u/opuscule_cat

Killian and I gave each other lots of flirty looks, when I would come work in the lab, that week following the first time we fucked. She'd told me we needed to be discrete about our hooking up, and so I tried to act like I did before we hooked up. There was one day, we were working in the lab, and there were other people in the lab. We kept giving each other flirty smiles, when no one was looking. She groped my ass, as she walked past me at one point, then looked back at me, giggling.

There was a small lab, off the main lab, that had no window on the door, because it was sometimes used as a dark room. I was in there doing some things for Killian, when she came in to see how I was doing. She moved up next to me, as I stood at the bench top, "How's it going, Sam?"

"It's going pretty well. I should finish this up in the next 15 mins or so."

"You're doing a good job, Sam," as she was inspecting my work. She smiled at me, and leaned in to kiss me. I turned, so we could kiss, but I was wearing latex gloves and could not touch her. So, we stood apart, kissing for a minute. It was like that for the rest of the week. We found private spots to hug and kiss each other. I was dying for more. That Friday, I happened to be walking through the parking lot to get back to my apartment, when Killian drove up next to me with her window down. She whistled at me, and I turned to see it was her.

I walked up to her car, "Hey Killian." I looked around to see no one seemed to around.

Killian was smiling up at me. She looked around nervously, then beckoned me to lean down, so we could kiss. She broke that off quickly. "Come in on Sunday, Sam?"

"Absolutely."

She giggled at my eager response.

"What about now? Take me home with you?"

Killian said, "That is sooo tempting Sam, but I have a thing tonight."

I eyed her suspiciously, "A thing with a guy? Like a date?"

"It's cute that you are jealous, but no, not a guy." She nervously hesitated, "You're the only guy, okay, Sam? I'd better be the only girl." She was looking at me with raised eyebrows.

"You're the only girl."

"I have this lecture I have to attend and sort of work at it. A PhD is a lot of work, Sam. And, I don't have a ton of time for dating."

"yeah, I get that. I have band practice all day on Saturdays."

"That's okay, I have a lot of writing to do. Just come in Sunday," and she winked at me, before driving off.

I eagerly awaited going in on Sunday. Luckily, my Saturdays were always busy with band practice, so that helped me impatiently bide my time. When I went into the lab on Sunday, I heard Killian giggling. I was stunned looking at her, because she was just wearing some boots, a sexy black thong and a little top, that ended above her belly button. She was bright red, standing there. I moved towards her, and she giggled and ran away. I was chasing her through a couple of labs that were interconnected, before she stopped and turned to face me.

We grabbed each other and kissed, my hands wandering over her exposed ass cheeks. She pulled away, "We have work to do."

I gave her a pleading look.

"No, only if you do a good job."

Killian told me what to do that day, then said, "I will be at my desk analyzing some data, if you have any questions. Bring me your lab notebook, when you are done." I stared at her exposed ass, as she walked away.

She had a small cubicle in one of the big lab rooms, and she went there to do some work, sitting on her chair in her underwear. I started incubating something and set a timer, then wandered over to her desk, just staring at her, with a grin on my face. I could see one of her long legs from the side, as she sat in her chair, her leg exposed all the way up to her hip, with just that waist of the thong interrupting my view of her bare skin.

"Do you need something, Sam?", she turned to look at me, forcing herself to keep a serious expression.

"You look hot in your glasses." She only sometimes wore glasses, but she had that hot nerd look about her, when she wore them.

"Thank you, but did you have a question? I believe you have plenty of work to do." She was still forcing herself not to smile.

I had to think of a question, as an excuse for being there, so I made something up, "I'm supposed to pellet this in the centrifuge at 3000 rpms right?"

She gave me a little smile, knowing my ruse, "Yes, but you knew that. You've done it a bunch of times, and I know you're smart. It's also in the protocol I gave you and I know you can read..."

I was just grinning and looking up and down her body, but then my timer went off, "I just wanted to be very sure." I turned to leave her.

She walked through the lab a couple of times, definitely for the purpose of letting me see her ass in that thong. I was not discrete in my ogling and did not try to hide my muttering of, "Fuck me...so hot..." She would giggle and go back to her desk.

When I was done a couple of hours later, I walked back to her desk with my lab notebook. She stood, and said, "Sit down..." gesturing at her desk chair. I sat down in the swivel chair, and she stood in front of me, leaning on her desk and looking at my lab notes. I was staring at her crotch. I ran a hand up her inner thigh, then she pushed it away, and gave me a fake stern look, "Not yet, Sam." She continued reading my lab notebook, while I looked up and down her legs and crotch, up to her beautiful face. My dick swelled in my pants.

She finally closed my lab notebook and set it down on her desk, then said, "It looks like you did a good job today." I rolled the swivel chair closer and ran my hand up her inner thigh again, only this time she did not stop me, and I rubbed her pussy some through her underwear. I moved in even closer, so I could kiss her milky white thighs a bit, while touching her pussy. I heard her breathe in deeply, and I looked up at her smiling face. I kissed her crotch on the outside of her panties, my lips feeling her puffy labia through her underwear.

I slid the crotch out of the way, getting my first good look at her pussy, then moved to give it a little lick, tasting for the first time. She made a happy little cooing noise, encouraging me to continue. Her underwear was kind of in the way, so I started pulling it down and she was bright red, as she helped me get them off, over top of her boots. She was standing at her desk, naked from the waist down, and she was clearly nervous. We would hear someone coming in time. The only entrance was in the other room, and this lab had an ante chamber for positive air pressure. We would hear a door and then there was another door. She had a long lab coat she could throw on, hanging right there. Still, the risk was fun.

She had really dark bush that I liked. I liked how it looked against her pale skin. Just a neatly manicured bit of very dark bush between her legs. I kissed up near her prominent pelvic bones, then kissed right on her mons and in her bush. I moved lower to lick her clit a little and she whimpered. I encouraged her to slide up onto her desk, so I could have better access to her pussy. She put her feet up on the armrests of the swivel chair I was sitting in and spread her legs for me, with her bare butt on her desk. I'd wanted to do this to her for a long time, and I took my time, savoring her taste, enjoying getting her off, doing a good job.

I slid a finger inside her, while licking around her clit. I looked up at her and saw her biting her lip, then she threw back her head a bit in pleasure, before I looked back down, focusing on my work. Her legs bucked and she almost rolled me away, while I sucked on her clit. I could hear her breathing get more strained, and then she started panting a bit, as I continued licking her, lapping up her wet pussy. She made some high pitched whimpers and squeezed my face between her legs some, but I kept going. My cheeks were wet with her secretions, and I was making horny noises, while loving eating her out. I got her off repeatedly, then could not take it anymore.

I abruptly stood up, unzipping my jeans and shoving down my pants and underwear, my hard cock springing out. She panted out, "Yeah...", her brow furrowed a bit, while she stared down at my dick. I moved forward, sliding it into her easily, she was so wet. I had those long legs wrapped around me. I was holding them up a bit, by grabbing her thighs. We kissed each other aggressively while I fucked her on her desk. We were both making horny moans into each other's mouths, while kissing and fucking. As I got closer, I whispered in her ear, "Where should I cum?"

She whimpered a couple of times, and responded, "Cum inside in me..." My dick started twitching inside her and I shot cum deep inside her. Her legs squeezed me tighter and I felt her vagina grip my hard dick, while she whimpered out, "oh my god, Sam...fuck me..." I kept thrusting with her pussy extra slick with my cum. She started gently pushing me out of her, giggling a bit, as we both looked down to see my cum leaking out of her onto her desk. She hopped up and grabbed some tissues from a box on her desk, wiping between her legs and on her desk.

We stood kissing for a minute, my hands all over her bare ass, then stopped and got dressed again. She put a skirt on over top of her underwear now. We shut down the lab, and started walking out of the building, and I said, "What are you doing the rest of the day? Tonight?" It was still early afternoon.

Killian turned and smiled at me, "I have a lot of work to do. Just going to hole up in my apartment and write."

"I have a bunch of homework too." I was giving her a hopeful look, wanting an invite to stay over at her place.

Killian knew what I was hoping for and gave me a little grin, "Sam, I feel like you would be very distracting for me."

"You have to take some breaks while you are working...keeps the creative juices flowing."

She burst out giggling, "Sam, fine. Do you have your homework with you?"

"No, we could swing by my place?"

"Sam, I told you that we have to be discrete."

"You could just wait out in your car, and then I'll get my stuff?"

"Okay."

She looked nervous, parked outside my apartment building. I kissed her and said, "I'll be right back." I ran inside and grabbed some books, some clothes, and my toothbrush, then ran back to her car. "None of my housemates were home."

"Good." She kissed me on the lips, and then we started driving to her place. We got to her apartment building, which was an old brick building of garden style apartments. I was kind of nervously excited to be going into this grown woman's apartment.

She walked off towards her bedroom, "I'm going to go get changed." I wandered around her tiny apartment, looking at stuff. She came back out of her room, dressed in sweat pants and a baggy t-shirt. She looked kind of embarrassed, because maybe I was staring at her, "I told you that I need to write, so I am wearing comfortable clothes."

I walked up to her to hug and kiss her, "This outfit is hot."

She busted out laughing and gently pushed me away, "God you're horny." Then she wandered over to a table covered in journal articles, notebooks, books, etc, and sat down. I stood there looking at her. She gestured for me to go away, "I told you I have work to do."

"Fine." I grabbed my backpack, and pulled out some clothes to change into, because I didn't feel like wearing jeans around her apartment. I went into her bathroom, and changed into some sweatpants that I brought. I saw her look up at me with a grin, as I came back into the living room/dining room/kitchen area of her apartment. "Get back to work, Killian," and I grinned at her.

She just shook her head and buried her face in her work again. I sat on her couch and started doing my homework. I was mostly good, just working in silence, but occasionally she busted me looking at her.

Killian looked over at me from her table, "Why are you staring at me?"

"I'm just working, and I was staring off into space."

She gave me a little grin knowing that I was not staring off into space. I got back to work, and eventually, she got up to get some water from her kitchen. She stood in front of me, drinking her water, looking down at me. I pretended to ignore her, just looking at my text book.

She said, "Biochem?"

"Yep."

"I love biochem."

I laughed, "Me too. It's just like fun little math problems."

Killian set her water down on a side table, then grabbed my book away, setting on the couch next to me, so that she could straddle me, sitting in my lap. She kissed me, "So, you're a nerd, too?"

"Well, maybe not as big of a nerd as you..."

She made an exaggerated angry face and tickled me aggressively. She stopped and kissed me some more. I moved my hands up to feel her nice tits on the outside of the baggy shirt she was wearing, then moved down to her hips and finally put my hands in the back of her sweat pants. I could feel that she was wearing different underwear, "Hmmm...you're not wearing that thong anymore."

She stopped kissing me and laughed, "Yes, I changed."

I pulled on the front of her sweatpants to take a look at them. They were ordinary, grey, bikini cut panties. "These are hot."

Killian laughed, "These are like the most ordinary underwear ever."

"Take off your sweatpants. I want to see them."

Killian shook her head, laughing a little, as she stood up and then slid down her sweatpants, kicking them off. She turned around 360 degrees, and said, "See, just ordinary underwear."

I pushed down my sweatpants and underwear enough to show her my hard dick, "I like it."

She burst out laughing at my exposed erection. "You are so horny."

I twitched my dick around in response. Killian had a bemused look on her face, as she sank to her knees in front of me. I was breathing more rapidly just from the excitement that she was about to suck my dick, before she even put in her mouth. She pulled down on my sweatpants and underwear more, until she pulled them all the way off. Then she leaned in and grabbed my hard cock, giving it a couple of kisses, and then licking it. It went into her warm wet mouth and I moaned, "oh my god, Killian..." She giggled a little with it in her mouth, then pulled her mouth off, looking up at me and stroking it.

"I knew you would be a distraction," and then she put it back in her mouth. I gasped a bit at the pleasure she was giving me.

"Fuck that feels good." She was just bobbing her head up and down, taking in just a bit more than the tip on each downward movement.

Killian pulled her lips off with a slurping sound, then stood in front of me, taking off her panties. She climbed into my lap, straddling me, and then guiding my dick into her, slowing moving up and down on it, until she had the whole thing inside her wet pussy. She kissed me while riding it, then whispered in my ear, "You're a good distraction."

I moved my hands down to her bare ass cheeks, while she bounced on my hard dick. She sank all the way down and rocked her hips around with my dick all the way buried in her. She knew how to edge me and make it last. She was watching my face and my little whimpers, slowing and sometimes stopping her movements to stop me from cumming. She went back to bouncing on it in a regular rhythm and she was making some high pitched whimpers. "Fuck...Sam...oh my god..." She panted that out and I felt her pussy squeeze my dick. My dick twitched inside her, as I spurted cum. She leaned forward kissing me, and still slightly moving up and down on my dick, very slowly. I could feel the extra slippery feeling of my load inside her. She kept squeezing my softening dick with her pussy.

She gave me one more kiss, then slipped herself up off my cock. I made a disappointed groan, as my dick was out in the harsh cold world again, leaving her cozy warm pussy. She laughed at me, "I have to get back to work." I watched her bare ass, as she walked away to go use her bathroom. She put her clothes back on and I went to her bathroom to wash off my dick, then got dressed again.

We went back to working in silence and I saw that she had a really intense look on her face, as she read a journal article, then scribbled some notes. I could practically feel how smart she was just watching her work. I eventually finished most of my work, and went into her kitchen looking in her refrigerator.

I looked out over the counter into the living room/dining room area, "Soooo...I guess you just don't need to eat, Killian?"

She laughed, "There's food in there..."

"Oh yeah, so much food...there's let's see, some yogurt...a bottle of salad dressing...some expired milk..." She was red faced, embarrassed.

"I haven't had time to go shopping."

"I'm going to make you dinner."

"You can cook, Sam?"

"Oh yeah, I know how to make a few things. Give me your car keys and I'll go to the store."

She looked at me with raised eyebrows, as she handed me her car keys, "Be gentle with her. I can't afford to replace her."

"Of course."

"Oh, the only thing is that I don't have any money, Killian." I burst out giggling.

"Get my purse."

I handed her the purse, and she eyed me suspiciously, as she handed me her debit card, then told me her PIN. "Don't go crazy with that."

I bent down to kiss her, "I'm just going to get some stuff to make you dinner and some stuff for breakfast."

"Okay, thanks." She pulled me down for another kiss. "Get me some new milk, please? And some fruit."

I left her and went to the store, and bought stuff to make her a lasagna, so she would have some leftovers to eat too. When I got back to her apartment, I started to say, "I bought stuff to..."

She loudly shushed me, and waved her hand indicating I should go away. Killian was an intense girl and quite smart. When she focused on her work she did not like to be interrupted. It came off rude, but it did not really bother me. I just went into the kitchen and started working on dinner. Once, I had the lasagna in the oven, I was making a salad to go with it. Killian came into the kitchen, hugging me from behind, "I'm sorry for shushing you. I just was really forming an idea there." She kissed my cheek from behind.

"It's okay, I like seeing you work." I turned to kiss her some. She took a break for a bit, so we could eat dinner, then went back to work. She worked pretty late and I got tired. "Hey Killian, sorry to interrupt..."

"It's okay, what's up?"

"I'm getting kind of ready to go to bed."

"You can go get in my bed. I'm staying up working for a bit."

I came over to her to kiss her goodnight, then took a shower and got ready for bed. It felt kind of funny to go get in her bed, with her still out there working, but I fell asleep eventually.

I woke up in the morning, with her snuggled up to me and I had no idea when she came to bed. Her alarm went off soon after that, and after she turned it off, she smiled at me, and snuggled up to me more.

"When did you come to bed?" I was running my hand up and down her body, grabbing her ass.

"It was about 2am."

"Damn."

"I work really well late at night."

We kissed some and I put my hand up in her top to feel her bare tits. I started pulling up on the big t-shirt she wore to bed. "I've never seen your tits, but they seem like they'd be magnificent."

Killian laughed out loud and pulled off the shirt, exposing her beautiful bare breasts to me. Her natural tits were quite full, and really stood out on her thin frame.

I gently felt them, while looking at them, "I was right." I moved in to suck on one of her nipples. She giggled a little. She made some happy noises, as I slid my hand into the front of her underwear, touching her pussy some while sucking on her tit. I was sliding my fingers in out of her pussy, and I could feel her getting wetter. I kissed her neck some while fingering her, and then moving my slick fingers around her clit. One of her hands drifted down into my boxers, stroking my hard dick. She was kind of on her back, while I touched her, and she was having trouble keeping any kind of steady rhythm to stroking my dick.

I stopped touching her, and slipped off my boxers, throwing off the covers too. She lifted her hips to help me pull off her panties, as she laid on her back. She spread her legs for me to move into missionary, sliding my dick in her wet pussy. She wrapped her long thin legs around me and pulled me down to kiss, while I fucked her in missionary. We both made some little noises, as I slowly thrusted all the way in and out of her slick hole. We aggressively kissed each other, while I fucked her. I started fucking her faster and harder, no longer able to hold back and she whimpered out, "yeah, yeah, yeah..."

I groaned, "oh my god..." as I thrusted and shot cum inside her.

I felt her nails in my back a little, "oh fuck...Sam..." Her legs squeezed me tighter and her head rolled back a little. We kissed with my dick still in her, until she gently pushed me off. "I have to get ready to go into the lab."

"Yeah, I have a 9am class."

We took a shower together, and I stood behind her, feeling her nice soapy tits, while she washed her face and hair. My dick got hard again, from the nice feeling of her soapy ass in front of me. She turned around, rinsing her hair, and grinning down at my erection. She grabbed the soap, and soaped up my dick, then stroked it with her slippery fingers. She moved out of the way to rinse my hard dick in the shower, then she lowered herself to her knees in the shower.

She looked up at me and said, "I'm sorry for shushing you last night." Then she put it in her mouth. I just gasped, "Okay." She did not take her time. She was in a hurry. She gave me an aggressive blowjob, never taking her mouth off, and also using her hand at the same time. I kept moving up on my toes from the pleasure. She was in a hurry to get me off, so she could finish getting ready. She blew me so aggressively, I came pretty quickly even though we'd just fucked. She stood up with a grin, rinsed her mouth in the shower, then turned to hug and kiss me.

Killian stopped hugging me, then gently grabbed my semi hard dick, and wagged it, "Nice penis." Then she turned off the water and we both dried off.

We got dressed and then I made us some breakfast, while she did her hair and makeup. I packed her some lasagna for lunch too. I handed it to her, "So, you don't forget to eat lunch."

"Thanks."

She drove me the short drive to campus, "Which class do you have at 9?"

"Biochem."

It was in the same building as her lab. She laughed, "I'm really sorry, Sam, but I'm going to have to drop you off a few blocks away. It will be too obvious, if we pull into the Life Sciences building parking lot together."

She stopped the car, looked around nervously then kissed me. "Sorry, Sam."

"It's okay. I'm going to just think about that blowjob, while I'm walking." She lightly smacked my arm and giggled.

We actually arrived in the lobby about the same time, and pretended to greet each other, like we had not just spent the night together. We rode the elevator up together, giving each other some little glances, but trying not to be obvious since there were other people in there.

I think that if you've read the Sam and Deirdre, Same and Julia, Sam and Liz, and others, you would know that Deirdre and I did not stay together after we reunited over Thanksgiving break. I kind of already gave that spoiler with the Liz series. We still had almost 3 years of college left and the distance was too much. We had a great time together over that break, but we just could not do the long distance thing. I was a bit heartbroken again over her, but in a way it was better than the previous time. I guess that it was nice to know she definitely felt the same way about me and that we both kind of went through the same thing. Knowing that it wasn't just me having a hard time getting over her, she missed me just as much, kind of made it worse and better.

I've already written what happened after this break. It was the story of Sam with the hot senior. Then that summer was Skylar, the girl I met at work. So, Skylar and I broke up at the end of that summer. It was a planned break up. She knew I was going back to college and she was actually going to start touring with her band, so we'd always planned to go our separate ways at the end of the summer.

So, I went back to college that Fall of my junior year, as a single man, and I'd developed a taste for older women. Olivia was only 2 years older than me, but she was a senior in college, when I was a sophomore, and that age gap felt bigger with her graduating. Skylar was also only a couple of years older than me, but already lived on her own out in the real world. But, that Fall, I set my sights on a girl, a woman really, who was a bit older than that. I was 21 and she was 28 years old.

That year, I managed to get an unpaid research position in a professor's laboratory, and I had this PhD candidate, Killian, as sort of my mentor in the lab. She was almost done with her PhD and I was her lab assistant to help her finish up some research for publication. She was sooo hot. She had a bit of a goth vibe about her, always wearing black. She was fit and thin. Slightly taller than average for a woman, with long thin legs and a nice butt. She had these nice tits that really stood out on her thin frame. Her hair was black and her eyes were dark pools. She had striking facial features and she was so beautiful, I was kind of an idiot around her.

One day, we were in the lab, and she was explaining something to me, telling me what I needed to do next. I couldn't look at her. We were standing close together, facing each other at the lab bench and I kept looking anywhere but her face. It was also that she was so intense and smart. I was just like a bashful little kid around her.

Killian said, "Sam? Are you getting this?"

"Yes Killian."

"Okay, because sometimes I feel like you're not paying attention to me, when you're looking around the room."

I looked at her face directly and it was like looking at the sun. I had to force myself to keep eye contact with her, even though I felt like she could look right into my eyes and know I had a crush on her. She had a slight grin, seeing me give her that nervous look.

One night, my band was playing our usual weekly gig, at this college bar and I could not believe it, when I saw her walk in with a couple of other grad students. She looked embarrassed when I noticed her from on stage. I could see her kind of pretend to not see me, but she kept looking over. It was hard to miss me, since I was on stage playing guitar and singing.

When I had a break between sets, I walked up to her nervously, "Hi Killian."

"Sam?! Hi!" She acted like that was the first time she noticed me that night, which was complete bullshit.

"I'm surprised to see you here, Killian. This is kind of an undergrad place. Heck, I'm old compared to some of these people."

She had a wry look on her, "Thanks a lot, Sam."

"Oh shit. No, I'm not saying you're old. You're just like...I don't know...too cool for this place."

Killian laughed, "Good recovery, Sam." She looked a little embarrassed, as she said, "My friends and I came, because we heard that there was a good cover band here, that did some alternative stuff like the Cure and the Smiths. I had no idea it was your band."

I was grinning at her, "What do you want to hear?"

"I should probably go actually. You're right, this is a young crowd."

"Please don't leave." I was kind of embarrassed I said it so desperately. "I'm gonna play some stuff you'll like in the next set."

We did the Cure, "In between Days," and I could tell she liked it. She had a bashful little smile. She and her friends stayed for a few songs, then I was disappointed, when I saw her wave at me, as she left.

The next time I worked with her in the lab, I said, "Why did you leave my show so early?"

"Oh, you guys sounded really good, but we went to a more adult bar."

I nervously said, "Going to meet some guys?"

She laughed, "Yeah, we struck out."

"That's hard to believe."

Killian gave me a flirty look and shook her head at my little attempt at flirting.

"You should come again this week. We always change up the set list and try to add at least a new song or two each week."

"Yeah, I don't know Sam. It is definitely a college bar. Not really a good place for me to find a guy."

"You could definitely find one," and I gave her a little grin.

She shook her head and laughed a bit, knowing I meant me.

I gave her a look and said, "Please come?" I was just giving her a pleading look.

"Don't give me those puppy dog eyes." She kind of grinned at me. "Seriously, stop with the cute face."

I only made it more exaggerated and she laughed and shook her head at me, "I might come. I might not."

She didn't come.

When I saw her in the lab the next time, I yelled to her as I came in, "You didn't come to my show."

"I didn't say I was definitely coming."

I walked over to her, getting close to her, "Did you have some big date or something?"

Killian laughed out loud, "That's none of your business."

"Maybe you just went out trolling for dudes."

"Shut up, Sam."

I kept grinning over at her, though and she would give me a little grin too.

One day, she told me she was going to be working on the weekend, on a Sunday. "Hey, Sam, I am coming in on Sunday this weekend to start something in the lab, so that it is ready for Monday. If you want, you can come in to learn how to do it. You don't have to come in though."

I eagerly said, "Oh, I'll come in." I liked the idea of getting to see Killian with just the two of us.

"You really don't have to come in."

"I want to."

When I came in to the lab that Sunday, my eyes just about popped out of my head because Killian was wearing these form fitting yoga pants and a top that was basically a sports bra. I'd never seen her wear anything that revealing and she must have seen my expression, because she crossed her arms over herself in a futile effort to cover her body. "I went to yoga this morning before coming in."

I stammered like an idiot, "yeah, I'll probably go to the gym later."

"You really didn't have to come in today, Sam. I'm sure you probably had to leave some poor disappointed girl alone in her bed this morning." She gave me a little grin.

"I didn't hook up with anyone last night."

"That's surprising."

"I knew I was coming in here to see you..." and I looked up and down her body in an exaggerated way.

"I'm not sure how those two things are related," but she gave me a little grin.

"I wouldn't want to be late for you."

"Why did you come in here today? You're not getting paid."

"This unpaid position has some other benefits," and I moved so I could look at her ass in the yoga pants.

She laughed at my obvious ogling and then she shocked me, when she reached up in a stretch that displayed her tits, and then put her hands on the lab counter and pushed out her ass in an exaggerated way, "Well, let's put you to work," and she said it in this sexy voice I'd never heard before. She started explaining what we were doing in the lab that day, but kept giving me flirty looks and definitely putting her body in sexy poses for my benefit.

At one point, she had me looking at some slides under a microscope. She moved really close to me, in fact one of her tits brushed my bare arm, as she moved in to take a look. "Let me just take a look in there...", right into my ear, so I felt her lips, and then she gave me a grin that let me know her tit was pushed into me on purpose, that her lips touched me on purpose. I was breathing hard and my dick got uncomfortable in my jeans. She enjoyed teasing me like that.

Later that week, the PI of the lab invited everyone out to a bar to celebrate a publication. He invited undergrads and grad students to this bar off campus and people were cutting loose a little. He bought some rounds and then there was karaoke at this bar. The professor said, "If someone goes up there to do karaoke, I'll buy another round."

It was a bunch of nerdy science students and everyone was nervously looking at each other, giggling a little. It seemed like no one was going to do it, and I wanted another free round, as a broke undergrad. Besides, I was the front man in a band anyway. If anyone was going to do it, it would be me. I finally said, "I'll do it."

Killian laughed and said, "That's my undergrad! Oh my god, Sam." She seemed both proud and embarrassed at the same time.

I walked up to the guy who was running the karaoke and started looking through what he had. I decided to do Billy Idol, "Rebel Yell." I loved Billy Idol back when I was in middle school and I can do a damn good impression of his singing. I knew I would remember all the words easily enough. The students from the lab moved closer to the tiny stage, where I was going to do karaoke. As the music started going, and I was waiting for the singing part to come in, I decided to take off my shirt, like Billy Idol often performed with no shirt.

Killian blushed and looked shocked, sitting at a table up front with some friends. I was looking right at her, and I loved that it seemed like I was embarrassing her. You know when you get that look from a girl, like she is completely embarrassed by you, but at the same time loving it...that's the look she was giving me, and it only made me perform a little harder. I was buzzed and the looks she was giving me made me ham it up even more, curling my lip in a snarl, imitating Billy Idol. She kept kind of covering her eyes, and her face was bright red, even though I was the one on stage, then she would sometimes bite her lip and look at me with a thirsty look. I moved down close to her a couple of times, dancing in front of her a bit. We played it off like I was just messing with her, because she was my grad student, but I really was flirting with her and she was enjoying it.

When I was finished, I put my shirt back on and sat at the table with her, while some other people did karaoke. We kept giving each other looks, like we wanted to go escape and make out somewhere, but we did not touch each other. There was nothing technically unethical or illegal at all, if we had a relationship. She was not my boss really, and she was not my professor, but it certainly would not have looked good for her to be hooking up with an undergrad. It was a bit taboo. She kept eye contact with me, then she stood up from the table and kept looking back at me, as she made her way into the dark corner of this bar, to the darkened hallway, where the restrooms were located. I looked around nervously, then got up and followed her.

Everyone in the bar was paying attention to the karaoke, and when I got to the darkened hallway outside the restrooms, Killian attacked me, grabbing me and kissing me hard. We kissed and held each other in a tight embrace, until the women's room door suddenly opened, bathing the hallway in light. She abruptly stopped kissing me, and went into the women's room. Luckily, the girls who came out of the bathroom did not know us. I just stood there shocked, before heading into the men's room. When we sat back at the table to watch karaoke, we kept giving each other little glances and smiles. I was disappointed, when she got in a cab with a friend of hers to head back to their apartment complex, but I walked back to my apartment with a grin on my face.

Friday afternoon of that week, I was working in the lab with Killian, and she said, "I'm coming in on Sunday, Sam. You can come in if you want, but you really don't have to come in."

I gave her a little grin and quietly said, "Are you going to make it worth it for me, if I come in?"

She turned red and laughed out loud, "What do you mean?"

I gave her a cheeky grin, "You know what I like to see when I come in on the weekend."

She laughed again and lightly smacked my arm, but gave me a flirty look. "Just come in, if you feel like it," but she gave me a wink.

When I came into the lab that Sunday, I was stunned by what Killian was wearing. She had on some very short shorts, that left the bottom of her ass cheeks visible, and she wore a little top that left her midriff bare. They were black, denim, cutoff jeans shorts, cut to display her cheeks at the top of her long, thin, pale legs. She had on black doc marten's at the bottom of her legs. It was like nothing I had seen her wear before and she looked a little embarrassed. I walked up to her, probably with my chin on the floor. She looked over her shoulder at me nervously, then tried to compose herself like everything was just normal. I think I was still standing there with my mouth open in shock, when she said, "Okay, so today I need you to make that buffer I showed you how to make on Friday..." I was probably staring at her body and still in shock at what she was wearing.

She waved her hand in front of my face, "Sam...did you hear me?"

"Uh...yeah..."

I was prepping this buffer, but out of the corner of my eye, I could see that Killian was at another lab bench and she seemed to be pushing her ass out for me to see. I stared at it and muttered, "fuck me," under my breath, then realized I was spilling water everywhere, not paying attention to what I was doing.

Killian walked over to me with a serious face, "You're over here making a mess?"

"Um...sorry..."

"You were just staring at my ass and not paying attention to what you're doing?"

"Um..." I was trying to clean up the mess with some lab wipes.

"The other grad students got sweet little nerds, and I got this horny punk who stares at my ass all the time."

"Hahaha..."

I felt like she moved closer to me like we might kiss, and I moved to kiss her. She looked like she was going to kiss me, then pulled back just before our lips touched, "You have work to do...", but as she walked away, she said, "Maybe if you do a good job..."

When I finished up for the day, I was carefully sweeping the floor, cleaning the counters, hoping she would say I did a good job. She was facing away from me, bent over looking into a microscope, her nice ass on display in those shorts. It's like she could feel my eyes on her ass, because she kept staring in the microscope, but said, "Did you do a good job?"

I cleared my throat nervously, "Um...yeah, I uh...did all the stuff you said and I wrote everything down in my lab notebook...I just swept the floor some..." and I gulped hard, thinking I might get to kiss her.

Killian turned around to face me, "Then, come collect your reward."

I nervously walked up to her and moved in close to kiss her, but she pulled away at the last minute again, teasing me, but then she moved in to kiss me. We stood kissing and hugging, my hands wandering down to her ass. My dick stood up immediately. She pulled back, giving me a serious look, "Sam, we have to be discrete about this. I could get in trouble."

"Why? You're not my real boss. You're not a professor. In fact, you're not even a TA in any of my classes."

She kissed me again, but then said, "Seriously, no one can know about this. It would not look good for me."

We kissed some more and I pulled back, "No one would believe me anyway."

We were standing there hugging and she laughed slightly, "Why is that?"

"You're too hot." She giggled and then we made out some more and I slid my hand into the back of her shorts, feeling her bare ass cheeks. She stopped kissing me and looked down at my hand, as I groped one of her tits, then my hand drifted, undoing the fly on her shorts, then shoving my hand down into the front of her shorts and into her underwear, sliding my fingers through her bush, until I reached her vulva. She leaned against the counter while I fingered her some. I heard her breathing get heavier, as I kissed her neck and fingered her.

I felt her hand on my chest, gently pushing me away. Then she gave me a nervous look, as she turned around and shoved down her shorts and underwear enough to expose her ass and pussy to me. She bent over the lab bench, presenting her bare ass to me and looking back at me nervously. I unbuttoned and unzipped my fly, shoving down my jeans and underwear. I slowly worked my dick into her pussy from behind, lubricating my dick with her wetness, as I went deeper inside her with each thrust.

It was slightly risky that we could get caught and that made it even hotter. The PI who ran this lab never came in on Sundays. He often came in on Saturdays and so did most grad students. On a Sunday morning, it was very unlikely someone would come in and hopefully we would hear them unlock the lab door, and have time to cover up.

Once my dick was fully in, I thrusted in and out, grabbing her hips to pull her into me with each thrust. She made some whimpers and moans, and would turn to look back at me sometimes. I was enjoying looking down at her bare ass, seeing my dick go in and out of her pussy. "Oh fuck...Sam...fuck me...yeah...fuck me..." I started really banging her hard and I lasted along time, because I'd jerked off that morning, having a very similar fantasy. She was pushing herself back into me in time to my thrusts. I felt like I would cum soon, and I was not sure if I should cum inside her, so I pulled out and stroked my load out onto her butt. I grabbed some lab wipes to wipe my cum off of her, then we pulled up our pants and stood hugging and kissing.

She felt ridiculous taking off her clothes, even though no one else was in her room. She carefully closed her blinds and shut the door to the small room, before stripping off all of her clothes. She moved her nude body around in response to the prompts on the screen. She giggled a little, as the prompt said, “Bend at the waist with your backside facing the camera.” 

“Move closer to the camera and repeat.” 

“Spread your glutes to expose your anus.” She was bent at the waist and giggling. “Image is blurry. Repeat and be sure to remain still.” 

It took a fully hour to document every crevice of her body, the instructions even had her performing some dynamic movements, like running, while nude. She’d even had to spread her labia with the camera centimeters from her vulva. She had to open her mouth in many positions. 

She had to show her driver’s license confirming she was over 18 and facial recognition was used to confirm it was her. 

Then there was the consent form. “I understand that these nude images will be used to generate an avatar for use in this game. The game play may include sexual acts using this avatar. Other players and NPCs may attempt sexual acts upon your avatar. Some players may find these images offensive, humiliating, degrading….” Wow, it’s a long consent form. I skimmed ahead. “…the game play allows for sexual acts including; vaginal penetration, anal penetration, oral copulation, cunnilingus, gang banging…” Gang banging? She had her mouth open in shock. “I understand that the winner(s) of any game module may choose to perform these sexual acts on my avatar. I am aware and now consenting to the use of my likeness to be used for role playing games that will involve the performance of sexual acts, such as those previous listed, in the event that I lose, I consent to my avatar performing sexual acts on the victor(s)…my avatar may choose to fight back…if the gameplay becomes uncomfortable, you may hit “stop” at any time, but you will restart at the the beginning of the game…” She paused, then thought to herself, ‘who cares? It’s just my likeness.” She signed the consent form.

The next day, she could barely concentrate at work, anticipating that she would be able to begin gaming after work. The instructions said that it could take 24 hours for the AI to generate an avatar from the many images and videos she’d submitted. Her age and identity would be confirmed, and her consent forms checked by the legal team. She swallowed hard, when she received a text message confirming her application was accepted, and her payment received. 

She got home and grabbed a soda and some snacks, changed into sweatpants and a t-shirt, then sat down at her gaming computer, swiveling in her gaming chair and eyeing her monitors. She hurriedly created her login credentials and used the two factor authentication, and then entered the welcome screen. When she hit ‘start’, her nude body appeared on the screen, a perfect image of her, rotating 360 degrees on the screen. She whispered, “holy shit…” in awe of how real it looked. She selected clothes from the menu, picking out a comfortable looking sports bra, since she’d be running, and some boy shorts. Then she put on some pants, a top, and boots. 

Then she entered the training module, where she selected a few weapons. It felt like a normal RPG, but she knew this was no ordinary first person shooter. She walked through the training area, easily hitting some targets. She was no beginner at first person shooters and this stuff was boring her. Then, a male figure appeared, very suddenly running up on her and…shit…her character was now on her back and clearly ‘dead’. The male voice came through her speakers, “Take off your clothes.” She snickered and muttered out loud, “who cares…it’s just an NPC.” But, when she completed the training area, it would not be an NPC. It would be some horny dude, sitting in his gaming chair, probably stroking his hard dick to her naked body. As she advanced in the game, she’d likely get fucked by some horny dude’s very realistic avatar. She blushed, as she stripped naked for the NPC, and it whistled at her, then said, “nice…” in a creepy voice.

She took a sip of her soda, while watching her avatar get dressed again, then back to the beginning of the training. This time, she anticipated the NPC, and ran up on him, quickly dispatching him with a series of blows. She said into her microphone, “Drop your pants loser.” The NPC stood up shakily, as if stunned, and then dropped his pants. A very realistic dick hung, then became somewhat hard. She went to reach for it involuntarily with her avatar’s hand, but the game would not let her. She muttered, “That’s right, that’s when you get to the higher levels of play.”

Even though it was not a real person, it made her somewhat horny, and she slid a hand into her pants, while the cut screen came on. Suddenly, she was in the real game. She ran around, fighting various non-human characters, and grabbing some loot. She suddenly saw some human characters indicated on the map on one of her monitors. She breathed heavily and hesitated before running towards them in a crouch. “Oh fuck…he saw me…what the hell weapon does he have…where did he get that…fuck…” She threw down her controller in disgust, as she watched this actual human avatar walk up to her character, where she writhed on the ground, as if in pain. 

Then, she heard the human voice, “Alright, stand up and strip if you want to respawn.” It was his actual voice, which made it more humiliating. It was worse that she did not find this man at all attractive. She sighed and started taking off her clothes. 

She could now hear her opponent’s labored breathing into his microphone, as he was clearly jerking off to her naked body. He said, “Nice…tits are a little small for my liking…but, I can’t wait to fuck that pussy.” When would she respawn and get away this fat creep? How dare he comment on her body. Thank god she finally respawned away from that guy. She wanted to get back at him, though, and she went in search of him on the game map. She muttered, “Good, he hasn’t leveled up…” 

She snuck up on him and dispatched him at close range, while he was battling someone else…another female player. The other player, walked up and high fived her on screen. Since, she technically was the one who killed his character, she got to tell him the news, “Strip loser.” 

She heard his actual voice, “Fuck…” He sounded pissed off and embarrassed. He stripped naked and was embarrassed to show his naked, very out of shape body to them. The other female player laughed and pointed at his dick, “Look at that tiny dick.” 

He said, “Oh my god…” in an embarrassed voice. 

She laughed, “Yeah, that’s like the smallest I’ve ever seen, but his man tits are big…” He slowly got hard. She muttered to herself, “Oh, he likes the humiliation.” She said into her microphone, “He’s not a grower or a shower.” The other female player laughed, then his character finally disappeared, as he respawned. She muttered into her microphone, “I hope there’s some hot guys on here somewhere.” 

The other female player said, “There’s some. There’s one in particular, but he is very good…and he’s mine…” With that, she ran off. 

She chased after the other player, “let’s take him down together.” 

“We need to level up some more first. He’s much farther along by now. He’d destroy us.” 

I giggled into my mic, “If he is as hot as you say, I might not mind."

While I was too busy following her and talking to her, I got attacked from behind. “Fuck…” She ran off, leaving me to fight on my own. My shields were quickly going down and my character was getting weak. “Shit, my shields can’t stop that electric pulse weapon at all. “Damnit…” and I threw down my controller. I got very nervous, as I realized, I’d leveled up before this…the game would be more intense now. 

The male avatar walked up to me with a cocky walk, “Well, well, well…take off your clothes, rogue.” I sighed into my microphone, as my character stood and stripped off her clothes. He rubbed his hand over his crotch, an obvious tent forming in his pants. “On your knees, and suck it…” 

My eyes went wide, and I scrambled to reach for the robotic prosthetic dick supplied with the game. It slowly took the actual size and shape of the erect penis, now exposed by my opponent. He shook his dick at me and said it again, “Come on…you know you have to do it to respawn.” 

“Sorry, just getting setup.” 

I put the fake dick in my mouth and my character did the same on screen. My monitors showed his POV, as he was able to move the view around, sometimes watching from the side naked and on my knees, sometimes looking down at me, while I sucked his dick. It was all very real, and I was glad that this player was somewhat attractive and had a pretty nice cock. I heard labored breathing through his mic. There was an orifice supplied to him in the game and it took the shape of my mouth, the AI using molds of my teeth and palette submitted to the game developers to create the realistic feeling of my mouth. “Oh fuck, that’s good…” he moaned and sat on a small boulder. I moved in closer and continued sucking the very realistic hard cock, while watching myself suck it on screen. The fake cock leaked a little precum, as he must have in real life. It had a very realistic taste and feel, and I heard myself moan a little with the cock in my mouth. 

The sniper before me moaned, “Good girl…” 

I giggled with the dick in my mouth and I heard it on screen. I continued sucking him, then my mouth suddenly filled with very realistic cum. I made some whimpers while trying to swallow the cum, and on screen, I saw some escape my lips, dripping on my chin, as it was doing right here in my room. It tasted exactly like cum and the texture was spot on, which for some people might be a turn off, but for me…I enjoyed it. I slowly slurped my lips off the end of his cock and his character’s torso heaved up and down from his breathing, his dick slowly softening. I was there on my knees with a nervous look on my face, until I slowly respawned away from him. 

It was now 1am and I really needed to go to bed, since I had work the next day. I reluctantly logged out of the game, got ready for bed, then masturbated furiously thinking about the game. I could barely work the next day and even considered calling out sick. I raced home at the end of the day, skipping dinner and just grabbing some random snacks. 

I logged into the game and there was a message from the sniper the night before, “Thanks for the blowjob, but I’m gonna stick in that pussy when we level up.” 

Hmmm, horny smack talk. “Lick me, sniper,” I typed into the chat. 

“You’ll have to catch me first.” 

I scanned the maps looking for him, spotted him in a firefight in a village nearby, and ran towards him. I threw a grenade at him…but, it killed someone else. I walked over to the writhing player and was surprised that I’d accidentally hit a female player. 

I snickered a little. I’m not lesbian or bi, but….”Take off your clothes, Archer.” 

“What are you a lesbian?”, she said, as she stripped off her clothes. 

“No, but you lost.” She was now naked before me, and I have to admit it turned me on some, making this woman strip naked and she was quite fit. 

Her voice sounded nervous, as she said, “You know, we can’t respawn until I give you an orgasm.” 

“What?!” 

“Did you read the instructions?” 

“Not that carefully…alright, well, I guess we’re trying something new here…” and I nervously took off my pants and underwear. I sat with my legs spread. In my gaming room, I also removed my pants and I put this thing that looked almost like some kind of soft pad with electrodes coming out of it, right over my vulva. The woman on screen sighed, then her character leaned in and I was stunned as it felt like there was a tongue on my clit. A wet human tongue very expertly licking around my clit. 

The girl on screen muttered, “fuck this is weird…” and shook her head, then went back to licking around my clit. It felt like lips sucking on me and I made a loud inhale. It started to sound like she was making little horny noises while eating me out, or eating out a fake pussy in her room. I’m only guessing it tasted just like my pussy from the samples I’d submitted and the feedback from the device on my crotch was probably making the fake pussy quite wet right now. I watched on the screen, as my character’s hands gently stroked her hair. I had a view looking down at her, seeing her tongue flick on my clit. I liked to look at the side view too. I felt a fake finger slide inside my vagina, and I gasped a bit, while she fingered me and ate my pussy. 

I was soon whimpering and moaning though, as she brought me closer and closer to orgasm. I grinned a little and panted out, “How do I taste?” 

Her character glance up from her licking, “You bitch…” and laughed, but licked me some more. Then, looked up, “Honestly not bad…pretty good,” and she laughed, as she went back to her licking. She finally made me have an intense orgasm, and I squeezed my legs together and thrusted my pelvis in real life and the game. She continued her licking until my character screamed on the screen and shuddered, pulling at her hair. As my orgasms subsided, she was on her knees, giving me a shy grin, and wiped her lips with the back of hand, as her character started disappearing/respawning. 

I was still breathing hard, and my character was pulling up her pants, when I saw on the screen that I’d leveled up. I muttered, “Sweet…”, as my character was now standing at a vending machine that sold various weapons and munitions…and sex toys? I was standing at the vending machine, eyeing a strap on and giggled, when someone grabbed me from behind. On screen, a very large and strong player, now had an arm around my neck and was pulling down my pants with his other hand. I hit buttons trying to throw elbows and fight back, but suddenly I felt fingers protrude from the strange pad device between my legs. On screen, my pants were shoved down and this brute was roughly shoving his fingers in me from behind. I stood at my desk, like my character on the screen, probably with the same frightened look on my face. 

He muttered, “Already soaking wet…” as he removed his fingers, sniffed them, and shoved down his pants. I was still quite wet from the oral sex a minute ago. 

I saw his huge hard cock out, then felt an enormous dick very suddenly thrust into me. I made a loud gasp and said, “I thought you had to kill me first…” I was confused. Was it a glitch? 

He didn't respond, but he kept his tight grip on my character while fucking me from behind. I was stunned, but turned on, watching my character get penetrated from various angles on screen. I made some half hearted struggles, but my character stood no chance against this character…not yet. And, I was enjoying it anyway. I whimpered and moaned, “Oh my god…fuck…” 

His character chuckled and I heard his breathing right in my ear, just like it was on screen with his mouth in my ear, “I’m going to fill you up with cum you little slut…” My character just made some whimpers and moans, exactly what was coming out of my mouth. Then I felt it twitch inside me and I panted out “oh my god…” as I heard him grunt, saw him thrust in hard on screen, and then it felt it extra slick down there, as he did a few more thrusts. 

My character stood, with pants down, heaving from breathing hard and with a worried expression on her face. He cackled and zipped up his pants, and I slowly respawned. I had to take off the strange pad device to go pee and try to push out the fake cum that was leaking out of me in real life. I was aroused and conflicted. I thoroughly enjoyed that, but at the same time…I’m a competitive gamer and I was going to get my revenge. I unpaused the game and started moving my character back to the vending machine…I was going to buy that strap on. 

Liz came back from her trip earlier than expected. Tom and I did not hear her come in the front door, she just appeared in their master bath, where I was taking a bath, in their big bath tub. Tom was sitting on the edge of the tub, chatting with me. It was a bubble bath, so you could not see my naked body through the water, but I was sitting with nipples above the water line, teasing Tom a bit. Liz's mouth opened in shock and we all sat there stunned, before Tom stood up to greet her with a hug and a kiss. I moved my tits below the bubbles and tried to disappear.

Liz bent down to give me a little peck on the lips in greeting, but gave me a look like I was in trouble. She walked out of the bathroom and into their master bedroom, "Tom, could you come talk to me?" I could just hear their loud whispering, if I strained my ears.

Tom gave me a worried expression, as he followed Liz into the master bedroom.

"What the fuck, Tom?"

"What?"

"Why in the hell are you hanging out in the bathroom while she takes a bath?"

"She wanted to take a bath in our bath because it's bigger..."

"Yes, that part is fine."

"She said that she thought she told me she was going to be in there, but I didn't hear her, and I just walked in and saw her there. She apologized, but then we just started talking. She was covered by the soap bubbles anyway."

"Except for her fucking tits, Tom."

"What?"

"Her little tits were visible above the water line."

"Hmmm...didn't notice that." What a liar. He asked me to show him.

"You didn't notice them? Then why are you fucking hard right now?"

"Because you're home."

"Really? You didn't notice those perky little tits..."

"I mean, maybe I glanced, but like, what am I supposed to say, 'I can see your tits, Miranda'? Tell her to cover them up?"

"No, you should not be in there at all while she is taking a bath."

"Yeah, well, you have taken a bath with her Liz."

"We're both women."

"Isn't it weird to just take a bath with another woman?"

"No, I've done it with a friend before....Rebecca and I used to do that in college. It's just nice to have a glass of wine and chat." And soap up each other's tits, Liz. Maybe rub our smooth legs together.

"I wouldn't take a bath with another dude."

Liz giggled and then it sounded like they were making out. "Tom?"

"What?"

"Miranda is in the bathroom..."

"So? She just started her bath..."

"The door is open. You better make it fast, Tom..."

"I can't promise anything, Liz..."

"You think if you fuck me, I'll forget that you were just staring at Miranda's tits?" I didn't hear a response, just some moans and a "Oh, Tom...fuck..."

Then, I could hear them moaning, whimpering, banging on the bed in the master bedroom, just outside the bathroom door. How dare they? They're just in there fucking! Without me? I could hear the bed frame hit the wall, as it was an aggressive fuck. My hand migrated down between my legs, and I was touching myself, listening to them fuck. What if I just got out of the tub and joined them? What would happen? It seemed like they were in missionary. Not sure why I thought that, but I just did. Maybe I'd sit on Liz's face while Tom pounded her.

They finished, and I was still in the tub. I pretended to read my book, when Liz came into the room in her robe. She went into the little separate room with the toilet and I could hear her peeing. When she came back in, she walked closer to the tub and I gave her an angry look.

"What is it Miranda?"

"Did you just push out all of Tom's cum into the toilet or is it dripping down your leg right now?"

"Miranda?"

I moved so she could see my tits above the water line. "No, you're right it's none of my business what happens between your legs." I stood up out of the water, completely naked. Tom walked in and then pretended to cover his eyes.

He said, "Oh shit...I'm sorry...I just...I have to pee."

I angrily said to both of them, "Don't worry, I'm done with my bath." I wrapped a towel around myself and left them both standing there. I went down to my room in the basement, and my room is right below their master suite. You know the sound that a tub makes when someone's ass rubs against the wet tub bottom? When that happens in a rhythmic fashion and you know two people are fucking just above your room in your bath water? I was pissed. I honestly don't even know how Tom was hard for that. He fucked me every which way for days, while Liz was gone.

I texted Liz, "Wow, nice. I'm so glad for you that you're getting fucked so much tonight!"

I texted Tom, "Does your dick ever get tired? I was doing all the work to get you horny and you'll just fuck your wife instead?"

I got no response for awhile, because I could hear they were still sliding their slippery naked bodies around the master tub above me. I heard Liz's laugh, muted through the ceiling, and I mimicked it obnoxiously to myself. "Oh, hahaha, Tom...stop...oh you're naughty...."

In the morning, I came upstairs wearing just a cute bra and some shorts. Tom came in and looked me up and down with a big grin on his face. "Morning Miranda..." He came up next to me to give me a side hug and went to kiss me, but I moved my face away and gave him a look.

He walked over to the coffee maker, "What's wrong, Miranda?"

I slammed some things around on the kitchen counter, not responding, but angrily making the kids' lunches for camp. "What's wrong? What do you think is wrong?"

"Um...I guess you were upset about Liz and me fucking?"

I pointed at him and raised my eyebrows to let him know he was correct. I went to put something in the refrigerator.

"Miranda...don't you think Liz would find it suspicious if I never fucked her?"

I slammed some things around some more, "Yeah, fine Tom...whatever...it's just pretty rude to get a boner from looking at my tits and then go fuck someone else. We both know you got a boner from that. You were fucking rubbing your cock and begging me to let you get in the bath right when Liz got home. And guess what? I would have fucked you in the tub."

"But, Liz got home....what was I supposed to do?"

"I don't know, but fucking her in the next room, with the godamn door open, was fucking rude!" I was glaring at him, then I continued, "and then listening to you guys fuck a second time in the tub right above my room, rude!"

"Sorry, Miranda."

I mimicked his voice obnoxiously, "Sorry, Miranda," and gave him a snotty look.

Just then, the garage door opened and Liz walked in. I gave her the same look I'd given Tom. She came over to kiss me in greeting and I backed away like I did for Tom. She sighed and looked a little bummed. We were all quiet, and I was glad that I was ruining their mornings. They kissed each other in greeting and I sarcastically said, "nice."

Liz said, "What?"

I hissed, "It's just so nice to see a loving couple. Or hear them. You know that's nice too."

Tom had to go up to a meeting for work, and Liz whispered, "What's wrong, Miranda?"

"Did you guys literally fuck in my bath water?" I was staring at her and she was nervously looking back at me. "You did, you fucked in my bath water."

"Miranda..."

"Well, I'll have you know that I farted a lot in my bath..." I couldn't keep a straight face at that lie and I giggled a little.

Liz giggled, "Miranda?"

"Yeah I was just making fart bubbles the whole time you were fucking in your bedroom, so you guys fucked in my fart infused water." I tried to keep a straight face, but kept giggling.

Liz walked up to me, and slid her hand into the back of my sweatpants slowly and then down into the back of my panties. Her finger slid between my butt cheeks and then she very suddenly pushed against my asshole. I stood up straight very suddenly and laughed in shock.

Liz leaned in to kiss me, "I'm sure it would smell like roses coming out of this little butt."

I laughed, "No...no it does not..." I acted angry again and said, "It smelled like dirty cabbage bath water farts..." and I burst out giggling.

She was kind of rubbing my sphincter, she whispered in my ear, "It turned me on that it was your bath water. That your naked body was in there. And, there was not a hint of fart in the air."

I relaxed a bit and giggled, then turned so she could kiss me. "I'm still kind of mad Liz."

Liz was playing with one of my bra straps, slowly lowering it down off my shoulder, then leaning in and kissing me on the lips. "you're just walking around in this cute bra..." She had my nipple exposed and gently touched it. I was breathing heavy.

Tom showed up in the doorway and Liz quickly said, "Oh, Miranda, we need to get you properly sized for a bra," while pulling the strap back up. "It shouldn't fall down like that." Then Liz left the room, while Tom had a confused look on his face.

I gave him an angry look, then I mimicked his voice, but made it sound more stupid, "I'm Tom, and my dick just can't help but slip into any hole."

He approached, "She's my wife..."

I said in a bratty way, "Well, then I guess you should fuck her."

He started doing the same thing Liz had just done, slowly exposing one of my nipples, by moving my bra strap down. "I should really fuck you..."

"Yeah, well, that's what was going to happen..."

"She got home early."

His hand went down into the front of my underwear, and he was gently touching my pussy. I pushed him away, "I have to get ready to take the kids to camp. Maybe later. I'm not sure, if I might still be mad at you."

When I got home from taking the kids to camp, Tom and Liz were both busy on work phone calls. I sat down to write something and I was still freshly angry with both of them. Jealous that they were fucking each other behind my back. So, I wrote a little story to make them jealous,

One day, I went over to Rebecca's house to use her pool in the middle of the day. There was no one home, but Rebecca gave me a key to the house and said I could use the pool whenever. I let myself in the house, then went out to the backyard, and out onto their pool deck. I nervously looked around to see that there was no one around, because I liked to skinny dip back there. Rebecca had encouraged me to skinny dip and now I just really preferred that.

I slipped off my top, then unbuttoned and unzipped my denim shorts, kicked them off*. I took off my bra and was just starting to slide down my panties, when I heard a crashing sound across the pool deck. I stood there like a deer in the headlights, and a boy was standing just outside the door of the pool house, giving me a shocked, open mouth stare. He had dropped a bucket and was just staring at me in my panties.*

I quickly covered my tits with my hands, "Who the fuck are you?"

"Um...uh...I'm uh...Luke...I'm the pool boy..."

"Well, Luke, could you stop staring at me for a second and let me cover up?"

His shocked, nervous look, turned more cocky, and he said, "I should ask, who the fuck are you?"

He was just wearing a swimsuit and I could see that his dick was creating quite a tent in the front. He made not effort to hide his ridiculous erection. "I'm Miranda. I nanny for Rebecca's best friend. They said I can use the pool whenever." I was still standing there covering my tits with my arms crossed.

"Well, go ahead and get in, then. I'm just going to be scooping up these leaves and cleaning out the traps. Checking the pH."

I giggled nervously, "I did not bring a swimsuit."

He had a smug grin, "I noticed."

I gave him a look like what the fuck am I supposed to do here.

He shrugged, "I've already seen your tits now."

I blushed bright red, then took a deep breath, and ran and jumped in the pool in my panties. I popped my head up out of the water and slicked back my hair. "How long were you watching me?"

"Long enough to get a good look at those perky little tits."

I giggled a bit, "Sorry they're so small."

"Oh, no, I like em." He was walking around scooping up some leaves.

"I can tell..." and I gave him a little grin, gesturing towards his boner. "Looks like you've got two long poles there..." I was referring to the pole he was using to scoop the leaves and the one in his pants.

"Yeah, unfortunately, only one of them is wet right now."

We both giggled nervously at that.

"How old are you, Luke?"

"19."

"Me too." I slipped off my soaking wet panties, ringing them out with my hands.

"Looks like your panties got wet." He gave me a cheeky grin.

I threw them up on the pool deck near my other stuff, then turned to swim, exposing my bare ass to him above the surface of the water.

I swam around and we chatted while he did his tasks. Then he finished and he stood there facing me with his boner clearly visibly pushing out his swim trunks. "I usually take a swim when I am done."

"Get in."

He moved closer like he was going to jump in, but I yelled to stop him, "Oh no, this is naked swim time."

He turned bright red and shook his head, as he untied his swimsuit and shoved it down. I saw his hard cock spring out, and then he jumped in. He swam towards me, but I swam away, teasing him. We chased each other and splashed each other. I went under water and swam up to him, quickly yanking his hard dick and then swimming away. He chased me, and I finally let him pin me up against the wall of the pool, kissing me hard. His hands wandered around my slippery, bare skin.

I gave him a little grin, then slipped under water and put his dick in my mouth for as long as I could hold my breath. Then I popped up, and he had a shocked expression. "Your dick is wet now, Luke." I grabbed it and stroked it some, and then patted on the pool edge, indicating he should sit there. He climbed up there, sitting there with his dick standing straight up. I moved in between his legs, and grabbed his dick, looking up at him, as I licked the length of it. Then I licked and kissed the head some, while he took some sharp breaths. I plunged it into my mouth and started sucking him.

Luke leaned back, resting his hands behind him, propping himself up with his arms, as I slowly sucked him. I paused my sucking, smiling up at him, while I stroked it. He panted out, "fuck that's good..." and then I put it back in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down. He made some little whimpers and moans, and I just kept sucking it. It made me so horny to be naked, sucking his cock on the pool edge in broad daylight. He choked out, "Miranda, I'm about to cum..." and I kept going, while spurted warm thick cum in my mouth. I swallowed and continued slurping on his dick to make sure I got all of it. He made some really loud exhales and panted out, "Holy shit...", while I swirled my tongue around his sensitive head.

Luke slid down into the water, and we kissed. His hands were on my tits and then my ass. He patted the pool edge, while grinning at me. I slipped up onto the pool edge and spread my legs for him, so he could move between them. He kissed my slippery wet inner thighs, then licked up my slit. I moved to grant him better access to my pussy. I felt his tongue on my clit and I stroked his long, wet hair. He had nice, dirty blond hair and looked a bit like a surfer. I looked down at him, while he licked and sucked on my clit. "Yeah...yeah...Luke...fuck...just like that..." My whole body shook, while he focused on my clit. He kept doing exactly the same thing and I gripped his hair, perhaps pulling a little hard. I made some loud exhales through my nose and made a strained, "oh my god, Luke..." He just kept going. I finally crushed his face between my thighs, while practically yelling, then groaning, "Luke...yeah...yes...holy shit..."

I slowly relaxed my legs, while he continued gently lapping at my pussy, clearly enjoying himself. I slowly pushed him back and slipped into the pool with him. We wrapped our naked bodies around each other, kissing each other and running our hands around each other's bare skin. I felt his dick was hard and pressed into me. I reached down and grabbed it, stroking it. I stopped kissing him, and grinned at him, while stroking it.

Then I swam to the pool steps, walking my naked self out onto the pool deck. He followed me over to an outdoor couch, out on the pool deck. I gestured for him to sit down on the middle cushion, and did sit there, with his dick standing up. I moved onto him, straddling his lap, grabbing his hard cock with one hand, and guiding it into me. I slowly moved up and down on it, taking a little more inside me with each movement. I bit my lip and stared at his face, while slowly moving up and down on his dick. He just looked pleasantly stunned, that I was riding his dick. I moved in to kiss him some and felt his hands on my bare ass cheeks, while I fucked him.

When I stopped kissing him, he ducked his head down, sucking on one of my nipples, while I rode him out in the open. He lasted a long time, but then I felt him thrust upward driving his dick all the way in me, as he whimpered and I felt his dick twitching inside me, shooting his load inside. We continued kissing with his dick slowly softening inside me. I slowly got up off his lap, "I should get going, Luke. Need to pick up the kids from camp."

He was sitting there kind of in shock and also a little tired looking, "Yeah, I need to go to my next house."

I didn't want to put on my wet panties, so I slid on my shorts with no underwear. He slowly stood up and I watched him walk over to find his swimming suit. I grinned at his still swollen cock wagging back and forth. I put on my bra and my shirt and picked up my soaking wet panties.

"Do you come here every week, Luke?"

"Uh, yeah...same time every week."

"Sweet, see you next week."

When I got home, Liz was in the kitchen and giving me a confused look, as I held my wet underwear in one hand, my hair was wet and I probably looked guilty as fuck. "You went swimming at Rebecca's?"

"Uh...yeah."

She giggled, "Were you skinny dipping or something?"

"Uh, I swam in my underwear. Forgot a swimsuit."

She pointed down at a wet spot in my denim shorts, where Luke's cum had soaked through. "That wet spot looks kind of suspicious there, Miranda..." She giggled and walked away, while I laughed nervously at her joke.

"Hahahaha...I know, looks bad...."

I sent that story to Tom and Liz, separately.

Liz immediately texted, "Is that true?"

Tom sent one quickly too, "Wait a second? Did that really happen?"

I did not reply to either of them.

Liz texted "Miranda?"

Tom texted, "Miranda?"

Liz and I finished reading our books in the afternoon, then went out walking on the beach. It was kind of chilly and overcast, but we enjoyed walking down the beach, holding hands, and there was hardly anyone else on the beach that day. Liz kept giving me seductive little looks and then giggling, looking away bashfully.

"What's up Liz?"

"Walking with you on the beach in this weather, is making me horny." She burst out giggling.

"We could go back to the cottage."

She started pulling me towards a pier with huge pilings driven into the sand, "No, Sam..." she started giggling, "...I want to fool around outside." More giggling.

We went under the pier and the tide was low enough that we could be near one of the pilings. We stood there kissing with the sound of the waves in the background. My hands went down to her ass. She was wearing these camo pants that were kind of like sweat pants and had on a black hoodie. I enjoyed feeling her ass through those camo pants, the thin material allowing me to enjoy her nice cheeks. She looked around mischievously to make sure no one was near us, then pulled my dick out of the elastic waist of the baggy shorts I was wearing. I had on a sweatshirt too. It was just barely warm enough for me to be in shorts.

Liz was stroking my dick, and I reached down to untie the string that held up her camo pants. I slid my hand into the front of her panties and slowly moved down to slip my middle finger inside her. We kissed and touched each other, then we would look at each other and giggle, looking around to see that there was no one near us on the beach, just a dog walker way in the distance. Liz's pants were falling down a little, and I gave her a grin, as I pushed them down more, then shoved down on her panties, so her pants fell down around her knees and her underwear was around her upper thighs. She shoved down on my shorts and underwear, too, so that we were both basically naked from the waist down.

She seemed embarrassed in a good way, and said, "It's hot being kind of naked out here." She moved my dick down between her legs and rubbed on her pussy some, then went back to stroking it. I was sliding my slick fingers around her clit with one hand and pulled her in, putting some pressure on her butthole with a finger on my other hand, because Liz liked having her butt touched. She made some strained breaths into my mouth, while we kissed, getting pretty worked up from my fingers stimulating her clit and her butthole. She stood up on her toes a little and opened her mouth in silent pleasure.

She looked down at my hard dick, then looked around the beach again, then gave me a grin, and sank to her knees in the sand. I was leaning my back against the piling, and I saw that she was touching her pussy with one hand and stroking my dick with the other. Liz liked to masturbate while sucking my dick, and she kept touching herself, while she slipped my dick in her mouth. It was so hot, having the two of us exposed out there, just a little obscured by the pier. Liz kept nervously taking my dick out of her mouth to look around, then looking up at me and putting it back in. She kept touching herself the whole time. She was on her knees with her pants and underwear pulled down. My shorts and underwear were down around my ankles.

Liz would pause sucking my dick to look up at me while touching herself. I could see her make little faces and open her mouth in pleasure from her own fingers. Then she would look around the beach to make sure no one was watching us, and put my dick back in her mouth. She started really just focusing on the sucking, and my hands grasped at her hair some. I bent forward a little and moaned, as I came in her mouth. She moaned with my dick in her mouth, carefully swallowing every last bit. She pulled her mouth off, catching her breath and smiling up at me, with her hand between her legs still.

I pulled her up to her feet and switched places with her, so she could lean on the piling. The waves were lightly crashing behind me and there was a strong breeze. Her thighs felt a little cold and had some goose bumps on them, as I put my hands on her and moved my face to her crotch. She had her legs spread enough for me to get my tongue on her clit, while she leaned back on the pole. I lapped at it greedily and she grabbed at my hair. I heard her making some halting breaths and then a high pitched whimper that was loud enough to hear over the waves and the wind. Her body went stiff, as she had an orgasm and felt forward, using my shoulders to stop herself from actually falling. I kept licking at her wet slit, running my tongue around her knob and sucking on it. She made a slight giggle, as her legs failed her, but she caught her balance using me to hold herself up. I kept at it and then she said, "Oh my god, Sam...fuck..." and she let herself slowly fall down onto her back in the sand. We laid there kissing with our pants down around our knees, not caring how sandy we were getting. We eventually stood up and helped each other get the sand off of our asses.

We went to a pharmacy to buy some clippers, some razors, hair dye, gelatin, etc, so that Liz could give me a proper mohawk. There was something sexy about having Liz shave my head into a mohawk and then she died it a similar red to her hair and spiked it up. While we had the clippers out, she had me buzz the sides and back of her head again, so she just had her long red hair on top and would pull it into a pony tail, exposing the buzzed side. Then we got dressed to go to dinner.

Liz put on black lipstick and dark eye makeup. She put some dark eyeliner on me too, enjoying grooming me. She wore torn fishnets with some black boots that came almost to her knees, a loose black mini skirt, a white tank top, that left her midriff exposed, an unbuttoned beat up old black button down shirt with some patches of various bands and with the sleeves cut off, and her black leather motorcycle jacket over that for the chilly evening air. I put on some obnoxious red plaid pants, that I'd cropped almost like long shorts, to expose my shiny tall black boots. I had on a black t-shirt cut into a tank top and my black motorcycle jacket over top of that. People stared at us, as we walked down the boardwalk to find a place for dinner, certainly not normal beach attire.

Most of the restaurants and bars in this beach town were closed for the season, but we found a cozy dive bar. It was like the record stopped when we came in. Liz had her bright red hair, me with my spiked red mohawk, and we were both dressed in very punk outfits. This was more of a redneck bar and also, a much older crowd in the off season. We were probably the youngest people in there by 20-30 years. We took a seat at a high top table and the waitress came over looking kind of amused. She dropped off some food menus, and I ordered a beer, while Liz got some water.

As we looked at the menu, Liz grinned at me, "Can I have a sip of your beer?"

Liz didn't normally drink alcohol, so I was a little surprised, but slid it over to her. She looked around nervously and took a sip, but then made a face. "I don't like beer."

"You want to get a cocktail, Liz?"

"Yeah, I kind of do." She looked nervous.

"No one at this bar is going to care. I guarantee they won't card you."

"What if they card me?"

"Say you forgot your driver's license at the house."

"What kind of drink do you think I would like?"

"I bet you'd like one of those daiquiris."

When the waitress came back with the water, she said, "Sorry, could I please have a strawberry daiquiri?"

The waitress didn't blink an eye and said, "Sure," and then went to get her one.

As soon as the waitress turned away, Liz giggled and gave me a shocked look.

"I'm surprised you wanted a drink."

Liz giggled, "I feel like we need to celebrate that you're trying to wife me up."

I felt my face get hot and I giggled, "It sounds like you were already picturing us married too."

We grabbed each other's hands across the small high top table in the bar and then leaned in to kiss on the lips.

"Sam, but you were the one who mentioned it today."

I bashfully said, "I couldn't hold it in any longer."

Just then the waitress came back with her daiquiri and dropped it off. Liz took a sip, "Holy shit, that tastes good," and then she handed it to me.

"That is good. Be careful. That thing does have alcohol in it even though it doesn't taste like it."

She giggled and sipped it, dancing in her seat to some music from the juke box.

"You're in a really good mood."

"Well, yeah. Aren't you?"

"Yeah, I literally could not be any happier, than I am right now."

"This is my favorite vacation ever." We kissed and then she looked down at the menu, "Oh, do you want to share some nachos for dinner?"

"Hell yeah."

After we ordered the nachos, and I got another beer, Liz and I sat there chatting, and I could see her cheeks get flush. She'd really never had alcohol and so she got just a little buzzed quickly. She was not drunk, but I could tell she was more giggly than normal, then she dug around in her purse.

"What are you looking for, Liz?"

"I think I have some quarters for the juke box in here..." She kept digging around, "It looks like I don't. Do you have a dollar? I'll go get change at the bar."

I handed her a dollar, and she went up to the bar, nervously requesting some quarters in exchange for the dollar. She had an embarrassed grin on her face looking at me, as she did a fast walk away from the bar with her handful of quarters. The older couples sitting at the bar, clearly year round locals, stared at her punk/goth look and sometimes over at me, as she went back to the juke box, looking through the music.

I saw her eyes light up, and then she put her quarters in the machine. I heard the opening drums and bass line of "Ranking Full Stop," by the English Beat and Liz was grinning over at me, beckoning me to join her by curling her finger in my direction. She was fully skanking by the time I downed my beer to calm my social inhibitions, and got up off my stool to join her on the small dance floor. I think the whole bar was staring at us, as we threw elbows and legs in time to the music, in the classic ska dance. It's fair to say we were the entertainment in the bar at the moment, but I quickly stopped paying attention to the other bar patrons, because Liz was just so beautiful all happy and full of energy on the dance floor, it was infectious.

When the song ended, the bartender/owner looked amused, as we stood at our table catching our breath and sipping our drinks.

He yelled over to Liz, "Come here, young lady."

She pointed at herself and said, "me?" , giving me a worried look like she was about to get in trouble for underage drinking. She nervously approached the bar.

"What's your name?"

"Liz."

He held out a handful of quarters, "Why don't you go pick something else out, Liz."

"Thanks," and she did her nervous fast walk over to the juke box, beckoning me to help her pick a song.

We flipped through the songs on the juke box, full of a lot of classic rock, but had some other stuff too. I pointed excitedly at the Ramones, "Howling at the Moon (Sha la la la). She plunked the quarters in and we started dancing again. There were some people who recognized it and sat at the bar singing along to the Sha la la part. One couple joined us on the dance floor. We ate nachos, had some drinks, and played some more songs on the juke box. It was a pretty fun night.

As we walked back to our rental cottage, we got stopped by some family that was on Spring break with their kids. They wanted a picture of Liz and me in our punk outfits. They took some great pictures of us in front of this brightly lit arcade on the boardwalk, lighting up the dark night sky. Some with just the two of us and some posing with them. Liz gave the mom her address, and they actually sent us copies a few weeks later. The pictures turned out awesome. Some with just Liz and me and some with this random family on vacation. Even though that trip was not when I actually proposed to Liz, it kind of was and those pictures just really caught the mood. Two happy young punks in love.

It was Sunday evening of a three day weekend, so Liz did not have school the next day and I did not have work. We'd just finished taking a nap, had some sex, and took a shower. I was upstairs in my kitchen, making dinner for Liz and me. She came up from my basement bedroom, wearing just some panties and a t-shirt that ended above her belly button. My housemates were all out of town for the long weekend, so it was just the two of us there.

I smiled over at her, while cooking, "I like your outfit, Liz."

She walked over to me, hugging me from behind, "I only have jeans here and I didn't feel like wearing them around the house."

I turned my head enough to see her and nervously said, "You could keep some clothes in my room, if you want?"

Liz blushed and kissed my cheek, "I guess I should. I am over here a lot."

"I wish you were here more often. I love it when my housemates are out of town. It feels kind of like we live together."

She squeezed me a bit tighter, "Yeah, I like your friends, but it is nice when it's just the two of us."

I paused my cooking to turn around and hug her, my hands wandering down over her hips and onto her panty covered ass. "You could just walk around in your underwear all the time, if it was just the two of us."

We kissed some, and then she let go of me and swatted my butt, as she said, "Yeah, but you would never finish making me a meal." She went over to sit at our little kitchen table.

"You would be the meal, Liz." I turned to look at her, as she sat with one foot up on the chair, the other hanging down normally. I could not help but look at her panty covered crotch and then up at her flat stomach. I was leaning back against the counter, waiting for something to boil. I was just kind of admiring her.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Sam?"

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, Liz."

She giggled and blushed, "Sam, you're exaggerating."

"Not exaggerating at all." I kept looking at her and she was kind of embarrassed, looking up at me nervously, then looking down and giggling. "When do you get Spring Break?"

"Oh, it's coming up in the end of March."

"I was thinking...I mean...unless you have plans...I was thinking it would be fun for us to take a little trip together. I could take vacation time. Take the week off."

Liz stood up and walked over to me, hugging me. She had wide eyes and huge smile, "That sounds awesome, babe."

"I would love to go on a little vacation with just us, if your mom would let you."

"I think she would. Where should we go?"

"Well, I don't have a ton of money, but I was thinking I could just get us a hotel room or a little cottage at a beach somewhere driving distance from here. It should be cheaper in the off season. We might get lucky and have a warm day or two at the beach."

"I actually love the beach in the off season."

"Me too. And if there's shitty weather, we can just spend all day in bed."

"That sounds perfect."

The next day, when my housemates came home from being away for the weekend, we all had some beers and Liz hung out with us for a bit before heading home. We were chatting and Liz happened to mention we were going to the beach for Spring Break.

My housemate, Jason, grinned at me and said, "Going on vacation together? Seems pretty serious. Doesn't surprise me though. This guy doesn't shut up about you, Liz. Even back before you guys got together...."

I glared over at him and Liz giggled, "Tell me more." She gave me a look.

I chimed in, "We all talked about Liz being hot."

Liz blushed at that.

Jason kind of shrugged and looked slightly embarrassed, "yeah, but you were over the top dude. Liz, the first day Sam saw you at the grocery store, he went to that grocery store by himself and when he came back, he literally said, 'I'm in love.'"

I moved closer to Jason to punch him on the arm and then tried covering his mouth with my hand to shut him up. Liz said, "Cut it out, Sam. I want to hear this." She grinned in my direction.

Matt chimed in, "Yeah, he said, and I quote, 'I just saw...THEEE hottest...girl...eveeerrrrr."

I was probably bright red, and Liz said, "Awwww..."

Matt continued, "....yeah, and we were like, 'where?' He said, 'At the supermarket. She works there.'"

I kind of zoned out of their conversation, while Liz giggled and looked pleased. I was grateful they left out some of the more crude things we all said in our horniness. After I told them how hot she was, one of them said, "What does she look like dude?"

"Oh man, she's got this like bright red hair. I think it's dyed, but it looks really good on her. She has the sides kind of shaved a bit, not down to the skin and her hair was in a ponytail, kind of high on the back of her head. She's got these striking blue eyes. Cool makeup. Kind of goth or punk looking. She's got an eyebrow piercing and a little stud in one nostril. She's got a lip ring too. She's got some piercings on her ears. Her lips are amazing. Like I wanted to just grab her and kiss her. Her skin is just like smooth and pale. Oh, she had on one of those black choker necklace things. Her face is perfect...but her body, is banging."

My friend Jason said, "Oh hell yeah..."

"She was wearing this little spaghetti strap tank top and it left her midriff bare, just this perfect flat stomach. I wanted to just lick it. I practically got a boner standing in line. She's wearing those really really low waisted jeans that girls wear nowadays. Fuck, I could see her pelvic bones. I could see the front of her underwear a tiny bit."

Matt said, "Man I love that style."

"Dude, but her ass is like just small, but so fucking nicely shaped and looks tight. I want to bite it. She's got really long, thin legs. Her tits look kind of small, but like definitely noticeable and perky. I could kind of see the tops of them pushed up with that top she was wearing. I love small tits, so that's my jam. I could see her bra under her little tank top. It was like a black lacy thing. So fucking sexy."

Jason said, "Did you talk to her?"

"Are you kidding, no way...I was sweating bullets. I was just trying and failing to not be a complete creep staring at her. She really seemed like she was not interested in small talk. Very bored. I'm sure she gets hit on all day long and there's no way that girl doesn't already have a boyfriend."

Jason said, "On that note...I think I need to go pick up a few things at the supermarket." Jason and Matt went giggling out the door walking down the street to the store. I wanted to go with them, but thought it would be too weird.

When they came back, the first thing I heard was a loud exaggerated, "Holy shit man! You weren't kidding. I know my new favorite grocery store. Fucking hell man."

I said, "I know, right."

"You were right though, she did not give off any friendly vibes whatsoever."

I replied, "Unfortunately no. I'm sure she gets fucking horny dudes hitting on her all day."

Matt said, "Oh, and I saw that butt. Man, she had her thong sticking up out the back. It was like sexy black lace underwear too."

I said, "Fuck...I know."

Jason said, "Man that girl is a hottie with a naughty little body."

I said, "Don't talk about my future wife that way."

Matt giggled, "Oh, no she's mine."

"Nah man, I saw her first and declared my love for her. You guys are just crude."

Jason was giggling, "Oh, like you didn't objectify her."

"I want to just write her poetry and bring her flowers and then maybe hold her hand some. Ask her dad if I can respectfully court her." I burst out giggling. Of course, once I met her for real that was actually true.

"yeah right, Sam."

One day, Liz actually seemed to smile at me when I came up to her line. I detected a slight smile and look of recognition. I went to say, 'hi' but my voice cracked with nerves, and then I said it again. Liz said, "Hi," but then went back to checking me out.

When I got home, I yelled to the guys, "I talked to her!!!"

"The fuck you did, Sam."

"I did, I said, 'hi' and she said, 'hi' back. She smiled at me. I'm telling you, she smiled at me. It was very brief and very slight, but it was not her normal don't you dare approach me look. It was a smile. I'm ready to pick out an engagement ring fellas."

Jason said, "Don't go picking out engagement rings, she wants me."

I scoffed, "Bullshit. She hasn't smiled at you. Besides, you've never had a punk girl like her before. You can't handle it."

Jason said, "What?"

"I'm telling you. I've been down this road a few times and I'm already ruined. Regular girls don't cut it for me anymore. You don't want to do that to yourself."

Jason laughed, "Oh, yeah, so you're looking out for me?"

"I'm telling you man, it's like an addiction."

He was laughing, "Well, I'd like to find out why."

"If you don't know why, then they're wasted on you. For me, they're like oxygen. I got have em. You don't want to be like this." I smacked my arm, pretending I was looking for a vein and he laughed. It was true that from the first time I saw Deirdre in the parking lot at my high school, I was ruined.

I started paying attention to the conversation again and I was glad that the guys switched from telling Liz how hot I thought she was and move on to say how much I liked her.

Matt said, "Liz, he came back from your first date and he seemed nervous, which I now know is because you're in high school. But, he said you were awesome to hang out with. Best date he ever had. Those were his words."

Liz just grinned at me. I kind of looked down bashfully.

Jason said, "I've heard him tell you he loves you."

I was embarrassed, "Dude, come on."

Jason continued, "You're the one who said it to her in front of me. I've known this guy for a long time and Liz, I can tell you he does not say that to girls lightly."

Liz grinned at me and kissed my cheek.

It was a couple of weeks later that Liz and I drove to the beach together. I found us a little cottage that would have been expensive in the summer, but was pretty cheap at the end of March/early April. So, we had a kitchen to save money by cooking some of our own meals. We were young and did not have much money, since she was in high school and I was in my first real job. We were just enjoying each other's company so much, it didn't matter that we were poor.

When we arrived at the beach, it was late in the afternoon, and we took a trip to the grocery store first thing. It was fun walking around the grocery store, buying stuff for our vacation. It just felt very adult and like were a real couple. We kept hugging each other in the aisles, sneaking kisses. I'm sure it was annoying to anyone around us.

After the trip to the store, we went to check in to this little cottage. "Oh my god, Sam, this place is adorable."

"Yeah, it looks just like the pictures."

It was a tiny one bedroom cottage, perfect for a couple and I swear it felt almost like we were on our honeymoon or something. Liz set down her bag and threw herself face down on the bed, "This bed is so comfortable."

I got on the bed too, snuggling up to her and kissing her, "This is so much better than my bed, Liz."

She rolled onto her side to face me, and we kissed, my hands wandering all over her thin body. I groped her ass through her jeans, "You have such a nice ass, Liz."

She giggled into my mouth while kissing me. My hands wandered up to touch her small tits on the outside of her t-shirt. "Fucking nice little tits, too." I pulled up on her shirt and she helped me get it off over her head. "You always have the sexiest underwear Liz." She had on this sexy black bra that pushed up on her tits.

Liz laughed, "Well, I kind of thought this might happen here." I was unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, revealing the front of her matching black thong. I ran my hand all over the soft skin of her flat stomach. I let it drift below the waist line of her underwear, just barely touching her little strip of bush, then taking my hand back out and running around her abs, kind of teasing her a bit. She started pulling up on my shirt, and I helped her get it off. Then she was undoing my fly. I felt her hand barely go in my boxers. She was teasing me too. My dick got hard immediately and I twitched it in my pants, desperate for her to touch it. I felt her fingers sort of gently touch it, but just in passing, another tease.

I moved down to pull off her jeans, and she helped wriggle them off of her, exposing her thong. I had to get my boner free, so I slipped off my jeans and underwear all at once, then snuggled up to her again. I felt her fingers wrap around my hard cock, while we hugged and kissed. One of my hands wandered down to feel her exposed ass cheeks, then back up to unclasp her bra. She assisted me in removing her bra, exposing her perky little tits to me. Just perfect sized mounds that matched her thin frame.

I gently fondled them and then moved down to kiss and lick and suck on them, while my hand went into the front of her underwear. I finally moved my hand all the way down, slowly sliding my middle finger into her tight, wet pussy.

We laid there kissing like that, and I was slipping my finger in her vagina, then gliding it up around her clit, feeling her get wetter. She was slowly stroking my hard dick. I could not take it any more and needed to go down on her, so I started sliding down her body, kissing around her stomach, then near her underwear. She writhed around a bit in anticipation, and made some happy little groans. I grabbed her underwear and yanked them off, then kissed her smooth calves, her thighs, her inner thighs, feeling the warmth from between her legs, as I moved closer to lick her.

Liz's natural hair color was more brown than red, and so she had a little bit of brown bush. She kept it in just a little strip and I liked to stroke my fingers through her trimmed pubes and sometimes lick that patch. I parted her labia to get good access to her clit, licking her while slipping a finger inside her wet hole. I could hear the waves crashing on the beach outside, and the sounds of her little whimpers, while I savored her pussy. I looked up at her, while licking and saw that she was squeezing her own small tits, playing with her own nipples, while I ate her out. It was overcast outside, and I loved seeing her nude, pale body in that grey afternoon light. The only thing she was wearing was a black choker necklace she sometimes wore. I licked and sucked on her slippery knob, as she got more and more vocal. I was hooking my finger inside her the way she liked and focusing on maintaining a steady rhythm and pressure around her clit. "Oh...Sam...oh my god..." She squeezed my face a little between her legs, and I kept going. She did it again and thrusted her pelvis upward. Her legs squirmed around involuntarily. I kept going. Her hands came off her tits and grasped at my hair. I kept going. "mmmm...Sam...holy shit..." Her hands came off my hair to grip the comforter and she really squeezed my face between her legs, making some loud breathing sounds. 'Fuck...oh my god..." Now her body was convulsing, doing these jerky movements, like a seizure. I kept going. I loved eating her out and turning her into a mess of orgasms. She finally made a loud panting and now really squeezed my head between her legs.

My lips and tongue were pretty tired by now and I moved up her body, kissing up her stomach, away from her beautiful, pink, wet pussy. I was on top of her in missionary, but just humping her with my dick squeezed between us. We'd never fucked before. She was waiting until after high school to have intercourse. She was a technical virgin. It was almost like a superstition she had about getting pregnant, because her mom got pregnant with her while she was in high school. Once, there had been a crack in her will power, and she put my dick inside her. We did not move. She just sat on top of it. We decided that did not count as fucking. Now, I was rubbing my dick around her entrance and on her clit. I just grabbed it, so I could rub it around and feel some of her wetness on the head of my dick.

We kissed each other and gave each other some looks. She said, "It's soooo tempting, Sam." It was driving her a bit crazy, like it was driving me crazy, wanting to just bang the hell out of each other. At the same time, there was something hot about dragging that out. She reached down to grab my dick and she rubbed it around her pussy a little, even just barely between her labia.

I needed to put my dick somewhere warm and wet, so I moved up her body, straddling her chest, and putting my dick in her face. I rubbed my dick on her cheek and she giggled. I bounced it on her lips and she licked at it quickly. She reached to prop her head up with a pillow and she grabbed my dick with one had, putting it in her mouth. She moved her head up and down blowing me in that position. I moved forward to gently fuck her mouth. I loved looking down at her beautiful face, she really was stunning, and seeing my dick go in her mouth. I pulled it out and she licked at it, licking the underside of the head. I was making this last a bit and she loved this position as much as I did. She would slide a hand under me, so she could touch herself while licking and sucking my hard cock.

I went back to fucking her face and put my hands on my hips, while lightly thrusting in her mouth, which cracked her up. She could tell I was going to cum soon, and she pulled my dick out of her mouth and stroked my dick, until I shot cum, with her aiming at her own neck, then her lips and chin. She moaned and put it back in her mouth, so I could enjoy that wet feeling post orgasm. I collapsed forward a bit, with just intense pleasure of her wet lips hugging my dick, as it went into her warm mouth. We were both making little moans of pleasure.

I finally took my dick out of her mouth and hopped off the bed to grab a hand towel from the bathroom to wipe my cum off her neck. We laid there snuggling and kissing, enjoying each other's naked bodies for a bit, before she said, "Let's get up. I wanna go see the beach."

The next morning, it was another gray day at the beach and a bit cold. Liz and I both actually loved that weather, and sitting curled up together on the couch, having some coffee and reading books with a view of the Ocean out the window. We were both avid readers, and got so wrapped up in our books, that it was about noon, when Liz said, "Oh shit...it's noon...do you want to do something? Or we could just keep reading."

"I am so content right now and honestly, I could just finish this book in one sitting. I love reading that way."

"Awesome, me too."

We'd forgot to even eat breakfast, because we just started reading, and enjoying some coffee. She was leaning into my chest, as she read, kind of laying across the couch. Liz hopped up, "Well, I'm going to make us a sandwich." She went into the little kitchen and made us a sandwich to share, and we just went back to reading. Eventually, I put my book down for a break, so I could eat. Liz put her book down too, and we were looking at each other.

"What are you thinking, Sam?"

"What?"

"I don't know, you just had a cute smile on your face while you were looking at me."

"That's because I love you."

Liz giggled and kissed me, "I love you too."

I was embarrassed to say what I'd actually been thinking, I was kind of looking down and then looked at her, "When we were up at my parents' house my mom said that you probably thought I brought you up to their house to meet them, because I was going to propose to you."

Liz giggled and blushed.

"I told her we hadn't been dating that long and I thought she was crazy...but recently, I have been thinking...never mind."

Liz gave me an intrigued look, "What do you mean never mind? I don't think you can say never mind after that build up..."

"We haven't been together very long at all and you're still in high school for god's sakes, but..." I was kind of embarrassed and regretting not keeping my thoughts to myself.

"What is it Sam.?

I was kind of looking down and then looked at her, "Okay, like I'm not planning to propose to you any time soon, but...sometimes I look at you and I think...I feel like we could end up together some day...like married together." I laughed nervously and looked down.

Liz was bright red and kissed me, "Uh Sam, that is not weird to me...I've thought the same thing. In fact, I told my mom I could see us getting married someday."

"Really, what did she say?"

"Actually, she said she hoped we would wait awhile, but also she thinks we're a good match. She really likes you."

"Alright then." We kissed some more and we both giggled a little nervously. I got serious, "You know Liz, being with you makes me want to improve myself some."

"What? I love you the way you are. You have cool hobbies and you work hard and you love your job. I think you're doing pretty good for a 23 year old dude." I turned 23 while Liz was still 18, because I was really 4 and a half years older than her. She always likes to tease me when the age gap increases for 6 months of the year.

"Yeah, but I think I want to get serious and go back to grad school. My boss said I could get my PhD from the university while working at my current job. Like I could get my salary, which is better than a grad student stipend, while doing my degree and working at the lab, but it would be a lot of work. My tuition would be paid for, so really it just makes sense to put on my big boy pants and do it. Between the free tuition and the pay, I wouldn't need any loans or anything."

"Is that what you want to do?"

"Yeah, I want to do that, because I'm kind of limited by only having a bachelor's degree in this field. I could make pretty good money, if I had a PhD. Opens up lots of options."

"Well, you don't need to do that just for the money."

"It's not just for the money. I only remember wanting to be three different things when I grew up."

"What were they?"

"Firefighter, because duh, that's just cool as fuck." She giggled a bit at that. "Rock star, because once again just cool as fuck."

"You could still be a rock star."

"You know what? For one thing, I'm not good enough. I'm good at doing covers, but I'm just not that good at writing music. For another, I have some friends in the industry and I honestly don't want that lifestyle."

"So, what was the third job you wanted?"

"Scientist. I've always wanted to be a scientist. I've always loved learning about science and i love going into work in the lab. Like, I actually am excited to go to work on Mondays. Sometimes I almost feel like I want to pinch myself to see if I'm dreaming, that someone is paying me to work in a lab. I honestly feel like I am playing half the time."

"I love that for you so much."

"So, it's not just to make more money, but I do want to make more money, because...I want us to have a nice life."

Liz looked kind of shocked and blushed a bit.

"I don't mean to freak you out Liz...I know you're still young. I'm still young. I never thought I would be thinking about getting married like this. I'm not saying we should get married soon, but I am saying that I want to be ready for it. I want to be worthy of you when the time is right."

Liz kissed me, "You are worthy of me already. You make me so proud."

"I might be worthy to be your boyfriend, but I'm not husband material yet. I will be though."

"Well, babe, I'm also going to work hard in college, so that we can have a nice life. I've actually been thinking that I want a career that makes good money." Liz kissed me some.

I laughed, "We're not very punk. We're sell outs."

She said, "You know what's punk? Not giving a fuck what is or isn't punk."

"That's true."

"It's good timing for you to go to grad school with me starting my undergrad."

"That's what I was thinking. We can be in school at the same time." We kissed some more and I said, "Look, you're still in high school, and I don't want you to feel tied down to me or something. I really didn't mean to tell you that stuff yet...I was going to just keep it to myself. Can we please just keep dating like I never said that."

Liz had a little smile, "No. I am definitely not forgetting this conversation. Sam, I'm really not at all freaked out by this...seriously, I've been having the same sort of feeling about us. I'm just pleasantly shocked to hear it from you."

I laughed, "Man, it's crazy Liz...we've barely been dating for a couple months maybe?"

She giggled, "I guess when you know, you know."

"You know how I told you that I couldn't say, 'I love you' to anyone after Deirdre, until you?"

"Yep."

"Then, I met you and said I love you within a few weeks and now this...you've got me under some kind of spell, Liz."

Liz shrugged in a cute way and then kissed me. She giggled, "Then my spell worked. I'm a witch." We both got quiet and picked up our books again. She leaned back into me.

Out of the silence, I said, "Hey Liz?"

"Yes?"

"Can you shave my hair into a mohawk?"

She giggled, "That would be cool. We'd have to go buy some clippers and a razor. Can you have mohawk at work?"

"Yeah no one gives a fuck. My boss is kind of an older punk himself."

Liz messed with my hair, "What made you think of getting a mohawk?"

"This will sound weird...but, I've done a mohawk a few times before and...every other time, I kind of did it after a breakup. Almost like a ritual."

"I think we just did the opposite of breaking up."

"I know. Now, I'm feeling like I'm done with breakups and the mohawk means something else this time."

The air was thick with moisture in those early morning hours, just before the sun came up, and it finally felt almost chilly, after a long, hot summer night. He grinned, as he gently moved some of the girl’s hair out of his face, while she slept curled in front of him, excited to see that the night before had not been a dream. Her legs felt a little clammy, intertwined with his legs, a little wet with sweat from the hot, humid summer night. Now cooling and feeling sticky. They slept under a sheet, just a little protection from the night air and any bugs in the tent. 

Josh had been hot all night long and barely slept, he could tell that the girl in front of him, Hannah, had barely slept too. They tried to sleep tightly snuggled in a spooning position on the narrow cot in Hannah’s tent. Even though it was way too hot out to be snuggling like that, both of them grabbed at each other and wrapped their legs together trying to fit their bodies as tightly as possible against each other, demanding physical contact all night long, even if it made the hot, sweaty night even worse. 

Hannah wore a tank top to bed with no bra underneath, and a pair of baggy shorts, with some panties underneath. Josh was just wearing some shorts. Even though it was so hot out that night, he loved feeling her thin frame, running his hand over her abdomen, hip, and side. The cotton material of her top was pretty damp with her sweat and there was a dampness throughout the tent. At one point, their legs were soaked with sweat, but neither one of them made any effort to change position and try to let some air between their warm skin. Her legs were thin and shaved smooth, everything about her body was so delicate. Even her sweaty scent was somehow different, somehow smelled good to him. 

This was the first time, he’d slept with a girl, spent all night with her. They did not have sex, but there was some fooling around. That night before, he’d humped his hard dick against her small ass, and she allowed him to put his hand up into her tank top, touching her small tits. He groped at her ass and she permitted him to put his hand up into the back of her baggy shorts to feel her ass some through her panties. But, she did not let him put his hand between her legs, and she did not touch his hard dick at all. They kissed and moved into different positions in her cot, trying not to cause the metal springs of the cot to make any noise that any of the other camp counselors in the surrounding tents might hear. 

The two of them had been flirting for about a week leading up to this, summer relationships happening faster than those that happened during the school year. That night, he could not take it anymore. They’d been drinking beers with some friends, down by the river and he walked her back up to her tent, since she was less familiar with the dark trails. He surprised himself, when he grabbed her and kissed her and was pleasantly surprised when she not only returned the kiss, but invited him back to her tent. They were both already pretty sweaty from an evening outdoors. They took showers at the end of the work day, but that was almost pointless, because then they’d hiked down to the river in the dark, sat drinking beers and chatting with friends, then hiked back uphill to their campsite. They climbed into her bed sweaty and still wearing the same clothes, because she was not going to change into something else in front of him and he did not have anything else with him. 

Josh felt her stirring, waking a bit. He kissed her neck from behind and it tasted salty with her sweat. Hannah turned to smile at him and rolled over enough that they could kiss some more. Neither one of them cared that they had not brushed their teeth yet, they were too excited to finally be past the awkward flirting and now able to be affectionate with each other. 

He whispered, “I guess I should get up and sneak back to my tent, before anyone sees me here.” 

“Yeah, I guess, so.” She kissed him again. “I’ll see you at breakfast.” 

His legs felt suddenly cool, as he climbed out from under the sheet, the sweat on his legs, evaporating, cooling him. He took one more look at her beautiful, smiling face while putting on his t-shirt, then stepped out of the tent into the thick air. It was like being in a cloud, it was so humid, a little foggy, everything damp despite the fact that it had not rained the night before. He swiped at his face, as he stepped through a dewy spider web, trying to step gently so that sticks did not make a snapping sound under his feet. One of the girls on staff, stepped out her tent and gave him a knowing grin, but said nothing. She definitely knew he was coming from Hannah’s tent. 

Josh grabbed some things to go to the shower house and wash off the sweat from the night before. It was kind of pointless because by the time breakfast came around, the sun was coming up, already burning off the fog, the day already becoming uncomfortable. They sat next to each other at breakfast, in the dining hall, giving each other flirty glances that they thought were subtle, but would be obvious to anyone looking at them. 

He felt sweat dripping down his back already, as he walked down to his job, as a lifeguard at the camp. There was still a little fog just above the water, but that was burning off and he could tell it would be another hot one, standing in the sun all day. About mid morning, it was already really hot out, when his boss, Pete, handed him some money and said, “Why don’t you go up to the shop and get everyone a soda on me?” 

Josh took the money with a big smile on his face because Hannah worked in the shop. He could tell that Pete was trying to hook him up. He walked up the trail to the main part of camp, where there was a small convenience store, wearing only a swimsuit and some sandals. Josh was 19 and quite fit, lean with visible ab muscles, and a nice V shaped torso with broad shoulders from swimming, rowing boats, and working out. He walked into the shop, and Hannah blushed when she saw him. There were a couple of very loud fans in there, and he could see her face was red from the heat and maybe from seeing him with no shirt on, there were beads of sweat up near her hairline, as she smiled at the campers in line to buy ice cream, soda, or trinkets. 

When Josh got to the front of the line, they just gave each other some flirty looks, and she looked up and down his bare torso, his swimsuit was big and riding rather low on his hips, down below his abs a bit. He said, “Hey,” and she replied, “Hey,” both of them a little awkward around each other still, even thought they’d slept together the night before. She yelled to her boss, “Can I have a 15 minute break?” He looked a little exasperated but let her go. 

They went outside the shop, where it might have actually been cooler than the stifling air inside, but still blazing hot. She walked with him a bit down the trail back to his work. She carried three of the sweating cans of soda and he carried three, walking down the trail to the water. Josh stopped in the trail to face her and she stopped too. Then he moved in to kiss her some more, he could not help it, now that they’d let those floodgates open. She kissed him back, then they continued down to the water. She had this light strawberry blond hair, some freckles, pale skin, very thin frame, with these sparkly blue eyes. They did not kiss goodbye, as she left him there at the water, because relationships while common among the staff, were definitely discouraged. 

The two of them had the night off that night, and went into town, Josh borrowing a car from his boss to make the trip. They went to dinner and a movie, like a regular date you might take back home, but the air conditioning in the theater felt like such a luxury. They snuggled and kissed for most to the movie. It was late and dark, when they drove back up the rutted road with gravel crunching under the tires. When he turned off the headlights, the stars exploded above them with no light pollution in this remote area, the milky way so distinct it looked fake. They walked about in the shadows trying not to be seen, as they held hands and sometimes stole a kiss, wandering around a large field. 

They stood kissing at one point and his hands wandered down to her ass, then one hand up over top of her tit. He felt her hand slide down below the elastic waist of his shorts and she grinned at him, as she gripped his boner. They both giggled a little at that, while she continued gently stroking his hard dick. He slid a hand down into her shorts, feeling her little bit of bush, then reaching further down and feeling her puffy labia a bit. He finally slipped his middle finger up inside her and their touching was interrupted by the sound of an old wooden screen door slamming shut, as someone left one of the buildings. A staff member heading off to bed. They stopped touching each other and watch the dark figure disappear across the field. 

They snuck back to her tent again, where all the girls on staff had their tents in a small circle. It was easier to sneak in there than the boisterous large group of tents where the guys slept. They went into her tent, the wooden pallet floor, creaking a bit under their feet. They kicked of their shoes, standing on the old carpet remnant she used to make it slightly more homey. Quickly, they were in her bed, kissing and touching each other. 

He took off his t-shirt and he was pleasantly surprised when she followed suit, laying their in a bra and her shorts. They went back to touching each other. He had his hand in her shorts, fingering her, while she stroked his dick. He pulled down one side of her bra to expose a nipple and he sucked on it. They had one candle as the only light, and he could just see her small tit, pushed up by the bra, her nippled exposed. He struggled to unclasp her bra, and she quietly giggled, then helped him get it off, giving him a nervous smile, as she exposed her small chest to him. 

Josh’s dick was uncomfortable in his underwear and shorts, so he slipped them off, now totally naked next to her. She giggled and whispered, “you’re naked.” He said, “yeah.” She bit her lower lip, as she grabbed his dick again, slowly stroking it. He rolled to suck on her tits some more, her skin a bit sticky with sweat from the hot summer night. She helped him get off her shorts, so she was now just laying there in some white cotton panties. He found himself kissing his way down her flat stomach, kissing near the top of her underwear. He’d never gone down on a girl, but he always wanted to. He read a book one time that described what he was now doing. He was kind of copying what it said, and Hannah seemed to like it, as he licked and kissed around her crotch, moving between her legs, and kissing her inner thighs. 

He nuzzled his nose and lips right against the soft material of her panties feeling the cushion of her labia underneath the fabric, happy that she was not in anyway stopping him, as he used a finger to move aside the crotch of her panties. He licked up her slit. Just licked right up her little camel toe. She tasted a bit like sweat and maybe a little like pee from when she had to squat down in the woods on their walk, but he loved it. He loved the smell and taste of her pussy, nothing like anything he’d tasted before. Josh shoved his tongue in there, as far as it would go. Since she was allowing him to lick her, he moved up to grab the waist of her panties, and she lifted her butt to let him take them all the way off. He whispered, “You’re naked.” She giggled. 

She had a nice little patch of dark blondish bush between her legs. He went back in there, slowly figuring out what she liked, based on her little gasps and noticing when her legs shook. He found her clit with his tongue, and she seemed to like it when we sucked no hood a bit. He couldn’t help doing that anyway. He was finally getting to enjoy her pussy and he could not believe it. She actually asked him to put a finger inside her and he did, fingering her while he licked and sucked her clit. He noticed her getting wetter and she was now moving her pelvis up and down with his licks, making some cute whimpering noises and breathing heavy, but restraining louder noises, lest they get caught. She finally had an intense orgasm, the first time he’d seen one in person, definitely the first time he’d caused one, and she squeezed his face between her thin thighs, grabbing his hair and making some loud gasps. 

His mouth was now a bit tired, although he really just wanted to live down there between her legs. He moved up to kiss her on the lips some. She looked nervous in the candle light, as she moved down between his legs, curling herself into a ball and then his dick was in her mouth. She was nervously hiding her face from view, he could just see the top of her, kind of see her bare back and ass a bit, while she sucked on his dick. He was shocked how good it felt in her mouth and shocked how deep she took it sometimes. His legs squirmed around, and he breathed loudly through his nose, in shock that Hannah was really sucking his dick. His first blowjob, her first blowjob. It was so warm and wet in her mouth and she made a couple of little whimpers. She kept her mouth on it, she never stopped, her mouth making a few wet noises in the quiet forest. He finally panted out in a whisper, “I’m gonna cum….”, and he was surprised when she just kept going, as he filed her mouth with cum.  She made a high pitched whimper, but kept going her lips so wet and slippery with saliva and cum. She finally pulled her mouth off and moved up to kiss him. She swallowed some but they tongue kissed with it in there, and he did not care at all, it was so hot, knowing her mouth had his cum in it. This girl made him cum with her mouth and let him fill her mouth with cum. Seemed unreal to him, but it was very real. 

Hannah moved back up his body, and they enjoyed kissing and feeling each other’s naked, sweaty skin, another hot night in the tent. They weren’t going to get much sleep like this, the cot barely wide enough to fit two of them on their sides, but who needs space, they were goin to snuggle anyway. They reluctantly put on some clothes, just in case they got busted. They would be in trouble either way, but it would be particularly bad if they were caught fully naked in there. Once again, they ended up spooning in the pitch black of a forest night, in a stuffy hot canvas tent, made worse because they had it completely closed for privacy. 

They laid there, sweaty from the hot night and the sex, their legs once again intertwined, his arm wrapped around her pulling her in tight. She grabbed his hand to kiss the back of it in the dark. His hand moved up into her shirt a little to enjoy feeling the bare skin of her stomach again. They pulled the thin sheet over top of them again, even thought they did not need it for warmth. It just felt weird to sleep without a cover. There were beads of sweat on their legs and damp everywhere, but they didn’t care, they were enjoying the tight embrace. He felt her move in front of him occasionally, clearly also having trouble falling asleep in this position, but not wanting it to end. Finally, he heard her sleepy breathing and this night he was able to fall asleep, probably due to the release he’d finally had, after all the pent up tension between them. 

In the early morning, he woke to the sound of birds in the forest, her body in front of him again. It was hot and humid again, his side a little sore from sleeping on the same side all night long. A mosquito buzzed near him. He was hot and sweaty. She felt hot and sweaty. He hoped every night all summer would be just like this. 

When Tom and I got home from the restaurant, the baby sitter he hired, this girl, Megan, was there. Tom and I came spilling into the kitchen, giggling and kind of wrestling with each other a bit. Megan looked at us like she knew we were fucking.

Tom let go of me and went to use the bathroom, while I said to Megan, "How were the kids?"

"Fine, they went down to sleep easily. How was your date?" She was giving me a look with raised eyebrows.

My date was actually fantastic, getting fucked by Tom in the bathroom at the restaurant. "I don't appreciate the implication there, Megan. Tom and Liz are good bosses and they like to give me a break sometimes."

Megan said, "Sure Miranda," but definitely looked like she wasn't buying it.

"So, should I just Venmo you, Megan?" I was kind of acting like they were my kids and she was my babysitter.

"Shouldn't Tom Venmo me?"

"I can do it. My venmo just comes from his credit card anyway."

"Wow, they must really like you."

Tom came in just then and put his arm across my shoulders, grinning at me like Megan wasn't there. "Oh, you're taking care of paying her?"

"Yep."

Tom grabbed my ass, then walked off, "Alright, well, I'll see you in bed."

Megan made a loud shocked gasp and then Tom realized what he said and corrected himself, "I mean, I'll see you in the morning, Miranda."

Tom left Megan and me alone in the kitchen and she had a grin on her face like she had me completely busted. I was probably bright red, as I paid her with my phone. I started encouraging her out the door. Megan said, "Let me get out of your hair. I'm sure you and Tom would like some alone time."

"Get your mind out of the gutter Megan. That was just a slip of the tongue there."

"Oh, I'm sure his tongue does slip in various places..."

I was shoving her out the door and she was giggling.

She whispered at me, "Admit it...you're fucking him."

I just stood there looking at her, "Goodbye, Megan."

"Come on. It's so boring at family I nanny for. I totally would with Tom, too." She giggled.

That caused me to grin involuntarily, "Good night," and I closed the door while she pleaded with me to give her some juicy details.

I went to my bedroom, well, really I guess it was Tom and Liz's bedroom, to get ready for bed. Tom was already in bed and grinning at me, as I kicked off my shoes. "What is that big grin about, Tom?"

"You were like an alley cat at the restaurant. You were just feral, dragging me to the bathroom to fuck. What got into you?"

I giggled a bit. Well, Tom, Rebecca was fingering me at the table. I just giggled nervously and said, "I don't know, Tom. You make me horny."

That made his grin even bigger. I slipped off my top and my skirt, and then went into the bathroom to clean up for bed. I came back into the room, in just my bra and panties while brushing my teeth. I could see Tom was stroking his hard dick under the covers.

I pulled the toothbrush out, "You can't wait for me?"

"I was just thinking of your nice butt cheeks, while I bent you over that sink at the restaurant. I'm just getting my dick ready for you."

I giggled and turned into the bathroom to finish getting ready for bed. I came back into the room buck naked, since I planned to fuck Tom some more. The fuck at the restaurant was fast and hard, and I still wanted more. He lifted the covers to let me in and I smiled, as I saw his hard dick twitching around. I moved up against him, enjoying the feeling of our warm, bare skin touching. We kissed and our hands moved all over each other, but my hand eventually found his boner, and I slowly stroked it. I felt his hand move between my legs, gently fingering my wet pussy.

I slid down his body to take his cock in my mouth. I just wanted to get it nice and wet, so I could ride it. I wanted to run this show. I slipped my lips off of it, and then moved up to straddle him, guiding his hard cock into me, as I sat down on it, moving up and down to slowly lubricate it and take it in me all the way. Tom had his hands on my hips and seemed to be admiring my naked body, while I slowly rode his dick. I leaned forward to put my hands on the headboard holding myself up, while I bounced on it. His hands went up to touch my small tits, and then he struggled to get his lips up to suck on one of my tits, while I ground my pussy on his cock. One of his hands went back down to grab at one of my ass cheeks, and then he let go to smack it.

"oh fuck, yeah, Miranda..." as I had his dick all the way in me and sat up to grind around with it in there. I moved one of my hands down to rub my own clit, while still moving up and down on his dick. I could tell he was holding back from cumming, waiting for me to cum. Pretty soon, I was whimpering and moaning, from his dick penetrating me, along with my fingers moving around my clit. My pussy squeezed his dick and I felt him twitch inside me, as we came at the same time. He was making sharp breaths and his brow furrowed, while he lifted me in the air a bit with his hard upward thrusts. I collapsed down on his chest, and we kissed some, while he continued making small thrusts in and out of my pussy, now even more slick with his load.

He made a disappointed groan, as I slid myself off of his dick, my legs a bit tired from fucking him like that. I smiled over at him and snuggled up to him some more. I felt Tom's hand on one of my legs, and he dragged it up over him, so that he could spread my legs and fuck me in a scissors position. I felt his dick slide inside me again in that position and giggled at him. He said in a horny growl, "I need to fuck this pussy some more."

He had his legs grabbing one of my legs, the other one, splayed across him, and he used that leverage to thrust himself up into me. "Yeah...yeah...yeah...oh fuck, Tom..." He lasted a long damn time on that third fuck of the evening and I finally had to push him out of me. "Tom, I'm not going to be able to walk in the morning..." He looked sad, so I went down and finished him with my mouth, then went to the bathroom. He went to the bathroom, and then we snuggled up under the covers completely nude. Tom fell asleep quickly, with his hand down near my pussy.

Once he was asleep, I texted Rebecca, "You got me a little worked up there at dinner."

"Oh really, how?"

"Lol. You were touching my pussy under the table. Your hand was up my skirt the whole time."

"Oops. I didn't realize."

"You didn't notice, when your finger went inside me?"

"Lol."

"I saw you put it in your mouth. How do I taste?" I was breathing heavy typing that. Tom moved in his sleep, making a little groan and his hand went further down between my legs. He was probably having a sex dream, as he was kind of possessively keeping his hand on my pussy.

"Yummy."

I gulped and typed, "I bet it's better straight from the source."

"Hmmmm. I might have to see for myself sometime."

I was blushing, as I typed a question I already knew answer to, but she did not know I knew, "Have you done that before?"

"hahahaha"

"?"

"Yes."

"Oh, I see."

"Have you, Miranda?" Yes, Rebecca. Same woman you did it with.

"Giggle. Yes."

"Miranda, I'm going to look at that picture of your pussy and masturbate now."

Gulp. "Giggle. Goodnight then."

"Sweet dreams."

Okay, despite or perhaps because, I'd been fingered at the restaurant and fucked three times, I was now horny as shit again or maybe still horny. Having Tom's hand resting on my pussy was not helping the situation and texting with Rebecca had me really worked up again. I looked over at Tom. He'd told me that I shouldn't masturbate. That I could wake him up and have him eat me out. I shook him. He moaned a little. I shook him again. His eyes opened slightly, and he mumbled, "What do you want, Miranda?"

I giggled at him, "I need my pussy licked."

He rubbed his eyes and a smile came across his sleepy face, "Really, you didn't get enough. Man, you're in heat tonight." I just giggled at that. He slowly moved down my body, starting by sucking on my little tits, then kissing his way down.

"sorry to wake you, but you said..."

"yeah, I did say that..." and I made a little gasp as his tongue went up my slit. I closed my eyes to lay back and enjoy it, as I imagined it was Rebecca and not Tom licking my pussy right now. He stayed down there making me orgasm over and over again until I almost couldn't take it anymore. I loved having Tom eat me out and that was taboo enough, since he was my married boss and almost 20 years older than me. But, I couldn't help imagining Rebecca licking me down there. Clearly she wanted to do it. Who was I to deny her? After one particularly intense orgasm, I pulled Tom up. An unintended, but happy consequence of having him lick me, was that his dick got hard again, and he just slipped it into me in missionary. I was a little afraid that this might take awhile, given our earlier activities. As much as I wanted him to fuck me, I was in fact getting a bit sore. Luckily, Tom wanted to go back to sleep and he was able to bang me fast and hard and cum relatively quickly. I helped him out by whimpering out stuff like, "You have a perfect cock...fuck my little pussy...it's so big and hard...faster...harder..." and stuff like that until he came inside me.

He just rolled off of me and I swear he was back asleep in seconds. I got up to pee and then came back to bed, finally able to fall asleep. I rolled up against him and just kind of held his flaccid dick in my hand, as I fell asleep.

The next morning, he was already up, when I got up to get ready for the day. I came out into the kitchen in one of Liz's robes and nothing underneath. Tom grinned at me, as I came into the kitchen, then walked over to hug and kiss me. "That was something else last night, Miranda."

"Sorry for waking you up."

"Oh, I will seriously do that any time."

I giggled.

He turned to get some coffee and muttered to himself, "such good pussy..."

I giggled a bit embarrassed. He came over to me, while I was chopping some vegetables and pulled the belt on the robe, opening it wide, so he could see my naked front. "Tom, I need to get the kids ready for camp." I started retying the belt.

He was disappointed, "Fine, but I'm going to need some more of that pussy later today." He wandered off to go up to his office and start work.

I went down to my room to get ready for my day and my phone lit up with a text from Liz, "I'm so sorry, Miranda, but I'm not coming home today. It won't be until tomorrow."

I put a frowny face emoji on that and responded, "But, why?"

"I have another meeting with this customer. Might close the deal, if I stay."

"But, what about me?"

"I'll make it up to you."

"But, I'm so lonely without you."

"Doesn't Tom entertain you?" Yes, Liz, your husband entertains the hell out of me. I can hardly walk this morning he fucked me so much last night.

"He's alright, but it's not the same."

"When I get back, we'll go on a nice date and then I'm going to go down on you for hours."

I was feeling bratty, "What am I supposed to do tonight? Am I supposed to just get Tom to eat me out?"

"Miranda?!"

"I'm just kidding." Not at all kidding. Tom will eat me out any time I ask.

"Okay, geez...the idea of that is kind of..." Hot Liz? I believe the word you are looking for is hot. "...weird." But, it's not weird when you go down on me?

I got an impish thought, "Maybe I should get Rebecca to do it?"

"Hahaha."

"I don't know why you're laughing. We both know she likes that sort of thing."

"She liked it 15 years ago. Maybe she's not into it now."

I decided that was enough teasing of Liz, "I'm just kidding. What am I going to just hit on your old college friend?"

I dropped the kids off at camp, then went for a run. Tom was busy on a work call, so I cleaned up and got dressed to go swim over at Rebecca's house. I didn't wear a swimsuit, because I planned to skinny dip with her. It took her a long time to answer her doorbell, and she looked glad to see me, but seemed to be on an intense work call.

She muted the call briefly, "I'm on this awful work call, but you can use the pool."

I gave her a frown, and said, "Thanks, I didn't bring a swimsuit." She grinned, as she unmuted herself, but followed me out to the pool deck. I was nervous and felt myself blushing, as she watched me strip. I had picked out really cute underwear for her to see, and it was a little embarrassing taking off my shorts, and t-shirt, while she just stayed on her call staring at me hungrily. When I was finally naked, I spun around for her and then jumped in the pool.

I heard her saying something on the call and then she went back in the house and into her office. What the hell? I'm here, naked and more than willing. I was soooo horny from stripping for her and now swimming around. I slipped up onto the edge of the pool, sitting on the edge, naked. I saw her look out a window at me, so I spread my legs and started touching myself. I saw her mouth open in shock, as she saw me masturbating on the edge of her pool. I continued touching myself, fingering myself knowing she was watching me. After I made myself orgasm, I flopped back in the pool for a bit, then got out and got dressed.

I texted her on my way out, "Well, I hope that was an important meeting."

"Miranda. It is. Believe me. I would have joined you if I could."

I was being bratty, "I don't know. Maybe I'm not hot enough for you."

"Miranda, you're very hot."

"Maybe I misinterpreted. Maybe you don't even like pussy."

"Miranda. I'll show you."

"Yeah, well, I guess I'll just go home and fuck Tom."

"What?!"

"I'm just kidding."

I went home and Tom was working, but not currently on a call. He turned in his chair grinning at me, "Your hair is wet, Miranda."

"Yeah, I was swimming over at Rebecca's house, again."

"Nice." He was already unbuttoning my shorts. "You're not wearing a swimsuit."

I smiled at him and kissed him, "Swimsuits are optional over there, Tom."

"Oh fuck me...you were skinny dipping."

"Yep, all alone."

"I would have skinny dipped with you."

"Not sure how Liz would feel about you over there naked in front of Rebecca."

"She's seen me naked. Liz and I have skinny dipped with them."

My mouth opened in shock, as I was stepping out of my shorts that Tom had pulled down. He already had his mouth near my crotch and was kissing around the front of my underwear. I ran my hand on his cheek. "Can you shave your face, Tom?"

"I shaved this morning."

It's hard to picture that Rebecca is eating me out when you have that stubble. I said, "Your electric does not do a good enough job. I like your face smooth when you go down on me. Go use a real razor."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, if you want to lick me, I want you smooth as can be."

"Come with me."

"Okay."

We went down to their bathroom, and I sat there watching him shave with a razor and shaving cream. When he finished, he came over to me, "How's that?"

I ran my hand around his cheeks, "Hmmm....much better Tom...so sexy...." I leaned in to kiss him. Yep, it's going to be much easier for me to have my naughty little lesbian fantasy with your face smooth. We went into their bedroom, and I was quickly on my back on their bed. I was just in a bra and nothing else, while Tom licked me. But, I had my eyes closed, and in my mind, it was Rebecca down there.

He was making horny moans, while licking me, then said, "mmm...I love your pussy..."

I whispered, "Don't talk, Tom. Just lick." He grinned up at me, but really I just didn't want to hear his male voice while I was pretending that it was Rebecca down there. "Yeah, just like that..mmmm, oh my god...oh my god...." He was moving his tongue on my clit just how I liked it and I was laying down, eyes closed, imagining it was Rebecca. He was really sucking on it and my legs squirmed around, "oh fuck...Rebecca..."

He popped his head up, "Did you just say..." I interrupted him by shoving his head back down there, "Don't stop...keep going..." He quickly got back into it and let that slide. I had a bunch of orgasms and he slowly slid back up my body, kissing me with his wet, swollen lips.

I slid down, kissing his abs. He was a too muscular to envision it was Rebecca anymore and of course, there was his cock, but I do love sucking cock too, so I moved down there, teasing him...kissing it. I licked it some, before plunging it into my mouth. I spent a long time sucking him, making him whimper and squirm. I used my hand and mouth until he shot a load in my mouth. I pulled my mouth off to show him and then just let it dribble out on the head of his dick. I slurped on his dick some more and he moaned loudly.

I finally slid my mouth off, "I gotta go pick the kids up from camp, Tom." He just laid there breathing heavy with his boner slick with my spit, and kind of a shocked look on his face, staring at my naked body, as I left the room. He yelled from in the bedroom, "Why did you call out Rebecca's name while I was eating you out?" He kind of snickered at me, as he walked into the bathroom with his swollen dick swinging around.

"What? I didn't. You must have misheard me."

He was standing there, peeing in the toilet, giving me a confused look, "What else sounds like Rebecca?"

"Hahaha...you must have some kind of thing with Rebecca, because I'm sure I didn't say that."

He walked over towards me, and I was naked, about to get in for a quick shower, "I'm pretty sure you moaned out Rebecca's name..."

He really wasn't letting this drop, so I had to distract him, "We have time for you to fuck me real quick before I leave." I grabbed his dick, stroking it, then wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist. He grabbed me with one arm and used the other hand to guide his dick into me, then held me up with both arms, lifting me up and down on his dick in a standing position. It looked hot seeing us like that in the bathroom mirrors. He had his hands on my ass to lift me up and down on it. I don't weigh much and Tom is pretty strong, so it worked out nicely and I'd never fucked like that before. It definitely distracted him. I kept seeing him look at us in the mirror and grin at that side view. We kissed some.

Finally, we both got tired of that position and I got on my knees in front of him on a bath mat. I needed him to cum fast, so I could take a quick shower before getting the kids. I touched myself while he stroked it in front of me, "cum on my face, Tom...do it...cum on my tongue baby...cum for me..." I kept opening my mouth wide and sticking out my tongue. He was jerking off fast and finally he moaned and shot a small load on my face. I flinched, but then moaned a bit feeling his warm cum hit my skin. He rubbed his dick on my cheeks and lips and I gave it one more long slow suck, before standing up and turning on the shower.

"Now, I really have to go Tom."

It seemed like I'd erased his brain with a factory reset with that fuck and facial, so maybe he wouldn't bring up Rebecca anymore.

I picked up the kids from camp, and then later that evening, I was sitting in the living room with Tom, when I saw that he had sent me a story. It'd been a long time, since he sent me a story. I grinned over at him, but said nothing. He gave me a little grin. I started reading his story.

There's something funny going on with Liz and Miranda. As far as I know my wife has never been lesbian or bi, but she acts weird around Miranda. They are quite affectionate with each other. I don't think I've seen Liz be that affectionate with another woman, except...except maybe her old college roommate, Rebecca.

I sat there looking shocked that Tom had written that, but tried to play it cool like it was just a piece of fiction. I giggled a little nervously.

And that's another thing...Rebecca...Miranda went skinny dipping over there. I know that Rebecca and her husband do that, heck Liz and I have skinny dipped with them, but...Miranda? Miranda had her hot little naked body on display in the middle of the afternoon, with just Rebecca home? I'm getting a boner just picturing the two of them.

You know the craziest thing, and I don't think women who are friends normally do this together, but maybe I'm wrong...Miranda and Liz literally took a bath together one night. We have a very large tub in our Master bath and they were on opposite sides when I came in there. I think I got home early from a softball game because it got rained out. I walked into my master bathroom, expecting Liz was taking a bath and the two of them were naked in the bath together. When I talked to Liz about it, she said that they were just talking girl stuff and having a glass of wine, but good lord. I wanted to jump in with them. There were too many soap bubbles and I couldn't really see through the water, but they did seem far enough apart that they were not touching, unless maybe they were rubbing their legs together.

Maybe I'm just imagining that my wife and my hot young nanny are having sex behind my back because it's hot, but...they touch each other a lot. They kiss on the lips. I noticed they would give each other a little peck goodbye or hello and that seemed cute. Lately, it's been more than a peck and last time I saw it, I swear my dick moved. It was not just a peck. It was hot. And when they embrace, there's some ass grabbing going on.

Rebecca and Liz have acted a bit similarly over the years and there was even one night...one night at their hot tub and pool, when it sure felt like some shit was going to go down. They were pretty touchy and we did all get naked. I guess cooler heads prevailed, but it was looking like there was going to be some wife swapping or maybe at least a little bit of the wives fooling around with each other.

It did not happen, but I've jerked off to that fantasy a number of times. Imagine Liz just going down on her friend Rebecca. Or Miranda. I love going down on Miranda. She's got the prettiest pussy you've ever seen and I swear it tastes like candy. She's got these long legs and I think I would shoot cum immediately if I saw Liz's head between those spread legs. Miranda told me she's never been with a woman. Maybe they're just flirting in some weird way.

I've seen her use Liz like a chair, leaning into her on the couch and Liz looks as happy as can be, with her arms wrapped round Miranda. One time, I even saw that Liz had her hand just barely inside the front Miranda's sweatpants while they sat like that. It looked like her fingers were just inside Miranda's panties from where I was sitting. Miranda looked shocked, but then giggled. Liz played it off like her hand was cold and she was just warming it there. Miranda told her that was okay.

They play a game with each other, where they pants each other. I have no complaints about that because I get to see some ass or maybe some panties. Liz came right up behind her in the kitchen and yanked down her sweatpants. I saw Miranda shove her finger between Liz's butt cheeks. Liz has a nice ass and she was wearing gym shorts that accentuated her cheeks. Miranda snuck up behind her and very suddenly shoved her middle finger between her cheeks. Liz jumped because clearly she'd just gotten her asshole fingered through her clothes. They both laughed and chased around and Liz tried to get her back and could not, so she gave her a wedgie. She pulled Miranda's thong right up, so it was sticking up out of her pants. I wanted to just drag the two of them to the bedroom for a good spanking.

I acted shocked reading that. It was all true though. I said, "Tom?!"

"What?

"Liz and I like play fighting a bit...you think we're doing it?"

He shrugged and said, "I don't know, but...maybe I just like the idea."

That night, Tom took the kids and me out to dinner. Later, I got the kids ready for bed, and then went looking for Tom. He was laying on top of his and Liz's bed, reading a book. He looked up at me with a grin, "It feels like you're my little wife when Liz goes out of town."

I giggled at him and snuggled up to him on the bed, "I know, I like it..." and I ran my hand up and down his torso, then down over top of his crotch. I smiled up at him, as I moved down, pulling down on the elastic of the shorts he was wearing, and pulling out his hard cock. I stroked it and said, "Well, I guess I need to do some more wife duties...", as I slipped his cock in my mouth. He made a little gasp and set down his book.

"You are a good little wife."

I giggled while sucking on him. I licked up the length of it and flicked my tongue on the head. He slipped his tshirt off and then started shoving down on his shorts and underwear. I stopped sucking him, to help him get naked. I felt him pulling up on my tshirt, while I bobbed my head up and down on his dick. I stopped sucking to take off my shirt and bra, then went back down there.

He got a phone call from Liz and he answered it. I stayed down there blowing him, while he talked to Liz. "Hi Liz, how's it going?"

"Oh, it's going okay, babe." I heard Liz giggle and she said, "What are you doing, Tom?" He was making some noises from my blowjob and I guess she heard it.

He said in a strained voice, "I was masturbating when you called."

I heard Liz burst out giggling, "What are you a teenager, Tom?"

"Like you don't masturbate..."

"hahahaha."

"What am I supposed to do when you're not here? Fuck Miranda?"

Tom was getting pretty bold with his inappropriate comments and Liz...Liz did not seem to mind. "Tom?"

"What, I'm just kidding? Do you think I would be masturbating, if I was doing that."

My lips made a little slurping sound on his dick, but I guess Liz didn't hear it.

"If you were doing that, I'm sure you wouldn't have time for masturbating. That's why I didn't pick that really hot girl that came by for the nanny interview. Didn't want to leave her home with you."

Tom laughed awkwardly at that, while looking down at me sucking his dick.

"She was hotter than Miranda, right Tom?"

Tom hesitated long enough to make that awkward, "Right Tom?

Finally Tom said, "Uh...if you say so..."

"You think Miranda is hot?"

"Honestly...yeah...I'm not gonna lie...she's kind of hot, Liz..." I pulled Tom's dick out of my mouth to look up at him with a grin.

"I guess my plan back fired," Liz laughed.

"Miranda is more hot in a wholesome way."

"That's true...she's just kind of quiet and wholesome, although she's been opening up a lot to you." I thought, yes, Liz, I've been opening up my legs in particular. Liz asked, "What were you masturbating about?"

Tom hesitated and then said, "I'm watching that video of us...you know the one..." I paused my sucking looking up at Tom with a grin. Holy shit, they made a porno.

"Uh no, Tom. We've made a few of those."

"The one we did recently."

That made me stop sucking again and look up at Tom with a curious expression. He pushed down on my head and I put his dick back in my mouth.

Liz was laughing out loud, "Oh...you mean the one where I pretended I was your kids' nanny?"

I coughed in shock, looking up at Tom with wide eyes. He pushed down on my head and I went back to sucking.

"Yeah...it was hot."

"That was fun."

It sounded like Liz had a vibrator going, "Where is our nanny, Tom? I just tried calling her." Well, I didn't see your call because I had your husband's dick in my mouth.

He looked down at me, sucking on his cock, "I don't know. I think she's putting the kids to bed."

Tom turned on the TV in their room, and he grabbed his laptop. I turned to look at the TV and he was casting something from his laptop. Holy shit! It was the porno. I turned, so that I could suck and stroke Tom's dick, while watching the TV.

"What scene are you on, Tom?"

"Uh, right now, you're in our kitchen in just you panties and tiny shirt...oops, I accidentally touched your butt. You're acting shocked."

Liz was moaning a little, but laughed. My eyes were as wide as saucers, because for one thing, I was watching my boss and his wife in a porno. Secondly, the porno was about me! Hey, I can just act in that porno guys.

"There you go, Liz...on your knees, sucking my dick."

I continued edging Tom, as he watched the movie and described it to Liz. He put it on speakerphone and I could really hear her masturbating now. She could not hear my slurps on Tom's dick over the movie. Really, the movie was perfect cover. Tom muted the phone and said, "Take off your shorts."

I stood on the bed, in front of him and got fully naked. He slid himself into more of a laying down position and I gave him a confused look. "69...I want eat that pussy."

I climbed on his face in a 69, and put his dick in my mouth. He unmuted the phone and talked to Liz in between licking my pussy and asshole. He couldn't see the movie anymore with my ass in his face, so he just went from memory, making up what was on the screen. He could also hear the "acting."

I could still see the movie, and I paused sucking him to watch, as Tom banged the nanny hard and fast. Liz's character said, "Mr. Palmer...be careful...I'm not on birth control...."

Tom just kept banging her fast and hard and my eyes went wide as he very obviously came inside her. He slipped his dick out of her and went to grab the phone they had set up to record themselves, getting a close up of the cum leaking out of her pussy. Tom came in my mouth soon after that and I heard Liz having some orgasms over the speakerphone.

They said goodnight to each other and got off the call, but Tom was still eating me out and I was grinding my pussy on his face. "Can you play that movie again, Tom?"

He giggled and I moved off his face, so he could play it again. I moved down, getting on his cock in reverse cowgirl, so I could watch the movie while bouncing on his dick. I heard his nightside table drawer open and then a squirting sound. I looked back over my shoulder and he had put a little lube on his finger. I kept looking at him, nodding yes, as he slipped it into my asshole, while I rode his dick. I bent further down, leaning on my hands, watching the movie. He was eating Liz out on screen. Off screen, I was enjoying Tom's cock in my pussy and his middle finger in my asshole. It felt funny and caused me to giggle some, but I liked it.

I felt him spread my cheeks to get a good look, and that made me giggle. I started getting loud, while moving myself up and down on his dick. I whimpered and orgasmed, while watching him lick on Liz's clit, bringing her to orgasm on screen. I was uncomfortable in the reverse cowgirl position, and slid off his dick, laying on my stomach, facing the TV. He moved to get on me in a prone position and fucked me hard, into the mattress, before pulling out and shooting cum on my butt and back. We both laid there watching it, as his cum cooled on my back, and I could feel some running down my crack. I felt his hand on my ass, and then he was fingering my asshole again, his cum adding to the lubrication back there. I giggled and blushed at him. He'd fucked my ass once before and it sure seemed like he wanted to do it again.

We kissed and paused to watch the porno, while he fingered my ass. I said in a strained voice, "You guys did other porn?"

He chuckled, "Uh...yeah, we've done quite a few."

"Do you have any anal ones?"

He laughed, "How did you know?"

"I suspected."

He pulled it up on his laptop streaming on the TV. He skipped the foreplay and got right to the part, where his dick was entering Liz's asshole. She was pretending to not want it. I shocked myself by saying, "Why don't you stick it in my ass, Tom?"

He grinned like cat, and grabbed more lube, stroking his hard cock.

I giggled at that and then gasped, as I felt the tip of his dick against my sphincter. It did not hurt, since I was nicely lubed up, but it was more the shock and taboo of his dick entering my ass. He put it in slowly, pulling it back out and lubing it some more, before slowly pushing it back in. I was still in that prone position, laying down on my stomach, facing the foot of their bed, to watch the porno. On screen, his dick was now all the way in Liz's asshole and she moaned, while touching herself with one hand between her legs. That seemed like a good idea, so I shoved a hand down underneath myself to touching myself while Tom slowly entered my ass.

I whimpered, "Holy shit, Tom..." as his dick went further in.

"You okay, Miranda?"

I was making some sharp breaths, "Just hang on a second..." and I just laid there getting used to the pressure, "okay, you can keep going...."

Liz was on all fours and Tom was going deep in her ass. The camera angle was from Tom's POV, and I liked watching his dick slide between her cheeks, especially while I was feeling the same thing. Tom was making slow, gentle strokes in and out of my ass, slowly working it further in. I gripped the sheets, as he went in a bit deeper, filling me up. I felt some more lube and heard the bottle squirt. I moaned, "mmmm...." into the mattress, starting to really enjoy the feeling. It was so dirty letting Tom fuck my ass and I liked it.

Tom was laying on top of me. I was no longer watching the movie, but had my head turned sideways, just enjoying touching myself while Tom slowly fucked my ass. He kissed my cheek, then whispered in my ear, "oh my god...so tight..."

I laughed and then gasped a bit, as his dick thrusted all the way into me. I grunted, "yeah, fuck my ass, Tom..." After that, we both just made unintelligible noises, while he fucked my ass a little faster and harder, finally cumming with it deep inside me. I had another orgasm then, and was making some high pitched, "oh fuck, yeah...oh my god..."

He slowly slid it out of me and rolled next to me on the bed. We hugged and kissed some and then went to take a shower, getting ready for bed. Tom falls asleep the minute his head hits the pillow, especially after he just dumped two loads of cum. I was still awake and I looked at my phone for a bit.

Liz had continued my story a bit.

I found Miranda laying on the couch in Tom's office and Tom standing very near her face. Their cheeks were both a bit flush and Miranda's shirt was pulled up, exposing most of her torso. I could even see her bra some. They both looked at me like deer in the headlights, like I busted them. I swear, I felt like I could smell sex in the air, but refused to believe it. My eyes narrowed in on Miranda's neck, where I swore I could see a little speck of something that might be cum. No way...there's just no way that my husband just shot a load on that wholesome girl. I must be imagining it. But, it turned me on to imagine it.

Later, I went to the basement to do some laundry and I saw that Miranda had left a t-shirt on the floor in front of the washer. I guess she was planning to do some laundry. I figured I would just throw it in with some of my clothes. I picked it up and it was the shirt she was wearing, when I walked in on Tom and her in Tom's office. I looked at the front of it and up near the collar, it sure looked like there was a cum stain. Maybe it was something else, but what if it was cum stain? What if Tom came on her? Did she blow him? There's no way. I was sure of it. But, it was kind of hot...our sweet nanny sucking Tom's cock. Why did I think that was hot?

Liz was correct. That was Tom's cum on my t-shirt. I had hastily wiped my lips on it, then left it down by the washer, planning to start a load soon.

Miranda happened to walk into the laundry room, coming from her bedroom with some more clothes to put in with her t-shirt. She looked shocked to see me, holding her t-shirt, looking at the cum stain. I nervously said, "Oh, I was about to start a small load, Miranda. Would you like for me to put this shirt and some other things in with my stuff?"

Miranda looked at the t-shirt in my hands, then at me and stammered, "Um...yeah, I was going to wash that shirt with these other things..." She kept looking at her shirt and me. I saw her gulp nervously.

"I saw this stain on it, Miranda...do you think I need to treat it?"

"Um, that was some....yogurt I had at breakfast. I think it will just come out in the wash. It's a fresh stain."

I gave Miranda a coy grin, "Some of Tom's yogurt?"

Miranda laughed nervously, then stammered, "What?!"

"Oh you know, he loves that Greek yogurt."

"Hahaha...yeah, that's what it was...yep."

So, all this stuff Liz was writing actually happened and I could not believe what I was reading*.*

Some of the other clothes she gave me were her underwear. Her panties. I looked at them carefully looking for any evidence of cum stains. I think I was actually a little bit hoping to see a cum stain in the crotch of her underwear, but I did not find one. I did find myself holding up one very cute pair, kind of staring at it, maybe picturing it on Miranda. I looked around nervously and sniffed them, then laughed at myself and threw them in the washer. Still, I went up to my bedroom and masturbated furiously, picturing her blowing Tom, getting cum on her neck and shirt.

There was another day, when I was looking for Tom. His office door was shut and locked. He yelled out that he was on a call, so I left him alone, but I could not find Miranda either. Were they up there fucking in his office? I stood listening in the hall, hoping to hear his desk slamming or something. It did not, but when Miranda came downstairs, her lips looked exactly like someone who just gave a blowjob. I mean, they were just all swollen and wet. Maybe I was imagining I saw that, but either way, the idea of her up on her knees, servicing Tom, was actually making me horny.

No Liz, you were not imagining it. I gave him a very long blowjob and my lips probably did look swollen and wet. I was touching myself, reading this 'story' from Liz, that was not at all a story, while Tom slept next to me. He rolled over and his hand was on one of my tits. I was wearing one of his t-shirts and a pair of his boxers, my hand shoved down there touching myself, and now he was groping me in his sleep. His hand actually slid up inside my shirt and he was just cupping one of my bare tits in his sleep.

Tom falls asleep early and he wakes up early, so I awakened to him totally naked, brushing his teeth with an electric toothbrush, standing near the bed. My eyes opened and I giggled that he was just standing there with a boner. "Morning Miranda..."

I yawned, "Good morning, Tom," and giggled at his erection some more.

"How's your butthole this morning?" and he giggled at me.

"Just fine, thank you very much. Can we talk about something else?" I giggled at him.

"Sorry, I just find your butthole is good conversation."

"It's really not..." and I giggled at him.

"I was thinking we should fuck before you get the kids ready for camp." He said it very matter of factly, then turned, exposing his bare ass to me, as he went to go spit the toothpaste out in the sink.

I sat up in bed, "Oh really...and how would you like to fuck me?"

He yelled over the noise from the sink, "I'm glad you asked, because I want to bang you doggystyle. I woke up thinking about it." He walked back in the room, stroking his dick some. "Yeah, just want to see that nice ass on all fours...bang you hard."

"You're so horny, Tom," but I was already stripping off the t-shirt.

"Oh, I'm horny? You were the one masturbating in bed last night, after we'd just had a whole bunch of sex."

I made an embarrassed laugh, "What?!"

"Dude, the bed was like vibrating in time to you stroking your little pussy."

I choked on some water I was drinking.

"I think you were dreaming. You were asleep so fast, Tom."

"Yeah, I was like just in that almost asleep mode and too tired to help you out, but I'm sure of it. You were rubbing one out next to me." He got into bed, throwing me on my back and yanking off his boxers I was wearing, so that he could shove his face between my legs. "You know, you don't need to masturbate...you can have my tongue whenever you want it." I giggled, but then whimpered, as he started licking me.

"You just seemed to be asleep."

He kept licking me, "You could have woken me up."

"Good to know."

I was laid back against a pillow, with my legs spread wide, and Tom burying his face between my legs, licking and sucking on my clit, while fingering me. My body started making jerky movements on it's own, and I grasped at Tom's hair, while he licked me to one orgasm after another. He finally knelt upright and grabbed me by the hips, rolling me over and pulling me back until I got into doggy.

"You have such a nice little ass, Miranda," and he slipped his dick in me. I had my legs spread out, up on my knees and hands. His hands were on my hips, pulling me into him. We didn't have a lot of time. Tom needed to get working and I needed to get the kids ready for camp, so he just pounded me hard and fast. We both made a bunch of noises, as he rapidly fucked me from behind, before cumming deep inside me. He pulled out and smacked my ass before hopping off the bed to go shower, "That's exactly what I needed, Miranda."

I was grinning and a bit stunned, "Me too...Tom." I followed him into the shower and we both got clean.

I was busy with the kids' laundry and making their beds that day. Tom was very busy with work. He surprised me in the evening, when he hired a babysitter to watch the kids so we could go on a date, alone. We went out to a pretty nice restaurant. I used my fake ID to get a glass of wine, while Tom got a cocktail. We were sitting on opposite sides of a small booth, having a nice time, when Liz's friend, Rebecca, showed up at our table. She looked surprised to see us sitting there together. She stood at the end of our table, "Tom?! Miranda?! So good to see you."

Tom got up to give her a hug and then sat back down. "So, you two are just...out to dinner?" She was giving us confused looks.

Tom spoke, "Liz is out of town, and Miranda and I like to get a little break from the kids. What are you up to?"

"Oh, I just had some work dinner here. I was about to get an Uber." She got a mischievous look and said, "I could just join you guys for a drink, if you don't mind?"

Tom looked annoyed, but probably didn't want Rebecca reporting back to Liz, that we'd been out alone. Tom said, "Sure..." and he waved at the waiter, who got Rebecca a drink. Rebecca sat next to me in this very small booth, her body right up against mine. The three of us chatted, but I felt her hand on my knee. I was wearing a short, casual skirt. This restaurant was nice, but everyone was pretty casually dressed. Her hand slowly slid up my leg and I opened my legs to let her keep going up more and more. She was way up on my inner thigh now. Teasing me. So fucking close to my crotch with light touches on my inner thigh. I kept smiling over at her and then Tom.

There it was. Her finger just lightly touched my pussy through my panties. I felt her barely touching my labia through my panties. I coughed awkwardly. My legs moved some under the table. Her touching became more than just grazing it. She found her way to my clit through my panties, rubbing a little harder there. I was probably bright red and holding back making some noises, while she and Tom mostly talked. Her finger slipped my panties to the side and her middle finger was actually inside me, as we sat at a table, in a crowded restaurant, across from Tom. She was just about finished with her drink and I was just about to have an orgasm right here at the table, when she pulled her hand back up above the table and sucked on her middle finger that had been inside me, before saying, "I'm sorry, I should go...sorry for interrupting your date."

I stammered, "Uh...it was good to see you, Rebecca..." and she winked at me.

Tom got up to give her a hug goodbye and made some fake protests that she should stay, but seemed relieved when she left. Really, he should have been thanking her, because he was the beneficiary of her touching me. I dragged him to the bathroom of this nice restaurant to bang the shit out of me. He seemed shocked, as I dragged him, locking the door and kissing him hard. We just stood, facing the mirror above the sink, with him lifting my skirt and banging me hard from behind. He yanked down my panties just enough, so that he could bend me over that sink. He was probably surprised to find that I was already so wet and ready to go. We both made eye contact in the mirror, while he banged me hard and fast, with me propping myself up on my hands on the sink countertop.

Then, we went back to our table and sat down to a nice meal. Tom was grinning ear to ear, as he looked at the menu, after fucking the shit out of me in the bathroom. "I was going to maybe get a salad, Miranda, but I don't know, now I'm thinking about a steak, maybe get some oysters as an app..." I just waved at the waiter and pointed at my empty wine glass.

I went home, after fucking Tom in the parking lot at his work. There was a visible wet spot in the crotch of my bikini bottoms from his cum leaking out of my pussy, and I smiled when I looked down and saw it there. I walked into the house feeling so slutty in a good way with my married boss's creampie in my swimsuit. I went into the bathroom and slipped them off to pee and clean up a bit. I took a shower up in their bathroom, then sat down in the living room to write some. I had the rest of the afternoon pretty free while the kids were at camp and now that Tom said he would take us out to dinner, I really had nothing to do.

Tom and I avoided each other a bit after I jerked him off and he fingered me that night. I think we both felt guilty about it. But, Tom gave me some really thirsty looks, even when Liz returned home. He seemed to be a bit obsessed with my flat chest, my tiny little size A tits. I caught him, in the basement one day...he was holding one of my bras that I had left on a drying rack down in the laundry room. He played it off like it fell on the floor, but he looked so guilty handing it to me. I knew.

One evening, Liz and Tom were both watching some TV in the living room. Tom was on the couch and Liz was in a chair. I was wearing a somewhat baggy shirt, with a V neck. I purposefully went up to the coffee table, across from Tom, and bent down to grab something, knowing that he would be able to look down into my shirt and see my tits covered by a cute bra. I lingered like and made eye contact with him. I could see that he was staring down into my shirt. Liz just sat there watching TV, unaware of the two horny perverts in the room with her.

I was breathing heavy, as I left the room, turned on by little display for Tom. It was fun, but it did not fully scratch the itch for either of us. The next morning, I did not put on a bra first thing when I came upstairs. I had on a tshirt and some panties. My nipples were quite visible and Tom stared at them. Liz was still at the gym, and Tom gave me a sly grin, while staring at my chest. I just made an embarrassed giggle and continued working on getting the kids' lunches ready to send off to camp.

He leaned on the counter still grinning at me and very close to me. I smiled at him and a nervous giggle escaped. I set down the knife, grinned at him, then lifted my shirt to flash him my tits. His jaw dropped and then I giggled and put my shirt down, right as the garage door opener loudly interrupted us. Tom very quietly said, "fuck..." Liz came in the room, from the garage, and seemed suspicious of the way Tom and I were looking at each other, our nervous giggles at what just transpired.

Tom reached across me, trying to make it seem like he was reaching for a banana, but really he touched my tit. He brushed his hand across my chest on purpose, right in front of LIz. I gave him a shocked look and giggled. Liz turned to see what I was giggling about. I grabbed the banana from him, stealing it back to make it seem like we were just play fighting again. He grabbed at me, wrestling me for the banana, but really taking the opportunity to put his hands all over me. Liz said, "Tom?" and crossed her arms, with an annoyed look. I was still giggling and squirming, as he had an arm around me, sometimes grazing my tits and ass, while I moved the banana around out of the reach of his other hand.

"What Liz?"

"Just let her have the banana. Get a different one."

I said, "yeah Tom..." and gave him aa sexy grin. He let go of me, and I peeled the banana, then ate it in front of him in a very inappropriate way. I ate that thing like it was a cock in my mouth, and there was no mistaking it. He looked like he might pass out. He pushed on it slightly, causing me to gag on it, then I burst out giggling.

Liz pulled Tom out of the kitchen and I heard her loudly whispering at him, "Tom..."

"What?"

"Your play fighting with her...it's..."

"What? She thinks it's fun."

"Tom, she's a 19 year old girl and she's not even related to you, so wrestling around with her...it's..."

"Liz? Do you seriously think like that? She's our kids' nanny for the summer."

"Tom, whether you meant to or not, your hands...you definitely touched her tits and ass a couple of times. How do you think she feels about that?"

"What?! You think I touched her tits? Does she even have tits?"

Liz giggled at that and shushed Tom thinking I might hear that.

"Tom, just try to set a good example. I think she picks up on your energy. Did you see her eating that banana?"

"Yeah, she was just teasing me that she got to have the banana."

"She was fellating that banana, Tom."

Tom laughed out loud, "Liz, there's no way that wholesome girl has ever fellated anything and I cannot believe your mind even went there. She was just being obnoxious to be silly."

"Maybe you're right, Tom, but it is wildly inappropriate for you to be wrestling around with her while she's in her freaking panties."

"Well, what if she has pants on?"

Liz made an exasperated sigh and went to take a work call. When Tom came in the kitchen I put the banana back in my mouth and I even moved my head up and down on it like it was a dick. We both burst out giggling and Liz came back in the room, cellphone in hand, still on her call, but suspiciously eyeing us.

Tom grabbed a different banana and held it down near his crotch, making a humping motion against my butt. Liz held up an irritated finger, while still on her call and Tom quietly said, "What? It's just a banana Liz, as he started peeling it."

Liz finally left us alone and I said to Tom, "No tits huh?" and I acted irritated with him.

He whispered, "I love them," and his hand went up inside the front of my shirt, touching my bare chest. I breathed in heavily, while letting him touch my tits.

"I have you know..." I gave him a very seductive look.

"You have what?"

"I have fellated a penis before," and I left him standing there with a shocked expression, as I went down to my basement room. I had to masturbate just thinking that I had just told Tom, that I'd given blowjobs before.

We were hanging out in the living room that night. All three of us watching some TV. Tom laughed, "So, you really like bananas, huh Miranda?" I swear he adjusted his dick in his shorts, when he said it. It was obvious he was not talking about bananas. He was asking me if I liked dicks. Liz said, "Tom..." and gave him a look that said to cut it out.

I giggled and said, "Yeah, I just really like to savor them." I was enjoying being wildly inappropriate in front of Liz.

"You gagged on that one this morning."

I burst into giggles, "That's because you just shoved it down my throat."

Liz was distracted by some online shopping and mostly ignoring our inappropriate conversation.

He sort of grabbed at my head like he was shoving down into his lap and I gave him a wide eye look and giggled. Then we just started wrestling around over the TV remote, sort of as cover for that move. He eventually pinned me on the floor and I could feel his hard dick against my pussy through our shorts. He had my arms pinned down and I was breathing hard. We were looking in each other's eyes. He made a humping motion a couple of time before getting off of me. He humped his hard cock into me and then he excused himself from the room to go masturbate. At least I think that is what he did, because he came back looking more relaxed and put his arm across my shoulders, as we sat on the couch. I snuggled into him some more and Liz smiled at that.

Later that night, my phone lit up in the darkness, as I laid in bed. It was a text from Tom.

"How many have you fellated?"

I giggled and typed into the phone, "Just one."

"Do you like it?"

I was blushing, as I typed back, "Love it." I made some nervous breaths in the dark, freaked out that I was sexting with my married boss.

"Do you swallow?"

I made shocked giggle. Holy shit, that's an embarrassing question. I felt impish and said, "I guess you'll have to find out." I gulped and typed "jk."

He put a smiling face emoji on the "I guess you'll have to find out" and then he put a sad face on "jk".

"How many times have you done it?"

I laughed out loud, fucking horny Tom. "I wasn't counting."

"Damnnnnn....." He clearly took that to mean it was a lot of times. I 'd blown my ex a lot in the times we dated when I was 18/19, then broke up halfway through the college year. I didn't keep track of how many. .

My hand was down in my pajama bottoms, touching myself while texting Tom with one thumb.

"So, more than 20 times, you'd say?"

I laughed at Tom, trying to get more details, "Way more."

"30?"

"More."

"50?"

"More" We were two horny 18 year olds and it's fair to say I sucked his dick most days. "Somewhere less than 100 and more than 50...LMAO." I breathed in heavy and nervously giggled, as I typed that.

"Oh my god...I bet you're good at it."

"You'll have to find out...jk."

"No, i don't like the jk."

"Lol..." i was enjoying being a little cock tease. I was getting pretty wet touching myself.

"Do you like to lick the balls?"

I laughed out loud, man he was horny, but I was also masturbating to this text chain. "Balls are weird looking."

"So, that's a no?"

"I guess you'll have to find out...jk."

"I told you I don't like the jk."

"Poor baby."

"Do you just get on your knees?"

He was really trying to keep this going. Well, I was still touching myself too. "If the floors aren't hard."

"I'm having the whole house carpeted then. Kitchen and everything."

"LMAO. Is that so Liz will blow you?"

"You were the one complaining about hard floors."

My married boss was telling me he wanted me to blow him and I was egging him on. I was a slut. "I do like for one thing to be hard...LMAO." The LMAO was becoming my nervous tic. As if it somehow defused each shocking thing in this conversation.

"It's hard right now."

"LMAO." No, I was not in fact laughing my ass off. I was whimpering and touching myself.

"Do you want to see it?"

"What is it?" I was being coy.

"My cock."

"I've seen it."

"It's so hard right now...so, since you've seen it...are you saying my balls look funny?"

"Hahaha...um, yes. All balls look funny to me."

"What about my cock?"

I was whimpering a bit, legs writhing around. "I need to see it again."

There it was. A picture of his hard cock.

I panted, "oh my god," while touching myself and looking at the dick pic.

"So?"

"Not weird looking."

He sent me a picture of his ball sac.

"LMAO."

"Weird?"

"Yes. The sacs are always all wrinkly."

"How many have you seen?"

"Two ball sacks. Yours and my ex."

I had a little orgasm and moaned a bit.

"How's my dick?"

Oh Tom needs some validation, "It's a very nice penis Tom."

"Nice enough to put it in your mouth?" Okay, now we were really getting to the meat of it, so to speak and I was very nervous.

"Maybe I'll just stick to bananas," and I put a winking emoji in the text, teasing him some more.

"You're killing me."

"Always one step a "head" of you," emphasizing the word head.

"You're blowing me off."

"You wish I blew you...off."

"Fuck, Miranda."

"Giggle. It must really suck for you."

"Damnit, Miranda."

"I guess I get a little mouthy sometimes."

"I wish."

"Lol. Goodnight Tom."

"That's it?"

"yes, horndog. That's it."

He sent me a picture of his dick with cum leaking out. I needed to end this text so I could really do some proper masturbating. I made some louder high pitch whimpers, while touching myself in bed.

The next morning, Tom and I kept looking at each other and giggling about our very inappropriate texting. Liz came back from the gym and grabbed one of those energy packets. You know the stuff that you can squirt in your mouth when you're running. Tom said, "That stuff's nasty. It's like a cum shot."

Liz said, "Tom...Miranda is here."

I was nervously giggling, "He's right though." Liz looked shocked that i was suggesting I'd had cum in my mouth before. Tom looked like he got an erection. I tried to back off it a bit, by saying, "I mean he's right that it's nasty," and I looked down at the counter, but then grinned up again.

Tom had a little grin and said, "What's your favorite bird, Miranda?"

"Huh?"

"Is it the swallow?" and he winked at me.

I burst out giggling and Liz shot him a look.

Tom was looking at my chest and said, "I really like boobies." I turned red and giggled.

Liz said, "Tom," and gave him an irritated look.

"What? It's a bird Liz."

Liz pursed her lips together, but seemed slightly amused.

Tom said, "Liz loves cocks."

"Tom? Miranda is here."

"What, you had chickens growing up. You said you loved them."

I was snickering and Tom winked at me.

"She likes eating them too."

I had a little devilish grin and said, "I heard cocks can be sweet." That actually caused Liz to giggle.

"You just have to be careful handling them." I giggled hysterically.

Liz pointed out of the room, "Go to work, Tom."

Tom said, "I've always really loved pussies more."

I burst out in nervous giggles and Liz made a loud sigh, "Tom...go to work."

He left the room saying, "I'm talking about cats, Liz. I love pussies not cocks. That's all I'm saying."

Liz was pouring herself more coffee, when Tom poked his head back in the kitchen with a grin, "Hey Liz, I'm really in the mood for tacos now for some reason. Remember, Miranda made those tacos?"

Liz said, "I am sure we have the stuff to make tacos."

I said, "yeah, I can make tacos again."

As he left the room, he said, "Good because I really want to eat her taco."

Liz chased him out of the room, while he and I both giggled.

"Tacos, I said tacos..."

That morning, after I dropped the kids off at camp, I went up to Tom's office and grabbed his laptop. I was looking at porn right behind his back, sitting on his office couch, looking at nannies getting fucked by their bosses. I sat there just kind of opening up different scenes, looking for the best one. I was loudly sucking on a lolly pop just to fuck with Tom. He turned and grinned at me, as I made a little slurp on purpose.

I said, "Sorry, I have an oral fixation." I giggled, when he looked like he might fall out of his chair and I sucked on it in a pornographic way. I was enjoying teasing him about blowjobs.

"Yeah, well I've got something right here for you."

Liz was downstairs. I could hear her on her call. The thing is, I wanted to suck his dick, but I also was nervous to get busted and I was enjoying drawing this out. The excitement of our suggestive conversations. I started masturbating. I had my hand down in my shorts and the other hand went up into my shirt. I purposefully lifted up on the shirt to expose my bra to him, my flat stomach. He was facing away from me at first, then glanced over and saw it. His hand went into his shorts, and I could see he was touching himself.

Tom moved over to sit on the edge of the couch, next to me and his hand went up the leg of my shorts, up my inner thigh and he touched my pussy. He was lightly running his finger over my labia through my panties. I must have been bright red, laying there, touching myself a little with him just enjoying the shape of my pussy, sliding the crotch over to touch it directly a little. I gulped, as I saw the tent his cock was making in his shorts. I stopped masturbating to reach over and pull his cock out of his shorts. We both kept glancing out his office door, while I jerked him off for the second time. I had his nice hard cock in my hand again, and I gave him nervous looks while stroking it. His middle finger slipped inside me, and I made a little gasp.

I said in a very quiet strained voice from him touching me, "I do swallow, Tom."

He abruptly stood up, stroking his own cock and I moved my open mouth to catch his cum, as he shot his load right into my mouth. He groaned, "oh fuck..." and I swallowed most of it. Some was still on my lips, when we heard Liz coming up the stairs. He quickly tucked his dick back in his shorts, and I was literally wiping my lips with the back of my hand, when she showed up. Liz looked at us suspiciously. Tom standing near my face with a guilty expression. I was there, laying back against the arm of the couch, my t-shirt riding up, licking my lips repeatedly to be sure she did not see cum on them. Wiping around my chin with my. hand. Liz looked back and forth at the two of us.

Tom suddenly reached down and picked me up off the couch, "Come on, get out of my office."

Liz smiled at that, as I struggled against Tom. "Put me down," but I was giggling. He threw me down on a couch in a sitting area up in the hallway.

I went to run back into his office, but he grabbed the waistband on the back of my shorts and they came partway down, exposing my underwear and even my underwear came down some, exposing the top part of my ass, as I tried to get away. Liz said, "Let her go, Tom...", but I saw her smiling.

Tom let go of me and I ran and jumped back on his office couch.

I sent that story to Tom and Liz, separately. Tom texted back, "I remember that. It was fun cumming in your pretty mouth, but I wanted to just fuck your face." I gulped, as I read that.

Liz actually called me on Facetime from her hotel room. She was touching herself. "Oh my god, Miranda...some of that stuff actually happened." No, Liz, all of that actually happened. She still thought that I was just making up a story about Tom and me with some reality mixed in. He jerked off in my mouth. He fingered me.

I laughed nervously, "Yeah, I wasn't sure if you would remember."

"I remember because I was so jealous, that you and Tom were so playful together, but it also turned me on."

"Hahaha, yes, playful."

"Of course, you and I do a lot more than just wrestle around." Tom and I do too Liz. In fact, I'm probably getting fucked tonight, in your bed. I'm definitely getting fucked in your bed tonight.

"I thought those pictures of you and Rebecca were so hot...I have them on my phone and I masturbated to them."

Liz was still touching herself, "What did you think about?"

"Like...I know you two had sex in that bed. That picture of you two in that bed. I can't see anything, but I know you two were naked."

"She looks a bit like you."

"Yeah, I noticed that."

"I guess I have a type."

I giggled nervously.

"When I get home, you and I need to get some time alone, because I want to go down on you again so bad."

"Yeah, I've been thinking about that. Hey Liz...I went over to Rebecca's house today..." I was very nervous, not sure what Liz would think of this.

"Or really?" She seemed to stop touching herself, sitting more upright.

"Yeah...and um...because she said I could use their pool."

"Oh good, that was nice of her."

"Yeah...and um...also, she and I went skinny dipping."

Liz laughed in shock and then said, "What?"

"She said that she likes to skinny dip back there and uh...she encouraged me to join her."

"I bet she did..." Liz had a little grin on her face. "So, you got naked with her in her pool?"

"Yes. We didn't do anything."

"Fuck...how'd she look?" Liz giggled some more.

"I've got to say, she looked good. Really good." Yes, Liz, I would have fooled around with her.

Liz was touching herself again, and seemed wistful, "Man, she and I really used to go at it sometimes. That night at the beach, we just were all over each other. We ditched the boys we were with. You know, she and I both liked boys, too, but there was something that night. Maybe it had been a couple of weeks since we fooled around. Maybe it was seeing each other in bikinis all day, but we were giving each other fuck me eyes all night at this bar. We practically ran down the boardwalk to our hotel. We started making out in the elevator. Just groping each other and kissing. The elevator opened on some floor and some guys from another college completely busted us making out. We didn't care, and just kept going, while they cheered a bit."

"We got up to our room, just kissing each other and fell into bed. I felt her hand go down in my shorts and into my panties. She knew how to get me going and soon I was like moving my pelvis up and down. We rolled around some and groped each other, before stripping off our clothes. We humped our crotches against each other and I mean, we were in heat. I went down on her and we were both buzzed, so time did not exist. There was nothing stopping us. I swear we took turns going down each other, sometimes 69ing, practically all night long. Tom is very good lover. He is excellent at eating pussy. The man is good at getting me off." I though to myself, yes he is quite good at eating pussy. In fact, I'm getting him to do that tonight.

"However, I'm not sure I've orgasmed more times in one night than that night with Rebecca."

I was surprised, as I said, "Challenge accepted, Liz."

She panted, "Oh fuck, Miranda..." while touching herself.

"In fact, we only fell asleep a little bit. The sun came up and we were still totally naked and wrapped around each other. She was down there licking me again, when we heard one of our friends fumbling with the hotel lock. She had time to get up from between my legs, but we were naked under those covers, and our friends thought it was hilarious. I think only because Rebecca and I were quite popular, we got away with it. People accepted it as fact that we just were very drunk and took off our clothes. We made some excuse that we both had sunburns and it felt better to be naked, than have clothes on our burnt skin. I think also because both of us were pretty sexually active with boys, no one really thought anything of it. We got up to take a shower together, just to "mess with them."

"I cannot believe that the two of you have not hooked up more recently."

"I dunno...we're both married and our husbands do not know. Besides, how do you even broach that. Want to lick each other out for old times sake?" I was thinking, yeah that seems like it could work.

Liz and I stayed on the phone until she got herself off, and then had to go do some work event. I had to go get the kids from camp, but I had a very devious thought occur to me. I went down to my room and stripped down to my underwear. I took a picture of myself in the mirror, standing there in bra and panties. I texted it to Rebecca, then I tried to play it off as an accident. "Oh shit Rebecca. I'm so sorry". I lied, "I meant to send that to this boy I'm seeing, but you were the last person I texted."

Rebecca said, "No worries...lol."

"I'm so embarrassed."

"You should not be embarrassed of that tight little body."

I gulped, thinking of my next move, "I noticed you have a tight little body, when we were skinny dipping today."

"Ha, you just made my day, Miranda."

I could hardly breath, how far was I going to push this thing. "I noticed you keep your pussy bare." I sat there breathing hard.

"Oh yeah, why were you looking there?"

"I couldn't help it."

"Do you know why I keep it bare?"

"No."

"I just really like the way it feels when I get head like that."

I made a nervous laugh in my bedroom, "I bet the person giving you head likes it too."

"I don't know. A little bush can be nice too. I saw you have a nice little patch."

I snickered to myself nervously. Was she just saying that she eats pussy? We were both silent on the text chain for a few minutes. I was mulling how to respond, "Why were you looking there?"

It was quiet a long time on the chat. "I appreciate the female form."

"I know what you mean."

"So, you were just going to send this boy, the underwear photo or were you going to like get naked for him?"

I was still sitting there in my bra and panties. I took off my bra and took the same photo in just my panties. "I was going to send him this next."

She put a heart emoji on it. "He is going to love that. Those little tits defy gravity."

"I thought yours looked nice in the pool today...LMAO." There it was again. My nervous tick.

"These?" She sent me a topless pic just like the one I'd sent her.

I put a heart emoji on the pic. I nervously slid off my panties, then took a picture in the mirror, fully naked. "And then I was going to send him this."

"Wow, he's going to love that."

There was nothing for a bit. I texted, "Uh fair is fair."

"Huh?"

"I just sent you a completely nude photo."

I suddenly got a close up shot of her bare pussy. It was a bit shocking, but turned me on. I snickered, as I sent her a close up.

"Do you think I should shave off my bush...for him...LMAO."

"No."

"You sure?"

"It looks perfect."

"Thanks. Well, I need to go pick up the kids from camp now."

"I think I'm going to run to the store for some peaches. I'm suddenly very much in the mood to munch on a nice ripe juicy peach."

I gulped and wrote, "I just love when they're so wet, it just like runs down your chin."

"I don't waste any like that. You have to slurp it up."

I snickered nervously to myself. "That does sound good...LMAO."

"Why did you write LMAO?"

"Just a nervous tick."

"Why are you nervous?"

Hmmmm...I did not know how to respond.

She finally replied, "We're just talking about peaches, right?", but she put a little winking emoji there.

I smiled, as I saw that Liz had written me a story:

I came home from a trip out of town and something just seemed off. First of all, Miranda had a hickey on her neck. A very visible hickey on her neck. She told me it was from some boy she was seeing, but deep down, I suspected Tom left it there. The two of them just always seemed to have a flirty rapport all the time. It was like I would see them make some eyes or silly face at each other and just giggle without saying anything at all. They sometimes would play fight or wrestle over some object like the TV remote and it seemed like it was just an excuse for them to get their hands all over each other, right in front of me.

Then, Miranda started coming up from the basement in just some panties and a t-shirt in the mornings. Right in front of Tom. I would catch him staring at her ass in those underwear. The problem was that I knew where he was looking because I was looking there, too. I felt like he caught me once, giving me a confused look, as to why I seemed to be eyeing Miranda's butt in a horny way. Tom did not know that I had sex with my college roommate, Rebecca. That I'd been with a woman before.

The weirdest thing though, was that it turned me on to see Tom and Miranda flirting with each other. To imagine that they were fucking behind my back. I was not sure if that was actually happening or not. Miranda seemed so wholesome and shy. It was hard to imagine that she would do that. Maybe they were just having some inappropriate flirting. I actually masturbated one day, imagining Tom fucking her tight body.

I called her into my office one morning, because she was wearing the cutest cheeky underwear and a tiny t-shirt that ended above her belly button. It just seemed too far. I felt like I had to tell her not to dress like that in front of Tom. As, she stood in my office she seemed genuinely confused, as to why it was weird for her to dress like that in front of him. I started to think maybe I was making up all the flirting in my head. The girl had the lower half of her cute butt on display, the shape of her perfect pussy lips somewhat visible through the material in the front, her flat stomach exposed, and I could see her nipples because she was not wearing a bra yet for the day. She did not get that it was sexy? That made it even more sexy to me. Frankly, I liked seeing her wear that type of outfit for my own eyes, so I told her it was fine. I gave her permission to walk around in her underwear in front of my husband. It made me horny to see it and it made me horny to know that Tom was seeing it.

I stared at Miranda's ass, as she walked out of my office, then locked the door behind her and I furiously masturbated. I was imagining her nude, imagining the things I would do to her, sometimes I sprinkled in Tom. I had my hand in my lycra workout shorts, since I'd gone to the gym that morning, and was touching myself.

It was hot out and Tom had to go into his actual office, so I decided to take Rebecca up on her offer that I could use her swimming pool. I put on a bikini and just some denim shorts with the fly unzipped and the waist rolled down a bit. I was nervous, as I looked at myself in the mirror. I changed my mind and zipped them up, put on a baggy t-shirt. What was I going to seduce Rebecca? What the hell has gotten into me?

I drove over to Rebecca's house and knocked on the door. Rebecca answered the door and seemed to be on a work phone call. She smiled at me and gave me a hug, as she let me into the house. I mouthed, "I can come back some other time," feeling like I was interrupting her work.

She muted her phone, "You're welcome here whenever, Miranda. Just help yourself to the pool and anything in the kitchen. There's snacks and beverages in the pool house too."

"Thanks."

I went out to their nice pool and decided to lay out in the sun first. I took off the shorts and t-shirt and laid on my back on a pool lounge chair, reading a book. Rebecca came out of the house and paced around the pool deck on her phone call. I saw her look at me and smile, but I swear it was a bit of thirsty look she gave me, and I liked it. I arranged my legs in a different position that displayed them a little better, and I felt myself bite my lower lip in a flirty way at her, looking at her over top of my sunglasses. What the fuck, Miranda? Are you just a full on lesbian now? Sure, you had sex with Liz, but are you really going to do it with Rebecca, too? No harm being flirty. Doesn't mean I have to have sex with her...but her ass and legs do look good in those shorts.

Rebecca got off her call and sat on the foot of my chair, right up close to me. She put her hand on my thigh, as she said, "Did you help yourself to a soda? Beer? Wine?"

I giggled a bit and stared at her hand on my upper thigh. She seemed to stroke my thigh a bit. "I have to pick the kids up from camp later, otherwise I would be tempted to have a beer by the pool. I got myself a soda, thanks."

Rebecca said, "Well, I have a little break in my schedule, so I'm going to take a little dip." Rebecca was dressed casually to work from home. She was wearing some little denim shorts that showed off her nice, long, thin legs. She had on a white button down shirt, so that she looked professional, if she got on camera for a call. She stood up and started unbuttoning her top. She gave me a mischievous look, as she said, "This yard is totally private, so I like to skinny dip. Do you mind?" She laughed a little, with her shirt unbuttoned all the way and she was holding it, asking permission to take it all the way off. I could see her sexy bra.

I stammered, "Um...go ahead...it's your pool..." I held back embarrassed giggles and pretended to read my book, as she removed her shirt and then her shorts. She took off her bra, revealing her nice natural tits. Then, she slid off her panties. I briefly saw her pussy, and then I watched her bare ass, as she walked to the pool edge. I think I whispered to myself involuntarily, 'nice butt.' She took her time, getting in the water, leaving her naked body exposed for a long time. She finally jumped in the water and hopped back up.

"Oh, it's so refreshing, Miranda."

I nervously replied, "Yeah, I might get in later."

She playfully splashed water in my direction, and I stood up, looking around to see that the fence and landscaping did seem to give good privacy. I walked up to the pool edge and looked down at her. Her tits were above the water line where she was standing and she made no effort to cover them. I dipped a toe in.

Rebecca said, "You don't have to wear that swimsuit, Miranda. It feels so free to be naked. It's just us girls. My husband is at his office." She rolled over onto her front and swam off, exposing her bare ass to me again.

Just us girls. But, the thing is, I know you're horny for me Rebecca. This isn't just a couple of girl friends skinny dipping. My face felt warm from more than just the sun. I shook my head and giggled nervously, as I reached back to untie my bikini top. I threw it back towards the chair. Then I took a deep breath, looked around one more time, and yanked down my bikini bottoms. I quickly got in the water to cover myself up. I came back up, slicking back my hair, and Rebecca was giving me a horny look.

"See, doesn't feel nice, Miranda?"

"It really does."

Rebecca, dragged herself up onto the pool deck to sit on the edge a moment, warming in the sun, her naked body on display. I looked up at her, then would try to look away, but my eyes kept being drawn back to her. Her pussy was shaved bare. She had long legs like mine. Her tits were a little bigger than mine. I nervously put my mouth under the water line and moved around trying to not be obvious that I was staring at her, but failing. I did sort of dolphin like dive below the surface, so that my ass was exposed at the surface. When I rolled onto my back, I saw that she was staring at me, then slid into the water.

I moved myself up onto the edge of the pool, enjoying the warm sun, and Rebecca's full attention, as she stared at my nude body. I was feeling light headed. Was I really going to have sex with yet another older woman. It seemed like it. But, her phone started ringing and she quickly hopped out of the pool, grabbing her clothes in one hand and her phone in the other. She waved goodbye to me, while answering her phone. I liked the feeling of just being naked out there, so I swam around and laid out in the sun for a bit totally nude. I looked at one point, and saw her through a glass sliding door, talking on the phone and looking out at me. She smiled, when I made eye contact with her. I took my time, walking slowly towards my lounge chair to get dressed, letting Rebecca enjoy some nice, extended full frontal nudity. It look like she blushed and forced herself to look away, as I got dressed again.

As I left, she briefly excused herself from her call, and muted herself, then gave me a nice hug goodbye and a kiss on the cheek. "You feel free to come over and use the pool anytime you want, Miranda."

I quietly said, "Okay, thanks."

She gave my butt a playful swat and said, "Swimsuit is optional of course," then laughed, as she walked off getting back on her phone call.

I was so fucking horny, I could barely drive, as I moved my legs uncomfortably. I wanted to touch myself so bad, I actually rubbed my hand on my crotch through my shorts. I was going to drive home, and touch myself, but, at the last minute, I made a sharp turn, tires squealing, deciding to swing by Tom's office. I was too embarrassed to go inside and have his coworkers see me, my hair still wet, my white t-shirt clinging to me, because I was not totally dry when I put it on.

I called Tom and when he answered, I was surprised at my own sexy voice, "I'm in your parking lot right now, and I'm horny as fuck..." I giggled embarrassed.

He laughed nervously, "I'm in a meeting, but it ends in 10 mins."

I was so horny I said, "I can't wait that long Tom. I need to be fucked right now."

He laughed at that, "Alright, well let me wrap this up and I'll be right out."

Tom jogged up to the car, where I'd parked it in one of the farthest spaces, hoping for some privacy. He gave me a surprised/quizzical look, as he got in the passenger seat, "Where should we..." I cut off his sentence, passionately kissing him and undoing his belt. He giggled into my mouth a little, as I unzipped his pants and quickly had his hard cock out.

As his dick went into my mouth, he said, "Wow, Miranda, what's go into you?" Then he just made some cute little strained breaths from my sucking. He leaned his seat back a bit, and pushed down his pants and underwear some more. I wasn't sucking for his pleasure though, I just wanted to get his dick nice and hard and wet, then fuck his brains out. I quickly sat upright, blushing and smiling at him, as I unbuttoned and unzipped my denim shorts. I slid them off very quickly and then my bikini bottoms. He said, "Oh, you were swimming..." His sentence was cut off by me straddling him, and kissing him, as I grabbed his dick and guided it into my wet pussy. I moved up and down on it, slowly lubricating his cock with my wetness and taking the whole thing inside me.

His hands were on my bare ass cheeks, then up into my t-shirt, moving all around my body. I stopped kissing him and just gave him a horny look, while riding his cock. He had sort of a shocked/amused look on his face, not quite sure how he got so lucky to have his horny nanny show up for a pussy delivery. I was touching my clit with one hand, sort of masturbating while riding his dick. I leaned to kiss him some more and ended up biting his lip some.

It was a bright sunny day and there was a landscaping crew mowing around the parking area. As I looked around, I was pretty sure at least one of them saw what was happening in this SUV parked here. I was sure he could see that I was bouncing on Tom's dick and I didn't care. He even seemed to keep moving in squares closer and closer to the SUV. "Holy shit, Miranda...fuck..." I was jamming myself down onto his dick aggressively.

I put one hand up on the ceiling of the car, with the other one touching myself, while I moved on his hard dick. He had his hands on my bare hips and lifted up on the shirt to see his dick disappear inside me. I started making loud, high pitched sounds, "yeah...yeah..." I could tell he was trying to hold back from cumming, until I got there too. I orgasmed hard, "fuck...Tom..." and I collapsed forward onto him. He grabbed my hips and thrusted up into me, as I made some high pitched gasp, while I felt his dick twitching inside me, as he filled me up with cum. I continued slowly touching myself, with his dick still in me, enjoying the extra slippery feeling of his cum and his hard twitching cock.

I looked out the window and laughed, "Looks like we have an audience, Tom."

He looked out the window too, "Ha..." The lawn guys were all taking a break and not being subtle about watching the show. I kissed him once more and slid off his lap, reluctantly getting off his dick, some cum leaking out of me. I was quickly putting on my bikini bottoms again, while he pulled up his pants.

"I didn't have time to go to the grocery store today, Tom."

He laughed, "Who gives a fuck. I'll take you and the kids out to dinner wherever you want. Name it."

I blushed and laughed at him in response, "Okay, I'll pick somewhere good."

When he got out of the car, I did too. I was just wearing the t-shirt and my bikini bottoms. I ran over to his side of the car, to give him a hug and kiss goodbye and put on a little show for the lawn guys. I saw that they looked surprised to see that I was just wearing some little bikini bottoms, and probably. surprised how young I was. Tom had to go back into work and I just leaned against the car, watching him leave and waving at him. I saw the lawn guys looked like they gave him a thumbs up and he gave them a sheepish grin and a wave. He turned to see me and I blew a kiss at him, then got in the car to drive home. When I got home, I could feel the creampie leaking out of me, as I went down to my nanny suite.

The morning after Deirdre and I were reunited at the bar, it was Thanksgiving morning, and I woke up in my room, then grinned, remembering that Deirdre was just down the hall, in the guest bedroom, where she often stayed, back when we were 18. I jumped out of bed and ran down the hall, bursting through the door and jumping in bed with her. 

Deirdre woke up and giggled, “What about your mom?” 

“Deirdre, it’s okay we’re married…” 

She giggled some more, “Not in the eyes of the lord…or the state and certainly not your mother.” 

“Maybe we should just elope.” 

Deirdre smiled at that and kissed me, “It has occurred to me.” 

“We could drop out of college, get married and just disappear.” 

She grinned like she was thinking about it, “I kind of love college too though.”

“Me too.” 

We laid there kissing some more, snuggling in her guest bedroom. Deirdre smiled at me and whispered, “That was pretty fun last night.” 

I looked down at the back of my hand, where Deirdre had written the word, “Mine…” as we sat at the bar the night before. We were sitting in a booth with our friends, someone pulled out a marker as something to exchange phone numbers at school. Deirdre got her hands on it and gave me a devilish look, as she wrote it on the back of my hand. 

Deirdre and I got a ride home from the bar to my house, where we quietly snuck in, very carefully making sure my parents did not wake up. We snuck down to the basement and made out on the big sectional couch. I was on her, grinding my hard dick into her, while we were fully clothed and in missionary. We had not had sex with each other in over a year, we had not even seen each other in person in over a year, so it was almost like having sex for the first time again. I ran my hand over top of her small firm tits through her shirt. I felt her hands on my ass, and then up feeling my back and arms, while we kissed for a long time. 

It quickly did not feel like the first time having sex, because our bodies just knew each other. We had been each other’s first and we’d had sex so many times. We just naturally had the same rhythm to our kisses and touching. I started unzipping her pants, and she grabbed my hand, saying, “Let’s not…” with a totally straight face, but then cracking up, “just kidding.” She was referencing one time when we made out in my car, before we’d had sex, and she got nervous that night. Deirdre helped me get her pants off, then I slid my hand in the front of her panties, running my fingers through her little patch of bush, then sliding my middle finger in her slick hole. I felt her hand grab my hard dick through my pants, and then she was unbuttoning and unzipping the fly on my jeans. Her hand went into my underwear and she wrapped her thin fingers around my dick, slowly stroking it, while I fingered her and moved my fingers around her clit. 

Deirdre went down, pulling down my pants, and blew me, and it was different than how she used to do it. Deirdre had always enjoyed giving head and was really good at it, but something…was different. She was using her tongue more while sucking on it and it felt great, but it occurred to me that she learned that on someone else. I was kind of turned on by that and also a little sad, thinking that she definitely sucked some other dude’s dick. I was not naive enough to think that she had not had sex at college, I was quite sure she did and I knew that she dated some guys. Who was I to talk, I’d done a lot of fooling around in and out of relationships and maybe learned a new thing or two myself. It was just a very surprising and visceral thing to notice that she’d learned some things in the more than a year since we were together. As she sucked it, it did sort of turn me on to think that she’d blown other dudes. Deirdre gave me a long blowjob, until I moaned and whimpered and shot cum in her mouth. She made horny little moans, as I spurted cum in her mouth. Then she pulled her lips off, sitting up with a satisfied grin, while she swallowed. 

We traded places, and I quickly had her naked, and on her back, on the sectional sofa. It was risky that my parents would awaken, but in the moment, neither of us gave a fuck. I kissed my way down her stomach, moving closer to her pussy, but teasing her a little longer, licking and kissing her inner thighs. I could feel the heat, and detect the lovely scent of her pussy, as I moved down there. I finally kissed her on the labia and then licked. She had her legs bent at the knee and up, spread for me to get in there, with my fingers and tongue. I had my middle finger inside her, making a hooking motion, while I licked and sucked on her clit. I soon heard the familiar sound of Deirdre’s little whimpers and moans, could feel her get even more slick under my tongue, and she rocked her pelvis up and down with my licks. I stayed down there, getting my cheeks slick, my lips and tongue exhausted, as she had multiple orgasm, her body making erratic movements and her legs writhing around. 

I shoved off my pants and underwear all the way, and moved between her legs. She whimpered out, “Yeah…” as I slipped my dick inside her wet pussy. I made long, slow thrusts in and out of her and we kissed, while I fucked her in missionary. We stopped kissing and just smiled at each other, while fucking slowly. She was pulling me into her with each thrust and moving her legs around. I put one of her legs up on my shoulder and knelt upright, to really bang her and she got a little noisy down there. “Fuck yeah…oh my god…fuck me Sam…” 

I was looking down at her legs spread wide with one of them up on my shoulder, and I could see her patch of dark bush, watch my dick go in and out of her. We kept both making eye contact with each other and smiling, happy to be back together again. I let go of her leg and slipped back down so we could kiss some more, then I was banging her harder and faster, she said, “cum inside me, Sam…” and I shot my load inside her. I enjoyed the extra slippery feeling of her pussy with my cum in it, still thrusting for a bit, until she giggled and said, “Uh…I need to go clean up or we’re going to leave a mess on this couch…” I pulled out and handed her some tissues, so we could avoid the cream pie leaking down onto my parents’ couch. 

We both got cleaned up and dressed. I made sure to wash her pussy off my face, before we went upstairs and pretended we’d just arrived at the house. I went up to the front door and opened and shut it loudly, like we just go home. I went up to my parents’ bedroom, waking up my mom. She always wanted me to wake her up and let her know I was home, when I got home late at night. My mom said, “Oh good, you’re home, Sam.” 

I kissed her cheek goodnight and my mom said, “You smell like beer.” 

I whispered, “Yeah, we were at the bar. Don’t worry, I didn’t drive home.” 

“Okay.” 

I whispered, “Hey mom, Deirdre is here. She’s gonna spend the night.” 

My mom seemed shocked, but happy and she hopped out of bed, grabbing her robe. 

“Mom, you don’t need to get up. I can show her the guest room.” 

My mom shoved me aside, saying, “I want to see Deirdre.” 

We went out into the hall, where Deirdre was standing with a big grin on her face. My mom grabbed her in a hug, “Oh Deirdre. It’ so good to see you.” 

“Thanks Mrs. Smith. I’m sorry we woke you up.” 

“Don’t be silly.” My mom was walking her down the hall to one of the guest rooms, “You will be coming to Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow.” 

Deirdre giggled and said, “Well, yes…um…I’m going to have to steal Sam for a bit to go to my mom’s house, but we can do both.” 

My mom kissed her on the cheek, “Of course. Goodnight. I want to hear all about school in the morning.” 

So, Thanksgiving morning, Deirdre and I got dressed and went downstairs, where my mom was already working on dinner. We sat at the kitchen island, on stools, eating some breakfast, having some coffee, and chatting with my mom. 

My older siblings were there, and surprised to see Deirdre when we came down to the kitchen. My sister came over and gave her a hug in greeting, but gave me a very confused look knowing we broke up a year before, “Happy Thanksgiving, Deirdre?”

“Happy Thanksgiving.” 

“So, are you guys, like?” 

Deirdre and I looked at each other and shrugged. Deirdre spoke, “We’re um…enjoying the moment.” 

My sister said, “Sam, can I talk to you for a minute…in the other room.” 

We went into the other room, where one of my older brothers was watching the Macy’s Parade with my other brother’s kids, my niece and nephew. My sister said,  “Sam, what are you doing?” 

“What?” 

“Sam, you were so heartbroken…it was difficult to even be a spectator. You’re just going to let her do that to you again?” 

“She didn’t do it. We both did it. It was mutual.” 

“Okay, still,”

My brother still had his eyes on the TV, “I can see why you would go back for more.” He had a cheeky grin. 

My sister said, “Oh really, why?” 

“Dude, she’s hot as hell.” My brother gave me a grin and I couldn’t help but grin back at him. 

My sister gave him a look, “You’ re disgusting. She’s like 5 years younger than you.” 

He shrugged, “She’s like 20. Who cares. Hot is hot.” I couldn’t help but giggle at that and left the two of them. 

I took a shower and put on some different clothes, and then we went to Deirdre’s mom’s house for an early Thanksgiving meal. Deirdre’s older brother, Sean, was there, and I felt like he was giving me some looks right from the start. Sean was a punk and very protective of Deirdre, since their parents divorced. Deirdre went to go take a shower, and I was hanging out with Sean and also Deirdre’s mom, while her mom cooked. “Let’s go outside Sam.” He grabbed a couple of beers and we went out in their backyard. He was giving me kind of mean looks, as he lit a smoke. “Want one?” 

“Sure.” I didn’t smoke all the time, but did sometimes. 

Once we both had a beer and a smoke, he pointed his finger into my chest hard, “What the fuck are you doing, Sam?” 

“What?” 

“You guys broke up over a year ago and she was finally seeming okay.” 

I shrugged, “We ran into each other last night and…I dunno…we still love each other.” 

He was shaking his head, “Sam, last time you broke her heart, she called me up at college, and it took about 5 minutes before I could even understand what she was trying to tell me, okay. She was crying and like actually vomiting, while trying to tell me you broke up with her.” 

“Whoa, wait a second, I didn’t break up with her…we broke up. And, by the way, I also fucking cried until I vomited and I lost like 10 pounds while everyone else was gaining weight freshman year of college! If you want to say I broke up with her, then let’s fight about it, right now!” 

“Calm down. Yeah, I guess she said it was mutual.” He was still eyeing me suspiciously. “This seems like a bad idea anyway, Sam. You’re alright, but this is dumb. Honestly, for you too.” 

“You know, Sean. I’ve thought about it a lot obviously, and it was all worth it. I think I was lucky to find Deirdre and lucky to have her as my girl and it was absolutely worth all the heart break. So, if she and I spend this break together and then I have to go cry my eyes out all over again, it was worth it for this weekend.” 

Sean was shaking his head, but grinning, “Alright dude, well, I’m glad you’re here.” He opened another beer and handed it to me, then got one for himself and cheersed me. 

I went home for Thanksgiving break not long after Charlotte dumped me, and on the Wed night before Thanksgiving day, a bunch of us close friends from high school, met up at a small bar, in our local town. I was there, having a beer, talking to some friends from high school. I was talking to one of my best friends, and I saw his eyes go wide in shock, then felt someone grab me in a bear hug from behind. I turned around and it was fucking Deirdre! I grabbed her and she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist holding herself up and hugging me, “oh my god, Sam.” 

“Deirdre! What the hell?” 

We were both teary, and I set her down on a bar stool, but we stayed in the same position, hugging each other tightly, and I could hear her make a few quivering breaths, “fuck…Sam.” 

We loosed our grip on each other slightly, “Deirdre, holy shit, it’s you…” I kissed her teary cheek and said, “I love you,” into her ear. 

“I love you too.” 

I went to move slightly back, but Deirdre wouldn’t let me go, “No, we just stay like this now.” She hugged me tighter and I could feel tears on my cheeks.

I hugged her tighter too, “I didn’t know you were coming home.” I whispered in her ear, “Deirdre what are we doing?” We were broken up and technically speaking, we were also not supposed to have any communication with each other. 

“Can’t we just enjoy this for a bit Sam? Forget about the past and the future, and just enjoy this right now.” 

She was right. It was an amazing night. In a cozy bar, with our old friends. We never stopped touching each other, hugging, kissing, holding hands. She sat in my lap sometimes or leaned on me in a booth with my arm over her shoulder and her arms wrapped around me. I’m not kidding that we even went to the bathroom together, and she had me hold her hand while she peed. That night felt amazing. Our friend, Lisa, smiled at us, as Deirdre and I snuggled across the booth from her, and she said, “I thought you guys were divorced?” She giggled a bit. 

Deirdre kind of looked over her shoulder at me, “We are just separated.” 

It was a joke with our friends, that Deirdre and I were married. We used to call each other husband and wife, sort of joking and sort of not all joking. When we were 18, our high school did senior superlatives and Deirdre and I were voted most likely to get married. So, our senior prank was a full wedding ceremony in the chapel at our private school. Deirdre wore her mom’s wedding dress and I had on some ridiculous suit approximating a tuxedo. It was just like a real wedding in a lot of ways, and Deirdre looked beautiful in her mom’s wedding dress. In an homage to her punk style, she wore black leather boots with the white wedding dress and had on black lipstick and dark eye make up, of course. There are photos in our senior yearbook. We got in a bunch of trouble at school, because it was considered a bit sacrilegious and we were not supposed to be just goofing off in the chapel. We had to steal a key from a teacher’s desk to get in there. 

While it was not a legal wedding, we did have a “honeymoon” and consummated it that afternoon, after school. She even had on sexy white lingerie with a garter belt under that dress. We drove back to my house, my car trailing empty beer cans that our friends attached to it, “Just Married” written on the back, and random people honked and waved at us. 

When she took off her dress, I was shocked at her sexy white lingerie with a bustier, white Lacey underwear, garter belt and stockings. She blushed nervously, even though we’d been naked together many times before. “This is so hot, Deirdre.” 

“I’m glad you like it…hubby,” and she giggled. 

We hugged and kissed, standing there, in her room, my hands migrating down to feel her ass through those underwear. We got on her bed, and made out for a long time, as I admired her body in those sexy underwear. I started trying to figure out how to take off her lingerie, and she giggled at me, and started taking off the garter belt. 

“Can you like take off the panties, but leave on the garter belt, Deirdre?” 

She giggled a little, “Yeah…I guess.” When she was in the garter belt and bustier top, I could see her dark bush between her legs, I was like a kid in a candy shop, admiring her body, while she laid on her back on her bed, running my hands up and down her exposed upper thighs, sometimes grazing her pussy. 

“Oh my god, Deirdre…” I probably had a big goofy grin on my face. I moved down to kiss her near her belly button, then kissing near her pelvic bones, licking her skin some. I kissed her inner thighs some, before moving in to lick her little slit. I pushed her legs back, so I could really lick her. I liked looking up and seeing the garter belt and the bustier covering her little tits. I enjoyed eating her out, moving my tongue on her clit and sucking on it. I slipped a finger inside her and hooked my finger inside her moving it the way she liked, while sucking and licking on her clit. I heard her take some deep breaths and her legs moved upward and out more, then her hands were in my hair. I felt her pussy get more slick with saliva and her own wetness, and I saw her chest rise and fall when I glanced up her body, and heard her whimper, as I sucked on her clit some more. Her hands grasped my hair more forcefully, and I felt her start humping her crotch up and down on my face, with my licking. “Mmmm…Sam…yeah…yeah…yeah…” She moaned and squeezed my face between her thin legs, as she had an intense orgasm, while I kept lapping at her clit. 

I got up off her bed, to take off my clothes, grinning down at her, as she still writhed around a bit, touching herself some. Once I was naked, I came over standing near her face, with my erection and she moved to take it in her mouth. I gently fucked her mouth a bit, getting my dick nice and wet, before I moved between her legs to fuck her in missionary. I made long, slow thrusts at first, while we kissed each other and I moved a hand up cupping her small tit over top of her bustier. I moved down to kiss the top of her small tits, pushed up in that top, while still fucking her slowly. Her pussy was so slick from the oral and my dick slick with her saliva, it was like my dick was melting into her. I began banging her harder and faster, she pulled me in, moving her legs up and wrapping them around me, her hands roaming down my back to my butt. I moved more upright and looked down, pushing back on her thighs, watching my dick go in and out. She looked up at me with a lusty look and moaned, while I fucked her. 

Deirdre must have seen that I would cum soon, and she said in a very breathy voice, “cum inside me…” It was not long after that, I collapsed down more holding myself up by my arms, while I started shooting cum inside her. I bent down to kiss her and she bit my lip some, while I came in her. I laid on her, kissing her and slowly thrusting my dick in her extra slick with my cum. I basically just kept fucking her, until she kind of pushed me off her and rolled me onto my back. She gave me a seductive grin, as she straddled me and guided my hard dick into her wet hole. She smiled down at me and opened and closed her mouth, while riding up and down on my dick. She looked so beautiful in her lingerie and smiling at me, impaling herself on my dick. I had to reach up and touch her firm tits over top of her push up top, while she bounced on my dick. Deirdre sat all the down on it and ground her hips around some while biting her lip and giving me a sexy grin. I had my hands on her exposed hips, while she rocked herself around with me all the way up in her. I eventually thrusted up involuntarily, while grabbing her hips, and shooting another load into her. I looked down between her legs and could see a little cum on my shaft, as it disappeared and reappeared from between her labia. She finally climbed off of me, and I enjoyed seeing her bare ass, as she walked to the bathroom to pee and clean up the cream pie some. 

I gave her a horny grin and I was touching my still hard dick, as she walked back in, “You’re so beautiful, Deirdre.” She got back in bed with me, “How do you take off this top?” 

She giggled and helped me take off her top, so she was just in the garter belt and stockings. I touched her little tits and sucked on them some. I rolled her so I could slip my dick in her from the side, in sort of a scissors position, with my legs wrapped around one of her legs, gripping it so I could thrust into her, kind of pulling myself into her with my legs. Her eyes rolled around some and she gave me some open mouthed grins, while I thrusted in and out of her, holding her free leg across me and moving my hand over her exposed thigh and then touching her clit some. I lasted a very long time since we’d already fucked twice. 

I slid out of her and pulled her into doggy, enjoying the view of her small ass, framed by the garter belt and stockings. I banged her fast and hard, the slapping sounds of our fucking the only sound in the house. She pushed herself back into me, in time to my thrusts. I let go of her hips and just let her do that. She turned to look back at me, giving me a little grin. I gave her ass a little smack and she giggled. I liked the view of my dick going in her and seeing her cute little puckered butthole there between her cheeks. We collapsed into prone and I humped her into the mattress, pushing her up the bed with my thrusts, until I came deep inside her a third time. She kicked her legs up and down and moaned, as I laid on her slowly thrusting and kissing her neck. 

I slipped out of her, and laid on my back next to her, both of us red faced and a little sweaty from it. Deirdre giggled and said, “Well, I think we consummated it.” 

“We consummated the hell out of it.” 

She giggled some more, stroking my chest and looking at me with her big brown eyes, “I love you.” 

“I love you too.” 

We kissed each other, and I ran my hand over the soft skin of her exposed upper back. She got up and took off the garter and stockings, and then we took a shower together. We got dressed in casual clothes, and went to hang out downstairs. 

My mom was out of town, and when my dad came home from work, he looked surprised to see Deirdre there with me. I was not supposed to have her over with no parents at home, but I figured my dad cared less than my mom. I was correct. 

He briefly pulled me aside, “Deirdre is here?”, giving me a suspicious look. 

“Yeah, I forgot mom was not going to be home this afternoon.” He probably knew that was a lie, but didn’t care that much. You would have to be a complete moron to think that Deirdre and I were not having sex with the amount of time we spent together and how affectionate we were with each other all the time. I think my mom chose to believe it was not happening. I think my dad did not care that much or if anything was happy for me. 

My dad came with me, back into the living room, where Deirdre was still sitting on the couch. He was always a little awkward around her, probably still a teenaged boy deep in his brain, seeing a beautiful teenage girl, and she always dressed kind of sexy. I could tell he was uncomfortable around her, knowing he shouldn’t have a crush on her, but his inner 18 year old crushing on her a bit. He kind of nervously said, “Uh…is Deirdre staying for dinner?”, glancing at her and then me. 

Deirdre said, “What are you boys having?” 

My dad said, “I was planning to take Sam out to dinner somewhere, but uh…you could join us.” 

Deirdre had a huge grin, and said, “That sounds fun, going out to dinner with my husband and father in law.” My dad laughed a little at that. Deirdre and I sometimes jokingly referred to each other as husband and wife in front of my parents and they did not care. He did not know about our little fake wedding prank yet, though. 

My dad took us out to dinner at a pretty nice restaurant, and Deirdre and I always joked that my dad was the only guest at our wedding reception. I have a feeling he wouldn’t have picked that place, if it was just me, but chose it since Deirdre was joining us for dinner. 

Once we were dating, Charlotte spent a lot of time at my apartment, because she lived in the freshman girls' dormitory on campus, but I had an apartment on campus. I had my own room, and it was also just nice to have a living room to hang out. My housemates did not care much, because their girlfriends were over a lot too.

I liked to nap on Friday afternoons. It was the only day of the week, that I had the afternoon free, and it was the day after my band would play at a bar, every Thursday night, which always led to a late night. As a science major, I had a lot of lab classes, and my schedule was full the rest of the week. But, Fridays were so nice, with class ending before noon.

Charlotte liked to come join me for my nap, and I liked that too. It was nice to have her snuggle with me, but most times it was more than a nap. There would be some afternoon sex and then a nap. I've always really loved afternoon sex the most. I would rank it, afternoon sex, then morning sex, and lastly night time sex.

So this particular afternoon, I was still awake, having just climbed into bed, when Charlotte let herself into my bedroom. I grinned at her, while slowly stroking my dick. I was already hard in anticipation of her arrival, so I was laying in bed, completely naked under the covers. She saw my obvious hand movement and giggled.

"What are you up to there, Sam?"

"Waiting for you too arrive."

She giggled, as she took off her boots, "It looks like you weren't waiting for me."

"I just started touching it, when I saw you."

Charlotte started moving to get into bed with me, still wearing some black jeans and little black t-shirt that showed off her midsection.

"Stop. You need to strip for me."

Charlotte made an embarrassed giggle and rolled her eyes. She'd been naked with me before, but she was cute, because it always seemed to embarrass her a bit. Charlotte sighed and unzipped her pants, then pushed them down, so she was standing there in some red panties. She started to approach the bed again.

"No, you need to strip for me."

Charlotte turned red so quickly, I always thought that was cute. "Why?"

"So, I can see your hot little naked body."

"Can't I just get naked under the covers?", she asked while taking off her tshirt.

"No, I want you to strip for me."

She reached around back to unclasp her bra, and nervously giggled, "It's weird...you're staring at me."

"That's the whole point. I love watching you get naked."

Charlotte threw aside her bra, then shoved down her panties, so she was totally naked.

"Turn around for me."

She made an embarrassed giggle and then spun around to show me her bare ass too. I started climbing out of bed, with a ridiculous erection.

"What are you doing, Sam?"

I grabbed one of my pillows, and wandered over in front of the full length mirror in my bedroom. I dropped the pillow at my feet, with a side view of myself in the mirror. Her face was bright red.

"I want you to get on your knees, on this nice comfy pillow, and suck my cock."

Charlotte made some more embarrassed giggles, "Why not in bed?"

"I want to watch you in the mirror. I want to see you on your knees, and watch in the mirror."

"Oh my god that's embarrassing," but she moved over in front of me, touching my hard dick some, and glancing at herself in the mirror.

We kissed some, while she touched my penis, then I lightly pushed down on her shoulders, and she giggled, as she got on her knees. I saw her glance nervously at herself in the mirror, then burst out with giggles, while touching my dick. She kept cracking up at the situation so much that she could not suck it.

"Suck it."

"I can't. I keep cracking up."

"You're adorable when you're all embarrassed."

"shut up."

"You love it."

I saw the side view of her on her knees, as she took my dick in her mouth.

"Fuck that's hot, Charlotte," watching her move her head with my dick in her mouth. I could see that she was trying to watch herself a little, then pulled her mouth off and stroked it while shaking her head a little.

"So embarrassing."

She sucked it some more, and had to pull her mouth off laughing again.

"What?"

"Every time I glance in the mirror, you're watching me."

"It's hot."

"It's embarrassing," but then she put it back in her mouth, really sucking it.

I whimpered, "Good girl", as she sucked it a little more aggressively. She pulled her mouth of for a break, and glanced up at me.

She burst out giggling, "Everywhere I look, you're staring at me."

"That's because you're beautiful and you look amazing with my cock in your mouth."

Charlotte looked up at me and licked the underside of the head a few times, acting a little bolder. "Good girl...fuck that feels good." She put it back in her mouth, sucking it for a bit, the only sound in the room, some wet noises from her mouth, and my labored breathing.

"Lick my balls."

She burst out laughing with my dick in her mouth, and had to pull it out. "You're so embarrassing."

"Just lick em a little bit."

Charlotte giggled, but then I watched in the mirror, as she leaned in to lick my balls some. I saw that she turned her head a bit, to see it for herself. She did a little bit, but then went back to sucking and stroking my dick. I shut up and let her just do her thing, with my hands on my hips, sort of pushing my dick out towards her, sometimes watching her in the mirror, and sometimes looking down at her.

I finally whimpered out, "I'm gonna cum soon."

She pulled her mouth off, because she did not like cum in her mouth. She was stroking my dick, but I pushed her hand off, so I could stroke it myself. She sat back on her heels, in a more relaxed kneeling position, watching me stroke it in front of her face.

"I want to cum on your face."

Charlotte laughed at that, "What?!"

"I want to cum all over your pretty face."

"Just don't get it in my eyes or my mouth."

"I'll stay away from your eyes, and you can close your mouth."

I stroked it and I noticed she was touching herself with one hand, biting her lips, watching me stroke my cock. I grabbed her hair and moved my dick right up to her face, tilting her head and I blasted cum on her cheek on one side. She whimpered and moaned, as she cum hit her face. Just a little landed on her lower lip, chin, and most of it on one cheek. I rubbed the cum on her cheek a bit, with my hard dick.

There was some cum on my dickhead and I put it near her mouth, "You want to taste it?"

She snickered, but then put it in her mouth, just sucking off the tiny bit of cum. She made a face like she'd just sucked on a lemon, but did not gag, like she had in the past. She was slowly getting over her aversion to cum. I saw her quickly lick the tiny bit off her lower lip and it caused no reaction.

I said, "They say you have to taste something 10-15 times to like it."

Charlotte burst out giggling while wiping the cum off her face with some tissues I handed her. "Oh, that's convenient for you."

"You love sucking cock." I helped her stand up and then we kissed.

We got in my bed, making out, totally naked. I slid down her body to go down on her, licking her slit. She had a nice little bit of manicure dark brown bush and I liked feeling her soft bush, while licking her pussy. I enjoyed licking her like that, but then moved into a 69, rolling her onto my face, with her legs on either side of me.

"What are you doing, Sam?" she giggled. "I already sucked your dick."

"You don't to do anything to my dick, I just love this view." I had her ass and pussy in my face, and I licked her from below. I licked her pussy for a bit, licking and sucking on her clit from below, then I licked her taint and she giggled and squirmed. I dragged my tongue up over her little puckered asshole and she gasped. "Sam?"

I kept lightly licking there. I said, "What?" with my tongue still sticking out of my mouth against her little butthole.

"You licked my butt." She giggled.

I was still licking her butt. "It's pretty."

She giggled, "god, you're so embarrassing," but she made some little moans, as I rimmed her butthole. I returned to her pussy, and she collapsed down on me, grinding her crotch on my face, while I licked her. She was facing the foot of the bed, and she moved her body down mine, "Where are you going, Charlotte?"

She got a condom from a box at the foot of my bed, giggling as she ripped open the wrapper and then rolled it onto my dick. She moved like she was going to ride me in cowgirl, but I said, "No ride it in reverse cowgirl."

Charlotte was very inexperienced, and it seemed like that position had not occurred to her.

"Like this?" She looked over her shoulder, as she sank herself down onto my dick, with her butt facing me.

"Yeah, be careful of my dick though." She slowly bounced up and down like that, and I saw her satisfied face, as she would sink down on it, looking over her shoulder at me sometimes. She propped herself up on her hands, working herself up and down on my dick. I spread her buttcheeks with my hands, causing her to giggle. I gently touched her butthole, putting just a little pressure on it, while she continued grinding herself on my hard cock, which was somewhat strained in this position. She made some horny moans, "mmmm...Sam...fuck..."

"You've got a nice little butt."

That caused her to giggle, while she rode up and down on my dick, and her pussy squeezed my dick with her giggles. I lightly smacked it, as she continued moving herself up and down on it in reverse cowgirl. She had her torso down, resting her weight on her arms, but moving her pelvis up and down on my cock. She moved completely upright, as I started involuntarily thrusting upward and grabbing her hips. "Oh fuck...Sam..."

I made some grunts, as I started cumming inside the condom. She slowly slipped herself off my dick, and I removed the condom, throwing it in the trash. We each went to the bathroom, then came back to bed, to snuggle up for an actual nap.

When we woke up, Charlotte said, “Sam, my parents are coming to visit me for parents’ weekend, are yours coming?” She seemed a bit nervous, as she said it.

“Nah, I’m the youngest child, they’ve done enough parents’ weekends.” 

“So, you could hang out with my parents and me?” 

“Charlotte…” 

“What?” She grinned at me, pleading with me. 

“Like, we haven’t been dating that long. I’ve gotta meet the parents?” We'd really only been dating for a month or so.

“It’s just that it will be sooo boring with just them and me.”

“What are we talking about? Dinner?” 

“Well, yes, I would like for you to come to dinner with us, but also…they want to take me to brunch.” She seemed nervous about the brunch part.

“Why are you being cagey about brunch?” 

“Okay, they want me to go to church with them and then brunch on Sunday.” 

“Hell no. I don’t do Church. I’ll meet up for brunch afterwards.” 

“But, you can’t just go to church with us? It’s like one hour.” 

“It’s not for me. I went every single week, and more, and I’ve seen it, I don’t like it, I don’t have to go anymore. You know, I love my mom and she is super churchy and I don’t even go with her.” 

“You’re just never going to Church ever again?”

“I would go for like a funeral or a wedding. I’m not going just for shits and giggles.”

“You wouldn’t go for me…to impress my parents?” 

I sighed, “Charlotte, seriously…when was the last time you went to Church? This is so phony. I’m pretty sure we were fucking last Sunday morning, not going to church.” 

“Oh, you’re so hardcore. Oh, look how real I am. You’re a fucking little privileged kid acting all punk rock.” 

“Fine, I’m not pretending to be something I don’t believe in. Your parents think you go every week?” 

“It’s just polite. It’s a nice thing to do. Can’t you do something for someone else?” 

I sighed, “Fine, I’ll think about it.” 

She smiled and kissed me, “Thanks, they are really not that bad. It will be so much better with you there.” She was looking at me, “What do you have to wear to meet my parents?” 

“What do you mean?” 

“Uh…do you have anything…sort of preppy? Maybe some Khaki pants, a dress shirt, tie, and jacket?” 

“Are you real right now? Do you have anything preppy?” 

“I’ll put on something nice for dinner and brunch.” 

“…and church.” 

“So, do you have anything?” 

“No, I really don’t. You've seen how I dress. I actually thought you liked it.”

“I love your style, it's just for my parents. Maybe we could go buy you something?” 

“You know, Charlotte…I went to private school and I wore a tie and jacket every single day from kindergarten to senior year of high school.” 

“Yeah.” 

“And, I had to wear a damn tie and jacket to Church on Sunday too.” 

“So?” 

“So, I’m never wearing a fucking tie and jacket ever again. Six days a week for most of my life was enough.”

“What about when you get a job after college?” 

“I’m not putting on a dress shirt. I’m not putting on a fucking tie one more time. I will take a job that does not involve that.” I was laying there looking at the ceiling, “It just drove me nuts every single Sunday. I had to get up every single day, early to go to school, get cleaned up, put on an uncomfortable shirt, tie, and jacket, even when it was hot out and our school had no air conditioning. Then, you get two days a week off. Two days out of 7! And you have to put on the stupid dress shirt and tie and waste half the day again. I found Sunday to be the most depressing day for as long as I could remember. Not anymore. It’s a great day. Sunday is a fantastic day now.”

“We can’t just get you some khaki pants and a polo? No tie?” 

“You’re just asking me to be someone I’m not. It’s kind of insulting.” 

“But, everyone tries to impress their girlfriend or boyfriend’s parents. It’s polite.” 

I went shopping with Charlotte for some dorky clothes for me to wear to meet her parents. She picked out some khaki pants and polo shirts. “See Sam, no tie. Isn’t it comfortable?” 

“I hate it so much Charlotte. Like, I feel like I’m wearing someone else’s skin right now, but I can do it for you.” 

“You’re so dramatic, Sam.” 

I was drinking some beers with my friends that night, and I got an impish idea. I died my hair green. When it came time to meet Charlotte’s parents, I got dressed in the khakis and the polo shirt. She came to get me at my apartment. 

“For fucks sake, Sam. Do you think this is funny?” 

“A little.” 

“You’re so fucking immature.” 

“I’m immature? It’s immature to care so much about what your parents think about how you dress, when you’re an actual adult.” 

“You couldn’t just look like a normal person for a couple of hours to make my parents happy.”

“You know, my mom is super conservative and she could not stand how I dress or how Deirdre dressed and my mom had to just suck it up and get used to it.” 

“Oh fucking Deirdre! Here we go. Deirdre was so cool. You know, she’s probably fucking some guy as we speak. No, that probably wouldn’t bother you as much as her loving some guy. Right now, she’s looking in some guy’s eyes, saying she loves him and she’s not even thinking about you a little bit. You know what, let’s just break up already.”

I started crying a little at that. 

“What are you crying about Sam?” 

“That was really mean, what you just said. It’s probably true.” 

“Which part?” 

“You know how to hurt me. It was Deirdre saying she loved some guy.”

“Do you know how fucked that is, Sam? I’m your actual girlfriend. I just broke up with you. You’re not crying about that. You’re crying that your ex girlfriend, who you have not seen in person in more than a year, might actually love someone other than you. She’s probably in love with someone else.” 

I pulled off the polo shirt and took off the khaki pants, “Here they are if you want to return them, then.” 

“Fuck you!” Charlotte stormed out of my apartment, shouting, “Asshole!”, and I slowly walked out to the living room, where my housemate, Jason, was hanging out with his girlfriend, Jodi. I sat down on the couch in just my boxers, “I guess I kind of deserved that.” 

We were at band practice, practicing TSOL, “Superficial Love”, trying to get some slightly faster harder stuff in our playlist. Our bass player, Matt, said, “None of the girls are going to like this.” 

I replied, “That’s not true. Besides, do we only perform to attract the ladies?” 

“Is that a rhetorical question? We sure aren’t doing it for the money.” 

Right around then, Jodi and Charlotte showed up, and they had some subs they bought us for lunch. 

I said, “Hey, girls, we need you to settle something. Come on guys let’s do it again.” We played it again and those two jumped and kind of slam danced around. When we finished I said, “See some girls like it.” 

“These two girls aren’t normal though.” 

Jodi laughed, “Thank you.” 

Charlotte said, “That sounded great.” 

Matt said, “Well, not to mention, Chuck, the owner of the bar we’re playing this week, was so pissed the last time, we played a song with the word ‘fuck’ in it.” 

We put down our instruments to eat a little lunch, and I came over to greet Charlotte with a hug and a kiss, “Thanks for bringing these sandwiches. I didn’t expect that.” 

“Jodi said you guys sometimes forget to eat lunch when you are practicing, so we decided to get you some.”

“Well, you guys are awesome girlfriends.”

“Oh yeah, I’m your girlfriend?” 

“It sure seems like it.” 

“It does.” 

I pulled her away from the rest of the band, and into the kitchen, talking quietly, “Hey…um, you know that the day you met me, my ex and I just broke contact with each other.” 

“Yeah, I know. You were very upset about it.” 

“Okay, so I just don’t know that I’m ready for any kind of serious relationship.” 

Charlotte smirked, “You think that because you were the first guy who fucked me, I want to marry you now?” 

I awkwardly said, “I don’t know, maybe not marry, but I was worried…” 

She cut me off, laughing, “You think you’re that good?” 

I gave her a shocked, open mouthed expression, then stammered, “Well…you seemed to enjoy it…” 

Charlotte was laughing, “I’m just kidding. It was great, but I had to knock your ego down a peg or two. So, what do you think it means to call me your girlfriend, then?” 

“Uh…that we are exclusive with each other.” 

“That sounds good. So, what would you call a serious relationship?”  

“I’m just saying, I have a specific hang up with the L word. Maybe I’m crazy or something, but I just have not been able to say it…since Deirdre. I’m just warning you, because it has caused problems before.” 

“It’s just a word. As long as you treat me right, I don’t care about a word.” 

I was grinning, looking at Charlotte, as she was wearing this little black short skirt, a cropped black t-shirt, some black leather boots that came above her ankles and some black socks. “I love it when you wear this outfit.” 

She looked around bashfully, “It’s just kind of comfortable.” 

“It’s hot though.” 

I had my hands on her hips, looking down her body, and I could feel her underwear a little through the thin t-shirt material of this short skit. My hands wandered to her ass a little, feeling the outline of her panties through the skirt. We kissed some. 

One of my bandmates yelled, “Sam, eat lunch, so we can get back to practice!”

I hugged her in tight and whispered in her ear, “I wish we were back in my bed, instead.” 

She blushed a little, “I wished you were there this morning…” 

“Oh yeah? Were you horny this morning?” 

Charlotte giggled and looked away from me, “Maybe a little.” 

“Did you touch yourself in my bed?” 

She was bright red and looking away from me, hiding her face. 

“It’s okay. It seems like you did.” 

She just giggled. 

Charlotte and I went giggling into a bathroom, in this house that some of my bandmates rented. We started aggressively making out with each other. One of my hands wandered up to touch one of her tits through her little top, then down over her ass, pulling up on her short, loose skirt, so I could grab handful of her ass. My dick was hard and I humped it against her. I moved my hand to the front, rubbing my fingers over her pussy, through her panties. I could feel the outline of her labia through her black panties and she made a small whimper, as I touched her. I slid my hand into her underwear and down through her little bit of bush, finding her warm, wet pussy. 

Her hand moved between us and she was gently squeezing and rubbing my hard dick through my pants. She stopped kissing me, and was fiddling with my fly, unbuttoning and unzipping my pants, then shoving them down. She looked at me, nervously, as she exposed my hard cock, and stroked it. She looked down at it, then glanced at me, looking a little embarrassed. “You want to put it in your mouth?” I rubbed my thumb over her full lower lip. 

Charlotte made an embarrassed laugh that was just like a little air out of her nose. She very quietly whispered, “Yeah.” She made some nervous giggles, as she sank down to her knees. Charlotte seemed to be trying to hide her face carefully while she put just the head of my dick in her mouth, sucking me, but not going very deep. 

“Charlotte…” 

She pulled her mouth off, stroking it, not looking up at me, “What?” 

“I want to see your beautiful face while you suck my dick.” 

She made a very embarrassed giggle. She was stroking my dick, still not looking up at me. It was back in her mouth for a second, but she did not look at me. 

“I want to see you do it.” 

There was another nervous laugh, then she looked up at me finally, her face bright red, her eyes worried. She put the head of my dick in her mouth, and I enjoyed watching it go in between her nice lips. She immediately looked down again, so I only saw it briefly. My dick was out of her mouth again, and she was stroking it. She made some more nervous giggles, a little shocked with herself, that she had done that. 

“Let me see your face.” I gently touched her chin, to try to get her to look up.

She looked up at me, while just stroking my dick, biting her lower lip a little. 

“I want to see it go in your beautiful mouth, again.” 

She looked away bashfully, and snickered some, then gave me a worried expression, as she put it in her mouth again. I was looking down to see just the head of my dick in between her lips, her mouth stretched open, as she moved her head on my dick. She pulled her mouth off and looked away again. 

“I want to see you lick it.” 

That cause her to burst into nervous giggles, while she stroked my dick. 

“Can you do that for me? I want to see you lick it.” 

Charlotte looked up at me with her big brown, worried eyes, then she leaned in and licked the head, then quickly looked down again. I felt her lick it again, but she was hiding her face. 

“There’s no need to be embarrassed. You’re a good little cocksucker.” 

Charlotte giggled at that. 

“How deep do you think you can go?” 

That made her laugh out loud. She quietly whispered, “I don’t know. Not very.” 

“Why don’t you show me?” 

She looked up at me again, with her worried expression, then put it in her mouth, going deeper than she had before, still not that deep. She went past the head and onto the shaft some, then pulled her mouth off, gagging slightly. She laughed, embarrassed that she had gagged. 

“That was pretty good.” 

She held her fingers at the point, where her lips stopped. “I made it this far.” She wagged my dick around some. She seemed to shrug and gather some courage, then tried again, going just a little further, pulling her mouth off, gagging slightly and then laughing. 

“Good girl.” 

She looked up at me with a glimmer in her eyes, at that. She bobbed her head on my dick, going about as deep as that each time, until it made her gag slightly again. 

“Very good girl.” 

She giggled, “I gag when I brush my tongue with my toothbrush,” and she giggled. 

She used her hand and her mouth on my dick, looking up at me briefly, without me asking her to, “You like sucking my cock?” 

Charlotte made an embarrassed laugh through her nose. “You’re so embarrassing…” 

 “Do you like it? Look at me.” 

She looked up at me nervously, and said, “Yeah…” She stroked it, then it was back in her mouth. 

“You don’t like cum in your mouth though, do you?” 

Charlotte giggled a little, “No…I’m scared…” 

“I won’t cum in your mouth, then.” 

She giggled a bit, and sucked my dick some more, while not looking at me.  

“I’ll cum on your tits instead.” 

That caused her to give a nervous snort laughing, while she looked away from me, and stroked my dick. “You’re so embarrassing, Sam.” 

“Take off your shirt.” 

She snickered a bit, but pulled off her t-shirt. She looked up at me nervously. 

“You should take off that cute black bra, if you don’t want cum on it.” 

Charlotte sighed, and reached back to unclasp her bra, then revealed her little tits to me. I reached down to touch one, while she still stroked my dick. “You have such nice little tits.” 

That cause another embarrassed laugh. 

I leaned back, “I want you to suck it. I’ll warn you when I’m gonna cum. Then, I’m gonna cum all over those little tits.”

Charlotte laughed and shook her head, “So embarrassing….” 

“I bet your pussy is soaked right now.” 

“Sam?!” 

“You love sucking it. You act shy, but you love it.” 

“Shut up.” She put it back in her mouth, sucking it more aggressively than she had before. 

“Look at me.” 

Charlotte stopped and licked her lips, shook her head and put it back in her mouth. “Good girl.” That caused her to laugh, pulling her mouth off. “No, don’t stop.” It went back in her mouth and she looked up at me, while sucking it. “Good girl.” This time she did not laugh, she just kept sucking it. 

“I’m going to cum really soon, Charlotte.” 

She pulled my dick out of her mouth and moved herself close, so that my dick brushed her tits, as she stroked me. She looked up at me, while stroking it near her bare chest. She kept opening her mouth a little, then biting her lips, looking up at my face, then down at my hard cock. She made a horny moan, as I started shooting thick white cum on her little chest. “Oh my god, Sam…” She slowly milked it out onto her chest, rubbing my dick over her nipples, spreading the cum around. 

She was still looking up at me, and stroking my dick, with a big smile on her face. There was just a little cum still on the head of my dick. “Have you ever tasted cum?” 

She looked away from me, “No.” 

“You want to have a little taste?” 

She snickered nervously, and looked away from me. I reached down and moved her hand off my dick, holding it myself. “Why don’t you just clean off the head there? It’s not very much.” 

“Sam?!” She was looking up at me with her worried expression. 

“It’s like a couple of drops of cum.” 

She whispered, “But, what does it taste like?” 

“There’s only one way to find out.” 

I was holding my boner in front of her face, just a little white cum at the tip. She quickly put the head in her mouth, then slurped her mouth off, dramatically stood spitting in the sink, and drank some water straight from the faucet to wash her mouth out. I stood laughing, “You’re being pretty dramatic about it.” 

She was laughing, “Shut up.” She grabbed some tissues and was wiping the cum off her chest, while looking in the mirror. 

“Did you even taste it?” 

Charlotte was giggling, “Not really. I was just all in my head.” 

Once she had the cum off her chest, she turned and leaned her butt on the sink counter, while I moved in to kiss her and touch her bare chest some. I moved down to my knees and lifted her skirt, touching her panties over her crotch, “Hmmm…feels moist here.” 

Charlotte giggled down at me. 

I moved aside the crotch of her underwear, so I could lick her. I could feel how slippery wet she was already. I looked up at her and licked her clit. I slipped a couple of fingers inside her, while licking her. Her body made some halting movements. She grabbed my head to steady herself and to keep my tongue where she wanted it. I paused my licking, just fingering her with two fingers, hooking them inside her. “I wish I had a condom. I’d fuck this little pussy.” 

That caused her to giggle some. I went back to licking her, more aggressively licking and sucking on her clit. She whimpered, “You’ll have to get more condoms…and keep them on you.” 

I paused my licking, “I’d bend you over this sink.” Then went back to licking. 

“Oh fuck…Sam…” She was pulling my hair a little, while I kept on licking in that same rhythmic and pressure she seemed to like.

“Sam…you could fuck me..” 

“I don’t have a condom.” 

“It’s okay right now…you should still pull out.”

I quickly stood up and slipped my dick right in her, lifting her up onto the bathroom counter a little, as I thrusted into her. We kissed aggressively, while I thrusted in and out with the crotch of her underwear just pulled aside to let me past. It was a hard fast fuck. She had her arms around my neck and I was grabbing her by the ass, while I fucked her. 

I pulled out, and yanked her to turn her around and bent her over the sink, her hands on the counter, holding her up. I pulled up her skirt and yanked aside the back of her panties, so I could bang her from behind. We could see each other’s faces in the mirror, as I fucked her hard and fast from behind. I could see her bare chest in the mirror, while I banged her from behind. She was backing herself into me, in time with my thrusting, and I held onto her hips, pulling her into me. I looked down to see her panties yanked to the side, exposing her pussy, so I could watch as my dick disappeared into her. I enjoyed looking up at her facial expressions, sometimes biting her lips, sometimes grunting with her mouth open, having an almost worried look on her face, and then sometimes smiling at me. I felt like I was going to cum, so I pulled out and shot a load on her exposed ass cheek, while she rocked back and forth a bit, “oh fuck…Sam…” I grabbed some tissues to wipe it off her ass, and then we stood hugging and kissing for a bit, before getting cleaned up and dressed. 

When we got downstairs, the band was already starting to play again, and they were irritated with me. “Dude, you missed lunch. We’re ready to get going again.” I just grabbed a sandwich, and ate it while we were practicing. 

I said, “Are we playing ‘Superficial Love’ again? I was grinning over at Matt, trying to push his buttons since he was already pissed off at me. 

“Fuck you, Sam” and he flicked his lit cigarette at me. 

 I just giggled, “Hey, hey…no potty mouth. We have to clean it up for Chuck’s precious ears.” 

“Just pick a different song, you dick,” but he was cracking up a bit. 

Let’s do that new song,  “When I Come Around,” Green Day. It’s getting enough play, that people will like it.” I looked back at Jason, "And there’s no offensive words, so it should make it through Matt and the censorship committee.” 

Matt threw a mostly empty beer can at me, as I started the guitar part for that one. 

I was a little unsettled by the fact that Charlotte was a virgin prior to that fuck. It felt like a big step, and I was worried that she would now really expect a serious relationship, something I was not sure I was ready for. We were still laying in bed, snuggling some.

“I’m sorry, why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” 

“Why are you sorry? I wanted to do it.” 

“But still…like, we just randomly have sex one afternoon?” 

“I had a great time.” She giggled. “What would you have done differently if I told you?“ 

“I don’t know. Maybe I wouldn’t have done it.” 

“Well then I’m glad I didn’t tell you.” 

“Like, didn’t you want it to be with some long term boyfriend or something? Why me?”

Charlotte giggled and shrugged, “I was in the mood.”

I chuckled in shock, “Man, I cannot believe that just happened. Was it okay for you?” 

“Yeah, it was awesome.” 

“You weren’t like holding out for marriage or something?” I was still so perplexed as to why she did it with me. 

“No…” 

I was laying there, musing over it, still a bit in shock that she let me be the first guy to have sex with her. Just on a random Friday afternoon, when we really were not exactly dating. 

I said, “That wasn’t your first blowjob?” 

She laughed out loud, “Was it that bad?” 

“No, it was actually great. I loved it. You just seemed…nervous.” 

“It was not my first blowjob.” She giggled, “Of course I was nervous. I don’t just go around sucking dicks.”

As we laid there, I rolled over to snuggle with her, running my hand up and down her mostly naked body, as she was just wearing her top with no bra under it. 

She snickered a little nervously and looked at me with her face kind of red with embarrassment, “That was…um…the first time anyone has gone down on me…” More nervous snickering. 

I lifted up on her cropped t-shirt and she looked nervous, helping me get it all the way off so that she was completely naked, her chest rising and falling with nerves. I ran my hand over her fairly flat chest, then down her thin body, down to her pelvic area, but not quite touching her pussy. I ran my fingers in her little patch of manicured bush and lightly pulled on it. She was just looking at me. 

“Did you like it?” I rolled to suck on one of her nipples, before she answered that. 

“Um…I loved it…it was kind of embarrassing, but then…you made me cum hard.” 

I started kissing my way down her abdomen, my mouth drawn to her crotch. “I love doing that. I can’t believe no one did that to you before.” I was kissing very close to her pussy now. She made a little gasp, as I made a quick lick on her slit. I made some horny noises, as I licked at her pussy. She was already swollen and wet from the earlier sex, and it really did not take me long to get her going again. Her legs moved around some and she giggled at her own little high pitched noise, as I licked and sucked on her clit. I briefly looked up her naked body, enjoying see her in this grey Fall afternoon light coming in my bedroom window. I slipped two fingers inside her while still licking around her clit. Her head thrashed back and forth a little. She whimpered and moaned and grabbed at the bed sheets. Her hands moved to my hair and her pelvis was thrusting up and down in time with my licking. “Oh Sam…oh my god…” She had a few of orgasms, while I stayed down there for a long time, enjoying her pussy and the involuntary reactions her body was making. 

I made my way back up her body, and kissed her with my wet, swollen lips. My dick was rock hard and grazed her bare skin. I felt her hand grip it, while we kissed. She looked at me nervously, “Do you have another condom?” 

I grinned at her, “Yes…” I moved to grab one from the foot of the bed, and rolled it on my dick. I moved into missionary with her and I just started out very slow and gentle. We kissed, while I thrusted in and out of her. I could not help it and I thrusted in hard a couple of times and she took a breath and said, “yeah…” 

I did a couple more hard thrusts, watching her reaction, and she furrowed her brow and nodded yes like she wanted me to do more of that. I pinned her arms above her head and fucked her harder and faster. I panted out, “You like that?” 

“Yeah…yeah…yeah…” each yeah reaching a higher pitch, as I fucked her fast and hard. Since I’d already cum twice that afternoon, I was slightly hungover, and I was wearing a condom, I lasted a pretty long time. Charlotte whimpered,  “Holyfuckingshit…yeah…yeah…oh my god…” The oh my god came out like a growl. I finally came, and carefully pulled out, removed the condom and put it in the trash. 

After we fucked the second time, she borrowed my robe, and went out to the bathroom, then came back and snuggled with me. I’ll be honest, I was really worried about this. I liked Charlotte a lot and certainly we were sort of dating, definitely on our way to actually dating, but…I didn’t have a good track record of staying with girls very long after Deirdre, and I was a bit worried she would expect more than I could give. 

Charlotte came back into the room, with a glimmer in her eyes and nervously giggled, before dropping the robe and climbing back into bed with me, totally naked. She rolled to snuggle and kiss me some, then very quietly said, “That was amazing…” with a happy look on her face. 

“That was awesome, Charlotte.” 

We took a shower together, and then hung out, watching some TV and chatting with my housemates. She leaned into me, and I had my arm over her shoulders, she kept turning her head to grin at me and she kissed my cheek a few times. Yep, I guess she was my girlfriend now. It was a Friday evening, so we were all having a few beers, sitting around the apartment while making plans for the night. Charlotte’s friend, Jodi, who was also my housemate Jason’s girlfriend, came over, too. She smiled, when she saw Charlotte snuggled up to me on the couch. 

Charlotte stood up with a wide eyed, excited look on her face, and grabbed Jodi by the elbow, “Come talk to me for a minute,” and then they disappeared into my bedroom. I heard some loud shocked noises from Jodi and some giggling, then the girls reappeared. Charlotte plopped down next to me again, giving me a guilty grin. Jodi sat down next to Jason and kissed him. 

We went out to the little strip of bars that would allow underage patrons in this little preppy college town. Our little group never had trouble getting in, because it seemed like the bouncers and bartenders liked us more alt sort of college kids better than the standard preppy guys and girls. Some of the bouncers seemed like they were more like us and we became friends with them. It didn’t hurt that my band played at some of these bars too, so I could easily get in, and any girl with me. Sometimes we got to skip the line, when there was one. Didn’t hurt that Charlotte and Jodi were both hot girls. 

That evening, Charlotte and I were definitely more affectionate with each other, than we had been previously. Holding hands all the time, she was always either sitting in my lap or leaning on me. She slept at my place that night and we snuggled up all night, but did not have sex, since we’d done so much that afternoon and we were pretty tired. 

I left her still laying in my bed, while I went off to band practice, which is what I did every Saturday, kind of early in the morning. She woke up, but I kissed her forehead and said, “You can stay in bed, if you want.” She just smiled with her eyes closed and snuggled herself into my bed more, wearing one of my t-shirts. It was kind of funny, I left Charlotte in my bed, and Jason left Jodi in his bed, then we walked together, to the house where we practiced. 

Jason grinned over at me, “So, Charlotte stayed over last night?” 

“Yeah, I guess I’d say we’re dating now.” 

“Cool, she’s pretty hot.” 

“Yeah…I have to tell you something, and you have to swear to never tell a single soul.” 

Jason got serious, “Of course, man. I got your back.”

“Okay…Charlotte and I did the deed yesterday…” 

He grinned and punched my shoulder, “Nice.” 

“Yeah, but here’s the big secret, man. She was a virgin. She did not tell me until afterwards.” 

“Oh shit, dude. I would have never guessed she was a virgin.” 

“Yeah, I’m a little freaked out about it.” 

He joked, “So you were the best she ever had,” and he burst out laughing, as we walked.

“You’re joking, but that’s kind of what scares me. Do you think she’ll be all attached to me, now? I mean, I want to date her, but I just…what if she wants to get all serious now?” 

“Do you think that’s why you’re hung up on Deirdre? Because she was your first?” 

“I’ve thought about that and I really don’t think that is it. I have had sex with a number of girls since Deirdre and some of them have been outstanding…” 

He interrupted me, “cough…cough…Chloe?” 

I laughed out loud “You know, Chloe gets a lot of points for enthusiasm…” we both giggled at that. “Actually, you’re kind of making my point here. Chloe was fucking amazing in bed, but I didn’t love her. Anyway, there’s something else there with Deirdre. Something I have not found with anyone else. If it was just that she had sex with me, I feel like I would be over her by now.” 

Jason said, ‘That’s fair. I really don’t have any special affinity for the first girl I fucked.” He looked like he was thinking about it, then shrugged,  “Maybe it’s the same for Charlotte. You’re just the first guy she fucked. Might not be a bid deal.” We kept walking and he shook his head, “I can’t believe that she didn’t tell you…and you guys just randomly fucked yesterday?” 

“I know! Typically, if some girl invited herself back to my bed for a nap, then initiated a blowjob out of nowhere, I would not expect that I was dealing with a virgin. She and I had only kissed a couple of times. I honestly thought she was coming over just to snuggle and nap.” 

“She initiated a blowjob?” 

“Yes. I thought we were about to nap, but then she comes into my room in her panties and shirt, climbed into bed with me and asked me what I wanted. I didn’t even answer her, but she started sucking my dick.” 

“That’s hot, man.” 

“It was actually. She seemed so nervous, but like she wanted to please me or something. Kind of a cute blowjob.” 

He laughed out loud, “Cute blowjob.” 

“I don’t know how else to describe it. It was nice. Kind of submissive maybe.” 

“Hmmm…interesting…” 

“On a less horny note…have you ever been in love?” 

“Psssshhhh…I don’t know.” 

“Have you ever told a girl you loved them?” 

“Yes, a few, and I guess I kind of thought I meant it. You know, you date a girl for a couple of months and you say you love each other.” He shrugged. 

“Not me.”

“I feel like you’re overthinking this.” 

“But like…it has no meaning, if you just say it to everyone.”

“Can we go back to talking about blowjobs? This is a lame conversation.” 

I laughed out loud, “Okay, thank you for humoring me for a minute.” 

“So, Chloe…I know she sucked your dick all the time.” 

I burst out laughing, “How do you know?” 

“She fucking told everyone! She was proud of it. One time, she sucked your dick in the bathroom at a party and the reason I know, is because she came up to me and my girl, all pleased with herself and told us all about it.  Like, seriously how good was she?” 

“Okay…she was really good. No gag reflex that I could discern.” 

“Good lord…” 

I giggled, “She seemed to actually enjoy swallowing.” 

“Fuck me.” 

“She loved it so much, sometimes she just wanted to blow me while she masturbated, instead of fucking.” 

“And you broke up with her?” 

“Well, she broke up with me.” 

“You couldn’t just say, ‘I love you’?” 

I was laughing, “No, I have some morals, I guess. Anyway, one time she just like sucked me off and then she did it again right away. I mean that girl loved a load of cum. Sometimes she just wanted me to jerk off in her mouth to finish it.” 

“I think I love her.” 

I was laughing, “She was really nice.” 

“Oh, she sounds nice.” 

We were both giggling, “She was kind of high maintenance and I don’t know…I just didn’t love her.” 

“Dude, I now understand why you put up with that high maintenance stuff, as long as you did.” 

We were quiet a minute, then I said, “I never had to ask her to blow me…she just wanted to do it all the time.” 

“Alright, I’m starting to hate you now.” 

“One time, we fucked so many times in a row…I mean we spent almost 24 hours just fucking, taking a break, back to fucking…do some oral...eat some food….more fucking…eventually, I couldn’t get all the way hard again…and she just sucked it. Like she just stayed down there licking, and sucking and playing with it until she got the last drop out of my body.” 

“Fucking hell, dude.” He grinned at me and shook his head, “You couldn’t just say ‘I love you’?”

“That shows how much I love Deirdre, I guess.” 

We finally made it to practice, and all the other guys were wondering what we were giggling about. 

I checked my mailbox one day, on the way back from class, and there was a letter from Deirdre, responding to my last letter to her. 

Dear Sam,

I was so embarrassed getting totally naked with you and letting you eat me out, but then I loved it. I like to think about all of our times together. I feel like I could still remember every single time we had sex. But, I really like to think about this one time, when we were 18, and I rode your dick in the back of your car, after school. I was in my skirt and I took off my underwear and rode your hard cock. We kissed a lot and hugged and it was just cozy, because it was cold and rainy outside, but warm in your lap. We just fucked twice in a row. Like you stayed inside me and I realized you were still hard and we started it again. You kept putting your hands up in my skirt and they were on my bare butt. I had a crazy creampie leaking out of me, when you dropped me off at home. I just had to stop writing and touch myself again to that memory.

I am doing great in school too. I have some good friends that like to go to local punk shows sometimes, so that is fun.

I love you forever,

Deirdre

I had to masturbate after reading that, because I remembered exactly which time she was talking about, but I was also extra horny realizing that she also got horny from those memories. I wrote her back, after I was done masturbating, but I guess I was feeling more sappy than horny, after busting my nut. 

Dear Deirdre,

You're lucky. This little preppy town does not know that punk rock exists. My band sometimes throws in some punk stuff, and that's probably the only punk music in this town. I had a mohawk earlier this year. I think you would have liked it. It was a pain in the ass though, so I shaved it off.

As much as I like to think about all the sex we had, I sometimes just think about the first time we kissed. I was pretty much content with the world at that moment.

I love you forever,

Sam

She wrote me a letter back soon after that, and I was excited to open it, not sure if she wrote something horny or something sweet. I laid on my bed and read it. 

Dear Sam,

These letters are breaking my heart. I'm sorry I did this to us. I wish I had picked a school closer to you, but I got such a good scholarship. This hurts too much. I don't think we should keep sending these letters. I'm sorry that I started this again. Please let's not do this again. I don't want you to write back to this, but you will always be in my heart.

I love you forever,

Deirdre

I sat there reading that and obviously laid on my bed crying for a bit. Fucking hell. My band played that night, at a party, and I was in a pretty bad mood. I was just being quiet and drinking between sets. A couple of kind of sort of goth/alt girls came up to me, at one point. They were brand new freshman, so I had not met them yet.

The one girl really kind of reminded me a Deirdre a bit. She did not look that much like her, just similar style. She had dark hair like her, and was wearing black lipstick like Deirdre sometimes did. She was wearing all black, with a black top, that exposed her flat stomach, and a long loose, black skirt that came down to her ankles, which were covered by dark, black boots. Her body was kind of similar, but a bit taller than Deirdre. 

They walked up to me and the girl that reminded me of Deirdre said, "Hey...uh...you guys sound really good. I liked the Cure and Smiths songs."

I barely even looked at her, "Thanks," and I sipped my beer, still stinging from the letter from Deirdre.

"My name is Charlotte."

I sipped my beer and barely looked at her, "I'm Sam."

The other girl said, "I'm Jodi."

I gave a lackluster, "Hey."

Charlotte said, "so...uh, is there a good punk or alternative scene here?"

"No."

"Is that because you are so friendly?" She was grinning up at me and I could not help but smile a little.

We talked some, but I think I was still a bit sullen and withdrawn. Charlotte had slowly moved closer to me, until she was almost hugging me from the side, and at the end of the night, she said, "Well, it turns out I like gloomy punk boys."

"Yeah, where will you find one?" I smiled at her slightly and sipped my beer.

"I wish there was somewhere we could keep hanging out and party a little?" She looked at me, expectantly. I mentally shrugged and invited them back to our apartment. 

There ended up being 3 girls and 3 guys back at my apartment, and we sat on the floor, playing some drinking games. Charlotte said, "Let's play truth or dare."

This girl, Kristin said, "What are we in 8th grade?"

"Not like that."

Charlotte looked at me and said, "Sam you go first."

"Fine, truth."

Jodi said, "Boring."

"Why are you so sullen this evening?"

"Maybe this is just how I am?"

"Then, why are you like this?"

My friend, Jason said, "Oh, I can answer for him. He has been tragically torn from the love of his life and he can't get over it."

Charlotte leaned in to me and looked up at me, "Awww."

It started out pretty tame. Charlotte was dared to kiss me, which was nice. Jodi kissed Jason. The other couple kissed. It was Jodi’s turn, and she chose dare.

Jason said, "Show us your tits."

She quickly reached up in the back of her shirt to unclasp her bra, then lifted her shirt and bra, exposing her nice tits to us. I was pretty stunned how quickly it happened and I enjoyed seeing them, getting a bit hard from it. As hot as that was, it was not what I needed at that moment, and I got up off the floor, "Guys, I'm kind of tapped out. I think I'm going to go to bed."

Jason was shaking his head, 'no' at me, "Sam, come on, we're just starting to have fun.” He was pleading with me with his eyes to not ruin the fun. 

"Sorry, I just kind of want to go to bed. Nice to meet you guys."

I went off to bed in my room, and not long after, there was a light tapping and the door opened, a little light pouring in. It was Charlotte and she quietly said, "Hello, Sam?"

"Hey."

She closed the door behind her and tip toed across the room to the side of my bed, "Hey, Sam."

I was breathing hard. Charlotte was hot, but I really was just not in a good mood and I was trying not to hook up with her.

"Can I join you?"

"Charlotte, I um...I was kind of serious about wanting to go to sleep."

"You seem wide awake. Can we just lay here and talk for a bit?"

"Can you keep your hands to yourself?"

She giggled, "Yes, let's just talk.”

I patted my bed, inviting her in, and she laid down next to me. I laid there looking up at the glow in the dark stars I had on my ceiling, "What do you want to talk about?"

"What happened with this girl?"

I tried to give her an abbreviated version and just indicated that we had cut off the letters without describing what was in them. "So, anyway, this just happened today and I have like a massive headache from it." I was kind of out of tears and left with just a headache. 

Charlotte climbed on top of me, straddling me. "What are you doing Charlotte?" 

She reached down and was rubbing my temples on each side of my head, "This will help your headache." 

"Thanks. That is kind of helping." 

She grabbed my hand and squeezed the area between my thumb and forefinger, “How is that, Sam?” 

“Wow, why does that work?” 

“I don’t know, but it does.” She did on my other hand too. “Sam, it’s really late, do you mind if I sleep here? I promise, I'll be good."

"Fine."

I woke up with Charlotte snuggled up to me, still fully clothed, but under my covers with me. I fell back asleep, then awoke, when she climbed out of bed and she was putting her boots back on. She smiled down at me, "Thanks for letting me sleep over, Sam." She bent down and kissed my forehead. That felt nice. I was disappointed to see her leave, but did not stop her. I enjoyed snuggling with her, talking with her. That was almost worse than my desire to fuck her. This was probably a bad idea, while I was basically right back to ground zero in terms of getting over Deirdre. 

I was sitting out in this beautiful quad on campus a few days later, just sitting on a stone wall between classes, when Charlotte walked up to me. She was dressed all in black, as seemed to the usual for her. She was wearing a tiny black mini skirt made of sort of t-shirt material, a cropped black shirt that showed off a sliver of her flat stomach around her belly button, and then her long pale legs were exposed down to some boots that came up over her ankles with some high black socks. It looked exactly like something Deirdre would wear and I could not help, but smile, as she walked up to me. 

“Hi Sam.” 

“Hi Charlotte.” 

Charlotte sat herself down very close to me on the stone wall and it seemed like she gave me a flirty grin. “You don’t look that sullen today, Sam.” 

“Sorry, I know you like that.” I grinned at her and she playfully bumped herself into me, smiling at me some. 

“What’s cheering you up today?” 

I gave her a flirty grin and said, “Seeing pretty girls on a nice Fall day,” and I kind of looked her up and down. She bit her lip a little, giving me a flirty look back.

Charlotte had a way of showing up around me. Her friend, Jodi, was hooking up with or maybe dating my friend, Jason. Jason and I were hanging out in our apartment one day, just watching some movies that were playing on cable TV. We left the door to our apartment open most of the time, so people could just walk in. Jodi and Charlotte just walked in, lightly knocking on the door, as they did. Jodi plopped herself down next to Jason, and Charlotte came over and plopped herself down next to me. 

Jason and Jodi got cozy pretty quickly, since they’d already had a physical relationship, but Charlotte and I were not like that yet. As we watched the movie, we were all talking, because it was a movie we’d all seen, and I noticed Charlotte leaned into me more and more until I pretty much had to put my arm over her shoulders or it would be uncomfortable. She turned to smile up at me, as I did, looking pleased with herself. 

It happened again, that Saturday, when both girls showed up at our band practice. Jodi came up to greet Jason with a hug and a kiss. Charlotte came up to just give me a friendly hug, but we both looked at each other, like we knew that was not just a friendly hug. She was not here as my friend. She was here hoping that we were going to be something more than that. 

We were practicing playing the Descendants, “Silly Girl,” and as I played guitar and sang, I would see Charlotte watching intently. I tried not to look at her when I would sing, “Silly Girl, I’m in Love With You,” but she was really beautiful and I liked seeing her smile at me. She and Jodi were just next to each other watching intently, and I could see them talk into each other’s ears, so they could hear each other over the music. 

The whole band went out to some bars that night, with a group of people, but eventually it was the four of us hanging out. I was leaned against the bar and slowly, Charlotte moved to be in front of me, leaning into my chest. My arms moved around her mid section with a mind of their own, hugging her from behind. I could tell that she was giving Jodi some kind of looks, based on Jodi’s facial expressions, clearly these two were working on getting us together. The two things holding me back, were obviously the pretty recent interactions with Deirdre and my strange friends with benefits arrangement with Maura. I would have to break that off. I didn’t want to just hook up with Charlotte one night. I could tell she wanted more than that, and I didn’t want to lead her on. I also was not sure if I wanted a real relationship with anyone at the moment. But, I did enjoy her company.

I was worried that this evening would turn into the two of the them coming back to our place, and that is exactly what happened. Charlotte followed me into my bedroom, giggling a bit and holding my hand. She looked really hot, and the temptation was real, She turned to hug and kiss me, after closing the bedroom door. We had a very nice kiss, standing there in my room. We got into my bed and snuggled up together. We kissed some and hugged under the covers. She took off her pants to sleep and I felt her panty covered ass with my hand a little, but I did not make a move to have sex with her or fool around at all, and she was too shy to initiate that, or maybe just content to snuggle. I was horny and hard, but did not really want to dive into sex with her. Maybe protecting myself. Maybe protecting her. The snuggling was nice though. 

This willpower would not last. I was very attracted to her. Maura was traveling for soccer a lot and practicing a lot, so I did not see her for awhile. I let her know that I was kind of seeing Charlotte, and we amicably stopped being friends with benefits, although we did leave room for that start up again, should conditions change. 

One Friday it all came to head, pun intended. It was a nice overcast, Fall, day, a little cooler, and my band had played the night before, so it had been a late night the night before. I was walking back to my apartment from class, when I ran into Charlotte. “Hey Sam, you guys sounded really good last night.” 

“Thanks, that was fun.” 

“What are you up to, right now?” She looked at me hopefully. 

“Actually, I’m fucking exhausted, and it’s like perfect napping weather. I’m done with class for the day, so I’m going back to my place and taking a nap.” 

Charlotte gave me a bashful look, “um, that sounds pretty good…” She kind of looked at me quickly, then at the ground, “I don’t suppose, I could join you? It’s just that my roommate always makes so much noise…it’s hard to nap there.” 

There was no way I could say no.  I loved feeling her thin body up against mine, in bed, and smelling her hair. It sounded amazing, even just napping, not hooking up. 

“Yeah, sure…I guess…” 

She was wearing this long loose black skirt, and a cropped long sleeve shirt. When we got to my place I stripped down to my boxers to nap and she went to the bathroom. She came back into my bedroom, just wearing panties and her cropped long sleeve shirt, and looking very nervous. I loved seeing her thin legs, and flat stomach, there in that overcast mid afternoon light from my window. The nervous expression on her pretty face, as she climbed into bed with me and then our warm bodies were against each other. We snuggled up and kissed and I liked feeling her legs intertwined with mine. We kissed some and I could feel my dick get hard. 

Charlotte was giving me a nervous look and very quietly said, “What do you want?” 

I’d never really had someone ask me this way, “What?’ 

She still looked very nervous, “What do you like?”

Charlotte was breathing heavy and blushing, as she moved down towards my legs, and was sitting down between my legs. She started slowly pulling down on my underwear, and would look up at me with a nervous look and then down, as she slowly exposed my hard cock. There was something that seemed inexperienced in the way she touched my dick, the way she was looking at me. I still did not respond to her question, but she slowly moved her head down and she had her head kind of sideways, as she was curled up next to my legs, like she did not want me to see her face, as she put my dick in her mouth. She did not go deep, just moved her lips up and down over the head and slightly onto the shaft, while she also used her hand on it. She pulled her lips off, and stroked it some, still keeping her face away from me, as she made an embarrassed little laugh, then put it back in her mouth. It did not seem like her first blowjob, but certainly did not seem like she had a lot of experience with it. 

Perhaps it was also the embarrassment of doing this in broad daylight with me for the first time. Our first foray into fooling around at all. I was starting to breath heavier and my hips involuntarily thrusted a bit, my body wanting my dick to go deeper into her mouth, but I was trying to hold back, not wanting to push it, and she would pull her mouth off and stroke it, if she did not want it going deeper. It went back in her mouth and I whimpered, “hmmm…Charlotte…feels so good…” She pulled her mouth off to make an embarrassed laugh at that, while still stroking it. I loved the way she sucked my dick. It was just really gentle and I kind of liked how it was driving me crazy, wanting her to go deeper. I moved my hands involuntarily down to her head and had to stop myself from pushing down on it. I just stroked her hair a little instead, figuring it would piss her off, if I shoved down on it. It was almost like this crazy tease of edging, having her just suck on the head, bobbing her head and taking a lot of breaks with her hand, while resting her head on my abs. 

Charlotte had it out of her mouth again, and was stroking it, I panted out, “Would you lick it?” 

She made an embarrassed laugh that sounded just like breathing out of her nose a second. Then she seemed to hold back giggling while she licked the head just quickly, somehow that being more embarrassing than having it in her mouth. Her lips went back over the sensitive head and I made a sharp exhale, just barely feeling her teeth, not in a bad way, just a very light sensation on my sensitive head. It took a long time for me to cum from this blowjob/handjob and I loved it. 

I finally was moving around a lot more and I said, “I’m gonna cum soon…” 

As I expected, based on the blowjob, she did not seem to want cum in her mouth, and she pulled her head away, finishing me with her hand, stroking out my load onto my own abs. I reached behind me to grab some tissues and she cleaned up her hand, and my abs, while blushing and sometimes smiling at me. 

Once my cum was cleaned up, she moved back up to hug and kiss me, and my hands were all over her thin frame. A hand went up in her cropped shirt, and I was pleasantly surprised to discover, that she had removed her bra already. I felt her small tits and then my hand wandered down into the back of her panties, feeling her bare ass. She made some cute noises, as I rolled her on her back and kissed her bare abdomen, then kissed lower and lower, while she squirmed a bit. 

She was wearing black cotton panties. Sort of ordinary bikini cut panties, and I pulled down on them slightly so I could lick and kiss her pelvic area lower, exposing just a little of her neatly trimmed brown bush. I kissed right on the bush. I moved lower to kiss on her inner thighs and she made some embarrassed giggles. It made me wonder if anyone had ever licked her before. Maybe she was just nervous with it being light in the room and our first time fooling around. I  moved aside the crotch of her underwear and licked up her slit. She made a surprised kind of embarrassed noise. 

I grabbed the waist band of her underwear and yanked them off in one motion, causing her to squeal a little. I liked seeing her patch of brown bush at the intersection of her long, thin legs. Her face looked flush from the embarrassment and excitement, and I went back down between her legs, enjoying licking her pussy while fingering her. She seemed a little stiff at first, but I felt her body loosen up and her legs relaxed open, and she got more slippery under my tongue. I slid my middle finger inside her, while I licked around her little knob. Charlotte seemed like she was holding back from making noise, making some high pitched noises with her mouth closed, instead. Her thin legs wiggled around me, as I laid between her legs. Her mouth involuntarily opened a few times and that high pitched moan was more vocal. She squeezed my head between her skinny thighs and grabbed at my hair. I kept going. I was sucking on her clit and she was both squeezing my face and pushing on my head, trapping me there, while also pushing me away. “Oh my god…oh my god…” 

She slowly relaxed her death grip on my face and hair, while I more gently lapped at her swollen, wet clit. After she had smaller orgasms and then seemed to relax, I moved back up her body to kiss her on the lips. We kissed and rolled to face each other, hugging and kissing. I was actually very tired from the late night the night before, and I think she was too. We fell asleep, both of us there with no pants on. 

We both woke up in the late afternoon, and smiled at each other. My dick was immediately hard, feeling it touch her bare skin. My hand wandered down to her small, firm, bare ass, pulling her in closer to me, as we kissed. I reached down between her legs, and her pussy still felt quite wet and ready for action, as I easily slipped two fingers inside her. I gently rubbed her clit with my fingers slippery from being inside her. She smiled at me and grabbed my boner, but looked really nervous. 

I sat up and moved down to the foot of my bed, where I had a box of condoms. I grabbed one and showed it to her. She looked kind of stunned, eyes wide, like a deer in the headlights. 

“You don’t want to, Charlotte?” 

She looked nervous, “No, I do…I do… 

“You sure?” 

She giggled, “Yes, I definitely want to.” 

I gave her a skeptical look, “We don’t have to…” 

She smiled, “I want to.” 

I gave her a smirk, “What do you want to do?” 

“You know…” and she giggled and gestured at the condom.

“No, I’m afraid I don’t know.” 

“Oh my god, Sam, I want to fuck…okay?” 

I put on the condom, while she seemed to watch me nervously. I moved between her legs in missionary, She looked very nervous, as I slowly slid my dick inside her. She seemed to relax and just enjoy the slow, gentle fucking, while we kissed and I thrusted in and out of her in long slow thrusts. I felt her nails dig into my back a bit, she whimpered and moaned and made cute, almost worried expressions, while we fucked. “Oh…Sam…fuck…” I looked down between her legs to see my condom covered dick disappear into her dark bush. I lasted a long time with the condom on, the beers the night before, and the fact that she had just made me cum. And I was so aroused by her, little whimpers and moans, enjoying the late afternoon sex with overcast daylight coming in the room, giving me a view of her thin abdomen, her skinny legs wrapped around me, and I pushed up on her shirt to expose her small tits to me. We kissed, and I came, when she seemed to grab my ass extra hard, and I felt her pussy squeeze my dick. 

Charlotte and I were both breathing heavy, when I reluctantly pulled my dick out of her, carefully grabbing the base to keep the condom on. I took it off and put it in the trash. Then we laid next to each other, kissing and smiling at each other. 

I chuckled, “You seemed so nervous, Charlotte. I thought you were a virgin or something for a second there.” 

She did not respond quickly, and then said, “Well….”, and she giggled a bit. 

“Oh fuck…you’re a virgin.” 

“Not so much now…” and she burst out giggling.

I drove home at the end of the summer, sad to be leaving my new found friends, but somewhat relieved to be leaving behind my summer job. I was ready to sleep in a quiet house, in a comfortable bed, without the chaos of my shared cabin at the lake. I only had about a week between the end of my job, and the start of college, so I did a bunch of laundry, ate all of my parents' food, and slept a lot, trying to make up for a whole summer of staying up late drinking beers most nights.

I also sat around my bedroom, thinking about Deirdre a lot. The first day, I got home from my summer away, my mom excitedly greeted me. I was sitting in the kitchen, having a snack and telling her the G rated version of my summer at the lake, when she said, "Oh, by the way, Deirdre stopped by here the other day."

"What?!" My heart raced immediately and I felt tears forming from that simple sentence.

"Yes, it was so nice of her. She had some pictures of you from your high school graduation that she had promised to give me. She only just got the roll of film developed and she brought them by. She's such a lovely girl." I was thinking that was not what my mom used to think of Deirdre, when we first started dating.

I felt like throwing up, "Well, what happened? What did she say?"

"She asked about you."

"Did she know I was gone for the summer?"

"Yes, she already knew you were out of town for the summer." 

I was sitting there with my mind reeling. What did this mean? Nothing? Did she really just stop by to give my mom some photos? She knew I was not home. 

"Oh, I hope you don't mind. I let her go up to your room. She asked if she could go up there."

"I don't mind. Deirdre can go up to my room whenever she wants."

"She was up there for a long time. I walked past and she was laying on your bed crying, Sam. I don't why you two can't figure out how to date long distance."

"Well, did she say anything?"

"Not really, she apologized for crying, when she left, but she said she just misses you sometimes."

I went upstairs with my things and I tried to see if I could tell that Deirdre had been there. I sniffed my bed, but it only smelled like laundry detergent. I had hoped maybe her hair left her scent on my pillow or something. I laid on my bed, thinking about her laying there, and that actually made me smile a bit. I glanced over where I had a white board on the wall by my desk and noticed that Deirdre had drawn a small, red heart on it. I knew it was her, because I didn't put it there and I was pretty sure my mom didn't.

I ran downstairs and yelled, "I'll be back later, mom."

"You just got home?"

"I'll be back."

I drove to Deirdre's house, probably running some stop signs on the way. I ran up to the front door and pounded on it. Her mom answered the door, surprised to see me.

"Oh, hi Sam."

"Is Deirdre here?"

"Oh no honey. I'm sorry, she left to go back to college a few days ago."

"Fuck!!" I collapsed sitting on the front steps and started crying. "I'm sorry for swearing, Ms. Ryan."

She patted my shoulder a little, "It's okay, Sam. Why don't you give her a call? I know she misses you. I can give you her number at school."

"I don't know if I should. We agreed not to contact each other."

"I'll give it to you just in case." She gave me her new address and phone number at school.

I went back to my house, and looked at photos of Deirdre and me together. I still had some notes she'd written me, and I looked at those. Then, I locked my bedroom door, and pulled from their hiding place a few dirty pictures Deirdre had given me. Some fully nude ones and some in her underwear. Deirdre standing there in her bra and panties. There was also a nice close up of her pussy with her legs spread, laying on her back. I jerked off to those.

Then, I decided to write her a letter.

Hi Deirdre,

My mom said you stopped by my house, so I feel like you sort of broke the no contact rule, so I can too. I don't mind that you did. I drove to your house, but you weren't there, obviously. I don't know what I would have done if you were there. Your mom gave me your contact info.

It made me happy to know that you laid on my bed. It was nice after coming back from the lake, even though I could not really tell you had. My mom said you were laying down on it. I saw the heart that you drew on my white board. I'm bringing that white board to school and if someone erases that heart, I'm going to punch them in the throat.

I have a serious question though. I still have naked photos that you gave me. I jerked off to them just a minute ago. I'm probably going to again later. Okay, I am definitely going to look at them and jerk off again later.  I was wondering if that is okay, since we aren't together anymore? Like, what should I do with those? I'll be honest, that I jerk off about you with or without the pictures really, but I love the photos.

I love you forever,

Sam

I sent that letter from my parents' house, but gave her my address at school. I was not sure if she would write back or if she would be mad that I contacted her. The postal service was slow around that time and that certainly contributed to our originally break up. I did not receive a response for a long enough time, that I was sure she was not happy to get that letter.

I was back at school, the first night of sophomore year and everyone was partying hard. Classes did not start for a few days and everyone was getting re-acquainted. I was out at a bar, when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and Maura was grinning at me. I grabbed her in a hug and she giggled, "Maura...holy shit...it's awesome to see you."

She kissed my cheek, "It's good to see you Sam."

We were both buzzed and chatted about our summers, both of us leaving out any details of hookups or relationships that may have occurred. I'm guessing she'd also not been celibate over the summer. Later on, she gave me a shy look, and stroked my chest, "So...we talked about maybe hooking up, if we were both single...I'm single..." She giggled.

"Oh, I'm single." I grinned at her and then we practically ran back to my place. 

We went into my room and I locked the door behind us. We were quickly making out and feeling each other up, rolling around my bed. I was kissing her neck and had a hand up in her shirt, feeling her tits and she said in kind of a breathy voice, "Sorry, I'm not sweaty for you," and she giggled. My hand went down to her jeans and started unbuttoning and unzipping her fly. "There was a really hot day at soccer camp this summer. It was so hot and the coach ran us so hard. I sweated through all of my clothes. It was like I had fallen in a lake or something." 

I moaned, "I bet your face was all red and hot..."

My hand was in her panties, and I grinned to myself, feeling her familiar bare pussy, slipping a finger inside. She gasped, "It was...I got really turned on..." My slippery finger rubbed her clit a bit, "I had to go back to my room and masturbate, Sam...I touched myself thinking about what you would have done, if you were there..." 

I started pulling off her jeans, "I would have licked your whole body...." I was pulling off her panties, "I bet your panties were soaked through..." 

She took a quick breath, as I licked her pussy, "Yeah...they were...fucking just soaked everywhere with sweat..." 

I paused licking her pussy, so I could pull off her shirt and then she helped me get off her bra, so I could suck on her little tits some before kissing my way back down to her bare pussy. I was making horny moaning noises, while licking and sucking on her clit, moving a finger inside her. Her pelvis rolled around and she arched her back, making little whimpers and moans and pinching her own nipples. She kept getting more slippery under my tongue. She crushed my head between her thighs and yanked on my hair, which I had grown out over the summer. I stayed down there a long time, enjoying that pussy after a long summer apart. 

Maura started desperately pulling at my shirt, so I moved to strip off my shirt. She was touching herself a little, while watching me get naked. I moved between her legs and she said, "Just pull out." 

I slipped my hard cock inside her and slowly thrusted in and out of her, while we kissed each other and our hands moved around our bare skin. I fucked her harder and faster and when I felt like I was going to cum, I pulled out and moved up near her face, stroking my dick near her mouth. She opened her mouth wide and I jerked off into it, with some landing on her tongue and some on her cheeks. She was touching herself and whimpered, "Oh my god..." right as the cum hit her. Then I rubbed my dick on her lips and she licked at it some.

Maura slept over in one of my t-shirts, and in the morning, we woke up around the same time. She did not say anything, but just slid down my body, taking the covers with her. I was completely naked and I made a little gasp, as she looked up at me and licked my dick. Then she sucked it. I moved my pelvis around, "Oh fuck, that's good, Maura." She paused to giggle and stroke it some, then put it back in her mouth. She knelt upright between my legs and then dramatically threw off the t-shirt, and was naked. Maura climbed up on my hard dick and rode me, holding onto the headboard and aggressively bouncing on my dick. I reached up to touch her small boobs, while she rode up and down. "I'm gonna cum soon, Maura..." and she hopped off my dick. She stroked my dick, while rubbing her own clit and when I shot cum onto myself, she made herself orgasm, moaning, "oh my god..." 

We got cleaned up and she put on her clothes from the night before. I walked her out of my place and we hugged and kissed goodbye. Maura said, "Thanks for the benefits, friend." 

"Any time." 

"Are you coming to my soccer game this weekend...the forecast is for almost 90 degrees..." she bit her lip and moved her foot around bashfully. 

"Fuck yeah." 

I went down to my mailbox, as I did every day, hoping to see a letter from Deirdre. I almost died when I saw her hand writing on an envelope. 

Dear Sam,

I'm sorry for stopping by and breaking the no contact agreement, but I wanted to give your mom those photos. Honestly though, even though I knew you were not home, I wanted to at least be in your room for a bit, since we had so many good times there. The photos were just an excuse. It was awesome even just talking to your mom. She is sweet. It reminded me of all the time I spent at your house. I practically lived there.

It felt good to lay on your bed and remember when we used to lay there to snuggle and listen to music and talk and laugh. And of course, we got up to lots of other activities on that bed. We lost our virginity on that bed. Giggle. Or was it the bath tub? I would say the bath tub didn't count. 

You can keep those photos, as long as you don't show them to anyone else. I'm glad you like to masturbate with them. I don't have any naked photos of you, but I have a very good memory and I like to touch myself and think about when we were together.

I love you forever,

Deirdre

I wrote her a letter back immediately. 

Dear Deirdre,

The bath tub didn't count, my dick only went halfway in, but it was hot. I think about that weekend when we lost our virginity a lot. It was the first time you let me eat you out, too. It was the first time I saw you totally naked. I felt like the skin on my dick would rip, I got so hard from that, I'd wanted to lick your pussy for so long. I like to look at that photo of your pussy and imagine licking it that first time. I was addicted immediately. Sorry, for being so horny, but what do you like to masturbate about?

I'm doing really well at school so far, but the semester is just getting started. My band is practicing a lot and we just got a regular gig at this one bar. I'm already sick of the dining hall food, so I'm starting to cook at my apartment some.

I love you forever,

Sam

That weekend, I went to Maura's soccer game on Saturday afternoon. She smiled and waved at me in the stands, when I arrived with my friends. 

My friend, Jason, said, "So, what's the deal with you and Maura?" 

"We're sort of friends with benefits now." 

"Oh, you're just going to have your cake and eat it too..." 

I laughed, but I really did not agree with him. I didn't think friends with benefits was better than what I'd had with her the year before. But, damn if she didn't look hot right now. I'd take the benefits. Maura was a starter and she was in for the whole game. It was about 90 degrees out, and she ran around that field, her face all red and sweaty. Her legs looked so good, as she ran around, a couple of times I saw her look up at me, when there was a pause in the play. She lifted her jersey to dab at the sweat on her face, then would grin at me. 

Jason turned to me, "Man, your friend has some fucking nice abs on her." 

I laughed, "Yeah she does." 

After the game, I went down to the side of the field, when her coach was done talking to the team. We hugged and kissed there, and it was like hugging someone after they got out of a swimming pool. "Look at you...Maura..." 

"My roommate is going to shower in the locker room, and then go out for drinks with the team. I told them I would catch up with them in a bit." 

We walked to her place, on campus, and I moved my hand down to feel her nice, athletic butt. Her shorts were soaked through with sweat. I looked over at her and her face was still completely red from running around the whole game. "You look so fucking hot right." Her hair looked wet with sweat and around the edge of her hairline were beads of sweat. 

She giggled and shook her head. 

We got on her bed, and she said, "I'm going to have to wash my sheets after this, but it's worth it." We kissed and rolled around her bed. I ended up on my back, and she gave me a mischievous grin, as she moved to kind of sit on my face almost. She straddled my face, with her crotch right where my mouth was, so I could really enjoy her sweaty scent. I freed a hand, so that I could move her baggy soccer shorts leg, to look up and see her soaked through panties. 

Maura pulled off her jersey, so I could see her sports bra soaked through. I reached up to touch her tits through her sweaty sports bra. She pulled that off too, revealing her firm little tits. 

My eyes went back to her crotch. "Holy shit, Maura..." 

She smiled and giggled at my reaction to her soaked panties. They were kind of athletic underwear, but a light color and I could see her camel toe clearly, where she had sweated all the way through the crotch and up around it. I shoved my nose in her crotch, then pulled aside the crotch for a quick lick on her bare labia. She giggled, "I got a little sweaty..." 

I rolled her off of me, so I could take off her shorts. I took off my shirt and my shorts, then decided to just get totally naked, my dick standing straight up. I slowly pulled down on her panties, so I could see the sweat stains in the crotch. I got them all the way off and lifted them to my nose. Maura giggled, "I don't know about that, Sam..." 

"I'm going to have my tongue right on the source in a minute...dude, look at the sweat on the butt of these..." I was holding them up, where you could clearly make out where her sweaty butt crack had been. She was making embarrassed giggles. 

"Sam...I'm glad you like it." 

"Like it? Fucking love it, man..." I sniffed the crotch again, then went to the actual source, spreading her legs and licking her pussy. I kissed the sweaty area around her pussy, enjoying the sticky salty skin of her pelvic area. She shoved my head back down to her pussy, though, done with the teasing and ready for me to get to work on her pussy. I lapped at it ravenously, but had to take a detour lower for a minute. I pushed back on her thighs, so I could get down to lick her asshole and her taint some. She made some high pitched whimpers, while I lightly flicked my tongue on her puckered hole. Then I went back to her pussy, licking and sucking on her clit. 

Maura moved around and moaned, while I licked and sucked and fingered her. She spread her legs wider and pulled at my hair. She giggled, and then said in a strained voice, "I'm glad you grew your hair out..." I just made horny noises while sucking on her clit, using my lips and tongue, while she thrusted her pussy up and down in time with my licking and sucking. "oh my god...holy shit Sam...fuck..." Her hands grasped at my hair and she started squeezing my face between her legs. I kept licking and sucking exactly the same and then she crushed my face, released her legs even wider and arched her back. Then she just rolled her hips around while I lapped at her even wetter pussy. 

I moved up her body, and slipped my dick inside her. She whispered, "You can cum inside, Sam." I was on her in missionary, and we kissed, while I thrusted in and out of her slick hole. Her whole body felt sweaty and sticky under me. I knelt more upright and pinned her legs back to watch my dick go in and out of her bald pink hole. She moved one leg onto my shoulder and then the other, and I leaned into it, pinning her way back and pounding her hard. Her brow furrowed and she breathed hard through her nose. Her hands were at her sides, gripping her sheets, while I fucked her fast and hard in that position. "fuck me...Sam...fuck meeee...yeah..yeah...yeah..." I shot cum inside her and kept going for a bit, then slowly eased off of her, looking down, as I pulled my dick out, to see the cum leak out a bit. I rubbed my thick white cum on her bald pussy lips some and her legs relaxed down. 

I was still hard, and I just slipped right back in there, enjoying her extra slippery pussy, slick with a big load of my cum. I jammed my dick in hard thrusts and she gasped each time, grabbing at my back. I grabbed her arms to pin them above her head, and bent down to kiss her some, while fucking her hard. I shoved my nose in one of her armpits to get a whiff of her sweaty scent, which caused her to giggle. I didn't think it was funny though, she turned me into an animal when we would fuck like this and I was having hard time being gentle. I kept fucking her hard and I lasted a very long time. Long enough and har enough, that she laughed a little and then gently pushed on me, "Sam...um...I'm not going to be able to walk..." I made a horny growl, but relaxed my thrusts. 

I reluctantly pulled out of her and flopped on my back. Maura moved down and aggressively sucked me off, until I shot my second load in her mouth. 

We both laid there breathing heavy for a bit, and looking at each other. She made a satisfied sigh, then said, "Well, I should shower. Will you join me?" 

"Sure." I got out of bed first and had to hold out my hand to help her, as she struggled to get up with her wobbly legs. She did have an awkward gait, which cracked both of us up. It was the combo of a long game and the long hard fucking causing some stiffness and cramping in her legs. 

We took a shower and I went with her to meet up with her teammates at a house party. She was still walking a little funny and it cracked her friends up. 

One of the said, "Did you get injured in the game?" 

Maura blushed and giggled, "No it was after the game..." and she looked at me in an exaggerated way, causing everyone to laugh. 

It was the wildest, sexiest thing for me to see Dakota come ride her horse down to visit me at the lake. Especially after that first night that she rode my dick, I could see that familiar bounce and watched her hips move as she sat on the saddle on the horse’s back. She reminded me of Maura a bit, not really needing a ton of my attention, but showed up from time to time wanting to fuck. Sometimes she rode her horse down just to say hello in the middle of the day.

One day, after working a long day, leading trail rides on horseback, she drove down to the lake, in her big pick up truck, to see me. She was wearing these boot cut jeans quite nicely displaying her butt, with some cowboy boots on, a tank top, and a cowboy hat. Her hair was braided in two braids in the back under the cowboy hat and her face looked flush and sweaty. It was a particularly hot day, and she had been out in the heat all day. I was wrapping up work for the day, putting away some of our lifesaving equipment, when she showed up. 

I went up to hug her in greeting, and I was just in my swimsuit, so I felt her warm, sweaty top on my bare torso. We kissed some and then she said, “I’m so sweaty, Sam.” 

I could feel the sweat that had absorbed into her tank top and I could feel it on her face and her arms, actually I even tasted a little salty sweat, when I kissed her. “I like it.” She smelled nice to me, just kind of like hot air and I don’t know…just a nice scent to me. 

Dakota laughed a bit at that, “Well, I want to take a shower at your place, and put on some clean clothes.” 

We drove her truck up to my cabin. She was planning to hang out with my friends and me that night. It was always crazy at the cabin, because it was a bunch of young male lifeguards living in there and it wasn’t just me bringing girls back to the cabin. It was always a packed house, usually some music playing on a boom box and people yelling, joking around, wrestling, playing drinking games, and generally cutting loose at all times. The walls were thin and my bedroom had just this crappy accordion style door, that provided almost no sound proofing whatsoever. You could often hear when there was sex going on in one of the other rooms, because the walls were thin, the doors almost useless, and the bed frames were old and squeaky. That did not deter anyone. Despite the fact that girls were a common site in that cabin, Dakota drew a lot of attention, as we walked into the place, the guys not subtle at all about checking out my cowgirl. 

We went back to my tiny little room, that was mostly taken up by the double bed in there. Dakota sat on my bed and took off her cowboy boots, making a sigh of relief, when they were off. “You’re lucky you just get to wear a swimsuit all day, Sam.” She laid down on her back on my bed and I turned on a fan to blow in our direction. 

“Being a lifeguard has it’s perks. I jump in the lake whenever I get hot.” 

I laid down next to her and she said, “You smell like sunscreen.” 

“Yeah, I need a shower, too.” 

Dakota had her arms under her head and I saw her armpits were actually glistening with sweat. I leaned in to sniff and gave a little lick on her smooth skin of her armpit, causing her to giggle. “You’re crazy, Sam.” 

I pulled up on her tank top, that was actually soaked through with sweat in places and she pulled it all the way off. She rode in a sports bra, and it was wet with sweat. I touched her small boobs, through the bra and felt how wet it was. I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. They were kind of tight over her nice butt, so moved to grab them by the bottom of legs and yanked them off, as she giggled there. Dakota was wearing these pink cotton panties and I could see that the crotch area was wet with sweat right over her camel toe. I touched that area some and said, “Oh man, you are sooo sweaty…I love it…” 

She giggled at that, “It looks like I peed my pants.”

I rolled her over to look at her butt and could see there was sweat soaked through where her butt crack was. She started sitting up, to get up off my bed, “Yeah, well, I’m going to take a shower.” 

I encouraged her to lay back down, “Not yet.” 

I pulled up on her sports bra and she helped me get it off. “Don’t you want me to shower first?” 

I was licking and sucking on her nipples, enjoying her sticky hot skin. “Nah…this is nice.” I kissed my way down her abs and then shoved my face against her damp crotch. I grabbed the waist of her panties and pulled them down and off over her ankles, so she was naked on my bed. Then I kissed my way to her pussy, licking up her slit. She had a bit of neatly maintained brown bush down there, and I felt it on my tongue sometimes, as I licked at her pink pussy. I spread her labia and licked and sucked on her clit, while fingering her. She started making happy little groans and gently stroked my hair. 

I pushed her legs back, so I could lick down to her asshole a bit, rimming her cute little puckered hole, which made her giggle and gasp a bit. Just a little sweaty salty down there. I went back up to my pussy eating, hooking my arms around her thighs and really get into it. She began less gently stroking my hair, and moving her pelvis up and down, her legs moving around on their own. She made some louder noises, but there was enough commotion in the house, that I don’t think anyone heard her. She grabbed at my hair, pulling it, when she came, squeezing my face between her thighs, and making a high pitched, “yeah…yeah…yeah…” I kept up my licking and she convulsed under my tongue, rolling her head around, “oh my god…holy shit…” 

I moved up her body, getting ready to slip my dick in her wet pussy, but she opened her mouth, and said, “Let me get it wet.” I eagerly obliged her, moving to put my dick near her mouth, so she could lick and suck on it some. I moved back down and slid it inside of her in missionary. She spread her legs to let me in, and I laid on top of her kissing her, while slowly thrusting in and out of her. She got loud, “fuck…fuck me Sam…fuck me hard…” I heard someone turn down the music briefly, then some giggling out there, as they apparently did hear that. 

I heard Matt’s disappointed voice, “Come on guys,” and he turned the music back up to somewhat mask the noises Dakota was making. I fucked Dakota hard and my bed frame was making squeaky noises in time to our fucking. She was moving her pelvis in time to my thrusting and I like feeling her sweaty skin. I knelt more upright and pinned her legs spread open by holding her knees, watching my dick disappear into her. Dakota gave me a sexy look and pushed me out of her, then very quickly rolled over into doggystyle, looking back at me with a sexy grin. 

I smacked her ass lightly, but then dove down to lick her pussy a little from behind. She made a happy yip, as I licked her some, but she was moving back and forth a bit, like she was eagerly anticipating my hard dick. So, I got up on my knees behind her and slipped it in again. The crappy bed frame banged loudly against the wall, as I grabbed her by the hips and pounded her from behind. She was pushing herself back into me in time with my thrusting, “oh my god…holy shit…fuck me…oh my god…fuck me….” Her hair was still in two braids back there, and I grabbed them as a joke at first, just gently holding them like they were reins, while I fucked her. But she said, “Pull my hair…” in a serious tone, so I pulled a bit on her braids while we fucked and she made some close mouthed noises, “mmmm…fuck…” I pulled them, so that her head arched up, her ass was arched up and her back curved down. She was a vocal girl, “fuck me hard…fuck me…” I was banging her fast and hard and our skin was making slapping noises against each other. I came hard inside her, thrusting all the way in and moaning, as I shot my load inside her. She made some little groaning noises, while we continued rocking back and forth a bit, with my dick inside her. 

I slipped it out of her and she flopped down on my bed. I saw some cum leaking out of her, so I grabbed a tissue to keep it from leaking onto my comforter. She got out of bed and we both grabbed towels to go take a shower. She just walked out of my room, stark naked, but kind of holding the towel in front of her. The bathroom was close to my room, but the guys in the living room did get a view of her bare ass, when she turned to go in, causing some excited whoops. She turned her head to smile at that, clearly unashamed of her beautiful bare ass. She disappeared into the bathroom ahead of me, and I turned to see the stunned faces out there, giving a smug grin in their direction. The shower stall was tiny in this crappy old cabin, just barely big enough for two people to fit, standing up. We had a hard time, even washing our legs in there. She took out her braids and washed her hair, while I enjoyed just feeling her slippery naked body. 

When we were done, we went back to my room, wrapped in towels, which probably disappointed the guys in the living room. I thought I heard some other couple fucking in one of the other rooms and there were a couple of girls in bikinis, who clearly followed some lifeguards home from the beach. 

I laid on my bed, enjoying the cooling effect of the fan on my damp body, and enjoying watching Dakota brush her hair, only wrapped in a towel. She was facing away from me, facing the mirror on the back of the door, when she saw my guitar in the corner of the room, “Hey you play guitar, Sam?” 

“Yeah, I play in a band back at school. We play at bars and parties at my college.” 

“That’s cool. Do you know any country?” 

I laughed and thought about it a minute, “You know, I actually do…” I got up to grab my guitar and sat on the edge of my bed, still just wrapped in a towel. I knew some Johnny Cash songs. They were some of the first songs I learned on guitar, because my dad was a pretty good guitar player and he would play and sing Johnny Cash a lot. I would watch his fingers on the frets, and figured out my first chords that way. Then I got him to really teach me those songs. I played and sang, “Cocaine Blues.” Dakota smiled at me and moved her body in a little dance, while still brushing her hair in the mirror. 

I heard someone turn off the music in the living room, and Matt’s voice, “Hell yeah, Sam…I love Johnny Cash.” It was kind of funny to realize you no privacy at all in those rooms. I started it over again for his benefit and I heard him singing along out in the living room. When that was done, I did “Ring of Fire,” and everyone knew those lyrics, so I heard some other people yelling, singing that one. I put the guitar down to get dressed, but Dakota had other ideas, and dropped her towel, then pushed me on my back and pulled open my towel. 

My dick got hard fast, seeing her naked, but she moved between my legs, as I laid on my back, to suck my dick and get it nice and hard. Then she climbed on me and onto my dick, guiding it in with her hand. I smiled up at her, as she slowly rode up and down my dick in her skilled way. The bed got noisy, but the music was back on in the living room, maybe masking it? Maybe just making us feel less conscious of it. Dakota’s cowboy hat was laying on the bed, and I grabbed it, handing it to her, “Don’t you wear this when you ride?” 

Dakota giggled and put it on, a real cowgirl riding my dick buck naked except for her hat. She bounced up and down faster and harder, took the hat off and waved it around dramatically, in time to her fucking me, like she was a bull rider. Then she put it back on her head, and focused on her dick riding. I was breathing hard and whimpering, she could tell I would cum soon, and I guess she didn’t want me to cum in her again right after a shower, so she hopped off my dick, threw the hat aside and finished me off with her mouth. I panted and thrusted my hips up involuntarily, as she bobbed her head up and down, until I shot a load in her mouth. She pulled her mouth off slowly and swallowed while wiping her lips with the back of her hand and grinning down at me. 

I got a really bad cut on my chest one day. There were no motorized watercraft allowed on this lake, but just small rowboats, canoes and sailboats that the lifeguards were responsible for watching, as well. We took turns patrolling in rowboats and viewing the lake with binoculars up in a tower. A big storm rolled in one afternoon and a small sailboat capsized. My boss sent a few of us out in the storm to go get the kids out of the water quickly with lightning strikes happening nearby. When we got there, the kids were floating in their lifejackets, but a bit panicky about the weather, so I had to hop in the water to help them get over to the rowboat and up in it. As I climbed back into the rowboat, I guess I scraped myself across a sharp, rusty oarlock and got a pretty bad cut on my chest. 

I actually did not notice it, due to the adrenaline of doing that rescue in the storm. When we got back to shore, my boss said, “Dude, you’ve got a gnarly gash on your chest.” I looked down and there was a bunch of blood on my chest. He patched me up enough that I would not bleed all over the suburban and then drove me to a little hospital in town. It was small, almost more like an urgent care, and people stared at me, as I walked into the ER with a bloody bandage on my chest, dripping wet, and with no shoes on, just in my lifeguard swimsuit. 

They quickly brought me back to a room because the ER was not very busy in this small town during the summer. I sat up on an exam table and an attractive nurse came in to check me out. She already knew my boss, because he’d worked this job the summer before and had to transport people to the ER on occasion. The nurse was maybe in her 40s? Quite attractive. Reminded me of Sally Fields a bit. 

She was a little flirty with me. Kind of inappropriate I guess, but it was the 90s and it was rural hospital. She said to my boss, “What did you do to this cute boy?” She smiled at me, as she was taking off the bandage Matt put on me. 

He tried to talk me up in front of the nurse, “You’re fixing up a real hero, here. Injured saving some kids.” Well, they were in no imminent danger of drowning and it was not a particularly risky rescue other than the lightning. 

She looked at me and said, “Brave and handsome.” I blushed a bit, having this older woman blatantly flirting with me. 

She cleaned up the wound and I winced a little, from the sting of whatever antiseptic she was using. “Oh, I’m sorry baby.” She patted my shoulder. “You’re gonna need stitches. I’ll have to get the doctor.” 

While we waited for the doctor, she came back and put her hand in my hair, “Such nice thick hair.” My hair was finally coming back from my mohawk. She looked down at me and shook her head, “If I was your age…” She turned and left the room and came back with another nurse, “Feel his hair.’ So, this other attractive nurse was touching my hair. 

I had to go back to this clinic, because my wound got a little infected. I always had the same nurse and she continued flirting with me. “What am I going to do with you, Sam?” 

“What?” 

“You’ve been getting in the lake haven’t you?”

I sheepishly said, “Well, yeah, that’s kind of my job.” 

“Am I going to have to come down there to supervise you?” 

I was feeling bold and said, “Only if you wear a bikini…” 

She blushed a bit and the other nurse laughed. She said, “Oh, if I was your age, Sam.” 

“I’m an adult. I’m 19.” I was giving her flirty grin and she blushed. 

“I have a 19 year old daughter.”

“Oh yeah, does she look like you?” I grinned at her and she laughed and shook her head. 

“Do you want to meet her?” I could not believe it seemed like I was getting set up with her daughter. 

I shrugged, “Sure.” 

“She just got out of a long relationship and I’ve been encouraging her to get back in the saddle so to speak…” and she and another nurse laughed a little. 

I woke up one morning, and I had morning wood. I woke up thinking about Maura. I just kind of remembered how much I liked her sweaty scent, when I would fuck her after her soccer practice. I could kind of remember the lovely scent and the feeling of her hot, sticky skin those times. I stroked my dick and replayed in my head scenes of licking her pussy, fucking her on my dorm bed, with her face still red and hot from practice. 

Matt yelled from the living room of our shared cabin, “Dude, Sam…we’re about to drive down to the lake, man, hurry up…” 

I was jerking my dick faster, “Okay, I’m awake, just need to brush my teeth,” and then I jerked it faster until I shot cum into a tissue while thinking about Maura’s bald pussy. I quickly put on my swimsuit and then brushed my teeth, before running out to the truck, while they pretended to leave me behind, driving away as I went to get in. Then stopping. Then doing it again, while they all laughed at me.

That same day, I was out on this floating dock, that we used to lifeguard the deeper water, when I saw a girl ride up onto the beach on a fucking horse. There were horses to rent and take lessons or a group ride at this park and I guess she was an instructor. I saw her climb down and talk to my boss and then they seemed to be pointing at me. One of my coworkers came out in a rowboat, “Matt said for me to take your place. You have a visitor.” 

“Who is it?” 

“I assumed you knew that hot cowgirl who asked to see you.” 

I swam back to shore and walked up out of the water and onto the beach, carrying a buoy and just in my swimsuit. This girl was in a cowboy hat, wearing little denim shorts with cowboy boots and had t-shirt on with the sleeves rolled up to not get a farmer’s tan. She looked a lot like the race car driver, Danica Patrick, back when she was that age. As I walked up to her, she was giving me a thirsty look, definitely looking me up and down. She introduced herself, “Hi, I’m Dakota. My mom said I should meet you…she was right.” She giggled a little and bit her lip. 

I blushed and laughed a bit at that, “I’m Sam.” 

“I’ve heard.” 

My boss, Matt, said, “You can have 30 minutes off, Sam.” 

She had her horse tied up to a post and we walked over there, she petted it. I said, “I’ve never really been this close to a horse.” 

She grabbed my hand to have me pet the horse’s head a little, as it bent down. The wind kicked up a bit and it got slightly chilly and I noticed Dakota rubbing her arms a little to get warm. I ran into the lifeguard shack to grab one of my lifeguard sweatshirts for her, “Here you go Dakota. You look cold.” 

She looked pleased with the sweatshirt and put it on. It was pretty big on her, but she looked cute in it. “Thanks, Sam.” 

We walked around a little, with her horse following her. “So, you’re a horse girl?” 

She gave me a flirty look, “Yep I really like to ride.” Definitely the implication was ride my dick. She even made a little squatting motion up and down briefly, then burst out laughing. 

I replied in kind, “Just bounce up and down all day, huh.” 

She giggled at that, “I don’t know about all day, but yeah I’ll bounce up and down long enough.” She bit her lip a bit, squinting in the sun, smiling at me. 

I made a loud, “Phew…” kind of shocked at the conversation. We both laughed. I grinned at her,  “Do you ride bareback?” 

She blushed and giggled, “Um…that’s the best way…” and giggled some more. She touched my bare chest some, “I’ll have to tell my mom your chest looks really good. Really good.” She gave me some more flirty looks. 

“I might need you to inspect it really closely sometime.” 

She moved closer to me and ran her hand on the uninjured part of my chest some, she looked down towards my crotch and up my body again, “I’m gonna need to inspect everything.” 

“I’ll be honest, I’m kind of disappointed, you didn’t wear a swimsuit to come visit me,” looking down at her legs and then back up again. 

Dakota quietly said, “I have a feeling you’re gonna see my birthday suit before you see me in a swimsuit.” She burst out laughing and my eyes just went wide. 

I stammered, “Um…that would be nice…” She just giggled a bit and turned red. “Hey, uh…I guess I have to back to work, unfortunately.” 

“Yeah, me too. I have a group ride soon.” 

“I’d like to have an individual ride sometime.” I gave her a grin to let her know I was definitely talking about fucking. 

She got my drift and said, “Yeah, we’re gonna have a very private riding lesson, soon.” She gave me a hug and a tiny kiss on the lips. When she hugged me, I could just detect that she smelled a little tiny bit sweaty and hot. Just kind of dirty from horse back riding in the summer heat. It reminded me of Maura a bit, and I practically got a boner right there. She went to take off my sweatshirt, but I said, “You can borrow it. It’s chilly out.” 

“Thanks, Sam.” We exchanged phone numbers and we had another brief kiss, before she rode away on her horse. That was weird. 

That night, I got a phone call on this payphone we had in the cabin. It was Dakota. “Hey Sam, what are you doing?”

“Nothing, just reading a book.” 

“Reading a book…that’s different.”  She giggled a bit. “Hey, um…I want to come by and give you your sweatshirt back.” 

“Oh, okay. I mean, you don’t have to.” 

“No, I’d really like to give it back.” 

“Okay.” 

“I’ll come by in about 30 mins?” 

“Sure.” 

I was waiting on the porch of the cabin, and I was worried I was about to get dumped before our first date. It seemed like a bad sign that she wanted to give me my sweatshirt back already. She drove up the rocky trail to my cabin, in an enormous pick up truck. I’ve gotta say, I thought it was hot as fuck, seeing her drive that truck for some reason. I walked up to the truck and could see that she was wearing my sweatshirt. She said, “Hop in.” 

I climbed up into the cab on the passenger side, “Nice truck.” 

“Thanks. Gotta have something to tow the horse trailer.” 

She drove slowly, down the rugged trail until we hit a gravel road and then eventually pavement. She had some country music. I’ve never been a fan, but it was kind of old school country and it wasn’t bad. “What kind of music do you like, Sam?”, as she went through the stations a bit. 

“Punk.” 

She laughed out loud, “You’re kidding.” 

“Not at all. I like that and some alternative type stuff. I had a mohawk a little while ago.”

She laughed in shock, “I’m glad you don’t now.” 

I looked over and could see her nice, bare legs where the sweatshirt ended on her upper thighs. She pulled into a farm field in the middle of nowhere, then climbed into the back seat of the crew cab on her truck. I joined her back there, and we started kissing. My hand slid down her back side to feel her ass some and she climbed into my lap, straddling me. My hands were on her ass and I moved them down below the sweatshirt and I was confused. I was feeling bare ass cheeks. No shorts. No underwear. 

She giggled, as she saw my look of shock at the discovery that she wasn’t wearing anything under my sweatshirt. “Oh yeah, I said I was going to give this back…” and she slipped it off, so that she was completely naked on my lap. 

“Holy smokes…” 

She giggled at my reaction. I ran my hands all over her fit, naked body. I think I shook my head and said, “Whoa,” in shock at how quickly that all happened. She giggled and said, “Summer is short.” We kissed some, while my hands went down to her nice ass cheeks. I flipped her onto her back in the big back seat of this pick up truck, so I could eat her out. She had neatly trimmed brown bush and I enjoyed licking her pussy, while she squeezed her own nipples and moved her legs around. 

Dakota bent over to suck my dick some, but not very long, because she climbed on my lap and rode my dick. Let me tell you, girls who ride horses know how to ride dick different. I’m not kidding, having her straddle my lap and bounce on my dick was something else. I was kind of just sitting there in awe, as she worked her magic on my dick, with perfect rhythm and control. She was holding my shoulder with one hand and I swear it looked like she was riding a horse the way she moved her hips around with a practiced rhythm and grace. She looked at my face and smiled like she was proud of her riding skills, seeing the faces I was probably making, my little whimpers and moans, as she worked her slick pussy up and down my dick. I grabbed her buttcheeks, and we kissed. 

I panted out, “Um…Dakota…I’m gonna cum…” She just stayed on my dick, while I grunted and shot cum inside her. We sat there, kissing for a bit, with my cock inside her, until she quietly said, “I should go home.” 

“Yeah, I have to get up early tomorrow.” 

Dakota picked up my sweatshirt, “By the way, I hope you don’t want this back tonight, because I don’t have any other clothes with me,” giggling. 

“You can keep it, Dakota.” 

She dropped me off at my cabin and she climbed out of the truck to give me a nice hug and kiss goodnight. I watched her climb back up into this big truck with a big grin on her face and waved goodbye to her in the lights of her truck. I went to bed and laid in the dark wondering how she was going to break my heart. Maybe she couldn’t. Maybe I didn’t have one anymore.