I woke up to a warm soft naked body climbing on top of me.
“Good morning, sleepy head.”
“Sarah,” I whined and grunted. “I was sleeping so good!” I added as I stretched my arms and legs while Sarah kept me pinned under her.
“You looked seriously cute sleeping. I just couldn’t resist,” she stated, kissing me softly.
“Where is Jamie?”
“So why didn’t you wake up his ass. He probably has a morning boner just for you.”
“He doesn’t look as cute as you while asleep. Plus, he already fucked me at about 4 o’clock anyways. So, he won’t wake up for a while.”
“What time is it?”
“So you just had to come pester me, huh? At freakin seven in the morning?”
Sarah moved back to sit on her haunches. “I wanted to make love to you,” she playfully pouted.”
“Let me go pee and wash my face, I’ll be right back.” I got out of bed.
When I returned I stood in the door for a second watching her. Sarah was an erotic sight sitting on her lower legs and flexing her shoulders. Her breasts moved up and down, her nipples were erect.
Sleepy just a minute ago I got turned on by the sight of my naked best friend. I jumped up on my bed and sat on my legs as well, facing her less than a foot away. I leaned in and started kissing the top of her chest. I moved my mouth lower, taking a hard pointy nipple between my lips, sucking and licking it intensely. I gently squeezed the soft warm flesh of her other breast.
Sarah, her eyes closed, moaned softly and lowered her face to nuzzle against my neck and kiss my shoulder. I pulled back and we kissed soft, short, tender kisses, and our eyes locked together. I saw the same passion I was feeling in her eyes.
Her hands roamed along my body, from my shoulders down to my arms. Then, laying her open hands on the top of my chest, she let them rub gently over my breasts and then down along my flanks. Her hands lifted to cup my face softly, drawing me into a long deep kiss. She rose up onto her knees to push her body into mine, keeping our open lips pressed into each other.
My hands gently rubbed down her back before taking her firm butt cheeks and massaging them, pulling her even closer to me. Both of our hands began roaming all over each other’s bodies, just wanting to touch the other’s soft skin.
I pushed Sarah down until she was lying on her back. I began kissing her flanks, as she held my head gently, letting me love her firm flesh. I kissed her flat tummy. They were quick kisses, loud enough for her to hear. I adored her body. This was my best friend in the world, and I wanted to treat her as special as she was to me.
I covered her body with mine so we could face each other with our legs intertwined. Neither of us could get enough of the other’s mouth. I gently sucked on her tongue, releasing it reluctantly, but knowing it was only to allow her to do the same with mine. Our thighs pressed against the other’s pussy, feeling the warm dampness between our legs.
She then rolled me over on the bed to lie on my tummy as she leaned up to run her hands along my legs, always stopping for a short time to caress and hold my firm butt cheeks. She leaned down to tenderly kiss all over the butt cheek she was caressing. It felt so much better than having a wooden paddle hit them.
The tenderness was a first for us. We felt the urgency to make love, but we were taking our time, enjoying each touch and kiss, savoring it. She lay down with me and I turned over. Our legs scissored together so one of our thighs was pressed into the other’s pussy, slowly and sensuously rutting into each other as we kissed much more urgently than before.
We separated slightly, and I quickly reached down to rub her soaking wet mound. She grabbed my breast, squeezing it firmly before moving to do the same with the other. She then rolled on top of me, straddling my thigh and grinding her cunt into me. Again we were kissing. Neither of us could get enough.
As she continued rutting my leg, I reached down behind her to grab her ass, sliding my fingers into the crack and reaching even further, rubbing her dripping slit. I separated her lips and pushed my forefinger inside her cunt. I was sure the wetness I felt was as much some leftover sperm from Jamie as it was her own pussy juice.
I then toyed with her butt hole with my thumb, working it inside as well. Sarah moaned into my open mouth, her body beginning to move into a frenzy. She pushed back hard against my hand with her hips bucking, fucking my fingers as they wormed around inside her intimate openings. She almost started to scream as I rubbed my finger against my thumb in her, separated only by the thin membrane between her cunt and her ass.
Her body suddenly went rigid and her pussy squeezed my finger tightly as she rode through a fierce orgasm.
Sarah lay still for a few seconds, panting hard as she recovered from her intense orgasm. She then forced my fingers away as she rolled off my body, her eyes tightly shut. I smiled at her as her face continued to display just how good it had felt. She finally opened her eyes and smiled back, slithering up my body to kiss me passionately again.
“Wow, chica. What did you do to me?” she asked still a little out of breath. “I bet you didn’t learn that in sex ed.” We giggled.
“Yeah, and I bet we both got some great home-schooling!” I responded. We giggled some more.
It had been almost a week since the last time we had made out. So we were still hungry for each other. We were quickly all over each other again. I sucked hard on each breast. It was like a battle to see who could keep her mouth on the other’s body the longest.
Finally Sarah pushed me onto my back, and moved between my spread legs. Her hands touched the soft inside of my thighs forcing them to separate further. She leaned down to kiss along my hips just above my pussy hairline before she could no longer resist putting her mouth on my pussy. She fluttered her tongue on my clit while pushing a couple of fingers inside me, urgently fucking me as she watched my pussy lips hanging on to her fingers.
Then just as quickly, her mouth returned to my clit. Finally she moved her head back and did to me what I had done to her, except she used her free hand to rub my clit while she fucked my cunt and ass with her other. Her face was just inches away from my pussy as she made love to me. My hips rose off the bed as I came squealing loudly, but she kept her hands right where they were.
As I relaxed, she moved between my wide open legs and over me. She pressed her mound against mine, rutting into me as I quickly joined in.
I grabbed her and rolled her over again. I sat up and then leaned back and straddled her thigh, rubbing myself on her as I slid several fingers into her. I reached around to grab her butt, pulling her harder against my pussy. We moaned as we reveled in the feelings we were giving each other.
I then turned around so my face was just above her sexy pussy. I used both hands to pull her tender pussy lips open, leaning down to swab my tongue inside her briefly. The heat and smell of her pussy turned me on even more. I then went to work on her clit, licking, sucking nibbling.
She was getting close to another orgasm, and I just intensified what I was doing to her. She squealed loudly as she came. Neither of us worried if anyone heard. I wanted the whole house to hear her cum, to hear us making love.
We kept at it a while longer, finding different ways to hold each other as we licked or fingered each other.
“Yeah, that was the best. I suppose you can wake me up anytime you want for sex like that!” I exclaimed.
Sarah kissed me. “Sex isn’t all I wanted though,” she replied.
“I wanted us to have some time to talk.”
I grinned, “Girl, I have so much to tell you!”
“Jamie told me Jennifer was after Peter like you thought ... and then she wasn’t, that it was all a misunderstanding,” Sarah stated, waiting for my confirmation.
“It was definitely a misunderstanding, but not quite like people think. Not even Jamie knows what actually happened. What was really going on shocked the shit out of me. One thing I was right about was that she definitely wasn’t happy with me and Peter becoming a couple.”
“Huh?” she asked, totally lost.
“Sarah, she wasn’t after Peter.”
“So, what was it all about?”
“You don’t mean ...” Sarah looked at me incredulously.
“She has a huge crush on me.”
“Holy shit, Mel. She’s into girls too?!”
“She’s just into girls, chica.”
“Wow. I never would’ve guessed.”
“Your gaydar is just as good as Pam’s then,” I groaned.
“And yours too, apparently,” she snickered. “But she wasn’t even going after you.”
“She told me she couldn’t risk it. She and Peter have been friends for years, but there was absolutely nothing romantic about it. She’s in love with me, and was terrified I’d reject her, and then out her at school.”
“You’d never do that,” Sarah firmly stated. “Even if she’d been bisexual and trying to hook up with Peter.
I was glad Sarah had faith in me.
She added, “So, what actually happened?”
“I confronted her after I saw her and Peter together the day after we became a couple, and she told me. She was sure I was going to out her. I told her I wouldn’t.”
“Did you tell her you were into girls as well as guys?”
“Uh huh, and she’s pretty good at licking pussy for a beginner,” I grinned.
“You slut,” Sarah playfully teased. “Is she okay with you being with Peter now?”
“No, but she is totally happy that she has someone she can be herself with.”
“You took her virginity, didn’t you?” she stated really, more than asked.
“Yep. And I’d have taken yours if you hadn’t been throwing your kitty around at all the ladies last year,” I teased. She tickled me in response.
“You and Peter are certainly hitting it off great.”
“I swear, Sarah. If you’d told me three weeks ago that I’d be so totally in love with him now, I’d have thought you were insane.”
“You got it bad, huh?”
I nodded. “You saw our wedding ceremony.”
“Yeah, but how did that happen?!”
“We were all a little high on beer and some weed. We were having sex and joking around when somebody claimed Peter and I were living in sin. So Penny decided we had to get married. And she did marry us in one of our tents while the adults were doing their thing somewhere else.”
“Pretty wild,” she stated.
“All the cool kids were there,” I smugly replied.
“Ha ha,” she playfully snarled. “So who was the maid of honor?”
“Now I know who your real best friend is,” she huffed.
I grabbed her and moved on top of her. “You’re my best friend, Sarah. Don’t even joke about it.”
She leaned up to kiss me. “I wish I had been there,” she sighed.
“Me too. It would’ve been perfect.”
“I’m happy for you both. You deserve to be in love with a great guy who loves you the same.”
“I have no clue where things are going. I’m only thirteen. Odds are we’ll be broken up within a few years.”
“You’ve been bucking the odds your whole life. It wouldn’t surprise me if you guys were sitting in rocking chairs next to each other after having been married for fifty years.”
“You think he’d help me put on my Depends?” I said, snorting.
“I’m betting he will, especially if you help him find his dentures,” she giggled, which just led to me giggling too.
“He’ll have an old wrinkly ball sack,” Sarah giggled and snorted. “At least you won’t have to worry about having knee knocker boobs.”
Only Sarah could joke about my boob size and get away with it with just a tickling attack from me.
“So how did he ask you to be his girlfriend?”
“We were walking on this long trail that goes sorta around the campground. You know I’d told him I wasn’t quite ready to be a couple, but I just felt like the moment was right.”
“Wait. Did you ask him ... or did he ask you?”
“I got him to ask me,” I grinned. “He did bring it up first though. He thought I might’ve had a change of heart by showing up camping like I did. I’m not sure if he still even realizes it was because I was trying to keep Jennifer away from him.”
“You got him to ask you to be your girlfriend to keep Jennifer away?”
“No way! I’m not that fucked up. I was ready to be his girlfriend. Jennifer just got me to be there so he could ask.”
I thought back to the walk Peter had I had taken last Friday. It made me smile.
I added, “He was so sweet. He looked like it was his birthday and Christmas all in one. Heck, I felt the same way.”
“We were all over each other making out. We then made love ... on the trail. We were so lucky we didn’t get caught. I was determined he was going to fuck me right then.”
“Now that sounds just like you,” she said, giggling. I just stuck my tongue out at her.
“How do you feel about him after the weekend?”
“Even more in love. Go figure. I couldn’t stand him just a few weeks ago. I can’t get enough of him now.”
“He’s been crazy crushing on you for a while.”
“I hate that I treated him like I did all those years. Maybe it worked out for the best though. In the end, we couldn’t stay away from each other.”
We were both quiet for a second deep in our thoughts.
I then asked, “So did you get a chance to talk to my brother about the weekend? What did he tell you?”
“Yeah, we got to talk some, and the way he told it, not much happened.”
Not much happened? He came between Mom’s thighs, she fed him a Viagra, she stroked and sucked his cock, he felt her tits, and she licked my butthole when he fucked me.
And he said not much happened? Maybe that Viagra kept too much blood in his pecker head instead of his other head for too long.
Sarah looked thoughtfully at her knee caps. “Except the orgy. And he claims he only fucked adults there. But is he telling me all?”
“Chica, you need to tell my dingle-headed brother if something bothers you. I love him, but he’s a horny boy. And with you telling him it’s cool to fuck adults, he potentially has a lot of poonanie to choose from right now ... with his girlfriend’s blessing. Jamie’s mind is not in control of his body. Actually, I’m not sure if it ever has been.”
“I know I should tell him ... but ... “
“No buts, Sarah! He loves you. He didn’t fuck anyone you told him not to. Penny was even after him, and he avoided her. He fucked me three times when he needed it badly. He was a good horn dog this weekend. So if you weren’t comfortable with him being with other adults, you should’ve said something.”
“I told him it was okay to have sex with the adults,” Sarah timidly said. “It would’ve been silly to exclude him from an orgy.”
“Tell that to my mom, she is okay with me having sex, but she didn’t want me anywhere near the orgy. If Peter hadn’t shown us, I would’ve never even known about it.”
Suddenly it hit me what she had just said. “You knew there would be an orgy, didn’t you?!” I was totally blown away.
“He said he had been to one last year and there might be another one this year, too.”
I had forgotten, Mom had said that he had been at last year’s party. Jamie, dear brother, you may get waterboarded before I am through with you.
“When did he tell you about it?” I asked.
“He called me just before you guys left. He brought it up then. I wasn’t really happy he waited until the last minute to tell me about it, but he promised he would only have sex with the adults ... and you. I sorta thought you were going to the orgy, too.”
“I swear, Sarah. If Peter hadn’t let on that he knew about it, I probably wouldn’t have known until you just brought it up.”
“To tell the truth, Mel, I’m not too happy about him having been at the orgy now. When we agreed he could fuck adults, I thought of my mom, Mrs. Rayner or Mrs. Walcott. But not a bunch of strangers.
What the fuck did she just tell me? She knows about Jamie and her mom?
“Whoa, girl. You said your mom is on that list of adults Jamie could fuck?”
“I thought you knew about that? Jamie told you a while back, didn’t he?”
“Yeah, he did. But what all do you know about it?”
“I’ve seen them together.”
“Not long after we became a couple. He told me about it like a few days after we became a couple. One of the nights he spent with me, he had sex with her in the family room while Mom thought I was upstairs asleep. He did it so I could watch.”
“So cool, Sarah! You’re almost as sneaky as me.”
“Mel, you’re the master of sneaky.”
I acted all flattered and shit. “So, you watched your boyfriend do your mom?”
“Did you get jealous?”
“Actually, no. It was a little nerve wracking spying like I was, but I got so turned on that I played with myself some while he fucked her. She was talking so dirty to him ... saying she wanted him to go back upstairs and wake me up so I give him a blowjob with their juices still on his cock.”
“Oh, my God. Did you suck him afterwards?”
The smile on my face just kept growing, and she started blushing.
“Don’t make fun of me ...”
“Girl, you know I’d have done the exact same thing you did!”
I then wondered just how much Mrs. Clark and Sarah discussed any of this stuff she had been doing, if at all. They had a much better relationship than I had had with my mom ... until the past weekend. I felt like I could talk to Mom now about pretty much anything.
“Have you talked with your mom about her and Jamie any?”
“A little bit ...”
“You can’t stop there, Sarah.” She half smiled at me.
“We talked after she found out Jamie was my boyfriend. She told me in a roundabout way that the two of them had been having sex.”
“That had to have been a freaky talk.”
“She was cool about it. She wanted me to know, and she asked if I wanted it to stop now that we were a couple. At the time, I told her I needed to think about it some.”
“And did you talk about it again later?”
“Yeah, later that same day. I told her I didn’t mind. She asked me to tell her if I ever changed my mind.”
“Your mom is totally awesome. I wish I could’ve talked to mine like that when all of this started last year.”
Sarah replied, “That’s the first time we’ve ever really discussed something like that. Remember, both of us were doing things we thought they didn’t know about.”
I nodded at her. I then asked her, “Would you ever do a threesome with her and Jamie?”
She looked at me wide-eyed for a few moments, and then seemed lost in thought.
“I don’t know,” she said. “I did rub out a good one thinking about it one time though.”
“You are one perverted chica,” I said. She just blushed.
She then told me about one other time the following week when she got to spy on Jamie with her Mom. The first time was the most exciting though.
“So, what are you going to say about the orgy to him now?”
“I’m not sure,” she replied.
“It’s cool to want to let him have some room to play sometimes, but not at your expense. If something bothers you, tell him!” I looked at Sarah studying her face.
Then I asked her, “How are things with you and Jamie? Are you getting really serious with him?”
“You know that we are a couple. And yes, I think I am, and I would like to think Jamie is feeling the same about me too.”
She looked at me, “Would you have been alright with Peter going to the orgy? Without you?”
“Probably not, and I’d like to think I’d tell him so, and that he wouldn’t go because he didn’t want it to hurt me ... even if he pouted about it.”
“So have you and Peter talked about who the other can have sex with in detail?” Sarah asked.
“We talked about ground rules for us.”
“And?” She looked at me expectantly.
“It’s okay for Peter to have sex with adults, his sisters, Kari and Julie ... and you. For me, it’s adults, Mike, Derek, and Jamie, and girls.”
“Wow, you’re certainly the generous one,” Sarah teased. I snickered. She then stated, “You know Peter has never fucked me.”
Reaching to squeeze her hand, I told her, “It’s cool if you do.” I then added “But Peter and I also agreed that we could only date and hold hands with each other, and I want him to only make out with me. If Peter or I want to have sex with any other girl or boy, we have to talk about it first.”
“I don’t want Jamie around Kari or Penny. I know he likes them both and has been in their cooters a lot,” Sarah firmly stated. “And they don’t seem to have steady boyfriends right now.”
Since Penny was Peter’s sister, I didn’t have that issue to worry about. I wasn’t really concerned about Kari either, but I would have to keep an eye on her. She had never acted like she had romantic feelings for him though.
“How about you, Sarah? Who do you want to have sex with?”
She blushed when she said, “I think the Livingston family is enough for me!”
“That’s all?” I asked, a little surprised.
“And Pam perhaps.”
“What about the Walcotts?”
“Actually, Mel, I haven’t been together much with them or the Rayners since I started to spend time with your parents. I guess I’d like to be able to if the opportunity came up.”
We were both lost in thought. Finally Sarah squared her shoulders.
“I know you would’ve told Peter if you hadn’t wanted him to go. It’s not as easy for me sometimes though.”
I wondered for a moment if Sarah had a submissive side to her. I had never seen it in her while growing up together though. We both did things the other suggested, and if we didn’t want to, we said so usually with no hard feelings. But maybe she was somewhat submissive when it came to sex. She had seduced me when she had been asked to, but she might have wanted to do that anyways.
But, maybe that was why she wanted to spend so much time with my parents over the past year ... because she went along with what my parents asked her to do, not wanting to disappoint them. Maybe Mom hadn’t picked up on that either, thinking Sarah was just more interested in sex than me. I planned to watch for that from Sarah from now on.
“So, what about when you got to the campground? What was it like to be naked around a bunch of strangers?” Sarah curiously asked.
“Well, first I got to meet Donkey Dick.”
“Sarah, the husband of the couple that owns the place has the biggest cock you’ll likely ever see. The frickin thing is huge. It could put an eye out from across a room,” I said, which amazed her.
“A foot long?”
“Probably. And it’s the thickest one ever!”
“Holy crap. Did you ...?” she curiously started to ask.
“Are you kidding? My pussy puckered shut whenever it got within ten feet of me. I could’ve crushed rocks between my knees,” I replied, which got us both into a giggling fit.
“Then there was Jaw Breaker. He had the biggest balls. They hung down almost to his knees. Then there was Wooly Bully.”
“Let me guess ... he needed a wax job?”
“He needed a bush hog. One of those your granddad has attached to his tractor to clear out overgrown fields.”
“Did you go to a campground or a freak show?!” she asked.
“It wasn’t just a bunch of circus goobers. There were some really cute guys, too.”
“Was there a lot of sex?”
“There was no open sex. But I know people were hooking up with each other.”
“Yeah, with this one couple. They were the Pervitts.”
“They were the only perverts there?” she asked, a little puzzled. I laughed.
“No, their last name was ‘Pervitt’. When I first saw the husband, I nicknamed him ‘Mr. Pervert’ because he was perving on me.”
“You were putting on a show, weren’t you?” she knowingly asked.
“Of course,” I said, preening silly-like.
“And Mr. Pervitt was the pervert?” Sarah skeptically asked, grinning at me.
“Takes one to know one,” I jokingly defended myself.
“So you had sex with him?”
“Saturday night with both him and his wife.”
“Don’t be jealous.”
“I wish I’d been there.”
“Jamie wished you were, too. I had to tide him over until he could get home and get him some Sarah,” I said, giggling.
“You’re so kind,” she mocked being gracious.
“It’s what best friends are for,” I matter of factly stated, which brought on another round of giggles.
“So who were the cuties there?” Sarah asked.
“Jennifer’s older brother, Derek, for one,” I said.
“And you did the nasty together?”
“Well, I sucked his cock while up in a fire tower. Peter, Julie, and Jennifer were up there too fooling around ... and all of that is just between the two of us.”
Sarah looked at me like I was crazy if I thought I even needed to say that to her.
I giggled. “I got him good, too. He held my head tight when he came. And I don’t like that at all. So I saved his cum in my mouth and then kissed him with open lips. He got his cum back from me.”
“So cool, chica,” Sarah giggled. “Serves him right.”
“Did Jennifer ... wait ... no she’s a lesbian ... or did she?”
“No, she didn’t do anything with her brother, Miss One Track Mind. She didn’t do anything with Julie either.”
“Just thought I’d ask,” she said, grinning. “You never know anymore.”
She did have a point.
“Yeah, wasn’t it though?” I smiled. “Mom and Daddy weren’t prepared for me to see them having sex with us kids.”
“They for sure didn’t like for you and Jamie to see them like that.”
“They didn’t have a chance with the Rayners here. And you almost bit Daddy’s cock off.”
Sarah giggled. “Couldn’t let him get away and spoil everything, could I?”
I had to giggle too. Then more seriously I added, “And a lot has changed with my parents, too, Sarah.”
“So what has happened? How did things go between you and your mom?” Sarah asked.
“I’m not even sure where to start,” I replied.
“That bad, huh?”
“No, just the opposite! We got along great. We’re talking to each other like never before.”
“Totally awesome! But, how did that happen?”
“It started on the trip to the campground. We just started talking. The more we talked about things, the easier it got to talk about more things.”
“I know I’m biased, but your Mom is really cool. I’m glad you two are breaking down the wall that’s been between you.”
“Chica, the wall was vaporized this past weekend.”
“Spill it, girl!” Sarah demanded.
“Well, while in the car Friday she told me about what to do at the campground, the rules and what to expect.
“So ... what else?”
“She talked some about her old boyfriends, no details though, but I’m sure she’d tell me if I asked now. She told me about how close she and your mom were back then, and still are. She admitted going to strip clubs with Daddy. We talked about me and Jamie ... having sex.”
“Wow. That’s surprising. What did she say?”
“She and Daddy are apparently okay with it. She said there was no reason we couldn’t talk openly about it.”
“I told you your mom was cool.”
“You’re her little slut. You have to say stuff like that,” I teased. She playfully pursed her lips. She knew I wasn’t saying it to be hurtful. I half expected her to start doing the same when it came to me and her mom.
I continued, “On the drive back she even told me I was lucky to have a big brother, since she was an only child.” I looked at Sarah, “I know that is partly why you two are close, since you’re an only kid too.”
“You’re my twin sister,” Sarah retorted. I hugged her tightly, but we both knew it wasn’t quite the same. I swore to myself though that I would try to live up to being just as close and supportive as a real sister could be.
“So Saturday morning, we woke up and Mom and I cuddled some. We talked more. We talked really good. She admitted that she had watched Peter and me fucking when we got married Friday night.”
Sarah sat there with her mouth open.
“We even put on a show in the shower Saturday morning while Mr. Pervitt was there watching us. We very sensuously washed each other. It was more like a dance than anything.”
“You didn’t! You’re lying, chica!” Sarah exclaimed.
“I’m serious, we did! Right in front of Mr. Pervitt, only I didn’t know who he really was. I just knew he had stared at me in the pool the night before. On the drive back, Mom told me that she knew him.”
Sarah shook her head in disbelief.
“We both needed a shower, especially since Jamie had an accident on Mom during the night.”
“Huh? An accident? What kind of an accident?” Sarah asked, befuddled.
So, I told her about having watched Mom with Mrs. Walcott and Mr. Rayner just as they were getting back to the tent late the night before, Mom sleeping next to Jamie, him humping her butt, her opening her legs to let him rub against her pussy with him finally cumming between Mom’s legs.
“You know, Jamie never even woke up. Isn’t that strange? And Mom told me that it wasn’t the first time he has done that to her when camping, sometimes even with Daddy next to them.”
“Jamie did that?!” she asked, amazed. I nodded.
“You better watch what your boyfriend does in his sleep!” I laughed.
“And Jamie said not much had happened except the orgy,” Sarah mused.
I grinned. “It was so hot to watch, especially when Mom realized that I had seen everything.
“Do you think Jamie would have tried something like that with his Mom if he had been awake?”
“I don’t think so,” I seriously said. “He may have even thought it was you that he had snuggled up with.”
The slight grin on her face showed me that she liked the idea.
“Mel, is it okay if I try to talk to him about it?”
“It’s cool but don’t mention to him that I told you about it.”
Sarah chuckled. “I guess I’ll just ask him if anything happened between him and his Mom.”
“I’d love to spy on that conversation,” I grinned, tilting my head hoping she might actually let me.
“You’d let me spy on you and Peter talking sometime as well?” she asked, more as a retort.
I scrunched my lips. “It was a silly idea. And you know I would never spy on you talking unless you agreed.”
“I know,” she replied, but gave me a stare that told me I better never do it.
She then said, “I’m glad you and your mom are getting along a lot better. Last night she seemed a little freaked out about something though.”
There was no way I could tell her what was bothering Mom.
“We are getting along much better. We had some really good talks about other things since last Friday. She opened up about a number of things.”
“I’m really glad for both of you,” she sincerely told me. “Did you guys talk about me any?”
“Yeah ... Mom told me pretty much everything. And last night, when I was already in bed, Mom and Daddy came into my room and we talked some more.”
“And you’re cool with the things they said?”
Gawd if she only knew what Mom had told me!
“You’re not feeling ... you know ...” she started asking.
“Yeah,” she acknowledged.
“Not really. Not like I had been before we talked.”
“Mel, I’ll stop if you want me to.”
I would never ask her to do that, even if it drove me mad. I didn’t think it would anymore though.
“I don’t want you to stop.”
“Why not?” she asked. “You just admitted to being at least a little jealous. How is this different than what you said about Jamie and the orgy?”
“First of all, I’m not jealous of you. I’ve wanted Mom to include me in things, and she and Daddy promised that that will happen now.”
Sarah looked at me wide-eyed. “For real?”
“Yes, for real. And second it’s different because I ... it turns me on ... thinking about you and Mom together. I just wish I could be a part of it in some way.”
“Like a threesome? With your Mom?” she incredulously asked.
“Maybe,” I said coyly. “I even asked her if we could do Peter together some time.”
“That would be so fucking hot, girl!”
I was a little surprised at how she liked the idea.
“Is that why you asked about me and Jamie together with my mom?”
“Yeah ...” I admitted.
She then amazingly asked, “Do you think your mom could be talked into it?”
“I dunno, chica. You’re the one that has had her tongue stuck up your cooch over the past year. You tell me,” I jokingly replied.
“I don’t think she would. It’s like she has some hang-up about you sometimes.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s like she wants you to have fun and all, but she’s seems to be afraid of something.”
I immediately knew what she was talking about. Mom had told me herself. She knew what I was capable of, and that seemed to scare her. She had drawn a boundary between me and Daddy. Apparently she had one for the two of us as well, but it didn’t seem as well defined.
Did Mom want to do more things with me like at the campground? She had gotten me off in the shower. She licked my butthole and fingered my pussy. We had kissed passionately while Jamie fucked me. She had kept things from going on too long though, but it was totally obvious she wanted to do some things with me. Was she afraid things would get out of hand if she did?
I replied, “Maybe now that we’re talking about things more easily now, maybe I can find out.”
“Would you really do a threesome with me and her?”
“Yeah” I said, amazed I would admit that to her so easily.
“You and your Mom? Wow, that would be too awesome,” she enthusiastically said.
“You’re making another wet spot on my bed, aren’t you?”
Sarah replied with a playfully snarl. She then stated, “Seriously, I’d do it with the two of you. I’d even help to make it happen.”
“Mom did some sex stuff with me over the weekend,” I coyly told her.
“No fucking way!” she loudly exclaimed, and then covered her mouth, embarrassed.
“Let’s hang a big neon sign for the whole neighborhood,” I teased her.
“I’m sorry ... but spill it!”
“I told you we washed each other for Mr. Pervitt. Well, we did more than wash each other. We did some serious touching.”
“I told you we danced sensuously, but there was a lot more to it than that. We were rubbing our bodies together like lovers while using our hands to touch each other very intimately.”
“Mom slowly washed my tits. Then she did my butt, slipping her hand between my cheeks to rub my butt hole. She placed her hand over my pussy and used her fingers to wash it. She played with my clit a little.”
I grinned shyly. “I came the whole time she was playing with my pussy.”
“Oh, my Gawd,” Sarah softly exclaimed, one of her hands rubbing her own mound.
“When it was my turn, I did much of the same to her ... except I pushed a finger a little way into her butt ... and then I slid a finger in her pussy ... and finger fucked her.”
Sarah started to have an orgasm as I told her that.
“I then played with her clit some ... until she had an orgasm,” I finished telling her.
“God dammit, Mel! That is so fucking incredible!” she groaned as she continued cumming.
“I can see that,” I said, grinning at her as she squeezed her pussy tight while her orgasm peaked.
“Sorry,” she said embarrassed.
“Don’t be. I get off thinking about it now myself!”
“What happened afterwards? What did she say about it?”
“She was really cool afterwards. We had a great time talking about it while walking back to the tent. She even told me she was glad we did it.”
“Mel, your mom is so fucking cool.”
“I bet your mom would do it with you.”
“I dunno ....”
“If you were both in the same situation, she would. I’d bet anything. But, you would have to initiate it.”
“I don’t know if I could be that daring.”
I scrunched my lips. I wasn’t sure she could get up the nerve to do something like that either. I might have to help make something like that happen.
“Well, I hope you can do something like that sometime ... with her or your dad,” I told her.
She started to protest, but then closed her mouth. We had done and told each other way too much to pretend something like fooling around with our own parents was beneath us.
We were both quiet for a few moments. I was sure she was pondering the possibilities just like I was.
I then told her about the talk Mom and I had about Jennifer.
“Of course, Mom and I also talked about the situation with Jennifer. And Mom knows she’s a lesbo.”
“You told her? Wasn’t that breaking a promise?”
“Mom overheard us talking and saw us the first time we had sex in an alcove at the lake. She told me she figured Jennifer was a lesbian after seeing us and thinking about the past few years.”
I looked at Sarah and took her hands.
“Sarah, she really needs more friends. I told her a friend of mine was bisexual. She thinks I’m probably talking about Pam, and if not about her, then Penny. Peter sorta let on that someone in his family was into girls, too.”
“You want her to know about me?”
“Would you mind?”
“Chica, I’ve never hung out with her before.”
“She really is cool. You two would have a lot of fun ... and I’m not just talking about sex.”
“You mean I can’t have sex with your new lesbian toy?” she asked, acting indignant.
“You can lick her cooter all you want, sweetie pie ... and her pie does taste really nice,” I wryly smiled. “But I think you two would be great friends, too.”
Sarah seemed to ponder what I was suggesting. I was asking her to let someone outside of us know she was bisexual. She was always more careful about leaping to decisions than me though.
“If you think she can be trusted, then I’m okay with it.”
“She’s really been through hell, Sarah. She’s only attracted to girls. Imagine being like that, and being terrified that people at school will find out. And if they did, knowing they’d crucify you.”
“Yeah, I guess that’s been really hard on her.”
“She didn’t want to tell me she was a lesbian. She was crushing on me knowing she’d never have the courage to out herself to me, and risk the chance that I would turn on her.”
“So she’s got lesbian skills?” Sarah asked, suddenly becoming horny ... again.
“She’s a natural, but needs some serious practice time,” I joked. “She’s got a really sexy body. She’s seriously cute, and Gawd, I love her eyes! I know you two will become good friends.”
“Okay, I’m cool with doing it. So, when are you going to tell her about me?”
“She’s supposed to come over later. If you’re still here, we can tell her together.”
“You just want to have a threesome,” Sarah playfully accused me. “I know you too well, missy.”
I played coy, which only incited her to pounce on me.
“You obviously had a fun weekend,” Sarah amusingly stated.
“Speaking of this past weekend, how was yours?” I asked her. She immediately began blushing. I immediately began grinning.
“Spill it, girlie,” I insisted.
“I spent the weekend at my grandparents.”
“Your grandparents are cool. But that’s not why you’re blushing. You had sex, didn’t you?”
“With whom?” I inquisitively asked.
“Your father,” she softly stated.
What the fuck? My daddy?
“Fuck breathing. How did you end up having sex with Daddy when you were at your grandparents?”
“He came by to visit. He got through with what he was working on early Saturday afternoon, and drove over to visit yours and then my grandparents. He ended up staying the night with mine. About an hour after my grandparents went to bed, he slipped into my bedroom. We slept together the whole night.”
“Holy shit. He fucked you all night?”
“Not all night, but for a few hours before we both went to sleep. Then he woke me up a while later and we went at it for maybe another hour or so.”
“He fucked you that long?”
“We did a lot of oral, too ... in between. He gets off on kissing and making out. He’s usually careful enough to not leave any marks on me though.”
“Seriously?” I asked, wondering if we were talking about my father or someone else.
“He kisses me more than Jamie does ... and he likes to make out with me a lot!”
“Do you think he’s in love with you?!” I asked, trying not to show the panic I was beginning to feel.
“No ... not really. He just gets off on it. He’ll push himself as deep in my pussy as he can, and then hold it there while he fucks my mouth with his tongue.”
“And your grandparents didn’t know or suspect?”
“He left my room before they got up. So, I don’t think they even thought about it.”
“What about the wet spots I’m sure you guys obviously made in the bed?”
“Granny came in and changed the linen. I took the sheets off for her. She stripped all the other beds, including the ones in the bedroom your father was supposed to have slept in, and washed everything that morning.”
“On a Sunday?”
“You know they don’t go to church that often, if ever. They especially don’t when I spend a weekend with them.”
“I know, but I thought they didn’t do much of anything on Sundays except visit with people.”
I thought for a second about what Sarah had told me. “I’m just surprised Daddy would risk doing that in someone else’s house is all. He must’ve been horny for his little slut,” I teased.
“Don’t ‘Mel’ me. You know he went there hoping to fuck you.”
“Well, yeah ...”
“I’m not busting your girlie balls, it’s just a fact. I’m not mad at you or anything.”
“Your father fucked me down in their basement later that morning ... and then out in their barn,” she blurted out, as if she didn’t want to leave anything untold.
“Gawd! And I thought Jamie was a horn dog!”
“Like father, like son,” she said, grinning sheepishly.
Then a thought popped in my head. I knew my parents were friends with Sarah’s grandparents, mainly because Mom was best friends with their daughter while they grew up. I could easily see them inviting Mom to spend the night, but Daddy? It’s not like he was their son or close relative. It just seemed odd that they invited Daddy to stay at their house like that.
They were really nice people. For an older man, he was very handsome and his wife was attractive for her age, too. I had seen them a number of times when they had visited the Clarks, or I had gone with Sarah to spend the day with them. I had slept there with Sarah a few times in the past, too. When I was younger, I had even called him Granddad and her Granny a few times just like Sarah did. They were fun to be around when our families sometimes hung out together.
From how Sarah described things, they likely didn’t know Daddy had sneaked into her bedroom and slept with Sarah that night.
“I guess you liked it too, huh? Having the Livingston guys humping you all of the time.”
“Yeah,” she said, blushing. “I hope Jamie takes more after your father too.”
“Are you crushing on my daddy?”
“No ... well, maybe a little. Mel, he really takes his time with me. The few times we’ve been alone for a night ...”
“You’ve spent the night with him alone before?!” I quickly asked, stunned at that revelation.
She paused for a moment, apparently realizing this was a huge surprise for me. Did she think I had done something similar with her father?
“Two other times ... after we lost our virginities. One time I went with him on a short business trip. It was the middle of June. It was just a one night stay over. We got there late on a Monday morning and left the next afternoon. He checked us in and left me in the room while he went to some meetings. We had a quickie before he left though,” she said. I looked at her wide-eyed.
“The hotel was super cool,” she added. “We were in an expensive suite on one of the top floors.”
I shook my head in astonishment. If I hadn’t been jealous before, I certainly was now!
“He took me out to eat at a really nice place. Before we left the room though, he gave me this sexy bra and panty set to wear. It was really sheer and fit me perfectly. He said he bought it for me as soon as he knew I could go on the trip with him. He wanted me to wear it so he could take it off me when we got back.”
“Fucking amazing,” I breathlessly whined.
“At the restaurant, he told the person who seated us, as well as the waiter, that I was his daughter.”
I stared at her in total shock with my mouth hanging open.
“Does it really bother you that much?” she asked.
“No,” I lied. It did, but it wasn’t Sarah’s fault. I didn’t want her to feel bad about it. I added, “You’ve spent way more time with my father than I have with yours. I suppose it’s natural that you two would be comfortable doing something like that.”
She looked at me closely. I could see the concern all over her face.
“Mel, if you want me to stop ...”
“Shut up, Sarah! I don’t want you to stop anything. I’m just being a big baby.”
Sarah said, “You’re way more important to me. We’re best friends.”
I sighed and took her hand in mine. “Don’t stop anything. I mean it, chica.”
“I think I know what else is bothering you,” she stated. I looked at her closely. She added, “You want to be that close to him, too.”
I nodded. “It’s just that you can do things with him I can’t ... because you’re not his daughter.”
“I know what bothers you the most,” she said, getting me to look at her closely. “He pretended I was his daughter in the restaurant.”
I sighed. It told her everything I was feeling. But I didn’t want to dwell on it. So I asked, “Then you went back to the room?”
“Yeah, we had sex in the hot tub ...”
“There was a hot tub?!”
She paused for a moment. I could tell she was worried I was getting too upset.
“Go on,” I encouraged, trying to act like it wasn’t bothering me.
“We then had sex in this walk-in shower ... and then in bed.”
“Three times? I guess Daddy has got some stamina.”
“After we cuddled maybe an hour or so watching a pay-per-view porn movie, we then did it in bed again for a while ...”
Gawd, I was glad Mom wasn’t in the movie. I’m sure Daddy would have turned if off though, if she had been.
“Did you actually sleep any?”
“Yeah, for a few hours before he woke me up to do it again,” she shyly said.
“Way to go Daddy,” I sorta mumbled. It was all I could say.
“We did it in the morning as well.”
“Did you fuck on the way home, too?” I asked pretty amazed.
“I sucked him while he was driving ...”
“No wonder you like playing with him. Sheesh,” I said, shaking my head in utter astonishment. No wonder Mom married him!
“I’m sorry if ...”
“Dammit, Sarah. Don’t be sorry!” I firmly stated. “I intend to see if your father is up to the task, too.”
She sucked in her lips as she thought about that. I bit my bottom lip thinking about it as well.
“You said there was another time,” I prodded her.
“Yeah. It was the last Friday in June. Your dad had an appointment about an hour from his office. It was supposed to only last for a couple of hours in the early afternoon. He asked if I could go with him somewhere after that. I could. So he arranged things so that I could go with him to a lake house that belongs to a couple your parents are friends with.”
I never had thought to ask who owned the lake house they had told me about on the virginity scavenger hunt night our parents had set up.
“He picked me up that morning and dropped me off at the mall to do some shopping. He gave me money to buy a really sexy swimsuit and underwear to show off in for him. I bought a really cute bikini for swimming in the lake, a real pretty lacy red bra and panty set, a micro mini-skirt, and some very low-cut tops.”
What the fuck! Daddy is handing money to Sarah like it’s candy ... to dress up sexy for him, and I get fucking twenty bucks a week for an allowance for doing chores? I wasn’t pissed at Sarah, but there was going to be some serious renegotiation with my parents concerning my wages! I made a mental note to research the child labor laws. I wasn’t sure if I could get away with going on strike, if it came to that. But I had rights, dammit!
“Mel, the lake house was beautiful. It was so spacious. They had a large outdoor and indoor hot tub! The pool was sweet too.”
A pool at a lake house? Why would you need a pool when you have the lake?
“The house was very secluded. Privacy fences kept boaters from seeing anyone in the patio, hot tub, and pool areas. The people who own it have to be seriously wealthy. We skinny dipped in the lake Saturday night after it got dark. The water was cool, but we got warm in a hurry ... especially after he came in me laying on the edge of the shore as the water lapped over our legs.”
I kept staring at her, trying not to look upset as she continued. It was a great memory for her. I didn’t want to spoil it by acting like a little kid about it.
“I cooked for him that night as well. It’s the first time I ever cooked a meal for anyone! It was just really romantic in a way,” she dreamily said.
I tried to remember what I was doing that weekend. Oh yeah! I was probably sitting around the house, without my best friend, eagerly waiting for my doctor’s appointment the upcoming Monday to get on the pill. As I recalled, the highlight was probably a blowjob I gave Jamie each night. It was oh so romantic! I was wearing this really hawt Winnie the Pooh nightie I had had for a while. It was a Christmas gift from my grandparents, as I recalled. They only got me the sexiest things! It was even see-through in a tiny spot where I had ripped it accidentally a year ago. Jamie just couldn’t control himself when he saw me in it ... for the thousandth time!
I also remembered that Daddy didn’t come home that Friday night, and Mom said he would be out of town all weekend. I was rather preoccupied though with the things I had discovered in my parents’ bedroom that afternoon on video.
“We were alone all weekend until we came back Sunday afternoon.”
“I suppose my daddy displayed his durability while there as well, huh?”
“Mel, I don’t know if he’s taking medicine when we’re together, but he can recover so quickly.”
“Did he take pictures?”
“Nope, but he did videotape me some though.”
“I’ll have to rent it sometime,” I sarcastically replied. “And no, I’m not upset at you or anything.”
She grimaced at me a little. She knew it bothered me some. It wasn’t her fault though.
I pursed my lips and tried to shrug it off.
“I’m sorry, Mel.”
Gawd, I didn’t want her apologizing!
“Don’t say that, Sarah. You didn’t do anything wrong. Nobody did. I’d have done it with your dad if he’d ever asked me. Like I said, we haven’t spent that much time together like you and Daddy.”
“You must really think I’m a ...”
I cut her off, “A slut?”
“Sarah, embrace your sluthood. I have,” I grinned.
“I just don’t want others thinking ...”
“I know, chica. I would never say something like that around our friends. But we know what we are, and what the other is doing. Face it. We’re sluts. It doesn’t bother me that you know it either.”
She lunged at me, embracing me. “You know you’re my best friend ever,” she said. “You’re the sister I never had.”
“I love you so much, Sarah. Somehow I just know we’ll always be best friends.”
We cuddled in each other’s arms for a bit.
“Yes, dear?” she replied. I elbowed her slightly.
“Does my mom or daddy ever get you to pretend to be someone?”
“Do either of them get you to pretend to be me?”
“Are you asking me that because of what I told you your father said to that waiter?”
“Partly ...” I replied, letting things hang. She would probably know my other motivation for asking.
“You mean other than the blindfold game. Remember, you pushed me to get your father to do that.”
“I know ... but ... have they done it themselves?”
“Are you sure you want to know something like that?”
“So they do then?”
“Yeah, but only your Mom really did with me before the blindfold game. Your father seemed a little uncomfortable doing it as blatantly as your mom. This past Saturday night though, your dad really let go and got into it as much as your mom ever had, probably because we did it during the blindfold game.”
I wondered why it took Daddy longer to get into the role-playing. However, Mom was by far the more daring one of the two of them.
“Does that bother you?” Sarah asked, shaking me from my thoughts.
“It should, but it doesn’t.”
“They’re just role-playing is all, Mel. There’s no harm in that.”
“Mom asked me about the blindfold game we did with Daddy,” I stated, a little curious as to how she would react.
“I didn’t tell her you were there, Mel.”
“I know you didn’t. She asked me if I was there.”
“And you told her you were?” she anxiously asked, already anticipating my answer.
“Oh, my Gawd!” Sarah exclaimed. “Was she pissed at you?”
“No ... not really. Not about that. But she was when I told her I sucked his cock.”
“Jesus Christ, Mel! You actually told her that?!”
“Yeah, we were being so open with each other up until that point. That’s probably why she didn’t freak out ... too much.”
“She seemed to be more upset that I was doing something with her husband without her approval.”
“So she wasn’t mad about the blowjob, just that you did it behind her back?”
“Uh huh. Then she told me she better never discover that I let him fuck me.”
“Your mom is cool and all, but sometimes I don’t understand her.”
“Tell me about it.”
“It’s like she’s hiding something, it seems,” Sarah said, looking like she was trying to make sense of it. “Maybe I’m just imagining it though.”
“You’re not, Sarah.”
“Mom is hiding something ... and I’m sure your mom is too. They’re hiding something that involves the two of them.”
“What do you think it is?” Sarah asked, seriously curious now.
“I dunno. Your mom says it’s ‘a big secret’ that can destroy a lot of people.”
“And what we do know already wouldn’t destroy a lot of people?” Sarah stated more than asked.
I replied, “I’m just saying what your mom said is all.”
“You don’t have a clue what it is?”
“Nope. Whatever this big thing that can destroy the world might be is a mystery to me. I’m sure it involves sex in some way, but that’s about it.”
“I can’t remember your mom ever hinting at anything like that.”
“I pestered your Mom about it a few times.”
“That’s because you’re a pest, and I’m not.”
“I love you too, Sarah dear.”
“You know it’s true, Mel. Once you get hold of something, you never give up until you know what you want to know.”
“I’m not that bad ...”
“Yes, you are. And it’s partly why I like hanging out with you so much. You discover things way before anyone else ever would. You’d be great in the CIA or something.”
“I hear CIA sex is pretty wild with all the guns and international intrigue. I could maybe fuck Daniel Craig.”
“He’s an actor, Mel, playing a British agent.”
“Makes a great cover story, huh? Who would ever think James Bond was actually real?”
She shook her head at me incredulously. I just smiled sweetly.
I then asked, “So, when you pretended to be me with Mom and Daddy before we did the blindfold game, how would it go?”
“She had me call her ‘Mom’ ... and she’d call me ‘Mel’ while we had sex. She even got me to wear some of your clothes, especially after I wore your cheer uniform.”
That was a kick in the head. Mom was calling Sarah ‘Mel’ long before she ever called me that herself. But then, maybe she really wished Sarah was me?
“Wow,” I replied in surprise. And you did?”
“Yeah, it was weird at first, but ...”
“What did you wear?”
“Just some tops and a few dresses you like to wear ... and your panties out of the hamper.”
“So Daddy liked peeling my used panties off of you ... thinking it was me?”
“Would he sniff them?”
“Both your parents did.”
Fucking incredible, I thought.
“You got off on it, didn’t you?” I asked her.
“Yeah. It was seriously kinky.”
I scrunched my lips.
“You’re jealous, aren’t you?” Sarah asked.
I sighed deeply. “Okay, I’m jealous.”
“It was just role playing. Please don’t be mad at me ... or them.”
“Would you be okay with me doing that with your dad? Having him sniff your dirty panties after he took them off of me ... smelling your pussy in them?”
“Uhhh ... Would you want to pretend to be me with my parents?”
“Why not? I think it would be seriously kinky.”
Sarah looked lost for a few moments. I wasn’t suggesting doing anything different than what she had already done with my own parents. Was she now the one jealous?
She finally said, “Are you thinking of doing it to get even with me?”
I had to think for a moment. Was I?
“Honestly, maybe. So I won’t do it.”
“I won’t do it to hurt you, Sarah. And it would. I can see it in your face.”
Her lips curled into a half smile, “I want you to do it, Mel.”
“Seriously, I want you to.”
“It sorta turns me on thinking about it ... plus I know you wouldn’t be doing it to hurt me if I asked you to.”
“Cool. But are you absolutely sure?”
“I’m sure. In fact, I’ll show you some of my panties that I bet Dad would like to see you in,” she said with a conspiratorial look I had never seen before.
“Oh, my Gawd, Sarah! You really are getting into this!”
“I’ve had all the fun pretending to be you for your parents. It’s only fair ... and it’s making me totally wet thinking about my parents doing what yours have done with me.”
“You’re such a little pervert, Sarah,” I said, grabbing her and kissing her deeply. I then said, “You’re getting wilder and more daring all the time. In fact, from now on I’m calling you ‘Mini-Mel’.”
Saying that just got me pinched though.
“I think you’re a little obsessed with this role-playing though,” she replied.
“Maybe, but our parents are the ones that started all of this.”
“Are you mad at your parents?” she asked.
“I’m not mad ... It’s just that ...”
“You want to have sex with them, don’t you?” Sarah blurted out.
I looked at her unsure how to answer. I had fantasized about some things. I had even done some things on the spur of the moment. But did I really want to have a sexual relationship with my parents like they had with Sarah?
“I’m not sure ...”
She hugged me, “If you do, it’s cool. We’ll probably go to hell for it, but that’s never stopped either of us before.”
I asked her, “Would you want to with your parents?”
“I dunno ...”
“That’s where I’m at, Sarah. We’ve been doing so many wild things, but that would be huge. It would change things forever between me and my parents.”
“I’m not scared to try it. I’d probably jump at the chance. The scary part is afterwards.” I bit my lip thinking about it.
“All of it scares me. But you’ve always been the most daring one. I have to be talked into things. You just jump right into stuff. Sometimes I get scared for you.”
I looked at her with newfound appreciation. I knew Sarah would always have my back. She knew I had hers too.
“I guess you and Peter had a lot of time to talk and get to know each other better,” Sarah stated.
“We talked about a lot of things. It’s amazing what he already knew about me.”
“It doesn’t surprise me.”
“He even knew my birthday and stuff. Isn’t that cool? And I didn’t know his.”
“When is it?”
“Tomorrow and I don’t have a gift for him. I don’t know what to get him. And his parents invited me over for his birthday dinner.” I was really upset.
“Hello? Miss Dense? What would Peter like? Might he like to look at you just before he goes to sleep or first thing when he wakes up?”
“But I can’t spend every night with him!”
“Right, and now you know your birthday present for him!” Sarah smiled with a smug expression on her face.
I scrunched my face. “I still don’t ...” Suddenly it hit me. “Oh I think I just got it, stupid me, you mean a picture of me? For his nightstand?”
“Good morning, Miss Intelligent.” Sarah pounced on me and kissed me deeply.
Suddenly Jamie opened the door. “I should have guessed I would find you here!” he said dryly. “I’m starving.”
Sarah looked up and said, “Hi, lover. Sleep well?”
He grinned. “You made sure of that in the middle of the night!”
“Who woke up who at 4am?” Sarah retorted, playfully huffing.
Jamie grinned. “You didn’t seem to mind.”
“Well, let’s get cleaned up a little, kids, and get little Jamie some breakfast. He needs to keep up his strength, it sounds like,” I chimed in.
We went into the bathroom, the three of us together, cleaned up a little and went downstairs. I liked the camaraderie with my best friend and my brother. We all could make love to each other and not get jealous. It felt great.
We hadn’t bothered to get dressed. Being a nudist had its advantages.
Mom was sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee reading the newspaper. ”Good morning, to all three of you.”
I went over to her, “Good Morning, Mom.”
She got a quick hug and a kiss from me. Jamie did the same. Sarah hesitated for a second, but I nodded to her that it was alright. Mom looked at me curiously. So Sarah also hugged Mom and gave her a lingering kiss on her lips. “Good morning, Andrea.”
“Good morning, sweetie. Do I taste my daughter on your lips? I thought I tasted you on hers.”
Sarah blushed. Jamie stood there with his mouth open. I smiled at them. “I had a great wake-up call this morning.”
Mom chuckled. “Yeah, your father and I heard that wake-up call all the way down here, my rather noisy baby girl.”
I just shrugged my shoulders. “I can’t help it when she does me like that!”
Mom laughed. “It seemed like we heard two wake-up calls this morning.”
Sarah blushed and shrugged her shoulders.
Mom got up. “Grab some towels and I’ll fix you breakfast. I made waffles for Greg. I made enough batter for all of you, too. Would you like that?”
As Mom turned off the iron and handed the last waffles to Jamie I remembered that I needed a birthday present for Peter.
“Mom, I need your help, please!” I anxiously said.
I quickly told her what I wanted. I knew if anyone could figure a way to make it happen, Mom would be the one.
“Before I call a studio I know,” she said, “I would ask you, Jamie, to clean up the tent and other outdoor stuff. And you,” she looked at me. “I need you to help me with the laundry and other indoor cleaning later. I have asked Doris to come over around ten. She may want to talk to you, too, Melissa. Sarah, you are welcome to stay.”
“I promised my mom I’d come home after breakfast.”
Did I detect a sign of disappointment on Mom’s face?
“I’ll call the studio.” Mom stood up to get on the phone.
I started to celebrate when she interrupted me. “Whoa, Mel. I didn’t say it will work out.”
I was sure she would come through, though.
Jamie went upstairs to shower and get dressed. Sarah stayed with me and was just as anxious to find out if her idea would work.
Sarah then whispered to me, “She called you ‘Mel’.”
“Yeah, isn’t it awesome!” I whispered back.
“She’s never called you Mel before, has she?”
“Saturday night was the first time.”
“What brought that on?”
“I’ll tell you later,” I said as Mom got off the phone.
She looked at me crooking her head, “You lucked out, missy. You have an appointment tomorrow at 1pm.”
“Is he gonna have time to do the prints?” I skeptically asked.
“He uses a digital camera. You can pick out which ones you want on a monitor and get them printed before we leave. And he carries frames, too.”
“You are so awesome, Mom,” I said, hugging her tightly.
I then ran out of the kitchen. I had bounded about halfway up the stairs before realizing Sarah wasn’t behind me. I needed to talk to her about Jamie and Mom tricking me Saturday night! So I went back to get her.
As I looked around the corner into the kitchen, I saw the two of them passionately kissing. Sarah was holding Mom’s face with both hands. Mom had one hand on one of Sarah’s breast, the other on her butt pulling Sarah into her. They apparently didn’t realize I had come back.
“I missed you, baby,” Mom told Sarah.
“I missed getting kissed like this,” Sarah answered, smiling.
Mom laughed quietly. “I’m sure Greg kissed you like this. He told me you were a lot of fun Saturday night. I hope you had fun, too.”
“I just wish you had been there, too. It is even more fun with both of you. I like it when you kiss me while Greg fucks me. It makes my orgasms so intense.”
Mom laughed again. “I know, baby. It works the other way around, too.”
Sarah giggled a little and kissed Mom again. Then Sarah saw me, quickly turning her head. They both stood there, still in each other’s embrace, too shocked to even move.
I’m sure they both thought I was upset. I probably was for maybe a fraction of a second, but then I felt something else. I just acted on impulse. Before they could separate, I quickly sprinted over to them. I took Sarah’s face with my hands and deeply kissed her. She was surprised at first, but got into it just as passionately as I did.
When I pulled my mouth from hers, I firmly said to her, “Kiss Mom.”
She glanced at Mom and then back at me. Looking at Sarah, I tilted my head toward Mom while smiling. She took a deep breath and leaned in to kiss her. Mom was unsure of herself at first, but quickly got into the kiss as well.
When they separated, I suspected they thought it was over. I quickly showed them it wasn’t. I turned to Mom and leaned in to kiss her. She was reluctant though until I took her face with my hands and pushed my tongue between her lips. She quickly surrendered and returned as good as I gave.
“Wow,” I heard Sarah softly exclaim.
I pulled away and took a deep breath.
“Whew,” I said, still recovering from what I done. I grabbed Sarah by the hand and pulled her with me to go upstairs. As I pulled her through the doorway, I quickly glanced back and saw my exasperated Mom shaking her head, but she was smiling.
As we went upstairs, “Mel, I can’t believe you just did that!”
“Seriously?” I asked.
“Okay, you got me there. But wow!”
“I need to tell you something else about the weekend. So, I just thought of the quickest way to get you away from Mom without pissing off either of you for interrupting your intimate moment together.”
I think Sarah was surprised at just how intimate Mom and I had become. Well, intimate for brief moments anyways. It was going to take some time for her to take it all in and ask the questions I’m sure she had now. But we would have plenty of time.
We jumped on my bed and looked at each other before we broke down laughing. Sarah was the first to recover.
“Mel, I just cannot believe what is happening with you and your mom,” she exclaimed.
“Wait until you hear what I have to tell you, and you’ll really not believe you know anything about my mom and me anymore.”
“Right now I am ready to believe anything.”
“You asked about Mom calling me ‘Mel’?”
“It happened Saturday night after the orgy. Mom and Jamie came back to the tent around two in the morning when I was already sleeping. Both were pretty wasted with booze and some other stuff. Jamie had a boner you wouldn’t believe. And that was even after the orgy.”
“You’ve just got to be joking!”
“No. I’m not. Mom said Jamie had taken a Viagra and couldn’t get soft. Like a dope I believed them and when Mom asked me to fuck him I did. That’s the first time she called me ‘Mel’. She stuffed a couple of fingers in my pussy to get me ready to take Jamie’s cock, and when he fucked me Mom licked my butthole. Finally just before we both came she kissed me like make-out type kissing.”
“Wow, chica. That’s so totally hot,” Sarah said awestruck.
“She even continued kissing me when Jamie and I both had come, squeezing my tits. When I started to feel hers, she snapped out of it and everything stopped.”
“You making out with your mom while your brother is fucking you, no wonder the wall is gone,” Sarah said softly. “I am happy for you and your mom.”
“Wait, I’m not finished. Sunday on the drive home she admitted that she had tricked me. Jamie had dared her to play with him.”
“He did what?” Sarah’s eyes got real big.
“She had kissed him and almost stroked his cock at the orgy, but couldn’t because another lady was sucking it at the time. But, on the way back to the tent afterwards, he dared Mom to actually do what she began to do during the orgy. So, she started kissing him and stroking his cock.”
“She did that out in the open?”
“She said they were on the path between the house the orgy was at and the campground,” I said. “No one could see them without her noticing them in plenty of time. So, after kissing and jerking his cock for a while, he still wasn’t close to cumming, but his hard-on wouldn’t go down. So, she started giving him a blowjob, hoping that would get him off quickly.”
“Are you fucking serious?” she asked, completely incredulous at what I had told her.
“That’s what she told me! But Jamie still was taking too long to cum, and Mom was too scared to keep trying, afraid somebody might catch them. So she didn’t finish him off and Jamie still hadn’t gone soft. That led to her tricking me into taking care of my brother’s boner, blaming the Viagra for it!”
“And Jamie said not much had gone on. I have to have a little talk with my boyfriend to jog his memory.” Sarah shook her head for a minute.
Sarah then grabbed my head and kissed me. Our tongues met and we sucked on them, but it was more tenderly and softly. We were best friends and we could share everything, even stuff about my mom.
Sarah finally broke away.
“I’ve got to get home soon,” she said. “Mom has some chores for me to do. And she’ll be pissed if I don’t get them done today.”
“Let’s shower together, if Jamie left any hot water for us,” I suggested.
We washed each other thoroughly. But it was more like two best friends doing something nice to each other rather than doing something sexy.
Sarah went to Jamie’s bedroom to get her clothes, and I went to mine to get dressed.
A little later Sarah and Jamie stopped by my room.
Sarah said, “Mel, we’re going over to my house for a while.”
“Cool. Remember though that I want you to hang out with me and Jennifer tomorrow morning.”
Jamie asked, “Are you girls gonna seduce Jennifer?”
“Shut the fuck up, Jamie! Does everything have to be sex with you? Gawd!” I chastised him.
Of course, it was all about sex ... at least trying to get Jennifer hooked up with another chick.
“You better get home again soon so you can clean up the camping gear, dear brother.”
“Whatever. I’ll be back in time to do my chores. If you are gonna try to seduce her, good luck!” he sneered. “If you ask me she is a cold fish.”
Sarah playfully popped his arm. “I’m gonna wear your cock out when you come over later this afternoon to my house. You’ll be too sore to even think about Jennifer’s pussy.”
I walked Jamie and Sarah out of the house just as Doris arrived. I smiled at her. She winked back. It was obvious to me she was here to talk about the weekend with Mom. I hoped I would have a chance to talk to her as well. I was sure they would want to have some privacy for a while though.
“Melissa, you’re leaving?” she asked.
“No, ma’am. Jennifer is coming over this afternoon.”
“I’ll be inside with your Mom for a while,” she said, touching my shoulder. She was subtly telling me she wanted to talk to me too.