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Katie
was her usual bubbly self, giving me a passionate kiss as Sam pulled away from
the house. After the party and all that
had happened, I had expected her be somewhat pensive this morning. If she was upset in the slightest, she
certainly didn't show it. In a low
voice I asked her, "Regrets? Any
regrets?"
She
smiled shaking her head. "How
about you?"
"Not
really."
Beaming
brightly, she said, "Good," as she snuggled up to me.
"What
did you guys do this weekend?" asked Sam breaking into our private little
chat. "I called Saturday,
Dude. Talked to your sister. She said she'd have you call me back."
"Sorry,
Sam, never got the message. Leanne had
a party. Mom and Dad were gone. It got
pretty wild," I replied not wanting to reveal too much and not wanting to
lie to my best friend either.
"Why
wasn't I invited?"
"It
was Leanne's deal. One minute, peace
and tranquility, the next minute her asshole friends were puking and pissing in
the pool."
"I
figured you two would have been, you know, having your own party.
"Pa
said that he saw you two and Becky," he added. "Had a flat,
huh?"
"Yeah,
spare was flat too," I answered sourly. "What'd you do?"
Sam
erupted, "Hell man! That fucking
bitch dumped me!"
"Dianne?"
"Yeah,
Dianne! The ice queen. After I dropped you and Katie off Friday
night, I took her over to your barn.
She got all pissy about it. Said
all I wanted was to get in her pants and use her."
"Use
her? That's a laugh," said
Katie. "Well, you're better off
without her, Sam. I never liked her
anyway. She always looked down on me
like I was a child or something."
"You
don't understand. Saturday night we went a party at one of her friends. Bitch left with some other guy. Everyone was laughing at me."
"Don't
sweat it man. There's plenty of nice
chicks available," I counseled.
"Yeah,
but they're all her friends. What am I supposed to do? Suddenly I'm an outcast."
"Only
if you wanna be," said Katie.
"Take my advice... whenever you see her, be polite, especially if
any of her friends are around. Tell her
hello, then ignore her, like she didn't exist and talk to anyone you want
to. She expects you to be shoved
aside. Don't let her get away with
that. She'll hate that more than
anything."
"What?"
"She
wants you to look bad. So, show
everyone that you're cool, no hard feelings.
Act like it was very mutual.
Everyone will see that she's the problem. It'll drive her nuts."
"Yeah,
okay. I'll try it!"
Sam
parked in the student lot at the high school and Katie and I headed across
campus to the junior high.
"I
missed you yesterday," lamented Katie as we walked.
"We
were together until nearly four o'clock."
"Yeah,
but we weren't together."
"You
mean you wanted to..."
"Yeah."
"Didn't
you get enough sex for one weekend."
"I
suppose, but last night I was feeling..."
"Horny? Damn, Katie!"
"I
know, I know... I was just thinking about what happened at the party."
"Yeah,
like you got screwed by what? Twenty
guys."
"Yeah.
It was fun... and the more I thought about it, well... You think I'm
terrible. Don't you?"
"Let's
not start that again. You had fun, I
had fun. You said you had no regrets,
remember?"
"Yeah,
but..."
"But
what?... Oh! Now you've got regrets?"
"No... It's just...I'm just a slut I suppose, like
Becky and Leanne. I was fine last night until I started getting calls. It got me to thinking, imagining... I don't
know, it just made me horny."
"So,
who called?"
"Eric
Langford, and several other guys who were at the party. They all wanted to "date" me. Eric was the most straightforward... wanted
me to put out for a few of his buddies who missed the party."
"What
did you say?"
"I
told him... I said, I'd think about it."
"You'd
think about it? You didn't tell him
'no'?"
"That's
just it. I wanted to say 'yes', but I
didn't know what you'd think."
I
knew then that Katie and I were history, at least as a steady couple. Strangely I wasn't upset that my girl wanted
to do a bunch of guys. It was weird; I wasn't upset, instead I kind of liked
the idea. Watching her get it at the
party was fun. Besides, it wasn't like
I would be cut off from getting some steady pussy, not with Leanne at home in
the next room. What did bother me was
the prospect that soon, I might not be getting any from her.
"Look,
it's really none of my business, Katie.
If you decide to do it, you know, fuck a bunch of guys...well, okay...
so long as I can still get a little."
"You
can have me as often as you want, Travis Kern.
I love having sex with you. I
love being with you. You're handsome,
kind, funny, and a great lover. I just
want to try out sex with some other guys.
I just don't want you hating me for it.
Please, don't hate me."
"I'd
never hate you, Katie... Does this mean I can play around too?"
"Well,
you're still my guy, but I'll share you.
You know, there's a lot of girls who are dying to be your girl
friend."
"Oh? Whom?"
"Rita
Jennings for one. JoAnn McNair for
another. I figure it'd be fun to double
date, me with Sam, you with Rita or JoAnn.
I'd still be your girl, but you know, it might be fun for awhile."
"You're
kidding?"
"No,
I'm serious."
"What
you said about Sam yesterday..."
"What
did I say?"
"Basically,
you said that you wanted to screw him.
Were you really serious?"
"Well,
he's a really decent guy. He's good
looking, kind of goofy in a cute sort of way, you know, funny and kind. I know Sam's your friend, but I like him
too, always have. I suppose if we
hadn't hooked up first, I would have tried to put the move on him. He doesn't deserve to be stuck to someone
like Dianne."
About
that time the first bell rang and Katie and I went our separate ways until
lunch.
At
lunch I sat with Katie as always, and as always, Rita and JoAnn joined us. I saw Rita and JoAnn in a completely
different light. Rita was a nice
looking redhead, very petite and as cute as they get. JoAnn on the other hand, was a full‑bodied brunette, big
boned and voluptuous, and very sensuous. I tried my best to follow their
conversation as it careened from one subject to the next and back again. I couldn't sort it out, but the girls
apparently knew exactly what they were all talking about.
Somewhere
along the line, I realized that that Rita and JoAnn were flirting openly with
me right in front of Katie. Then just
as the bell rang, I discovered that I had been fixed up for Friday night, with
both Rita and JoAnn! Katie and the
girls stood, grinned mischievously at me and then the three of them were off to
class. I was right there all long, but
what had Katie said to them?
All
through my afternoon classes I thought about the Leanne's party and Katie. It was obvious that she had enjoyed the party
and it was also obvious that she wanted more of the same. She wanted to play around and she wanted me
to play around too, not separately, but together.
It
just wasn't the way it was supposed to work.
The way I had always thought it would work was first date, get serious,
break up, and date someone else. Apparently she wanted to date, get serious,
date someone else, and stay serious with each other. It was very confusing for
me. I wasn't at all sure how it would
all work out, but I was game to give it a try.
After
school, Katie and I walked back to meet Sam at his car. "Now Travis, you have to get me a date
with Sam for Friday night. We'll
double."
"I'm
supposed to take two girls?"
"What's
the matter? You don't think you can
handle them?"
"Well,
jez..."
"Let
me give you a clue, Rita's a virgin but JoAnn's not."
"You
mean..."
"Exactly. Rita wants her first to be with someone
who'll make her feel special.
JoAnn? She can join you or join
Sam and me. Maybe we'll find her
someone else, but she's dying to try you out.
Maybe we'll all just hang out in your old barn."
As
we rode home, I was flummoxed by what she was suggesting. What was it my Uncle Jake had said? That to satisfy a woman, sometimes it's best
to just give her what she wants. That
hominy seemed obvious, but the essential truth now struck me like a bolt from
the blue.
Rita
wanted me to pop her cherry? Oh,
wow! You bet! JoAnn wanted a friendly toss?
Yeah, we could do that! Katie
wants me there when she screws Sam?
Hmm, that could be arranged too.
Well, if that's what she wants...
"Hey
Sam! Let me ask you something. How would you like to fuck Katie?"
"Travis!"
protested Katie. Sam looked at me as if
I'd lost my mind.
"That's
what you want, isn't it?"
"I
said I wanted a date," she protested.
"Yeah,
a date to screw. Hell, why wait until
Friday?
"How
'bout it Sam? Katie wants you to fuck
her. You want to fuck her?"
Sam
damn near drove off the road and into a bar ditch. "What are ya saying, man?"
"I'm
saying Katie wants to screw you! How
'bout it, Dude?"
"Are
you shitting me, man?"
"No,
it's what she wants. Seriously. She wants to fuck. Either it's you and me, or she'll get someone else to do
her."
"I
would not!" protested Katie.
"Would
too!" I countered giving her tit a squeeze. I turned to Sam, "Let's go to the barn!"
"You're
shitting me, man!"
"No! Turn here, Sam! Turn here!"
Sam
hit the brakes causing the car to slide to a near stop, then almost a little
too fast, he turned off the roadway in a barely controlled skid. With a lurch, the car stopped near the barn.
"Pull
up, Dude. You don't want her daddy to
see us. Do you?"
"Hell
no!" Sam put the car in gear and
pulled around to the back, effectively camouflaging his car from the road.
"C'mon,
Katie," I said pulling her from the car, "time for a screwing,
girl."
Katie
giggled as we ran hand and hand into the barn.
Sam on the other hand remained sitting in his car. Katie looked back and waved for him to join
us.
I
laid out the soiled Spiderman blanket out onto the floor as Sam sheepishly
poked his head into the barn. I
unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it to the floor. Sam remained transfixed at the door. Releasing the clasp of her bra, I let the garment fall partially
away from her chest.
"You
wanna do her Dude? Or do you just want
to whack off while I fuck her?"
"You're
serious?"
"Damned
straight. She wants to fuck you,
Dude! Now c'mon before she changes her
mind."
"I,
I think I used the last rubber."
"To
hell with rubbers. She's on the
pill. We can fuck her bareback all day
and she won't get knocked up."
Letting her bra fall to the floor, I lewdly squeezed her tits for show. "Go on Katie. Tell'em. Tell'em what you
want."
Katie
unsnapped her jeans and shimmed out of them.
Then she pulled off her panties, holding them out towards Sam.
"Jesus! You really mean it!"
"C'mere
Sam," she purred in a sultry voice, "you've got something I
want."
Sam
lost his reticence, walking towards my nude girlfriend in awe. His eyes scanned up and down her body, the
body that she was offering to him.
Reaching out, he took her offered panties from her hand and brought them
to his nose.
"You
smell good, Katie," he whispered.
"Tastes
good too," I added.
Sam
looked at me. "Uh, can we have a
little privacy?"
"Hell
no! She's my girlfriend and I want to
watch. Now, are you going to do her or
go home?"
"Well,
I, I..."
"It's
alright Sam," she said turning her body slightly to give him a fuller
view. "I want you. I want Travis to watch."
"Shit,
Dude! What's it gonna be? You gonna fuck her or go to church?" I
asked mockingly. Sam went for his belt. "Yeah!
That's more like it, Dude!"
Katie
stepped forward to unbutton his shirt.
Looking up into his wide eyes, she stood up on her toes and kissed
him. Immediately his hands went around
her back, gripping her in an embrace.
Soon
they were on the blanket rutting around with Sam's pants down around his
ankles. In a fit of unbridled passion
they fucked furiously. Only a minute or
so passed and I barely had time to get completely naked before Sam was grunting
as he shot off in her cunt.
Sam
lay still for a moment, his chest heaving.
He recovered somewhat to sit up on his knees to view the girl he had
just screwed, the girlfriend of his best friend.
"Move
over Dude," I said softly. Sam
moved from between her legs.
"Fuckin'
gross!" he exclaimed as I went down on her, lapping up the mixed product
of their loins.
"Dude,
you gotta try it sometimes," I said looking back at him with a wet
face. "Nothing better tasting than
pussy."
"But
I just..."
"That's
okay, just makes it different, not gross." Having said that, I returned to eating her into a frenzy. Once I had her going good, I slid up and had
her, fucking her with the short, shallow strokes that my sister had taught
me.
We
fucked for several minutes before she started squealing. "Oh, my god! Yes!
Oh, my god! Oh! Oh!
Oh!" she squeaked as a tumultuous climatic wave hit her, sucking
the breath out of her, rendering her silent as she violently shook and spasmed
beneath me.
Once
the spasms in her cunt began to ease, I rolled off. Sam was just standing there, watching, his pants still around his
ankles, a revived prick stiff and ready.
"Dude,
you gonna wear those jeans all day?"
"Uh,
no," he said as he went about shedding his boots, socks, jeans and boxers.
Katie
was still floating around in the afterglow of her climax when Sam climbed on
top of her again. This time he took it
slower, fucking her with long, measured strokes. I lifted her foot and kissed her toes. Katie opened her eyes, smiled at me, and then mouthed, "I
love you," while Sam screwed her.
Katie closed her eyes and I knew by the flush of her face that she was
cumming again.
"Jesus
fuckin' Christ," muttered Sam at the feel of her contractions around his
dick. "You gotta feel this to
believe it!"
"Don't
stop," she panted. "Please,
don't stop."
Sam
began pumping his hips once again, but with more urgency. Moments later he was grunting, his whole
body shuddering as he planted is dick into Katie as deep as he could. Suddenly Sam's body slumped and I knew that
he had cum in her pussy again.
"You're
crushing me!" protested Katie weakly after he had finished.
"Oh,
sorry."
Sam
rolled off to the side sprawled out spread eagle. Katie was still buzzing with endorphins. Sam was watching me intently, as I
repositioned her on her hands and knees.
It only took a gentle push to the back of head as I slid into her from
the back. Her head went down, mouth
opened and Sam gasped as she sucked in his wet flaccid cock like a vacuum
cleaner ingesting a wad of paper.
Our
arrangement reminded me of the school band at halftime forming the letter T,
though I'm sure they never practiced it quite like this. I found it funny and mentioned to Sam that
he was the crossbar. He didn't get it
and just looked at me like I was an idiot, which considering what we were
doing, wasn't too far off the mark.
The
barn filled with the sounds of my groin slapping against her ass and the
positively obscene noises she made from sucking on Sam's dick. Perspiration beaded up along her spine as we
screwed, her pussy wildly contracting around my pistioning cock. I was reminded about how her sister's pussy
squeezed and pulsated when I had fucked Becky at the party. This was different. I realized that whereas Becky was in control
of her cunt, Katie's cunt was in control of her. No matter, it still felt fantastic.
My
balls began to churn and that wonderful sensation was building in my groin. I keeping plunging in and out, rotating my
hips in a circular motion, giving her the best I had. I planned on pulling out
before it was too late, saving up for a single grand orgasm when I fucked her
ass, but looking down at Sam, his eyes staring at my dick fucking into her, I
had a better idea. A few more strokes
and I was over the top, squirting my full load into the mix with Sam's last
deposits to her sperm bank. It was a
good orgasm, not that there any bad orgasms, but not as intense I knew it could
be with a little self‑discipline.
Pulling
out, I gave her a slap on the butt.
Katie's head came up immediately was she cried, "Ouch!" Grabbing her by the hips I swung her around
and sat her squarely on Sam's face.
Immediately he started thrashing about to get out from under her, so I
sat on his legs and grabbed his arms, pinning him down while Katie ground her
cum dripping snatch into his face. Sam
struggled for a moment more and then resigned himself to his first cream pie.
Letting
go of his arms, I let his hands find her hips.
Thgis allowed me to scoot up, straddling his hips in order to suck her
tits. As I settled in, I felt his stiff
cock nestle into my butt crack. I
wasn't really sure what to do, so I tried to ignore it while I pursued my main
mission. He began humping me. The cock sliding around between my ass
cheeks and across my asshole was impossible to ignore. This was just too much and I reluctantly
broke off all contact.
Katie
thought it was time to regroup and she pulled away from Sam. Sam's face was smeared with juices and as
our eyes met, we both blushed.
"Sorry
man," he said.
"Don't
worry about it, Dude."
Katie
looked at us, her curiosity evident in her eyes. "Wha? What's
up?"
"Nothing,"
I said sheepishly suddenly regretful that I had moved at all.
"Did
I do something?"
"No,
Kate."
"Then
what? C'mon, you can tell me."
"Well,
it's just that Sam..."
"Travis,
I'm sorry, man, I'm sorry."
"Don't
sweat it, Dude," I said. Even
though I enjoyed it, I didn't want to admit it.
"What
are you two talking about?"
I
don't know why, but I decided to come clean. "Ya know, now that I think
about it, it felt pretty good."
"Good
god Travis," said Sam with a look of disgust, "you've got a dirty
mind!"
"Hey,
who was humping who?"
"Oh
my god," laughed Katie. "You
guys are so funny!"
"Funny?"
"Yeah,
funny. Relax you two, you're not
queers. I can testify to that."
"I,
I think I'd better get going," said Sam.
"Me
too," I added. I really did need
to get going. I still had the final
draft of my paper to complete and my chores to do. I rummaged around sorting out the various articles of clothing
strewn about.
After
dressing, Katie kissed me and said, "Thanks, Travis. That was fun."
Turning
to Sam, she kissed him passionately.
"I enjoyed that. Do it
again sometimes?"
"Damn
right we'll do it again," replied Sam with a big smile. "That is...
if it's okay with Travis."
"Sure
Dude! Anytime," I replied
magnanimously.
"How
about tomorrow?" asked Katie brightly.
Sam
and I looked at each other. Our grins
said it all.
To be continued...
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