Author: Pescador del Valle Title: Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl Part: Chapter 22 of 25 Universe: PdV's Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl Summary: A romantic view of the unusual erotic encounters of three older teenagers Keywords: mf, oral, exhib, rom Language: English Copyright: 2003 ********************************************* * WARNING! * * This text file contains sexually explicit * * material. If you do not wish to read this * * type of literature, or you are under age, * * PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! * ********************************************* Comments appreciated : see Pescador del Valle on www.asstr.org/authors.html ********************************************************* Cilla, Sonia and I had forged an unlikely and highly erotic three-way relationship. Sonia had been given a part-time job with my father's firm which was fortunate since that was where I now spent most of my time. ********************************************* It was after work on a Saturday that Sonia came home with me for a family meal. I had intended to get Cilla as well but it was her brother's birthday and she had to stay until after dinner. I ended up being invited but we couldn't work out a way to include Sonia as well; instead we had ended up with a bit of a staggered evening. Sonia would come back with me at 4:30 where my parents were having an early meal before going to the theatre for the evening. I would then drop her home while I went across the road to Cilla's to join in the celebrations. Around 7:30 we would leave and take Sonia back to my house again where we would have the house almost to ourselves. Sonia was welcomed as a regular guest. At one stage my Mother had asked how I felt about her and I honestly, though incompletely, replied "It's possible I could end up spending the rest of my life with her." I could have given her the same answer if she had asked me about Cilla but it had turned out that, while Sonia had visited a number of times by herself since my seventeenth birthday, Cilla had always been in Sonia's company when she had visited so my Mother didn't associate her with me so much on a one to one basis. There was an advantage to this - Cilla was viewed as a "spoiler" rather than an active participant. Parents may unconsciously accept that their children are having some kind of sex lives but tend to want to minimise the action for as long as possible while they are underfoot. I suppose the idea of greeting a child's lover at breakfast time can take some getting used to. That's where a chaperone can come in handy. It keeps your parents from getting worried and so you get a bit more freedom than you might otherwise enjoy. We had a friendly meal, not too filling (especially as I had to make at least some effort for Cilla's parents), and I offered to drop my younger siblings off at their friends' houses; they would be sleeping over and out of our way. Renate was going to be coming around to visit Rick. I supposed, somewhat snidely, that she was going to be sleeping over too - even if she was home by midnight. I wondered if my parents were aware of exactly how much those two were getting up to. I pulled up at Sonia's house and gave her a kiss - not too quick but neither was it a passion builder - more of a promise for later. She said goodbye and went inside as I walked in the opposite direction. Sonia's mother was home and greeted her daughter then looked around for me, raising an eyebrow that her daughter correctly interpreted. "He's gone over to Cilla's for a while. It's Ronnie's birthday and he was asked to the party. We'll be going out for a while later." Diane realised that there was no reason for her daughter to have been included in what was obviously a family affair and, as Sonia didn't appear concerned, she didn't think any more about it. Sonia gave her a hug and went to change out of her work clothes and to have a refreshing soak. When we came back for her she wanted to be freshened up and ready for action. She ran the bath and added some perfumed foam. When she came back to turn the water off the surface was a thick coating of white bubbles and she eased herself into the hot water, briefly adding a little cold as she tested the temperature with her foot and then with her more sensitive and sensuous ass. Sonia slid under the foam blanket and scooped it up to coat her young body, insulating herself from the cooler air. Cocooned, she lay back and closed her eyes letting the water soothe her. She was in love and the ones she loved would soon both be with her and she dozed while she thought of past and hopefully future events. ***** When I knocked on the door the birthday boy greeted me. "Happy Birthday, Ron." I passed over a present and got his thanks. He led me inside and I closed the door behind me as he rushed off to open it. Cilla came over and gave me a quick kiss on the lips before sliding her arm through mine and leading me into the dining room where the table had been filled with a mixture of savoury and sweet delights. "Hello Glyn." Cilla's parents greeted me. "Hello. This looks lovely." "Thank you", said Cilla's mother. "We're almost ready. Would you like a drink?" Cilla went to get it when I responded affirmatively and I stood chatting to her parents about work and my new studies. I had been invited to dine on a few occasions, fairly evenly divided between Sonia's and Cilla's houses and was being accepted as "probably a boyfriend" by both Cilla's parents AND Sonia's Mother. I wondered how Diane and Ruby compared notes when they met for coffee; neither had raised anything with me - YET. Jean came in and was quite friendly to me, old animosities apparently quite forgotten. She introduced me to her own boyfriend; I'd heard he was on the scene but hadn't had an opportunity to meet him. "Trevor, this is Cilla's boyfriend, Glyn. Glyn, my boyfriend, Trevor." "Hello" "Hi" We shook hands, a bit self-consciously. Jean had deliberately described me as "boyfriend" to see how I would respond and seemed half disappointed and half satisfied when I didn't challenge the appellation. Trevor and I discussed our respective pasts while Jean and Cilla were rounding up the younger members of the family and found we had a couple of acquaintances in common. "I hope you're both hungry", said Cilla's father Ron. I avoided a groan and was thankful I hadn't tried to do more than take the edge off of my hunger at home. "Yes", we both replied. It was a nice meal and I ended up eating my share (there's ALWAYS too much food at a party) though I wasn't feeling stuffed at the end. We "oldies" sat around for a while after cleaning up and talked. I was sitting on a lounge with my arm around Cilla where she was perched on the arm of the chair; she had her arm in turn around my neck. I behaved. I had to really with her father facing my hand as it rested just above her hip. When we were thinking about going Ruby asked about our plans for the evening. "As the weather has warmed up we thought we might go for a swim. There may not be another chance for months now." I answered. "That sounds good", said Trevor. I will concede it was an innocent remark on his part with no sense of begging an invitation. Ruby turned to Jean. "You should go too." Jean wasn't too happy with her mother's suggestion. It was one thing for me or even Cilla to invite them and something socially very different for them to be imposed upon us. What could I do but play the generous host, regardless of how much I was looking forward to being alone with the girls. "You're very welcome to come along", I told Jean and Trevor, hoping like crazy that none of the others felt like tagging along. Trevor looked expectantly at Jean. If they stayed there he could see that they wouldn't get a chance to be alone, whereas at my place, or afterwards ... Jean capitulated and went to get her bathers. Cilla, who hadn't intended to bother, had to follow suit. Trevor lived almost directly on the way and was going to pick up his costume from home. I gave him the directions and he nodded that he understood them. We thanked our hosts again and went out to our cars. Sonia must have been waiting because she came out when she heard Trevor's car start, meeting us on the footpath. Sitting slightly lower than Cilla, Sonia once again was positioned in the centre of the front seat so I could see in the mirror and spent the time to my house kissing and cuddling with Cilla while I missed out again. (Oh poor hard done by me! I really would have to teach them how to drive.) Say what you may about new cars though, there are many advantages of a wide bench seat over bucket seats. Having a sexpot sitting next to you while you drive is one of them. Lights were visible in the house when I pulled into the drive. It looked like Rick and Renate hadn't gone anywhere. I let us in and called out - if they were in his room they would probably appreciate the warning they weren't alone. No answer - well they could have their mouths full. I looked out the back and saw they were in the pool. I left them undisturbed while I got some drinks for the three of us. There were going to be plenty of people out there soon - let them have the time alone until then. We adjourned to the lounge to wait. When our visitors finally arrived Cilla got up to let them in, which was reasonable since I had Sonia perched on my lap and was hurriedly rebuttoning her blouse. They joined us and I offered to get drinks for them. Trevor had been shown where to change while I was in the kitchen and shortly returned with his bathers on and his pants over his arm. I told Jean that Rick and Renate were in the pool already and there was a general consensus that we join them. The bathing couple however were surprised when the pool lights suddenly came on. They had been having a quiet watery cuddle in the moonlight and hadn't heard the cars pull up earlier. Blinking and looking around, they watched us come out of the house. Their initial greetings abruptly ceased when they saw we weren't alone and I realised why when I got closer to the pool edge. Why SHOULD they have felt they deeded swim suits (optional around here anyway) when they were alone? I grinned to myself. Though Renate had ended up in some pretty wild situations when we had been on holiday together she had been rather sedate since then, not even going topless in our pool. She had been classmates with both Sonia and Jean for some years now but had only just started hearing about Trevor from Jean during the past month or so. It was a bit of a shock for her then when he showed he wasn't shy by being the first in the pool while the rest of us were getting settled on the lounges. He surfaced from his dive and turned back to say hello to the pair sharing the pool but came to his own abrupt halt when he realised Rick was holding a naked girl to his chest. The look of surprise turned to a cheesy grin as he turned his face to Jean. "I hope your swim suit is as nice as your friend's." Jean turned and finally really noticed the young lovers. "Oh! Sorry." She looked around for a towel figuring they may want to preserve their modesty. Renate wouldn't have objected to getting a towel but Rick was comfortable after he had had a chance to recover from his initial surprise. He liked having a naked girl in his arms and wouldn't object to the kudos it might bring him in the eyes of the young stranger obviously accompanying Jean. "It's all right", he told Jean, "Our parents don't mind skinny dipping." As he looked up he considered the sensuous curves of the girl standing above him. Though he was in her class as well he hadn't thought about seeing her naked before now. The curves were in all the right places and, ignoring the fact that he was already holding as much woman as he could or wanted to handle, the image he conjured up was an interesting and, as Renate noticed to his subsequent discomfort, arousing one. "We don't normally wear suits", Cilla confirmed. "It's up to you." Jean hadn't been naked with Trevor yet and hadn't even been naked in front of Cilla for more years than she could remember, let alone showing herself in front of the rest of us. She decided, to Rick's and Trevor's disappointment, to stay clothed. As she removed all but a well filled brown and yellow bikini, the rest of us discarded our clothes and leapt, dove or dropped naked into the refreshing water. Jean dove cleanly into the water and swam over to Trevor who was a little grateful she had had stayed clothed considering the effect the sight of the other naked girls had had on him. If he had felt obligated to strip off too he wasn't sure how he could have stopped blushing. Now she wasn't the only naked female on display Renate relaxed a little and turned to face us, most of her breasts kept just below the surface where the ripples obscured the view. She had her arm around Rick and his was around her. Jean introduced Trevor to Rick and Renate and they got him talking about himself. I told Rick of some of our mutual acquaintances and they talked about them while I went over to rest between my loves. No-one was paying attention as I traded kisses with the girls; it was mild as far as Rick and Renate were concerned and Jean and Trevor were facing the wrong way. Rick did smile and Renate stopped mid-sentence when Cilla and Sonia went into a clinch but the others missed that as well. We had been casually moving around the pool and eventually Trevor noticed me kissing Sonia. He turned to Jean and whispered, "I thought you said Glyn was Cilla's boyfriend?" "Yes", said Jean, "and he didn't deny it." She turned to see us embracing while Cilla nonchalantly swam up to us and put her arms around me, getting a kiss of her own. Jean had had enough. It had been several months now and she still didn't understand the dynamics of her sister's relationship with me, nor her friend's. "What is up with you three? Are you going out with Cilla or with Sonia?" The question was clearly directed at me. Rick and Renate gave quiet giggles as the awaited my answer. We had "come out" to them on our holiday as a result of their semi-accidental spying on us making love. I looked at Jean and cuddled a girl under each arm. "Yes." I knew it was likely to piss her off royally and wasn't dismayed. She glared at me and looked at her sister for a better answer. Of the three of us Cilla was expecting to have the most trouble when our true situation became public knowledge. So far Rick and Renate had kept their word and our secret. The only other people in the know were my Uncle Frank and his wife who could be counted upon not to betray a confidence. Cilla considered. Telling Jean would be a good test of how her parents might react. If Jean couldn't handle it, they certainly wouldn't and she might just manage to keep Jean quiet even if she did go bananas at first. Trevor however was another matter. Cilla had met him a few times and liked him. He acted a bit young at times but he was funny without being stupid, seemed to really like Jean and wasn't afraid to muck in when necessary. She looked at us for permission. "Your decision", I said. "I can take it either way." Sonia just gave her hand a squeeze. Cilla turned to her sister and her sister's boyfriend with a quick glance at the other grinning pair. "I can't make you keep quiet for now but I, ... we ..., would appreciate it if you didn't say anything to anyone at present." She paused. She thought Jean would understand why once the story was told. Cilla hugged me and Sonia, on the other side, did the same. "Your question shouldn't have been 'or'. The correct question would have been 'Are you going out with Cilla AND with Sonia?'" She waited to see how they would take this before going further. Jean was taken a little aback but wasn't really surprised by the news. That's how it had seemed to her for a while; she just wasn't sure whether each of the girls was blind or was pigheadedly ignoring my two-timing behaviour. Now it seemed they had been in collusion all along. Trevor however had open admiration for the situation. Jean noticed Renate's grin and turned on her. "You knew?" she glared. Renate nodded, still grinning at her extra knowledge - it is always fun knowing something others don't but even more so when they found out you could have told them but hadn't. She was hoping Cilla would continue; THAT secret would win hands down. "And you never said anything?" Jean couldn't believe it. Renate and Sonia were very close but she just couldn't believe Renate was that good at keeping secrets. "How long have you known?" Renate looked at Rick. They both mentally did the calculations; Rick's "four months" came just before Renate's "three and a half". Jean was flabbergasted; not from the secret itself but because she hadn't found out or been told for that long. Cilla figured the reaction had been calm enough for her to proceed. She released me and I let Sonia go so they moved around until Cilla was now between us. "There's one more thing I think you should know", she said. Jean looked at her. "We've been lovers for a while." That was more of a surprise for Jean. She hadn't even begun to really think even of petting with Trevor yet. She WAS conscious of his penis when they cuddled, as he was conscious of her soft breasts pressing against his chest, but neither had made an overt move to make physical contact with the other's "private" parts. Cilla was a couple of years older than Jean but Sonia was only her age and now she found she was the "old maid" in the group. Renate was here naked with Rick - Jean wouldn't have been surprised now to hear that she too was sexually active! She looked at Renate as she wondered if that was indeed the case. Cilla interrupted her musings. "I don't think you quite understand. I said WE have been lovers." She put her arms around both of us and this time kissed Sonia passionately before turning to repeat the process with me. We all smiled at Jean who sat down in the shallows of the pool, stunned until she realised that this too wasn't news to Renate. "You bitch", she told her, smiling to take the sting out of the harsh words. "You knew that too?" She looked at Cilla. Her sister a lesbian; no - Bi? And she hadn't even suspected. She spoke to her sister. "I'll keep quiet on one condition." "What?" "I want to be there when you tell Mum and Dad." "You can be there - I'm not so sure I want to be", replied Cilla. Trevor wasn't stunned - he really didn't know us well enough. He liked the idea though and wondered if the tendency was genetic. "You don't have to worry about me", he assured us. "Fucking unbelievable!" Cilla was relieved things apparently had gone down so well. Maybe her parents wouldn't be such a problem. She wasn't going to bet on it though. It was time to ease the tension. I looked at Rick. "Want to help set the net up?" We had played water volleyball against the three girls when Renate had first visited Rick with disastrous results for Rick and myself. We might have a better chance with two more players. "Okay." He gave Renate a peck and swam to meet me by the side. I climbed out and got the equipment. Rick took one end and secured it while I took the other across the pool. Jean took the opportunity while I was out of the pool to check out my equipment. While it was easy enough to deal with her sister's male lover she wasn't quite ready to have a heart-to heart with the female one. She had been friends with Sonia for years and it was a bit hard to think of her as a "sister-in-law". Trevor came to help and Cilla joined her sister. "You're okay with things?" she asked quietly. "You could have told me earlier", she complained. "You can imagine the reaction when THEY find out. We were trying to keep things quiet for as long as possible." "I can understand that. It's a bit of a surprise though." "You think you're surprised. Imagine how I felt." She smiled lovingly towards Sonia who was talking with Renate. "I wouldn't change things though. I love them both and it's wonderful to have two lovers." Jean figured she would have to think that through. "You don't have to keep your suit on you know." Cilla tried to goad her sister into joining the naked throng. "Why not throw your top over to the chairs at least. I'm sure Trevor would appreciate it." Jean hadn't found it uncomfortable having the other people naked around her. You didn't really see anything through the surface and with the chatter she hadn't been under water to realise how visible one could be in certain circumstances. After the revelations she didn't want to feel like a prude and was rather annoyed that she was missing out when all the others had been having what they obviously considered fun. She decided she WOULD give Trevor a surprise and, while his back was turned, the bikini top went sailing through the air to land dripping onto one of the pool lounges. She wasn't as sure about the bottoms but finally decided, "What the hell! There's only a bit of hair to see.", and stepped out of them too. We boys had been talking about the make up of the sides. 7 players split into 4 and 3. This could most logically be by sex or by sex partners (not actually expressed that way and making no assumptions about the relationship between Jean and Trevor). Rather than a mix up we all favoured playing only with or against our partners and decided to leave it to the ladies. "Boy-Girl or Boys vs Girls?" I asked them. Jean didn't mind and Renate had a mild preference to a repeat of the battle of the sexes. Cilla and Sonia did the maths and decide they preferred an "Us vs Them" approach. Because they were rather more vocal, Jean and Renate fell into line and swam under the net one way while I swam back the other. The three of us cuddled. It was supposed to be a strategic team huddle but things got out of hand. Trevor and Rick found themselves facing an unexpected two bare pairs that weren't quite as concealed by the shallower water on their side of the net. Trevor realised he was the only one clothed and asked Jean if she minded him joining the rest of us. "How can I say no when I'm naked?" His bathers landed near hers with an audible plop. She looked down and then caught him grinning as he watched her watching him. She blushed. "Like what you see?" he asked cheekily. "I hope it's only because the water's cold but I can't see anything much." Rick laughed at her comeback. We got organised and the game began. It was a walk over. Accustomed to each other, Sonia, Cilla and I were able to work as a team whereas Trevor and Rick tended to spend too long looking at their team- mate's chests and not enough time watching the trajectory of the ball. To give them their due, the girls were also distracted whenever one or other of the males leapt up to spike a high flying ball and both sexes seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time standing next to their partner rather than covering the available area. The rematch was just as bad and it was only in the third game that they finally gave us a serious challenge and we were beaten. I blame it more on us being more tired than them by that stage but graciously conceded their win. It was coming up to 10 pm and I asked if people were interested in pizza for supper. They were and I got out to dial through our order. Jean needed a pit stop and, finally comfortable with the rest of us around her, towelled herself off before following me inside. I pointed out the way and watched her cute butt disappearing down the corridor while I used the phone. She got back as I hung up and turned around. She didn't have Cilla's red hair but her chest showed the same sprinkling of freckles and her breasts had the same fullness. She was hidden from the waist down, as was I, by the counter between us. "Thanks for being supportive", I told her. "I know Cilla would have been a bit nervous telling you." "That's okay. I can imagine what's going to happen when Mum and Dad find out. I'm not so sure I want to be there after all." "That's why we were hoping to be a bit older before people found out; it might make it a bit easier. It's hard sometimes trying to appear as 'just friends', especially for Sonia and Cilla I think." "I wondered why she spent so much time over at Sonia's house. She never used to. How long have ..., well, you know." "Remember your party?" "Then!" "Pretty well." "Oh my god. And how did Renate find out? Did Rick or Sonia tell her?" "Ah, well, actually they caught us first, then we explained." "And they've kept quiet. I wouldn't have believe she could keep a secret that long, but then I wouldn't have thought Cilla could either." "Cilla has had some incentive." I didn't mention that Renate had her own secret; that was her business to tell or keep quiet. "What's likely to happen when your parents find out?" I was interested if Jean anticipated the same problems as Cilla. "Mum will be upset, more by the sex before marriage probably. She's always worried about pregnancy and one of us ending up a single mother. I've been getting an ongoing stream of lectures since I started going out with Trevor." "Cilla's missed out on most of that and it's funny really because Mum keeps using her as an example of how I should go out in groups more rather than just being with Trevor. It's the same today where she basically threw us out with you so we wouldn't go out alone. Thanks for 'inviting' us though, it has been fun." "That's all right. I understand what you're on about. How will your Dad take it though?" "He won't care so much about you and Cilla though he wouldn't even suggest he approved, but Sonia! Wow! He will go absolutely ape shit. He is s-o-o-o homophobic. He is just as likely to do the old 'go and do not darken my doorstep' routine except I don't think Mum would let him go that far." "Expect a few weeks of ranting and raving followed by a few months of icy silence and then a couple of years of grunted replies to direct questions. Maybe that wouldn't be too bad after all - better than having him throw it in your faces all that time." She could now grin. Topic closed, I think. "So does Trevor like your new look? Or isn't it so new for him?" I teased. Jean blushed again, the hue extending to the tops of her breasts. I COULD tease her now; she had been cold towards me on and off for a while, tending to see me as a two-timing bastard between spells where her sister's obvious affection for me brought me some favour. "No. It's all new." "Well if you need a hand arranging some privacy, for anything, let Cilla know and we'll see what we can do, even if it's only providing some cover. I do know what it's like trying for a quiet smooch at your place. I have nothing against your family, I want it to be mine as well you know, but it is a bit hectic at times." Jean agreed. "You don't have to tell me. Thanks. We might need that one day." "Well then, sister mine. Let's get those shrivelled up prunes out the pool and ready for pizza. We walked out, arm in arm and naked, and Cilla smiled when she saw that we were getting on together after Jean's previous ambivalence. I dressed, casually, so as not to shock the delivery man and brought the pizzas back to the others where Rick had led them, still naked, to the games room. Putting up with the obligatory lewd comment about keeping one's balls on the table it was enjoyable watching the players as we sat munching and occasionally cuddling. No overt sexual activity but a little covert touching did occur and Trevor even got bold enough to stand behind Jean and put his hand on her bum. She surprised him as she responded with a quick and totally unexpected fondle of his balls as she turned away from the table. She had just upped the ante and he wasn't quite sure how much he should bet in turn. Was she bluffing? Seven healthy fit NAKED teenage bodies! (I had stripped off again before joining them.) It was quite a pleasant sight and we were soon all kissing our respective partners as we passed by after making our shots or while waiting our turns. We were polite to the newcomers and didn't comment on the state of a certain someone's member which he tried unsuccessfully to keep out of sight. There would be sure to be other opportunities to make fun later without scaring them off straight away. Actually Trevor's state was merely indicative of the general desire for a little more privacy. Trevor and Jean broke the party up by deciding it was time to go and we watched them dress, a surprisingly sexy activity in its own right, before saying goodbye at the door. I didn't expect them to hurry home. I turned out the lights in the games room when we came upstairs. Rick was going to take Renate to his room, a plan I had also had in mind for Sonia, Cilla and myself until we had additional guests. ----- Trevor manoeuvred through the light traffic with one had on the wheel and one holding Jean's. "Wow. What an evening!" "Yes", agreed Jean. "I noticed you enjoying the view." "Well you're such a scenic view I couldn't help it." "It wasn't me in your sights." "Okay. Guilty, I guess. But it's you I want to be with. And you're much sexier than the others." Jean squeezed his hand then released it and rested hers lightly on his thigh. His leg twitched with the unexpected contact then he relaxed. They had been naked together for a couple of hours and it seemed strange to be nervous after the comfortable state they had enjoyed. His mind kept coming back to the night's revelations. He was envious - not of my having two girlfriends, although the idea wasn't a turn off, but at the fact that we were lovers and he was still trying to get past first base. He tried to turn their conversation to sexual topics in the hopes it might open up their relationship. "So your sister's a rug muncher, eh? And you never suspected?" "No." Jean thought back over the last few months. Even though the revelation helped her now make sense of a few puzzling incidents, none of them struck her as "Oh, of course. It's obvious now!" "Any chance you would be into threesomes too?" Trevor was stirring. Jean looked at her boyfriend. She wasn't going to let him get away with that. "Maybe. I wonder how well YOU can suck a cock?" Oops. Change tack. "No. I just meant I wouldn't mind watching two girls. You know!" "Well don't let me catch you peeping through Sonia's window. I can see it from my room and I'll be keeping an eye out for you from now on!" "You don't have to worry. I'm more likely to be looking though your bedroom window anyway. You're very beautiful you know. Your body is gorgeous." Jean blushed unseen when this brought back the memory of her being naked with a group of her friends although it has seemed quite easy at the time. Monday would be the thing. Having to face them at school; knowing they knew what was under her uniform and trying not to think the same about them. Her house was in darkness when they got back and Jean got Trevor to park a little way back. He grabbed a coat from the backseat and laid it between the seats to cover the handbrake and gear shift. It was barely adequate but Jean at least could turn around and lay across it to nestle in his arms. He held her and they kissed, softly and frequently at first then capturing each other's lips and finally exploring each other's mouths with their tongues. Trevor had his arm in the middle of Jean's back and ventured to release the catch that held her bikini closed; it sprang apart under her blouse and she murmured her acquiescence as she pulled his face against hers. The steering wheel limited their movements until Trevor thought to move his seat back. Perfect! Well, better. Keeping his arm behind his girlfriend he eased the other under the front of her blouse and over the cup of her bathers. His first tit. He didn't think of it as an accomplishment in it's own right however but rather as a stepping stone. He tried gently squeezing, paying attention to Jean's responses as a means of judging his performance. Things seemed to be moving along nicely and he looked over her head without breaking away from her sweet kisses. He checked front, sides and mirror to see they were not being observed. All clear for now. He thought about his promise to Jean's sister. It would have made a good story but Jean had told him of my offer of assistance and the possibilities seemed to be worth his silence. At least he could tell his mates of their nude evening though he doubted they would believe him. Jean was enjoying the feel of his hand but thought it would be nicer skin on skin. She reached under her blouse and lifted the cup out of the way. Trevor replaced his hand. "Yes. Much better", she thought. Unfortunately she also thought they shouldn't stay out there too long, which she considered a damn shame. Things were moving along nicely and Trevor was now playing with her nipple. If only he could get his other hand in there too! She decided he deserved a reward in addition to being permitted to "cop a feel" so she slipped her hand down and reached around the front of his pants until she found a firm log. She squeezed and this time it was Trevor who murmured to her. She let her fingertips brush over the fabric, caressing the object hidden below her. She had been eyeing it at my place and considered it compared favourably with the other male organs on view at the time. She hadn't realised there was so much variation and the sample set had been quite small. She gloated to herself; Cilla might be more experienced but Jean reckoned that she had ended up with a better prize than any of the other three. "Damn!" She couldn't wait for Monday to compare notes with Sonia and Renate. That made her stop and think for a second. I had called her my sister now she knew Cilla and I were lovers and she wondered how Sonia would treat her at school. Monday certainly would be interesting. Still it was Trevor who was showing an extreme interest in her action right now. He was used to beating his meat and recently had thoughts of Jean when doing so. Now that reality was catching up with his imagination he found there was a catch; a youthful male may be ready, willing and able but he also had trouble braking. It was embarrassing creaming his jeans but worth it. His body had betrayed him though and he was concerned what Jean would think. He didn't want to just stop and tried to increase the stimulation so Jean could have an orgasm too. He wasn't to know that the situation they were in made that highly unlikely but at least he tried. Jean did like what he was doing but it wasn't lighting any fires. It didn't help that the gear shift was sticking into her back and that she had had an early morning. Reluctantly she sat herself up and gave the young man a simple kiss. "I'd better go in" She refastened the bikini top just in case one of her parents was up. "Perhaps we can go for a drive tomorrow?" "Okay. What time?" "How about 10; we'll have plenty of time then." "Time for what?" Trevor thought. "Okay" he said. Jean leaned in and kissed him again. Though her passions rose she forced herself to break off. "See you tomorrow. It's been nice. Drive carefully, you belong to me now." Trevor said goodbye and watched the sexy young woman walk away from his car. He started it and drove off, contemplating parking and sneaking back to watch her through her window as he had suggested. No. The promise of tomorrow was enough for now. She had made him think of peeping though and wondered if she night not mind a nocturnal visitor if he was quiet. He would have to check out the lie of the land in the morning just in case the occasion arose. ----- Rick and Renate said goodnight to us and disappeared down the corridor. Renate would have to be home relatively soon though she was given more leeway now and didn't have to rush. Cilla, Sonia and I went into the lounge and turned on a late night movie. We had just missed the start but it didn't matter and it was nice to just relax on the lounge together and enjoy the comedy. Cilla sat between us and we snuggled up under a light blanket, more for privacy than warmth. Rick or Renate could wander out, though this was unlikely, and Mum and Dad would be home soon and any indiscretions would be more easily concealed that way. We slipped our hands in and around various items of clothing and generally just caressed each other's wobbly bits between occasional kisses. Thus we were behaving respectably when my parents did drive up and needed only a little hurried adjustment. I went down to Rick's room and gave him a couple of raps on the door to warn him, not that he was likely to be disturbed, but why take chances. I returned to the kitchen and turned the kettle on then returned to the lounge to take orders. Dad was sitting talking to the girls and Mum joined us in time to order a cup of herbal tea. When they finished their drinks with us they retired for the night and after a look at the clock I supposed it was also time for my loves to go too. Having Jean and Trevor visit had spoiled the evening in some respects but we didn't have to have sex EVERY time we got together. It would have been nice though. ----- I thought the car coming towards us looked familiar; Trevor must have just left Cilla's house. That might work out well for the sisters; if they had been out together and got home around the same time then they weren't likely to have got up to anything. The only problem was this time it was the truth. ----- Rick missed the knock on the door when my parents came home. He shouldn't have; it was clearly audible. But when you're asleep you don't always notice these things. After Jean and Trevor had left he had led Renate by the hand to his room where they stood kissing behind the closed door. They didn't have to fumble with each other's clothes as they hadn't bothered to get dressed when the rest of us did. Still embracing they crab-walked over to the bed and collapsed laughing onto the narrow surface. Rick helped her up and pulled down the covers. They got between the sheets and wrapped themselves in their love. After our holiday together Renate and Sonia had had a "girl to girl" talk that resulted in Renate making an appointment with her doctor a few days later. It was the first time she had been there without her parents and she was understandably nervous. It turned out to be much simpler than she had expected from Sonia's tale. Renate's doctor had been very businesslike, checking her out and writing a script for the contraceptive without any suggestion of providing training in sexual matters. Renate was relieved. Since then she and her young lover had found a number of opportunities to conduct their own self-directed training. Their progress, slow but steady, had been most satisfactory for both of them and she was eager to practise some more. They had avoided any excessive display when with me or the girls and I have to admit that we reverted to being a far less exhibitionistic as well. While both Sonia and Cilla had swum topless with my family (the pool tended to be a VERY casual area on most occasions) I had kept my hands to myself; "that" wasn't tolerated especially when my younger siblings were around. Renate hadn't been as "forward" in the pool as she had that night and probably wouldn't have another opportunity before next summer. Still, alone and under the covers with my brother, she was uninhibited and passionate. Though out of the novice class they still tended to concentrate on vanilla sex; a bit of kissing, petting and then fucking either missionary or with Renate sitting on top. Circumstances being what they were, their love-making had unfortunately been somewhat rushed. They couldn't at her house and lacked the wheels and funds to go elsewhere; this left Rick's room where they normally ran the risk of being interrupted. Rick had gone down on Renate a couple of times though she, after his premature explosion on her first attempt at fellatio, wasn't as keen to return the favour yet. That night they felt more relaxed than they had for sometime. They knew, or reasonably suspected, that we wouldn't disturb them unnecessarily and that our parents wouldn't come knocking when they came home. Rick wanted to give his lover the best time he possibly could. He wanted to show her that he loved her and aimed to concentrate on her pleasure. It was easy to accuse a male, of any age, of only being interested in one thing. In fact it is pretty hard to argue against that position considering the evidence is normally obvious. However, being ready 24 hours a day isn't the same as not being able to do without or not being able to think about something else as well. Rick started at the top, kissing Renate's forehead, and slowly worked his way down her beautiful young body as she lay beneath him. They both enjoyed French kisses; one's lips can be so sensitive causing spine-tingling chills with just the lightest brush of a lover's lips across them. The meeting of tongues though goes well past the physical contact, pleasurable though that may be, to thrill with the intimacy of such activity; letting another person enter your body, somewhat symbolically reminiscent of the entry of another probing member through a distinctly different pair of lips. Think about who has access to your mouth; ignore the surgeon seeking inflamed tonsils or white-coated agents of the Tooth Fairy. You suckle at your mother's breast; a comfort for the child, a reward for the mother. (A little pleasure to offset the eventual erupting teeth?) You may have sucked upon a thumb as a toddler; but since then? The ingenue poses with digit poised between glistening reddened lips; the temptress takes his pointing finger and lets it slowly withdraw from her moistened orifice. Only lovers go there. And when they do, they, like Rick and Renate, find their passions grow; and later, their hearts grow fonder in remembrance. Renate reached to hold the youth's rigid cock as his lips brushed her cheek and his breath lightly tickled her ear. His lips seized the shell of her ear and his tongue flickered out to tease and tickle. He moved a smidgeon and took her earlobe between gently biting teeth then suckled from it before descending below the curve of her jaw. As he licked and kissed her neck (under threat of dire consequences if he left a bruising mark) Renate sunk her teeth into the shoulder presented to her. Rick jerked with the sudden sensation of pain but she had done no damage and he found it became a semi-constant reminder of her presence. Renate arched back exposing her throat and Rick worked his way around the other side and then back. "That's very nice", Renate complimented his efforts. Her body under his hands echoed the sentiment. Rick persisted for a little while longer before moving his lips to the side of the flattened mound of her breast. Now tits were something he felt he DID know about; though learning from his mistakes wasn't the best way from Renate's point of view, she also felt he was making progress. Rick alternated between licking, sucking, nipping and kneading; changing back and forth to arouse one nipple while the other rested then swapping back once its sensitivity had returned. Renate knew young men could have a problem lasting and, though she really had no-one other than me for comparison, she felt that Rick probably also fell into that category. He always came before her on the occasions when she had an orgasm but at least he stayed in the "race" until she had been dated if not completely satisfied. This night however she found her body responding to his touch and she barely started stroking his lovely prick before she found it taken away as he moved to bury his tongue in her navel. Renate's skin still had a faint chlorine tang from the pool but Rick ignored that as he bathed the taut abdomen laid out before him. The smell of her sex seeped out as he raised the blankets to bring her pussy into view. The bed wasn't long enough for him to lay between Renate's thighs without getting her to sit up; instead he turned around and lay beside her, his chest dampened by her still wet belly as he positioned his mouth on her pussy. As he kissed her again and lapped at the juices Renate reached up to hold the penis resting by her shoulder. "Oh he makes me feel so good!" Renate turned her head and took the tip of his cock between her lips. Her tongue flicked over the end as Rick's buried itself into the juicy hole he found between her thighs. They both enjoyed the different tastes of their separate sweet seepages. "Now that's not bad", she thought. "Why does his cum have to be so nasty then?" As Rick got more involved at one end of the young woman, her other end began to get more involved with him. She reached around his hips and pulled him over her face to improve her access. Rick lifted his leg over her head, being careful not to crash his knee into her nose, before returning to the soppy cunt where he slurped as he felt Renate engulf his prick. She lifted her head off the pillow to swallow as much as she could as he supported himself above her. Her mouth gripped him as she sucked hard and let her head drop back. His prick couldn't stretch so he either had to let his hips follow or let it be ripped off. When the suction eased off he relaxed his hips and slid out of her warm wet mouth. That too felt good! He moved back in, Renate's tongue swirling around his cockhead and her teeth just grazing the shaft. With his hands buried under her butt and his face buried in her pussy, Rick slowly fucked in and out of Renate's welcoming mouth. While being careful not to push too hard or far (though his body screamed to be allowed to bury the prong deep down her throat) Rick started pumping a little faster. "Oh-oh!" he thought as he felt the warning signs of an impending orgasm. "That won't be appreciated." Renate didn't need to wonder too much why her boyfriend was moving away. She was more thankful he was considerate enough to realise she didn't want him to come in her mouth; once had been more than enough. "Looks like I chose the right guy", she thought. Rick got up and knelt on the floor before uncovering Renate and encouraging her to turn sideways across the bed. He put her legs over his shoulders, buried his face back in the fragrant pussy and tongued her clit. It wasn't long before Renate was spreading her fingers through her own long hair, holding her head as she thrashed it from side to side. She bit her bottom lip and tasted blood as the sensations drove her over the edge then had to twist her hips to get Rick to remove his mouth from her pussy; she couldn't take any more just then. "Oh that was so good", she told him, adding in her thoughts "I need this more often." The occasions they had found for their loving had been inadequate and Renate's experiences since their holiday hadn't lived up to her introduction to sex. That was, until then. Rick got back onto the bed and used the top sheet to wipe his face as he laid down by the naked, and satisfied, 17 year old girl. She rolled around so she could rest her head on his chest and snuggled into her lover with a hand on his still firm cock. Rick stroked her back, rubbing up and down her spine and occasionally passing his hand over the smooth skin of her butt. He gripped her shoulder, rubbed her neck and carefully slid his fingers between the strands of her hair as he held her to him. Renate responded to the comfortable cuddle by poking her tongue out to wetly caress his nipple. She continued to stroke his cock as she played with his chest and felt his excitement build again. An awareness of his need restored her own and Renate decided slow loving could wait for another night; Rick wouldn't last long and she didn't want to prolong things after that delightful orgasm. She lifted her leg and passed it over his hip. Taking less care than Rick had, Renate had to apologise for the painful contact between her knee and his belly but the injury was minor. ("What a carry on - I barely touched him!") Rick's prick at least seemed unaware of the fuss, and she tucked it safely away where it wouldn't come to any harm. With her hands on Rick's shoulders, Renate used his body to steady herself as she rapidly rocked back and forth. Her predictions were right and she had barely started to pick up speed before she felt the throb and the spurts as his cum was ejected and captured by her body. Rick tried at first to match her tempo but decided instead to simply lift his hips to allow Renate to make the penetration as deep as possible. His prick was eventually squeezed out of her soggy cunt while still stiff and her movements trapped it between their bodies where its slippery surfaced massaged her clit. While not being able to claim any active credit for its arrival, Rick witnessed the love of his life experiencing a second orgasm within the space of ten minutes and he was overjoyed that he had helped make her feel so good. Renate leaned down to kiss him then climbed off and donned his bathrobe to sneak down the corridor to the bathroom. Though the noise of the television was coming from the lounge she knew she was reasonably safe from discovery by anyone other than the girls or I and THAT wouldn't matter. When she came back Rick sleepily embraced her and they cuddled in the peaceful state satiation brings. Within minutes they were asleep. ----- The house was in darkness when I got home and I went through the bathroom quickly then lay in my bed thinking of what might have been and indeed what had been on previous occasions. My thoughts turned to fantasy. I lay there with a young woman on each side. They rested their heads on my chest and looked lovingly into each other's eyes as their tongues laved my nipples. My hands reached up to become their tongues. Yes! That felt good! Don't stop! I had my hand on their asses, kneading their butts as they continued to stimulate my chest. Lying alone in my bed I could feel their soft breasts against my sides. Their hands played with balls and penis. I moved my right hand down and cupped my sack before lightly moving my encircling hand up and down my erection. A tongue could still be felt where my left thumb strummed the nipple. Whoever was on the right side - Yes Cilla - was engulfing me with her mouth; I licked my thumb and finger and transferred the moisture to my cock, repeating the action until the digital circle slid smoothly along the length of my pole. I imagined the fun we would share. Sonia's sweet pussy over my face; Cilla's cunt engulfing me as I thrust into her prone body while I watched Sonia grinding her hips into Cilla's face; lying beside them as they lay head to tail enjoying the taste of each other's juices. It was enough and I reached for a handkerchief as "Cilla" took my explosion in her mouth. I cleaned up and lay there, a pillow on each side as my fantasy ended with my arms around my lovers. ----- Rick realise he had slept when he rolled over and put his arm around Renate. Not accustomed to sharing his narrow bed he found the combination of a warm body on one side and the lack of a mattress on the other was adequate stimulation to get his brain in gear rather quickly. When he looked over at the alarm clock his senses returned at an even greater rate; ten past four! "Oh Shit!" Renate was supposed to be home by midnight normally though Rick could then stay until around one. Renate was going to be in trouble and Rick would be "persona non grata" with her parents. What to do? He woke Renate up and his sense of urgency had her sitting up in seconds. She echoed him, "Oh Shit!" "The guest room is free. You can spend the rest of the night there", offered Rick. "No. That would be all right if my parents had okayed it with yours beforehand, but not this way." "Well I'd better walk you home then." Rick couldn't take the car without getting permission first (unless he wanted to lose access to it for the foreseeable future) and didn't want to wake me for what was only a five minute walk. On the basis that a few minutes one way or the other wouldn't make much difference now they took their time and helped each other to dress It was a comforting and loving experience with its own tinge of eroticism that in other circumstances might well have been a waste of time with them starting all over again. Cuddling against the chill air they passed from one circle of light to the next along the deserted suburban streets both wondering how Renate's parents would respond. ----- It turned out Renate's parents came home late themselves that night and waited for quite a while past Renate's curfew before going to sleep. Rick had to spend the morning personally apologising and grovelling to them for keeping their daughter out just to be allowed to visit. Thus the "luckiest" partnership of the previous evening ended up doing penance while Jean and Trevor got to repeat their explorations in much more pleasant surroundings and Sonia, Cilla and I got to spend a glorious afternoon in Sonia's bed in her mother's absence. But regardless of the ups and downs over the weekend there were seven young people who found love and pleasure together and who all felt the weekend overall to have been a success.