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 Anna2

   In the first four chapters of this story, I (Anna) was the central
character.  I was there for all that happened and could report first hand.
In these four chapters, things happened when I wasn't around.  I pieced
these incidents together from talking to people afterwards.  Bart was
singularly unhelpful here, as it's very difficult to piece together
sequences from monosyllables.  Luckily Donny was much more forthcoming and
he seemed to have remembered every second (and, as we'll see, who could
blame him?).  So when I was there it will be clear and when I was not there
I will suddenly become one of those narrators who knows everything.



   Chapter Five: Finn and Deb (and me)

   We invited Debby over to Finn's on a Tuesday night.  It was funny to
watch Finn earlier that evening because, while she was very excited at the
thought of Debby in her bed, she was also a little nervous.  A part of her
wondered if she might not be enough for Debby, who was far more
experienced. I thought this hilarious, told her so, and she seemed to calm
down a bit.  And then we talked about the times that Deb and I had had sex.
Finn listened carefully and then asked a question.

   She said, "Anna, any suggestions about Deb?"

   I said, "Keep in mind, Finn, that Deb is a top."

   "What, exactly, is a top?"

   "A top is someone who likes to be on top, to control her sexual
partner."

   "So I will have to submit to what she wants?"

   "Almost certainly."

   "I can do that for a while, no problem, but then we'll have to see what
happens.  Anything else?"

   "Well, Debby is shaved and has a clitoris that sticks out from her. 
Impossible to miss and, as she has said, 'ripe for easy access.'"

   "I bet I could find it anyway."

   And I couldn't wait for her to try.

   When Debby arrived that night, she came to Finn's bedroom with a
concerned expression and when I asked about it, she turned to Finn and
said, "I'm still having a little trouble seeing you with girls." Finn
walked directly to Deb, moved her mouth upward and pulled Deb's face down
to her own, giving her one of those kisses I love.  Deb's eyes shut, she
hugged Finn tighter and jumped a bit when Finn stuck her hand down the
front of Debby's jeans.  Deb suddenly wasn't confused any more.  She put
her hands behind Finn's head and pulled her very close.  After some very
moving kissing (I wished I had had the video camera), Finn stepped back two
paces and suddenly her T-shirt flew one way, her shorts another.  She
turned directly toward Deb so as to let her look at all of her body; Finn
knew her sexual power and wanted to show Debby.  Deb explored every inch of
her, finally looking directly at Finn with a big sexy smile.  She shucked
her T-shirt and bra, her shorts and underwear, all of which were quickly
dropped and then kicked aside.  She stood there nude and let Finn have a
look at her.  They found themselves looking at each other's hardening
nipples.  And Finn looked at Deb's protruding clitoris, which seemed to be
shining, growing and beckoning.

   For me this was nirvana because when I had looked on them nude before,
it was always individually.  I would look at Finn's body and say, "How
could a woman's body ever be better than that?" But when I was with Deb, I
would look at her body and say, "How could a woman's...etc." So there they
were, side by side.  I asked if they wouldn't mind getting a little closer
together and face me so I could scope them out.  They happily obliged.  It
was fairly amazing to see that they had the same general proportions,
although in Deb's case, the package was much taller and fuller.  I could
see when they stood together how small Finn's breasts were compared to
Debby's.  Debby's seemed to have twice as much volume but were just as firm
and her nipples were larger than Finn's, standing out more dramatically. 
Her hips were generous but there wasn't an ounce of fat on her body.  Hers
was an athletic body ready for anything.  I looked at the two of them and
said, "Well, we should get in a shower before I attack both of you."

   Finn and I, buth nude, headed for the door, and Deb said, "Aren't you
going to wear a robe or something?" I laughed because I had been there.  We
explained about Finn's stepfather but Deb did not want to give him a
thrill--"not her sport," she said--so I handed her a bath towel and watched
with Finn as she adjusted it across her breasts.  The only problem was that
it covered her breasts but nothing under her belly button.  If she covered
her self below, her breasts were there for all to see.  Finn and I all
thought that was pretty hilarious.  Finn said,"I could go get a beach towel
from upstairs" but Deb said, "No, screw it.  I'll do it your way." And she
tossed the towel.

   As we walked toward the bathroom mother naked, Jason, who knew Bart was
not with us, made his expected appearance, saw the three of us and was
speechless for the first time since I had known him.  Looking ahead at
Deb's and Finn's backsides, I thought there was a great deal to be
speechless about.

   After another overfilled shower, composed of much deliriously soapy
rubbing, we all dried each other and for a minute stood there.  I noticed
we were stairsteps.  Finn was exactly six inches taller than me and Deb was
exactly six inches taller than Finn.  One of the reasons I loved hugging
Debby was that I found my head surrounded by her wonderful breasts.

   Back in Finn's bedroom, I stepped back, pushed Finn and Deb together and
said,"I really think you two should get acquainted--and I really think I
should watch." I stood standing as Deb led Finn to the bed and pushed her
back.  Finn lay there as Deb mounted her.  Deb reached out and lightly
rubbed the palms of her hands over Finn's nipples, which I knew Finn liked.
Debby then lay down on Finn's right side and moved her right hand down.  I
thought that Finn would understand pretty quickly why they called Deb
'Magic Fingers.'

   I watched as Deb started moving her right hand down from Finn's breasts,
trailing her fingers over Finn's taut belly and lightly touched her pubic
hair, moving her hand back an forth.  Then Deb found Finn's clitoris and
proceeded to run up and down with one finger, two fingers and then three
fingers, slowly, then quickly, hard, then soft and back to hard.  Finn's
face and upper body were suddenly flushed and her head was thrown back
several times, her eyes rolling.  Deb slowed down and then started again.
Finn had a look which said,"Stop teasing." But Deb was moving at her own
speed.  A bit of time passed--too long for Finn but just right for Deb. 
And then Deb bore her fingers down in earnest and Finn, arching her back
and opening her mouth to a frightening degree, came, loudly and
shudderingly.  Deb waited for several minutes and then latched her mouth
where her hand had been.  Finn immediately arched her back again and Deb
licked Finn until she started to squirm and thrust against Deb's tongue.

   Finn had no idea what was about to happen.  Deb had mastered the ability
to bring someone with her tongue and then to do it again and again and
again.  This was no small feat, as women climaxing usually have to wait
just a bit before starting again--too much stimulation otherwise.  But Deb
had mastered the timing and effort required and Finn, surprised, came,
came, and then came again.  After her fourth climax, Finn said, "Uncle,"
and Deb lifted her face, now shiny wet with Finn, with a big smile.  They
rested until Finn sat up a bit and then flipped Deb over.  Finn had had
enough of Deb in control.

   Finn set herself between Deb's legs and swirled her tongue over Deb's
clitoris.  She did it slowly and, just as slowly, you could see Deb getting
turned on.  Deb's hands went to her nipples and she started pulling them,
harder and harder.  She then came but silently, her eyes closed and her
face looking as if she were shouting, her head tipped back.  Finn had never
seen a girl climax without a sound but didn't doubt that the climax had
shaken Deb to her core.

   After waiting a minute or so, Finn resumed licking and Deb, who had
reddened the first time Finn had brought her, started to get even more
flushed.  Finn brought her to the edge again but this time slipped
fingers--one, two, three, four and then five.  Deb made a sound this time
as Finn pushed in and out.  And when Finn made a fist inside Deb and
started twisting it, Deb moaned loudly and then, seemed to levitate over
the bed and climaxed, this time making the shout that she had somehow
suppressed before.  I had tried fisting Deb but, while I could get my hand
in easily, it was too small to really send Deb over the edge.  Finn had no
such problem, and brought Deb several times.  This time, they both turned
on their stomachs and it was thrilling to see those two asses side by side,
each with dimples above and twin perfection below.

   Much more happened.  I joined the two of them and both Deb and Finn had
their first girl threesome.  Each of us learned the possibilities of twenty
fingers, two mouths, and two tongues.  Again I wished I had the video
camera.  But we would slowly introduce the idea of videotaping to Deb. 
There was plenty of time.

   Chapter Six: Bart and Donny (and Finn)

   Donny was one of Bart's best friends.  He and Bart had been riding their
motorcycles two days before and Bart had taken a bad fall, luckily on
grass. He was a throbbing bruise of pain, moving with great difficulty. 
They were spending the night at Donny's, which they had done dozens of
times.  That night, they stripped down (neither wore pajamas) and got into
the twin beds at Donny's.  Then Donny, who had been taking night classes to
be a masseur, told Bart that he could probably work out some of Bart's
soreness.  Bart said "that would be great" and he turned on the bedside
lamp, and flipped over on his stomach.

   Donny shook his head at Bart's well-defined back muscles, reached for
the oil and began rubbing Bart's shoulders, then back.  This went on for
about twenty-five minutes and Bart was so relaxed he made a boiled noodle
look hard.  Donny asked, "Do you want me to do your legs?"

   "Sure.  I'm feeling better by the minute."

   Donny removed the sheet that had been covering Bart's lower half and
poured some of the oil on the back of Bart's legs.  He started at the top
of Bart's ass and slowly ran his hands down Bart's leg to his ankle.  Then
he rubbed Bart's foot for a good five minutes.  Then he did the same to
Bart's other leg and foot.  Donny noticed that Bart's breathing had changed
a bit.  Donny carefully rerubbed all of Bart's back, slowly trailing his
fingers over Bart's asshole.  Now came the moment of truth.

   "OK--turn over."

   "What?"

   "Turn over."

   "Uh--I can't."

   "Why not?"

   There was a long pause and then Bart said, "Uh--I just can't."

   "Do you hurt too much to turn over?  I could help."

   "No Damn it.........I can't turn over because I've got a hard on."

   Another long pause and then Donny said, "No problem....I've got one
too."

   Now Donny, as he continued rubbing Bart's thighs, waited for Bart's
reaction .  There were, however, way too many negative scenarios--anything
from Bart's beating the shit out of him and then tossing him out the window
to Bart's not beating the shit out of him and still throwing him out the
window to God only knows what else.  They were now officially in the land
of the unknown.  Donny kept rubbing.  He realized he was holding his
breath.

   And then Bart reacted unexpectedly.  He slowly turned over.  His eyes
were shut--as if he didn't want to know--and his cock was hard and lying on
his stomach.  What could Donny think except to take this as an invitation?
He immediately started rubbing Bart's stomach and chest, swirling oil on
Bart's upper half.  As he rubbed Bart's chest down to his waist, he several
times made brief contact with Bart's erection, which Donny watched swell,
throb and move, standing up from his body.  Donny then started at Bart's
toes and worked up his inner thighs.  When he reached those inner thighs,
Bart's cock engorged and stood out again.

   Having rubbed Bart's front for a good 45 minutes, Donny lightly took
Bart's cock in his left hand and drizzled oil along it.  He lightly moved
the fingers of his right hand along the underside of Bart's erection,
moving back and forth several times on the underside of his cockhead.  This
time he could feel Bart swell and throb.  Donny was almost too turned on to
think.  He slowly closed both hands over Bart's cock and first lightly--and
then more forcefully--started to twist his hands around.  Bart still had
his eyes closed but his breathing had changed dramatically.  He was
starting to lose control.  Donny's own hardon swelled and lifted.

   And then Donny leaned down and put Bart's cock into his mouth, going
down and down, and finally Bart could stand it no longer and thrust up into
Donny's mouth.  He was shocked to feel Donny's mouth on his public bone,
which meant that his entire cock had somehow disappeared into Donny's
mouth. With that feeling Bart couldn't help himself.  He looked down and
saw that Donny had somehow swallowed his entire cock.  This had never
happened before.  And then Donny did it again and again and Bart reclosed
his eyes.  Bart then thrust up several times into Donny's mouth, Donny
sucked very hard and Bart was brought as well as he'd ever been.

   After a little while, Bart opened his eyes and found himself looking
directly into Donny's eyes.

   Bart said, "Uh, I'm not really sure what to say?  Are you gay?"

   "Right--and all those double dates we went on were all faked."

   "Some of them were damned good fakes."

   "That's because they were real.  I'm bisexual.  I love girls and I love
guys."

   "I don't understand why my gaydar didn't pick you up."

   "Yeah--I thought you'd figure it out when you realized my IPod was
filled with nothing but show tunes, or you noticed the many pictures of
Barbra Streisand on my room wall or the fact that I'm so interested in
interior design."

   "OK--that's all pure bullshit."

   "Exactly....I'm the same guy you've known for ten years.  I just have
some things about me you didn't know."

   "Like you give an amazing blow job."

   "Yes--that too.  I've been wanting to do that to you since we were
twelve."

   Bart asked, "How do I know you'll respect me in the morning?" at which
they both laughed.

   Donny then said, "So here's the deal.  I would more than anything love
to do what we just did again and again.  But I know this is all new to you.
So I won't make another first move.  The balls--as they say--are in your
court."

   And they went to sleep in their respective beds.

   The next Morning, Bart and Donny were normal to each other for the most
part and Bart just said to himself that it was a one-time thing.

   But Bart's imagination had some other ideas.  When Bart was sound
asleep, he would dream of how it felt to sink his cock--all of his
cock--into Donny's mouth.  How would he describe it?  It was like feeling
your cock sink into one mouth and then, where it was usually over, sink
into a second tighter mouth.  And thinking about that, he often woke to
find that he had in fact climaxed in his bed.  Been a long time since that
happened.  But it happened three times in four days.

   In classes, he found his mind wandering and he thought about Bart's
hands on his body and exactly how that made him feel.  Then he would get a
hardon, which he absolutely did not want to have.  He would talk forcefully
to himself, he would hold his breath, and his cock would go down until his
mind started to move back to that night.  It was becoming a problem--having
to sometimes wait three or four minutes before he could walk to his next
class.

   He saw Donny in gym class on Thursday afternoon and because they had
helped the coach clean off the field, they ended up being the last people
showering.  Bart tried not to look over but found he couldn't help himself.
And as he watched Donny's athletic body, he felt his hard-on growing.  And
then Donny looked over and saw Bart's erection and he, too, got hard.  But
Bart shook his head hard and walked away, needing to get dressed and out of
there.  He was so horny when he got home he masturbated three times, but
each time he climaxed, he pictured himself coming into Donny's mouth.  He
wanted to scream.

   Finn received the brunt of his horniness, and she didn't care where it
came from.  It was a gift from heaven.  She did wonder why he seemed so
intense and yet somehow so unfocused in their lovemaking.  She had no way
of knowing, of course, that Bart was simply trying to reinforce his
heterosexuality.  He would be spent after one of these sessions and fall
asleep beside Finn and suddenly there would be Donny's mouth--in his
brain's high-definition picture--swallowing him.

   One night sleeping beside Finn in her bed, he was in the middle of a his
main fantasy, his cock disappearing into Donny's mouth.  Bart could feel
himself getting more and more turned on.  In the dream he reached out to
touch Donny's head, found it, and then had a huge technicolor orgasm, He
sat bolt upright, realized where he was and then noticed that he had just
climaxed into Finn's mouth.  At some point she had attached herself to his
cock and was still sucking.  He felt as embarrassed as if he had been
caught cheating.

   Finn was meanwhile very aroused.  She said, "Bart, that was something.
You were huffing and grabbing and I thought you wanted to make love but
when I looked around, you were sound asleep.  But I could see what was
happening so I attached myself to the place where it was going to happen.
And boy did it.  I think that must be some sort of record.  So what was the
fantasy?  Because lover, we could do it again right now, if you wanted to."

   Bart stonewalled a bit and finally said that it was a blow job he was
dreaming about but gave no more details, which was very unlike him.  Finn
said, "I get it.  It was a fantasy and not about me.  That's OK--that's
what fantasies are for.  But remember, I can be anyone's mouth or cunt or
ass you need me to be--so long as you get off.  And keep whoever it is in
mind because I'm now thinking of everyone as a potential partner for me,
you and Anna."

   "Everyone?"

   "Everyone.  I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking at guys too.  There
are some real studs around, although most of them are dumb as roofing tiles
and might easily blab about us, which I don't want.  But Anna and I
wouldn't ask you to do anything you didn't want to.  But two guys and
me--two tongues, two cocks, four hands--hard not to get turned on over that
scenario.  Anna wants to watch, participate, whatever.  But not before
you're ready."

   At that moment, Bart came within a millimater of telling Finn what and
who he was really dreaming about but fought down the admission.  It did
not, however, seem as if Finn would see Bart as less a man if he had sex
with another guy, a thought which he filed.

   Bart hoped that in time his fantasies would slowly go away but he wasn't
finding that to be the case.  He continued to have wet dreams and daydreams
over the thought of Donny's throat tightening around his cock.  It was very
bothersome and Bart finally saw that it had to be dealt with.  But he was a
little unsure how to go about dealng with it.  He didn't feel he could ask
Donny on a date--the idea repelled him--although that's what he wanted.  He
ended up asking four friends--including Donny--over to his house to watch
an NBA game on Saturday night.  Everyone arrived, everyone had a few
beers--Bart maybe two or three more than anyone else.  He tried to act
normal (and quickly found that you can't act normal when you are trying to
act normal).  When everyone got up to leave, Bart asked Donny to hold back.
Donny had a questioning look on his face but he put his jacket aside and
waited.

   After everyone had left, Bart haltingly explained what was going on--the
fantasies, the daydreams, the wet dreams, etc.  "I can't seem to get you
and your mouth off my mind.  I didn't think I had any gay tendencies in me
at all but now I'm not so sure." And with that Bart reached out for Donny's
crotch, finding him already hard.  They came together--not to kiss because
Bart wasn't quite ready for that--but to hold each other.  Bart was
unprepared for the emotion in this simple act.  And Donny was both shocked
and delighted.  Bart said to Donny, "I hope this is a good first move,
because I don't have any other ideas."

   Donny said, "It'll do just fine.  Let's move to the bedroom.  I think I
know what you're after." When they were in Bart's room, Donny stepped
forward, undid the top button on Bart's jeans, and they hit the ground
around his bare feet.  Bart never wore underwear--he and Finn were alike in
that respect.  He pulled Bart's T-shirt over his head and then stepped
back, drinking Bart in and removing his own clothes.  Bart was already hard
and bobbing, his body tense, striking in its smooth muscularity.  Donny
licked his hand and reached out to cup Bart's cock in his right hand,
rubbing it lightly.  Bart then surprised himself--and Donny--by returning
the favor.  For a few minutes they stroked each other as cocks swelled,
breathing became faster and they drew even closer as they continued to pull
on each other.  Then Donny pushed Bart back on his bed, sitting, and got on
his knees between Bart's legs.  He wanted Bart to watch it all this time.

   After some licking , Donny put Bart in his mouth, moved backward and
forward slowly, and then swallowed Bart's hardon.  Bart's eyes closed at
that.  moaning.  Donny moved his head, which caused Bart's cock to go in
and out of Donny's throat.  And then Donny stopped, took a breath, and then
once more swallowed Bart, this time moving more purposefully.  Donny
reached between Bart's legs to find his asshole.  At this point Bart was
breathing raggedly and moving his hips toward Donny's mouth.  And then in
quick succession, Donny went all the way down, came up and sucked, put his
finger in Bart's asshole and Bart climaxed loudly into Donny's mouth.  He
lay down and Donny lay down beside him.  Donny could see that Bart was
still hard.

   Donny asked, "You're amazing.  Where would you like to go from here?"

   "I have no idea.  If Finn got me this turned on, I'd screw her blind."

   "We can do that." Donny reached over to pants and wallet, pulled out a
rubber, which turned out to be too small for Bart.  Luckily Donny had an
assortment and came up with another which fit perfectly.  In the same
pocket, Donny pulled out a small bottle of lubricant (it never hurts to be
prepared, Donny thought) and readied himself to be invaded.  Donny had
clearly been more prepared for this than Bart.  Donny put two pillows under
his hips, laid down on his stomach and told Bart to "screw me blind."

   Bart moved more quickly than he had to because he was really turned on
and because he thought if he didn't do this quickly, he might not do it at
all.

   Bart slowly moved his cock into Donny, inch by inch, until he was
entirely in.  Then he slowly pulled out, as Donny said, "Oh my God" several
times.  Then there were some shorter thrusts as the lubricant spread around
and then, longer and faster thrusts.  Donny continued to say "My God" as
Bart pushed into him.  Bart didn't understand it but he found Donny's ass
tighter than either Anna's or Finn's and he took full advantage of that,
coming in about fifteen full strokes.  They washed, came back to the bed
and lay down again.  Bart breathing heavily.  They had their arms around
each other and Bart said to himself, "what the hell?" knelt and put Donny's
cock in his mouth, which made it swell to the point that it actually opened
Bart's mouth a bit.

   Bart had had enough blow jobs to know the do's and don'ts.  He kept his
teeth out of the way, started sucking, and slid his tongue down Donny's
cock.  Then Bart pulled Donny's cock deep inside his mouth but when it hit
the back wall of his mouth, Bart gagged a bit and he began to appreciate
just how special Donny's talent was.  Bart started using his hands and
favorite grip as well, which caused Donny to swell dangerously.  Donny was
breathing a little erratically and he suddenly pulled the back of Bart's
head so that his cock would be more deeply in Bart's mouth.  Bart had to
fight this a bit because he was afraid he might choke, which would
certainly spoil the mood.  And in a very short while, Donny shuddered four
times and Bart's mouth was suddenly filled with sperm.  Surprisingly, he
was not bothered by this.  Bart moved it around on his tongue, and
swallowed it in two gulps.  He looked up to see Donny, poleaxed with
satisfaction.

   Donny said, "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for that.  It's
a fantasy brought to life."

   Donny pulled Bart, who was still kneeling, up to him and brought their
mouths together.  And Bart reacted as if this were the most natural thing
in the world because, at that moment, it was.  And then, both nude, they
lay down together and continued to kiss and hold each other.  Bart thought
for a second that this was how Finn and Anna had gotten started.  He asked
Donny about how come his ass was so tight--tighter than others he knew. 
Donny answered that he knew how to tighten it without hurting the person or
himself.  He said he could make it so tight that Bart would come in under
three strokes.

   Bart said, "I think we are really going to surprise Finn."

   "We?"

   "Yep--she's been talking about a threesome with another guy but she said
only when I'm ready.  I guess I am."

   Donny said, "I'd be happy to help you and Finn in any way I can" and
then he laughed aloud, as did Bart.

   It happened that weekend.  Bart and Donny showed up at Finn's.  Finn was
a little surprised to see Donny and wondered what was going on.  They then
smoked a joint and did a gram and a half of cocaine.  And Finn suddenly
didn't care a bit about that they had in mind.  And when Donny and Bart
dropped their clothes, Finn was happy to see two erections and then four as
her nipples perked.

   "Nice," she said.  Why don't you guys come over here and lie down on
either side of me?" Bart and Donny were quickly there beside her.  She
reached into herself to bring up lubricant for each cock and then started a
25-minute hand job that was hard to believe--hard because in order to last
that long, Finn had to keep them from coming, which meant she had to
read--with her hands and eyes--when one of them was going to climax and
ease off a bit.  This meant that Finn had to use her hands independently--I
suppose you could say she was ambisextrous.  But after 25 minutes, both
Bart and Donny were begging her for climax, which she accomplished in about
five strokes.  They came together and sprayed the bed all around them. 
They lay there spent.  Donny was no longer hard but Bart--Old Faithful--
was ready for more.  Finn was still dressed and letting them rest, she went
into the bathroom and changed into the negligee that was more easily
experienced than explained.  It made her seem more nude than nude and it
only came to her crotch--so that as she walked back in the bedroom, many of
her best parts were showing.  Both Donny and Bart took large breaths as
Finn stood there.  Then Bart ripped the negligee off her and Finn wondered,
"What next?"

   There wasn't much of a wait.  Donny saw Bart's erection and put his
mouth on it.  Finn watched with incredulity as Donny suddenly buried Bart's
entire cock in his mouth.  Finn was shocked and leaned forward to watch
what was happening.  Finn was totally unprepared for how turned on she way
watching Donny and Bart have sex.  She couldn't help from touching herself
and she wasn't doing it lightly.  She thought for a second this was why
Bart got so turned on from watching the tapes of herself and Anna.  It was
two for the price of one.  As Bart came dramatically after about four
minutes, so did Finn.  Finn had two thoughts--one, she knew who Bart's blow
job fantasy was all about and 2) how the hell Donny could do what she had
just seen?

   Donny and Finn and Bart rested for a second on the bed.  Bart asked Deb,
"How would you like to do something a little different?" Finn looked at him
as if she were disappointed, saying, "Lover, don't talk about it--just do
it." So Bart lay down, pulled Finn on top of him, and inserted himself.  He
looked up to say, "OK--this starts by you doing the work." So Donny got to
watch Finn move her beautifully rounded ass repeatedly impaling itself on
Bart's cock.  If you looked closely, however, it was not really moving in
her ass but in the hole directly below.  Finn continued thrusting, her
breathing getting louder, moans rising, and Bart pulled her down so she was
lying almost flat on Bart.  Bart looked up and said, "My turn." Now Deb
wasn't moving.  Bart started thrusting up into her.  This meant her ass was
very visible.  Donny reached down with the lubricant and generously applied
it to her asshole.  Finn, very turned on at this point, muttered, "Good
idea" with her eyes closed.  She later told me she assumed that Donny would
just be using his fingers.  But Donny had something else in mind.  Donny
stepped behind Finn and then lowered himself so his legs were outside
Bart's and he was directly behind Finn.  He moved forward and he felt
Bart's balls moving under his own.  Then Finn raised her head and moaned
more loudly as Donny filled her asshole and slowly thrusted.  "Even
better," she whispered.

   The position created different sensations for each of the three.  Finn
had never had double penetration and was savoring the combined sensations,
even though she could feel some stretching between her two openings.  Bart
was definitely hitting her clitoris.  Bart and Donny, on the other hand,
having never done this, were unprepared for the fact they could each feel
the other's balls rubbing against each other in a very sensitive way.  Nor
were they ready to feel each other's cocks moving in Finn's adjoining
entryways.  Whatever feeling it created, the rubbing and nudging brought
Donny and Bart to an even greater arousal.  They started thrusting more
quickly and deeply.  Finn was the first to come in a series of guttural
semi-shrieks.  She later told me that her orgasm was not only intense but
it had come from somewhere very deep within her; Finn said it was as if all
the nerves inside her hips decided to get together and throw a huge party.
Then Donny, deep inside her, came and then Bart.  And then there were three
very satisfied people in the new position, shuddering once, twice, again

   Donny moved off to wash himself and Finn moved so that she pulled Bart's
erection out.  She rolled to her left, on her back, and then Bart moved up
beside her.  They lay there, breathing heavily and shaking their heads. 
Donny returned from the bathroom and lay on Finn's other side.  Finn turned
her head back and forth and said, "That was a great idea--whatever my
expectations were, you've wildly exceeded them.  I'd do that anytime. 
Right now if you wanted to."



   Chapter Seven: Fivesome

   Deb surprised us in several weeks by asking to join in one of our naked
weekends.  I asked her, "You do know that Bart will be there?" And she said
"Yes, of course, and part of the reason I want to come is to see Bart and
Finn make love.  I can't imagine what that would be like."

   "Thinking about switching orientations?"

   "Of course not.  But the only straight sex I've ever seen has been in
movies--where they really don't show anything--and a few bad porn
films--where they are more interested in facials than in making love.  I'm
sure watching those two would be a very different experience.  But please
ask Bart if it's alright for me to be unavailable to him.  I don't want to
screw up what you three have got going."

   We asked Bart immediately and he said that he thought he could control
himself enough to not rape Deb, especially when there were so many other
opportunities.

   Came Friday night and Finn, Bart and I appeared first, our clothes
dropping several seconds after we were in Finn's bedroom.  Deb arrived
last. We had no idea how shy she was but were pleasantly surprised to see
her nude in just over the time it had taken us.  And there was that body,
tall, curvy and muscular.

   Bart turned to Finn and they met together in the middle of her bedroom.
They hugged, kissed and Finn reached down to hold his cock and keep Bart
from poking her.  The kissing went on and Deb and I watched with great
interest.  Then Finn quickly went down on her knees and she started
sucking, roughly pushing in and out and caressing Bart's balls as she did
so.

   Deb and I were watching but our hands were busy.  We were sitting side
by side, Deb to my right.  I was using my right hand to stroke Deb and she
was using her left hand to stroke me.  I hoped that she was feeling at
least half as good as she was making me feel with two fingers.

   Bart's knees trembled, his eyes were shut and Finn continued to suck. 
The sucking sounds were the loudest noises in the bedroom, with Deb's and
my moaning about half as loud.  Then Bart's knees buckled again and he
filled Finn's mouth.  While she sucked more lightly, Deb and I both came.

   Then Finn pushed the still-hard Bart back on the bed and hopped aboard.
And then Deb and I watched as the sexual vision of Bart and Finn played
itself out.  Finn was on top, the only one moving, her back moving
sinuously, her ass pulling Bart's cock in and then expelling it out, going
deeper and deeper as she thrusted faster.  Deb and I watched her great ass
moving back and forth.  And then Finn came very loudly (no other way for
Finn) and then Bart climaxed and, as we watched, semen came pouring out of
Finn.

   I Was so turned on that I immediately rose and walked over to the big
bed and lay down on Finn's other side.  As Finn turned to me and we kissed,
Deb looked on with interest.  And then she got up and moved over to one of
the chairs, sat down and continued to watch the two of us moving together.

   I was on the bed, my head and right hand buried between Finn's legs, my
left hand stroking her breasts..  She was breathing most heavily, always a
preview to explosion.  To my left I could see Deb on our smaller bed,
watching us and idly stroking herself.  Bart was on the single bed mattress
we usually had on the floor.  He also was watching and stroking, not with
strong intent but it was clear he was very turned on.  Donny was watching
everything and it was very clear he was aroused but hard to determine which
bodies he was most excited over.  After Finn started to climax in spasms, I
watched as Bart and Deb, scoping each other out, suddenly made eye contact.


   Deb had told me she had never met a male who could maintain eye contact
with her.  She had never figured on Bart, though, who easily did so, having
had a great deal of practice with Finn, who averted her eyes for no living
creature.  I once saw her stare down a cat (try that some time.).  The two
of them focused on each other and it was clear there was something passing
between them.  Finn had started to calm down and I whispered to her, "I
think you're going to want to watch this." She rolled over, noted the eye
contact between Deb and Bart and wondered what would happen.

   Bart and Deb had been looking in each other's eyes for a good three or
four minutes.  Neither had stopped stroking themselves.  It was as if a
Star Trek tractor beam was holding them both in place.  And then, in one
fluid movement, Deb stood up to her full height and walked gracefully over
to Bart, still concentrating on his eyes.  Deb was suddenly at the foot of
the mattress.  Bart held her gaze and did not move.  And then Deb shocked
both me and Finn.  She stepped up, moved to Bart's mattress, positioned
herself directly above Bart, her legs outside his, and then descended with
the elegance of a crane.  She was then very close to Bart; the tractor beam
seemed to be on full power.

   Deb reached down and, without breaking eye contact, started stroking
Bart's cock.  I was flabbergasted because she had told me she had never had
sex with a guy.  Deb reached down and slowly inserted Bart's cock into
herself.  I wondered crazily if she still had her maidenhead.  At the same
time she reached up and grabbed Bart's hands and pushed and held them to
the ground.  Always a top, I thought to myself.  Bart showed more
sensitivity than I would have expected.  He didn't move, which would
probably have scared Deb off.  But this was a game he had played before
with Finn, who sometimes just 'wanted to rape him,' without his moving.

   We were watching them from the side so we had a clear view of Deb's ass
descending, taking Bart in vaginally, a little at a time, inch by inch, up
and down, changing the rhythms and the depth as she did so.  This went on
for a good ten minutes, Bart still not moving.  Deb was now sinking Bart
into her more deeply and with greater speed.  So much for the question
about her maidenhead.  His cock was now heavily coated with her lubricant.
And then, with a huffing breath, she started to climax, making a stacato
sound like, "Cuh, cuh.  cuh, cuh, cuh." Her breathing was loud and she
stayed sitting with Bart deep inside her.  After a minute or so, Deb sat up
straight again and then, moving to her own rhythms once more, her great ass
rose and fell over Bart's cock.  Again he did not move.  Again she climaxed
with the staccato soundtrack, this time louder.  And then she stopped.  Eye
contact had been maintained throughout, although both of them had some
difficulty doing so.  Deb rested.

   And then Bart, who had not come, tentatively and slowly thrust up into
Deb, who moved her eyes in surprise but did not leap off him.  Bart moved
very carefully, but within a few minutes was quickly sinking himself into
her.  His thrusting was Bart-like, not Deb's delicate pumping.  But she
began to respond and suddenly closed her eyes.  As she did so, Bart lifted
her arms so that, even if he was still on the bottom, he was now in
control. Bart got into the rhythm that both Finn and I knew well and we
were curious if this time he would climax as well.  Because after five or
six minutes of deep and rapid thrusting, Deb started to come, this time
even more loudly than before.  Her body shuddered and she loudly took the
Lord's name in vain several times and then collapsed over Bart's body.  And
maybe thirty seconds later, Bart, who had not stopped thrusting, climaxed
and gave a great yell.  The two of them rested their heads together.  There
had been no kissing and no words exchanged between them--just a generous
collection of bodily fluids.

   At this point, Deb looked exhausted but Bart did not (we knew more about
his stamina than Deb did).  He gently pushed Deb back and up.  They were
both now standing.  He stepped close to her and suddenly lifted her body in
his arms (no small feat).  Finn and I hastily got off the bed as Bart
carefully carried Deb over and lay her down.  And then Bart unexpectedly
showed genius.  Bart put her down and moved to her right side.  If you
think of an upside down T, with Deb the vertical line and Bart the
horizontal one slightly below her, you have their position.  Bart then
moved his right leg over Deb's left, which gave him a great thrusting
angle. Deb offered no complaint as Bart thrust into her from the side.  The
position was perfect because it allowed Bart to both thrust and lightly
stroke Deb's clitoris with his fingers.  Deb had kept her eyes closed to
this point but, as her breathing became more choppy, she opened them,
looking once more into Bart's eyes.  Bart was now thrusting vigorously into
Deb while his fingers lightly moved over her pleasure center.  She was now
making a great deal of noise, calling for God once more and then she seemed
to be speaking in tongues as both of them shuddered, shuddered, and then
shuddered again.

   Standing and watching this, Finn and I were very turned on and just
shook our heads.  Bart and Deb lay there for a second, spent, and then Bart
got up a bit and leaned down to give Deb a very light kiss on the lips, to
which she responded.  They rested until finally they looked over at us and
we carefully sat down on the bed with the two of them.

   Finn, half joking, then said to Deb, "So was it good for you?"

   Glazed eyes looked over and Deb said, "It was...exhilarating."

   Finn said, "Yeah, half the neighborhood could hear your exhilaration."
And then we all laughed.

   I asked Deb, "Does this mean you're now bi or that Bart has somehow made
you straight?"

   Deb said, "Nah, I'm still into girls.  I've invested too much in
exploring the lay of the land."

   I turned to Finn, saying, "I'm the lay of the land."

   And Finn said, "I've often thought of you that way." At which all five
of us again howled in laughter.

   A few minutes later, Finn said to Deb, "Well, if you're going to
experiment, it's always good to try the best."

   Deb said, "Hard to disagree.  You have to understand that my experience
with guys was limited to those who thought foreplay was three beers and
fumbling under my skirt.  This was the first time I actually got to have
sex with a guy on my own terms.  And once I'd done that (Finn reminded her
that it was twice), I happily let Bart do what he wanted to do.  Although
I'd have to say that he made me very satisfied as well."

   Finn said, "Do you think you'll ever do it again?" and Deb thought for a
while and said, "I certainly think that's a possibility.  In fact, if you
didn't mind Finn, I'd like to make Bart my....hobby." We all laughed again
and Finn said,"I'm sure Bart would love to be your hobby." And Bart said,
"Absolutely.  And I'll always let you make the first move." And Deb,
surprisingly, said, "Oh, I think we're past that, don't you?" And held out
her fist for Bart to bump.  Then Donny and I pushed Bart back on the bed,
Finn amd Debby watching.



   Chapter Eight: Lessons, a Porn Flick and Belinda

   One naked Saturday afternoon, all of us were sitting and talking.  Deb
was sitting on the floor against Finn's bed, legs spread.  She looked over
at Bart, who looked back, and suddenly the tractor beam between them took
hold.  Bart walked over and knelt between Deb's legs and started using his
tongue, causing Deb to squirm in joy.  Finn looked up and realized she
could, on her back, put her head between Bart's legs and get at his cock,
unsurprisingly very hard.  She did so, Suddenly there were different
sucking sounds and now Bart moaned in pleasure.  I saw that I could
similarly put my head between Finn's legs and did so.  Suddenly there were
three people squirming.  I was sucking Finn when Donny, who'd been quiet,
lay down under me and started to lick some wonderful nerves.  We were now
in kind of a circle.  Deb looked up, saw what was going on, and reached for
Donny, whose cock she was just able to grab and to which she now tightly
used her hand up-and-downishly.  Hard to say how long this all
talk--probably 25 minutes but we all wanted it to go on for hours.  The
sounds were wonderful--sucking, slurping, and moaning.  But, as they say,
all good things must come to an end.  In this case the end was spectacular.
Deb came, then Bart, then Finn, then me.  The room was suddenly filled with
hormones.  After their climaxing was over, Deb was able to focus on Donny
and he ended up coming in a rush.  We had just done a classic daisy chain.
My only regret was that we hadn't captured it on film but of course there
was no one who could have filmed it.  We were all participating.

   As we all calmed down, Finn asked Donny a question about deep
throating--could it be learned?  Donny said it could be taught to certain
people.  Finn wanted to know how long it might take to learn and Donny
said, "Depending on the person, about four weeks." Finn then said, "OK
Donny.  Sign me up." I told them that I also would be there for the
lessons, which begun that first Tuesday.  We showed up and Donny walked us
both through it.  It wasn't a bad deal for him--two girls sucking on
him--tag- team delight.

   Those who deep throat either don't have a gag response (there are some
wonderful people out there who were born with--or without--this).  Others
had to learn how to overcome their gag reflex.  I have read erotic stories
on the internet that described guys teaching deep throating in under 5
minutes.  That's a crock.  If all those guys who fantasized about it being
done to them would actually try it themselves, there would be much less
foolishness about it and much less pressure on females.

   Finn and I worked with Donny for three weeks and I never could get past
the point where his cock was in position to swallow.  This sounds simple
but for me, it was like trying to swallow a railroad tie.  I never really
got it--twice I blew chunks, barely making it to the bathroom, but Finn
(wouldn't you know?) got it after about three weeks and was getting better
and better, to judge by how violently Donny was coming.  There was no
actual graduation ceremony but the next naked weekend, Finn surprised Bart
with her new skill, then did him again, and then did him again.  It was a
tribute to Finn, Bart and Donny.

   We had started to film again and Deb, after having been guaranteed that
she could destroy the film if she wanted to, saw herself with Finn and then
only wanted a copy because of how hot it was.  When Deb and Finn kissed, it
was hot.  When they brought each other again and again, it was art, pure
and simple.  Perfect asses, breasts, backs and fronts moving in a pas de
deux that went on for several hours and was, by all our accounting, far too
short.  Deb and Finn were now experts on each other's bodies

   During this period, there was still sex on the outside of the group and
a few wonderful experiences.  Every year the school sent the Junior class
to a water park.  Finn showed up wearing a tiny thong bikini.  When she was
told she couldn't wear it, she simply removed it and tossed it at the
school administrator, who caught it and spent a good two minutes looking at
her body.  Then he returned the thong, had her put it on (apparently it was
ok to wear if you were getting thrown out) and ushered her first to the
changing room and then back on their bus.  I'm surprised some of the older
men at the park (whose faces approached a shade of reddish purple) didn't
die of heart attacks.  I'm sure the nude Finn was one of the great sights
in their lives.

   Finn was also "experimenting" with other people to bring into the group.
That may have been one of her purposes, but it was also an opportunity to
screw someone she was attracted to.  Before Bart, Finn had been a total
sexual aggressor, with a kind of guy attitude.  If she liked a male, she
wiggled her ass, crooked her finger and then, when the guy came closer, she
took him.  Depending on how he did in her bed, Finn would decide whether to
hook up with him again.  Most of the guys talked about that night with
reverence to their friends, which bothered Finn not a bit, as she was the
one doing the selecting.  No guy ever even tried to ask her out.  She knew
many people thought she was a slut, but unlike the majority of teen-aged
girls, she frankly didn't care.  She saw her sexual life as her own
business.  And she certainly had a head for business.

   These days her sexual opportunities had been doubled as she was looking
for both males and females.  One day at the main campus, she hit pay dirt.
Finn took a social studies course there and she was showing up for that
class, which had forty people, when she came across three guys teasing a
girl with an angelic face and too large glasses.  Finn got mad, turned to
the three boys and said, at the top of her voice, "Fuck off you scum
sucking assholes." Finn in full fury was not a force to be denied.  The
three guys moved off and Finn turned to check on the girl and noticed that
she was in too-large clothing, had horrible posture, but when she gave Finn
a smile, it was glorious.  They introduced themselves--Finn Styles, Belinda
McGuire--and Finn noticed Belinda was having trouble maintaining eye
contact and barely spoke above a whisper.  She did lean in to Finn and
thanked her quietly for getting rid of the three guys.

   Finn went back to her house with some questions and found that Debby had
the answers.  Deb said that Belinda had been in her gym class but was very
strange.  When they all took showers, Belinda headed for the furthest
shower area, covering herself with a towel and not looking at the other
girls' faces or bodies.  Deb did say, though, that she had twice caught
Belinda showering while standing straight up and said she had the sort of
body that requires worship.  Finn wanted to know why she was so weird and
Deb said, "The story I heard was that her mother had wanted to become a nun
and then got pregnant.  While she was raising Belinda, she preached sins,
hell and damnation and taught Belinda to be very very modest and religious.
Unfortunately her mother died when Belinda was eleven.  Belinda was left to
her own religious upbringing and seemingly dedicated her life to her
Mother. Belinda had been shaped as an instrument of God, which was not a
good fit in a contemporary high school.  It was clear that she had no other
role model

   Finn had heard what she needed to--Belinda had a great body.  She
decided to help Belinda move from the nineteeth to the twenty-first century
and in the process to seduce her.  Deb and I laughed--it seemed an
impossible task and we told Finn so.  All Finn said was, "Would you bet
against me?" She had us there.

   So when Finn went to the main campus, she found out Belinda's free
periods and where she studied--the library.  Three times Finn went there
and sat a few tables off.  Each time she established eye contact with
Belinda and Belinda nodded at her.  Finn then could see that Belinda was
never coming over and so on the fourth week, Finn sat directly across from
her and started a quiet conversation.  Belinda replied but in the whispery
voice.  It took four more times for Belinda to accept Finn's presennce and
then Finn was almost shocked to get an invitation from Belinda.  Or a kind
of invitation.  Belinda said one afternoon as her study hour ended, "My dad
suggested I should ask you over."

   Finn said, "Sure.  Are we talking about dinner?  A sleepover, what?"
Belinda had not thought the invitation through but trying to act as if she
had, she said, "a sleepover." And Finn's engine started turning over.

   Came the Friday and there Finn was, knocking on Belinda's door. 
Belinda's father, in his early forties, answered the door and was genuinely
glad to see Finn.  He told her he had really wanted to meet one of
Belinda's friends.  Dinner was pleasant--Belinda was as calm and outgoing
as Finn had ever seen her.  The three of them watched a movie and then, at
around 10:00, went up to Belinda's bedroom.  Finn didn't know what to
expect in Belinda's bedroom but was still surprised to see about six
crucifixes on the wall with a particularly lurid one over her bed.  There
were no posters, no clothes on the floor.  Finn couldn't help thinking that
it looked like a nun's cell.

   Finn was curious about what Belinda did for fun, and she asked about
music, dancing, movies, tv shows, plays and everything else she could think
of.  Belinda said no to each question and then Finn just said, "Belinda,
what do you do for fun?"

   "Not much, I guess.  I do read a great deal."

   "What is your favorite book?"

   "To Kill a Mockingbird."

   Finn thought that was not a bad choice, and luckily she had read it. 
That got them through the next 45 minutes and then Finn said, "Do you mind
if I take a shower?" Belinda said, "no" and Finn stood up, peeled off her
T-shirt and dropped her jeans shorts and was nude.  Belinda was so
surprised that she blurted out, "Why don't you wear underwear?" And Finn
said, "Because I like the way clothes feel against my skin." Then Belinda,
blushing, quickly shut the bedroom door (which Finn hadn't bothered to
think about) and then turned back, careful to not look at Finn.  Finn said,
"Did I do something wrong?" Belinda said, "I'm very modest.  I was taught
that nudity was a very private affair."

   "But you're the only one here, we're both females.  What's the problem?"
Belinda writhed a little and said, "None, I guess."

   Finn said, "Belinda, Look at me.  I like being looked at so it will be
no problem."Belinda--ever so slowly--made eye contact with Finn, who moved
her arms in such a way that it made Belinda look down, now did look at her
body.  Finn then said, "What do you think?" And Belinda said, quietly,
"You're very beautiful."

   Finn took her shower and then bopped out of the bathroom to find Belinda
in what looked like a sleeping bag with arms.  When Finn started to get
into bed, Belinda said, "why don't you wear Paj---Oh, I know, you like the
way the it feels against your skin."

   "Absolutely."

   And then they fell asleep.  Finn woke first in the morning, to find
Belinda's arm around her.  Not only that but Belinda's hand was resting
lightly on Finn's breast.  "This should be interesting," Finn thought.  So
she didn't move but she could then felt Belinda wake up and realize where
her hand was.  Finn was curious about what she would do.  And then Belinda
truly surprised Finn.  She lightly moved her finger around Finn's nipple,
which Finn could feel hardening and lifting, and then ran her fingers over
the nipple itself.  Only then did she lightly move her hand off Finn.  Finn
thought 'good girl, Belinda.'

   Finn had gone over the Belinda's house three times before she started to
ask Belinda some questions about her school life, which Belinda spoke of
only in negative terms.

   One evening Finn asked Belinda, "What do you least like about school"

   "Gym class--particularly the showers.  It's very embarrassing--all those
naked people."

   "Do they make fun of you?"

   "Sometimes--for not looking at other people.  For some reason, they
think that's weird."

   "Would you like to make gym class less of a problem?"

   "God yes.  I wish I could drop the whole thing."

   "I don't think that's possible but we could get you more comfortable
about showering."

   "Good--how would we do that?"

   "By practicing showers where there is no pressure.  Here."

   "How do you practice showers?"

   "Well, we're not really practicing showers.  We're practicing nudity."

   "Oh."Finn was afraid that she has scared Belinda off but Belinda then
said, "OK.  What would we do?"

   "Finn said," I'd first suggest getting out of our clothes." There was a
long pause and then Belinda popped the top button on her blouse.  Finn took
a deep breath because in the weeks that she had been "seeing" Belinda she
had never actually seen her to the skin.  Finn quickly stripped and then
watched with wonder as Belinda pulled off what seemed to be six layers of
clothing.  The closer Belinda got to her underwear, the better she looked.
Finally there was Belinda, wearing a bra that looked as if it was made of
bed sheets, and a pair of cotton underwear that she must have bought from
someone running religious retreats.  Belinda looked at Finn and then popped
off her bra and panties.  And Finn took another breath, noticing that
Belinda's nipples had popped up like cheap turkey thermometers.  They had
to be almost an inch long.  Belinda at this point was looking everywhere
but at Finn and she had mounted a full-body blush--the first time Finn had
ever seen that reaction.

   Belinda was gorgeous--no doubt about it.  She was an inch taller than
Finn but her body had similar proportions except that her breasts were
larger.  Finn took her all in and then said to Belinda, "OK, Look at me."
Belinda knew that Finn liked being looked at so she did look, first down
Finn's body, and then back up to her eyes.  Another major step forward. 
Finn led Belinda over to the life-size mirror on the inside of her bathroom
door.  Finn and Belinda were standing side by side.  Finn said, "Do you
notice anything different about our two bodies?  Are we basically the
same--breasts, hips, etcetera?""

   "Yes--although yours are way more beautiful."

   "OK--we'll work on body image some other time.  The point is that all
girls' bodies are alike.  That's not to say that there aren't shorter and
taller, skinnier of fatter bodies.  But at the highest level, they are the
same."

   Belinda said, "OK--can I get dressed now?" And she leaned toward the
pile of clothes at her feet.

   "Oh.  no.  We have to take a shower now."

   "You mean together?"

   "Exactly--now you're getting it." And Finn pushed Belinda ahead of her
into the bathroom, where she got the water temperature right and then both
of them climbed into the shower.  Belinda was at the front of the tub and
was quiet for a while and then turned to Finn, saying, "I'm feeling very
uncomfortable."

   "Ok--then let's give you something else to feel." And Finn turned
Belinda around and started lathering first her back and then her ass and
then up and down her legs." Belinda initially started as if she'd been
shocked (which she had been) but Finn noticed that she did not step away
from her soapy hands.  Finn turned Belinda around and hugged her closely as
she used her hands to rinse off Belinda's backside.  Belinda stayed right
there, very close to Finn.  Then Finn lathered up Belinda's breasts (which
she could have lathered for hours) and then her legs but then stopped. 
Finn didn't think Belinda was ready to be touched between her legs.

   Finn stepped back a bit and looked at Belinda's face.  Belinda's eyes
were closed, her mouth was open, and her nipples, if possible, were even
more erect.  Finn said, "I take it that you grew less uncomfortable." And
Belinda brought her eyes open and said, "Wow--this has to be sinful." And
then she smiled--one of those glorious smiles that Finn had seen only after
she had chased away the three guys.

   Finn said, "I don't know whether it's sinful or not but it sure got you
less fixated on your nudity."

   With that, the two of them stepped out of the tub and Finn very
carefully dried Belinda with the towel.  Then there was a big surprise as
Belinda dried off Finn.  They then walked back into the bedroom and Finn
noticed that Belinda was eying her clothes.  "Not yet," Finn said and went
to the bed.  "Just lie down on your front." Which Belinda did and Finn
grabbed one of the bottles of Belinda's moisturizer and slathered
moisturizer everywhere on Belinda's backside Then she ran her two hands
from Belinda's shoulders down to her toes.  UP and down, over and over. 
Finn could hear Belinda's breath start to catch and then grow heavier and
more rhythmic.  After about twenty minutes of that, Finn said, "OK--roll on
your back." Belinda did and then Finn covered her front--all except her
genitals--with moisturizer.  Finn carefully massaged Belinda's breasts and
those wonderful nipples, then did her belly and her legs.  By this time,
Belinda's eyes were shut and she was breathing like an overraced horse. 
Finn then stopped and said, "A penny for your thoughts?"

   Without opening her eyes, Belinda said, "I've never quite felt like this
before." Finn leaned down and kissed Belinda on her cheek and then lay down
next to her.  They talked about school for a long time--a good 45 minutes,
and then Finn said, "You probably don't remember but you're still naked."
And then Belinda laughed and said, "It was great to forget it." It was time
to go to bed so Finn pulled back the sheets and got in.  Belinda started to
go get her pajamas but Finn said, "No--Belinda.  You don't need them." And
Belinda also popped into bed wearing only a smile.  Finn hugged her
closely, breast to breast, and after a while Belinda started to fall
asleep. Just before that Finn said, "And think--all we need is more
practice" and Belinda said, "All right--you've got me convinced.  You know
if someone in gym was going to wash me like you just did, I'd probably run
to the showers." Belinda's first joke with Finn.  Ideally, Finn thought,
the first of many.

   During the night Finn rolled over to get close to Belinda and eased her
leg between Belinda's, starting to gently grind it into Belinda's crotch.
Whether or not Belinda woke up, she gently--and then more roughly--began to
thrust onto Finn's leg.  Belinda was breathing deeply again and after about
five minutes Finn felt Belinda shudder against her leg.  Belinda still
seemed to be asleep, although parts of her were now wide awake.  Through
the rest of the night, Belinda and Finn wrestled.  And there was more
shuddering.  Finn never knew whether Belinda was wake that night; nor did
she care.

   When they woke in the morning, Belinda (unsurprisingly) was in a great
mood and said when Finn woke up, "Do you think we need another shower now?"
and laughed.  Finn was inwardly dancing and replied, "We can wait a while."

   While Finn was getting acquainted with Belinda on Fridays, she was
having naked weekends on Saturdays and Sundays, working off the sexual
energy she built up from Belinda.  There were some amazing moments.  At one
point all five of us were there watching videos and getting very turned on.
Finn said, "These are better than any porn video out there," to which we
all agreed.  "I've never gotten the cum shots that have to end all of those
movies.  Bart has come on my face a few times but I couldn't stand a steady
diet of it--it's kind of gross."

   I (Anna) asked Finn how she would make a porno flick.  She had some
great ideas, which got all of us thinking about it.  We agreed that there
should be no cheesy dialog or music.  There would be cum shots but not
facials.  Finn laid out her ideas and everyone got caught up in the notion,
everyone offering other suggestions.  Donny and I went home for twenty
minutes to get our digital video cameras.  Now we had three cameras. 
Donny, bless his heart, had some real skill in editing (and the software)
and so we thought we could do a pretty good job of it.  Finn put on a tight
long dancing gown and Bart stayed in his jean shorts.



   The Porn Flick (after editing):

   The first shot is a close-up of Finn's face, which is so full of lust
that I could feel my pulse start to race.  Finn says to the camera, "I want
you to make me feel good.  Do you think you can do that, lover?"

   The camera then gives a close-up of Bart's face.  He doesn't reply but
only smiles knowingly.  Over Bart's shoulder, The camera pulls back to find
Finn in her evening dress (closeup of her plunging neckline) and Bart in
his jean shorts, no shirt, no shoes.  Close up of his shorts shows that
Bart is very hard and is partially sticking out of the bottom of his
shorts. Extreme close up of that.

   Bart reaches out and slowly turns Finn around.  The camera moves from
Finn's head to her feet, showing her gorgeous backside.  Camera focuses on
Bart's hand as he slowly starts to unzip Finn.  The zipper goes well past
her ass (which is why Finn picked it) and Bart seems to be moving even more
slowly as her back and then her ass are partially revealed.  What's clear
is that Finn is wearing nothing underneath the dress.  Bart reaches out,
pulls the dress over Finn's shoulders and the gown drops.  Focus on Finn's
feet with the dress around her ankles and then another trip for the
camera--this time up Finn's body, showing her glorious skin.  The camera
then focuses on her ass, one of the seven wonders of the modern world. 
Finn slowly turns around and the camera moves back, showing every inch of
her breasts, stomach, legs and then between her legs.  There is a small
drop of something in her crotch that reflects the light.  It's wet, as she
is, and the camera closes in on the reflection.

   The camera pulls back a bit, showing both of them by Finn's bed.  Bart
drops his shorts and is very hard--closeup of his cock slightly pointing
upward.  Finn moves Bart back onto her bed and pushes him back on the
sheets.  Bart is now on his back and Finn reaches down to hold Bart's cock.
The camera closes on her hand making some graceful and then more forceful
movements up and down his shaft.  Now Bart has a reflection from his
cockhead that the camera closes in on.  Finn lies at Bart's side, head at
his waist, with her feet lying above Bart's head and pillow.  The camera,
in closeup, catches that glorious face slowly enveloping him in her mouth.
Close up of Bart leaning his head back and breathing hard.  Finn's cheeks
now go concave, Bart moans, and Finn moves more quickly, her head bobbing
up and down.  Closeups of Finn's face as she looks directly--and very
sexily--into the camera.  Several close shots of Bart's cock disappearing
totally into her mouth, which is, impossibly, slightly smiling.  She is
putting Donny's lessons to good use.

   Bart now has a grimace of his face that looks like pain but isn't.  Finn
works on Bart for a good ten minutes, varying her hand holds, speed and
mouth depth.  Then Bart's legs start to lock and Finn looks up into the
camera as if she owns the world.  She sucks on Bart several more times and
he starts yo moan loudly.  Finn then pulls her face back from Bart's cock
and holds her mouth within several inches of his cock, keeping a tight grip
with her hand.  Bart's cock spurts twice directly into her mouth (extreme
close-up) and then Finn buries his cock and sucks as Bart keeps coming.

   Normally the movie would end here but Finn is having none of that. 
Leaving Bart on his back, she reaches down to find--surprise--that Bart is
still very hard.  Close-up.  She then moves very gracefully onto Bart's
midsection and tells Bart not to move.  The camera closes in on her ass as
Finn rubs herself against Bart three or four times and then, captured in
closeup, she moves so that Bart is inside her--in one easy movement and
without using her hands.  Closeup of her face and then Bart's, which are
again filled with lust, as she starts to thrust backward against Bart's
cock.  The camera shows Bart's cock disapearing into Finn, sinking more and
more deeply inside her.  Then close-ups of their faces.  What follows is
the graceful dance that is Finn and Bart, curves and muscles in perfect
harmony.  The camera pulls back so that Finn's back can be seen moving
sinuously over Bart's body as she seems to repeatedly suck him into her
ass. Closeup of Finn's face, her eyes closed and rolling back in her head.
The camera switches slowly from Finn's face to Bart's to Finn's ass taking
Bart in again and again.

   Bart and Finn come at the same time and are equally loud.  The camera
catches this and suddenly a close-up of Bart's cock, still slowly
disappearing inside Finn, expanding as it spurts.  Then Bart's cum starts
dripping out of Finn and down Bart's shaft.



   The two of them could have gone on, of course, but they ended the film
there.  The impact of the 45-minute movie surprised all of us the first
time we watched (and several other times).  it.  Everyone turned to the
nearest body and started screwing.  This led to Deb having sex with Donny,
which she had never done.  I turned to Finn and Bart and I screwed her
royally.  We agreed it was a great porn flick.  And if we ever needed money
for college....

   The next three Fridays Finn was back at Belinda's, the showers were
suddenly much more fun.  On the third of those Fridays, Finn was lathering
Belinda's breasts and then made her hands very soapy and rubbed them up and
down--very slowly--between Belinda's legs.  Belinda took a very large
breath and hunched forward a bit.  It took about four minutes for Finn to
bring her and Belinda had to hold onto Finn as her knees started to buckle.
When they came out of the bathroom and both lay nude on the bed, Belinda
asked Finn, "How did you do that?" Finn said, "Hasn't that ever happened to
you before?" And Belinda said she had once woken up from a dream and felt
that way.

   Finn asked, "Belinda, do you masturbate?" And Belinda seemed to somehow
disappear, sinking under her shell.  Finn came at it differently by saying,
"OK, let's ask another question.  What do you do when you're horny?"
Belinda remained under.  Finn tried again, saying, "Belinda, when you see a
great guy or a picture of one, and you feel that wanting feeling inside
you--between your legs--what do you do?" Belinda considered the question
and said, "I try to distract myself until the feeling goes away."
Incredulous, Finn said, "So you've never brought yourself." Belinda said,
"I don't think so." Finn said, "Oh you'd know.  You can make yourself feel
as good as I just made you feel any time.  Do you want to learn how?"

   A huge breath and then Belinda said, "Yes, I'd like to." Finn thought to
herself, "How can a person not know how to masturbate?  Are you some kind
of alien?" But she told Belinda to lie on her back and spread her legs. 
Then she directed Belinda where to touch and how to rub around her
clitoris. Belinda started touching herself, her eyes slowly closing, and
she continued to rub.  But Finn saw that as Belinda got closer and closer
to climax, she would move her rubbing fingers away from her clitoris, which
made no sense to Finn.  Belinda was becoming very frustrated, until Finn
couldn't help herself.  She reached down and circled and moved her fingers
over Belinda's clitoris and within two minutes Belinda climaxed violently.
She lay there panting and then said, "Thank you.  What was I doing wrong?"
Finn explained about Belinda's fingers moving away when it was time for
them to be very focused and direct.  Finn told Belinda to try again. 
Belinda started this time and, because she had just climaxed, things
started happening much more quickly.  But again at the critical moment, her
fingers strayed wide of the mark.  This time Finn reached out and took
Belinda's hand and put her fingers back on her clitoris.  And this time her
fingers stayed there and she climaxed on her own.  She said, "Oh my God,"
and then realizing she was swearing (at least by her definition) she held
her hand up to her mouth.  Belinda turned to Finn, "How many times can I
make that happen?" Finn said, "If you want, you can do that fifty times a
day.  You have all the equipment necessary." Then Belinda looked at Finn in
wonder and Finn thought to herself that Belinda wasn't going to be sleeping
very well for a while.

   After that, Fridays with Belinda became much more sexy.  And Finn
started to think bigger.  Finn thought Belinda was ready for an outing and
so she tried to determine if Belinda could dance.  Finn brought some cds to
Belinda's and started to dance, beckoning Belinda to join in.  It was
amazing because Belinda, once she got caught up in the rhythm, forgot her
shyness and showed that she was both very coordinated and very graceful. 
They danced for a good 45 minutes, Belinda getting into it more and more.
At the end, Finn asked Belinda if she'd like to go out dancing.  Belinda
said, "You mean with other people?" Finn laughed and allowed as how at a
bar there were going to be other people.  Belinda stiffened and Finn said,
"How about if all of the other people were women?" Belinda thought about
that for a moment and said, "OK."

   That was the beginning of Finn's next challenge.  Now she had to work on
Belinda's posture, her hair, her glasses, and finding her something to wear
that didn't make her look Amish.  She tackled them one at a time.  The hair
was pretty easy.  Finn took Belinda to her hair dresser and got Belinda a
so great a haircut that Finn thought had just created a major babe.  Finn
had been harping on Belinda's posture and she was standing up much
straighter.  When Finn learned that Belinda had contacts, she said, "Why
then do you wear those huge glasses?" and Belinda said it was because she
was used to them.  The glasses disappeared and Finn felt like she was in
one of those old movies, where the woman star takes off her glasses and is
suddenly gorgeous.

   The final challenge was getting her into a dress.  Finn didn't have the
money to buy one and so suggested that Belinda try on some of her dancing
dresses.  Finn knew this would be hard because her dresses were very low
cut, front and back, and almost had to be worn without underwear.  Belinda
got into several of her dresses and the effect was incredible.  Belinda
looked so good that even she saw it in the mirror.  The difficulty was that
her bra and underpants, both blindingly white, could be seen when she wore
the dresses.  Belinda knew it looked bad but was uncertain as to what to
do. Finn suggested that Belinda try on some of her underwear and to lose
the bra for a second.  Finn handed her a pair of her translucent bikini
underwear, explaining that no one would actually see it.  Belinda hedged a
bit and then put them on.  They both looked at Belinda in the mirror and
Finn had to catch her breath because Belinda looked so sexy.  Belinda said,
"I feel naked." Finn then had her put on another dress so she could see
that her underwear could no longer be seen.  Belinda said, "I see that but
my breasts are hanging out." Finn thought for a second and pulled another
dress out.  This one was form fitting and had a built-in bra which she
pointed out to Belinda, who put it on, looked at herself in the mirror, and
said she could wear it.  Finn stepped back, looked at Belinda's incredible
body in that dress, and felt her tongue hardening.

   The following Friday they entered the bar to dance and Belinda was
pleased to see that there were maybe forty people in the place, all female.
This made sense, of course, because it was a lesbian bar, but Belinda had
no idea of that at the time.  Finn and Belinda took off their coats,
turned, and suddenly saw that virtually every female in the place was
eyeing them.  Finn took it in stride--this happened to her all the
time--but Belinda was thinking that maybe she'd made a mistake, that
everyone was thinking she was a slut.  She whispered to Finn that everyone
was staring at her and Finn said, "That's the highest compliment you can
receive.  They are not judging you--they are blown away by how good you
look." That pacified Belinda.

   Before they even sat down at the table, two women asked Finn to dance
and two others asked Belinda.  Belinda looked questioningly at Finn and
Finn said, "She'd love to." All six of them ended up on the dance floor and
Finn watched approvingly as Belinda shook her booty, no small feat
considering how tight the dress was.  As the music continued, Belinda got
into the dancing (which is what Finn hoped would happen) and she forgot her
self-consciousness and danced with an abandon Finn had been hoping for
since she had met Belinda.  As she spun on the floor, Belinda's breasts
were coming close to revealing themselves.  She didn't notice as other
dancers now tried to cut in on those dancing with the two of them.  Belinda
and Finn's partners did not want to give them up and tempers flared.  Finn
was afraid there might be some violence, so she stepped in, yelled "time
out" to the entire club that she and Belinda would both be there all night
and would be happy to dance with any or all of them.  That calmed things
down.  Finn was relieved because she knew that Belinda did not need a bar
fight her first time out.

   Then, for the first time, there was a slow dance and Belinda started to
panic a bit.  Finn solved that by cutting in on Belinda's partner and
holding Belinda tightly as they danced.  Finn would look down
her--Belinda's dress and could see those wonderful nipples standing at full
mast.  She moved her hands down to Belinda's ass and was pleased that
Belinda did not pull away.  Belinda just shut her eyes and she was clearly
enjoying herself.

   Then a dance track played and they were both doing the full-tilt boogie.
After four hours it was 2:00 a.m.  and even Finn was tired.  She asked
Belinda if they could leave and was pleased to see that Belinda looked
disappointed.  "We'll come back," Finn guaranteed--both to Belinda and
their dancing partners.

   In the car heading back to Belinda's, Finn asked Belinda how she felt
and, throwing her head back, Belinda said, "Wonderful." They talked about
the bar, the dancing and all the people asking them to dance.  They both
needed a shower badly and Finn was hot because she kept thinking about
Belinda naked.  They showered, although Finn did not bring Belinda, dried
each other off and walked to the bed.  The bedroom lights were still on as
they got in and immediately hugged each other very tightly.  The lights
stayed on asFinn had trouble breathing she was so turned on.  Finn asked
Belinda if she had suggested anything to her that didn't end up well. 
Belinda said "no" and then Finn kissed her--for the first time--and she
could feel Belinda heating up beside her.  Finn ran her fingers over
Belinda's breasts and stomach and then tossed the covers off and moved down
between Belinda's legs.  Belinda watched with interest until Finn put her
head down and started to lick at Belinda's most sensitive spots.  Then
Belinda put her head back, squirmed in the bed, and in only a few minutes
she climaxed.  But Finn did not stop.  Belinda ended up coming three times
under Finn's mouth.  At which point Finn turned over, moved up beside
Belinda and tried to calm herself down a bit, thinking clean thoughts about
fluffy white clouds.  Belinda returned from his satisfied semi-coma and
said, "That was...that was...incredible.  I had no idea that I could feel
that way.  Heavens."

   And Finn lay there, happy but unable to think many clean thoughts
because she was so horny and Belinda was so gorgeous.  But Belinda
surprised Finn by asking, "Can I do that to you?  Would it be ok?" And
Finn's white clouds evaporated as she assured Belinda that it would be
great.  As Belinda moved down, Finn was on her back, her legs spread in
almost a split.  Belinda started a little slow but she was a quick learner.
Finn made a few suggestions and then lay back, her eyes closed her entire
body quivering at the point of Belinda's tongue.  Finn came very loudly,
which scared Belinda a bit but she, too, kept going, until Finn had
climaxed three times.  At the end, Belinda moved back up and asked Finn if
she had done it right.  Finn said, "You think I was faking those orgasms?
Girl, you were great." And Belinda looked very pleased.  And they kissed
and kissed, stopping along the way to go down on each other several times
during the night.  They got almost no sleep but ended up exceedingly
satisfied.

   The following Friday Belinda met Finn at the door with a very troubled
expression on her face.  They got up to the bedroom and Finn asked what was
wrong.  Belinda got all her courage up and said, "Am I a lesbian?" Finn
laughed and then, seeing how serious Belinda was, said, "Of course not. 
Just because we've had sex does not mean that you are gay.  You've just
never had an opportunity to physically react with a woman." You reacted to
me because I was touching you.  I didn't do anything a guy couldn't do."
Belinda looked a little less troubled and Finn said, "Belinda, have you
ever reacted physically to a guy?  Felt a flutter?"

   Belinda considered and said that she had felt something when she saw
certain guys but had not thought of those feelings as lust.  Finn said,
"Well, that is what they were.  Have you ever seen a naked guy?" Full-body
blush.  Belinda said that she baby sat and that she had seen naked boy
babies." Finn said, "Not the same thing at all.  Would you like to see a
guy naked?" Blush again and Belinda just said, "But how could that even
happen?" Finn said not to worry and asked Belinda over to her house the
following Friday at 8:00.

   Finn had explained the situation to Bart while explaining what needed to
happen with Belinda.  Then, on that Friday afternoon, Finn had sex with him
five or six times before 8:00.  Bart at that point was wearing only jeans
shorts--his usual good weather outfit.  If Finn got hot looking at him, the
chances are good that Belinda would as well.  Belind walked into Finn's
bedroom and was introduced to Bart.  Finn noticed that Belinda actually met
his eyes and gave his body a good look.  Then Finn and Belinda walked over
to her bed (Bart was across the room on the little bed).  They started
whisper (Belinda's idea of course) and Finn said,"OK.  How do you like
Bart's body?" Blush and then Belinda said, "He's gorgeous." Finn asked
Belinda if she would like to see all of him.  Belinda said, "Yes, but I'm
sure he's not going to want to do that."

   Finn knew exactly the contrary and asked Bart to move across so that he
was right in front of Finn and Belinda.  "Bart," said Finn, "Belinda would
like to see a guy naked and I just nominated you.  Is that OK?  And Bart,
who had been carefully coached all afternoon, said, "Sure." he stepped
closer and Finn said to Belinda, "OK--unfasten his shorts." Belinda said
she couldn't but never stopped looking at his jeans shorts.  Finally Finn
took Belinda's hands on Bart's shorts and said, "Take them off." Belinda
then popped Bart's shorts open and they dropped.  As they dropped, they let
up Bart's erection, which came close to smacking Belinda in the face. 
Belinda moved away as if it were a spitting cobra (which in a sense it was)
but then fixed her gaze on Bart's cock.  She looked him up and down and
Finn said, "Would you like to touch him?" This time Belinda did not
hesitate.  She reached over and ran her fingers over the top and then the
bottom of Bart's hard-on.  At one point she closed her hand tightly around
Bart and Bart shuddered a bit.  Belinda immediately dropped her hand and
asked if she was hurting him.  All Bart said--and all he needed to say--was
"Oh No.  You're doing great." Belinda, now with more confidence, started to
touch Bart all over--his cock, his stomach, his chest.  Finn could see that
Belinda was very hot and knew she had to be careful in these next few
minutes.  After Belinda had been caressing Bart for five minutes and was as
as turned on as Bart was, Finn said, "Would you like to see the two of us
make love?"

   Belinda tried to get her mouth to work and ended up nodding yes.  Finn
disappeared her clothes, asked that Belinda move just a bit on the bed and
lay on her back.  Bart was instantly on top of her, putting his cock inside
her and then letting Finn move her legs together so that his legs were
outside hers (Finn's vaginal walls were very sensitive).  What followed was
their usual sex ballet.  At one point, Finn opened her eyes and saw Belinda
straining to see something without getting off the bed and she said, "Hey
Belinda, stand up and look around." And Belinda did, watching the gorgeous
flesh and friction and listening to Finn and Bart climax at the same time.
Then she sat down on the bed, breathing heavily.  When Finn and Bart came
out of it, Finn asked her how she felt about boy-girl sex.  Belinda said,
throatily, that it was incredible.  Then she asked Finn if that was the
only way could be done.  Finn, who was now very turned on, said, "Of course
not.  Let me show you a great variation."

   Finn pushed Bart down on the bed, mounted him, and Belinda watched as
Finn guided his cock inside her.  This position was even more dramatic and
Belinda looked at them from every possible angle.  She was fascinated at
how Bart's cock kept going into and out of Finn.  At the end, both Bart and
Finn were both pretty turned on.  Finn turned to Belinda and found her very
red, this time flushed from passion.

   Finn had Bart walk back across the room and asked Belinda how she felt,
what she felt like doing.  Belinda said, "I want to touch myself or have
someone else touch me," and here she looked beseechingly as Finn.  Finn
said, "Someone else, huh?  How about Bart?"

   At this Belinda showed two conflicting reactions.  Belinda clearly
thought the suggestion was wrong but at the same time Finn noticed that
Belinda reached between her legs at the thought of Bart.  Finn just said,
"Why don't you let me get you warmed up and then let Bart finish you?" The
notion of sinfulness dropped away and Belinda looked very ready for a
threesome (although she didn't even know the phrase).  Belinda lay back and
Finn's tongue went to work on her.  Finn could see that Belinda was not
going to take long to climax, so she lifted her mouth and had Bart come
over.  Then Finn rolled away and Bart lay down on top of Belinda.  Before
Bart could enter Belinda, though, Finn bent down and whispered tom him, "Go
slow--she probably had a maidenhead.  And don't bring her more than twice.
We don't want her spoiled for all other males."

   Bart reached under him and moved his cockhead into Belinda.  Then he
moved in and out slowly and shallowly.  But Belinda, who by this time was
breathing loudly and unrhythmically, was having none of that.  She thrust
up at Bart's cock, sinking it more deeply inside herself.  The maidenhead,
when it came, was not very thick and Belinda broke it almost without
noticing and pushed Bart more deeply inside her.  At Belinda's reaction,
Bart started to move more quickly and Belinda's face radiated the joy that
comes from having places touched that have never been touched before.  And
then Belinda came.  Bart slowed himself to almost non-movement and Belinda
had a second smaller climax and then a third.  Bart looked up to Finn as if
to say, "Does that count as three or one?" But Belinda settled the manner
by pushing Bart backwards and getting on top of him.  This time she reached
around to put Bart inside her and then started to move, Bart staying still
(he knew the drill).  It took her a second to get the motion but her
dancing coordination held her in good stead, and she rolled her hips and
her ass seemed to be taking Bart's cock again and again.  No more than four
minutes after that, both Bart and Belinda came loudly, and then Belinda
collapsed on top of Bart and they both lay there, panting.

   Finn leaned down to Belinda and said, "Do you still think you're a
lesbian," at which Belinda only smiled.

   Finn was at Belinda's that Friday and this time when they got to the
bedroom, Belinda showed no coyness, no hesitation.  They had a wonderful
long shower together and Finn introduced Belinda to the 69 position.  Again
there was very little sleep that night but by morning they were both
happily satiated.

   That morning Finn described the naked weekends cautiously, telling
Belinda that it was a group of like-minded people who loved sex and were
very good at it.  Belinda was initially nervous about the idea of being
nude in front of strangers but when Finn told her would be there, Belinda
knew every person, though from her previous life.  None of the folks Finn
mentioned had ever been nasty to her (luckily), which was in their favor,
and after another Friday Belinda decided to go.  One Saturday at ten in the
morning Belinda showed up, went in Finn's bedroom to find five naked people
eager to meet her (and see her body).  She stripped and Finn noted with
satisfaction that her choice of underwear was small and partially
see-through.  Then Belinda stood up straight and looked at everyone looking
at her.  Deb simply said, "My God you are gorgeous," which pretty well
represented the feelings of all concerned.  And Belinda by now believed
they were telling her the truth.  If these beautiful bodies also thought
she was gorgeous, then she must be.

   Finn said, "I think we should give Belinda a special welcome.  Belinda,
why don't you lie on your back?" And when she did, we all piled on the bed
and started to caress her.  Five people, ten hands, fifty fingers, and
Belinda was touched everywhere it was possible to touch her.  Deb, who was
dying to leap on Belinda, used her fingers to bring Belinda close to climax
three times but each time she backed off.  This all took place over fifteen
minutes.  Finally Belinda started moaning in frustration and Deb started
touching her with more purpose.  As Finn and I touched and sucked her
breasts, Bart kissed her and Belinda climaxed so hard that her body quaked.
Deb said, 'I think she's started to feel welcome," at which Belinda just
smiled, She felt beautiful and at home with everyone, which was excellent
because in the next three hours she had sex with four of us.  Deb spent a
good hour and a half with her.  At the end of Saturday that glorious smile
seemed pasted on her face.  She said that she would be back on Sunday and
left.

   Then we all got off on a tangent--talking about the new 4-2 ratio of
women to men on naked weekends.  Deb, unsurprisingly, felt the ratio
perfect but the two remaining women wanted at least one more guy.  Finn
said the group's assignment was to find someone who would personally and
sexually fit in with the rest of us.  Finn said, What should we be looking
for?

   "Someone who is a gentleman," I offered.

   "Someone who is well-hung," countered Finn.

   "Someone who is bi," suggested Donny.

   "How about a male lesbian?" said Debby, which led to a discussion of how
much fun that would be.

   "Someone who is familiar with a women's body--someone experienced," said
Finn

   And the list grew, creating a perfect male, making him almost impossible
to find.

   It took almost five months to locate the guy (Deb, surprisingly, found
him) who would join then and shift the group dynamic in a whole different
direction.  The guy taught them strip Twister and other things.  But that's
another story, requiring many more chapters....