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Bellaire Belles

Chapter Ten


By Mr. Freeze


I looked at Bree with a mixture of shock and arousal.  Both girls were
fully naked and Megan's red swollen womanhood was spread out for all to
see.  I quickly noticed that what I could see of Bree's womanhood was also
quite swollen.  These girls had obviously been quite busy.

"Greg, please don't tell my mom!" Bree screamed at me.

I didn't say anything.  I didn't even move.  I was too shocked to move.

"Greg please!"

I looked at Megan.  She made no attempt to cover up but I could see she
was very afraid of me.

"Greg?" pleaded Bree.

I shook my head and came to my senses. 

"Megan, get dressed and go downstairs.  Your brother is waiting for you."

I walked out of the room and I could hear Bree breaking into a fit of
sobbing.  I stopped in the middle of the hallway and just stood there,
staring at a picture of Bree as a young child on the wall.  She couldn't
have been more than five years old in the picture.  I looked at how
different the child in the picture was from the Bree I knew.  It was
obvious that Bree was becoming a grown woman with wants and desires.

A chill ran down my spine as that fact sunk in.  Ashley's words from
earlier came back to me about how every girl at that party would jump my
bones given the chance.  I wondered if Bree wasn't one of those girls. The
fact that I was aroused by her made my worries even worse.

I was pulled out of my silent meditation by someone tapping me on the
shoulder.  I turned around to see a Megan standing there, her eyes red
from crying.

"Please don't tell Sarah about this.  I really like Bree is a friend and I
would hate to lose that over this," she said.

I didn't say anything.  I merely wiped away a tear that was running down
her cheek and gave her a forced smile.  She smiled back weakly and ran her
hand over her eyes to brush away any further tears.  She then turned and
made her way down the stairs.

I turned and looked towards the door to Bree's room.  I knew I had to face
her.  Every part of me wanted to run, to avoid the situation.  I then
realized I was a first class wuss.  I always ran away.  I never faced my
problems.  I needed to face this problem head on.  I walked slowly to the
door and listened.  Bree was in her room sobbing.  I knocked softly on the
door.

"Come in," sobbed Bree.

I stepped carefully into the room.  Bree was still naked and laying face
down on her bed sobbing.  I fought with every bit of my self-control to
not stare at her beautiful bottom pointed up at me and try to take the
situation seriously.

I cleared my throat working up the courage to speak.  "Bree, we need to
talk."

Bree turned over to face me, but still lying down.  This view was even
more arousing.  

"Any chance you can get dressed first?" I asked.

Bree shrugged her shoulders and climbed out of bed.  I watched her as she
got her clothes off the floor and put them back on.  My cock was
threatening to tear out of my jeans from the show.  I had seen her naked
quite a bit, but never in a sexual way and it really turned the way I
looked at her into something completely different.  To my horror I was
beginning to lust after her.

When Bree was finished she sat on the edge of her bed about as far away
from me as she could.

"You're gonna tell my mom, aren't you? "

I looked at her and nodded.

"Why?  She is gonna kill me."

"Because your mom needs to know something like this is going on," I said.

"No she doesn't," she snipped back.  "It is my life, not hers."

"Bree, sex is something that is a very serious matter.  I thought your mom
had pretty much impressed that on you.  You both seem pretty comfortable
talking to one another about it.  I really don't think you would be in any
trouble.  She will probably just make sure you don't have any questions
and tell you to take it easy for awhile."

"I don't want to take it easy for awhile," she said.

"Bree, you are fifteen..."

"Don't give me that bullshit story now," she snapped.

"What?"

"You have always treated me like an equal and all of a sudden you want to
act like the adult and I am the child?"

"Well Bree..."

"You are only four years older than me Greg.  You are hardly in a position
to be giving me parental advice."

I put my head in my hand and massaged my temples, trying to relieve the
stress of the situation.

"Give me one good reason not to tell your mom," I said.

"Because you are my friend," she said, softening her expression.

"Your mom is my friend too.  How can I betray her trust?"

"You have before," she said with venom.  

That comment cut me to the bone.  I looked away from her to hide the tear
that was running down my cheek.  She was right.  I had betrayed her trust
once.  I didn't want to do it again.  Then again I wanted to gain some
trust with Bree, which at this point was shaky at best.

 "Can I ask you something?" I said, my back still turned to her.

"What?"

"Do you have a crush on me?" I asked. 

"What, are you crazy?"

"You have been hanging all over me and giving me these mind blowing kisses
lately."

"I was just being a friend."

"Friends don't kiss like that," I said.

I heard Bree softly sobbing behind me.  I turned back to her.

"You do have a crush on me," I said.

She nodded.

"Bree..."

"I know you can't do anything about it," she said.

"You are such a wonderful girl.  I know you will find another boy that is
a little more suitable in age for you."

Bree just nodded and sobbed harder.  I took her into my arms and drew her
into me.  Her sobs intensified as I held her and rocked her back and 
forth.

"I am not going to tell your mom what happened," I said.  "On one
condition."

Bree looked up at me with curious eyes.

"I want you to discuss this with someone.  I am going to talk with Ashley
and see if she will have a talk with you about it."

"She won't tell?"

"No, Ash is very good about keeping secrets," I said.

"Why?"

"Because you are young and you need to talk to someone about this.  It is
my condition.  Take it or leave it."

Bree squeezed me and nodded into my chest.  

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I trudged down the stairs after leaving Bree's room to find Ashley and
Sarah doing the dishes.  

"Finally," chuckled Sarah.  "He shows up when the work is all done."

"Sorry guys," I said.  "Bree got to chatting about the day and she
wouldn't shut up."

"I understand," said Sarah with a wide grin.  "It has happened to me
before.  Once you get that girl started you just can't stop her."

"She really had a great party," added Ashley.  "She has gotta be really
excited right now."

I nodded.  Ashley would soon find out how excited she was.

I helped the girls dry the remainder of the dishes and then we headed out
to the pool to clean up the remaining mess out there.  As we cleaned Bree
came down.  She looked chipper as ever but in her eyes I could see it was
all an act.

"How are you doing sweetie?" asked Sarah.

"It was such a big day!" said Bree enthusiastically.  "Need any help
cleaning up?"

"Nope," said Sarah.  "You are the birthday girl. It is your day to relax."

"Can we go out for some ice cream?" she asked.

"Sure," said Sarah enthusiastically.

I shot a look at Ashley and tried to speak before she had a chance.  

"I think I will stay here," I said while trying to convey to Ashley that I
wanted her to do the same.

Ashley nodded at me with a smile.  "I ate too much cake," she said.  "I
will get fat enough the way it is."

"Suit yourselves," said Sarah with a smile.  "It will just be the two of
us."

Bree smiled nervously as they left.  Ashley looked at me with a hungry
expression.

Once they were gone Ashley sauntered over to me.

"So what did you have in your dirty little mind?" said Ashley.

"Ash, I needed to talk with you alone," I said.

Worry replaced the look of lust on her face.

"Is there something wrong?" she asked.

"Not between us," I said trying to be reassuring.

Ashley sighed and gave me a quick hug.

"What's wrong, honey?"

I gestured over to some chairs out by the pool and we each took a seat.

"It's about Bree," I said.

"About how she is hitting on you all the time?"

"You know about that?" I asked.

"Hon, even a blind man would notice it," she said.

"That is just part of a larger problem," I said.

"You mean you and her..."

"No.  Let me finish please."

"Ok."

"I walked in on Bree and your sister having oral sex," I said.

I saw a thin smile form on Ashley's face.  "That little devil," she
murmured.

"Excuse me?" I said.

"Oh...um..." sputtered Ashley.

"What is it about Megan that I should know?" I asked getting angry that
she found this situation amusing.

"Megan is a bit...um...how shall I say it...sexually active?"

"How would you know?" I said.

"I just do," she said.  "She is a little vixen.  Doesn't surprise me that
she seduced Bree."

"Ash, I am concerned that she is too young for all of that," I said.

"She is fifteen honey," said Ashley.  "By that time I had already been
sexually active for two years myself."

"Well I told her that she had to talk with you," I said.

"Why would you tell her that?" asked Ashley.

"Because she pleaded with me to not tell Sarah and I told her I wouldn't
as long as she talked to you."

"Why me?"

"I figure she needs to talk to someone about this, have someone available
to ask questions to."

"I thought her mom and her talked about all that stuff already.  From what
I understood Bree never had problems discussing sex with her mom."

"Why do you think I feel so terrible not telling Sarah?  I didn't want to
hide this from her," I said solemnly.

Ashley looked at me, her eyes searching.

"Bree is gonna be fine," said Ashley.  "The stuff going on between her and
Megan is harmless."

"And what happens the next time I catch her and it's a boy?  That won't be
so harmless."

"First of all I doubt if you would ever catch her again.  She will be much
more careful next time.  Second of all, the only boy she has her eye on
right now is you so it just won't happen."

"How do you know she is safe with Megan? You said she was sexually active.
What if she has some kind of disease?"

Ashley looked at me with a bit of anger in her expression.   I knew I
shouldn't have said something like that about her own sister.  The words
were out of my mouth before I even knew it.

"You fuck me and I don't have any diseases," she spat.

"I'm sorry Ashley, I didn't mean..."

Then it hit me.  I noticed the look of horror in her face and it confirmed
it in my mind.

"Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit," screamed Ashley.

"You had sex with your sister?" I blurted out in surprise.

Ashley started sobbing.  "How could I be so stupid?" she screamed at the
sky.

"Oh my," I said, my suspicion confirmed.

"You tell anyone and I will never talk to you again," said Ashley with
venom.

"Hey, don't be mad at me," I said defensively. 

Ashley's face softened a bit.  "You probably think I'm a bad person now,"
she said starting to cry.

I tried to regurgitate what she had told me.  I couldn't answer her.  She
had incestuous sex with her sister.  Thousands of questions filled my
mind.  Did she have sex with her brother too?  Did she have sex with her
parents?

Then I thought about the last few weeks and my introduction to nudity and
how I thought that was wrong.  I thought about my two lovers and how I had
once thought that was wrong as well. My Christian mother had indoctrinated
me with all of her religious dogma and one by one those walls she had
built up were tumbling down.  Why was it so bad if she had sex with her
family?  If they loved one another what did it matter?

I took Ashley's chin into my hand softly and cocked her head up so I could
look into her eyes.

"You aren't a bad person," I said to her in a gentle and calming voice.

"You won't tell anyone," sobbed Ashley, close to hyperventilation.

"Your secret is safe with me but I do want to ask some questions if that
is ok," I said.

Ashley began to calm a bit.  Her sobbing was now just a gentle crying but
she was still shaking like a leaf.

"Have you had sex with others in your family?" I asked.

Ashley nodded and her sobbing increased again.  I put my hand on her
shoulder in an attempt to calm her down.  I gave her a few minutes and she
was calm enough to speak again.

"My brother and I were the first to have sex," she started, still crying.
"I was thirteen at the time.  Being kind of geeky he wasn't going to get
anything at school but that didn't stop me from desiring him.  You already
know my family and I are nudists.  I just started desiring him more and
more and eventually one day I just started stroking his cock.  Next thing
I knew we were playing with one another any chance we got.  A month later
I lost my virginity.  As for Megan, her and I started playing around right
before I left for college."

"Do you still have sex with them?" I asked.

"Sometimes," she said.  "But not since you and I consummated our 
relationship," she added quickly.

"What about your parents?" I asked.

"I haven't had sex with them if that is what you are asking," said Ashley.

"Do they know?"

"Yes, they caught my brother and I when I was fourteen.  They sat both of
us down and had a long talk about sex and about what we were doing.  It
turns out that they had similar relations with my aunts and uncles.  When
I started with Megan, I actually asked them for permission first and they
sat Megan down and had a talk with her."

"What if Megan didn't want to do anything?" I asked.

"I knew she was interested.  It turned out that she was and everything was
ok.  If she wasn't for it, it would have never happened."

"And have Megan and Patrick had sex?"

"No. Although Megan and Patrick have both expressed the interest.  Patrick
is so busy with school though and rarely comes home for holidays."

The thought of Patrick and Megan possibly sharing intimacy and then Ashley
and Megan sharing intimacy began to make me rethink the whole situation
with Bree.  Ashley was the same age difference with Megan who was Bree's
age.  Maybe she wasn't too young for me.  In all reality it was only a
four year difference.

"Ash, since you shared with me, I need to get something off my chest and
get some advice here."

"What's wrong Greg?"

"It's Bree," I said.  I paused before continuing.  "She really gets me hot
sometimes."

"I've noticed," said Ashley giggling.

"You have?"

"Greg, Bree is a beautiful young girl and with the way she fawns all over
you how can you help but get aroused when she is around you?"

"But she is so young and..."

"Greg, look at the age difference between me and Megan.  It really isn't
wrong.  It's only four years.  My Mom and Dad are six years apart.  The
fact that it is Sarah's daughter, that is another issue altogether."

"I know.  I like Bree and everything but I just want us to be friends."

"Gee, that sounds familiar," said Ashley with a chuckle.

"I keep trying to get her to back off," I said.  "I just don't know what
to do."

"I will talk to her about both things," said Ashley.  "You really are a
good guy to worry about Bree like you do."

"Thank you Ash," I said.

"That's what I love about you," she said.  "You are so kind to everyone.
You have such a big heart."

I took Ashley into my arms and kissed her gently.  Ashley returned my kiss
with passion and hunger.  Not releasing our lip-lock, I took Ashley into
my arms and carried her into the house.

"You better make it a quickie," said Ashley with a giggle.  "They will be
back soon."

"Guess we will have to skip the foreplay," I joked.

"You bet," said Ashley with a huge grin.

I carried her up the master bedroom and lay her down on the huge king
sized bed.  We both started to quickly undress ourselves.  I did it
standing up next to the bed; she did it lying down on the bed.  I giggled
at her as she wiggled out of her tight shorts while lying down.

I looked at the naked beauty waiting for me on the bed and thanked what
ever God was above for letting me be so lucky to have such a lovely
creature in my bed, let alone two.  Ashley looked like an absolute angel
lying there. Her long curly red locks of hair splayed out around her head
like a halo.  Her alabaster skin had an unearthly glow to it.  Her smooth
graceful curves were something only granted to a deity.

I climbed between her legs and hovered over her.  I gave her a quick, but
fiery kiss and then slowly entered her.  She moaned softly as I penetrated
her depths.  I kissed her firmly and passionately and began gliding in and
out of her.  Her hands drifted over my chest and found my nipples, which
she began tweaking gently, adding to my arousal.  

"I love you so much Ashley," I said between gasps of pleasure.

Ashley moaned loudly.  "I love you too," she said through clenched teeth.

I slowly made love to her, even surprising myself on how long I lasted.  I
wanted to feel one with her.  I wanted to give her a part of me.

"I'm gonna cum!" I grunted as I arrived at the point of release.

"Give it to me baby.  Let me feel you fill me with your love."

I did just that.  Every jet of semen that entered her body was my love for
her.  I felt like I was truly giving her a part of myself.

I kissed Ashley tenderly and rolled off of her and lay down next to her
and took her in my arms.

"I love you Ashley," I said again.

"I love you too Greg," she sighed.  "I love you more than I have ever
loved anyone in my life."

"I'm so sorry you didn't cum," I said.

"You have more than made up for it in the past," she giggled.  

I kissed her once again.  I loved her too more than anyone else in the
world.  I just could never tell her that, lest I hurt Sarah.

-- end chapter ten --

-- to be continued --