Path: not-for-mail
From: Yenc@power-post.org
Sender: Yenc@power-post.org
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: "CallGirlCheerleaders#24.txt" yEnc (1/1)
X-Newsposter: YENC-POWER-POST-A&A-v11b (Modified POWER-POST www.CosmicWolf.com)
Lines: 110
Message-ID: <kIOLe.7537$0E5.4812@fe05.lga>
X-Trace: nghlfjfcphhogbnddhpdlemcapeidcpajnbndkolopaegnmgioidaebmiiakdjgfaalknagkgigfjebdpjjdjdcjjmchiiclcocmlaglokcpellodekcaongdjjfhpngbcfagklmibllijll
NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 14 Aug 2005 14:28:48 MST
Date: Sun, 14 Aug 2005 21:28:48 +0000
===================
--- DECODED ATTACHMENT (callgirlcheerleaders#24.txt) ---
Ch. 24 Codes: Mff, semi-inc, exhib, public sex, teen, rom
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
I wasn't sure what to expect when I got home that night, but Marianne's Bug
was parked in my driveway. When I entered the garage and shut off the
engine, I could hear the stereo in the den playing at high volume, blasting
out my old copy of "Dressed to Kill." Gene Simmons and the crew were
chanting,
I want to rock and roll all nite
and party every day!
I want to rock and roll all nite
and party every day!
I came into the house, and there I found Marianne and Hayley dancing around
together in the den. They danced up to me, arms in the air and bodies
jerking with the music, and hugged me. Marianne gave me a big kiss, and
Hayley did likewise.
"I love you," Marianne said over the stereo.
"Me too," her sister said immediately.
"You're not mad?"
"No," Marianne said. "I love you more than ever. Because you took such a
risk for us. I know now that idea was insane. I could never have had my
parents thrown in jail. My mom and I talked about going back into therapy,
to deal with all these issues we've been ignoring. But she also said she
thinks she finally understands what I see in you. That she thinks she can
trust you not to hurt us."
"I hope so."
I held them both and began dancing with them. They giggled and squirmed in
my arms, pressing themselves against me. I kissed one, then the other,
groping at random breasts and buttocks. When I tried to shove a hand up
Hayley's baby tee, she pulled it over her head. Her bra hit the floor a
moment later.
Marianne pushed me back toward the couch, and I sat down with a girl
straddling each leg. Marianne was topless in a few seconds, and I contented
myself with kissing them and playing with their big tits for a little while.
Hayley, if I was not mistaken, had grown a bit since I had first met her.
She was still as firm as she had been, but I suspected she would be moving up
to D-cup bras fairly soon at this rate.
Marianne withdrew a little while I was in the middle of tweaking two pairs of
nipples.
"I feel like something different."
"Like what, Kitten?"
"Something we haven't done before."
Hayley giggled.
"We've done a lot."
"I know. So I'm trying to think of something new."
"Whatever happened with your English teacher?" I asked Hayley.
She giggled again.
"I don't know if she ever figured out what it was, but we left a big stain on
the wood. I saw her rubbing her desk with a paper towel and sniffing the
stain that Monday morning. I had to run away to keep from laughing at her."
"Oh, God. The poor woman."
I could see from the look in Marianne's eye that she had come up with an idea.
"What would you think of going down to the beach?"
"And doing it there?"
"Yeah. In the dunes. There's a lot of places that would work. I used to go
there with the boyfriend I had before Randy."
"That would be cool," Hayley said.
"You two would have to get dressed."
Marianne grinned.
"No, see, what I was thinking was that we could go down there nude."
Hayley's eyebrows shot up.
"What?"
"I can't drive my car around naked," I said.
"No. You wouldn't. Just me and Hayley will go nude. If we go in the Jeep,
the back windows are tinted enough to hide us. You could drive us off the
lot into the sand, then we could jump out when it was clear."
Hayley giggled nervously.
"What if someone saw us or something?"
"That's the point. The risk, you know? Come on."
She poked Hayley in the stomach.
"Don't be a wuss. You were cheerleading commando right after you fucked
Steve that night."
That was enough peer pressure to convince her. They both stripped out of
their clothes while I searched for a beach blanket. Then, giggling
nervously, they ran naked into the garage and jumped into the back seat of my
Grand Cherokee. I climbed into the driver's seat, sparing a brief glance at
the nude, nubile flesh behind me before starting the engine.
Luckily, Daylight Savings Time had ended a few weeks earlier, so by the time
I got to the beach, it was already quite dark. Hayley and Marianne had been
giggling and looking around at the other traffic during the entire trip.
I drove to the end of the public parking lot, seeing no one around (but then,
it was 8 o'clock on a weeknight), then drove the Jeep over the curb into the
sand. This was only about the fourth time I had used the 4WD since buying
the thing two years before, but the Jeep handled it well enough. I took us
about a hundred yards down the beach and parked between a couple of high
dunes. There were houses up on the cliffs above us, but they were a good two
hundred yards away, and with a new moon out, it was far too dark to see
anything down here.
When I shut off the engine and the headlights, Marianne opened the door
nearest the ocean. She looked around, then hopped out onto the sand. She
stretched her arms above her and did a pirouette.
"Woo!"
Hayley hesitated for a few seconds before joining her. Marianne took her
arms and tried to get her to dance in a circle. Instead, she squealed in
nervous excitement and ran over to me, pressing herself against me.
Marianne walked up to us, blithely unconcerned about her nudity. In the
darkness, her blonde hair was almost silver, and she looked like a sylph
descended from the sky.
She pulled Hayley away from me.
"Come on. Relax. There's no one to see you."
I scanned the cliffside above us, seeing nothing. Marianne let out a whoop
and ran down the beach toward the water. I watched her naked form cavorting
at the edge of the surf. Hayley remained next to me, though she appeared to
be growing used to the situation.
I stripped out of my clothes, then took her hand. She followed me down
toward the ocean, and Marianne ran up to us.
"This is so cool! I feel so free."
She took Hayley's hand again, and this time Hayley went with her, laughing
excitedly, as she ran around on the beach. I watched them as they played
together, all long legs and tight buttocks, full breasts bouncing around,
silver hair fluttering in the wind. The two people I cared about most in the
world--and they had come from the person I had once despised more than
anything on Earth. I would probably never tell them about my history with
their mother. It would serve no point now. Ancient history, water under the
bridge, whatever you wanted to call it. It would do nothing but confuse
them.
I realized I had an erection long after it must have happened. They bounced
back toward me, and Marianne laughed.
"Is that for us?"
"If you're looking for one."
Hayley glanced nervously around.
"We can't do it all the way out here."
"I know," her sister said, "we'll go back to the car."
Marianne took my hand and pulled us both back toward the Jeep. She got the
beach blanket out of the car and we spread it out in a hollow between a pair
of dunes.
I lay on my back and they lay across me, kissing me and pushing their breasts
in my face. I sucked on four nipples alternately for a few minutes before
Marianne descended to take my erection in her mouth. Hayley tried to join
her, but I instead guided her above me, getting her to squat over my head. I
extended my tongue and began to eat her as Marianne sucked on me.
The night was cool, though not uncomfortably so, and the contrast between the
night air and Marianne's hot mouth was almost painful. I had to concentrate
entirely on licking up at Hayley to keep from coming immediately. Hayley
rode my tongue slowly, rocking her hips back and forth. I took her firm
cheerleading butt in my hands, caressing her and holding her close to me.
Marianne withdrew, and I felt her straddling me. A moment later, I was
sinking into her tight wetness. Hayley reversed herself to lean against her
sister, and we were soon all pleasuring each other. I sucked Hayley's clit
and lips into my mouth, rolling her clit around with my tongue. Marianne
rode me steadily, grinding herself against the base of my cock, keeping me
deeply within her. Hayley and Marianne leaned against each other's
shoulders, gently caressing each other's breasts.
Hayley came first, well before Marianne or me. She shuddered over my mouth,
letting out a soft cry as her thighs battered my ears. I kept up my
attentions, and she came again about a minute later, throwing herself to the
side. Marianne dropped all the way down onto me once the way was clear. I
put my arms around her, kissing her deeply.
We rolled over next to Hayley, who lay there quietly watching us. Marianne
pulled her legs up to my sides, and I pushed the last bit of myself into her.
She bit at my ear, whispering obscenities that I hoped Hayley couldn't hear.
She urged me on, moaning at me, and suddenly spiked up off the blanket at
me, digging her nails in to my butt. She squealed once, quickly, before the
sound was lost in the night breeze. Her climactic thrashings were enough to
finish me off, and I joined her a moment or two later, heaving my cum into
her.
I rolled off Marianne to lie between them when I had recovered. They
snuggled against me, seeking the shared warmth of our bodies. My cock, damp
with cum and Marianne's fluids, soon grew cold and limp in the sea air. I
sat up, looking around us, but seeing nothing. The noise of the surf had
been more than enough to mask the sounds of our lovemaking, but I wasn't
going to take any chances.
"This is pretty neat," Hayley said.
"What did I tell you?" Marianne said. "Never doubt an older sister. We know
about stuff like this."
Hayley smirked at her, and I lay back down between them. We soon fell into
another joint grope. Marianne slid down my chest and went to work on
restoring my erection. Hayley stayed up top, and we kissed and fondled each
other for a few minutes. I pulled her beautiful breasts up to my mouth and
suckled both until her nipples were hard and tight.
Marianne pulled back and got her sister's attention.
"Your turn."
Hayley giggled, straddling me, and I slipped into her, moving from the cool
night air into the damp furnace inside her. She pulled her legs up, letting
me bottom out as Marianne lay down beside us. She laid her head on my arm
and caressed my chest as Hayley rode my cock.
Only a minute into it, she rolled to one side and pulled me on top of her. I
positioned myself between her thighs and began making love to her in earnest.
Marianne lay still, watching us and smiling at me. Hayley wrapped her legs
around my butt, pulling me in further. Both of us were growing tired, and we
took our time with it, moving slowly and letting the sensations build. Her
release, when it came, was deep and quiet, a tense shudder underneath me.
She bit lightly at my shoulder and let out a soft whimper. I loosened the
brakes and sped my thrusts. Marianne suddenly sat up and reached behind me,
finding my balls. She began playing with them gently, but the effect was
dramatic. My legs thrashed uncontrollably, and I drove roughly into her
sister. Hayley cried out, holding me tightly. I groaned, and as Hayley
shook in orgasm under me, I spurted off violently into her loins. Marianne
giggled at what she had done and lay back down beside us.
I took them home around ten. We dropped Hayley off at their house, and
Marianne and I went back to mine. We lay down together in bed, holding each
other.
"What exactly did your mother tell you?"
"She sat us both down in the family room and told us how she had talked with
you and that she knew what was going on. I almost had a heart attack. I
thought she was about to tell us that she had you arrested or something,
except that she wasn't acting mad or upset."
"How did she seem?"
"Sad. Tired. I don't know. That actually scared me more, because I had no
idea what could have happened. I mean, I hadn't talked to you in almost a
week, and I was getting really worried. Really, really worried. Then my mom
just says, 'I know what you did.' I almost died."
"I'm sorry. I needed some time to work through all this."
She hugged me.
"I know. I wasn't mad at you. I was mad at myself for being so dumb. I
thought I had lost you because of it."
I returned the hug, stroking her head.
"So what did she say?"
"She told us how you guys had talked and how you had decided just to let
things be for now. I was scared to death because she obviously knew what I
had done to her with Tiffany. I felt so bad about it that I started crying.
But Mom told me she just didn't want to talk about it, that what was done was
done, you know. She told me how she had done some stupid things in the past
because she was in love with someone."
"What about your dad?"
"He doesn't know. Mom said we would just leave him out of it. So I guess we
will."
"You don't think he'll notice?"
"No. God . . . Steve, this will sound so awful, but I'm closer to you than
I've ever been to him. He just, it seems like he tries to avoid us, me and
Hayley. There's always been like some sort of wall between us. He'll get
mad at us when we do something wrong, but he's never been very affectionate
or friendly."
"I'm sorry."
She nuzzled my neck.
"It's okay. I have you. That's all that matters."
* * *
size=13560 part=1 pcrc32=a8b4c0d7