Author: Virgil Black Title: A Goodbye Present Part: Chapter 6 of 7 Universe: 'Home for the Summer' Summary: A young man goes on a dinner date with two of his sister's sixteen year old friends Keywords: Mf, Mff, pett, oral, anal, rim This story picks up with characters and events from "Losing My Shirt," "Booty Call," and "Getting Wet," so maybe you should read those first: ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/virgil_black/txt/losing_my_shirt. txt ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/virgil_black/txt/booty_call.txt ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/virgil_black/txt/getting_wet.txt If you enjoyed this story, please let the author know: virgilblack@gmail.com A GOODBYE PRESENT My cellphone rang during my lunch break Friday. I recognized the number. "Hi Christine," I answered. "Hey." "So what's up?" It had been two weeks since we had gotten together, and I hoped that she was going to be home alone again tomorrow night. I was only going to be around this weekend and the next before I went back to school, and I wanted for us to hook up. "So, I know it's short notice, and you can say no if you have other plans, but do you wanna go out with me and Amy for dinner and other stuff tomorrow night? Sort of a goodbye present, since you're leaving soon," she asked. Hell yes I did! "Sure, that sounds fun. What are the plans?" "Um, we don't have plans for anything fancy. Could you come around my house about 8?" "No problem," I replied. "Oh yeah, do you like sushi?" she asked. "I love it," I told her. "Amy wants to go for sushi. I've never had it before, but she says I'll like it." "Yeah, you will. It's better than it sounds." "Okay, so... we'll see you then?" "Absolutely!" "Great! Well, bye." "Bye-bye." - - - - - It was an understatement to say I was looking forward to my date with Amy and Christine. I spent the rest of the day Friday and all day Saturday thinking about it. Megan came to my room while I was getting dressed before leaving to meet the girls. "Going out with Christine, huh?" "What'd she tell you?" I asked. "That she was going to take you out for dinner and try to get you to stay the night," she answered, smiling. "And I'll keep your secret, but you have to promise to tell me everything that happens." "You should just get Christine to tell you," I replied. "Maybe I'll do that, too." "I'm not telling you anything, Megan. I'm too much of a gentleman," I said. She laughed. "No you aren't!" "Well, I'm still not going to tell you. And you're not going to say anything, either." "No, I won't," she admitted. She frowned. "But I have to admit I'm kind of jealous! Have fun, Bro," she said as she left my room. "See you tomorrow." She stopped and turned back to me. "And I WILL find out what happened, so you better make it good." It seemed that Christine hadn't told her anything about Amy coming along. Maybe Megan didn't know I'd been fooling around with her other friend, too. I knew I was playing it pretty close to the edge. For me this was just for fun, and I think it was for the girls, too, but they were only sixteen and I didn't want any hurt feelings or jealousy. It was all ending soon, anyway. - - - - - I arrived at Christine's house right at 8 o'clock. Amy's car was out front, so I parked in the driveway. Amy answered the door. I hadn't seen her for weeks. "Hey, baby," she said, grabbing my arms. She pulled herself up on tiptoes and kissed me on the mouth. "I've missed you!" "Hi Amy," I greeted her. "I've missed you, too." She was wearing a silky black skirt that fell about halfway down her thighs, and a matching camisole top. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra from the way the fabric fell over her breasts. "Christine is still upstairs getting dressed. She wanted me to tell you to put your car in the garage. I'll open it and you can drive in." We took care of that, and by the time I was back in the house, Christine was downstairs, too. She was beautiful in a pretty green and white sundress that came down to her knees. I kissed her, too, on the cheek. "Well, let's go!" said Amy, and we all went outside to her car. - - - - - Amy drove us to what she said was her favorite sushi place. It was downtown, so it took us a while to get there. I was sitting up front with Amy, but it was Christine who did most of the talking. She wanted to know what I was studying in school and what living in New York City was like. When we got to the restaurant, we carried on pretty much the same conversation after we sat down at the sushi bar. Both the girls were thinking about college - they would be Juniors this year, and would take the SAT and wanted to start figuring out what schools they wanted to go to. I like sushi, though I'm not an expert, and I thought dinner was good. Christine started out nervous about the raw fish, but after trying a few different kinds, she decided she liked it and was willing to eat almost anything. We were all having a lot of fun. The only surprising thing happened just before we left. Amy came back from the restroom and dropped her folded napkin in my lap. "Open it," she said. So I did. There was a small scrap of black fabric inside. "What is it?" I asked, picking it up by the strings that were attached to it. "Don't hold them up!" Amy cried. Oh my goodness. They were Amy's underpants - a tiny black g-string. The sushi chef was working right in front of me. I caught his eye, and he smiled, quickly looking down at the fish he was slicing. Amy noticed him and started to blush. Christine laughed, covering her mouth. "Don't laugh, Chrissy," Amy said, "You haven't been wearing any all evening!" Now Christine turned red, too. Amy looked back at the sushi chef, who pretended to be concentrating on his knife work. Except he had a big grin on his face. "That's right," she said, loudly, drawing the attention of some other customers. "We're both going to fuck his brains out tonight." Now my face felt hot. "So, uh, we'll just take the check, please," I said to the man. - - - - - When we got to the car, Christine told me to get in the back with her. As soon as Amy started the car, Christine leaned over and started kissing me, her hand on my thigh. "Hey, no fair!" Amy said when she glanced in the rear view mirror. That didn't stop us. Christine didn't waste any time. She had her tongue in my mouth and her hand on my package before we left the parking lot. I stroked her silky thighs and back as she squeezed my hardening cock, her breasts pressed against my chest as we kissed. "Can I take it out?" she whispered into my mouth, our lips almost together. I nodded. Her hands went to my belt, which she unbuckled. Then she pulled my shirt up and unfastened and unzipped my slacks. She stuck her hand inside, rubbing my growing erection through my boxers. "Oh, that's nice," she whispered again, feeling the length of my shaft. "Help me get it out." I lifted my butt off the seat and pushed my pants down a little. Christine used both of her hands to force my boxers down, and then she pulled my cock free, wrapping one soft hand around the glans. "Oh, come on!" Amy exclaimed from the front. I could see her eyes in the mirror. "What are you doing? You have to wait for me!" But we weren't waiting, it seemed. Christine lifted her dress and straddled me. She aimed the fat head of my cock right into her already damp pussy, and ran it back and forth in the wet groove, lubricating it with her juices while she twirled her tongue in my mouth. I broke the kiss. "Baby, do you want protection?" I asked her in a whisper. "No, I'm on the pill, and I trust you," she said quietly, nuzzling my ear. "Thanks for asking, though. You're sweet." She directed my cock to the opening of her vagina and stuck her tongue in my ear as she sank down on me, her hot sheath enveloping the thick tip of my cock as I wedged her open. "Oh, shit!" she groaned as I penetrated into her, splitting her slick insides open with my rod. She rocked up and down on me slowly, sinking deeper each time until I was fully embedded into her, her smooth pussy lips stretched around base of my fat shaft. "No. Way." Amy exclaimed, apparently watching Christine rise and fall over my lap. "You guys stop that right now, or I'm pulling over!" "I love how I can feel you so deep inside," she said, breathing into my ear. "Just let me fuck you, okay? Let me do all the work." I nodded and ran my hands up her back, her full tits rubbing lightly against my chest as she rode me. "Just get us home quickly, sweetie" I replied to Amy, leaning around Christine so I could see Amy's eyes in the mirror. "But be careful - and keep your eyes on the road." "It's not fair!" she said again. "Dammit Chris, just don't use him up, okay?" "Mmmhmm," Christine moaned. She rode my cock gently, sliding slowly on the rigid organ, her slick canal squeezing my flesh as she rose up and sank down. Her fluids dripped, cooling, over my balls. I slipped my hands under her dress and cupped her smooth bottom. "You feel so good around me, baby," I breathed into her ear. "Your pussy is so tight and hot around my cock." She moaned and ground her clit against me when she pressed down. "Your little pussy is drooling all over me, baby. Are you always this wet?" "I am for you," she whispered, and when she kissed me I slid my tongue deep into her mouth. She rode me slowly all the long drive back to her house, sliding up and down my prick, teasing me until I was throbbing with excitement. My cock had never been harder. She had been teasing herself, too, and she was perspiring and flushed when Amy finally pulled the car into the driveway at Christine's house. But still, she didn't stop fucking me. Amy got out and opened the back door. "All right, get off him and let's get him inside," she told Christine, but Christine still wouldn't stop. "All right, baby, let's go inside," I told her, lifting her off my rod. Her juicy pussy sucked at my cock as I pulled her off. "Ooohhh," she pouted, "Okay." She turned and slid over to the door as I pulled up my pants. I followed her out of the car and we both stumbled to the front door, feeling a little lightheaded. "You need your keys, Chris," Amy said, irritated, trying the locked door. Chris dug into her purse, but couldn't find them. "Give it to me, I'll do it," said Amy, snatching the purse. She quickly found the house key and let us in. Christine flopped down on the couch in her living room, fanning herself. I was starting to feel better as more blood finally came back to my head. "God, Chris, you're such a slut!" laughed Amy. "Hey, be nice, Amy," I warned her. "Yeah, Ame, you would have done the same thing if you'd had the chance," Christine replied. "So, I'm a slut, too," answered Amy. "Is there anything to drink here?" she asked. "There's an open bottle of wine in the fridge. It's almost full." Christine said. "I'll just tell my mom I spilled it or something." "Cool." Amy left for the kitchen and came back with three glasses of wine. She sat down next to Christine on the sofa and I sat on a chair across from them. We sipped from our glasses quietly. "So, what now?" Amy asked, finally breaking the silence. "I have an idea," I said. "Do you girls want to play a game?" They looked at me dubiously. "What? Like strip poker? Didn't we do that already?" Amy replied, smiling. "No, this is a different kind of game," I said. "Oh?" "It's a game where you both get to come." "That sounds more interesting," Amy smiled. "What do we have to do?" asked Christine, a little suspiciously. "Not much, I'll do most of it." "If it's a game, how do I win?" Amy wanted to know. "The winner is whoever comes first," I answered. "And what do I win?" she asked. She stuck her tongue out at Christine. "You get to decide what we do next." "Then I'm in," said Amy. "Um, I guess so," said Christine. "Good," I said. I dragged the coffee table away from the sofa and put my glass down on it. "So, first, turn around and kneel on the sofa. Copy Christine, Amy. Now, lean over a little and put your hands on the back, or you can rest on your elbows, whatever is comfortable." They both did as I asked, and now the two girls were facing away from me, their bottoms in almost the correct position. "Christine, could you come just a little closer to Amy." She slid over. "That's good." Christine was on my left hand and Amy was on my right. "I start like this," I said, as I slid a hand up the inner thigh of each girl, stopping before I reached their pussies. They both turned and looked back at me. "Is that okay?" I asked. "Yeah," said Amy. Christine nodded. Amy spread her legs a little more and leaned forward, resting on her elbows. She wiggled her bottom. Christine just arched her back a little. Lifting their dresses as I moved my hands, I kept stroking them from their bare hips, down the outside of their thighs, and back up the inside, tracing a path over their firm bottoms with my fingers but avoiding contact with their vulvas. I tried to mirror the motions of my hands on each girl. Before long both of them were pushing back against my hands, trying to get more contact. Christine was now facing forward, but Amy still had her head turned, watching me. She mouthed the word "Hurry," so I slid each hand up between the girls' legs and cupped their bare pussies. They were both steaming hot. Amy moaned and ground her ass back against my palm. I sunk my fingers into the clefts between their labium. Now Christine groaned and arched her back, pushing herself hard against my hand as I rubbed her wet slot. My thumbs rested over their buttholes, making small circles around the cute little puckers, and Amy was really getting into it, rolling her hips around and humping up against my hand. After a few minutes of that, I reached under to give their clits some attention, too, and both girls whimpered a little, Amy now shutting her eyes. I rubbed them slowly, pressing the little buttons with my index and middle fingers and rolling them softly with my fingertips. Both girls were breathing heavily. After a while, I slid the middle finger of each hand up inside each girl. Christine gasped. A moment later I followed those fingers with my index fingers, and began drawing them both in and out slowly, rubbing my fingertips along the rear walls of their vaginas. Both girls were squirming now, but Amy seemed closer to coming, her body trembling slightly and her breathing rapid, and I decided to try to push her over. I slicked my thumb in the juices lathered around her pussy and pushed it slowly but steadily against her asshole. Amy let out a growl when my thumb popped inside her ass as the tight pucker gave way, sliding smoothly up inside her. I could feel her from both sides as she started coming. "Oh, yeah, oh, God!" she cried, her asshole and pussy clamping around my digits, her legs shaking and tummy heaving as her back arched. My thumb was still teasing her butthole as I wiggled my fingers inside Christine's pussy. She hadn't come yet. Amy was just recovering from her orgasm, but straightened her back and turned to face her friend, my fingers and thumb still inside her. "So I win," she said, breathing hard, "But now we have to make Chrissy come." Amy grabbed her arm and spun Christine to face her before reaching around her back and quickly unzipping her dress. Christine looked dazed, my fingers still working her insides. Amy then pulled Christine's dress off over her head. "And we'll let these puppies out," she said, reaching around Christine's back again to unclasp her bra, which she pulled off, the cups dropping away from her gorgeous breasts. "I've wanted to try this for a while," Amy said, looking me right in the eyes before cupping Christine's tits in her small hands. Christine moaned. Amy ran her soft hands all around Christine's breasts and dragged her palms over her engorged nipples, causing small shocks to run through Christine's stomach. I watched, rapt, while slowly fingering Christine's moist pussy, my thumb, slippery with her honey, teasing the pucker of her anus. "I've also wanted to try this," Amy said as she leaned in to kiss her friend, her red, wet lips softly touching Christine's. Her tongue darted out and licked Christine's lips as she pulled away. Christine sighed, her breath heavy. She was trembling, her hands clasped around Amy's upper arms. "And there's also this," Amy said, her right hand dropping from Christine's breast and slipping down her stomach and between her legs. I felt her fingers brush mine as she slid them through Christine's wet folds. "Oh, God," Christine gasped. Her thighs were beginning to quiver. I fucked her harder with my fingers, the pad of my thumb pressed against her butthole. "Will you come for us, Chrissy?" Amy whispered, gently rubbing Christine's excited clitoris. "Uh huh," she gasped. Amy leaned in for another kiss. I saw Christine part her lips as Amy's tongue slid into her mouth. Then Christine came, her whole body shaking as she was wracked by spasms. She held on to her friend Amy to keep from falling over as the two kissed. Just when she started to come down from her climax, I pressed my slick thumb hard against her butt, and it slipped into her tight pucker past the first knuckle. The shock set Christine off, and she came again, groaning into Amy's mouth. I could feel her muscles squeezing my fingers and thumb over and over. "Oh, wow," Amy breathed, breaking the kiss as Christine finally started to relax. "Let's let her lay down, okay?" she said to me. I pulled my digits out from inside from each of them, receiving little sighs in turn. We lowered Christine to the sofa, one leg draped off the edge. Amy kneeled over her. "You okay, Chrissy?" Christine smiled and nodded. "Yeah, Ame, I'm okay." She put her arms around Amy and pulled her down into a hug. "That was really nice." Amy snuggled against her friend, nuzzling her neck. I thought maybe I should leave them alone for a little while, so I stepped back from the couch and grabbed my wine glass. "Hey, where are you going?" Christine asked. "Um, just getting a refill." I held up the glass. "Okay, but hurry back. Amy gets to choose next." - - - - - I washed up in the kitchen, and poured the last of the wine into my glass. I could hear them talking in the living room, but I couldn't make out what they said. I waited a long time, sipping from the wine, until Amy got impatient. My cock had barely deflated at all, but at least it was no longer painfully erect. "Are you coming back, or what?" she yelled. That was my cue, and I went back to join them. Amy was still laying on top of Christine, who was naked except for her shoes. "I get to pick now, and I want you to fuck me," Amy said. "So you better get undressed." "Right here?" I asked. "Yep." "Are you sure we wouldn't be more comfortable in a bed?" She shrugged her shoulders. I started to take off my shirt as the two girls, cuddling on the couch, watched me. I sat down to take off my shoes and socks, and then removed my pants. Last of all, I pushed my underwear down my legs and stepped out of them. My hard cock bobbed in front of me. Amy sat up next to Christine, who also sat up, folding her legs on the sofa. Amy pulled off her top, exposing her bare breasts. "You should start by eating me, though," she said, spreading her legs as she pulled her skirt up her thighs, exposing her moist pussy. I dropped to my knees and crawled over to her on the floor, my long, hard dick swinging from side to side. Christine giggled. When I got to her, I slid my hands up her toned thighs and grabbed the waistband of Amy's skirt. She lifted her legs in the air and I pulled it down over her hips and off, past the sexy platform sandals she was still wearing. She spread her legs around me and I leaned into her, wrapping my arms underneath her thighs, my hands over her hips, and pulled her ass to the edge of the cushion. She draped her legs over my shoulders. I applied my tongue to her wet lips, gently licking the salty, sweet dew from her smooth labia. Amy moaned, her fingers stroking through my hair. I ate her slowly, teasing her, and never touching her clitoris. Her pussy dripped nectar which I eagerly lapped up, slowly drilling my tongue inside her and licking down between her cheeks to get the drops that had flowed there, licking softly at the pucker of her anus. She pressed her hands against my head, encouraging me to be more forceful, but I resisted. As I ate her, I watched Christine snuggle up to her side, and begin stroking her stomach and breasts. Amy turned her head and the two kissed again, softly, which made Christine smile. She experimented by flicking her tongue out, licking Amy's red lips, while her fingers found Amy's nipples, tracing circles around one and pinching it lightly before switching to the other. Soon, Amy had had enough teasing from both of us. "Oh, just fuck me now since you won't let me come," she said. Still on my knees, I straightened up, lifting Amy's legs up on my shoulders. I hooked my left hand around her thigh and with my right I lined my cock up with her pussy. I pushed the head up and down between her puffy lips, picking up her slick juices. I pressed the head of my cock into her clit, mashing the little button and making her gasp, before sliding my dick down through the slippery folds of her vulva and pushing the glans against her tight hole, stretching her open just a little bit before pulling away. She squirmed and tried to press toward me, aching to get my rod inside her, but I wouldn't let her. While I repeated this move over and over, Christine had crawled up to her knees, and was leaning over Amy, nuzzling and kissing her neck. Amy had one hand on Christine's head, running her fingers through her hair, and the other on her back, stroking her softly. I noticed Christine's hand creeping slowly down Amy's belly toward her mons. Amy's eyes were half closed and her mouth was open, panting quietly. I timed it so that the tip of my cock was nestled against the entrance to Amy's vagina when Christine finally reached her pussy. As Christine's fingers slipped around the hood surrounding her friend's pearl, I pressed into Amy's canal, stretching the orifice and splitting her tender, slick tunnel open as the fat head rammed into her body. Amy arched her back and groaned as I slowly drilled deeper into her while Christine felt her way lower, her now wet fingers sliding around the shaft of my cock where it entered Amy. She stopped kissing Amy and turned her head to watch as I began fucking her friend. I dropped Amy's legs from my shoulders and caught them in my hands, pushing her knees back a little and spreading them wide. I drove in and out of her slowly at first, but using the whole length of my cock each time. She was slick and wet, but her sweet, tight pussy clung to my shaft on each long stroke. Christine, meanwhile, was slowly and gently rubbing Amy's button, forcing small tremors through her tummy. With the slow and steady stimulation we provided, Amy was getting very close to orgasm - I could see it in her eyes and in the tension in her legs, her taut thighs flexing as I held them apart. I started fucking her faster and harder, setting her firm breasts jiggling as I slammed deep into her warm body again and again. She started grunting with each thrust, and Christine sped up her movements, trapping Amy's clit between her fingertips and wanking it quickly. "Oh, fuck! Fuck!" Amy shouted, grabbing a handful of Christine's hair as she started to come, her lean body writhing under our assault as strong spasms raced up and down her torso. Her pussy muscles clamped tight around my thrusting member, squeezing me hard, but I continued to fuck her, ramming into her quivering flesh as she thrashed. Amy cried out repeatedly while climaxing, until Christine covered her mouth with her own. When Amy couldn't take anymore, she pulled Christine's hand away from her pussy, but she couldn't stop me from fucking her as I raced for my own orgasm. Amy sobbed as my groin slapped against hers, my shaft reaching deep inside her body. I pounded her again and again, her legs spread wide apart, breasts and thighs jiggling, while Christine kissed her face and neck. I was nearly ready to come myself - my own organ had been thrumming hard since the car ride home. Finally, I felt a wave of tremendous release pass through my body as the muscles in my groin tightened and my balls emptied, pulse after pulse of semen streaming out of them and up my turgid cock into Amy's warm, wet tunnel. I roared and I felt like I was going to faint - the light dimmed and I saw stars. "Oh, yes! Do it, babe!" Amy cried when she felt the first of many blasts of come splash against the walls of her vagina. I kept thrusting into her, electric shocks from my supersensitive organ jolting my nerves, coating my shaft with slippery ejaculate that soon smeared her bare labia, drawn out of her by my pistoning cock. "Oh, baby, baby," Amy said, reaching for me. I leaned down over her as Christine backed out of the way and kissed her hard, our tongues wrestling inside her mouth. She grabbed my hair with her free hand and roughly pulled me closer, sucking the breath from my lungs as I slowly pumped in and out of her overheated pussy. Just as roughly she pulled me away and turned to kiss Christine. I watched their red lips meet, pink tongues slipping back and forth, as I straightened up again. I pulled my cock out of Amy, still half hard and dripping with our combined juices, and slapped it wetly against her mons, splattering my come in the small patch of pubic hair she allowed to grow there. Amy's reached down and grabbed my wilting member, squeezing the last few drops of runny jizz out onto her belly and spreading it around with my softening glans. "Oh, wow. I've never done that before," she said, when Christine finally pulled away from their sloppy kiss, wiping the drool from her chin and lips. "I can still feel the aftershocks!" Christine smiled. "That was pretty fun!" she said. I was still catching my breath, kneeling between Amy's spread legs. Both of us were messy with come, and Christine noticed. "Oh, no! I hope you didn't get that all over the couch," she said. "You two go clean up, quick, before you make an even bigger mess down here!" - - - - - Amy dragged me upstairs to Christine's mom's bathroom, which was bigger than the one Christine and her brothers shared. As we climbed the stairs, she held one hand between her legs, trying not to let my spunk drip out from inside her and onto the carpet. Christine was wiping some of it off the floor in the living room already, although the sofa had been spared. The shower was large and glass-walled, with multiple shower heads. Amy kicked off her shoes, turned on the water, and waited for it to get hot. "Get in, dirty boy," she said. I stepped into the shower and she followed me, immediately soaking herself from top to toe in the spray, her dark hair plastered against her neck and shoulders. It was a pleasure to wash her down, soaping up her slippery skin and feeling her firm body all over. The only other time we had showered together had been after the final booty call she'd given me earlier in the summer, and I'd taken her from behind then, up against the tile wall as the water poured over us. The thought of that caused my dick to thicken, which Amy quickly took advantage of, masturbating me slowly with her sudsy hands until I was almost fully hard. Then she rinsed me off and sank down to her knees in front of me, ready to take my cock into her mouth. "Uh, you guys shouldn't be in here," said Christine as she came into the bathroom. "Hey!" she cried, when she saw Amy about to suck me. "It's supposed to be my turn now!" "Oh, well, I was just getting him ready for you, Chrissy," explained Amy, chuckling. "Why don't you come in, too, babe?" I asked her. "You're already naked," added Amy. "Okay, I guess I have to clean up in here later anyway." She stepped into the shower with us, holding her hair up to keep it from getting wet, and stood under one of the spray nozzles. I poured some body wash into my hands. "This is my favorite part," I explained. "I'll help, too," said Amy, and she lathered her hands as well. We both washed Christine's lush body until she was tingling. Amy spent extra time soaping up Christine's large tits, squeezing them one at a time with both her small hands. Christine cooed from all the attention, her skin flush from the heat of the water and arousal. My cock was throbbing hard, waving around like a divining rod, the head purplish and shiny. "Looks like you're both ready for the next part," Amy said. "What'll we do?" Christine shut off the water. "Let's dry off and go to my room." - - - - - Christine climbed on to her bed, on her hands and knees. "I want it like this," she said, wiggling her bottom. I got behind her, kneeling, and put my hands on her hips. She still had the sexy pale triangle from her small bikini in the middle of her bottom. "Sexy tan, Chrissy," I said, recalling our last afternoon together. She giggled in response. "What'll I do?" asked Amy. "Get up here," I told her. "You'll think of something." Amy got on the bed and kneeled next to me, one of her breasts pressing into my arm. She put one hand over mine on Christine's hip, and the other around my hip. Christine was looking back at us. "So this is what doggy-style looks like. No wonder guys like it. Maybe I'll just watch for a while," Amy said. "You ready, Chrissy?" I asked. "I've been ready since we left the restaurant!" I grabbed my cock with my right hand and aimed the swollen glans at Christine's moist pussy. I slid it back and forth through her slit, but she was too impatient for those preliminaries. "Just hurry up and fuck me," she demanded. I placed my cockhead at the steamy canal opening, and sunk into her. She was stretched wide around the thick shaft, the mushroom tip lodged inside her tight sheath. "Ooooh!" she moaned. "That was neat!" Amy said. "I've never seen it up close like that! Not for real. Can you do it again?" I nodded and pulled out. Her narrow opening clasped around my cock as I broke free. Christine moaned again. I look at Amy. "Ready?" I said, and pushed back into Christine, wedging her open again, her pussyhole snapping shut around the now slick shaft of my cock. "Wow," Amy said. "Oooooh, damn, that's nice. But quit fooling around and just fuck me, okay?" Christine pleaded. "Okay, baby, I'm sorry." I looked over at Amy, kneeling next to me. "Since I'm not slippery yet, I have to go in just a little at a time until my cock gets coated," I told her, working my rod in and out of her friend's quim in short thrusts. "I know that," she replied. Christine was moaning again as I got deeper inside her. "Pretty soon I'll be able to go in all the way, and then we can really give it to her." I explained. Amy nodded, her hand slipping from my hip to my ass. It didn't take long. Christine was very slippery inside, and her honey soon covered my cock. I was sliding the full length in and out of her, the fat tip pressing against her cervix each time I thrust in. She was down on her elbows now, her full breasts hanging below her slender chest, swinging back and forth as I fucked her slowly, pulling her hips back to me as I pushed into to her. Her head was down between her arms. I started to speed up, slapping against her a little more rapidly. Christine made a small grunt with each thrust and her tits swung more wildly, her nipples almost dragging on the soft cotton sheets. Amy's hand had dropped from mine on Christine's hip. She began stroking her own pussy lightly as she watched us fuck, her other hand squeezing my butt cheek. "Stop for a minute, guys," she asked. I did. "Hey," complained Christine, "I think it's still my turn!" "I just want to try something, Chrissy. You'll like it," Amy explained. "Get up on your hands again," she said. Christine complied, and Amy let go of my waist and lay down on the bed next to her. "Now, kind of get over me, Chrissy." We both scooted over, my cock still buried deep in Christine's tight box. It was awkward, but Amy was below us now, her legs together as we both straddled her. Her face was right below Christine's. "Get it?" she asked. Christine nodded, and I began fucking her again, very slowly at first. Amy put her hands on Christine's back and, stroking her, the two girls kissed, Christine's hanging breasts pressed to Amy's own. "Do it hard, now, babe," Christine said, and I obliged her, slamming into her forcefully on each stroke. Her bottom slapped against my stomach. Amy soon wiggled down, her face between Christine's heavy breasts, and captured one in each hand. She sucked a nipple into her mouth. "You can bite them a little, if you want, Amy," Christine said breathily. I kept fucking her, slamming against her body, sending ripples through her buttocks and hips while Amy played with her tits. Much too soon, I could feel the come starting to rise in my nuts as the sensitive head of my cock began tingling and tension built in my groin, but I didn't want to peak until Christine did. Luckily, Amy was helping me. While I pounded into Christine, Amy's slipped her hand down between Christine's thighs and began frigging her clit, her fingers bumping against the shaft of my cock. The effect was immediate, and Christine started climaxing, a big orgasm gripping her as her body shook and muscles spasmed around the rigid member I had sunk deep inside her. She didn't make any sound at first; she just slumped onto her elbows and dropped her head down. But as I continued to thrust and Amy continued to play with her clit, she began to wail, crying out as she came for us. I was just about ready to come myself, and I started pounding Christine even harder and faster, digging my fingers into the flesh of her hips. My cock was throbbing inside her, skin taut from the engorging blood, when I felt Amy's soft hand close around my tight nuts. I felt my organ swell yet again and I pressed as hard as I could against Christine, the fat glans mashed into her cervix, when the flood gates opened. My balls emptied their load in huge spurts and I poured my come into Christine, filling her with white, hot juice as my cock splattered out globs of jism. I froze, holding Christine hips tightly, as Amy gingerly squeezed my balls, coaxing out the last drops of ejaculate and sending shivers through my body. Christine collapsed, her body falling limply as she slid off my cock, trapping her friend beneath her. Amy struggled for a moment, then let go of my scrotum and quickly pushed her off to the side, wiggling out from underneath her friend as my still pulsing cock drooled thick jizz onto the bed sheets. "Jeez, Chrissy, you almost suffocated me with your boobs!" she said, laughing. I fell back onto my ass, trying to catch my breath. - - - - - We lay together on the bed for a while, my cock oozing clear, runny semen onto my belly as it shrank. Amy curled against me, stroking my hairy chest and kissing my neck. Christine cuddled quietly next to me on the other side, her hand on my leg. It was a cozy fit for the three of us on her bed. Eventually, Amy dragged Christine off the bed to get cleaned up. I heard the shower running again, and they came back, hair and bodies wrapped in fluffy bath towels. Amy was wearing her glasses and carried a wet wash cloth. "I just thought I'd clean you up a bit, too," she said. Kneeling on the bed next to me, she wiped down my stomach and penis, soaking up the drying fluids from my pubic hair and balls. "Do you want to spend the night here?" asked Christine, while Amy washed me. "There's room for all of us in my mom's bed." "Sure," I said. "I'd love to." "Great!" "All done," Amy announced, and she placed a light kiss on my limp, and now wet, cock. We all left Christine's room for the master bedroom, and I pulled down the blankets of her mom's bed while the two girls put their towels away. I climbed under the sheets just as they came back from the bathroom. "I hate to ask, Chrissy, but what about your mom?" I wondered. "She won't be back until noon, at least," Christine said. "You can stay all morning, practically." I smiled and patted the bed. "Great. You two get in here and lets get some sleep." Amy turned off the lights and they got into bed with me. We did sleep, but not right away. Christine and I were both sated and very relaxed, but Amy was still feeling frisky. She played with my cock, lightly dragging her fingers up and down the shaft and circling the head, until she had coaxed it into a semi-erection. Christine was snuggled up against me, too, but trying to ignore her friend. "I tell you what, Amy," I said quietly, "Let's go to sleep now, and you can have dibs in the morning, if you still want to." She kissed my cheek. "That's what I was hoping you'd say," she whispered. "You still owe me one!" I said goodnight and kissed her back. - - - - - I awoke to the feel of a wet, warm mouth closing around my soft penis, a soft, raspy tongue dragging up the shaft. Amy was still at my side, her warm bottom pressed against my hip, so I figured that Christine must have woken up early and decided to get things started. She had crawled between my legs, her big, soft boobs squished against my thighs. There's almost nothing better than a blowjob first thing in the morning, so I just lay back and enjoyed it, my eyes closed, pretending I was still asleep as my cock grew harder and harder in her mouth. She slurped at my growing hardon, sucking me vigorously, drool pooling around the base of my cock where she held me with the fingers of her right hand. Her lips slid sensuously along the length of my rod, her tongue teasing the sensitive corona when she held only the tip inside her. As my erection got longer, I felt the glans bump into the back of her throat, but she didn't back off. She kept forcing me deep each time she sucked me in, pressing the mushroom tip against the back of her mouth. I could feel her gagging a tiny bit each time, and she drooled even more saliva, but she seemed determined. I continued to lay very still, breathing deeply as if I was asleep. Then Amy rolled over and Christine froze, her lips halfway down my cock. "It's okay, keep going," whispered Amy very quietly, "I just wanted to watch." I had slept with my arm up, my hand behind my head, and Amy snuggled in beside me, resting her head on my shoulder. Christine continued to suck me, and though my cock was now fully engorged, she continued to take me deeply inside her each time, gagging a little as I hit the back of her throat. Then, just when I had gotten used to the pattern, it changed. The next time I was deep in her mouth, instead of gagging she swallowed, and the tip of my cock slipped easily into the opening of her throat. I gasped and opened my eyes. Without pausing, she smoothly pressed forward, her mouth open wide, the swollen head of my cock stretching her throat, swallowing me deeper until her nose brushed against my pubic hair and her lips met the fingers she used to grasp the base of my member. "Woah!" Amy exclaimed. "That is so cool!" Christine held me inside her for a moment and then pulled off, spit spilling down my veiny shaft. She licked the head of my cock before releasing me from her mouth, a strand of saliva connecting the tip with her lower lip. "Good morning, baby," she said, smiling up at me, drool on her chin. "Wow, Chrissy, no one's ever done that before," I told her. "Where'd you learn to do that?" "Yeah, how'd you learn that? A few months ago you'd never even done oral!" Amy was confounded. Christine grinned. "I've been practicing. I read about it on the internet, and then tried it with a banana, like in that video." She wiped the spit from around her mouth with a finger. "That was great, hon. Really unbelievable," I said. "Thanks. You're about the same size as the bananas I used, but you're a different shape. I didn't think I was going to be able do it. The hard part for me is making myself swallow." Amy shook her head. "I don't think I could ever do that!" "Yeah, you could, Ame. You just have to try. I'll show you sometime," she responded. "Can you do it again?" Amy asked, grabbing for the eyeglasses she had left on the nightstand. She put them on. Christine nodded, and sucked my cock back into her mouth, this time pressing it for only a brief moment against the back of her mouth before swallowing it easily. She sank slowly down, my cock filling her throat, until her lips formed a circle around the wide base of my prick. Her tongue wiggled against the underside of my cock for several seconds before she backed off. I groaned as I felt my glans slip out of her throat. She kept my rod in her mouth and sucked me gently, her tongue licking up and down the shaft. "Whew. That's a really different feeling," I said. "Do you like it?" Amy asked me. "Yeah, it feels good. Good trick, Chrissy." I patted her head while she mouthed my hard cock. Her eyes were smiling. "I know a good trick, too, Chris," Amy said, winking at me. "Wanna see it?" Christine nodded, still nursing on my organ. I think I knew what she meant. "We're gonna need something really slippery," I told Christine. "Have you got any lube or baby oil?" - - - - - We all went back to Christine's room. Amy grabbed my saliva covered cock in her small hand and lead me there. Christine went to her dresser and pulled out a bottle of lube. It was the expensive, silicone kind that didn't dry out, which would be perfect for what Amy had planned. "We probably need a condom, too." I said. Amy wrinkled her nose. "Do we?" she asked. "I'd like to see how it feels when you come inside me." "We don't have to use one, hon." Amy nodded. Christine looked confused. "You want to go up or down, Amy?" I asked her. "Up," she said, climbing onto the bed and laying on her back. She spread her legs apart and began stroking her pussy lightly, while I climbed between her thighs, laying down, and pushed her knees up toward her chest. Her hips tilted up. "What are you guys doing?" Christine asked. "He's gonna fuck me in my bottom," Amy told her friend. "No way! You do that?" Christine was amazed. "Yeah, he showed me how earlier this summer." I started licking her anus, my tongue making small circles around the pink pucker. "It doesn't hurt?" asked Christine. "No, not really. I like it. It just took some getting used to, the first time." Amy put one hand on my head. Christine sat next to us on the bed, her feet on the floor. She watched as I tongued Amy's asshole. "Weird," she commented. Amy had her eyes closed, and was biting her lip softly while she played with her pussy. She dipped her middle finger into her pussyhole right under my nose and dragged out some honey, spreading it around her clitoris, which she rubbed lightly side-to-side. She relaxed her sphincter a bit and I slipped my tongue inside, rimming the little hole and loosening her up. "Oh, that's nice, baby," she told me. "You should try this sometime, Chrissy. It feels wild." Christine sat quietly. I glanced up at her - she was watching me intently. We kept at it for several minutes, my tongue probing into Amy's butt while she played with herself. She was dripping wet from my saliva and the nectar that spilled out of her pussy. "Okay, babe, I'm getting close. Should we do the next part?" she asked me. "All right. Chrissy, can you put some lube right there, on her bottom? Just drizzle a bit." She flipped the cap open and tilted the bottle over Amy's asshole. A thin stream ran out, pooling around the pucker before dripping down her to tailbone. Amy gasped. I leaned up on my elbows, and traced my index finger around in the slippery liquid, teasing circles around her little asterix before sliding my finger effortlessly into her ass. Amy exhaled, a small smile on her face. I started sawing my finger in and out slowly, curling the tip around in different directions and relaxing her sphincter from inside. We'd had anal sex only a few times this summer, but it was getting easier for her every time we did it. She stopped playing with her pussy and started squeezing the muscles of her inner thighs with her hands, spreading her legs apart. Her toes curled as I fingered her butt. "Put some more lube there, Chrissy, right around my finger." She reached over, her large breasts rubbing against Amy's leg, and poured some out. I withdrew my slippery finger and some of the liquid flowed into her still open hole. Then I pushed as much as I could gather on my finger down inside her. I slid the finger in and out, spreading the lube around her rectum. "You want to try it, Chrissy?" I asked her. "What, my bottom? You did it with your thumb earlier." "No, your finger. Do you want to put it inside her?" I said. Amy moaned. "Um, no. You go on. I'll just watch." "Oooh, God, I think we should do it now," Amy said, breathily, as my knuckles pressed against her perineum. I struggled to my knees, and then held my cock with my left hand, my finger still wriggling around inside her rectum. My cock was bone hard. "Chrissy, pour some lube over my dick and rub it around, all right?" She nodded and scooted toward me. She grabbed my erection and held it out, dribbling the lube all over the top side. Then she swirled her fist around it, coating my skin with slick fluid. Her hand felt lovely wrapped around my pulsating dick. Amy hooked her hands under her knees and pulled her legs back, spreading them wide as I leaned over her. I lined my cock up near her asshole, withdrew my finger, and, grabbing my erection, drove it right into the slippery pucker. Her strong sphincter resisted a moment, and then the mushroom-shaped glans slipped inside her tight anus. Amy drew a loud, gasping breath. "Just relax, baby. Remember to push out as I push in." "Yeah, I know," Amy replied, breathing hard. I let my cock rest, the glans lodged just behind the ring of her anus, as she adjusted to the size of my rod. She squeezed me so tightly I could feel my pulse pounding in my cockhead. After a moment or two, I pushed forward slowly, Amy exhaling, as I sunk another inch into her backdoor. "That's good," she said. "It feels okay." "Good, baby. Hang on now, I'm going to go deeper." I withdrew slightly and pushed in again, a longer stroke, not stopping until a further two inches were buried in her butt. I slid back out until just the head was left inside, and began thrusting in again. Christine leaned over Amy's leg, watching raptly as my cock slowly disappeared into her friends' stretched asshole. "I can't believe it doesn't hurt," she said quietly. "N-n-n-no, it feels... n-nice," Amy stuttered as I sunk deeper inside her. I was deep enough inside her now that I didn't need to guide my cock with my hand anymore, so I let go and used it to lever my weight above her. It was almost like fucking in missionary position, except she had locked her hands around her knees, pulling her legs back and apart in order to better align her ass with my cock. I pushed into her again, sliding in the last couple of inches, my curly hairs brushing her nearly bare vulva. "I'm all the way in, sweetie. You okay?" "Uh-huh," she answered. "Oh, baby, you are so tight. It feels like my cock might burst inside you." Her sphincter muscle around the base of my prick acted like a one way valve, my cock filling with blood that had no way out. "Fuck me," she said, "Come inside me." Christine lay down beside Amy and placed her hand over her stomach. She kissed Amy's ear and jaw as I slowly fucked in and out of Amy's sweet asshole. Amy was out of her head, mumbling to herself with her eyes closed as my cock slid back and forth. Christine's hand began wandering down Amy's belly, just like last night, her fingers tracing scattered paths lower and lower, until she brushed through the patch of hair on Amy's mons and dipped around the hood covering her clit. Her hand was still slippery with with lube, and she went right to work, softly teasing Amy's button with one fingertip. "Put your finger inside," I told Christine as I slowly fucked Amy. "You'll be able to feel me fucking her." "Oh, yeah," Amy moaned, "do that!" Christine easily slid a finger into Amy's quim. I could feel it myself, the ridge of her finger pressing against the tissue between Amy's vagina and rectum, as I slid my cock deep into her. Christine gently finger-banged her friend, slipping the lubed digit in and out of Amy's pussy, dragging her palm back and forth over Amy's sensitive clit while she kissed and licked Amy's neck. I continued to slowly screw Amy, easing my shaft in and out of her tight hole - a nice, gentle butt fuck. I felt like I could go on forever. Amy eyes were glazed. She seemed lost in a sensuous haze as we toyed with her, driving her slowly to an inevitable peak. At times she would turn to kiss her friend, their tongues meeting between their soft, parted lips. It was a while before I felt the first signs of my own orgasm beginning, my scrotum tightening and a tickling sensation growing in the head of my cock as it dragged along the slippery walls of Amy's perfect ass. "Amy, I'm gonna come soon," I warned her. "Do it, baby, come in me," she said lustily. I began to pound into her harder, speeding up my thrusts. I wasn't going to last long. Christine slipped her finger out of Amy and began frigging Amy's button, rapidly flicking the little nubbin side-to-side. She whispered something into Amy's ear, her lips and breath tickling the skin, but I couldn't hear what she said because of the rush of blood in my head. Amy started to tremble, her legs stiffening, and her mouth opened in a silent "O" framed by her full red lips. I slammed into her hard, held myself in her guts, withdrew and slammed again, burying my rod deep inside her, where I stayed. "Coming!" I growled, and I exploded into her, painting her with jets of hot, slippery come as I emptied another load of jism inside her body, large blasts pulsing up my swollen cock, accelerated by the strong contractions in my groin and the pressure of my blood. For a moment, I couldn't breathe, my body quaking above her. As I filled her, Amy moaned sexily. Finally slowing, I felt the hot fluid seep out of me and around my cock as her insides started to squeeze my member. "Oh, ooohhh, ooohhh!" she cried, Christine buzzing her clit, causing her to orgasm. Spasms ripped through her, her abdominal muscles clenching and her insides gripping me as her sphincter closed repeatedly around my engorged cock, almost painfully tight. I stayed above her as she climaxed, and watched as she rode the slope down, her body finally relaxing. She turned and kissed Christine again, and then let go of her knees and grabbed my back, pulling me down to her breasts. "Oh, I could feel it shooting into me, babe!" she said, hugging me to her chest. "I can still feel it slipping around you." I kissed her perspiring chest, between her lovely breasts, tasting the salt on her skin. Christine placed her hand on my back. "Wow," she whispered, "that was really hot. I can't believe you did that, Amy." I rose a little, leaned over and kissed Christine, too. She slipped her tongue between my lips. Amy gasped as I pulled my still hard cock from her bottom. My come and lube spilled out of her, and more flowed down as she lowered her legs, staining the sheets. "I am going to be so sore later," Amy said. I crawled to her side and lay down next to her. I slipped my arm behind her head and wrapped it around them both. We all lay quietly together for some time as I stared at the ceiling, fucked out and feeling peaceful. "What do you think of our goodbye present?" Amy turned to me and asked, twirling her fingers in my chest hair. "Best present I ever got," I answered. Christine sighed. "Too bad summer's almost over." "Yeah," Amy and I both agreed. Amy rolled onto her back again and we all fell quiet, but only for a moment. "I was just thinking..." Amy said. "What?" I asked. "Two things," she answered. "First is, are you gonna be back for Christmas, or maybe even Thanksgiving?" I nodded. "Christmas? For sure." "Good," Christine said. "Yeah," Amy agreed. She stretched her arms into the air above her and yawned. "Second is, what's for breakfast?"