's
head, facing Jill, and lowered her ample derriere until she felt the touch of a
tongue in the crack of her bottom. Shifting backward, she pressed her pussy
against his lips. The girls embraced as Terry made love to both of them at once,
kissing passionately, their fingers on each others clits, and together they
brought the girls to orgasm. Moments later Terry spoke, his voice muffled by
Holly's crotch. Are you ready for it, Jill? Holly, nows your chance to take him
in your mouth like you wanted to. Oh no, that's all right... she began, but Jill
had already dismounted, so she leaned forward and took her brothers penis
between her lips. Not surprisingly, it tasted like Jill. Jill showed her how to
hold the base of the shaft with a wet hand, while Jill cradled his balls in her
palm and gently fondled them. Holly felt Terry's fingers in her hair as she
bobbed her head up and down. Holly... he gasped, I'm I'm coming! Holly felt his
cock pulse in her hand, and the hot taste of semen filled her mouth and
nostrils. The thick liquid squirted in pulses, once, twice, three times, and
more, then subsided. Releasing the hot flesh from her mouth, she swallowed,
coughed, and swallowed again, then continued to suck on it until it had softened
and stopped oozing cream. How was it? said Jill. Well, Holly answered, I guess
it's an acquired taste. Then, seeing the look on Terry face, she added But I'm
sure I'll acquire it soon. And I guess this is the only way I get to have it
inside me! Just for a while, Holly. We'll get you fixed up nice and safe like
me. I can't wait! Holly exclaimed. Neither can I, her brother added. Two
sleeping bags proved quite large enough for three people that wanted to stay as
close to each other as possible. Holly was the first to awaken, and her gentle
touch roused the others. The air was full of the sound of birds greeting the
dawn, which had not quite arrived. Remember what I said yesterday about the sun
going down? Terry said to Jill. She nodded. Let's go watch the sun rise.
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