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 TITLE: Let's Make a Porno
PART: Chapter 5
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: mf teen rom size camera oral cunnilingus fellatio piv cons
mast handjob
SUMMARY: Luke's relationship with his girlfriends continues to develop,
and an unlikely girl is drawn to him.  Written for Jviper on Hentai
Foundry.
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   "Bridget, time to get up!" Luke rapped on the redhead's door at 6:30
sharp in the morning, and started to turn away.
   He jerked in surprise when, instead of her usual muffled 'Okay' that
always preceded her turning over and going back to sleep, she responded
brightly, "Come in, Luke!" Okay, that was an interesting development; he
couldn't remember the last time she'd voluntarily been awake before 8 in
the morning.
   He opened the door and went in, to see Bridget smiling a bit uncertainly
at him.  He was instantly struck by how gorgeous she was.  She was in pink
silk panties and a matching silk bra, which was all she used for sleepwear,
and she had beautiful scarlet bedhead, her long red locks in adorable
disarray as she wriggled her bare toes.
   "Good morning," he smiled at her.  He didn't bother hiding the bulge
that started to grow in his crotch; they had gotten used to the fact that
they turned each other on.  In fact, since their 7 minutes in heaven,
Bridget had been a lot more forward about their mutual masturbation
sessions, and had even started making out regularly with him.  Luke didn't
mind one bit, but Bridget still wanted it kept secret, even from their
friends.
   For her part, she was utterly non-self-conscious about being so scantily
clad in front of her personal butler; the week at the beach had not only
accustomed her to baring her sexy jailbait body to the 15 year old boy, but
even made her like showing herself off to him, loving the way it made him
hard.  She'd never been naked with him, not even shown any nipple, but she
wasn't shy about revealing every other part of her soft supple flesh, and
would mewl blissfully when he stroked her during their makeout sessions and
mutual masturbations.
   "I'm a little nervous about school," she confessed.  Luke understood;
they'd been top of the school last year, but now they were entering high
school as freshmen, the bottom rung.  He recognized that she needed
comforting right now, not a sexual experience, so he sat on the bed beside
her and wrapped his arms about her in a friendly platonic manner.
   She leaned into his embrace as he said, "I know.  You'll be fine though.
I called the school registrar a couple weeks ago and made sure we have all
the same classes together, so I'll be there to watch your back."
   Bridget hugged him back now, feeling better now that she knew this.  She
didn't want to admit it, but she very much depended on her butler's
presence in her life, especially in new and unfamiliar situations.  He
provided an anchor for her, not unlike a paternal figure, that her own
father did not, and her cheeks heated a bit as she recalled Summer's
teasing name for Luke, 'Daddy'.
   She started kissing him now, pressing her mouth softly to his neck, as
her hand strayed to reach down his jeans and stroke his boner.  "Nngh!" he
said in surprise; he'd been in full-on paternal-comfort mode, the sudden
switch to petting disoriented him.  "Bridget, we have to get ready for
school."
   "That's why I got up early," she said.  "I wanted to have some fun
first." Luke hesitated; he always loved fooling around with his gorgeous
crush, but he had several morning chores to do, as a family servant, that
Bridget of course did not.  She saw the look on his face, and added,
"Please.  It'll help me relax."
   He couldn't say no, and gently pressed his lips to hers, and before
long, they were writhing sensually in other's arms, making out and petting
heavily; and Bridget pulled him atop her, till his crotch bulge was rubbing
into the silken fabric covering her pussy, and they dry-humped, the bed
creaking, until Bridget's limbs locked up, and she convulsed in orgasm,
just from feeling the bulge of his boner rubbing along her sensitive labia
through their clothing.
   Luke was still hard, but since Bridget was finished, he started to pull
off her - but she clung to him, still rubbing her crotch on his.  "Stay
with me a bit," she said authoritatively, yet also with a bit of a plea in
her tone.  Luke grunted, trying not to cream his jeans; ever since their 7
minutes in heaven, Bridget adored having his hard cock press into her
through her clothes (and sometimes but not always his clothes as well),
especially against her clothed twat.
   "Bridget," he groaned, his voice thick and husky, and she realized that
he was about to get off.  Heated pleasure surged through her as she
imagined that he would cum all over her naked pussy, and inside her, but of
course that was only fantasy.
   She let him pull away, and instead fished his throbbing cock from his
pants, finishing him off with her hands and leaning in so that he
splattered her full in the face.  She swore his cums lasted longer now, and
there seemed to be more of his jizz everywhere when he finished: not just
on her face, but gunk in her hair and shoulders and even a few hot droplets
on the top of her boobs, where the bare flesh wasn't contained by her pink
silken bra.
   The redhead loved it, loved feeling him cover her in his spunk, and she
cooed happily, letting go of his balls.  She always kneaded and tugged
gently on his fat nuts when he cummed, it seemed to prolong his release,
and she wanted to milk him as much as possible.
   Luke gasped for breath, mesmerized as always by seeing the gorgeous
redhead covered in his cum and looking smug and happy.  "Well," she said,
"guess I'd better take a shower then." That was always how she dismissed
him now, so he zipped his jeans back up and left to finish his chores.
   When they were both ready, he drove them to the high school.  The whole
way, Bridget leaned over the console and rested her hand on his crotch,
stroking his boner lightly.  She'd become as big a tease as Summer, in her
own way; she adored feeling his hard cock, even when she couldn't hump
herself on it.
   So when they entered the high school cafeteria at 15 minutes before the
first bell rang, Luke was sweaty and flushed, grateful that his shirt-tails
partially covered the bulge in his crotch.  They were immediately set on by
horny girls who recognized Luke from his porn videos, and by guys who
congratulated him or muttered enviously or both.
   He blushed, but pushed through them with noncommittal replies, ignoring
several upperclassman girls' attempts to give him their phone numbers,
escorting Bridget to the table where their friends sat.
   "What the hell?" Winter demanded.  "You're here early?"
   "Did hell freeze over?" Sam laughed.  "I can't remember the last time
you weren't tardy."
   Summer and Amy laughed too, but Bridget flushed, knowing that she was
the reason Luke had always been late to class, and now, because she had
gotten up of her own volition, she was the reason he wasn't late today on
the first day of school.  She'd never really thought of it before, but it
hit her fully now, that she was responsible for everyone of Luke's daily
tardies last year.
   And he'd never once complained.  She looked at him in some wonderment,
and affection warmed her heart.  That was her butler, taking care of her,
sweet and sensitive.  And well hung to boot, but that was just icing on the
cake.
   Luke greeted both his girlfriends with kisses.  He'd intended them to be
relatively brief hello pecks, but Sam and Summer both engaged in hot steamy
makeout sessions with him for long moments, as nearby students hooted and
catcalled, much to Luke's embarrassment; he'd gotten sort of used to it
last year, but this was a whole new school, and despite his comforting of
Bridget, there was no one to comfort him.
   Although Sam and Summer both spent the night with him as often as
possible - always operating under the pretense that they were sleeping over
with Bridget - Luke had slept alone last night, since they'd all needed
their rest for the first day of school.
   He also waved at Winter, who waved back; other than him, she was the
only one in their circle who was already 15.  She wasn't one for sentiment,
but she had thawed to him ever since the stay at the beach in June.  And
although he didn't know it, the goth couldn't look at him without a flush
of heat tingling between her thighs as she remembered the time he had
accidentally and unknowingly jizzed onto her pussy as they slept in each
other's arms.
   These days, when Winter jilled off, she imagined fucking Luke as often
as she imagined fucking a hot chick like Summer, Amy, or Sam.
   Amy he hugged, and noted that she was wearing a tight blouse now that,
although it didn't show any cleavage, revealed the full size of her
generous rack.  She'd gotten new glasses too, a more stylish pair, in
contrast to the owl-sized lenses she'd once sported.  She'd definitely come
out of her shell since the week at the beach house, and Luke could tell she
desperately wanted to kiss him.
   He remembered the first time the nerdy brunette had kissed him, back at
the beach house...
   *****
   The day after Luke's first threesome, when all the other girls had hit
the beach again, Luke found Amy at the computer.  "Whatcha doin'?" he asked
her, trying to stuff his fat shlong into his tight green speedo again; Sam
and Summer had just given him a double titjob before going outside, still
proudly covered in his load.
   Amy glanced at his package as it disappeared into his speedo, and licked
her lips.  "Editing the video," she said.  "I'm surprised a house owned by
Summer's grandparents has a computer at all, much less one with good video
software."
   He came up behind her and put his hands on the back of the chair. 
"Cool. How does it look?"
   "Oh, you know, fantastic," Amy said, her cheeks reddening, her cunny
moistening in her bikini as the images played back on the monitor, with the
sound turned low.  "I just have to edit for things like timing and
strategic shot-cuts, filter out background noise, add some Swedish porn
jingles, that sort of thing."
   "Nifty!" he said.  "Need any help?  I don't really know a whole lot
about video editing, but I'd love to find out."
   "You just want to watch your own studliness," she teased him.  "Sure,
take a seat." She stood up and gestured to her chair.  Luke raised his
eyebrow, as if to say Where will you sit?  but Amy gestured again, and Luke
obeyed.  The brunette looked at him for a moment, as if working up her
courage, then grinned and plopped herself down on his lap.
   Luke yelped in surprise, and Amy tittered.  Even flaccid, his speedo
bulge was still tangible beneath her butt, and she liked the way it felt -
and it certainly gave a strong twitch as she sat atop him!  "You don't mind
if I sit here?" she asked, in a too-innocent voice.
   "A little late to ask, don't you think?" he laughed.  She shrugged, but
grinned impishly, and together they edited the video.  Amy explained what
she was doing, and Luke made some tentative suggestions here and there,
each one of which Amy would purse her lips over and consider before
accepting or rejecting the idea.
   However, it WAS porn they were watching, even if it was Luke's own
homemade porn, AND he had a hot big-boobed girl sitting on his lap, so he
couldn't keep his cock from firming up, stretching the material of his
speedo and rubbing in Amy's barely covered bikini-clad ass crack.  "Oooh!"
she giggled as she felt his erection.  "Someone likes my video, huh?  Or
maybe--" She wiggled her buttocks atop his lap daringly and was rewarded
with with a hot gasp and throb from him -- "that someone likes the chick
sitting on his lap?"
   She wriggled her ass some more, and Luke groaned, breathing heavily. 
The harsh sound of it in her ear was utterly divine to the nerdette.  He
couldn't believe how teasing the normally reserved brunette was being!  But
she had started shedding layers, ever since her enormous tits had been
revealed; she had squirmed lustily as he'd oiled her up, and even kissed
his cock, and now she was teasing him mercilessly, like Summer or Sam
might!
   "Whatever Summer's got," he muttered heatedly, "it's contagious." Amy
laughed throatily; she was turned on herself, her pussy getting moist as
her nether lips plumpened in her bikini.  She luxuriously, sensuously,
squirmed and wriggled in his lap, loving the way his cock throbbed
inbetween her butt cheeks.
   His hands grasped her waist then, and she gave a little moan as his
strong broad hands held her bare flesh, and he gently slid her along his
lap.  Amy panted euphorically as he guided her squirming buttocks to rub
all along his entire length and girth, which pulsed lewdly in the obscenely
stretched speedo.  She moaned again, louder now, as he moved her gently
back and forth in her rocking motions, massaging his cock bulge with her
ass.
   Amy couldn't stop herself: she reached her arm up and back to wrap
around his head and turned her own head to plant a full-mouth kiss to his
lips.  He started slightly in surprise as she kissed him fervently.  The
teen girl had never kissed anyone before, male or female, and her first
kiss, given to a boy for whom she'd lusted ever since his first porn video,
was wanton and steamy, as wonderful as everything she'd dreamed her first
kiss would be.
   And then he recovered, kissing her back, with a tender passion that
belied his violently lurching cock.  His hands on her waist tightened,
gripping her possessively in the throes of his pleasure, as they made out,
the teenage girl wriggling all the while along his fat long johnson that
bulged through his speedo.
   He gasped and groaned heatedly, his cock pulsing madly in her ass crack,
as she moaned from the stimulation of his cockmeat along her sensitive
pussy lips, only the thin material of their swimsuits separating bare
flesh. Before he could even experimentally nip on her lip, she thrust her
tongue into his mouth, frenching him with gusto, a bit clumsily but eagerly
and hotly, devouring his mouth with hers.
   His boner was lurching and throbbing like a wild beast struggling to
break free of its chains, and Amy shuddered, ripples of sweet release
shivering through her in slow hot tingles.  Her moisture stained the
material of her bikini bottom, making a damp heavy spot as she cummed, her
first cum that was with someone else, rather than brought about by her own
fingers.
   She moaned hoarsely into their kiss, and fell limp when it was over. 
Luke's cock throbbed madly, aching for release, as Amy panted for breath,
her generous tits heaving.  As she gradually recovered, mewling blissfully
as Luke's hands steadied her with his strong but gentle grasp of her hips,
she realized how hard he was throbbing, and smiled.
   "Let me give you some relief," she offered boldly, the liquid pleaure of
afterglow that surged through her filling her with new confidence.  Before
Luke's wide eyes - he still couldn't believe it whenever a girl went
completely crazy over him; he was just barely acclimating to the fact that
Summer and Sam both did - Amy got off his lap and knelt in front of him,
beneath the computer desk.
   Her hands deftly pulled the hem of his speedo down.  It snagged on his
huge boner, of course, and he groaned bestially as her hands worked along
his thick meat to free it of its confines.  When it plopped out at her, she
gasped.  Seeing it up close and in person for the first time, handling it
personally, was a whole new experience for her.
   It was huge!  Far larger than it had looked previously; maybe he had
grown?  No, it was probably just that she was seeing it up close in her
face now.  She explored the long pulsing girth with her hands, utterly
fascinated by every ridge and bulging cockvein.
   Sweat poured down Luke's body as he grunted, his breath coming short and
harsh as her soft deft hands stroked him.  His hands gripped the rim of the
desk for dear life as he struggled to keep from just bucking his hips up in
her hands.  Even in the fog of his lust and desire, he still knew Amy was a
virgin, and he didn't want to shock or scare her with the ferocity of a
guy's lust, so he restrained himself, every muscle quivering as his cock
lurched back and forth.
   She cupped his nuts, fondling them and kneading them gently, and was
enthralled with how hot their leathery, sweaty flesh was, and how they
churned with cum within the sacks.  With her fingers she traced the thick
purple veins that ran up and down his curved fuckpole, each nearly as thick
as a pencil and bulging from the shaft itself.
   Luke was producing the most wonderful guttural sounds in response to her
ministrations, and they made her skin tingle to hear them.  She wrapped a
hand around as much of his shaft as she could, directly beneath the
engorged cock crown, and touched her thumb lightly to the ultra-sensitive
spot where the shaft met the knob.  Luke hissed in animalistic pleasure,
and when Amy began rubbing her thumb on that spot, he almost completely
lost it.
   His hips bucked, scooting the chair forward and bringing his torso
almost flush with the desk edge, and his shaft slid up through her palms, a
thick splurt of precum flinging itself hotly onto her face again, as it had
done when he'd oiled her up on the beach.  Amy licked her lips, tasting his
nectar and savoring the musky, ambrosial flavor.
   "Amy......." His groan was deep and husky, and her flesh heated at how
his lips framed her name.  She stopped rubbing her thumb on the spot, not
wanting him to cum too soon.  She absolutely adored this madly quivering
fucktool, and lusted to explore every inch!
   She leaned in and licked tentatively upon the cockhead, tasting more of
his slimy precum lubing him, as well as the sweaty male taste of his
dickmeat, mewling softly.  His taste and scent were so very masculine and
virile, utterly intoxicating to her virgin tongue, and her eyelids
fluttered, half-dazedly.
   Luke's knuckles were white as he gripped the edge of the desk for dear
life, precum running in lewd streams from his cumslit down his pole as Amy
stroked and licked him.  The brunette had watched so much porn, and read so
much about sex and the male organ, and in general flooded her brain with
sexual knowledge, that worshipping his cock came almost naturally for her.
All that she had ever read and learned flowed through her mind and she
applied it like a born cock worshipper.
   She began sucking his thick knob, relishing how his precum pooled on her
tongue, and her throat gurgled as she swallowed it.  The boy grunted and
growled his pleasure, and she was in another world herself - the way his
hot throbbing meat filled her mouth was pure bliss cascading through her!
   "Whatcha doin', Luke?"
   Luke jerked in startlement, his cock lurching in Amy's mouth; the
nerdette didn't even notice the interruption, she was so enthralled in
sucking his large, vigorously throbbing dick.  He tried to pant Bridget's
name in response, but could only manage a gasped grunt.
   The redhead, her hair heavy and damp and her luscious jailbait body
glistening with seawater, was standing in the door, eyeing him with a
cocked eyebrow.  His chair was scooted into the desk, completely concealing
the brunette that was suckling his cock beneath it.  "Are you fapping to
your own porno?" She giggled.  "You total perv!"
   He wasn't sure whether to grin or groan as Amy kept nursing on his cock,
utterly drunken on his sweat and precum that flowed down her throat.  "Sam
and Summer are busy making out on the beach, just to tease Winter and work
her up," Bridget tittered, "but I'll make sure they know to come take care
of you when they're done."
   She paused, biting her lip cutely.  She desperately wanted to make out
with him herself, and rub her wet crotch on his, but she was still a bit
shy about it, and there was nowhere in the beach house they could get
privacy where someone wouldn't catch them.  "Well, have fun, perv.  Save
some for me," she finished daringly with a tease that she never would have
uttered before her 7 minutes in heaven with him, and went on down the
hallway, her nipples hard and her flesh hot from seeing the intense,
practically orgasmic expressions running across her butler's face.
   Luke was writhing jerkily in intense, excruciating ecstasy as Amy
stopped sucking and instead began bestowing horny licks all up and down his
cock, lubing him up in her saliva.  He would be like a volcano when he
blew, Amy thought with satisfaction, but then realized...  His volcano
would be over in a matter of seconds...  She wanted to see him cumming over
and over and over!
   She remembered an odd tantric technique she'd read about online, and
decided to try that.  First she kissed the tip of his cockhead, smearing
her plush teenage lips with his sticky precum, then wrapped her hands
around his girth, one hand around his cock crown, the other just below it.
   With her thumb she began rubbing circles on that ultra-sensitive
frenulum again, and this time she didn't stop.  Paying careful attention to
his bodily cues, she was prepared when his cock gave an almighty lurch even
more violent than the ones before, and his balls clenched.  She squeezed
her grip tightly and twisted her hands in opposite directions around his
fuckpole.
   And instead of jets of jizz geysering out into her face - which she
would have loved anyway, if she hadn't done the technique right - cum
frothed up from his cumslit, trickling and bubbling in a stream of cum
almost glue-thick.  She stared at it for a long moment, utterly fascinated
by it, then darted forward, licking it up as it dribbled in a thick rivulet
from his slit.
   His cock kept lurching violently, vainly attempting to shoot out its
entire load, and she was enraptured by the ecstasy-wracked expression of
Luke's face as she kept squeezing and twisting, damming up the squirts so
they came out as the tantric trickle, extending Luke's climax beyond the
limits of his previously known endurance.  She closed her mouth upon his
cockhead over his cumslit, letting the rest of it flow thickly into her
mouth.
   "Mmmmmmmm!" Amy couldn't help moaning loudly and lewdly.  The taste of
his seed was so much better than she'd even imagined!  It was strong and
potent and musky and so very virile, that her 14 year old cunny quivered
wetly in her bikini.  She didn't swallow his cum, not yet; instead, as it
kept flowing into her mouth, she let it pool on her tongue, relishing the
taste and the volume as he filled her mouth up with jizz!
   When his flow finally stopped, she loosened her tantric grip of his
shaft, and was surprised by a single final splurt of spunk that shot into
the back of her throat.  She reflexively swallowed, and some of the jizz
filling her mouth slid thickly down her throat, the sensation alone nearly
making her climax all over again.
   Breathing heavily, her tits jiggling, she pulled back and looked up at
Luke with wide, smug eyes.  His breathing was still rapid but slowly
lengthening, and his eyes cleared enough to look at her with a foolish grin
of exhausted pleasure.  He released his death grip on the desk and stroked
her hair.  "That was...  amazing," he panted.
   Amy waggled her eyebrows in a clear smirk, as if to say, You haven't
seen anything yet.  She opened her mouth, showing him his musky load
filling it, and swished it around with her tongue as he watched, utterly
astonished.  His exhausted cock began throbbing again as Amy unveiled a
completely wanton part of herself, swishing and playing with his cum in her
open mouth.
   She tilted her head back and actually gargled on his jizz, and it was so
scorchingly hot, that Luke couldn't suppress an involuntary groan and
ecstatic shiver as his boner returned full force.  Then Amy closed her
mouth and swished the cum around like mouthwash in her mouth, her eyes
fluttering with pleasure as the thick taste of it seeped into every pore
inside her mouth.
   Then she pressed her lips to his cockhead, and let her mouth open just
very slightly, and a bit of jizz dribbled from her mouth onto his knob,
running slowly in thick rivulets down his quivering shaft.  Her eyes never
leaving his, she gargled again, and began swallowing between gargles,
keeping her mouth open so he could see the cum gargling and disappearing
down her throat.
   The sight of her throat muscles working to swallow down his thick load
was enthralling, and she was clearly getting off on it, swaying under the
desk.  Her mouth empty, she then licked up all the jizz she had drooled
onto his cock, let it pool on her tongue for his inspection, before
gargling and swallowing it.
   Luke had no idea what to say, what to do.  He'd had no idea whatsoever
of the sort of wild wanton siren that Amy had revealed herself to be. 
"Thanks for the meal, Luke," she beamed.  "You're delicious!"
   "Damn," he muttered, utterly overcome with amazed arousal.  "Damn, damn,
damn." Amy just giggled and kissed his cock.
   *****
   In the high school cafeteria, Amy was clearly remembering that moment as
well.  She'd taken the opportunity to start making out with him and
worshipping his cock other times over the summer, when they'd been able to
get privacy.  She also had sworn him to secrecy, still shy about telling
the others, even her best friend Bridget, about her secret cockslave side.
   Luke, for his part, didn't know how to handle it.  Both Bridget and Amy
were making out with him regularly, and neither one of them wanted him to
tell the other.  He was sure that if they just both knew the other was
fooling around with him too, their embarrassment would evaporate, but he
couldn't bring himself to break their trust by telling.
   Sam, Summer, and Winter had already compared class schedules, but now
they began comparing them with Luke, Bridget, and Amy.  "All the same
classes?" Sam exclaimed as she saw the identical schedules of the butler
boy and boss girl.  "Sounds like destiny to me." Bridget reddened, and Luke
forebore to make a comment.
   "Don't suppose you've got a 3rd period study hall," Summer asked
teasingly, cupping his crotch as she always did.  She pressed herself into
him, back to his front, so that his boner was rubbing on her ass, as he
wrapped his arms about her.
   He gulped, trying not to groan out loud in a busy cafeteria.  There were
plenty of eyes on them already; as Summer had predicted, all the high
schoolers knew him from his porn videos.  "7th period," he said.  "With
Bridget."
   "How do you always get study hall in the last period?" Winter said
dryly. "Are you sleeping with the principal or something?" The other girls
tittered madly; the high school principal was a wrinkled old lady who
looked like she was 90 years old.
   "I've just got algebra in 7th period," Summer said.  "We can cut class
and go fuck!" She winked saucily at him, and Luke's boner throbbed in his
crotch, as she kept rubbing on him.
   "Where at?" Sam wondered.  "It's not like the cheer coach is on vacation
all year round."
   "There's no gym class in 7th period," Summer grinned devilishly.  "Which
means the locker rooms will be empty."
   Sam perked up at that.  "I might have to cut class too and join y'all!"
Bridget and Amy flushed, each secretly wanting to fool around with him too.
Winter looked at the three lovers lustily herself.
   Noting the time, Luke cleared his throat and said, a bit more huskily
than he intended, "Almost time for class to start, we'd better get going."
   "Always the responsible one," Sam grinned at him.  "I love you."
   He grinned back, and they all went to homeroom; all 6 of them shared the
same homeroom!  Summer and Sam spent the time writhing upon and kissing
him, much to the voyeuristic delight of their classmates.
   1st period however, Luke only shared with Bridget, so when homeroom let
out, he escorted his boss to class, carrying her bookbag.  She hadn't
bothered to find out where their classes would be at, instead relying on
him to find their classrooms.  They went into the classroom without
incident - beyond the usual looks from female admirers, which he did his
best to ignore - but when Luke opened his backpack, he realized he'd
forgotten his notebook, having left it in his new locker.
   "Be right back," he said to Bridget, who nodded and brushed her hair
back out of her face, and he hurried down the hall.  As he approached his
locker, he saw Winter up ahead, opening her locker, which was only a little
ways before his own.  Standing next to Winter was a taller girl, close to
Luke's height, blonde with a thick ass.  He grinned; had Winter already
found a new girlfriend?
   As he got closer though, he sobered.  Winter was clearly nervous, maybe
upset, and he got close enough to hear what they were saying.  "What's the
big idea, bitch?" the blonde was saying.  "You never texted me back over
the summer."
   "I was out of town," Winter mumbled, a very uncharacteristic tone of
voice for her.
   "What, were you having too much fun to even look me up when you got
back?"
   "Leave me alone, Laura," Winter said, and Luke realized that this was
Winter's ex, a sophomore.  Last year she'd been a freshman while Winter and
her friends had been still in middle school; but now they were in the same
school again.
   "Don't be like that, cupcake," Laura said, changing tactics as her voice
suddenly started dripping sickening sweetness.  "I need a fuckbuddy, and
you fit the bill.  Both my girlfriends are boring in bed."
   Winter reddened.  "You dumped me, Laura!  You can't just--"
   "Shut up," Laura interrupted.  "I know you want me back."
   Luke came up then and rested his hand comfortingly on Winter's shoulder.
The goth started a bit before realizing that her friend was there.  "Scram,
Laura," he said firmly.  "You're bothering Winter."
   "What are you, pretty boy?" Laura sneered at him.  "Her bodyguard?  Her
boyfriend?  You know she's gay, right?"
   Luke drew himself up very close to the blonde, forcing her to look up at
him.  "I will only say it one more time," he said, his voice strong and
commanding.  "Leave.  Her.  Alone."
   He didn't notice, but the eyes of several other students were on their
exchange.  Laura's face tightened; she wasn't scared, exactly, but she felt
the weight of his firm command.  "Alright, pretty boy," she said, "she's
not that great in bed anyway, and she's a lousy kisser." She ran her
fingers lightly on his arm.  "She's gay, but I'm bi...  why don't you spend
some time with me?  I still need a fuckbuddy."
   "Winter's my friend," he said.  "You mistreated her and you broke her
heart.  I would sooner fuck a guy than a bitch like you."
   Laura reddened, and a watching guy hooted, "Tell 'er, man!" The blonde
bitch hurried off, utterly humiliated and fuming.  Luke turned back to
Winter, who was looking at him with wide, surprised eyes.  Her dream, at
the beach house, of Luke being her handsome prince, came back to her full
force.
   "You okay?" he said softly, resting his hand soothingly on her shoulder.
   "Y-yeah," she said, and hugged him for only the second time.  Surprised,
he hugged her in return, softly stroking her back, as the bell rang.
   And so Luke had his first ever tardy that wasn't Bridget's fault.  He
hadn't realized how many people had been watching his defense of the goth.
The story spread like wildfire, growing in the telling; by lunchtime, half
the school was talking about how the hot porn star had singlehandedly beat
up two burly football players who were both Laura's boyfriends, to protect
Winter.
   Laura was utterly and totally humiliated, becoming a pariah in the space
of two periods.  Both her girlfriends broke up with her and started going
out with each other instead, and she was the first student that year to
receive detention, the assistant principal citing harassment and talking
about possibly suspending her.
   Sam, Summer, Bridget, and Amy of course hounded him for the real
account, and he played it down, but they saw through his modesty.  They all
rewarded him with hugs - and kisses in Sam and Summer's case - and Bridget
surreptitiously rubbed her crotch on his as they hugged.
   Winter was as embarrassed by the whole thing as Luke, but inside she was
glowing.  No one had ever stood up for her before like that!  As 7th period
ended - he'd come back at the end for Bridget, after fucking Summer AND Sam
in the locker room, back to the study hall which Winter shared with him and
Bridget - Winter hugged him again, and whispered, "Thanks, Luke."
   "It's nothing," he said, smiling at her.
   "No," she answered.  "It's a lot."
   The school year thus began.  Summer and Sam weren't able to spend a
whole lot of time with Luke in the afternoons after school, since the
former had her cheer squad and the latter had gone out for track,
basketball, and swimming just as she had planned over the summer; although
of course they still spent the nights with him regularly.  Instead Amy and
Bridget took the opportunity to individually and secretly make out with
him. In Amy's case, she would also worship his cock; in Bridget's case,
they'd dry hump until she cummed, at which point, she'd finish him off with
her hands and rejoice in the way he splurted all over her.
   "I'm positive you've got bigger loads now," Bridget said one afternoon,
instead of her customary 'Guess I have to take a shower now'.  Luke blinked
at the unusual response.
   "Er, I dunno," he said.
   "And I heard several girls talking about how you looked bigger in the
threesome porno than the first two," Bridget continued.  "You're definitely
taller.  Maybe you had a growth spurt or something."
   "Um, maybe," he said, running his hand through his hair.
   "Let's measure again!" the redhead brightened, and found the sewing tape
measure.  Her face, hair, and rack still covered in his spunk, she
enthusiastically measured him as she had s many months before.  "Holy
shit," she said.  "You're 8 and one quarter inches long now!  And...  6 and
three quarters around!"
   She looked at his cock with such hunger in his eyes, his cock throbbed.
He had a boner again, from Bridget handling his fuck package to measure it,
and she grinned naughtily, before jacking him off all over again, and
getting a second helping of his load on her again.
   Bridget enthusiastically shared the news of his bigger cock with the
other girls, who giggled and crowed delightedly.  Even Winter looked
interested at this news.
   Speaking of the goth, Laura had indeed left her alone.  But Luke was
still worried about her; she was still alone, even though she was
surrounded by her friends.  She hadn't gone out with any other girl, but he
could definitely sense that she wanted to date someone.
   It was when he caught her sad, longing eyes on Sam during a lunch period
one day that he made the connection.  He pursed his lips thoughtfully, and
the next time he was able to catch Winter alone, between 5th and 6th
periods as they were each at their lockers (which were very close to one
another), he brought it up tentatively.
   "Hey, Winter," he said.
   She looked briefly at him from her locker.  "Hey," she said.
   "I saw you looking at Sam," he continued.
   She didn't look at him this time.  "So?"
   "I don't want to pry or anything," Luke said.  "But if you want to talk
about it, I'm here for you."
   Winter was silent for a moment.  She wasn't sure how she felt about
opening up to Luke.  Yeah, she could admit she was sexually attracted to
him now, and she was grateful to him for defending her, but she was so
reserved about expressing her feelings, that she wasn't sure she wanted to.
   "I..." she began, then paused.  "I dunno.  Don't think it'll help."
   Luke nodded.  "Okay." A thought struck him.  "Hey, look, do you want me
to take you for a burger after school today?" She looked sharply at him. 
He laughed.  "Not a date or anything, silly.  Just a couple of friends. 
Sam's so busy with sports and me these days, I know you don't get to hang
out much.  We can take your mind off things, get you out of your house a
bit."
   For a moment, Winter had thought he was asking her out, and for that
same moment she had desperately hoped that he was.  She didn't show any of
this on her face however.  Instead, she gave a little smile.  "Sure," she
allowed.  "Sounds fun."
   So when school let out that afternoon, Winter hopped in the back of the
car, with Bridget up front as Luke drove them home.  Luke chatted a bit,
but Winter was back to her usual reserved goth self.  After he dropped
Bridget off and took her bookbag up to her room - and checking to make sure
she didn't need anything else - he came back down to the car, where Winter
had already plucked herself down in Bridget's usual spot in the front
passenger seat.
   He laughed.  "You read my mind."
   "So where we headed?" she asked.
   "Fat Mo's," he answered as he pulled out of the Rockwell estate.  "Sam
mentioned once you love the place." Winter brightened and agreed.  She
opened up a bit more as he chatted, now that it was just the two of them.
   "I'm a pig, really," the goth said.  "I gorge myself on food I like. 
But I have the metabolism of Mike Phelps, so I don't gain a pound."
   Luke chuckled.  "Good for you," he said.  "Well, you can gorge yourself
to your heart's content, Bridget gave me the smallest bill she had - a
hundred."
   "Damn," Winter said.  "Stinking rich, isn't she?"
   "Yeah," he said.  "Generous with it, though."
   The goth nodded.  "I don't think she really comprehends how rich she is.
It's just normal for her."
   "You're right," Luke said as he pulled into the parking lot.  Inside,
they continued to chat, Winter gradually becoming more animated as he
pulled her out of her usual shell.
   "No way!" the goth laughed several minutes later as they chowed down.
   "Yes way!" Luke affirmed, chuckling.  "There I was, in the gas station,
trying to buy tampons from the cashier with a hundred dollar bill, and the
woman was looking at me like I had grown a second head."
   Winter rolled with laughter.  "And you were ten?"
   "Yup," he nodded.  "I didn't even know what tampons were for, really. 
Bridget just said she needed them.
   "I remember when I first had to start using tampons," she said.  "I
thought I was hemorrhaging or something at first."
   "What, like the girl in My Girl?" he chuckled.
   "Yeah!" she agreed.  "I saw that movie a couple years after that, and
laughed so hard at that part.  I made my mom buy tampons, I was way too
embarrassed to buy them myself.  Of course, now I buy tampons for both of
us." Luke laughed, and Winter giggled.  "This is so weird," she said. 
"Talking with a guy about tampons."
   "I'm used to it," he said.  "Growing up with Bridget and all."
   "Yeah, I guess so," she agreed.  "You're pretty cool.  For a guy."
   He chuckled.  "That's a pretty resounding endorsement, coming from you."
Winter took a move from Sam's book and punched him lightly on the shoulder
across the table.
   "This really has been fun," the goth said.  She brushed her fingers atop
his hand briefly, surprising him.  "Thanks, Luke.  Really."
   "Any time," he smiled at her.
   "If that's true, we should do this again," Winter said, surprising him
again.  "Assuming you're not too busy with Amy and Bridget."
   He blinked.  "What?"
   She giggled.  "I'm a lesbian, I pay very close attention to girls, and
the way they're acting around you tells me a story.  A really hot, dirty
story." Luke blushed.
   "They, uh, are shy about anyone else knowing."
   Winter tapped her chin.  "Figured.  Do they even know the other one is
doing the nasty with you?"
   "No," Luke shook his head.  "I think they'd feel better if they knew,
but I don't want to upset them by telling.  And I'm not 'doing the nasty',"
he added.  "Just a little kissing and petting."
   It occurred to Winter suddenly that, of all the girls in their little
circle, she was the only one not fooling around with Luke in some manner.
She couldn't deny any longer how hot he was, especially as his sensitive
caring side kept coming out; maybe she should explore her bisexuality with
him?
   But for now, it was nice just being out with him as friends, no
pressure, just having fun with each other.  As Winter had suggested, they
went out again, several times in fact.  They'd shoot pool at the bar and
grill, go for some fast food, watch a movie at the theater, or ride
bicycles.  Winter was gradually becoming more and more relaxed around the
15 year old lad she secretly lusted for, and was opening up more and more
around him.
   Her hands were straying to him more often too.  She'd punch his shoulder
after he told a crude joke for example; or clutch his arm tightly during a
horror movie; or wipe ketchup off his chin.  Luke wondered about these
touches, but dismissed them as just friendliness; she was lesbian after
all. But once in a while, when he fucked Sam or Summer (or both at once),
he couldn't help but picture Winter joining in and writhing beneath him.
   One day in the school cafeteria at lunch, Winter was enthusing about a
concert to her friends.  "Omigawd, omigawd, omigawd," she said.  "The Wet
Kitties are in town!" She held up a flyer listing date, time, and location,
with an icon of a cute, dripping wet cat splashed on the page.
   "Who are the Wet Kitties?" Luke asked.
   Sam laughed and rolled her eyes; she was sitting on Luke's lap as they
ate, since Summer didn't share lunch period with them.  "Small goth-girl
band, Winter's had the hots for them for years."
   "It's not just that," the goth protested.  "They have great music.  So
moody and electric!"
   "When is it?" the tomboy asked, continuing to wiggle her tiny little ass
on Luke's boner.
   "Saturday night at the park," Winter said.  "And get this: it's supposed
to be cloudy!" She looked positively giddy at the thought, and they laughed
amiably at her gothic nature.
   "Oh," Sam said, a bit crestfallen.  "I can't go.  Track meet."
   "Oh," Winter echoed.  She looked disappointed herself.
   Luke embraced Sam upon his lap from behind.  "I know I was going to come
watch your track meet, Sam, but would it be all right if I took Winter to
the concert?"
   Winter perked up.  "Really?" she said.  "You'd do that?  But Sam's your
girlfriend!"
   Sam was smiling, pleased; she was almost positive now that Winter had a
thing for Luke.  "It's a great idea!" she said.  "I'm going to have lots of
track meets, but the Wet Kitties are only in town the one day."
   "You don't mind?" Luke checked.
   "Nope, I'm happy for you.  You're Winter's friend, it'd mean a lot to
her." Winter blushed very slightly, highly uncharacteristically, as Sam and
Luke smiled at her.
   That Saturday afternoon, Luke asked Bridget - after he'd spurted a load
over her face and bra-covered tits, and made her cum with dry-humping and
frenching before that - "Do you have any hair dye?"
   "What for?" the redhead asked curiously, scooping his gunk from her tits
with her fingers and sucking on it idly.
   He explained, and Bridget beamed.  "Aw, that's so sweet!  No, I don't
have any, but here's some money, go get some!"
   "Er," he said.  "I don't know how to use it."
   "Come back up here when you return," Bridget said authoritatively. 
"I'll help you with it." He thanked her gratefully.
   So when Winter opened her front door later, it took her a moment to
recognize the tall handsome young guy in front of her.  "Luke?" she gaped.
   He grinned at her, flushing slightly.  He was wearing black jeans and a
tight black t-shirt -which had the side effect of showing off the shape of
his muscles beneath it - and his hair had been dyed pure black, with orange
streaks.  "It's a goth concert," he said.  "Wanted to blend in."
   Winter made a noise he'd never heard her utter before; she squealed
excitedly, and threw her arms around him.  "Thank you, Luke!  That's really
special that you did that for me!" Luke grinned, pleased with her reaction,
and put his arms gently around her in kind.
   She suddenly seemed to realize how overexcitable she was, and pulled
back, surveying him critically.  "You should be a goth, Luke, you look
good."
   Luke chuckled.  "Well, I'll have goth hair at least, for a few weeks,
till the dye comes out.  You ready to go, or need some more time?"
   "I'm ready," she said, and they got into the car.  The evening was
indeed cloudy, as had been predicted, and Luke drove through McDonalds to
treat her to a quick supper before going to the park.  The park was rapidly
filling with dozens of goth teens, most of them in far more extravagant and
gothic outfits than Luke's simple black clothing, but Winter thought Luke
looked the best.  Just the fact that he had done it, made her glow inside;
he'd done it for her.
   There was much jostling as they worked their way up to the front of the
stage, Luke acting as an escort to give her some space.  They weren't able
to get all the way up front, but they were pretty close, only a few people
back from the stage.  The crowd went wild when the strobelights turned on,
and five punk goth girls in their early twenties rushed out on stage.
   "The redheaded one is Eternity!" Winter shouted so he could hear.  "She
does guitar, she's my favorite!" She proceeded to name the other band
members as they struck up a song, and the other goths began gyrating around
them to the beat of the music.
   The first song went without incident, but in the second song, a random
guy copped a feel of Winter's ass, and she rounded on him.  "I'm lesbian,
jerk!" she yelled, and the guy called her a bitch before leaving her alone.
   Other bodies were gyrating dangerously close to them, and Luke spied a
few hands here and there reaching out to grope his friend.  He headed those
off, and stood directly behind Winter, trying to act as a protective
shield. Winter turned her head to throw him a grateful look.  The crowd was
pressed so closely together though, that Luke's torso was pressed against
Winter's back, and he had to wrap his arms around her shoulders to keep
from getting separated.
   "Sorry," he said, trying to explain, but Winter shook her head to
indicate she didn't mind; she appreciated his protectiveness.
   Of course, Winter was dancing and gyrating to the music too, and Luke
gulped as he belatedly realized he was holding a hot chick who was rubbing
sensuously into him as she danced.  He concentrated very hard on not
popping a boner, but of course this only made him even more aware of the
nice round ass rubbing into his crotch, and his cock treacherously firmed
up, lengthening and thickening into a throbbing pole in his jeans.
   Winter started as she noticed it.  "Erm, sorry," he said, embarrassed,
and started to take his arms away from around her.
   But she grabbed his hands to keep his arms around her.  "I don't mind,"
she said, shocking him.  "You think I'm pretty, huh?"
   He swallowed, and nodded, his answer almost right in Winter's ear as the
music boomed.  "Yeah."
   "Tell me then," Winter said, still swaying to the music, and pulling him
along with her to the gentler rocking beat of the current song.  "Tell me
why you think I'm pretty." She was practically massaging his boner with her
ass, and Luke gulped.
   "Um, your hair is really pretty, I like your natural black color, it
goes with your fair skin very well.  And, well, you have a nice-sized ass
and big hot tits." He was flushing, but his cock kept throbbing into that
very nice-sized ass.
   Winter felt so good to hear him compliment her; she hadn't realized how
much she'd wanted his approval.  She wriggled her ass back against him,
setting his bulging crotch almost directly in her ass crack, through her
black jeans.  "Well," she allowed, speaking softly but nonetheless
sultrily, "I can see you're telling the truth; boners don't lie."
   Luke chuckled hoarsely, and Winter continued, her tone a low gentle
tease.  "You know you're being a bad boy, getting all hard up for a lesbian
chick in the middle of a goth concert.  Very very bad...  and naughty...  I
bet you have fantasies about turning a lesbian straight, don't you?" She
kept wriggling her ass on his boner, and kept a firm grasp on his hands,
pulling his hands down to the crotch of her black jeans.
   Luke was grunting and breathing heavily, her shocking dirty talk
stimulating him just as much as her squirming buttocks did.  She was a
relentless tease!  Where had this side of Winter come from?  "What?" Winter
added.  "Don't you want to feel me up?  I thought you said I was pretty."
   She moved his hand insistently in the crotch of her jeans, and he
obeyed, swallowing a bit nervously, as Winter's gyrations became a bit more
jerky once his fingers rubbed between her legs.  "Mmm," she said, biting
her lip to stifle a full moan.  "Not bad for a guy.  You must have
fantasies about doing things to my lesbian pussy.  Stroking me, or eating
me, or maybe even sticking this hard thingI feel into me."
   Luke's cock was lurching tremendously in his jeans against Winter's ass
crack, and he could feel the wetness in his pants from his copious precum.
"You must like all this," she said, "I feel you all nice and throbbing back
there.  Don't be too shy now, we've been on enough dates that I think it's
okay to do some petting."
   Luke groaned.  "No, these aren't dates, we're just--" He cut off with a
low nnnnghh as Winter wriggled her ass strongly back into him.
   "Don't say that again," she said, a wry grin on her face.  "I might
think you don't like me after all.  But you might reassure me...  if you
keep rubbing nice and firmly!" Her hot hand lay atop his as he rubbed
between her legs, and now she started gasping breathlessly as he obeyed,
jilling her through her jeans, stimulating her puffy labia with his
kneading back-and-forth motions.
   Somewhere in the back of his mind, Luke was totally aghast.  Winter was
being a soft but relentless temptress, and totally coming onto him!  But
the forefront of his mind was filled with a fog of desire as she expertly
stoked his lusts to a fever pitch.  His gasps and groans grunted hotly in
her ear, and her own pants were all around him.
   No one else noticed their lewd activities, in the busy bustling crowd of
gyrating teens as the Wet Kitties kept performing.  Before long, Winter was
almost bucking on his hand, and then she shuddered violently, releasing a
long drawn out moan of pure bliss as her thighs clenched on his hand.
   She fell limp, and he had to almost hold her up.  "Mmm," she murmured.
"Not bad.  For a guy."
   Luke couldn't help it; he laughed hoarsely, even as his boner kept
throbbing in her ass crack, and Winter giggled in kind.  The last song
played, and the crowd cheered for the Wet Kitties as they went offstage,
and Winter turned around, putting her arms around Luke's shoulders and
pressing very closely to him, so that their crotches met.
   "Thanks, Luke," she said.  "I had a great time." She leaned in and
kissed him softly, and Luke, still somewhat shocked by this turn of events,
kissed her back.  Winter was a gentle, tender kisser, not hard and wild
like Sam and Summer, or eager and horny like Amy and Bridget.  She didn't
french very much, instead just running the tip of her tongue over his
bottom lip, but preferring to meld lips together.
   Her hands cradled his head as his held her waist, and they made out like
that, gently and tenderly, slowly, with no rush or pressure, and when she
finally pulled away, Luke felt lightheaded.  "So what do you say?" Winter
said, deliberately pressing her crotch into his boner.  "Care to have a
third girlfriend?  Or fifth girlfriend," she added with a dry chuckle,
"depending on who you're counting."
   And so Luke and Winter started going out as a couple, and not only
friends.  Sam crowed triumphantly when she found out, punching her best
friend's shoulder.  "I knew it!" she said over and over.  "I knew you liked
him, I just knew it!" Winter reddened a bit but otherwise maintained her
composure.
   "So are we gonna film the two of you fucking?" Amy said hopefully.
   "I hope so," Summer said, "that would be fucking hot!"
   "I don't know," Luke said.  He wasn't certain how to say this, or to
express his feelings.  "I mean, I don't mind, but...  you girls are people,
you're my friends and girlfriends, not just fap material for everyone in
school."
   "Aw, that's sweet," Sam said, and Winter squeezed his hand gently.
   "Well, I guess we wouldn't have to show it to everyone, we could just
keep it between the six of us," Amy pressed.  "Right, Bridget?"
   "Um, sure, I guess," the redhead said.  It wasn't like her parents had
noticed any of the previous videos anyway; and she was liking these pornos
for their own sake now.
   So their plans were made.  They had to wait a while, of course; Winter
had to get on the pill, for one thing, and both she and Luke wanted to date
some more - real dates, not just friends hanging out - before they 'did the
nasty', as Winter had called it.  So Luke's schedule became incredibly
busy. Not only was he dating Winter, Sam, and Summer all at once, he was
secretly making out with Amy and Bridget as well, on top of all his butler
duties to Bridget.
   Not to mention everyone at school hounded Luke about how he had managed
to turn a lesbian straight.  "Not straight," Winter would correct them,
"bi." Luke's notoriety continued to increase: the school hero, a porn star,
AND dating three hot girls simultaneously!  People kept pressing him about
when he was going to make a porno with the goth, and he kept firmly stating
that he wasn't.
   As the Saturday approached, on which they planned to film Luke and
Winter coupling, the goth seemed a bit nervous.  "You okay?" Luke asked her
astutely the Friday before, while they were at their lockers between
periods.  They were standing by their lockers, holding each other, his arms
around her waist and hers around his shoulders.  Her crotch rubbed
sensuously into his bulging boner.
   "Yeah," she said.  "Just...  you know.  Never sexed a guy before.  Never
thought I was ever going to."
   "You don't have to," he said.  "We can not fuck at all, or not fuck on
camera, or I can just eat you out but not actually fuck you.  Whatever you
want."
   Winter's heart melted at his generosity and understanding.  How many
guys would offer such a thing, to eat his girlfriend's pussy out but hold
back from sticking his dick inside her?  "You're so sweet," she said, and
kissed him briefly, before adding, "For a guy."
   He chuckled, and she went on, "No, I want to sex you up, and I'm a bit
excited about doing it on camera so our friends can see, it's just...  I'm
a little nervous, is all."
   He was silent for a moment, thinking.  "We could fuck the night before,
off-camera, if you want.  No pressure, no rush.  Losing your virginity is a
special thing anyway, maybe it shouldn't be filmed."
   Winter kissed him in reply.
   So that Friday night, after they and their friends had fun watching the
football game at which Summer was cheering and Amy and Bridget were playing
in band - and Sam was still a big football fan too, even though she wasn't
playing on the high school team - Luke drove Winter home with himself and
Bridget.  Summer and Sam had originally planned to have a threesome with
him that night, but he'd explained his and Winter's plans to them, so
instead they'd had a threesome with him that afternoon before the game.
   Luke's room was dark, and he reached over to flick on the light, but
Winter forestalled him.  "Keep the light off," she murmured.  "It makes it
more...  intimate." There was bright moonlight shining in through the
window blinds as well, so Luke did as she suggested.
   She pulled off his shirt, and he pulled her to him, kissing her gently.
Slowly they undressed each other, and he kissed her bare skin each time she
shed a layer.  When her bra came off, he bent his head to kiss and lick
gently along her large pear-shaped boobs, eliciting moaned purrs from the
goth.
   She pulled down his pants, and daringly grasped his thick long boner,
relishing the deep lusty groan she wrenched from him, as precum dribbled
from his slit down his shaft to lube her hand.  "Wait...  Winter..." he
said heavily, and he pushed her gently back onto the bed, where he helped
her wriggle out of her panties.
   The moon fell upon her beautiful naked body.  The black fur of her muff
was trimmed neatly, and he knelt between her legs, letting his hot breath
blow upon her sensitive crotch.  Winter moaned lustily and squirmed as Luke
ran soft kisses along her inner thighs before proceeding to give her the
most thorough, drawn-out, and pleasurable cunnilingus of her entire life.
   Winter ended up screaming with ecstatic abandon, her body flopping and
convulsing madly, her legs locked around Luke's head as she creamed on his
face.  When she finally calmed down, she lay in a limp puddle of
blissed-out teenage girl, twitching as aftershocks jolted through her.  Her
body glistened in the moonlight with sweat, and her hair was plastered to
her face.  "Damn, Luke," she panted.  "That was sooooooooo GOOD!"
   He raised his head from her delicious pussy, his face gleaming with her
juices, and cocked a grin at her, adding, "For a guy."
   Winter laughed out loud.  "You got it.  C'mere handsome," she said, "I
know you want to plow my lesbian pussy with this big hard tool." She bit
her lip lustily, seeing his tremendous throbbing rod as he crawled onto the
bed.
   "Here," he said, "why I don't lie down and you can ride on top.  That
way you can control the penetration, so you can be sure it's not too fast
or anything."
   "Awww," she cooed.  This mushiness was very unlike her, but she was
filled with pleasure, and so many of her barriers were down.  "That's so
sweet.  I think you just want to see a lesbian babe riding you like a
cowgirl."
   He chuckled and bent his head down to kiss her, his face wet with her
own girlcum, before turning over on his back beside her.  She got up and
straddled him, sitting on her haunches as she grasped his thick pulsing
shaft to hold it up and guide it to her pussy.  Her 15 year old cunny
dripped nectar down his pole as she positioned the swollen cockknob to
touch lightly upon her puffy twat lips, and they groaned simultaneously.
   "Take...  your time..." Luke panted, and Winter was mesmerized by the
way his swimmer's muscles rippled in the moonlight with every heave of his
chest.  "All the time...  you need..." He was holding himself back from
just thrusting up into her and rutting her like an animal, he was that
horny to fuck his formerly lesbian goth girlfriend!
   Winter lowered herself, moaning loudly as her plump wet nether lips
parted around his succulent cockhead, straining to inch into her tight
sticky virginal love canal.  She was incredibly sensitive down there
already, due to having just been pleasured by her boyfriend's skillful,
loving mouth and tongue, and she shuddered blissfully just at the
stimulation of his cockhead starting to enter her.  She swore she could
feel his precum bubbling up into her fuckhole!
   Slowly she sank down on him, admitting him into her warm wet fucksleeve
as his cockknob squeezed into her and she gripped him eagerly with her
tight hot dripping walls.  "Nnnngggghhhh!" Winter and Luke's moans of
delight were indistinguishable at this point, and Luke's head tossed back
and forth as the goth swayed, struggling to keep her balance as sexual
euphoria rolled through her.
   Her cunt was completely tight and virginal; she'd been such a diehard
lesbian that she'd never even used a dildo.  His huge thick cock was
stretching her never-used love tunnel wide, pulsing and throbbing madly
within the tight viselike grip of her velveteen pussy, and his every throb
sent jolts of delight surging through her.  "Oh, god, Luke..." she moaned,
and kept sinking down, taking more and more of his long girth into her.
   Luke was grunting harshly, practically growling with the fervor of his
lust as he labored mightily to keep from bucking his hips up into her.  She
looked like a moon goddess, her head framed in dark locks, her pale skin
gleaming in the moonlight as her sweaty body slowly lowered, admitting him
into her most private and precious core.
   He was touching places deep inside her, setting off tingling nerves that
she didn't even know were there.  She knew nothing but pleasure, and then
his balls squelched into her ass even as his knob pressed against her
cervix, touching off a shriek of pleasure.  She'd taken him completely
inside her!
   He felt so WONDERFUL, his entire fat pole lurching madly like a frenzied
animal inside her tight, hot, soaked fucktunnel, and she began rising and
falling upon him like a wave, her bouncing becoming more and more rapid as
she literally fucked her own brains out on his godlike cock!
   Luke seized her waist then and began bucking upwards into her downward
strokes, pummeling her hot horny pussy now as she rode him, screaming with
abandon.  "LUKE!" she cried his name over over, in high loud shrieks and
hot harsh gasps.  The delectable pears upon her chest, stemmed with hard
pink nipples, bounced and jiggled enticingly as they fucked, the goth using
her boyfriend as her stallion, riding his horse-cock for all she was worth!
   Their joining was so hot, yet so intimately intertwined, that they
cummed together, Luke's balls clenching even as Winter's body locked up. 
As her pussy spasmed and convulsed on his pole, he burst a fountain of jizz
inside her, treating the former lesbian to the incredible sensation of
feeling his hot thick ropes of spunk shooting forcefully through her cervix
into her womb.
   She screamed his name, and he screamed hers, the hot intensity of their
simultaneous orgasms binding them in cascades of escalating pleasure.  Her
juicing cunt milked him for every last drop, his load larger than it used
to be, as he pumped her full of cockslop.  Finally, she just collapsed on
top of him, her boobs smooshing upon his chest as he cradled her sexy ass
with his hands, holding her lovingly as the last spurts of his load pulsed
into her pussy.
   "Mmmm, Luke," she murmured, nibbling on his neck.  "I hope you enjoyed
pounding a lesbian's hot wet delicious honeypot...  I sure enjoyed it!" He
chuckled throatily, and she added, "Can we stay like this?  I want to keep
you inside my lesbian honeypot all night long, feeling you stuff me and
making me feel so good; you're so nice and fat and long."
   "Sure," he whispered, and she kissed him, gently and tenderly
passionate, as she always did, before they gradually fell asleep.
   The next morning, they took a shower together - fucking again in the
process, as they soaped each other up - and by the afternoon, they were
good and horny again, ready to fuck on camera as the other girls arrived,
and the couple joined them in Bridget's room.
   Sam practically tackled him with a hug and kiss, and Summer was quick to
follow suit.  Amy had actually arrived before any of the other girls, and
she'd come to Luke's room furtively first, to make out with him some.  Now
though, she was setting up her camera as Sam and Summer argued
good-naturedly about how the pillows on Bridget's bed should be arranged
for the shoot.  Bridget, Winter, and Luke traded amused glances at Sam and
Summer's silly dispute, but at last the tomboy and cheerleader reached an
accord.
   "Alright, everyone ready?" Bridget said, as everyone took their places.
   "Not yet," Sam said.  She came up behind Luke and smacked his ass,
giggling at his yelp, before retreating.  "Okay, now I'm ready!" Bridget
shook her head mirthfully at the small girl's antics, and nodded at Amy to
start rolling.
   "So, handsome," Winter said softly, caressing his cheek as they started
undressing, "since you worshipped my lesbian honeypot last night, how 'bout
I return the favor?  I bet it gets you all hard up thinking about having a
hot lesbo babe sucking your big nasty tool."
   "Even better," he said, "let's 69." Hot gasps and titters arose from
those watching as Luke and Winter completely undressed and then got onto
the bed, Luke lying on his back as Winter climbed atop him, planting her
juicy wet formerly lesbian pussy on his face as she gripped the fat base of
his cock and stroked him.
   "Hnnnnggghh," Luke groaned at her handling, and he began licking and
kissing gently on her sweet, delicious cunt.
   "Mmmmmm," was Winter's response, and she stroked up and down his shaft
with her fingers, taking her time to explore the giant cock that she'd
taken up her pussy so eagerly the night before.  She was utterly fascinated
by it; it was the only cock she'd ever been interested in, and the fact
that it belonged to such a great guy like Luke only made it ten times
better.
   The goth licked at it, tasting the sweat and musk of his cockmeat, and
relishing the way it lurched beneath her attentions, slapping her in the
face and smearing her with his precum.  She kissed his cumslit, letting the
precum that bubbled up smear her lips as she swallowed it.  Luke's body was
jerking in all sorts of odd ways beneath her as she kissed and licked and
fondled him, and she was writhing sensuously as well, as Luke's tongue
parted the petals of her pussy to dive within.
   "Oh god, Luke..." she moaned, and began leaving purple lipstick prints
up and down his shaft as she kissed his throbbing pole.  The other girls
watched, fascinated with Winter's unique marking of the boy they all loved
and/or lusted for.  Summer couldn't believe she'd never thought to try
marking his cock with lipstick herself, and decided then and there that she
was going to do the same thing.
   Amy had never worn lipstick, and for the first time in her life, was
tempted to.  Sam was altogether enthralled with her best friend making love
with her boyfriend; it was incredible to see her lesbian friend falling in
love and lust with a guy, the very same guy the tomboy herself had fallen
for!  It felt very special to share the boy she loved with her closest
friend.
   Bridget meanwhile was thinking she wished there was some way she could
mark Luke.  With Winter's lipstick prints, everyone who ever saw his cock
would know that Winter had been there.  (Until the lipstick washed off, of
course, but it was clear, with how eagerly and sexily the goth was
worshipping his cock, that she'd be reapplying it often.) The redhead
wished she was bold enough to admit that she was fooling around with him
too, and fantasized all the time about doing more.
   But he was just her butler, even though he obviously got hard for her.
With all these hot wonderful girls he was dating, would he even care about
little ol' her?
   Luke meanwhile was gyrating and thrashing beneath Winter, his groans
vibrating into her pussy, making her mewl and purr in pleasure.  Once his
shaft was covered in lipstick, she began sucking on his engorged knob,
taking his big fat long johnson into her formerly lesbian mouth and nursing
eagerly.
   The goth might kiss gently, but she gave head hard and vigorously,
suckling like her life depended on it, and Luke cried out, spasming, his
cock lurching violently in her mouth as a thick splurt of precum shot into
the back of her throat.  "Mmmnnnggghhh!" Winter moaned as she swallowed the
delicious nectar, and she plunged her throat down on his throbbing,
pulsating meat.
   She almost juiced as she felt his tremendous fucktool invade the
tightness of her throat.  Her neck started bulging out as she swallowed him
down; she could feel every ridge and vein of his succulent, tasty cock
defined within her throatcunt, and she began glucking madly on his pipe,
incredibly thirsty for his cum, wanting him to shoot his load into her
tummy!
   She really had to work at it to get him entirely inside her mouth, but
when she did it, when her nose was buried in his now-hairier nest of pubic
curls, pleasure flooded through her as she felt the entire length of his
huge dick pulsing inside her mouth and throat!  Her drool dribbled
copiously from her tightly stretched purple lips, pooling around the base
of his cock as she sucked on him and milked him with her throat.
   Her loud moans vibrated lewdly around his slab of cockmeat as he kept
worshipping her pussy, and finally it was just too much for him.  She felt
his nuts tighten in her cupped palms, felt the bulging of his shaft inside
her throat, and then glugged his load eagerly down as he shot his load deep
into her mouthtwat.
   As she felt him jizzing into her throat, he cried out, his ecstasy
guttering in his throat, just as his lips bit ever so lightly and gently on
her hard little pink clit, and she juiced, convulsing atop him as they
climaxed together.  Her fuckhoney smeared his face in her teenage ambrosia
as her stomach filled up with his thick hot tasty spunk.
   Winter was on cloud nine by the time he stopped squirting inside her,
and she dazedly pulled her throat off his cock.  His knob plopped wetly out
of her mouth, strings of drool and cum connecting her lips with his cock
for several seconds, a shot that Amy made very certain to capture, and one
that made the brunette even hornier than she already was from watching the
couple make love.
   "Now, handsome," Winter said as she rolled off Luke's sweaty body, "I
think I want to to feel you in me doggystyle, and feeling your muscles
heaving into me...  and I think you want to pound my hot tight lesbian body
with your huge nasty boner, don't you?" He chuckled hoarsely as his cock
throbbed in reply, and when she had gotten on her hands and knees on the
bed - Amy captured a good shot of her tiny winking asshole over her puffy
dripping pussy lips - Luke knelt behind her, pressing his knob into her
tight, formerly lesbian, almost virginal slit.
   Ecstasy guttered in Winter's throat, and erupted from her mouth in a cry
of delight as Luke pushed his cock between her lips into her tight satin
fucktunnel.  "Ungh!" she groaned, sounding very much like a bitch in heat
as Luke slid his huge fat length deep inside her cunt.
   Sam was amazed; in all her life, she'd never seen Winter like this,
utterly fuck-drunk - and over a guy, no less!  "Pound me, nnngh, Luke,
unngghh," Winter moaned, "pound me, hhhhrrrnnhh, with your nice big, nngh!
Tool!" She was so juicy and wet that Luke thrust into her quickly, stuffing
her full with his massive log that stretched her so pleasurably and filled
up her horny depths.
   He bent over then, holding himself up with his hands next to hers on the
bed, his breathing heavy and harsh in her ear.  The sound was utterly
divine to her.  "Fuck me!" she demanded again, and together they began
heaving their bodies into one another.  Luke slammed his pelvis into her
ass with hard wet smacks of sweaty teenage flesh on flesh, and Winter let
out a long chorus of obscene moans of delight as they rutted like wild
beasts in heat.
   The bed was creaking and groaning loudly as they fucked wildly, and
Bridget actually worried for a moment that the bed might crash. 
Fortunately, her bed was as sturdy and comfortable as money could buy, so
despite its creaking, it remained upright as Luke pounded Winter's pussy
relentlessly.  He was a nonstop fuckmachine, jackhammering her, pistoning
into her again and again, as she screamed in bliss.
   Her pussy clutched and gobbled on his thick long dick, milking him as
she juiced, and she kept juicing.  She rode ever higher waves of bliss as
Luke slammed into her from behind, splitting her pussy wide open with his
huge pleasure-giving babymaker that she now craved.  His harsh, ragged
breathing sounded directly in her ear as he pounded her, and it drove her
wild with ecstasy as her entire body quaked with the force of her orgasm.
   Summer had started groping Sam, and now the tomboy and cheerleader were
actively jilling each other off as they watched, Sam's fingers reached
beneath Summer's skirt, and Summer's hands kneaded Sam's tiny boobs. 
Bridget's mouth was hanging slightly open, breathless with desire, and Amy
swallowed, not daring to move for fear she'd drop the camera from
lust-trembling hands.
   It seemed Winter's climax was neverending, because Luke kept pistoning
into her again and again, his cockhead pushing on her cervix with every
pounding thrust, and finally he too exploded, erupting like a volcano of
jizz inside her.  He anchored his cock completely inside her, his cum
gushing directly through her cervix and into her womb as he groaned in
blissful, bestial release.
   Winter shrieked in shrill pleasure as she felt that giant cock pulsing
with the force of his geysers inside her, rapture wracking her teenage
body. A guttering groan signaled Luke's balls being drained dry, and they
collapsed onto the bed together, sweaty forms entwined, his cock still
planted deep inside her twat.
   "Oh god," he groaned.  "Oh god..." Winter was moaning incoherently for
her part, her pussy utterly ravished.  Silence filled the room for a few
minutes, the only sounds being the couple's ragged panting, and the breathy
sighs of the other girls watching them.  Finally Sam's voice broke into the
silence.
   "Well, Winter," she said matter-of-factly.  "I will definitely lez you
now that you've fucked Luke.  We can have a threesome with Summer!"
   "Nnngh," Winter mumbled, still bleary with the afterglow rippling
through her as Luke's body rested atop hers, his arms cradling her.  "No."
   Sam blinked, nonplussed.  "What?" Her best friend had been trying to lez
her for years!
   "I mean, yes," Winter tried again, panting for breath, her mind still
fogged up with passion, "but not right now.  I just want Luke to pound me
again for a while...  Not long...  just forever."
   Luke chuckled hoarsely and kissed her hair.  The other girls broke out
into lusty laughter.
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   DISCLAIMER: This is always implicit in my stories, but let me make it
explicit.  I in no way condone any sexual or illegal activities with minors
in real life.  In real life, young boys and girls are not equipped,
emotionally or mentally or physically, for sexual activity.  My stories,
even those taking place in a 'realistic' setting, are pure fantasy in that
the fictional children inhabiting my stories are completely capable of
mature sexual love and lust.
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