Summer Games Chapter 3 "What's the starfish game?" Megan asked. "We play it at gymnastics school," An explained. "All girls' school so no . . . dates." Her cheeks reddened a bit at the word "dates." "So we . . . play with each other. One gets on bed as starfish; two others play with one--" A glance at Megan. "--boob each and third get poo-sey." Megan and Jasmine glanced at each other doubtfully while a smile spread across Sevina's face. "Aw, come on," she said. "Where's your sense of adventure? You should try a woman at least once." Megan and Jasmine glanced at each other again. The rumors about the Swedish tennis star were definitely true. "I guess so," Megan finally said. "Why not?" Jasmine shrugged. "I'll try anything once. But somebody else be the starfish first." "An's directing this thing so I guess that's me, then," Sevina said and the four nude women pulled one of the beds into the middle of the room. Sevina laid back on it, put her hands to the corners by her head, and spread her legs to the corners at the foot. "Like this?" she confirmed. "Yes. But we need towel under you for . . . you know." An fetched a towel from the bathroom and slid under Sevina's bottom as she heaved her hips upward. "Now you, Jasmine, and you, Megan, play with her breasts. I will pray at her jade gate." Megan moved to Sevina's left side and knelt by the bed. She tentatively reached out and touched soft flesh of the tit in front of her. She marveled at the warm silky feel of its soft, feminine flesh as the nipple firmed under her palm. Jasmine was doing the same on the other side and Sevina let out a long sigh and both nips poked skyward, erected on their corrugated areolae. Meanwhile An had started caressing the insides of her thighs just above the knee. Megan craned her neck as An reached the junction of Sevina's legs and toyed with the brown pubic hair she found on its' mound. Although lusher than An's, the tennis player's sex-fur stopped partway down leaving the white outer lips of her pussy bare. They were closed so An wasted no time sliding her fingers down to tease them open and expose the moist, pink lips of her inner cunt and the ridge in the middle that covered the clitoris. One finger slid inside her vagina and reappeared, wet. Just the tip disappeared again as it delved into the mouth of the Swede's clitoral hood, searching for the button within. Megan returned her attention to Sevina's breast, kissed just the nub of the nipple, then drew it into her mouth and suckled deeply. The supine blond groaned deeply as Jasmine copied Megan's actions on her other tit. The stiff, brown girlflesh was drawn deep into the swimmer's mouth and she toyed with it with her tongue, pressing it against the roof of her mouth. She was instinctively playing with the erogenous point as she liked done to her own nipples and Sevina moaned again as Jasmine did the same to her other tit. Meantime An was pumping a finger in and out of the tennis star's cunt. With her other hand she was sliding Sevina's clitoral hood up and down, massaging her erect shaft, exposing and hiding the moist, pink head at its' end. The supine Swede began bucking her pelvis upward and Megan could see the tuft of brown pubic hair on its white mound advance and retreat. Again Megan returned her attention to the breast in her mouth. She molded the soft flesh together so that Sevina's nipple was at the top of an emphasized mound then started flicking it with her tongue. Jasmine, on her other side, pulled back as she suckled Sevina's other nip, stretching her titflesh in pleasurable torture. By now Sevina was panting through clenched teeth as she rolled her head from side to side and rolled her pelvis in a frankly coital motion. An suddenly snatched her finger out of Sevina's vagina and darted forward to capture her extended joy-buzzer between her lips. Sevina groaned in sexual passion as all three attendants sucked on her nipples and clitoris. She raised her legs in total surrender to sexual pleasure, drawing her knees up and apart to offer her genitals to the Asian's tongue. An pressed her hands outward to spread the Swede's pussy open and began licking up and down her entire sexual apparatus, sometimes swiping up the outside of the bare, white outer lips, sometimes between them and the coral, ruffled inner lips, sometimes deep into the wet slit of her vulva. Each trip she made a lap around Sevina's clit, pulsing with its erection. By now, the blonde tennis star was panting deeply and An watched her orgasmic reactions closely. She suddenly drew back and jammed three fingers into the cunt before her. In imitation of a phallus, she shoved her fingers into Sevina's pussy, rotated them, then pulled them back out a moment before plunging them in again. The palm of her other hand rhythmically pushed against the Swede's love mound, abusing the nodule that lay within its cleft. This pushed Sevina over the edge and she screamed softly as she climaxed. Megan could almost feel the nipple in her mouth pulse as its owner shuddered in the throes of her orgasm. Sevina relaxed her spread legs and the four of them lay quiet a minute, Sevina supine in the bed, An kneeling at her open crotch and Jasmine and Megan laying their heads on her breasts. Sevina stirred as she came back to her senses. "That was wonderful," she said languidly and pulled Megan's head to kiss her. She repeated with Jasmine then reached down to under An's arms and pull the petite gymnast on top of her. An's kiss was much longer and Sevina stroked her from the shoulder, down her back, and over the bare globe of her ass as their lips locked. "Now we trade," An said as she broke the kiss. "Jasmine, you get to be starfish; Sevina take care of her pussy; Megan switch to her other boob, and I take over where you left. There was a slow-motion flurry of action as the four nude women changed their places. Megan watched with frank awareness at the way their breasts jostled, their asses quivered, and the quick flashes of their cunts' momentary exposure as they moved. She was aware that the other women were frankly watching her sexual parts as well and it made her tingle as she switched to the other side of the bed. Jasmine lay on the bed and spread her limbs to the four corners. Her huge breasts lolled widely on her chest and Megan had to use both hands to mold the resilient flesh and move it about. Her chocolate skin felt smooth and the nipple erected as it was teased. It was the size of a grape and had a small indentation in its center. Megan bent forward to suckle it at the same time An did on the other side in an unplanned act of synchronization. Meantime, Sevina stroked inside the track star's thighs teasing her to spread her legs. The tennis star traced with her thumbs the outline of the lush pubes before her. The curly mass of hair filled the vee of her lovemound entirely and continued down between her legs, lining the chocolate outer lips of her pussy on either side. Like Sevina's they shyly hid their inner sisters in a closed slit. Megan broke off from her suckling to watch as Sevina spread Jasmine's pussy open, exposing the flesh of her inner cunt, a startling pink in contrast to the brown outer lips. Driving two fingers' into Jasmine's pussy, she spread her fingers, forcing open the track star's vulva, displaying the heated liquid canal that led to her womb. It was as coral colored as Megan's own and pulsed visibly as Jasmine yielded to the assault on her cunt. Sevina let her fingers come back together, clasped by Jasmine's vagina, then shoved them deep into the track star's body as An had done to her a few minutes before. With a twist that dragged her thumb over Jasmine's clit she pulled them out again for a moment before plunging them in again like a two-headed penis. The Jamaican groaned and began to buck her pelvis upward in coital response. Megan drew her firm nipple into her mouth and teased it with her tongue, mashing as she had Sevina's. An meanwhile was licking the other breast of the supine black girl, making the entire heap of soft flesh wet with her saliva, flicking her tongue over the erected nipple at its' peak. As the Jamaican groaned in ecstasy Sevina suddenly plucked her hand out of her and dove in to lick and suck the spread, black pussy before her. Jasmine began to quiver and pant, her smooth belly heaving as she gulped for air. All three women attending her attacked their erogenous zones vigorously as the track star's orgasm neared. "Oh, God! My clit! She's nibbling my clit!" Jasmine managed to say just before screaming as she came. Her hands convulsively grabbed the back of Sevina's head and she pushed hard to shove the blonde's face into her crotch in her shuddering climax. An and Megan suckled as hard as they could at Jasmine's massive heaving tits then tapered off as she collapsed into a near swoon after cumming. The four lay or knelt quietly for a minute before the black girl pulled An, then Megan over for a kiss. Sevina clasped both her prominent nipples as she slithered up her front for her kiss. "Mmmm. I can taste my own pussy," said Jasmine as she bussed the tennis star. "I never thought lovemaking between women was so good." "Oh, men are nice too," Sevina said. "But there's something about cumming with another woman. Besides, you double your chances if you swing both ways." "We need to change towel," reported An as she pulled the old one out from under Jasmine. "This one's soaked." Megan fetched another one from the bathroom and spread it on the bed. "I guess I'm next then," she said and laid down on the towel. An and Sevina moved to either side by her breasts and Jasmine knelt at the foot. Megan felt a little shy as she spread her legs. Except to a doctor or a lover she had never exposed this most intimate part of her before today and she looked down the plane of her belly, past the auburn tuft of pubic hair at the Jamaican shyly. Jasmine also seemed shy as she looked Megan in the eye instead of gazing at her cunt. "I hope I know how to do this," she said dubiously. "Don't worry," assured Sevina. "You know what you like done to yourself; just do it to her. It'll be fine." Megan closed her eyes and laid her head down. In a moment, two warm pairs of hands were molding her boobs, causing little electric tingles down her spine as thy teased her nipples. After a minute another pair of hands started teasing the hair on her love mound before slipping down between her legs. Like An, her inner pair of pussylips were exposed at the slightest provocation and an erotic thrill went through her as Jasmine gently teased the soft flesh open and began to slide her fingers up and down her vulva. She was indeed touching Megan exactly like Megan touched herself when masturbating. Already excited by the two erotic sessions before, she was wet and could feel Jasmine's fingers sliding up and down the length of her juicy lips before they paused and one slid inside. The Jamaican's finger felt like a tiny penis inside her vagina and, like both women before her, Megan involuntarily tensed her ass muscles and bucked her hips upward in coital surrender. Meanwhile the two women at her tits had started licking her nipples, making the pale pink points erect and sending waves of pleasure down her body. By now Jasmine had three fingers plunging into her pussy and was using her other hand to jack Megan's clitoral hood up and down, stimulating her joy-buzzer within. Now it felt like a real cock was plunging into her cunt and Megan spread her legs wider in total surrender to the erotic fires that engulfed her. Again as if on a given signal, the three women tending her began to suckling, An and Sevina at each breast and Jasmine drawing her clitoris from out of its hood. The timing was perfect and Megan scarcely had time to take a breath before she climaxed. She could feel her cunt rhythmically contract around Jasmine's still plunging fingers as she flushed from face to knees in the strongest orgasm she'd had in months. Unable to say anything she gasped and trembled uncontrollably for nearly a full minute before coming down from her sexual high. When she could open her eyes again, Megan saw the smiling faces of An and Sevina looking down at her. "Welcome back," said the Swede and bussed her. An leaned forward for a quick kiss and, as she drew back again, Megan looked down the length of her body at Jasmine kneeling between her thighs. Her bush was matted with the track star's saliva and her own pussy juice. "Sevina was right; you did fine," Megan reported as the Jamaican beamed at her. "I'd wondered what my pussy looked like when I came," the Jamaican said. "Now I guess I know." The black girl slid up Megan's front, her enormous tits caressing the length of her body before being mashed flat as she leaned in for her kiss. It was intimate as any lover's and Megan stroked Jasmine's back down to her ass and cupped the firm globe of her cheek as they tasted each other. "My turn! My turn!" An exclaimed and they changed places, An on the bed and Megan between her thighs as Jasmine moved to one side by her breast. Megan looked down at An as she spread her knees and undulated her hips, excited before they'd even started. For just an instant she had a flash of what goes though a man's mind as a woman offers herself in sexual surrender, the power of taking someone lying before you and the obligation to pleasure her. The other two women had already started teasing the nipples of her breasts as Megan knelt and reached out to touch her. She twined the loose strands of the asian's sparse pubic hair and tugged it playfully, making An giggle. "Don't pull it out by roots," she implored. "Now I know what real bush looks like and I'm jealous--oh! My!" This last was due to a particularly agile suck by Sevina at her left tit. Megan stopped playing with An's hair and lightly stroked the cleft that divided her mons until she reached the hood of her clitoris. Gently she pushed the hood back, exposing the finger- sized head and touching it directly, eliciting a shudder from the gymnast. Relenting, she straddled the clitoral shaft between her thumb and forefinger and stroked it, making the open end of its' hood caress the pink button at its' tip. An moaned and tensed her ass muscles in time with Megan's strokes. After a minute of teasing Megan began to play with the lips of An's pussy. The smooth flesh to the outside was erotically bare, like a shaved girl she'd seen once in a porno tape, and she slid her thumbs several times up and down, edging closer to center with each stroke. In a moment she'd reached the edges and slipped over the boundary to caress the area between the two pairs of pussy lips. An moaned quietly again as Megan's touch became more intimate. After a dramatic pause the swimmer slid a finger down the closed cleft of the gymnast's vulva, making it open like a zipper. An twitched in near-orgasm and spread her legs wider. Megan gently grasped her inner lips between thumb and forefinger and pulled outward, opening her cunt until she could see up the moist coral sheath of her vagina. She was surprised to find what liked like a third pair of lips inside until she suddenly realized what she was looking at. "Oh my, she's a virgin!" Megan thought as she looked at the maidenhead that still guarded the asian's vagina. It was a paler shade of pink than the rest of her vulva with a membranous look and a small opening, about the size of a finger, that led deeper into her belly. Fascinated, Megan pushed a finger through that small hole and felt a ring of resistance as the elastic flesh of An's hymen passed up her penetrating digit. In and out she pushed her finger and An began to rock her pelvis up to meet her. Megan upped the stakes by using her other hand to slide the hood of her clit up and down, stroking the round head within. By now the other two women were suckling An's distended nipples and Megan stopped stroking to join them in the arts of oral sex. Her tongue swiped up the gymnast's labial groove and she got a strong jolt of pussy juice, the first she'd tasted other than her own. She delved into An's clitoral sheath, found the finger-sized love-button inside and swirled her tongue around its head. Meanwhile her left hand groped blindly until it found An's center and her middle finger slid back inside the clasping tunnel. On the brink of orgasm the gymnast began to shudder and Megan could feel her vagina pulsate and almost draw in her penetrating finger. Suddenly the gymnast gave a shuddering sigh and Megan's hand was drenched in the warm, thick fluid that spurted from her inner chamber through the orifice in her hymen. Then An relaxed as her climax subsided. The other two women released her petite teats as Megan pulled her finger out. The Asian pussy juice cupped in her palm spilled out to down her forearm and drip from her elbow. Megan placed her wet palm on An's nearly bare lovemound then slid her hand upward, past the indented navel in her soft belly, past the area between her still erect nipples to the hollow in her throat, anointing the centerline of the gymnast's body with her own lubricant. "Jasmine gets the prize for cumming the loudest," she said, "But you're definitely the wettest." All of them giggled as An received her kisses from Sevina and Jasmine and finally Megan. "That was wonderful," said Jasmine as she stretched. "Makes me hungry for Charlie. After dinner, roomie, you might want to knock before entering. I could be 'entertaining.'" "Charlie's here?" "Oh, yeah. He's on the track team like me -- that's how we met." "Your lover is Charlie Small?" The Jamaican sprinter had a lock on at least one gold, maybe as many as three. "Yeah, ain't I lucky?" "Be a shame to keep your room mate out in the hall," said Sevina as she sat on the bed they'd shoved into the corner. The other three girls blinked at her. "You might try 'entertaining' Charlie in front of an audience," she went on, stretching like a cat. "It adds a real kick." As she sat on the other bed between An's still spread legs, Megan wondered if all Swedes were as uninhibited or just the tennis players. Glancing at the Jamaican Megan could almost see Jasmine blush. "You mean Charlie and me here? In front of everybody?" she flustered, standing and unconsciously covering her pubes in sudden modesty. "I don't know. I--I mean . . ." she stammered to a stop. "It doesn't have to be just you two. We could each bring someone and have a regular orgy." Now Megan was blushing as she contemplated fucking someone in front of an audience. Then the thought of taking two men at once came to her. The heat from her face went down between her legs: She found the idea exciting. Judging by the mixed emotions that crossed her face, Jasmine was also finding the thought of watching someone and being watched by someone a turn on. Judging by her erecting nipples she found it a big turn on. An, though, just blushed. "Maybe I should go to Center," she said softly, naming what would be the Student Union when the area was converted to a university. "I don't have boyfriend." "Oh, I'm sure we could fix you up," Sevina urged, eyeing her nude form appreciatively. "Unless you're being true to someone back home, that is." "No one back home. I . . . I *never* have lover." "She means she's a virgin," said Megan as the other two glanced at each other. She made a vague gesture toward the gymnast's still-wet slit. "I saw her cherry when I was, uh, playing with her." "Cherry?" An asked, confused. "Your hymen. Your maidenhead," Megan explained. "I think it's sweet!" exclaimed Jasmine sitting on the corner of the bed and caressing An's brow. "Not many girls these days are saving themselves for marriage." "Not saving; no boys." "Eh? A billion people in China -- all women?" "I go to Bejing *Girls* School of Gymnastics," said An as she casually swung a leg up behind Megan and sat up. "Boarding school with all girl students, all girl instructors and coaches. No men there except director, Mr. Feng. He's old." She made a face. "That's why we invent starfish game. We--" She glanced at Megan. "--play with each other to relieve feelings of sex." Sevina closed her eyes dreamily and caressed her breasts. "Wow, a whole school full of lesbian athletes -- the mind boggles." "Not lesbian!" said An indignantly. "Well, some are but most like to have man. Just none around." Sevina arched an eyebrow. "How about you? *You* like to have man?" An blushed again and cast her eyes. "I guess so. Think about it a lot but . . ." "Well this place is filled with stud-muffins. Pick one and give the old nudge-nudge-wink-wink." She pointedly looked at the gymnast's form again. "Who could say no?" "Oh, no! I couldn't! I mean, I want--" She stopped and reflexively covered her mons. "She wants her first time to be something special!" said Jasmine defiantly, putting her arm around An and drawing her close. "Not just to lie under some jock with a stiff pecker!" An nodded shyly. "Want to but don't also. Couldn't be like I've seen you, Sevina -- no offense." "It's okay," replied the Swede, looking reflective. "It's been a long time since I was a virgin and I'd forgotten. "Never even seen a man -- naked I mean." "Well, you can just watch if you like, or go to the Center while we practice our wicked ways." "Oh, no, I *want* to. But can't ask some stranger." The blonde thought a moment. "I could fix you up with Erik, one of the coaches on the tennis team. I know he's gentle with a girl's first time -- he was with me when he took my cherry when I was younger than you. Would that be okay?" "I guess so," said An, excited and dubious at the same time. "Look. You can wait 'til last. And I'll tell Erik you reserve the right to change your mind." "Okay." "How about you Jasmine? You game?" A sly smile came over the black girl's face. "I'll have to ask Charlie. But I know he'll say yes, the big show-off!" "Megan?" A brief regret at the unavailable Fred flashed through her mind, then her libido took over. "There's a water-polo player who looks tempting . . ." She let the comment hang in the air. "Well, the Dolphin--" the nickname for Sweden's best hope for a gold in swimming. "--was making eyes at me the whole flight from Stockholm." She rubbed her hands together in anticipation. "Well, then it's settled. How about tomorrow afternoon right after lunch? That'll give us plenty of time to play before dinner. That fit everyone's schedule?" A chorus of yesses -- last from An -- answered her. No one's competition was for several days and, deferring to television coverage considerations, the practice sessions were always early in the morning. "Let's see," said Megan slyly. "We'll have two Americans, two Jamaicans, three Swedes, and a Chinese; two track and field, two tennis players, a gymnast, two swimmers, and water-polo . . . Yep, sounds diverse enough to satisfy the Committee." All four women laughed. # # # Just after six the next morning, Megan's practice session was over and the U.S. water-polo team was just leaving the men's locker room for their turn. She had lingered a few seconds to be last in the group of departing women swimmers, surreptitiously pulling up the bottom of her bathing suit on one side so most of one cheek was exposed as if accidently. As she passed the polo team she caught the eye of the guy who'd been giving her frankly admiring looks the past couple of days and arched her eyebrow in her best come-hither look as they passed. She paused and looked over her shoulder. Sure enough, he'd stopped in his tracks and had turned to look back at her. She slowly passed a hand over the pale globe of her ass then turned to disappear into the shadows under the bleachers. Sure enough, seconds later he joined her there. "Hi," she said quietly. "You're Tom, aren't you?" "Yes, and you're Megan. I asked around." She looked up at him as he came closer. He was about six inches taller than she and had brown eyes and a cleft in his chin. All in all, except for that silly bonnet polo players wear, he bore a striking resemblance to the hero on a cover of a romance novel. Megan found herself melting. "Find me interesting, do you?" she said, feigning a nonchalance she didn't feel. "Very." She stepped closer and traced a fingertip around one of his flat nipples. "Well, so do I -- find *you* interesting that is," and she kissed him before he could reply. Lips locked, Tom pulled her close to him with a hand chastely at the small of her back. She pointedly moved it onto the bare flesh of her ass and pushed her tongue past his lips. He played with her tongue with the tip of his own and kneaded the cool, round sphere in his hand. Finally they broke for air. She resumed caressing his chest again, teasing the hair. "In fact I find you interesting enough to see more of you." The hand slipped down to pause at the top of his trunks. "*All* of you, in fact," and she pushed inside to gently grasp the soft mass of his cock. It stirred in her grasp. "Uh, yuh. Me too." He tried to reciprocate but was frustrated by the taut lycra of her suit. He settled for rubbing his middle finger up and down the center of her love mound outside her suit. She could feel his penis lengthen. "But not here, not now." "No. Gotta practice." Her attentions had obviously shorted his thought processes. He was lucky to get out a two-syllable word. "Lunch at the Center at noon," she directed. "Then maybe my room after." "Sounds good." "Hey, Carleton!" came an impatient call. "We play the Italians tomorrow! See your lady friend later!" "Duty calls," he said with some regret as they disengaged, "But I'll be there." A quick rearrangement of his genitals and he trotted toward the pool as Megan went down the short corridor to the locker rooms. # # # Over lunch she told him the rest of her proposal. "We, uh, won't be alone," she said and sipped her iced tea. Tom chewed reflectively a moment as he thought over this unexpected development. "My room mates will be having guys over, too." "For sharing or just looking?" "Who knows? We'll see how it develops." "Who are your room mates?" "Jasmine Rutherford is in my room." "The Jamaican track star with the huge--" "--Yeah, and Sevina Aaronsen is in the adjoining room." Tom's eyebrows rose in surprise. "I thought she was lesbian." "Only sometimes, it seems. *Her* room mate is An Li, the Chinese gymnast." Tom shrugged. "I don't follow gymnastics," he said. Megan smiled slyly. "She could be the most interesting of all. You see, she's a virgin . . . for now." Tom took a long pull on his soda. "Yow. Aaronsen and Rutherford naked and a virgin's first time, not to mention a chance to find out if what they say about redheads is true. Who are the guys?" "Jasmine's bringing her boyfriend, Charlie Small, and Sevina's coming--" Tom smirked. "--you know what I mean--with the Dolphin and some coach who deflowered her for An." "Be interesting to see if the Dolphin's as good at diving--muff diving, that is--as he is at swimming." Megan glanced at the clock. "Well then, let's go. we're supposed to meet at one o'clock."