In the Dark Chapter 9

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 9

I woke up later that morning at about 8:30. I was hoping both girls got home safely and with no trouble. I was sure I would find out later that morning. I was really hungry, so I went in the house and conned my mom into fixing me a real breakfast. She's a good cook, and I enjoyed every bite. I gave Mom a big hug and a little peck on the cheek and told her, “Thank you.” She told me that, “Spending so much time with Marene and Joanne seems to be having a good effect on your manners. I told her, “Thank you,” again and told her I would probably be away until supper time. She told me that she, Mrs. Burns, and Mrs. Horton were going to a movie matinee that afternoon, So depending on the bus schedule, and since my dad had gone to visit his mom for the weekend, I would have and empty house until 5:00 or 6:00 in the afternoon. I told mom to have a good time, and said that since she liked the results so much, I planned to spend the afternoon with Marene and Joanne. She told me to have fun, too, and I left for Marene's.

My mom telling me that she and the other two moms were going to a movie also told me neither of the girls were in trouble at home. I felt a weight of worry lift as I left the house. I detoured through the tent to see if anyone had stopped in, but didn't any sign of anyone having been there, so I headed off to Marene's. When I got there, Mr. and Mrs. Nortin were saying good bye to each other as she was leaving for the movies and he was going to spend the afternoon fishing with Mr. Burns. That meant that all three houses would be empty except for us kids. Wonderful! I promised Mr. and Mrs. Nortin I would look after Marene, and they told me they appreciated my saying that. Mrs. Nortin added that I seemed as though I was becoming a very mature, young man. She was sweet, and I was mature enough to wash all of my sperm out of her daughter and Joanne. That part I didn't mention.

Marene came out to tell her mom and dad goodbye and to say hi to me. Once they had left, she elaborated on the “hi” by giving me a big kiss and groping my dick. I responded by tweaking her nipples and rubbing her pussy. Of course I returned the kiss.

I asked if she wanted to go get Joanne, since she was home alone, too. She said that we would do it later, but had some plans for us first. She took off her clothes, dropping them on the floor. She started taking my pants off of me, so I pulled off my t-shirt and kicked off my sandals. Now I was as naked as she.

She put her arms around my neck, kissing me and melding her body to mine. I clasped he ass cheeks in my hands and tightened the clinch. My dick was lying along her perenium and between her pussy lips. I wanted to be inside, so I stooped a little, got the right angle, and we were fucking again.

Her continuous orgasm announced itself with that small vibration in her body and tiny pulses in her pussy. As good as it felt to me, it must have felt even better to her, because those were symptoms of a major event taking place inside her. I felt that God had truly blessed us by giving us to each other. She was that special.

We fucked standing there for a while, just enjoying the contact and her delicate orgasming. We were both happy and in love. After a short while, we moved to their dining room table. It was heavy mahogany and very strong. There was nothing on it, so I laid her back on it and began fucking in earnest, wanting her to have a really strong cum before we went to get Joanne. She did too. We went into bunny fucking mode, with me hammering away at her as fast as I could. Her vibrations added tremors, and quivers, and spasms. She screamed. Her screams triggered my own orgasm, and I pushed what seemed to be a barrel of jism into her depths. I felt proud for having taken her so high, and happy that I was able to share my spunk with her. She was so beautiful when she cummed, even the little perpetual ones, but the big ones were so much more special.

I lifted her up , still impaling her pussy with my dick and carried her out the back door. Setting her down, I unplugged, turned on the hose, and gave her a thorough pussy wash. She enjoyed a couple of peaks in her orgasm and smiled at me, so lovingly. I rinsed the rest of her and then myself, sat with her on the back steps, and waited until we were dry enough to go inside.

We went in and she said she wanted to get dressed, but wanted to wear something different. I had no problem with that. She rummaged around in the bottom of a drawer and pulled out a skirt, slipping it on to see if it fit. It was only a little snug in the waist, but was very short. It was obviously something that fit her when she was much younger. She took it off and fiddled with the hem at the bottom a minute and finding a way to start to tear it, ripped it almost to the waistband. She tried it on again and after looking at it in a mirror for a few seconds told me to put my dick through the tear and into her pussy. I was happy to oblige, and there was no problem. She led me around the room for a minute, looking in the mirror to see how it looked. She made satisfied noises and indicated whatever she was doing had worked.

She told me to get my pants on and come back. I did, and she told me to open the fly and pull my cock and balls out. I did as she asked, and when she told me to put my dick back in her pussy, I did that too. She walked me around the room a bit more, and seemed satisfied with what ever she was trying to do.

She sent me to get dressed the rest of the way, and when I came back, she had added a white, loose, kind of short blouse, that was held up with spaghetti straps, showing off her lovely shoulders very nicely. Except for the tear in the back of the skirt, it was a very attractive outfit. She told me to begin fucking her from behind again, which proved to be easy to do.

She led me into the back yard, still connected, but covered up. She saw her neighbor over the fence, moved over to it, and called out to her. The neighbor, Mrs. Rigsby, came over and said hello to Marene. Marene asked Mrs Rigsby if she had met me, and she said that she hadn't. Bear in mind that I was still fucking Marene from behind. Marene said, “Well then, I'd like to introduce my favorite neighborhood boy, Oliver Winslet. Oliver, this is Mrs. Bethany Rigsby.” I said, “I am pleased to meet you Mrs. Rigsby.” To which she replied, “The pleasure is all mine. If Marene thinks you are her favorite, then you may be mine, too. Oh, please call me Bethany. Mrs. Rigsby seems so formal.” “Thank you ma'am, I'll do that. You are very kind to say that.” Merene and Bethany chatted a few minutes and then she said she needed to go inside and get her lazy husband to install a new clothes line so she could dry the laundry and excused herself leaving with a, “Ta Tah.” We replied with Byes and went back into the house.

Marene told me she thought that if we can fuck in front of Mrs. Regsby and get away with it, we could go just about anywhere in the neighborhood and get away with it. She looked over her shoulder and said, “Come on, let's go see Joanne,” leading a flabbergasted me following, still fucking her. I was beginning to think she had become too daring. Anyhow, I had very little choice but to follow her to Joanne's, since if I disconnected, I would be standing there with my dick and balls hanging out in public in broad daylight.

As was our custom, we just wandered into Joanne's house and yelled out that we had come to visit. She complained that she was cooling off in the bathtub, and we interrupted her. We said we were sorry, but we were trying out something new and wanted to show it to her. Marene said, “Look close and tell me what you see that is different.” Joanne looked at us for a couple of minutes and finally said, “Marene isn't wearing shoes?”

Marene turned sideways and lifted her skirt away from her butt. “You two are fucking in public in the daytime!” She screeched. “My God, Marene, you are crazy.” And Marene said, “Crazy like a fox. My next door neighbor couldn't tell it when we talked with her over the back fence today, and you couldn't tell it with us standing right in front of you, even when we told you something was going on” I added, “I can swear to the neighbor not catching on, and we talked with her for about 20 minutes. It was really scary at first, but since it worked so well, it's no big deal any more.”

Marene said, “We're going over to Ollies. Do you want to come with us?” Joanne said, “You bet.” Marene told her to just wear a long t-shirt. It's hot and that's all she'll need. Joanne gave us a funny look, took off her towel, tossing it on the sink in the bathroom (it was right there), and went to find a shirt.

When she came back she had obviously followed instructions. The shirt was one that her dad had bought at an OHS band sale a couple of years ago. It was and extra large size, so it was really loose on her petite body. It hung down below, so she could have had on a pair of shorts under it and they would not show.

We left for my house, stopping by the tent, taking the time to open the flaps on the side away from the road. That would let it cool down a little in case we decided to spend some time there. We went in the back door of the house, and Marene stripped off her clothes and told Joanne to get naked, too. I went out on the front porch and let the roll-up, bamboo blinds down, effectively providing a privacy screen and cooling the porch, while letting whoever was on the porch see out through the spaces between the bamboo strips.

I led the girls out there and we settled into the comfortable porch furniture my mom put there. Joanne thought we were exposed to anyone who walked by. I said, “No way! We are completely invisible from outside. If you don't believe me, put on your shirt and go look.” She said, “OK, I'll just do that.” and she left. When when she got in front of the porch, she said, “Are you guys still there?” I said, “We sure are.” “Where,” she said. I replied, “Look a little way to your right from the door, and I'll push the blinds out a way so you'll know we are there.” She said, “OK. I'm looking” I urged Marene up to the blinds so her tits would push them out.

I said, “Do you see something?” Marene giggled and Joanne said, “Yes.” I asked her, What is it? (Another giggle) She paused, and finally said, “Well, it's something that's kind of white, from what is up against the blinds, but I don't know what it is. Are you pushing your hands against the them?” I told her, “You'll never guess. Come on in and see for yourself. The screen door isn't locked.” She opened the door and came in, stopping halfway through the door, with her mouth wide open.

I suggested she should, “Shut your mouth to keep the flies out. If you shut the door, you'll keep them out of the house, too.” She finally stammered, “You're fucking, and those are Marene's tits up against the blinds. All I can say is you have made a believer out of me.” Marene giggled some more. She told Joanne to get naked again. It may seem like everyone can see us, so it's more exciting, but we have all the privacy we could want.

Joanne tossed her t-shirt into the living room and sat on one of the couches. Marene and I kept on fucking. She turned to Joanne and said, “Do you want him to fuck you for a while? I'll let him if you want him to.” Joanne jumped up and gave Marene a hug and a kiss, saying, “Yes! Yes! I need to be fucked. Please let him do me!” Marene pulled herself off of my dick and turned one of the couches around and leaned Joanne over it from the back, putting her butt in the air and her head on the couch cushions. She positioned me at Joanne's behind and pulled my dick into her cunt. Joanne's pussy was sopping wet and really tight, since it had been fucked only once before.

Marene told me to get to work, which I did. I told you before that Joanne was a pretty girl. From this vantage point, the look of my dick sliding in and out of her cunt, just under her asshole was a thing of beauty. In my opinion the only better looking ass, anywhere, was Marene's.

I started slowly, but going in as far as I could. When I shoved in, my balls hit her little button. The one that makes Marene and her jump and squeek when it gets slapped. I sped up until I was really giving it to her. Since we were on the front porch I was trying to be mostly quiet, but my thighs slapping Joanne's butt and her getting louder was going to be a problem. I told Marene, “We've got to go inside where we can keep some of the noise hidden.” She said, “You just keep doing your job, and I'll worry about the noise.” I responded with a pained, “OK,” and kept going.

Joanne was really close to cumming. I could feel things happening in her cunt that would excite almost any male who's cock was in there. I didn't really want to shoot off because it might be hard to really clean her out afterward. Our yard was not as private as Marene's, so it was hard to find a place where no neighborhoods could see you. The only place I could think of was at the end of the tent away from the street. It was not perfect, but it offered at least a chance to do it without being seen by anyone else.

I decided, what the heck, go for it. If all else fails we can go to Marene's and hope the Rigsby's don't come out into their back yard. It would only take four or five minutes, plus drying time, to get it done. Joanne was really close to cumming. She was trying to shout, but Marene had kneeled in front of her and had Joanne's face buried in her pussy. Pussies are great scream mufflers. Marene was also kneading Joanne's tits. The poor girl was almost insane with orgasmic pleasure. I pumped a little harder and spewed a nice load of cum into Joanne's cunt. It pushed her over the top, and she simply passed out. Marene and I had evidently fucked Joanne senseless.

I picked Joanne up and carried her into my room and laid her on the bed's bottom bunk. Marene got a washcloth and wet it with cool tap water and put it on Joanne's forehead to try to cool her down. I got another one and gently rubbed it on her tits, tummy, pussy, and thighs. She finally came around and was aware of where she was. I kissed her gently on the lips and so did Marene. She sat up and asked what happened. We explained that she had been fucked into unconsciousness. She remembered how good the orgasm had been. She said if it had killed her it would have been worth it. That made me proud. She looked beautiful, sitting there in the afterglow of a massive orgasm. I think I loved her, too.

Marene got her up, and I reminded her we needed to wash out her pussy, right away, if we wanted to keep her from becoming pregnant. She understood and asked where we were going to do it. I told Marene to take her to the tent, and I'd bring the hose over and do the honors.

Marene led her out of my room and without even picking up their clothes pulled her outside and to the tent. I hoped no one saw them. I was beginning to feel that Marene was becoming way too bold. I put my pants on, picked up their clothes, and took them to the tent. The two naked girls were already there.

I turned on the hose and dragged it over toward the tent. Hallelujah, it reached. I did an extra good wash job, which also lowered Joanne's body temperature to about normal. I told her to lay on the spare cot until she was dry, and we would take her home, where she could rest. We got her home about a half hour later. I knew that the moms were not back and, thankfully the dads were also not home.

Joanne lay down on her bed , and we instructed her that if anyone asked about how she was feeling, tell them she got too hot playing with us, and we brought her home and suggested she take a cool bath so she could get over the heat. Now, she was just taking it easy until super time. Marene put her in the tub and ran the water for her, instructing her to sit there for about a half hour and then get up and rest in bed for a while. If she got to feeling really well before anyone came home, don't tell them anything but that you had an OK afternoon, and then ask them about what they did. If she got them talking, they wouldn't ask any questions about what she was up to.

Marene and I got back into our public fucking position and went to her house. She was vibrating all the way. When we got to her home, she stripped and hid her special clothing in the bottom of the same drawer they came from. If her mom went looking they probably wouldn't excite any interest. She told me to fuck her. I told her I wanted to, but I needed to fix the porch like it was before we went over there and to straighten my bedroom. She told me she would come with me and help, so back to my house we went.

We finished straightening things up pretty quickly, kissing and playing grab-ass, and went out to the tent. She demanded I fuck her and said she would wash her own pussy if I didn't want to do it. The hose was still there, so I said I would do it for her, because I loved her. She smiled and stripped, getting on the spare cot. I climbed on and went to work on her. Her reactions were much stronger than Joanne's, but she kept her wits about her. The differences between their cumming was extreme. Joanne moved around a lot and moaned with big squeezes in her pussy She tended to scream when she cummed. Marene vibrated, shook quivered, acted like she had a palsy, all the while trying to crush my dick. Joanne was a nice piece of ass. Marene was a sex goddess.

It took me about half an hour, but I shot my wad again. She seemed to have had a half dozen major orgasms and of course her usual continuous one. When I had cummed, we spent some time cuddling, kissing, and feeling each other up while she continued to vibrate with their intensity gradually lessening. I told her it was time to wash her out, whether she was ready or not. I cleaned her all over, except her hair. Her pussy was sparkling clean when I was done. She rinsed the sweat off of me, too, and I felt much better. Once we had dried off, we dressed and I walked her home. No one was there, but I felt it would be wise to be home when my mom got there.

I left Marene's home and decided to detour by Joanne's to see how she was doing. She was also home alone. I made sure she was OK and spent a little time kissing and fondling her. When I left she was in her room, listening to the radio.

I was still alone at home, so I put the water hose up, checked the house for anything that would be evidence of what we had done that day, and took my daily bath. It was about 7:00 o'clock when Mom got home. She said good bye to Mrs Nortin and Mrs. Burns and came inside, where I greeted her with a light meal of beans and weenies. She thanked me for her supper and said it also looked like I had straightened the house up a little, too. She also dropped the comment that, “Having two nice girls for friends seems to be doing all sorts of good things for you.” I told her, “They are nice girls and they seem to have taken me on as a project.” She chuckled and added, “Good you needed it.” If only she knew how nice they were. She told me she didn't expect dad until after my bedtime, which was now. I wished her a good night and went out to the tent. I closed the tent flap to reduce the mosquito population and dozed off. Nothing had been said about a night time adventure, so fell asleep, thinking I would get a full night's sleep.