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Mornings on Horseback
by Rachael Ross

Chapter Nineteen



Reggie had some awesome horses! They were Arabian mares, all three of
them, and large and black for the most part. Bigger than our quarter
horses back home, that was for sure. They were kinda fat too, which
made me laugh and I guessed they didn't get out nearly often enough.
It probably sucked to be a horse stuck in the middle of New York City
and I wondered what it would be like to get one of them outside and
really let her run. I bet that would be a lot like flying and it made
my tummy tight just thinking about it.

"Maybe Mark and Chris should just ride these two," I suggested, "and I
can sorta share with them."

"Sure," Reggie agreed and she was saddling her horse while I helped
Chris with another one.

Mark was fine by himself, but Chris was still learning and I really
hoped he'd be okay by himself. Horses could be kind of skittish if
they haven't been ridden for awhile and they can sense a rider's
confidence, believe me. I decided I'd better ride with Chris first,
make sure he was okay and then I could ride with Mark after that.

"This is a big horse," Chris said and I was fitting an English saddle
onto her. That was all Reggie had and that was fine, it was exactly
what I liked. Chris would have preferred a Western saddle though, just
because he'd have had the horn to hold onto if he needed it.

"Yeah, we'll be fine," I grinned at him. "I'll ride in front, okay?"

"Hmmm..." Chris grinned at me.

He was thinking about how much fun it was to ride naked with me,
holding me close with his cock buried in my pussy and letting the
motion of the horse do all the work. I was thinking about that too and
it was just another reason to be homesick. I loved fucking on my
horse.

"You can ride with me, Stephanie. If you want to," Reggie offered and
I knew that was what she really wanted in return for her generosity.

"Okay, um, yeah," I had to agree, like how could I not? "I just want
to make sure Chris is okay first though."

"Thanks," Chris rolled his eyes. "I've been on a horse before."

"You've fallen off a horse before too," Mark grinned at him.

"Ah, Saffron is really gentle," Reggie promised Chris. "You'll be
fine."

We left the stables and there were a lot of horse paths we could
follow. You couldn't go everywhere in the park, but Reggie said that
there were a couple large grassy areas, like meadows kinda, where we
could run the horses in the open. It was still nice though, with a lot
of trees and bushes lining the paths. A lot of people too, walking
along and we sorta had to watch out for them. A least there weren't
any bicycles or skateboards or anything allowed on the horse paths;
some of those people were real idiots.

After a few minutes Reggie picked up the pace, starting a nice easy
trot and we were fine with that. With an English saddle you have to
ride forward, meaning sitting more upright than in a Western saddle
where you can be lazy and lean back a bit. Chris had his feet in the
high stirrups and I was nestled nice and tight between his thighs,
riding easily as Chris held the reins on either side of me.

"You gotta be real soft in the hands," I reminded him. "Like holding a
girl, right?"

"Heh," Chris was chuckling. "When's the last time you wanted anything
soft?"

"Shhh!" I turned my head and stuck out my tongue. "Don't embarrass
me."

"I want to fuck you," Chris whispered in my ear and we shifted a
little, both of us having the same idea at once and I felt his
hardness against the small of my back.

"I wish," I sighed and just riding the horse like we were was making
my pussy moist. "Let's go a little faster."

"Faster?" Chris asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, give me the reins. I'll drive," I giggled.

"What am I gonna hold onto?" Chris wondered and I laughed at him.

"You'll find something," I said and I gave Saffron a little cluck and
snapped the reins lightly.

"Whoops!" Chris giggled in my ear as he grabbed both of my tits in his
hands, right in the middle of Central Park.

"Hold on tight!" I giggled and gave the reins another little flick of
the wrists, getting the horse to canter and that was a good pace for
us. Reggie and Mark were behind us now, but keeping up easily and they
were talking about something.

"Ah-Ow!" Chris hiccupped and I shook my head.

"I thought you'd be used to this by now," I said over my shoulder and
I was leaning back a little against his chest, enjoying the way Chris'
hands were making my nipples throb. My pussy was really getting wet as
my ass and vulnerable pussy bounced off the saddle.

"I'm ha-alfway off the se-eat!" Chris complained and I turned my head
and laughed. He really was kinda falling off and his butt was bouncing
harder than mine.

"I'm gonna make a cowboy outta you yet," I promised him. "Wait and
see."

I scooted up a bit more to where I should have been, wriggling my butt
from side to side and leaning forward so Chris would have some room.
He held my tummy and scooted himself back into the saddle and that was
better for him, especially when I slowed the horse down to a trot and
then a walk. Chris put his chin on my shoulder, smiling and maybe
blushing a little as Mark was giving him a hard time.

"If you need a saddle horn maybe you should ride with me, Chrissy,"
Mark said. "I got one for ya."

"I bet you do," Chris giggled and he turned his head, so his cheek
rested against me and he could smile at Mark. I'm sure the looks on
their faces was unmistakable and Reggie had already been figuring it
out, I think.

"Are you guys, uh..." she smile, wanting to ask without offending us.

"We're all together," I smiled at the girl. She was on our right while
Mark rode on our left. "The three of us."

"Oh," Reggie smiled at that bit of news, but wasn't totally surprised.
"That's pretty interesting."

"Yeah," I giggled. "Fun too."

"So you guys are out?" Reggie asked Mark, since Chris kind of had his
back to her, so to speak. He was busy making eyes at his boyfriend
while he played with my tummy, which was nice but I sorta wished he'd
go back to my tits. My nipples itched like crazy!

"Out?" Mark wondered and then he understood what she meant. "Oh, um...I
don't know."

"You don't know?" Reggie laughed.

"We don't know really know who knows," I giggled. "Or something like
that."

"Well, were not really, um, gay or anything," Mark said. "Are we?"

"Do I have to be gay to love you?" Chris asked him, kind of mock
seriously but making fun of himself too, and it was so cool to hear
them talking like that. I think it was good for them, getting to
someplace away from home where they could practice being in love in
public, you know? It must have been hard for them trying to hide it
all the time.

"No, you don't," I decided before Mark could answer.

"Then no, we're not gay," Chris sighed.

"But we do like gladiator movies," Mark grinned.

"Oh God," I rolled my eyes and Reggie laughed. "Hey, what's going on
over there?" I wondered.

I was pointing at a little crowd of people around a fountain up ahead.
The path opened up into a plaza sort of thing, not with buildings, but
with vendors and panhandlers around the edge of it. A lot of horse
paths converged there and in the center was a large fountain, a pool
built around a statue of some sort that was spitting water in a dozen
different directions. A lot of people were around it, but not too
close. There was a barricade or something and some mounted policemen
were keeping people from crossing it.

"Maybe a movie shoot or something," Reggie said. "There's always
something like that going on in the park. It's a pain in the ass
sometimes."

"A movie?" I giggled. "Cool!"

We rode closer and being on horseback helped us see what was going on.
It wasn't a movie, just some guys taking pictures of some girls in
their underwear it looked like. They had lights setup and big white
umbrellas and fancy cameras on tripods. It looked pretty cool whatever
they were doing and I grinned at Chris.

"What?" he asked me.

"I'm gonna standup so I can see better," I told him and I was already
taking off my shoes.

"Don't do that!" Chris said, but it was too late.

I'd been standing on horses all my life just about, so this wasn't a
big deal anyway. A lot of people looked at me, like they'd never seen
it before though, a girl standing on a horse, holding her shoes in one
hand and shielding her eyes from the sun with the other. It did give
me a better view though, so I just ignored the looks.

"Go around that way," I told Chris and we circled the fountain slowly.

"What do you think that's for?" Chris wondered and I shrugged.

"Some magazine probably," I said. "Half naked women in a water
fountain? They're selling something."

"Beer," Chris said and we both laughed, but he was probably right.

"I wish I had some binoculars," Mark said, riding his horse along side
us. "Those girls are pretty hot."

"They look cold," I said and it was true. The day was nice, but it was
still autumn and that water was probably chilly.

"Spoilsport," Mark grinned and Chris was shaking his head, but clearly
enjoying the view as well.

"Are you ready to sit down yet?" Chris asked after we'd been there
about ten minutes.

"Yeah," I agreed, sitting back down carefully and letting Chris wrap
his arms around me as I took the reins again.

We ran for a little bit, just because I was having so much fun and
feeling Chris hugging me was really nice. We'd gone down a path
towards a lake and that was cool. It was crowded too and I was amazed
by how many people lived in this city. There were more people just
sitting on blankets by that lake than lived in my hometown,
probably.

"How about if I ride with Reggie for a little while?"  I said as we
were just walking the horses again.

I'd caught her looking at me a lot and I still felt an obligation of
sorts to repay her for letting us ride her horses. But that wasn't the
only reason, of course. I didn't know anyone who had too many friends,
you know? Reggie could be my friend, even if I wasn't a lesbian or
whatever. I was looking at the woman and she smiled at my idea.

"Sure, you can ride with me," Reggie said. "Do you like it in the
front or the back?"

"Heh!" I stuck my tongue out at that, wondering if she was making real
innuendo, or if my mind was just stuck in the gutter. "I'll ride in
the front. I'm used to it now."

"When's my turn?" Mark whined playfully and I blew him a kiss.

"Don't worry. I won't forget about you," I promised.

Mark just grinned at me as I got on the back of Reggie's horse. She'd
moved back, out of the way and gave me her arm to help pull myself up.
The girl gave me one of the stirrups too, so it was easy enough and
she was smaller than Chris so we fit together pretty good on that
saddle. It was comfortable and Reggie kept the reins, but wrapped her
arms around my tummy anyway, holding them close together just beneath
my breasts.

"I can see why you have two boyfriends," Reggie said softly. We'd been
riding for only a couple of minutes; Mark and Chris were a little ways
off, riding close together and talking, and I looked over at them with
a smile.

"Yeah," I sighed. "They're beautiful, aren't they?"

"Hmmm, I was thinking you're the beautiful one," Reggie said. "You
could probably have all the boyfriends you wanted."

"Ah," I giggled and maybe blushed a bit. "I just want the two of
them."

"Have you ever been with anyone else?" Reggie asked me slowly.

"Sorta," I answered truthfully. "Nothing serious though. Me and Mark
were together for about a year and then Chris moved to town, so..."

"You've never been with another girl?" Reggie had her mouth close to
my ear and I shook my head slightly.

"Ummm..." I didn't want to lie to someone I'd just met, especially since
she was doing us a great favor, but I didn't want to encourage
anything either.

"I'd love to show you, Stephanie." Her arms were tight and I could
feel her body moving against me, her tits rubbing my back as the horse
moved beneath us.

"I don't know." I swallowed hard. "I don't think I'm..."

"But you don't know until you try, right?" Reggie was almost kissing
my ear, her lips were so close and I could feel her against my hair.

"I just want to be your friend," I said as gently as I could. "I
really love Mark and Chris, and..."

"You don't have to love me," Reggie said with a sigh. "You could just
let me love you. I'll make it good for you, Stephanie."

"I, um..." I wasn't sure what I was supposed to say. She was reminding
me a lot of Ms. Hayden right then. Like maybe it was gonna happen
whether I really wanted it to or not.

I felt warm, I couldn't deny that. My tummy was tight and my heart
beating faster. I was nervous and unsure of what I felt. I liked her,
but I'd never love her. The idea of having sex with another girl didnt
bother me at all, just like it didn't excite me. Sex wasn't a gender
thing, it was a person thing. Reggie didn't excite me that way and I
was searching my feelings, wanting to know what I was doing.

"One kiss?" Reggie asked me and we were off the path, in one of the
areas where the horse could walk on the grass and between the trees.
It was cooler there, darker somehow, or maybe I just imagined it.

"Please. I don't know what I'm doing," I said weakly and I couldn't
see Mark or Chris any longer.

"Just one," Reggie insisted. "If you don't like it..."

"Okay," I agreed and I wasn't even sure she heard me say it, I'd
spoken so softly.

I let her turn my head as Reggie leaned forward and I had my eyes
closed when she kissed me. It was just a touch at first, her lips on
mine so lightly I barely felt anything, and then the tip of her tongue
was coaxing me to open. I did. I let Reggie split my lips and enter my
mouth. She held my head with one hand, her right hand as I was turned
to the left; her other hand was on my breasts now, the reins lost and
forgotten as she pressed her palm against my tits, one and then the
other.

I moaned softly, I couldn't help it. My body was responding, my
nipples aching and itching beneath the sweater I wore. My pussy was
already damp and my tummy doing somersaults. I was tight inside and
hot everywhere and I wanted to be kissed. I wanted to be touched and
loved just like Reggie was doing it, but I wanted her to be someone
else too.

Reggie kissed me for a long minute, maybe more, and I was honest with
her and myself. I kissed her back, responding and not hiding anything.
I played my tongue against hers, let her suck it into her warm wet
mouth and it felt good. I squirmed in her tight embraced and felt my
body thrum with the excitement of it, the newness of being kissed by
someone brand new. She felt different, tasted and smelled different. I
won't say I didn't like it, because I did, but all the same...

"I'm sorry," I breathed. Reggie wasn't the one I wanted to be doing
this with.

"For what?" Reggie asked, licking her lips and smiling. She'd enjoyed
the way I'd kissed her back and it wasn't her fault that she
misunderstood what it meant.

"It's just me," I swallowed hard. "It felt good, and I liked it, but...I
can't do it."

"Oh." Reggie looked a little confused, a little hurt maybe and I felt
bad about that. I really did.

"I'm sorry," I said again. "I just...I want to love someone. I want to
be in love and..."

"You don't love me," she nodded and relaxed her arm, since she'd still
been holding my breasts. "It's okay. I understand."

"If things were different," I said. "If we had more time or
something..."

"Yeah." Reggie was reaching for the reins and she knew I was just
making excuses. "Your boyfriends are very lucky, Stephanie."

"Yeah." I looked down as she turned the horse and led us back towards
the path.

"I hope they know that," she said.

"They do," I said, mostly to myself and I felt pretty lousy just then.
I was thinking I owed her something, but I knew I really didn't. It
was just weird and uncomfortable and part of me wished we really did
have more time, just to see if I'd feel different later. But that was
just guilt, probably.

As soon as we found Mark and Chris again I was getting off Reggie's
horse. We both tried to act like nothing had happened, but the boys
knew me too well. They didn't say anything though and Mark helped me
up so I could ride with him. We didn't say much and the ride was about
over anyway. We were headed back to the stables and I spent most of
the way wondering what I'd done wrong and how I could have done
anything else.

"Hey, um, Stephanie," Reggie caught me as we were leaving, after
saying our goodbyes and thank yous and all that stuff.

"Yeah?" I smiled at her, not wanting the woman to think I felt
anything but friendship for her, because I did.

"Here's my phone number, okay?" she said, having gotten a pen out of
her purse and bit of paper, a receipt for something that she was
writing on the back of.

"Okay," I nodded, taking it from her.

"You know, if you ever want to ride again or, um...whatever," Reggie
sucked her lip. "If you want to give us more time?"

"Yeah," I gave her a hug. "Thanks."

"Okay." She hugged me back and that was nice. I felt better after
that, like we'd made up or something. "Lucky," she whispered, kissing
my cheek quickly and then letting me go.

"What was that about?" Mark asked me and he'd been wondering ever
since I'd gotten on his horse with him.

"Just..." I shrugged and I had no idea how to explain it, "...I dunno."

"Where are we supposed to meet Derek and Elsa at?" Chris was
wondering. "Back at the hostel, or what?"

"The zoo, I think." I looked at Mark. "Isn't that what they said?"

"I don't know," he laughed. "What did Derek say?"

"He said they were going to the zoo," I frowned. "But I don't think he
said anything about meeting them anyplace."

"Well, we know where they live anyway," Mark said with a shrug. "Come
on, let's get out of here. We'll walk for awhile."

"Yeah, my butt is killing me!" Chris said, rubbing his ass.

"You do have a killer ass," Mark said and I groaned as my two
boyfriends took my hands, walking us out of the park with me in the
middle the way I liked it.

"You are so not funny, Mark," I said.

"What? Since when?" he laughed. "Reggie liked my jokes."

"Let's not talk about her, okay?" I said, maybe a little too sharply.

"You okay?" Chris asked me and I shrugged, but I wouldn't say anything
more about it.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"No!" I shook my head and flopped into the chair.

"What? Why not?" Mark asked reasonably and he was on the bed in our
room.

"Come on, Steph," Chris smiled and held out his hand for me. He was on
the bed too.

"No. I'm just gonna watch," I decided and I knew what it was. I was
punishing myself for not being able to be the girl Reggie had wanted
me to be. I felt guilty about it and I had no idea why, so I didn't
deserve to have fun. Or something like that.

"Suit yourself," Mark said and he knew my moods.

I'd snap out of it. I always did and he was always so patient with me
about stuff. Sometimes that annoyed me, like when I really wanted him
to make me have fun, silly as that sounds. Like I was playing hard to
get and I just wanted to be reminded that he really needed me. But
mostly I was pretty serious about it and I just needed a little time
to sort myself out.

Chris was still learning all that stuff though and so he didn't want
to give up so easily. We'd all gotten hot on our little riding trip,
Chris and me especially, but Mark too as he'd had me against him for
the ride back and that had felt pretty good. We all wanted to have sex
with each other, all three of us on the bed, but like I say, I was in
a mood and trying to punish myself. Chris was trying to get me to
change my mind, but finally he gave up and then gave in as Mark was
pulling the boy into a nice deep kiss.

I had to admit I liked that, watching as Mark and Chris lay side-by-
side on the bed, still clothed, but touching each other gently and
kissing eagerly. I could see their tongues working against each other
as one or the other of them would turn his head slightly, or pull back
just a fraction. Chrissy's hand found the bulge in Mark's jeans and he
rubbed the bigger boy's cock while Mark grabbed Chrissy's ass and gave
him a squeeze.

So maybe I wasn't being totally punished. I leaned back, spreading my
legs and pressed my hand against the crotch of my own jeans. I could
feel the heat down there, waves of it radiating out of me. I resisted
the urge to take my pants off, thinking maybe I could punish myself
that way instead, since watching my two boyfriends make out was rather
too good to be discipline. I rubbed my pussy through the denim and
yeah, that was frustrating. My clit was hard, but try as I might I
couldn't stimulate her enough to really make it feel great. This was a
real tease, a genuine punishment, not being able to jill off while
Mark and Chris made love in front of me.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," Mark whispered.

He was laying on top of Chris now, holding the boy's face in his big
hands, stroking Chrissy's cheeks with his thumbs. Chris had his legs
spread around Mark's thighs and they were dry humping each other
through their clothing. Mark kissed Chrissy lightly and then harder,
tongue fucking his boyfriend while I held my breath and played with my
tits and pussy.

"I love you so much," Chrissy was whispering back, holding Mark's head
with one hand and stroking his back with the other.

rap-rap-rap

There was a soft knocking at the door and I glanced at it reluctantly,
not wanting to take my eyes off my boyfriends. Mark and Chris didn't
pay the sound any mind at all, they were totally into each other at
that point and I was just about ready to join them. A girl can only
take so much, you know?

"Hello? Ya?" ...rap-rap-rap... It was Derek knocking and I forced
myself to get up.

"Hi!" I opened the door just far enough so I could peek around it,
smiling at Derek and Elsa as they stood there.

"Hello!" Derek grinned and Elsa said something in German and giggled.

"Mark and Chris are, uh, sleeping," I said. "I was, um..."

"Sleeping?" Derek smiled. "Elsa says you are so hot in the face now.
Come, we will cool down the face!"

"Cool down my face?" I giggled and I was pretty flushed all over.

"Wine for the face," Derek was nodding, talking to Elsa and
interpreting for me. "She knows about these things."

"She knows?" I had no idea what they were talking about, as usual, so
I just grabbed the room key and closed the door quietly behind me.

Mark and Cris didn't even notice, I didn't think, and I gave them a
last, wistful look before following my two friends into their room.
They were talking to me, or Derek was; Elsa was smiling a lot and it
was always like that. Derek and Elsa made me feel like I'd just walked
into the middle of a conversation I didn't even know I was having.

"Two boys, one girl," Derek laughed. "It is always the same."

"Oh." I didn't know what that meant.

"Sit," Elsa said, followed by some more German and she was pulling me
onto the bed so I could sit beside her.

"Now I am the one man with the two girls!" Derek laughed, digging
through his backpack and producing a bottle of wine.

"Oh no! It's too early for that!" I protested, but I knew that was
going to do me little good.

"Ah, yes! Too early!" Derek agreed happily, but he was opening the
wine anyway and Elsa pulled me back to lean against the wall with her.

All I could do was giggle and Elsa was smiling at me, reaching for my
sweater and saying something in German. I blinked as her long thin
fingers worked at the buttons and I pulled away from her slightly,
shaking my head.

"She says you should not be so hot," Derek chuckled and said something
to the girl.

"I think I'm cooling off," I said, but I wasn't sure. I'd been warmed
up seriously watching Mark and Chris, and now whatever was going on
with Elsa was heating me up too.

She was attractive, I'd always thought so, and I'd enjoyed watching
her flirt with Chris. Now she was flirting with me? Or something, I
didn't know exactly what was going on, but it was always like that
with our new German friends. I just stared as Elsa listened to Derek
and then laughed, nodding at me and suddenly pulling her t-shirt over
her head. Elsa shook her blonde frizzy hair free of it and tossed the
shirt off to the side carelessly.

Like me, Elsa wasn't wearing a bra and now her tits were on proud
display. They were smaller, very pointed with long brown nipples that
were pierced with small gold rings. Chris and Mark had been checking
those out earlier and now it was my turn. Elsa just smiled and let me
look at her for a few seconds before reaching again for my sweater.
She'd taken off her t-shirt so I'd be more comfortable being topless
around her, or so I guessed, although I still wasn't sure why I needed
to be topless in the first place.

"Why is she taking off my sweater?" I asked Derek and he was just
sitting on the floor watching with a big smile on his scruffy face.

"So we can get messy!" Derek said, as if it should have been obvious
to me. "Messy girl, ya?"

"Oh, right," I laughed and rolled my eyes. "Oh God, but...No, wait...I
wasn't, um..."

I was trying to remember that morning and what I'd been saying and
possibly agreeing to through the bathroom door. I'd been a messy girl,
yeah, and I'd said something about getting messy with Derek and Elsa
later, but I pretty much figured Mark and Chris would be with me. But
they were with each other now and I was with the Germans and this was
really the first hint of any interest in me sexually from Elsa. Reggie
had been obvious about it, but Elsa? I thought she just had the hots
for Chris.

"Nice!" Elsa said and she knew a bunch of English words, she just
couldn't make any sentences.

"Uhhh..." I grinned and then I was like, screw it! Elsa had my sweater
off and now her hands were on my breasts, massaging me while she just
watched my face.

"Touch her," Derek suggested. "She will like you."

"I know she likes me!" I laughed and reached tentatively for her tits
and the girl was cool, not warm like I expected.

We were sitting on the bed, facing each other now, and both of us
still wearing jeans but naked from the waist up. Elsa was sitting
cross-legged and I had my legs spread around her and my knees bent
slightly. Digging my heels into the messed up sheets with my toes
pointed up. All we were doing was petting, just stroking each others'
breasts, palming our nipples and giving gentle squeezes. It was crazy
sexy, like slow motion sex or something, and I think we were hardly
breathing at all.

I'd never really felt anything between us. I mean, with Derek, yeah,
I'd liked him from the first and often felt a little charge of
electricity when I caught him smiling at me, or when he happened to
touch me. I liked it a lot and I think I'd known right away that we
were probably going to have sex sometime. It wasn't love, just a
really good feeling that he gave me and I wasn't afraid of it. But
with Elsa, there'd never been anything like that...Until now.

She was going to kiss me. Or I was going to kiss her, I couldn't
really tell because we were both looking at each others' lips now. Her
tongue was wet and pink and sliding between them, just like mine. How
was this different than with Reggie? I had no clue; but it was. Elsa
was different, she was with Derek, that's what it was. She knew I was
with Mark and Chris and we were all friends. I knew this girl, or I
felt like I did, and we were friends. I trusted her, even though I
couldn't really define that or whatever.

Reggie had just wanted me, like to possess me somehow and pull me away
from my boyfriends, but Elsa just wanted to have fun. She wanted to
express her love and friendship and maybe, I thought, she just wanted
to seduce me first to make it easier later. Elsa was going to fuck my
boyfriends. I knew that, just like I knew I was going to fuck Derek.
If she and I fucked first, well, what would anything matter after
that?

All those thoughts came and went in blur because all of a sudden we
were just leaning forward and I was kissing another girl for the
second time in one day. How weird was that? It was better this time
around though, much better and I felt like I was just melting into
Elsa's mouth. She pinched my nipples and I did the same with hers,
rolling the hard nubs around the rings she wore and it made both of us
moan softly. We were like twins that way, like kissing in a mirror and
everything Elsa did to me I did to her. When she let go of me with one
hand so she could cradle my head in her fingers, I was already
cradling hers.

What started gently became hard and deep, our tongues moving from my
mouth into hers and back again. She tasted like peppermint and
chocolate and something else that was all Elsa. We were moving too,
without any real direction or plan, just moving blindly until I found
her on top of me, Elsa's hard tits pressed against mine and legs
straddling my hips. We didn't stop kissing and I was rubbing her back,
dragging my nails across her skin and marveling at how she could feel
so cool when I was burning up.

Derek broke our kiss briefly, saying something in German so that Elsa
lifted her head and I giggled breathlessly as he held the bottle of
wine for her. Elsa drank some with two or three swallows and then
Derek pulled the bottle away. She brought her lips to mine then and I
almost choked at first. Elsa was spitting wine into my mouth, holding
my head in her hands and I swallowed quickly. It was strong for me,
kind of sweet maybe, and Elsa had a lot to give me. I drank it all,
spilling some down my cheeks and neck and then laughing as Derek
brought the bottle back to Elsa's lips.

I don't think I drank a lot of wine that way, but I'm a total
lightweight anyway and just a glass was enough to make all kinds of
giggly. After four or five long, wet, wine filled kisses I could feel
the alcohol burning in my blood and I was on fire by then. I couldn't
get enough of the girl and Elsa was giggling too as I rolled her over,
straddling her left thigh so I could ride it with my pussy while we
kissed. She pushed my head down to her breasts and Derek was sitting
with us, drinking from the bottle himself and he poured some over
Elsa's tits, staining her pale skin red and I sucked her tits into my
mouth one at a time, washing Elsa's flesh while she groaned and arched
her back.

I was biting the girl too, chewing Elsa's nipples as I knew how good
that felt for me and she liked it just fine. Her hands were all over
my body, my back and sides, down to my ass and she was trying to work
her fingers inside my jeans. It was soon obvious we had to get naked
and I got off the girl slowly, reaching for the buttons on her jeans
and Elsa wiggled her tongue at me, giggling and then drinking as Derek
poured some wine into her mouth. It spilled over her face and I bent
down quickly to kiss her, licking her cheeks and chin and sucking
droplets of wine from the girl's tongue.

A minute later I was pulling Elsa's jeans off and laughing as I
realized the girl didn't wear any underwear at all. She didn't have
any panties on and her fuzzy blonde bush was thick and unkempt, her
pussy lips brown beneath it and thick with desire. I could smell her,
or maybe it was me, the both of us were terribly aroused and filling
the small room with the scent of our excitement. Whatever it was, I
was being driven with a lust that was both new and familiar all at
once. I felt like this with Mark and Chris sometimes, but I'd never
imagined being so excited by another girl. It was the wine maybe, or
the stress of everything that had happened to me over the previous
week, I don't know. All I knew was that I really wanted to make love
with Elsa just then.

Elsa was saying something and pushing my face towards her pussy. I
didn't need it translated; the woman wanted me to go down on her and
this was something pretty new for me. I'd tasted myself before and I
liked my flavor just fine. I'd had sex with Ms. Hayden, but that
seemed like a dream to me really. I didn't recall a lot of specific
details. And now I was with another girl, one that I wanted to make
love to because she was important to me. I felt a quiver of
nervousness, maybe a little fear that I wasn't going to do it right,
that I'd embarrass myself or worse, humiliate Elsa somehow. I pushed
those thoughts away though. Elsa was so pretty, so open right then.
She was naked and smiling, with her blue eyes shining and some color
finally in her cheeks. I wanted her to feel good, that was the thing.
I wanted to give her something of myself.

"My boyfriends are gonna be so mad when they find out they missed
this!" I said, kissing my way down Elsa's soft tummy.

I was going to kiss her pussy and make real love to another girl, and
Mark and Chris were busy fucking in our room. That seemed kind of
funny for some reason and I kissed the soft wiry hair just above
Elsa's slit. She was watching me, holding her breath until I brought
my kisses to her moist hole, lowering my mouth and lifting my eyes so
I could see her face. I touched my lips to her pussy, kissing her
labia and she was hot down there, not cool at all. Elsa let her breath
go with a soft sigh and I pushed out my tongue to take a tentative
lick, and then another. My nose was in her pubic hair, my mouth open
around her cunt, and I split her pussy lips easily with the tip of my
tongue to taste the girl for the first time.

She was tangy and tart, not so strong a first, but as I went deeper,
exploring Elsa with my mouth, she grew rich with her flavor. Elsa was
wet inside and getting wetter as I started licking her harder and
faster. I didn't know exactly what I was doing, of course, but I had a
real good idea of what I liked when Chris and Mark went down on me.
All I had to do was figure it out and that didn't take long at all. I
stiffened my tongue and stabbed it inside the girl, holding her thighs
in my hands, squeezing and pulling at her to give me room. I sucked
her pussy into my mouth, her wonderfully fat, long labia especially.
Elsa had big pussy lips and I chewed and nibbled on them so that the
girl was lifting her ass off the bed and hunching her sex against my
mouth with soft whimpers and loud moans.

Elsa was really noisy when she was having good sex; I already knew
that from listening to her and Derek going at it nearly very night.
Now she was singing for me and I did everything I could to bring the
girl off. I wanted to make her cum and taste Elsa's orgasm. My heart
was pumping hard and all I could taste was her, sharp now and oily. I
swallowed thickly and breathed in her musky aroma through my nose. I
was tongue fucking her and my thumb found her hard little clit, so
small compared to her swollen labia. Elsa's clit was tiny, but when I
touched it she practically shrieked with pleasure, clamping her thighs
to my cheeks and trapping me there while she came. That's all it had
taken, just that one little touch, and my mouth was suddenly filled
with the unmistakable taste of her cum.

I didn't stop either, that was the best part. I could barely breathe
and I was working my mouth and tongue against any part of the girl I
could find. It didn't seem to matter where I was kissing her, what
part of the girl I was licking and biting, it was all good and Elsa
was writhing beneath me. I was only barely aware of Derek as he had
moved behind me and was reaching beneath me to unbutton my jeans and
pull them down and off. I was helping him, sort of absently as most of
my feverish mind was fixed on Elsa, but I knew what he was doing. My
panties came down too and they were wet and my pussy was ripe and
ready, and I only lifted my mouth when I felt Derek's cock entering me
from behind.

"I use a condom, ya?" Derek said. "We are okay, suck her pussy more.
That is very sexy for Elsa, I think."

I was glad he was being the responsible one, but I suppose Derek and
Elsa had a lot of sex with people they didn't really know. They
weren't stupid, I knew that, and I was pretty grateful just then,
believe me, except I wasn't really thinking about it. Derek's cock was
nice and fat, not too long, I guess, but it felt wonderful stretching
my pussy and I was on my knees for him, bent over with my mouth all
over Elsa's cunt. This was pretty great it seemed to me and sucking
down Elsa's cum was like eating raw oysters with a bit of lemon juice,
kind of oily and bitter, salty too maybe, but mostly it made my tongue
crinkle, if you know what I mean. I liked it a lot and I was trying to
get my tongue as far inside the girl as I could.

And Derek was fucking me. No doubt about it. He held my hips in his
hands tightly, really getting a good grip and then he'd draw his cock
back slow and drive it inside me fast. He was rocking me and it was
way different than fucking Mark or Chris. They liked to find a rhythm
and build on it, you know? But Derek liked to surprise me or
something. Maybe he just loved the way my pussy was forced to stretch
around him everytime, I have no idea, but it was pretty good anyway. I
was pushing myself back, rolling my hips and wiggling my butt,
practically begging the man to stop fooling around and just fuck me
hard. Derek was really teasing me!

I have no clue how long we fucked. I swear, from the time Elsa and I
had started kissing until the end, it could have been three hours or
three days, I couldn't tell. All I knew was Elsa had cum a lot and my
tongue was tired! She moved out from under me finally, just so she
could catch her breath and come down a little, and watch her boyfriend
fuck me too, I thought. She seemed to like that a lot as Derek was
finally giving me his cock in a nice steady in and out fashion that I
could really get off on.

I was rubbing my clit with my face pressed against the big wet spot
Elsa had made on the bed, tasting her cunt in my mouth, feeling my
face sticky with her orgasms. I felt pretty slutty just then and that
was good for me, my little private fantasy coming to life. I was
fucking two people I barely knew, a couple from some other country
that I'd probably never see again once they left New York. I'd sucked
a girl's pussy while her boyfriend was fucking me. Yeah, I was finally
being a bad girl and it made me cum nicely.

"Here...Yes...Messy girl!" Derek was saying and I was dazed and confused
and riding the lightning on cloud nine when the man pulled out of me.

Derek was turning me around with one hand, pulling at me and Elsa was
giggling, pushing me while Derek moved on his knees. He was pulling
his condom off and throwing it away and I was blinking and gasping and
trying to figure out what was going on and why he'd stopped fucking me
when the man started jerking off on my face. Just a couple strokes
with his fist was all it took and the first rapid spurts of Derek's
sperm just plastered me on my nose and cheeks, in my open mouth. He
was cumming a lot and quickly too. He just exploded with semen it
seemed like to me and yeah, I was the messy girl then!

Even before Derek had finished cumming, Elsa was pulling me into a
kiss. I was a mask of sperm and girl cum and she didn't care at all,
neither did I for that matter. I was still coming down from my really
good cum and now Elsa was licking my face like a dog, kissing me and
gathering sperm in her mouth and then pressing her lips to mine. She
fed me her boyfriend's semen that way, sharing it between us with long
deep kisses before going back for more. Derek just watched and rubbed
his softening cock over our faces and between our mouths occasionally,
and Elsa would suck him for a second, or I would, taking Derek's
cockhead into my mouth for a quick swirl of my tongue. It was pretty
crazy and by the time we were finished I felt drained.

"Oh God!" I giggled, falling back on the pillows and rolling my eyes.
I was hot and sticky all over.

"Mein Gott!" Elsa laughed, joining me and putting her left arm beneath
my head so she could hug me against her body.

Derek was sitting in the chair, naked as a jaybird, like we all were,
and grinning like a Cheshire cat. His cock was ruddy and wet and
dangling between his thighs. It had been some seriously fun sex, like
nothing I'd ever experienced before, and while I wouldn't want a guy
cumming on my face like that all the time, it had been pretty hot,
especially with Elsa cleaning me off like she had. It wasnt the first
time I'd gotten a facial anyway, obviously. Mark and Chris liked that
stuff too for some reason. A guy thing, I guess.

"Hmmm..." I sighed and stretched and wondered what my boyfriends were
doing.

Probably sleeping, I thought. For some reason sex always seemed to
make them want to close their eyes afterwards and I never really
understood that. It wore me out, but usually I felt pretty awake
afterwards. Pretty hungry too and my tummy was growling as I
remembered I hadn't eaten anything except Elsa since that hotdog in
the park. That made me smile and I started getting up.

"You must to go?" Derek asked me and Elsa was saying something. "Ya,
you get the others! We go out and eat."

"Okay, yeah," I said and that sounded like a good idea. "I need to
take a shower though." I looked down at myself, "A long one!"

"You take a shower with us," Derek grinned and I shook my head.

"Uh-uh," I giggled, figuring if I got in the shower it would be
another great excuse to get painted and kissed and licked and... "I'll
get one of my boyfriends to wash my back."

"You tell them we made a mess?" Derek asked and I laughed and nodded.

"I'm gonna tell them, yeah," I said. "They'll be jealous."

"No," Derek waved his hand at me as I stood up. "No jealous, we are
friends now. Later they can make a mess for Elsa. She will like it,
you will see."

"Big orgy tonight, huh?" I giggled, looking around for my clothes and
deciding not to get dressed. I'd just make a dash for my room, which
was just next door anyway.

"Orgy!" Elsa grinned and she was rubbing her pussy slowly, watching me
as I picked up my panties.

"So we'll go eat, right?" I asked Derek and he agreed with that.
"Okay, we'll knock on the door when we're ready to go."

I gave him a kiss, a serious one on the mouth and the German grabbed
my ass playfully. It was fun and I figured I had to be a little crazy
acting this way, but why shouldn't I? Mark and Chris wouldn't care,
they'd love it. I just had to make sure my parents never found out or
I'd be dead.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Mark and Chris weren't sleeping, they were together in the shower and
they must have had a lot of fun if their sex had lasted as long as
mine had. I glanced at the bed and it was pretty thrashed, stained and
damp and the room stank of male sex. God! I loved that smell. I saw
the little bottle of lube and I guessed Chrissy had taken Mark and I
kept wishing I could see them try it the other way, but they never
did.

The KY reminded me that I needed to tell the boys to get some condoms
if they were planning on fucking Elsa. We'd had a box full of them,
but after my period started and we didn't really need them right then,
we'd sorta had a water balloon condom fight thing on the roof of the
hostel with Derek and Elsa. That was after just a couple glasses of
wine too. None of us were much for drinking, like I said, but it had
been funny.

"Hey!" I said loudly, making my boyfriends jump a little behind the
shower curtain. "Room for one more in there?"

"Hey, Steph!" Mark grinned at me, pulling the plastic aside. "What
happened to you?"

"What a mess!" Chris laughed. "God!"

"You guys missed it!" I giggled. "Elsa taught me how to make her cum
and Derek showed me how they fuck in Germany."

"You and Elsa?" Chris asked and I nodded.

"Oh yeah!" I stepped into the shower, squeezing between the two boys
because it was pretty small, but that just made it nice for me.

"Did you guys do everything?" Mark wondered and he was facing me while
Chris was behind me, so that I was sandwiched nicely.

"I don't know about everything," I shrugged. "I went down on her
though, for like an hour or something."

"An hour?" Chris grabbed the soap, a thin bar that was almost gone and
he started washing my back.

"My tongue hurts," I giggled and licking pussy was a good workout.
"God! It was crazy though."

"Shoot." Mark pressed his body against mine and I could feel his
flaccid cock against my tummy. "I wish I'd seen that."

"Yeah, yeah," I giggled. "All that hot lesbian action, huh?"

"Hell yeah!" he agreed.

"You guys had fun anyway," I said, knowing it was the truth.

"A lot of fun," Chris agreed. "Except my butt hurts even more than it
did before."

"Poor baby," I laughed. "After we get cleaned up we're gonna go out
for dinner with Derek and Elsa, okay?"

"Sure," Mark nodded and he was kissing my forehead, stroking my hips
with his hands.

"And then Elsa wants to have an orgy," I grinned up at him. "But you
guys have to bring your own condoms. Derek used one when he fucked
me."

"That's cool," Chris agreed.

"I hate rubbers," Mark sighed. "She's not on the pill or anything?"

"Probably she's worried about something else," Chris said and the idea
of catching a disease or whatever reminded us just how spoiled we were
with each other. I mean, we never worried about that stuff and
probably we should have, if we were going to mess around with other
people or whatever.

"Don't worry, she wants you to make a mess on her face," I rolled my
eyes, or tried to; mostly I was blinking as the shower was spraying
onto my face. "They're into that stuff I guess."

"What stuff? Cumming on her face?" Chris asked me and I nodded.

"No wonder they were so happy with you this morning," Mark laughed.
"Europeans are weird."

"Like you guys never did it to me?" I laughed. "Everybody's weird
anyway," I decided. "They probably think we're weird."

"Well...We are," Chris laughed and his cock was hardening against my
ass, just like Mark's was growing stiff against my tummy.

"You guys better save your energy," I said with a giggle. "I think
they were serious about the orgy thing."

"Cool," Mark shrugged. "Never had one of those before."

"Sounds fun," Chris agreed, like it was no big deal and I laughed at
them.

"You guys are getting so spoiled!" I said and then kicked them out of
the shower before they decided to fuck me.


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