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Ch. 17 Codes: Mf, fff, Mffff, Mff, ff, teen, oral, anal, semi-inc
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Marianne was retaking the SAT's that Saturday, so I had the day to myself. I
was watching football in the den when I saw Hayley appear in the backyard,
apparently having come around through the side gate. She came up and knocked
on the rear door. I waved her in.
"Hi. Is it okay if I use the pool?"
"Go ahead."
"Thanks."
She closed the door, and I watched as she stripped out of her shorts and top,
revealing a yellow string bikini. Her bikini top soon hit the cement, and
she spent a few minutes carefully oiling her chest, giving me a glance or
two, smiling, as she did. That was enough to distract me from the football
game.
I got a fresh beer for myself, and another one for her, and went outside.
She lay on her back, firm breasts and rosy nipples pointing toward the sun.
"Are you going to lay out?"
"No. I was thinking we need to have a little talk."
I could see the concern filling her pretty blue eyes.
"This is about the other night?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. Everything just felt so good and so right
and . . . I'm sorry."
I reached out and caressed her hair.
"Nothing is wrong. I'm just worried about Marianne's reaction."
"I'm not trying to break you guys up, honest. It's just that I like you so
much. I've never felt this way about another guy, even if you're so much
older than me."
She looked up at me, eyes moistening. I reached for her, and a moment later
she was in my lap, hugging me, head on my chest. I didn't know what to say
to her, so I just held her. She let go of me a minute or two later.
" I'm sorry I'm being like this. I understand how it is."
"It's all right."
She climbed off my lap and returned to her sunbed.
"Little Kit, look . . . this is going to sound terribly patronizing, but try
to think about a few things. You're only fifteen, and you've only just
started having sex. It may be that you just need to find a little
perspective."
She nodded, not looking at me.
"You think I should have sex with someone else?"
I gritted my teeth. What is it about teenagers that they can turn the most
straightforward logic on its head?
"That isn't quite what I meant, but I guess perspective is where you find it."
"No. You're right. I've been thinking about this. I should be doing it
with someone else, like Marianne is."
That sent a shock down my spine.
"Like she's *what*?"
Hayley's eyebrows went up in confusion at my distress.
"With the other girls. On the squad. Right?"
I fought to still my pounding heart.
"Oh. Yeah. For a second, I thought you meant--"
Hayley laughed.
"Another *guy?* As if. She doesn't even look at other guys anymore. No,
what I meant was that I was thinking of maybe seeing if I'm bi like she is.
Just trying it. Maybe that would give me some perspective."
I struggled with myself again, seeing what I had probably just precipitated.
I started to say something like, "You should only do things you feel
comfortable with," but I stopped myself when I realized how stupid I would
sound under the circumstances. Besides which, I recalled a similar
conversation with Marianne. Best to let these things alone, I thought.
"Anyway," Hayley went on, "you know that Marianne told Ashley and Giselle
about me, right?"
I nodded.
"She mentioned it to me."
"And both of them are bi . . . so I was just thinking, you know? Why not
take advantage of that? When else could I find out without causing a lot
more trouble?"
I took a swig of beer to help me formulate a proper response. I stared
across the backyard at the big liquidambar tree in the corner, wondering--and
not for the first time--how I had gotten into a situation like this.
"Normally, I think you would have some indication . . . some inclinations of
some sort . . . before you did anything."
She was unswayed by my reasoning.
"Marianne said she didn't know until she did it."
"Well, yeah, but . . . "
"What?"
I found myself laughing softly.
"Do what you want. Don't let me stop you."
She grinned.
"Phat. So can I go call them?"
"Ashley and Giselle?"
"Yeah. Can they come over?"
With Marianne gone? I wasn't sure how she would feel about this. I looked
at my watch--it was three-twenty, and she would be back pretty soon.
Presumably I could keep them all out of bed until she returned.
"Go ahead."
Hayley hopped off her sunbed and ran for the cordless phone I kept by the
barbecue. I went inside and returned to the football game, listening with
one ear to her talking to Giselle, then Ashley. About ten minutes later, she
came back inside, still topless, and dropped to her knees a few feet away
from me. I took in the alluring disarray of her sun-kissed blonde hair and
the perfect teardrop shape of her naked breasts, and I had to force myself
not to leap off the couch and ravish her where she was--which she would
certainly have let me do.
She caught the look in my eye anyway.
"They're coming over in about an hour. I figure Marianne won't be back for a
while either."
I laughed softly.
"Little Kit, a man can only take so much. I'm sorry."
She giggled.
"Do you like Marianne's tat?"
"Very much."
"It looks so cool. I wanna get one too. But she said she'd kill me if I
did."
"You're underage. Finding a place to do it might prove difficult."
"Couldn't you pretend to be my dad? How would they know?"
"I think they might wonder why I was letting my fifteen-year-old daughter get
a tattoo below bikini line."
"I don't want to do it there. I want to get it on my butt."
"I don't think that would be much better. What do you want to get?"
"Just a cat face. Not exactly like hers. Have you seen those stickers of
like a Siamese cat head? Something like that."
"Ask her. Work it out between the two of you."
"But would you?"
"If Marianne doesn't mind."
"Cool!"
She jumped forward and hugged me. Again, I had to resist the urge to play
with those wonderful tits of hers.
As it happened, Marianne returned before Ashley and Giselle showed up.
Hayley had by then returned to the pool. Marianne lay down on top of me,
blocking the TV screen, and kissed me.
"Kitten."
"How long has she been here?"
"A couple of hours."
She looked down at me slyly.
"Have you behaved?"
"It's been difficult, but yes."
She stretched out, snuggling with me.
"How was the test?"
"Ugh. I'm brain dead. But I think I did better than last time."
I explained about Hayley's multiple ideas. She seemed to care more about the
second one.
"Would you really help her get a tattoo?"
"I was really just humoring her. I know how you feel about that."
"I'll think about it. I don't know."
She stayed on the couch with me until the doorbell rang.
"That's probably Giselle and Ashley."
"What are we going to do tonight?"
"I'm a little intrigued by what Hayley is going to do. So don't worry.
Whatever happens, happens."
"What about our discussion about limiting the group stuff?"
"I'm suddenly in the mood for some dyke action. Unless you mind."
"No. I guess not."
Giselle and Ashley had arrived with their bathing suits, and the four of them
were soon lounging half-naked (or completely so) around the pool. I
contented myself with admiring all this teenage pulchritude and left them
alone. Something utterly male occurred to me as I was watching them a bit
later: I had all four bra cup sizes represented in my backyard--A (Giselle),
B (Ashley), C (Hayley), and D (Marianne). I wasn't about to say anything,
but it made me grin nonetheless.
Eventually, it began to get dark, and we ordered a couple of pizzas for
dinner. Afterwards, the five of us went back out and climbed into the
jacuzzi. Giselle had brought along some dope, and the bong began
circulating. Marianne remained next to me, under my arm, while Hayley sat
between Giselle and Ashley.
Hayley seemed nervous at first, though her eyes were glazed over from the
pot. I felt Marianne playing idly with my dick under the water, and I
glanced over at her, loving the way her big tits floated in the suds around
us.
When I looked back, I saw--with some not-so-mild shock--that Giselle was
kissing Hayley. She had leaned completely around and was now frenching her
eagerly. One hand came up out of the water and began playing with Hayley's
breasts. Hayley remained where she was, not resisting any of it. Ashley
just watched them, smiling.
Giselle came up for air after about a minute, and though Hayley's face and
chest were deeply flushed (whether in embarrassment or arousal I couldn't
tell), she did not seem upset. She gave me nervous grin.
Then Ashley bent over and took Giselle's place, kissing Hayley tenderly and
tweaking her nipples. Hayley reached up to hold Ashley's arm, but otherwise
did nothing.
Marianne was now stroking my erection more purposefully, and she leaned in to
lick my ear.
"Is this getting you hot?"
"Yes."
She purred in my ear, then submerged, lowering her head to my lap. I felt
her taking me in her mouth a moment later. Giselle saw her do it and
laughed, reaching out with her foot to feel what Marianne was doing.
Ashley stopped kissing Hayley and leaned back to look at us. She giggled,
then nudged Hayley.
"Sit up on the edge."
Hayley complied, lifting up out of the water. The two girls closed with her
on either side, each one taking a firm breast in her mouth. Hayley gritted
her teeth as she looked at me, still nervous but obviously very turned on.
Marianne surfaced for air and inspected the situation briefly. Then she
submerged again. Her attentions were strangely affecting, because she
couldn't do as much as she could with a normal blow job. The friction was
changed, and she couldn't move as freely. But the novelty of what she was
doing was enough.
Giselle now lowered herself further, sinking between Hayley's legs. Hayley
let out a little cry when Giselle began to eat her, and grabbed at Giselle's
head. Ashley continued suckling Hayley's wonderful tits, all the while
tweaking the nipple she wasn't sucking on.
Marianne surfaced again, took a breath, and submerged. Hayley's eyes were
locked on mine, as if she were trying to draw me into her experience. She
held both girls close to her, whimpering and writhing against them. Giselle
and Ashley switched places, and Giselle rose up to kiss Hayley. Hayley
responded this time, sliding her arm around Giselle's neck.
I knew Ashley had more experience than Giselle did, and I could tell Hayley
was quickly discovering this fact. She leaned back, pumping her hips at
Ashley's face. Giselle climbed out of the water and behind Hayley to support
her. As Ashley ate Hayley eagerly, Giselle kissed her and played with her
tits from behind.
Meanwhile, Marianne was rapidly getting me off, bobbing and sucking as best
she could underwater. I groped at her, finding her big tits floating free in
the water, squeezing them. She responded by moving even faster. I watched
Hayley closely, watching for the signs of her impending orgasm. Her legs
began to shake around Ashley's head, and she arched her back against Giselle.
Both hands went to fists in Ashley's red hair. As I saw her start to
shudder in climax, I lost it myself, spurting off into Marianne's mouth. She
sucked up my sperm insatiably, gulping it down as it came. I felt her
pumping out the last bits with her fist, and only then did she finally
surface for air.
She rose up, pressing herself against me and hugging me.
"How was that?"
"Great," I gasped.
I looked past her shoulder to see Hayley embracing Ashley and Giselle. The
two older girls giggled to each other at what they had done and helped Hayley
back into the pool.
We rested for a few minutes before heading inside and up to the bedroom. The
girls dried each other off with much giggling and laughter, and the five of
us were soon lounging on my bed.
With Hayley resting against me, the other three girls turned to each other.
Marianne gave me a smoldering look and crawled across the bed on her hands
and knees, moving like a cat. She looked at Giselle, licking her lips, then
dove forward to kiss her. They frenched each other roughly for a few seconds
before Marianne withdrew, then darted forward to lick and nibble at Giselle's
breasts. She glanced at me once, smiling, but continued.
She curled herself around, still on all fours, and bent to lick at Giselle's
neatly trimmed pussy. Giselle arched her back, giggling, but let her do it.
Marianne licked her eagerly, almost fucking with Giselle with her tongue, all
the while glancing over to check my reaction.
With Marianne thus occupied, Ashley and Giselle came together at the top of
the bed. They kissed and fondled each other as Marianne ate Giselle. Ashley
was soon squatting over Giselle's mouth, and Giselle cupped Ashley's buttocks
in her hand as she licked up at her.
Hayley came to life at this point, sliding up to kiss me. I played with her
lovely tits for an all-too-short moment, and then she was down between my
legs, sucking on my still aching dick. Marianne watched this development,
grinning at me as best she could while still licking Giselle rapidly. She
seemed to want to join us somehow, and a moment later, she did.
Hayley was down next to her now, and Marianne reached up between her legs,
stroking her gently. Hayley looked around to see who was doing it and then
gave me a nervous glance. But she stayed where she was and let Marianne
continue.
Marianne was not quite fingering her sister--she was really just stroking
idly between Hayley's thighs, playing with her. All five of us were
connected now, Ashley to Giselle to Marianne to Hayley to me, even if it was
too soon for me to get much out of it. Giselle suddenly began thrashing in
orgasm from what Marianne was still doing to her, and Ashley joined her a few
seconds later. She threw herself to the side, ending up across my chest, and
Marianne rose up from between Giselle's thighs. Hayley watched all this but
continued trying to reawaken my dick.
I ran my fingers through Ashley's hair, and she lifted up a little to kiss
me. I probed at the stud in her tongue, and she responded by sticking it
into my mouth. I felt Marianne joining Hayley, and the two them worked on me
diligently. I played with Ashley's little breasts for a few seconds before I
felt Hayley and Marianne giggling. I looked up to see Giselle at the end of
the bed, alternately licking and fingering the two of them.
The sight of all this finally restored my erection, which Marianne and Hayley
sucked on eagerly. Then Marianne withdrew.
"I just realized something."
"What's that, Kitten?"
"Giselle is the only one of the four of us who you haven't fucked in the ass."
Ashley let out a shriek of laughter, and I glanced down toward Giselle. Her
eyes had widened in apprehension, but she didn't seem repulsed.
"Guys, fuck . . . I don't know about that."
"Come on, girl," Ashley said, still laughing, "you have to. All the rest of
us did."
Marianne hopped off the bed and ran for the massage oil. Ashley went to
Giselle, pulling her toward the bed. Hayley had continued to suck me, but
watched all this eagerly.
"It's not as bad as you think. You just have to relax. I'll help you get
off if you want."
"How?"
Ashley returned to the bed and reversed herself. She reached for Giselle and
got her to crouch above her in a sixty-nine position just as Marianne
appeared with the oil. Marianne squirted some into her hand and began
lubricating Giselle's butt just as Ashley pulled her down and began licking
up at her.
Giselle clenched her teeth, moaning.
"Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck."
Marianne gestured to me, and Hayley finally let go of my cock. I slid to the
end of the bed, and Marianne applied a generous dose of oil to my erection.
I stood behind Giselle. Ashley's head was between her knees, and she gave
Giselle a long lick, exposing the stud in her tongue and wiggling it against
Giselle's clit, before grinning up at me.
"Hi."
Marianne took my dick and guided it into Giselle, whose back was arched in
anticipation. She cried out at the first contact, throwing her long chestnut
locks back over her shoulders. I pushed forward gently, slipping into her.
I felt her sphincter relaxing, clenching around me, then relaxing again.
She grunted, gasping for breath.
"Shit! Fuck!" She let out a guttural cry of arousal and disorientation,
pushing herself back at me.
Underneath us, Ashley was licking eagerly up at her girlfriend. Marianne
returned to the bed beside the two of them, sliding back against the pillows
and headboard to watch us. Hayley remained at the foot, closest to me, and
leaned around to watch what I was doing.
Giselle squatted down further, stretching herself open as I hit bottom. I
moved in her slowly, letting her get used to this invasion and letting Ashley
warm her up from below. Giselle's hips began to rock between the two of us
as she lost herself in this new experience.
I looked back at Marianne, seeing that she was playing with herself as she
watched. Hayley was still beside me, but she lay back down on her side,
propping her head up on her elbow. She had ended up between Marianne's
knees, and she looked back and forth between me and what Marianne was doing.
I closed my eyes, feeling myself plumbing the depths of Giselle's bowels,
pressing against her hard cheerleader butt. Her buttocks spread further as I
pushed into her, and I heard her grunting again. I sped my movements, and
Giselle responded in kind, moving her hips faster over Ashley's tongue.
I looked back at Hayley and Marianne, and my eyes widened at what I was
seeing. Hayley hadn't moved from her spot near the end of the bed, and she
continued to watch me, but her left arm had come up to help Marianne get off.
Marianne was still frigging herself, and relatively speaking, Hayley was
scarcely touching her. Her hand simply rested on Marianne's thigh. Only her
thumb was really doing anything, sticking out to stroke Marianne's clit. She
grinned at me nervously, and I looked up at Marianne. She licked her lips,
leering at me, too aroused to do anything else.
I thrust at Giselle more roughly now, and she let out a hoarse cry. I could
see Ashley below us, still licking rapidly up at Giselle. Giselle began to
shudder, shaking in my grip, and was soon shrieking in arousal through her
clenched teeth. Ashley lifted up to get closer at her and slipped two
fingers into Giselle's thus-far ignored pussy. That was enough to push
Giselle over the edge, and her sphincter bit down hard on my dick. I thrust
against the pressure anyway, burying myself into her, and forced my cum into
her bowels. She fell forward and I went with her, burying Ashley underneath
us. I glanced over just in time to see Marianne shuddering in orgasm
herself. Hayley was still there, finishing her off with a busy thumb.
We rested for a while after that, and Hayley appeared with a wet washcloth to
clean me off. It seemed to me that she had gotten the least amount of
attention tonight, so I pulled her up above me to kiss her. She let me,
giggling, and then crawled up further to present her wonderful tits to my
mouth. As the other three watched, I brought Hayley off with tongue and
fingers few minutes later.
When Hayley climbed off my head, Marianne crawled into my arms, and--honest
to God--I somehow dozed off with four naked teenagers still in my bed.
Marianne nudged me awake, however long I had been out.
"You're missing this."
I tried to get my bearings and looked around the room. Giselle was lying
next to me, and, lo and behold, Hayley was down between her legs, licking
gently away. Her eyes were closed and she appeared to be trying to
concentrate entirely on what she was doing. Ashley was propped up on one arm
watching, and she glanced over at me once, smiling.
I was too tired to do anything but watch. Giselle writhed slowly on the bed,
pinching and pulling on her nipples. Hayley's tongue dipped and fluttered
around her clit, and if she seemed somewhat tentative, I could tell it was
more from inexperience than reluctance.
Marianne nuzzled my neck, purring.
"I knew this was going to happen," she whispered.
"What do you mean?"
"It's always been like this. Whatever I'm into, Hayley wants to tag along
with. I should have known it would be the same way once she started having
sex."
I snickered, watching Hayley bringing Giselle off. Giselle began to roll her
hips at Hayley's face, and Hayley licked at her more rapidly. Finally, a
long shudder ran through Giselle's abdomen, and she pushed Hayley away, still
twitching and shivering. Hayley sat back on her knees and wiped her mouth
quickly. She saw me watching and grinned.
"Let her get the tat," Marianne said softly. "Just as long as it's not the
same as mine. She's part of this now."
I hugged her.
"Whatever you want, kitten."
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