After Brenda, Jenny and Judy get it on at Jeff's during the Sunday afternoon football game, Brenda learns that she's been busted...
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It was a short drive to Jeff's, just on the other side of the freeway. It had been raining that Sunday morning, but had slacked up a bit. As we turned onto Jenny's street Bill says, "We can't just walk in there together. I'll drop you off first. Then I'll drive around for five minutes before I come in. Okay?"
"Sure," I agreed just as we drove past Jeff's house. He stopped two doors down and told me to get out. I grabbed my bag, hopped out and made a run for it as I didn't want to get soaking wet. I got wet, but not soaked.
I rang the doorbell and a moment later Jeff answered.
"Brenda! Where have you been? Your mother called looking for you."
"I talked to her," I lied. "Is Jenny here?"
"Uh, yeah. She's in her room."
I had to cut through the living room where all the guys were to get to the bedroom hallway. Something was going on with the football game that had already started, so most of the guys didn't look up to see me, but Mike did. "Hi, Brenda!" he called out as he waved. Then he turned to the guy sitting next to him, whispered something and that guy turned away from the game long enough to look and wave at me.
I tried Jenny's door, but it was locked. I knocked. No answer. I knocked again, this time a little harder.
"Who is it?" I heard her say through the door.
"It's me," I replied.
"Brenda?"
"Yes! Let me in!"
She opened the door, just enough for me to slip inside, then quickly shut the door behind her and locked it. I was shocked to see Judy, lying on Brenda's bed totally naked, her legs spread out like she'd just been fucked. Jenny was nude too. It was obvious that they had been up to no good. Judy waved to me with something in her hand. Turns out it was a vibrator that Judy had liberated for the afternoon from her mother's bed stand.
It's not that I'd never before seen these two naked together. We all got naked together during sleepovers. But here, in the middle of the afternoon with a half dozen men in the next room?
"What are you two doing?" I asked. "Are you crazy?"
"You just have to try Miss Melisa's vibrator," Jenny gushed; Miss Melisa being Judy Croft's mom. "It's the absolute best!"
"Hey, I'm not done with it yet," Judy called out as she put the vibrator to her cunt.
"Come on, ya'll," she added. "Come suck my titties."
Jenny didn't need a second invitation, and neither did I. Of the three of us, Judy had the biggest tits, D-cup beauties with dark areolas and nips that went with her dark hair and dark brown eyes. Thinking back, I can hardly remember her without a set of hooters, even in grade school. Jenny and I both loved to suck on and play with them. Judy, she seemed to have a direct connect between her tits and her cunt, so she loved to have them played with.
I hadn't even gotten undressed yet, and here I was sucking on Judy's big tits. Jenny stopped sucking on her tit and asked me, "Where have you been? Your mother's been looking all over for you!"
Letting the fat meaty nipple slip from my lips, I answered, "I was supposed to be with you."
"Well, you've been busted. She called my mom and Mom told her that you weren't with us and that she hadn't seen nor heard from you since Thursday. I couldn't very well cover for you after that. Sorry, Brenda, but it looks like you've been busted."
"I don't care," I bravely said, fighting back the panic that was lying just under the surface.
"So where were you? You weren't with this slut," Jenny said as she roughly tweaked Judy's nip.
"I was... I was with a guy."
With that admission, Judy shot upright to a sitting position. "You got laid?" Judy asked with glee.
"Ummm, yes," I said with a shy smile.
"Who? Who fucked you?"
"Just a guy. A guy I met at the mall."
"You got picked up at the mall?" Jenny said incredulously.
"Yeah, he's... a hunk."
"Where? Where did you do it?"
"At his place. He's older and has his own place."
"A college guy?" Judy asked putting the vibrator back onto her clit. "What's his name."
"Umm," I couldn't think quick enough and blurted out, "Billy."
"Billy who?"
"I don't know," I replied. "Just Billy."
"Wow! You fucked an older guy and you don't even know his last name!"
"I know his last name, but I won't tell either of you two blabber mouths."
"So, you've been with him, like all weekend?" Jenny asked.
"Yeah. It was fun and it was wonderful," I said dreamily.
"Hey! Now that Brenda is a total whore, next party I'll just invite high school guys and let them all know it's open season!" Judy said with a laugh. She might have been just kidding, but knowing Judy, she might not have been. She was always bragging about getting fucked and urged both Jenny and I to try it. Jenny did last spring, but I held out (excluding that swim party), until Bill put it to me.
Not wanting them to pry too much, which they would, I went back to sucking tit. A few minutes later, Judy came, and in the process, got Jenny's sheets all wet.
Leaving Judy to come down from her sexual high all by herself, Jenny asked me to tell her all about it.
"I can't," I pleaded. "He's older and he could get in a lot of trouble if it ever got out, so please don't ask me anymore questions."
"Okay, the who is off limits. What we want to know is the what, when, how..."
"Gawd, I'm so parched," Judy complained coming to her senses. "Brenda, you're still dressed. Go out and get us all something to drink and maybe some snacks. When you get back, you can tell us all about it."
Welcoming the time to gather my thoughts, I slipped out of Jenny's bedroom and made a beeline to the kitchen. I hurried past the guys unobserved, but when I entered the kitchen, I stopped dead in my tracks. Bill was there, and so was Mr. C, Judy's dad, and they were talking together. I'd never seen Mr. C at Jeff's before. I'd seen him and his wife, Miss Melissa, any number of times over at Jenny's moms, but never at Jeff's. The possibility that Bill and Mr. Croft might know each other, never crossed my mind, and now the comment I so flippantly made to Bill about Judy and her daddy came back to haunt me.
The two men stopped talking and looked at me, their eyes crawling over me and I imagined them both undressing me. Bill was certainly was undressing me in his mind. Mr. C... I wasn't so sure about, but who knows? If any of what Jenny had told me about him was true...
"Hi, Blondie!" Bill said with an easy smile.
"Hi, Brenda," Mr. C added. "When did you get here?"
"A little while ago," I replied without elaboration. "Ummm, sorry to interrupt, but I need to get us some drinks and snacks."
Bill's hand went to his crotch where he pretended to squeeze himself. I knew exactly what he was getting at and I would have died if Mr. Croft had seen him.
I brushed past them and set about gathering up some goodies when I felt Bill's hand on my ass. I froze and looked over at Mr. C who was watching and grinning.
"Behave!" I admonished while brushing Bill's hand away, only to have him put it back on my ass. "Stop!" This time Bill removed his hand, but the damage had been done, leaving me no option but to blush at his forwardness.
Unfortunately, I only had two hands. So, I had to make several trips to the kitchen and each time, Bill put a hand on my ass. If Mr. C didn't already know what had taken place between Bill and I, he certainly might have guessed. Naturally, I didn't say anything to my two friends about what had happened.
Jenny wanted me to try out Judy's vibrator, as did I. So I too stripped naked, lay next to Judy and tried out the vibrator. OH MY GAWD! Did that ever feel great! It didn't hurt that my two buddies were sucking my tits either.
Things went downhill fast from there, and it wasn't long before we were all eating out each other. I tried some of the things Bill had done to me, and they were a big hit. We messed around together for a good long time.
The lesbo party broke up when there was a knocking at Jenny's door. "Brenda! Your mom just called again," I heard Jeff say. "She wants you home... Now!"
"Can you give me a ride home?" I asked.
"No, but Croft and Judy are leaving in a few minutes, and he can take you home. So tell Judy, it's time for her to go too."
"Okay," I replied through the closed door. I wondered if he suspected anything.
No sooner had I got my panties on when my phone rang. It wasn't Mom's ring, so I picked it up. It was Bill.
"Meet me in the hall bathroom," he said then hung up. I finished dressing and went to see what he wanted. I tired the closed door and found it unlocked. I stepped in and Bill closed the door behind me and locked it.
"Just enough time for a kiss," he said as he took me in his strong arms and laid one on me.
He kissed me hard and deep, groping my ass. Breaking it off, he said, "You smell and taste of pussy. You girls been licking each other? Damn, what I'd give to see that!
"You'd better wash it off though. Your mama might smell it." So I washed up real good. He kissed me again and groped my butt again. Then he had me sneak out. With the coast clear, he came out also.
Mr. C rounded up Judy and I, dropping me off at my house. I had butterflies in my tummy the whole five minutes to my house. I was in soooo much trouble and I knew it. I would be grounded for life! Maybe even longer. My life was at an end. I would have to run away!
Just as I expected, Mom lit into me right away. "Where have you been, Brenda Marie Adkins!?!" She used my full name, a sure sign I was in deep shit. "Your father and I have been worried sick! You weren't with Jenny, so where were you?" she shouted.
"I was with Judy!" I shouted back.
"Judy? You said you were going to Jenny's!"
"I said Judy's!"
"No, you didn't. And I called Melissa and she said she didn't know where you were."
"That's because she was on a trip!" Like Jenny's mom, Judy's mom was a stewardess. They worked for the same airline and were good buddies. That's how I got to know Judy and her family. I really didn't know if she was on a trip or not, but decided to chance it.
"Oh," Mom said taking the bait. "But you wouldn't answer your phone. I called and I called. Why didn't you pick up?"
"Why? Why would I pick it up? I was getting the hell away from you and Daddy! All you two ever do is fight and say nasty things to each other. I'm sick of it, I'm sick of it, I'm sick of it!"
By then Daddy had come in to get in his two cents worth, but I didn't let him. "When was the last time you were nice to Mom?" I shouted at him with reddened eyes and copious manufactured tears now flowing. "When was the last time you bought her some flowers?"
"We can't afford flowers, right now," he defended.
"You can get a bouquet at Kroger's for three lousy bucks!" I shot back. I was really proud of myself, putting it all on them, which it was.
"And you, Mother! When was the last time you were nice to Daddy?" At this point I overplayed my hand. "When was the last time you gave Daddy a blowjob?"
"Brenda!"
"Don't Ba-Ren-Da me!" I countered. "You two should be working together, and not against each other. And until you do, both of you just leave me alone!" I had good flow of tears by then and having run out of things to pin on them, I turned, ran to my room, slammed the door shut and locked it.
There was a rapping at my door. "Brenda, Brenda baby, can we talk?"
"No! Not until you and Daddy are being nice to each other, so just go away and leave me alone!" Silence followed. She got the message. Good thing I wasn't hungry.
Amazingly enough, I didn't hear any arguing between Mom and Dad that night. I heard low voices, every now and then, but no yelling, not even a raised voice.
Mom was nice to me the next morning. She's always nice to me, but she didn't mention the weekend. I'd gotten away with it! She wasn't too thrilled with what I'd chosen to wear to school that day, but she also didn't make an issue of it either.
Daddy? Daddy was still in bed as he didn't have to be at work until late that morning.
I took the bus to school and endured the lurid remarks in Spanish from all the Mexican boys. Gawd, they were such pigs! I had to do something about that, but just what I wasn't so sure of. So, like every other day, I put up with it and tried to ignore them.
Early in the morning I got a text message from Bill. "R U doing your exercises?" Sunday morning, before we went to Jeff's, he explained that if I did keigel exercises, that it would keep my vagina nice and toned, and it would keep my pussy tight. I hadn't done them nor even thought about doing them, but with his reminder, I did them like he said to do and did them in class while listening to my teacher's lecture.
The day before, I'd overheard some of the guys saying that they'd be over at Jeff's for the Monday night game that night. Jenny would be there too, I knew, as Tracy had just left on a trip Sunday morning. Jenny of course wanted me to come over and keep her company. I told her I'd try, but it all depended on what my mom and dad were up to. If they were fighting again, I'd be there and spend the night with her.
But as it turned out, there was nary a cross word between my folks. I asked, but was calmly told, "No," so I was stuck at home, in my room, texting Jenny and Judy.
I was so bored! Of course I thought about big old Bill Bates and his big cock and what it felt like inside me and I was diddling myself to those memories when Mom knocked at my door. She just wanted to know if I wanted any desert, explaining that she had made a Blueberry Crunch and was about to take it out of the oven. Blueberry Crunch! Mom made the best Blueberry Crunch in the world. Of course I wanted some and thus made myself available.
It was, of course, a ploy to lure me out my room, and it worked. Dad had been home for hours by then. We all sat around the kitchen table for the first time in a long time. Any minute I expected the prying questions to be directed at me, or a cutting remark made, but they didn't. Nothing heavier than just small talk about our respective day. After that, we watched some silly PBS show together that had been previously recorded on our DVR. The show was quite funny and we all had a laugh together. All in all, it was actually pretty nice, reminding me of the good old days.
One day at school is pretty much like another, but late the next day, an hour or so before the final bell, I got a text message. During the final change of classes, I took the opportunity to read it. It was Bill. "Pick U up at the bus stop," it said. Made my pussy tingle to see that!
Sure enough he was waiting for me when I got off the bus, dressed in a light gray business suit. I climbed into his car and he sped away. He was very direct. "I want to fuck you," he said.
"And hello to you too," I answered somewhat annoyed. Who did he think I was?
"Yeah, hello, Blondie," he answered. "Do you want to stop for snack before we get to my place?"
I was rather hungry, as the school lunch that day was especially gross. "Stop at McDonalds. I want some fries and a Coke."
"McDonalds it is," he said as he pulled onto the main road that led to the freeway and McDonalds.
He stopped and got me what I wanted, saying "No ketchup in my car!" and then proceeded towards his place on the other side of the freeway. I was only part way through my fries when he pulled into his garage.
"Finish up," he said. "We don't have much time, you know."
I was well aware that I had to be home before my mom, but that was still a little over two hours from then. Still, I rather wolfed down the fries, finishing them off within minutes of entering the kitchen. While I ate, he was unbuttoning my blouse and unzipping me. He removed my blouse and then my bra. Next to go were my jeans and my panties. His hands, his wonderful hands were all over me. I wadded up the empty fry carton and put it on the counter. By then he was almost naked too.
I expected him to take me into the living room and doing me on the big ottoman, but he lifted me, sat me on the kitchen table and had me lie back. He spread my legs apart and went down on me, my legs resting on his broad shoulders and his hands on my tits. No kisses, not foreplay, he just went straight for my cunt. Of course the oral sex, in and of itself, was foreplay to what was to soon come. Speaking of cumming, I did cum on his tongue, and in a matter of minutes.
As I coasted down from my cum, he pinned my legs back with his hands, practically doubling me over, and standing at the end of the table, he entered me.
"Oh, yes! God, yes!" I cried out taking him easily.
He was big and I was still tight, at least for him I was. It felt so good having him fill me up once again with his big prick. He started slow, but gradually increased the pace, and as he fucked me, his cock rubbed against my clit coming and going. I didn't last too long before my second climax of the afternoon hit me, rolling over me and casting me into a vortex of pure lust. Still he fucked me. Soon, another orgasm rose from within and cast me over into another swirling whirlpool of ecstasy.
I don't know how many times I came before he filled me with his jiz, but I was a sweaty mess when it was all over. I even left a big sweat mark on his table. I couldn't speak, nor stand at that point, so he carried me to his bedroom and into his giant walk-in shower. That revived me enough to give him a blowjob and get him hard once again. He then carried me, dripping wet and flopped me on his bed. Automatically, my legs spread open and he was inside me once again and once again, he fucked me and fucked me, and fucked me, rolling me around and positioning me like I was a blowup sex doll, and fucking me, fucking me. I came, I came and I came.
He carried me, half dead, back into the shower. Then after drying me off, he told me to, "Go get your ass dressed." I did and added a wad of toilet paper to my panties to soak up his cum. Before I was fully put back together, he was out, dressed in shorts, a t-shirt and sandals.
Bill took me home and dropped me off around the corner from my house. I made it inside just before Mom got home. She asked about my wet hair and told her that I had just gotten out of the shower. She didn't ask anything more, nor did I offer it up.
Once again, my folks didn't fight that night. It was like it was before Daddy's company folded up and we lost everything.
Bill picked me up at the bus stop once again that Thursday. He was nicer to me, not that he wasn't nice a few days back, but his agenda was the same, he wanted to fuck, so we fucked. Back home, I realized that I wasn't just eager to have his cock in me and cum on his dick, but that I wanted it and needed it. I just didn't realize how much I needed and wanted it.
That night, Jenny called. She wanted me to come spend the night with her at her mom's on Friday night. After my disappearance last weekend, I wasn't so sure if my mom would let me and seeing that she and Daddy had cooled it with the fighting, I didn't have an excuse just to go and get away. To my surprise, Mom said yes, but she wanted to check with Tracy first. So she called Tracy and Tracy told her the invite was genuine, and that she would be there the whole night. Mom said yes.
No sooner had I made my plans with Jenny, that Bill called me. For obvious reasons, I took the call in my room for privacy. Bill wanted me to come and spend the weekend with him like I'd done the week before. I explained about my plans Friday night with Jenny. He asked me to shoot a small video clip of her eating me out and vice versa and sending it to him.
"Gawd, you're so bad!" I told him.
"So are you, Blondie."
"Well, I won't do it. That's not fair to Jenny."
"Then send me a clip of you fingering your pussy," he countered. "On second thought, don't send me anything like that. Too dangerous. Tell you what, I'll video you the next time you're over."
"I don't know when that'll be, Bill. Monday?"
"Yeah, let's fuck on Monday. I'll pick you up at the bus stop."
He paused and then asked, "How about Saturday night?"
"I don't know if I can get away Saturday night," I replied.
"Do you babysit?"
"Babysit? Not lately."
"How about if you babysit for me, Saturday night?"
"Your boys are going to be in town?" I'm so slow sometimes.
"No," he laughed. "That's what you tell your mom. You have a job, Saturday night with the Bates. I'll come pick you up and take you home, say around 2 AM. Then you and me will fuck until it's time for me to bring you home. "
I may be dense at times, but I immediately saw the possibilities. "That should work! I'll go ask and call you back."
I hung up, and rushed out of my bedroom. "Mom! Mom!"
"What is it, dear?" she said as she finished setting the table.
"Ummmm, Judy has this babysitting job this Saturday, but something's come up and she can't make it. She asked me to fill in for her."
"I thought you hated babysitting."
"I do, but Judy says these kids aren't total brats and she really needs me to help her out of a bind. Besides, it'll give me the opportunity to make some money."
"Sure, baby. That will be fine."
"I'll go call her now!" I gushed and rushed off to call Bill.
In Chapter 5 - Jeff and Bill get frisky with the girls in Jeff's pool...