In the Dark Chapter

By Oliver Winslet

A boy, two girls, a mom, and several others get together for late night adventures. mf, mff, mF, mFf, mFff, MF, MFF, M+F+f, mFFff, Mf, teen, voy, exhib, harem, public sex, caught

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Author's Note

This is a story meant for adult reading, only. If you are under eighteen or whatever the minimum legal age is in your jurisdiction, if you find reading stories containing graphic representations of sexual acts offending, or if reading such literature is illegal where you are, leave right now.

Chapter 18

The next morning I got dressed and went into the house for my morning cereal, or if I could convince Mom to cook it, a good hot breakfast. When I came in she showed me a suitcase with things I would need staying overnight regularly at the Nortin's. I thanked her for being so thoughtful and gave her a peck on the cheek.
She smiled, saying something about her boy growing up. I fixed my cereal and milk and enjoyed at least plenty to eat. I told Mom I'd be back for supper, took the suitcase, and left. I dropped it temporarily in the tent and went to Joanne's house. She had felt pretty badly when she left the Nortin's the day before, and I wanted to check on her.

I knocked on the door, for a change. Mrs. Burns answered the door and invited me in. I explained that as poorly as Joanne had felt when she left the Nortin's house yesterday, I was afraid that if I just walked in I would disturb her or something, and went the knock on the door route instead. Mrs. Burns complimented me on being so thoughtful, and I told her no thank you's were necessary. I thought the world of Joanne and wouldn't want to do anything that might hurt her. Mrs. Burns went into Joanne's room to let her know I was there, then went about her regular routine while I waited in the living room for Joanne.

She came out a couple of minutes later looking drawn, but happy to see me. She took my hand and said, "Come sit with me." I smiled and replied. "If you want me to. How are you feeling?" "Let's sit in the lawn chairs out back, and I'll tell you all about it." "OK." After that slightly confusing exchange I followed her into the backyard where there were three lawn chairs arranged in a sort of circle. She pointed to one of the chairs and said for me to, "Pull that chair over close to this one." I followed instructions, and noticed that when the chairs were next to each other you could tell from the house that they were occupied but the big wooden chair backs hid the shoulders and heads of whoever was sitting in them. It was a subtle way to have a private discussion without causing anyone to wonder what was going on.

Joanne sat down in the chair she had been standing beside and beckoned me to sit in the other. Once settled in, she turned to me and said, "I didn't think I'd see you until after my period . . . that maybe the only reason you liked me was to fuck me." I was shocked and surprised, blurting out, "What? You haven't been paying attention. I love you. I'll confess that if I were going to ask one of you to marry me, it would be Marene, but that has nothing to do with how much I love you. If you told me right now we would never, ever have sex again, I would still love and treasure you. I've been worried about you since yesterday afternoon and had to see how you were doing. Your being well and happy means the world to me."

She burst out in tears, and quietly sobbed for a few moments and said, "Thank you for loving me. I love you so much I don't know how I'd be able to live without you in my life," and she reached across the chair arms and passionately kissed me. I reached over and stroked her breasts for a moment, then broke the kiss and asked, "Thank you, too. Now tell me how you feel."

She explained through her tears how she was having cramps and felt awful one minute and fine the next. She said that she loved her mother, but she spent a lot of time complaining about things she did, little unimportant things, and she was lonely for her friends. She said that my visit was really important to her, and she felt better because of it. She leaned over and kissed me again. I asked, "Do you think you would feel well enough to come over to Marene's later today? Maria has some news I think you would like to hear, but I think she needs to tell you, herself. "OK?" She said that sounds mysterious, but I'll probably feel like coming over this afternoon." I said, "Good. I'll make sure we are all there. Come over after lunch." She agreed that she would.

I asked her, "Do you think your mom will be upset if she finds out about your shaved pussy?" She said, "I don't know. She seems to get upset over just about everything else I do." I told her that if she finds out and starts to get angry with her, tell her, "Tell her something like, Marene shaves down there and she told me it made it lot easier during her period, and she didn't get any of those embarrassing smells she did before the shaved. She said the hair always got bloody and smelly like mine does, and getting rid of the hair let her wash away the stink with a wash cloth, or if she was at school or someplace, a damp paper towel did the job, fast and easy. Her mom let her try it, and it worked. Tell your mom she should call Marene's mom and ask about it, if she wants to."

Joanne looked at me in amazement, "Did you think of that yourself?" she asked. I gave her an, "Uh huh." She said, "You really are smart. You don't even have periods and figured that out, and me having them every month didn't think of it."
She leaned over and kissed me again, then said, "You probably ought to go before Mom decides you're my boyfriend or something. I want her to keep thinking we're just good friends. Is that alright with you? I don't want to run you off, but if you don't go pretty soon, she'll start getting ideas that will probably make me miserable. If we hadn't been friends since we were in first grade, in her mind she would already have had us married by lunch time. So go. If it was me, you, and Marene playing together it would be different, but with just you here, she will probably get all sorts of ideas that will give her an excuse to start snooping aronmd and being annoying to me. She needs a job somewhere to get her attention off of me."

I told her that my mom got crazy, embarrassing ideas about me and girls, too, so both of our moms must have match maker blood in them. We laughed and got up.

I put the chair that I had moved back in its place, and we went inside. I told Mrs. Burns that I was leaving and thanks for letting me visit with Joanne for a few minutes. She told me it was just fine and to visit again anytime, and that she was sure Joanne had enjoyed my visit. I told Joanne to, "Take good care of yourself." She put her hands on my shoulders, stood up on tiptoe and gave me a little peck on the cheek and said, "Thank you for being a friend." I said, "You know you are welcome. I'll see you sometime soon," turned and left with a quick wave over my shoulder to Joanne and her mom. I heard the door shut behind me.

I went to Marene's and went in with the usual, "Is anybody home? It's Ollie," to which I got a squeal from both Marene and her mom. They came running up to me and put me into a big, three way hug. I was smiling, inside and out. Maria asked how my mom was when I left home this morning? I told them about her having packed me a suitcase. She asked what my dad had thought, and I explained that with the arrangement she and Mom had agreed to, he thought it made no difference in our family time, so there's no problem. I suggested he was also probably glad I was not going to be sleeping in the tent every night. So, things seemed to be on the good side at home. That got the hug going again, and did I mention they were both still naked? They were, except Marene was wearing a pair of underpants.

I asked if I should go get the suitcase and where they planned on my sleeping.
The suitcase was a "right now" kind of thing, and they would explain the sleeping arrangements when I got back. I explained that I had visited Joanne this morning to see how she is doing, and that she would be over after lunch. I made sure Maria knew what to say to Joanne's mom if she called about shaved pussies. Marene piped up, saying that I was right, and that it was a good reason to shave a girl's pussy. I smiled at being recognized as a creative thinker about pussy hair and girl's periods, told them I'd be back in a few minutes, and left to get the suitcase. I figured that since I should say hello to Mom and let her know that I had visited Joanne's house before I went back to Marene's, it would probably take at least a half hour and maybe and hour for the suitcase trip.

When I got home I checked in with Mom and was about to tell her about my visit with Joanne, but before I could she said that she had just gotten off of the telephone with Mrs. Burns, who had evidently gotten Mom's attention. She told me that Mrs. Burns thought it was so sweet of me to stop in to see how Joanne was feeling. She told Mom she was sure I didn't have any idea what Joanne's problem was, but that I knew she wasn't feeling well after returning from the trip to the beach, and was thoughtful enough to visit and make sure Joanne was doing OK. Mom said that when I was leaving, Joanne had been so pleased that she actually gave me a kiss on the cheek, right in front of her. That of course had Mom all atwitter over a possible romance, but I let told her that, no, when you've known a girl since she was five years old, she might treat you like a big brother. Regardless Mom was pleased with my thoughtfulness and let me know she was happy with me. She even told me I needed to spend even more time with Joanne.

Little did she know, or even suspect, that while I was there Joanne and I had talked about her period, her shaved pussy, and how to deal with her mom if her mom noticed she had no hair on her pussy. She had no idea how familiar with Joanne's reproductive system I had become . . . and I had no plans for her to find out.

It turns out that it was closer to an hour than a half hour before I got back to Marene's. As before I got a big naked hug from the two girls, but as they moved in for the hug, I noticed something was different. I smelled Noxzema. Then it dawned on me . . . Maria had shaved her cunt! She looked soooo good. She was gorgeous with pubic hair. Without it, she was spectacular! I began to remove my shirt to join them in their nudity, but they immediately attacked my clothing for me. I was naked in a flash, now in synch with their clothing style.

Marene and Maria dragged me into Maria's bedroom and was informed that I would be sleeping there with both of them. As you may suspect, I was very happy with that arrangement. Maria said there would be folded sheets, a blanket and a pillow sitting on a table in the living room that would look like they were for me to use on the couch. She wanted to unpack my suitcase to see if there was a pair of pajamas in it that could be put on top of the bedding to add a bit more authenticity. Maria wanted it to look used when her husband came home and if anyone were to drop by for a visit. The anyone she referred to was obviously my mother.

Marene voiced the wish that she and I could fuck, but added that since she was, "On the rag," we couldn't. Maria asked her why not? Marene made it clear that no one did that because it was nasty. Maria asked her why? Marene told her that it just was. After thinking about it a minute, I said, "It's not nasty, it's just messy. If I rinse your pussy out before we do it, it'll be OK. I can rinse us both afterward and it'll be like you never had a period for a few minutes, surely long enough to dry off. I mean it isn't like bloody stuff is squirting out in gallons. I bet you don't lose a half pint during your whole period." Maria said, "Marene, he's right, but the blood is a good pussy lubricant. I think the main reason that fucking during your period is supposed to be bad is because most men don't like having the blood on them, and some of it is kind of gross, particularly if you have a few clots inside."

Marene said, "Well, I really am horny." She looked at me with a kind of curious look on her face and said, "Do you want to try it, Ollie?" "Sure! I'll bet you're even more sexy when you get fucked during your period than any other time. Get rid of your panties and that pad, and let's do it." Maria said, "Do it out back. I don't want to have to clean the mess up if you do it in the house." So, I pulled Marene's panties down, taking the sanitary napkin with it. She had a couple of safety pins holding it in place, and everything came off at one time. I confess the blood on the napkin wasn't pretty, but it came from Marene, so I felt love for it.

I now led the completely naked and slightly bloody Marene out the back door and took a moment to rinse her off, but didn't bother to do much for her insides.

As I turned the water off I told her I wanted to be in her pussy when we walked into the field of high grass. She simply turned away from me, arched her back, and backed up to me, having her cunt in exactly the right place for my cock to socket into her. It felt good to be fucking my favorite girlfriend again.

We went into the field, now so jaded from frequent nudity, which for Marene was actually about four full days of being naked except for her panties and sanitary napkin,that we didn't even look to see if someone might see us. We just walked as if nothing was unusual about two teenaged children who were fucking each other walking around outside. Indeed, we had come to think that nudity was perfectly OK and that anyone who didn't was probably not quite sane, regardless of the law. Fortunately, we were not observed as we made our way to our sex site in the weeds.

When we got there I disengaged my dick from Marene's pussy and gently laid her down on the trampled down grasses. My dick was bloodied with Marene's menstrual flow, but it didn't bother me. They say love is blind, and in this case I was blind to any imperfections in my sweetheart. I settled down on her and slipped my cock back into her cunt. I made love to her. I lost track of time. I didn't care about anything but loving her. I was possessed by a gentle passion that controlled my actions. I showed her that I adored her, all of her, however she was, at any time, under any circumstances. I wanted her to know that I was her's, and I wanted her to know that I believed she was mine. I proved that tender love and passion were comfortable together. Her vibrations built, with delicate changes, into palpitations, and then thrashing. The difference this time was the intensity of the love we were feeling and sharing. I blasted sperm into her pussy, and she welcomed it with love. But, she still fainted.

I picked her up in my arms and carefully carried her to the backyard and the water hose and laid her on the the small concrete pad at the bottom of the steps. I removed the spray nozzle and turned on the water. The steady flow of water was smooth and even, with little turbulence. I placed the hose at the entrance of Marene's pussy, gently inserting it so that the water would circulate inside. It's flow gradually changed color from pink to clear. When I was satisfied she was fully flushed I ran the water over her body to remove any dirt or sweat she she had accrued from our activities in the weeds. Then, I rinsed myself off. For the moment we were both free of menstrual flow.

A few minutes later, I gently lifted her body into my arms and carried inside to her bed, laying her down and gently kissing her lips. I was standing, gazing at her beauty when another naked beauty came up behind me and put her arms around me, her Mom. I turned and kissed her, telling her of her daughter's beauty and the joy she had brought me in the midst of he weeds. She shed tears of joy from my sweet words. I loved her, too.

We had not eaten, and it was already after one o'clock. After I complimented her on her beautiful pussy, we began quietly discussing lunch ideas when Joanne joined us. She just walked in, came up to us, shedding her clothes as she did, and kissed each of us. She asked where Marene was, and we told her she was in bed, but not to disturb her as she was sleeping off an orgasm. "How can she have had an orgasm? She's having her period." Maria explained, "The old fashioned way. She and Ollie fucked each other." "No one can fuck during their period. It's just not possible," was Joanne's unbelieving reply." "I just fucked her, Joanne. It's possible, and it may bring more pleasure because everyone thinks it can't be done. I promise. It is possible and very nice" I said.

Take off those underpants and your sanitary napkin, and I'll show you, all thoughts of food vanishing from my mind. Maria helped her drop her panties and the napkin and pointed us out the back door. As with Marene, I washed around her pussy, but didn't rinse her out. Afterward, I led her to the outdoor fucking ground. We dropped to the ground. Joanne was passionately kissing me and rubbing my back as we lay on the trampled weeds with me on top, pressing her into the ground with my weight. It was clear already that this was going to be a fucking session, not lovemaking.

I jammed my always hard dick into her pussy and began pumping. I started fast and got faster. She was grunting from each of my thrusts, but was humping back at me with what seemed to be all her strength. I pounded her. She humped back. She was a Valkirie, an Amazon, a woman filled with lust. In the half dozen times she had been fucked I had not seen this side of her personality. She was the classic slut, the perfect whore, a cunt with a body attached. She was pure lust. It was an entirely different woman, and there is no question that she was all woman.

She was panting. She was flailing around. She was quivering with heat. She was a gorgeous piece of ass. She was raking my back, drawing blood; the hot vampire. She was pure sex. She was cursing me, then saying how much she loved, then cursing again. My balls erupted, forcing prodigal amounts of sperm deep into her body, through her cervix, into her womb. She wailed, then went limp in my arms. She had been fucked senseless. I was in awe. I rested on her limp body for a few minutes.

As with Marene I carried her to the back of the house and laid her on the concrete pad. I flushed her pussy of anything that was there, blood, girl juice, and sperm, until the water ran clear. I ran it longer than with Marene, much longer.
Don't ask me why. I don't know. Maybe I just enjoyed watching the water run out of her cunt. I washed the rest of her and then myself. I allowed a few minutes drying time and carried her into the house. Placing her on the bed with Marene, and again took a moment or two to view the beauty of the two nymphs, lying together in sweet repose. I was still hard as I had been since undressing at about eleven o'clock.

I found Maria in her bedroom doing something. She looked up at me and said, "For a moment there it sounded like someone had stepped on a cat's tail. She was really loud. You must have done her really good." I told her, teasingly, to, "Just wait until your period, and you'll find out just how good." She just made a gulping sound and said, "Oh . . . ." About then someone knocked on the front door. MariaCalled out, "Just a minute," and whispered to me, "Go into Marene's room, shut the door, and stay out of sight.

Be quick." I instantly complied. She grabbed a robe and sedately went to the door. It was Joanne's mom, so she invited her in and offered her refreshments. She told Mrs. Burns, "I have iced tea, can make some coffee, or we can be sinful and have a glass of wine," and gave Mrs. Burns a wink. Boy, was she cool under pressure. Mrs. Burns thought for a moment and said, "Do think it would be too awful of me if I accepted your offer of wine?" "No, of course not. I was wishing for an excuse to have one myself. With Marene and her friends in and out of the house all day, a mother needs a little break now and then. You just make yourself comfortable, and I'll be right back with the wine."
Before she could go, Mrs. Burns asked, "Speaking of Marene's friends, where are she and Joanne right now?" "Oh, with both of them suffering from their monthly problem, I made them lie down. They're both asleep in Marene's room, and as tired as they were, there's no telling when they will wake up. If they are not up and about earlier, I'll wake them and send Joanne home by suppertime." she replied and went to the kitchen to get the wine.

I had been listening to the conversation between the two women and became concerned that both girls were naked. I figured that the least I could do is cover them with the sheet, so if the moms decided to look in on them, they would at least be covered. I also pulled down the window blinds to darken the room, so it looked like a place someone would sleep during the day, not a place where someone was knocked out cold. Marene was laying on her back with her mouth open, sort of snoring, and Joanne was on her stomach with an arm hanging off of the bed. regardless, my timing was good.

About half way through the wine, Mrs. Burns, Joan, asked Maria if she thought it would be OK to look in on the girls. Maria told her she was sure it would be alright, but they should just peek in the door because, if for no other reason, Marene was very unpleasant if someone woke her up from a nap. Joan said that Joanne was the same way, so just a peek it would be fine. I heard them coming and slipped into the closet. I heard them open the door. Then I heard them whispering to each other. Joan whispered, "They look so sweet sleeping, don't they?" Maria whispered back, "Yes, they're precious. Now, let's go back to the living room and let them rest." That got a, "I guess we should." and the door closed as they went back to sit and talk some more.

Marene was beginning to wake up, so I went to her, not daring to disturb Joanne, but signaling to Marene not to make a sound. She gave me a funny look, but kept quiet. She motioned for me to lean down closer, and whispered, "I need to pee and get a fresh napkin." I helped her get out of bed without disturbing Joanne too much and explained what was happening. She got a panicky look on her face, and I whispered, "Everything is under control. Put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and go do your thing. I'll keep an eye on Joanne, and if she wakes up I'll make sure she understands what's happening. Now, get dressed and go." She found a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, put them on, and walked out the door looking sleepy and rumpled, closing the door behind her.

I went over to the bed, knelt down beside it, leaned over, kissed Joanne's cheek and licked her earlobe. Her eyes popped open and was about to say something when I put my hand over her mouth and whispered in the ear that I had just licked, "Your mom is here visiting with Maria. Be very quiet. Stay there and pretend to be asleep while I try to find something for you to wear, just in case they come back in, now that Marene is up. I think she is talking with Maria and your mom, right now. I'll try to be quick finding you some clothes."

I found another pair of shorts and another t-shirt and tossed them to Joanne. She started putting them on. "If your mom wonders why you are wearing different clothes than the ones you left home with, just tell her you thought shorts and a t-shirt would be more comfortable to take a nap in so you borrowed them from Marene. Now, go on out, and for goodness sake, don't mention that I am here. Now git!" When she went out, closing the door behind her, she acted like she felt pretty good. Her mom said so. She allowed as how that was true. For some reason she felt like she was a new woman, which got a chuckle from her mom. They chatted a few minutes and when Joanne complained she needed to go to the bathroom, she left the other three to carry on the conversation. At about three o'clock Joan excused herself, thanking Maria for the refreshments, and left for home. I waited a couple of minutes and came out into the living room where all three girls were naked again, with all three bare pussies winking in my direction. I found it interesting that neither Marene nor Joanne had started showing blood again.