Author: Pescador del Valle
Title: Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl
Part: Chapter 22 of 25
Universe: PdV's Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl
Summary: A romantic view of the unusual erotic encounters
         of three older teenagers
Keywords: mf, oral, exhib, rom
Language: English
Copyright: 2003

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Cilla, Sonia and I had forged an unlikely and highly 
erotic three-way relationship.

Sonia had been given a part-time job with my father's 
firm which was fortunate since that was where I now spent 
most of my time.

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It was after work on a Saturday that Sonia came home with 
me for a family meal.  I had intended to get Cilla as 
well but it was her brother's birthday and she had to 
stay until after dinner.  I ended up being invited but we 
couldn't work out a way to include Sonia as well; instead 
we had ended up with a bit of a staggered evening.

Sonia would come back with me at 4:30 where my parents 
were having an early meal before going to the theatre for 
the evening.  I would then drop her home while I went 
across the road to Cilla's to join in the celebrations.  
Around 7:30 we would leave and take Sonia back to my 
house again where we would have the house almost to 
ourselves.

Sonia was welcomed as a regular guest.  At one stage my 
Mother had asked how I felt about her and I honestly, 
though incompletely, replied "It's possible I could end 
up spending the rest of my life with her."

I could have given her the same answer if she had asked 
me about Cilla but it had turned out that, while Sonia 
had visited a number of times by herself since my 
seventeenth birthday, Cilla had always been in Sonia's 
company when she had visited so my Mother didn't 
associate her with me so much on a one to one basis.

There was an advantage to this - Cilla was viewed as a 
"spoiler" rather than an active participant.  Parents may 
unconsciously accept that their children are having some 
kind of sex lives but tend to want to minimise the action 
for as long as possible while they are underfoot.

I suppose the idea of greeting a child's lover at 
breakfast time can take some getting used to.  That's 
where a chaperone can come in handy.  It keeps your 
parents from getting worried and so you get a bit more 
freedom than you might otherwise enjoy.

We had a friendly meal, not too filling (especially as I 
had to make at least some effort for Cilla's parents), 
and I offered to drop my younger siblings off at their 
friends' houses; they would be sleeping over and out of 
our way.

Renate was going to be coming around to visit Rick.  I 
supposed, somewhat snidely, that she was going to be 
sleeping over too - even if she was home by midnight.  I 
wondered if my parents were aware of exactly how much 
those two were getting up to.

I pulled up at Sonia's house and gave her a kiss - not 
too quick but neither was it a passion builder - more of 
a promise for later.  She said goodbye and went inside as 
I walked in the opposite direction.

Sonia's mother was home and greeted her daughter then 
looked around for me, raising an eyebrow that her 
daughter correctly interpreted.

"He's gone over to Cilla's for a while.  It's Ronnie's 
birthday and he was asked to the party.  We'll be going 
out for a while later."

Diane realised that there was no reason for her daughter 
to have been included in what was obviously a family 
affair and, as Sonia didn't appear concerned, she didn't 
think any more about it.

Sonia gave her a hug and went to change out of her work 
clothes and to have a refreshing soak.  When we came back 
for her she wanted to be freshened up and ready for 
action.

She ran the bath and added some perfumed foam.  When she 
came back to turn the water off the surface was a thick 
coating of white bubbles and she eased herself into the 
hot water, briefly adding a little cold as she tested the 
temperature with her foot and then with her more 
sensitive and sensuous ass.

Sonia slid under the foam blanket and scooped it up to 
coat her young body, insulating herself from the cooler 
air.  Cocooned, she lay back and closed her eyes letting 
the water soothe her.

She was in love and the ones she loved would soon both be 
with her and she dozed while she thought of past and 
hopefully future events.

*****

When I knocked on the door the birthday boy greeted me.

"Happy Birthday, Ron."  I passed over a present and got 
his thanks.  He led me inside and I closed the door 
behind me as he rushed off to open it.

Cilla came over and gave me a quick kiss on the lips 
before sliding her arm through mine and leading me into 
the dining room where the table had been filled with a 
mixture of savoury and sweet delights.

"Hello Glyn."  Cilla's parents greeted me.

"Hello.  This looks lovely."

"Thank you", said Cilla's mother.  "We're almost ready.  
Would you like a drink?"

Cilla went to get it when I responded affirmatively and I 
stood chatting to her parents about work and my new 
studies.

I had been invited to dine on a few occasions, fairly 
evenly divided between Sonia's and Cilla's houses and was 
being accepted as "probably a boyfriend" by both Cilla's 
parents AND Sonia's Mother.  I wondered how Diane and 
Ruby compared notes when they met for coffee; neither had 
raised anything with me - YET.

Jean came in and was quite friendly to me, old 
animosities apparently quite forgotten.  She introduced 
me to her own boyfriend; I'd heard he was on the scene 
but hadn't had an opportunity to meet him.

"Trevor, this is Cilla's boyfriend, Glyn.  Glyn, my 
boyfriend, Trevor."

"Hello"  "Hi"  We shook hands, a bit self-consciously.

Jean had deliberately described me as "boyfriend" to see 
how I would respond and seemed half disappointed and half 
satisfied when I didn't challenge the appellation.

Trevor and I discussed our respective pasts while Jean 
and Cilla were rounding up the younger members of the 
family and found we had a couple of acquaintances in 
common.

"I hope you're both hungry", said Cilla's father Ron.

I avoided a groan and was thankful I hadn't tried to do 
more than take the edge off of my hunger at home.  "Yes", 
we both replied.

It was a nice meal and I ended up eating my share 
(there's ALWAYS too much food at a party) though I wasn't 
feeling stuffed at the end.  We "oldies" sat around for a 
while after cleaning up and talked.  I was sitting on a 
lounge with my arm around Cilla where she was perched on 
the arm of the chair; she had her arm in turn around my 
neck.

I behaved.  I had to really with her father facing my 
hand as it rested just above her hip.

When we were thinking about going Ruby asked about our 
plans for the evening.

"As the weather has warmed up we thought we might go for 
a swim.  There may not be another chance for months now."  
I answered.

"That sounds good", said Trevor.  I will concede it was 
an innocent remark on his part with no sense of begging 
an invitation.

Ruby turned to Jean.  "You should go too."

Jean wasn't too happy with her mother's suggestion.  It 
was one thing for me or even Cilla to invite them and 
something socially very different for them to be imposed 
upon us.

What could I do but play the generous host, regardless of 
how much I was looking forward to being alone with the 
girls.

"You're very welcome to come along", I told Jean and 
Trevor, hoping like crazy that none of the others felt 
like tagging along.

Trevor looked expectantly at Jean.  If they stayed there 
he could see that they wouldn't get a chance to be alone, 
whereas at my place, or afterwards ...

Jean capitulated and went to get her bathers.  Cilla, who 
hadn't intended to bother, had to follow suit.

Trevor lived almost directly on the way and was going to 
pick up his costume from home.  I gave him the directions 
and he nodded that he understood them.

We thanked our hosts again and went out to our cars.  
Sonia must have been waiting because she came out when 
she heard Trevor's car start, meeting us on the footpath.

Sitting slightly lower than Cilla, Sonia once again was 
positioned in the centre of the front seat so I could see 
in the mirror and spent the time to my house kissing and 
cuddling with Cilla while I missed out again.  (Oh poor 
hard done by me!  I really would have to teach them how 
to drive.)

Say what you may about new cars though, there are many 
advantages of a wide bench seat over bucket seats.  
Having a sexpot sitting next to you while you drive is 
one of them.

Lights were visible in the house when I pulled into the 
drive.  It looked like Rick and Renate hadn't gone 
anywhere.

I let us in and called out - if they were in his room 
they would probably appreciate the warning they weren't 
alone.  No answer - well they could have their mouths 
full.

I looked out the back and saw they were in the pool.  I 
left them undisturbed while I got some drinks for the 
three of us.  There were going to be plenty of people out 
there soon - let them have the time alone until then.

We adjourned to the lounge to wait.  When our visitors 
finally arrived Cilla got up to let them in, which was 
reasonable since I had Sonia perched on my lap and was 
hurriedly rebuttoning her blouse.

They joined us and I offered to get drinks for them.  
Trevor had been shown where to change while I was in the 
kitchen and shortly returned with his bathers on and his 
pants over his arm.

I told Jean that Rick and Renate were in the pool already 
and there was a general consensus that we join them.

The bathing couple however were surprised when the pool 
lights suddenly came on.  They had been having a quiet 
watery cuddle in the moonlight and hadn't heard the cars 
pull up earlier.

Blinking and looking around, they watched us come out of 
the house.  Their initial greetings abruptly ceased when 
they saw we weren't alone and I realised why when I got 
closer to the pool edge.

Why SHOULD they have felt they deeded swim suits 
(optional around here anyway) when they were alone?

I grinned to myself.  Though Renate had ended up in some 
pretty wild situations when we had been on holiday 
together she had been rather sedate since then, not even 
going topless in our pool.

She had been classmates with both Sonia and Jean for some 
years now but had only just started hearing about Trevor 
from Jean during the past month or so.

It was a bit of a shock for her then when he showed he 
wasn't shy by being the first in the pool while the rest 
of us were getting settled on the lounges.  He surfaced 
from his dive and turned back to say hello to the pair 
sharing the pool but came to his own abrupt halt when he 
realised Rick was holding a naked girl to his chest.

The look of surprise turned to a cheesy grin as he turned 
his face to Jean.  "I hope your swim suit is as nice as 
your friend's."

Jean turned and finally really noticed the young lovers.  
"Oh! Sorry."  She looked around for a towel figuring they 
may want to preserve their modesty.

Renate wouldn't have objected to getting a towel but Rick 
was comfortable after he had had a chance to recover from 
his initial surprise.  He liked having a naked girl in 
his arms and wouldn't object to the kudos it might bring 
him in the eyes of the young stranger obviously 
accompanying Jean.

"It's all right", he told Jean, "Our parents don't mind 
skinny dipping."

As he looked up he considered the sensuous curves of the 
girl standing above him.  Though he was in her class as 
well he hadn't thought about seeing her naked before now.

The curves were in all the right places and, ignoring the 
fact that he was already holding as much woman as he 
could or wanted to handle, the image he conjured up was 
an interesting and, as Renate noticed to his subsequent 
discomfort, arousing one.

"We don't normally wear suits", Cilla confirmed.  "It's 
up to you."

Jean hadn't been naked with Trevor yet and hadn't even 
been naked in front of Cilla for more years than she 
could remember, let alone showing herself in front of the 
rest of us.  She decided, to Rick's and Trevor's 
disappointment, to stay clothed.

As she removed all but a well filled brown and yellow 
bikini, the rest of us discarded our clothes and leapt, 
dove or dropped naked into the refreshing water.

Jean dove cleanly into the water and swam over to Trevor 
who was a little grateful she had had stayed clothed 
considering the effect the sight of the other naked girls 
had had on him.  If he had felt obligated to strip off 
too he wasn't sure how he could have stopped blushing.

Now she wasn't the only naked female on display Renate 
relaxed a little and turned to face us, most of her 
breasts kept just below the surface where the ripples 
obscured the view.  She had her arm around Rick and his 
was around her.

Jean introduced Trevor to Rick and Renate and they got 
him talking about himself.

I told Rick of some of our mutual acquaintances and they 
talked about them while I went over to rest between my 
loves.

No-one was paying attention as I traded kisses with the 
girls; it was mild as far as Rick and Renate were 
concerned and Jean and Trevor were facing the wrong way.

Rick did smile and Renate stopped mid-sentence when Cilla 
and Sonia went into a clinch but the others missed that 
as well.

We had been casually moving around the pool and 
eventually Trevor noticed me kissing Sonia.  He turned to 
Jean and whispered, "I thought you said Glyn was Cilla's 
boyfriend?"

"Yes", said Jean, "and he didn't deny it."  She turned to 
see us embracing while Cilla nonchalantly swam up to us 
and put her arms around me, getting a kiss of her own.

Jean had had enough.

It had been several months now and she still didn't 
understand the dynamics of her sister's relationship with 
me, nor her friend's.

"What is up with you three?  Are you going out with Cilla 
or with Sonia?"  The question was clearly directed at me.

Rick and Renate gave quiet giggles as the awaited my 
answer.  We had "come out" to them on our holiday as a 
result of their semi-accidental spying on us making love.

I looked at Jean and cuddled a girl under each arm.  
"Yes."

I knew it was likely to piss her off royally and wasn't 
dismayed.  She glared at me and looked at her sister for 
a better answer.

Of the three of us Cilla was expecting to have the most 
trouble when our true situation became public knowledge.  
So far Rick and Renate had kept their word and our 
secret.  The only other people in the know were my Uncle 
Frank and his wife who could be counted upon not to 
betray a confidence.

Cilla considered.  Telling Jean would be a good test of 
how her parents might react.  If Jean couldn't handle it, 
they certainly wouldn't and she might just manage to keep 
Jean quiet even if she did go bananas at first.

Trevor however was another matter.

Cilla had met him a few times and liked him.  He acted a 
bit young at times but he was funny without being stupid, 
seemed to really like Jean and wasn't afraid to muck in 
when necessary.  She looked at us for permission.

"Your decision", I said.  "I can take it either way."  
Sonia just gave her hand a squeeze.

Cilla turned to her sister and her sister's boyfriend 
with a quick glance at the other grinning pair.

"I can't make you keep quiet for now but I, ... we ..., 
would appreciate it if you didn't say anything to anyone 
at present."  She paused.  She thought Jean would 
understand why once the story was told.

Cilla hugged me and Sonia, on the other side, did the 
same.

"Your question shouldn't have been 'or'.  The correct 
question would have been 'Are you going out with Cilla 
AND with Sonia?'"

She waited to see how they would take this before going 
further.

Jean was taken a little aback but wasn't really surprised 
by the news.  That's how it had seemed to her for a 
while; she just wasn't sure whether each of the girls was 
blind or was pigheadedly ignoring my two-timing 
behaviour.  Now it seemed they had been in collusion all 
along.

Trevor however had open admiration for the situation.

Jean noticed Renate's grin and turned on her.  "You 
knew?" she glared.

Renate nodded, still grinning at her extra knowledge - it 
is always fun knowing something others don't but even 
more so when they found out you could have told them but 
hadn't.  She was hoping Cilla would continue; THAT secret 
would win hands down.

"And you never said anything?"  Jean couldn't believe it.  
Renate and Sonia were very close but she just couldn't 
believe Renate was that good at keeping secrets.

"How long have you known?"  Renate looked at Rick.  They 
both mentally did the calculations; Rick's "four months" 
came just before Renate's "three and a half".

Jean was flabbergasted; not from the secret itself but 
because she hadn't found out or been told for that long.

Cilla figured the reaction had been calm enough for her 
to proceed.  She released me and I let Sonia go so they 
moved around until Cilla was now between us.

"There's one more thing I think you should know", she 
said.  Jean looked at her.  "We've been lovers for a 
while."

That was more of a surprise for Jean.  She hadn't even 
begun to really think even of petting with Trevor yet.  
She WAS conscious of his penis when they cuddled, as he 
was conscious of her soft breasts pressing against his 
chest, but neither had made an overt move to make 
physical contact with the other's "private" parts.

Cilla was a couple of years older than Jean but Sonia was 
only her age and now she found she was the "old maid" in 
the group.

Renate was here naked with Rick - Jean wouldn't have been 
surprised now to hear that she too was sexually active!  
She looked at Renate as she wondered if that was indeed 
the case.

Cilla interrupted her musings.  "I don't think you quite 
understand.  I said WE have been lovers."

She put her arms around both of us and this time kissed 
Sonia passionately before turning to repeat the process 
with me.  We all smiled at Jean who sat down in the 
shallows of the pool, stunned until she realised that 
this too wasn't news to Renate.

"You bitch", she told her, smiling to take the sting out 
of the harsh words.  "You knew that too?"

She looked at Cilla.  Her sister a lesbian; no - Bi?  And 
she hadn't even suspected.

She spoke to her sister.  "I'll keep quiet on one 
condition."

"What?"

"I want to be there when you tell Mum and Dad."

"You can be there - I'm not so sure I want to be", 
replied Cilla.

Trevor wasn't stunned - he really didn't know us well 
enough.  He liked the idea though and wondered if the 
tendency was genetic.

"You don't have to worry about me", he assured us.  
"Fucking unbelievable!"

Cilla was relieved things apparently had gone down so 
well.  Maybe her parents wouldn't be such a problem.  She 
wasn't going to bet on it though.

It was time to ease the tension.  I looked at Rick.  
"Want to help set the net up?"

We had played water volleyball against the three girls 
when Renate had first visited Rick with disastrous 
results for Rick and myself.  We might have a better 
chance with two more players.

"Okay."  He gave Renate a peck and swam to meet me by the 
side.  I climbed out and got the equipment.  Rick took 
one end and secured it while I took the other across the 
pool.

Jean took the opportunity while I was out of the pool to 
check out my equipment.  While it was easy enough to deal 
with her sister's male lover she wasn't quite ready to 
have a heart-to heart with the female one.  She had been 
friends with Sonia for years and it was a bit hard to 
think of her as a "sister-in-law".

Trevor came to help and Cilla joined her sister.  "You're 
okay with things?" she asked quietly.

"You could have told me earlier", she complained.

"You can imagine the reaction when THEY find out.  We 
were trying to keep things quiet for as long as 
possible."

"I can understand that.  It's a bit of a surprise 
though."

"You think you're surprised.  Imagine how I felt."  She 
smiled lovingly towards Sonia who was talking with 
Renate.  "I wouldn't change things though.  I love them 
both and it's wonderful to have two lovers."

Jean figured she would have to think that through.

"You don't have to keep your suit on you know."  Cilla 
tried to goad her sister into joining the naked throng.  
"Why not throw your top over to the chairs at least.  I'm 
sure Trevor would appreciate it."

Jean hadn't found it uncomfortable having the other 
people naked around her.  You didn't really see anything 
through the surface and with the chatter she hadn't been 
under water to realise how visible one could be in 
certain circumstances.

After the revelations she didn't want to feel like a 
prude and was rather annoyed that she was missing out 
when all the others had been having what they obviously 
considered fun.  She decided she WOULD give Trevor a 
surprise and, while his back was turned, the bikini top 
went sailing through the air to land dripping onto one of 
the pool lounges.

She wasn't as sure about the bottoms but finally decided, 
"What the hell!  There's only a bit of hair to see.", and 
stepped out of them too.

We boys had been talking about the make up of the sides.  
7 players split into 4 and 3.  This could most logically 
be by sex or by sex partners (not actually expressed that 
way and making no assumptions about the relationship 
between Jean and Trevor).  Rather than a mix up we all 
favoured playing only with or against our partners and 
decided to leave it to the ladies.

"Boy-Girl or Boys vs Girls?" I asked them.

Jean didn't mind and Renate had a mild preference to a 
repeat of the battle of the sexes.  Cilla and Sonia did 
the maths and decide they preferred an "Us vs Them" 
approach.  Because they were rather more vocal, Jean and 
Renate fell into line and swam under the net one way 
while I swam back the other.

The three of us cuddled.  It was supposed to be a 
strategic team huddle but things got out of hand.

Trevor and Rick found themselves facing an unexpected two 
bare pairs that weren't quite as concealed by the 
shallower water on their side of the net.  Trevor 
realised he was the only one clothed and asked Jean if 
she minded him joining the rest of us.

"How can I say no when I'm naked?"  His bathers landed 
near hers with an audible plop.

She looked down and then caught him grinning as he 
watched her watching him.  She blushed.

"Like what you see?" he asked cheekily.

"I hope it's only because the water's cold but I can't 
see anything much."

Rick laughed at her comeback.

We got organised and the game began.

It was a walk over.  Accustomed to each other, Sonia, 
Cilla and I were able to work as a team whereas Trevor 
and Rick tended to spend too long looking at their team-
mate's chests and not enough time watching the trajectory 
of the ball.

To give them their due, the girls were also distracted 
whenever one or other of the males leapt up to spike a 
high flying ball and both sexes seemed to spend an 
inordinate amount of time standing next to their partner 
rather than covering the available area.

The rematch was just as bad and it was only in the third 
game that they finally gave us a serious challenge and we 
were beaten.  I blame it more on us being more tired than 
them by that stage but graciously conceded their win.

It was coming up to 10 pm and I asked if people were 
interested in pizza for supper.  They were and I got out 
to dial through our order.

Jean needed a pit stop and, finally comfortable with the 
rest of us around her, towelled herself off before 
following me inside.  I pointed out the way and watched 
her cute butt disappearing down the corridor while I used 
the phone.

She got back as I hung up and turned around.

She didn't have Cilla's red hair but her chest showed the 
same sprinkling of freckles and her breasts had the same 
fullness.  She was hidden from the waist down, as was I, 
by the counter between us.

"Thanks for being supportive", I told her.  "I know Cilla 
would have been a bit nervous telling you."

"That's okay.  I can imagine what's going to happen when 
Mum and Dad find out.  I'm not so sure I want to be there 
after all."

"That's why we were hoping to be a bit older before 
people found out; it might make it a bit easier.  It's 
hard sometimes trying to appear as 'just friends', 
especially for Sonia and Cilla I think."

"I wondered why she spent so much time over at Sonia's 
house.  She never used to.  How long have ..., well, you 
know."

"Remember your party?"

"Then!"

"Pretty well."

"Oh my god.  And how did Renate find out?  Did Rick or 
Sonia tell her?"

"Ah, well, actually they caught us first, then we 
explained."

"And they've kept quiet.  I wouldn't have believe she 
could keep a secret that long, but then I wouldn't have 
thought Cilla could either."

"Cilla has had some incentive."  I didn't mention that 
Renate had her own secret; that was her business to tell 
or keep quiet.

"What's likely to happen when your parents find out?"  I 
was interested if Jean anticipated the same problems as 
Cilla.

"Mum will be upset, more by the sex before marriage 
probably.  She's always worried about pregnancy and one 
of us ending up a single mother.  I've been getting an 
ongoing stream of lectures since I started going out with 
Trevor."

"Cilla's missed out on most of that and it's funny really 
because Mum keeps using her as an example of how I should 
go out in groups more rather than just being with Trevor.  
It's the same today where she basically threw us out with 
you so we wouldn't go out alone.  Thanks for 'inviting' 
us though, it has been fun."

"That's all right.  I understand what you're on about.  
How will your Dad take it though?"

"He won't care so much about you and Cilla though he 
wouldn't even suggest he approved, but Sonia!  Wow!  He 
will go absolutely ape shit.  He is s-o-o-o homophobic.  
He is just as likely to do the old 'go and do not darken 
my doorstep' routine except I don't think Mum would let 
him go that far."

"Expect a few weeks of ranting and raving followed by a 
few months of icy silence and then a couple of years of 
grunted replies to direct questions.  Maybe that wouldn't 
be too bad after all - better than having him throw it in 
your faces all that time."

She could now grin.  Topic closed, I think.

"So does Trevor like your new look?  Or isn't it so new 
for him?"  I teased.

Jean blushed again, the hue extending to the tops of her 
breasts.  I COULD tease her now; she had been cold 
towards me on and off for a while, tending to see me as a 
two-timing bastard between spells where her sister's 
obvious affection for me brought me some favour.

"No.  It's all new."

"Well if you need a hand arranging some privacy, for 
anything, let Cilla know and we'll see what we can do, 
even if it's only providing some cover.  I do know what 
it's like trying for a quiet smooch at your place.  I 
have nothing against your family, I want it to be mine as 
well you know, but it is a bit hectic at times."

Jean agreed.  "You don't have to tell me.  Thanks.  We 
might need that one day."

"Well then, sister mine.  Let's get those shrivelled up 
prunes out the pool and ready for pizza.  We walked out, 
arm in arm and naked, and Cilla smiled when she saw that 
we were getting on together after Jean's previous 
ambivalence.

I dressed, casually, so as not to shock the delivery man 
and brought the pizzas back to the others where Rick had 
led them, still naked, to the games room.

Putting up with the obligatory lewd comment about keeping 
one's balls on the table it was enjoyable watching the 
players as we sat munching and occasionally cuddling.

No overt sexual activity but a little covert touching did 
occur and Trevor even got bold enough to stand behind 
Jean and put his hand on her bum.

She surprised him as she responded with a quick and 
totally unexpected fondle of his balls as she turned away 
from the table.  She had just upped the ante and he 
wasn't quite sure how much he should bet in turn.  Was 
she bluffing?

Seven healthy fit NAKED teenage bodies!  (I had stripped 
off again before joining them.)  It was quite a pleasant 
sight and we were soon all kissing our respective 
partners as we passed by after making our shots or while 
waiting our turns.

We were polite to the newcomers and didn't comment on the 
state of a certain someone's member which he tried 
unsuccessfully to keep out of sight.  There would be sure 
to be other opportunities to make fun later without 
scaring them off straight away.

Actually Trevor's state was merely indicative of the 
general desire for a little more privacy.

Trevor and Jean broke the party up by deciding it was 
time to go and we watched them dress, a surprisingly sexy 
activity in its own right, before saying goodbye at the 
door.  I didn't expect them to hurry home.

I turned out the lights in the games room when we came 
upstairs.  Rick was going to take Renate to his room, a 
plan I had also had in mind for Sonia, Cilla and myself 
until we had additional guests.

-----

Trevor manoeuvred through the light traffic with one had 
on the wheel and one holding Jean's.

"Wow.  What an evening!" 

"Yes", agreed Jean.  "I noticed you enjoying the view."

"Well you're such a scenic view I couldn't help it."

"It wasn't me in your sights."

"Okay.  Guilty, I guess.  But it's you I want to be with.  
And you're much sexier than the others."

Jean squeezed his hand then released it and rested hers 
lightly on his thigh.

His leg twitched with the unexpected contact then he 
relaxed.  They had been naked together for a couple of 
hours and it seemed strange to be nervous after the 
comfortable state they had enjoyed.

His mind kept coming back to the night's revelations.  He 
was envious - not of my having two girlfriends, although 
the idea wasn't a turn off, but at the fact that we were 
lovers and he was still trying to get past first base.

He tried to turn their conversation to sexual topics in 
the hopes it might open up their relationship.

"So your sister's a rug muncher, eh?  And you never 
suspected?"

"No."  Jean thought back over the last few months.  Even 
though the revelation helped her now make sense of a few 
puzzling incidents, none of them struck her as "Oh, of 
course.  It's obvious now!"

"Any chance you would be into threesomes too?"  Trevor 
was stirring.

Jean looked at her boyfriend.  She wasn't going to let 
him get away with that.  "Maybe.  I wonder how well YOU 
can suck a cock?"

Oops.  Change tack.  "No.  I just meant I wouldn't mind 
watching two girls.  You know!"

"Well don't let me catch you peeping through Sonia's 
window.  I can see it from my room and I'll be keeping an 
eye out for you from now on!"

"You don't have to worry.  I'm more likely to be looking 
though your bedroom window anyway.  You're very beautiful 
you know.  Your body is gorgeous."

Jean blushed unseen when this brought back the memory of 
her being naked with a group of her friends although it 
has seemed quite easy at the time.  Monday would be the 
thing.  Having to face them at school; knowing they knew 
what was under her uniform and trying not to think the 
same about them.

Her house was in darkness when they got back and Jean got 
Trevor to park a little way back.  He grabbed a coat from 
the backseat and laid it between the seats to cover the 
handbrake and gear shift.  It was barely adequate but 
Jean at least could turn around and lay across it to 
nestle in his arms.

He held her and they kissed, softly and frequently at 
first then capturing each other's lips and finally 
exploring each other's mouths with their tongues.

Trevor had his arm in the middle of Jean's back and 
ventured to release the catch that held her bikini 
closed; it sprang apart under her blouse and she murmured 
her acquiescence as she pulled his face against hers.

The steering wheel limited their movements until Trevor 
thought to move his seat back.  Perfect!  Well, better.

Keeping his arm behind his girlfriend he eased the other 
under the front of her blouse and over the cup of her 
bathers.  His first tit.  He didn't think of it as an 
accomplishment in it's own right however but rather as a 
stepping stone.

He tried gently squeezing, paying attention to Jean's 
responses as a means of judging his performance.

Things seemed to be moving along nicely and he looked 
over her head without breaking away from her sweet 
kisses.  He checked front, sides and mirror to see they 
were not being observed.  All clear for now.

He thought about his promise to Jean's sister.  It would 
have made a good story but Jean had told him of my offer 
of assistance and the possibilities seemed to be worth 
his silence.  At least he could tell his mates of their 
nude evening though he doubted they would believe him.

Jean was enjoying the feel of his hand but thought it 
would be nicer skin on skin.  She reached under her 
blouse and lifted the cup out of the way.  Trevor 
replaced his hand.  "Yes.  Much better", she thought.

Unfortunately she also thought they shouldn't stay out 
there too long, which she considered a damn shame.  
Things were moving along nicely and Trevor was now 
playing with her nipple.  If only he could get his other 
hand in there too!

She decided he deserved a reward in addition to being 
permitted to "cop a feel" so she slipped her hand down 
and reached around the front of his pants until she found 
a firm log.  She squeezed and this time it was Trevor who 
murmured to her.

She let her fingertips brush over the fabric, caressing 
the object hidden below her.  She had been eyeing it at 
my place and considered it compared favourably with the 
other male organs on view at the time.

She hadn't realised there was so much variation and the 
sample set had been quite small.  She gloated to herself; 
Cilla might be more experienced but Jean reckoned that 
she had ended up with a better prize than any of the 
other three.

"Damn!"  She couldn't wait for Monday to compare notes 
with Sonia and Renate.  That made her stop and think for 
a second.

I had called her my sister now she knew Cilla and I were 
lovers and she wondered how Sonia would treat her at 
school.  Monday certainly would be interesting.

Still it was Trevor who was showing an extreme interest 
in her action right now.  He was used to beating his meat 
and recently had thoughts of Jean when doing so.  Now 
that reality was catching up with his imagination he 
found there was a catch; a youthful male may be ready, 
willing and able but he also had trouble braking.

It was embarrassing creaming his jeans but worth it.  His 
body had betrayed him though and he was concerned what 
Jean would think.  He didn't want to just stop and tried 
to increase the stimulation so Jean could have an orgasm 
too.  He wasn't to know that the situation they were in 
made that highly unlikely but at least he tried.

Jean did like what he was doing but it wasn't lighting 
any fires.  It didn't help that the gear shift was 
sticking into her back and that she had had an early 
morning.

Reluctantly she sat herself up and gave the young man a 
simple kiss.  "I'd better go in"  She refastened the 
bikini top just in case one of her parents was up.  
"Perhaps we can go for a drive tomorrow?"

"Okay.  What time?"

"How about 10; we'll have plenty of time then."

"Time for what?" Trevor thought.  "Okay" he said.

Jean leaned in and kissed him again.  Though her passions 
rose she forced herself to break off.  "See you tomorrow.  
It's been nice.  Drive carefully, you belong to me now."

Trevor said goodbye and watched the sexy young woman walk 
away from his car.  He started it and drove off, 
contemplating parking and sneaking back to watch her 
through her window as he had suggested.  No.  The promise 
of tomorrow was enough for now.

She had made him think of peeping though and wondered if 
she night not mind a nocturnal visitor if he was quiet.  
He would have to check out the lie of the land in the 
morning just in case the occasion arose.

-----

Rick and Renate said goodnight to us and disappeared down 
the corridor.  Renate would have to be home relatively 
soon though she was given more leeway now and didn't have 
to rush.

Cilla, Sonia and I went into the lounge and turned on a 
late night movie.  We had just missed the start but it 
didn't matter and it was nice to just relax on the lounge 
together and enjoy the comedy.

Cilla sat between us and we snuggled up under a light 
blanket, more for privacy than warmth.  Rick or Renate 
could wander out, though this was unlikely, and Mum and 
Dad would be home soon and any indiscretions would be 
more easily concealed that way.

We slipped our hands in and around various items of 
clothing and generally just caressed each other's wobbly 
bits between occasional kisses.

Thus we were behaving respectably when my parents did 
drive up and needed only a little hurried adjustment.

I went down to Rick's room and gave him a couple of raps 
on the door to warn him, not that he was likely to be 
disturbed, but why take chances.

I returned to the kitchen and turned the kettle on then 
returned to the lounge to take orders.  Dad was sitting 
talking to the girls and Mum joined us in time to order a 
cup of herbal tea.

When they finished their drinks with us they retired for 
the night and after a look at the clock I supposed it was 
also time for my loves to go too.  Having Jean and Trevor 
visit had spoiled the evening in some respects but we 
didn't have to have sex EVERY time we got together.

It would have been nice though.

-----

I thought the car coming towards us looked familiar; 
Trevor must have just left Cilla's house.  That might 
work out well for the sisters; if they had been out 
together and got home around the same time then they 
weren't likely to have got up to anything.

The only problem was this time it was the truth.

-----

Rick missed the knock on the door when my parents came 
home.  He shouldn't have; it was clearly audible.

But when you're asleep you don't always notice these 
things.

After Jean and Trevor had left he had led Renate by the 
hand to his room where they stood kissing behind the 
closed door.

They didn't have to fumble with each other's clothes as 
they hadn't bothered to get dressed when the rest of us 
did.

Still embracing they crab-walked over to the bed and 
collapsed laughing onto the narrow surface.  Rick helped 
her up and pulled down the covers.  They got between the 
sheets and wrapped themselves in their love.

After our holiday together Renate and Sonia had had a 
"girl to girl" talk that resulted in Renate making an 
appointment with her doctor a few days later.

It was the first time she had been there without her 
parents and she was understandably nervous.

It turned out to be much simpler than she had expected 
from Sonia's tale.  Renate's doctor had been very 
businesslike, checking her out and writing a script for 
the contraceptive without any suggestion of providing 
training in sexual matters.

Renate was relieved.

Since then she and her young lover had found a number of 
opportunities to conduct their own self-directed 
training.  Their progress, slow but steady, had been most 
satisfactory for both of them and she was eager to 
practise some more.

They had avoided any excessive display when with me or 
the girls and I have to admit that we reverted to being a 
far less exhibitionistic as well.

While both Sonia and Cilla had swum topless with my 
family (the pool tended to be a VERY casual area on most 
occasions) I had kept my hands to myself; "that" wasn't 
tolerated especially when my younger siblings were 
around.

Renate hadn't been as "forward" in the pool as she had 
that night and probably wouldn't have another opportunity 
before next summer.  Still, alone and under the covers 
with my brother, she was uninhibited and passionate.

Though out of the novice class they still tended to 
concentrate on vanilla sex; a bit of kissing, petting and 
then fucking either missionary or with Renate sitting on 
top.

Circumstances being what they were, their love-making had 
unfortunately been somewhat rushed.  They couldn't at her 
house and lacked the wheels and funds to go elsewhere; 
this left Rick's room where they normally ran the risk of 
being interrupted.

Rick had gone down on Renate a couple of times though 
she, after his premature explosion on her first attempt 
at fellatio, wasn't as keen to return the favour yet.

That night they felt more relaxed than they had for 
sometime.  They knew, or reasonably suspected, that we 
wouldn't disturb them unnecessarily and that our parents 
wouldn't come knocking when they came home.

Rick wanted to give his lover the best time he possibly 
could.  He wanted to show her that he loved her and aimed 
to concentrate on her pleasure.  It was easy to accuse a 
male, of any age, of only being interested in one thing.

In fact it is pretty hard to argue against that position 
considering the evidence is normally obvious.  However, 
being ready 24 hours a day isn't the same as not being 
able to do without or not being able to think about 
something else as well.

Rick started at the top, kissing Renate's forehead, and 
slowly worked his way down her beautiful young body as 
she lay beneath him.

They both enjoyed French kisses; one's lips can be so 
sensitive causing spine-tingling chills with just the 
lightest brush of a lover's lips across them.

The meeting of tongues though goes well past the physical 
contact, pleasurable though that may be, to thrill with 
the intimacy of such activity; letting another person 
enter your body, somewhat symbolically reminiscent of the 
entry of another probing member through a distinctly 
different pair of lips.

Think about who has access to your mouth; ignore the 
surgeon seeking inflamed tonsils or white-coated agents 
of the Tooth Fairy.

You suckle at your mother's breast; a comfort for the 
child, a reward for the mother.  (A little pleasure to 
offset the eventual erupting teeth?)

You may have sucked upon a thumb as a toddler; but since 
then?

The ingenue poses with digit poised between glistening 
reddened lips; the temptress takes his pointing finger 
and lets it slowly withdraw from her moistened orifice.

Only lovers go there.

And when they do, they, like Rick and Renate, find their 
passions grow; and later, their hearts grow fonder in 
remembrance.

Renate reached to hold the youth's rigid cock as his lips 
brushed her cheek and his breath lightly tickled her ear.

His lips seized the shell of her ear and his tongue 
flickered out to tease and tickle.  He moved a smidgeon 
and took her earlobe between gently biting teeth then 
suckled from it before descending below the curve of her 
jaw.

As he licked and kissed her neck (under threat of dire 
consequences if he left a bruising mark) Renate sunk her 
teeth into the shoulder presented to her.  Rick jerked 
with the sudden sensation of pain but she had done no 
damage and he found it became a semi-constant reminder of 
her presence.

Renate arched back exposing her throat and Rick worked 
his way around the other side and then back.

"That's very nice", Renate complimented his efforts.  Her 
body under his hands echoed the sentiment.

Rick persisted for a little while longer before moving 
his lips to the side of the flattened mound of her 
breast.

Now tits were something he felt he DID know about; though 
learning from his mistakes wasn't the best way from 
Renate's point of view, she also felt he was making 
progress.

Rick alternated between licking, sucking, nipping and 
kneading; changing back and forth to arouse one nipple 
while the other rested then swapping back once its 
sensitivity had returned.

Renate knew young men could have a problem lasting and, 
though she really had no-one other than me for 
comparison, she felt that Rick probably also fell into 
that category.

He always came before her on the occasions when she had 
an orgasm but at least he stayed in the "race" until she 
had been dated if not completely satisfied.

This night however she found her body responding to his 
touch and she barely started stroking his lovely prick 
before she found it taken away as he moved to bury his 
tongue in her navel.

Renate's skin still had a faint chlorine tang from the 
pool but Rick ignored that as he bathed the taut abdomen 
laid out before him.

The smell of her sex seeped out as he raised the blankets 
to bring her pussy into view.  The bed wasn't long enough 
for him to lay between Renate's thighs without getting 
her to sit up; instead he turned around and lay beside 
her, his chest dampened by her still wet belly as he 
positioned his mouth on her pussy.

As he kissed her again and lapped at the juices Renate 
reached up to hold the penis resting by her shoulder.

"Oh he makes me feel so good!"  Renate turned her head 
and took the tip of his cock between her lips.

Her tongue flicked over the end as Rick's buried itself 
into the juicy hole he found between her thighs.  They 
both enjoyed the different tastes of their separate sweet 
seepages.

"Now that's not bad", she thought.  "Why does his cum 
have to be so nasty then?"

As Rick got more involved at one end of the young woman, 
her other end began to get more involved with him.  She 
reached around his hips and pulled him over her face to 
improve her access.

Rick lifted his leg over her head, being careful not to 
crash his knee into her nose, before returning to the 
soppy cunt where he slurped as he felt Renate engulf his 
prick.

She lifted her head off the pillow to swallow as much as 
she could as he supported himself above her.

Her mouth gripped him as she sucked hard and let her head 
drop back.  His prick couldn't stretch so he either had 
to let his hips follow or let it be ripped off.

When the suction eased off he relaxed his hips and slid 
out of her warm wet mouth.  That too felt good!  He moved 
back in, Renate's tongue swirling around his cockhead and 
her teeth just grazing the shaft.

With his hands buried under her butt and his face buried 
in her pussy, Rick slowly fucked in and out of Renate's 
welcoming mouth.

While being careful not to push too hard or far (though 
his body screamed to be allowed to bury the prong deep 
down her throat) Rick started pumping a little faster.

"Oh-oh!" he thought as he felt the warning signs of an 
impending orgasm.  "That won't be appreciated."

Renate didn't need to wonder too much why her boyfriend 
was moving away.  She was more thankful he was 
considerate enough to realise she didn't want him to come 
in her mouth; once had been more than enough.

"Looks like I chose the right guy", she thought.

Rick got up and knelt on the floor before uncovering 
Renate and encouraging her to turn sideways across the 
bed.  He put her legs over his shoulders, buried his face 
back in the fragrant pussy and tongued her clit.

It wasn't long before Renate was spreading her fingers 
through her own long hair, holding her head as she 
thrashed it from side to side.  She bit her bottom lip 
and tasted blood as the sensations drove her over the 
edge then had to twist her hips to get Rick to remove his 
mouth from her pussy; she couldn't take any more just 
then.

"Oh that was so good", she told him, adding in her 
thoughts "I need this more often."

The occasions they had found for their loving had been 
inadequate and Renate's experiences since their holiday 
hadn't lived up to her introduction to sex.  That was, 
until then.

Rick got back onto the bed and used the top sheet to wipe 
his face as he laid down by the naked, and satisfied, 17 
year old girl.  She rolled around so she could rest her 
head on his chest and snuggled into her lover with a hand 
on his still firm cock.

Rick stroked her back, rubbing up and down her spine and 
occasionally passing his hand over the smooth skin of her 
butt.

He gripped her shoulder, rubbed her neck and carefully 
slid his fingers between the strands of her hair as he 
held her to him.

Renate responded to the comfortable cuddle by poking her 
tongue out to wetly caress his nipple.  She continued to 
stroke his cock as she played with his chest and felt his 
excitement build again.

An awareness of his need restored her own and Renate 
decided slow loving could wait for another night; Rick 
wouldn't last long and she didn't want to prolong things 
after that delightful orgasm.

She lifted her leg and passed it over his hip.  Taking 
less care than Rick had, Renate had to apologise for the 
painful contact between her knee and his belly but the 
injury was minor.  ("What a carry on - I barely touched 
him!")  Rick's prick at least seemed unaware of the fuss, 
and she tucked it safely away where it wouldn't come to 
any harm.

With her hands on Rick's shoulders, Renate used his body 
to steady herself as she rapidly rocked back and forth.

Her predictions were right and she had barely started to 
pick up speed before she felt the throb and the spurts as 
his cum was ejected and captured by her body.

Rick tried at first to match her tempo but decided 
instead to simply lift his hips to allow Renate to make 
the penetration as deep as possible.  His prick was 
eventually squeezed out of her soggy cunt while still 
stiff and her movements trapped it between their bodies 
where its slippery surfaced massaged her clit.

While not being able to claim any active credit for its 
arrival, Rick witnessed the love of his life experiencing 
a second orgasm within the space of ten minutes and he 
was overjoyed that he had helped make her feel so good.

Renate leaned down to kiss him then climbed off and 
donned his bathrobe to sneak down the corridor to the 
bathroom.  Though the noise of the television was coming 
from the lounge she knew she was reasonably safe from 
discovery by anyone other than the girls or I and THAT 
wouldn't matter.

When she came back Rick sleepily embraced her and they 
cuddled in the peaceful state satiation brings.

Within minutes they were asleep.

-----

The house was in darkness when I got home and I went 
through the bathroom quickly then lay in my bed thinking 
of what might have been and indeed what had been on 
previous occasions.

My thoughts turned to fantasy.  I lay there with a young 
woman on each side.  They rested their heads on my chest 
and looked lovingly into each other's eyes as their 
tongues laved my nipples.

My hands reached up to become their tongues.

Yes!  That felt good!  Don't stop!

I had my hand on their asses, kneading their butts as 
they continued to stimulate my chest.  Lying alone in my 
bed I could feel their soft breasts against my sides.

Their hands played with balls and penis.  I moved my 
right hand down and cupped my sack before lightly moving 
my encircling hand up and down my erection.  A tongue 
could still be felt where my left thumb strummed the 
nipple.

Whoever was on the right side - Yes Cilla - was engulfing 
me with her mouth; I licked my thumb and finger and 
transferred the moisture to my cock, repeating the action 
until the digital circle slid smoothly along the length 
of my pole.

I imagined the fun we would share.  Sonia's sweet pussy 
over my face; Cilla's cunt engulfing me as I thrust into 
her prone body while I watched Sonia grinding her hips 
into Cilla's face; lying beside them as they lay head to 
tail enjoying the taste of each other's juices.

It was enough and I reached for a handkerchief as "Cilla" 
took my explosion in her mouth.

I cleaned up and lay there, a pillow on each side as my 
fantasy ended with my arms around my lovers.

-----

Rick realise he had slept when he rolled over and put his 
arm around Renate.

Not accustomed to sharing his narrow bed he found the 
combination of a warm body on one side and the lack of a 
mattress on the other was adequate stimulation to get his 
brain in gear rather quickly.  When he looked over at the 
alarm clock his senses returned at an even greater rate; 
ten past four!

"Oh Shit!"

Renate was supposed to be home by midnight normally 
though Rick could then stay until around one.  Renate was 
going to be in trouble and Rick would be "persona non 
grata" with her parents.

What to do?

He woke Renate up and his sense of urgency had her 
sitting up in seconds.  She echoed him, "Oh Shit!"

"The guest room is free.  You can spend the rest of the 
night there", offered Rick.

"No.  That would be all right if my parents had okayed it 
with yours beforehand, but not this way."

"Well I'd better walk you home then."  Rick couldn't take 
the car without getting permission first (unless he 
wanted to lose access to it for the foreseeable future) 
and didn't want to wake me for what was only a five 
minute walk.

On the basis that a few minutes one way or the other 
wouldn't make much difference now they took their time 
and helped each other to dress

It was a comforting and loving experience with its own 
tinge of eroticism that in other circumstances might well 
have been a waste of time with them starting all over 
again.

Cuddling against the chill air they passed from one 
circle of light to the next along the deserted suburban 
streets both wondering how Renate's parents would 
respond.

-----

It turned out Renate's parents came home late themselves 
that night and waited for quite a while past Renate's 
curfew before going to sleep.  Rick had to spend the 
morning personally apologising and grovelling to them for 
keeping their daughter out just to be allowed to visit.

Thus the "luckiest" partnership of the previous evening 
ended up doing penance while Jean and Trevor got to 
repeat their explorations in much more pleasant 
surroundings and Sonia, Cilla and I got to spend a 
glorious afternoon in Sonia's bed in her mother's 
absence.

But regardless of the ups and downs over the weekend 
there were seven young people who found love and pleasure 
together and who all felt the weekend overall to have 
been a success.

