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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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