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   "Whatever you did yesterday to loosen up your mother, I really need to
thank you for it."

   I was leaning into the fridge when I felt Dad's arms come around my
stomach, hugging me from behind.  I glanced down, and instead of his usual
big, woolly 'Dad robe' I noticed his arms were covered in royal blue silk.

   Looking back over my shoulder, I smiled when I saw he was wearing a new,
much sexier robe.  "Wow, Dad!  Got a hot date, or what?" I grinned, hugging
his arms to my stomach.  I felt him pressing against me, his hips and
especially his large bulge pushing into my ass.

   "I just had one, thanks to you.  I don't know what's gotten into your
mother lately."

   "I bet you have, a lot!" I giggled.

   He laughed and said, "You know what I mean, sweetie.  I couldn't believe
that amazing little robe she hit us with us last night, could you?  Then,
once she came to bed, she literally threw me down and went crazy on me! 
She was raring to go again this morning, too.  She was so fired up, she
didn't even wait for me.  She just climbed aboard and started riding while
I was still asleep.  I know I owe this all to you, so maybe someday you'll
tell your dear ol' dad your secret.  Whatever you did to her, it sure
worked, and I want more."

   Smiling, I turned my head to him.  "She was so beautiful, wasn't she?"

   "She's always been stunningly beautiful.  My god, though, she was just
incredible yesterday.  She hasn't dressed and behaved that provocatively
around the house since you and the boys started high school," he said,
squeezing me tightly.

   "No doubt.  Right up until we started ninth grade she had no problem
with wearing the skimpiest things imaginable around the boys, and I know
she loves to wear super short miniskirts and see-through tops for you and
your friends when you all go out together, but she hasn't dressed that way
around the house in forever.  Still, I should be thanking you for sticking
up for me, and not just yesterday, either.  You always stick up for me...."

   Pressing my ass against him as he hugged me, I couldn't tell for certain
whether he had anything on beneath his silk robe.  All I had on were my
sheer mesh panties, in bright pink - my tiniest, most revealing panties.

   Doing a quick check in the mirror that morning, I'd noticed those
panties were much smaller than my bikini bottoms.  Like my bikini, they
exposed a good three inches of my curving cleft above the waistband, but
they also left my entire ass exposed.  They were basically a g-string, and
didn't need to be wet to be see-through.  They were totally sheer.  I knew
they were one of the pairs of panties Paul had been talking about since
they clearly revealed my little patch of black pubic hair, some of which
actually stuck out through the holes in the open mesh.

   Still looking in the mirror, I'd tried another test.  Sitting on the
bed, I hooked my arms around my knees and raised them to my chest, the way
Mom had done it in her kimono on the couch for the guys.

   The panties split my pussy, down by the bottom.  Looking through the
mesh material above my slit, I could see and even touch my pubic hair.  In
the center, I could make out my clit and soft lips.  My shining pink bud
pressed through a hole in the open mesh, just like my pubic hair.  Towards
the bottom, though, yow, those panties became so narrow that they dipped
inside my pussy, disappearing completely to expose the larger outer labia,
which almost seemed to be swallowing the g-string.  A thin strip of
material reappeared over my smooth little asshole, covering about half of
it.  I could make out the slightly rosier indentation, and certainly the
tight crinkle, but the tiny opening was covered.

   It was a good thing that except for my little patch above my slit I was
shaved bare, otherwise hair would've been sticking out everywhere.

   I'd also thrown on one of Paul's old sleeveless sweatshirts, which was
cut off at my belly button and missing nearly all of the sides.  I could
see my breasts, almost to the tips.  If I reached my arms forward or angled
my upper body even a little bit, such as the way I was leaning into the
fridge when Dad entered the kitchen, the fullness of each breast would
bobble into view, nipples and everything.

   I was still on such a high from the day before that despite seeing how
exposed I was I'd decided to go ahead and wear those panties and that top
around the house anyway.  To be honest, that's why I chose them.  I knew it
would excite me to wear such revealing things.  Yep, I was quickly coming
to understand that letting everyone see my body was my biggest turn-on.

   So, between my barely-there panties and the thinness of Dad's silk robe,
mmmm, I was really able to enjoy the feeling of his heavy cock pressing
against my smooth, naked bottom.

   "Of course I always stick up for you.  I'm just a sucker for a pretty
smile.  Why do you think I married your sexy mother?" he grinned.

   Detecting the scent of warm, spicy perfume, I felt a lock of long hair
brush against my cheek.  I smiled happily.  Mom had come to join our little
hug.

   "You were mighty sexy yourself last night, and absolutely incredible
just now..." she said to Dad, a contented smile evident in her voice. 
Leaning in, she kissed me over the ear.  "As for you, little one, I'm sorry
about yesterday.  I shouldn't have questioned anything.  Honey, your father
has always been right to defend you.  I think maybe I was just a skosh
jealous."

   Turning to face her, I was thrilled to see that she was again wearing
her tiny kimono.  "Oh yes, we are definitely going to have to get you a
dozen more of these little robes.  I just love how you look in
this...especially right after you've had sex," I grinned, scoping her up
and down.  Glancing back at Dad, I teasingly wiggled my bottom against him.
"See what you did to her?  Isn't she awesome?"

   While still hugging me from behind, Dad said to her, "Absolutely.  Baby,
you are truly amazing."

   Mom seriously blushed.  God, she was gorgeous.

   "And anyway," I continued, staring into her dazzling eyes, "you should
never be jealous of me.  You're a total knockout.  You're much better built
than I am, and way sexier.  There isn't a mom in our whole school who can
touch you."

   "I bet there are more than a few who would like to, along with all the
sons and dads," he chuckled.

   I gave her a cheeky little smile.  "A lot of the daughters, too.  You'd
be surprised at how many of my girlfriends think you're a total MILF."

   "Dawn!  I'm nobody's MILF but your father's!" she laughed.

   Dad shook his head and grinned, then he leaned around me to poke his
head into the fridge.  Taking advantage of the situation, I whispered to
her, "That's not true.  You're my MILF too, you know."

   She quickly glanced at Dad.  He wasn't looking, and she gave me a
playful kiss on the lips.  "Yes, I do, and you're definitely my DILF," she
whispered with a giggle.  As we stood hugging, she flinched.  "Wow, baby,
you should warn someone when you hug them with that thing on.  It's kind of
scratchy," she said, tugging on the bottom of my sweatshirt.  She ran her
hand over the raised lettering, which had become a bit worn and frayed
after so many washings.  "You look absolutely wonderful in that top, honey,
but you need to be gentle.  My skin is really tender here...." Smiling
sweetly, she traced her fingertips over the exposed inner halves of her
bare breasts where my shirt had scratched her.

   "Be right back!" I said, racing up the stairs to my bedroom.  Peeling
off my sweatshirt, I grabbed a tiny, see-through baby doll top.  It was
just nice, soft lingerie, and the pink matched my mesh panties.  Slipping
it on, I knew it would feel much nicer against her.  Like her kimono, it
left most of my breasts bare.  What little coverage it did offer consisted
of a very fine gauze material decorating the sides and bottoms, allowing
the inside swells and teardrop pout to remain completely out in the open.
My nipples were barely concealed.

   I figured that with my breasts almost fully exposed, our hugs wouldn't
be scratchy at all to her.

   I ran back downstairs, giggling as my boobs bounced right out of my top.
Pausing at the bottom of the stairs to tuck them back in, I noticed my
nipples were erect.  They were making obvious pokies, and I could easily
see them through the wispy material anyway.

   Dad was eating a pear at the table while reading the morning paper.  Mom
was standing by the coffee maker, beaming brightly as I came back into the
kitchen.

   "Better?" I asked, moving into her welcoming arms to resume our hug. 
Feeling mischievous, and knowing Dad wasn't looking, I gently rubbed my
breasts against hers until our bare nipples were touching.

   "Mmmmmm, much better, sweetie...much, much better.  Soft, beautiful
skin...no more scratchies...." She leaned in to kiss me, and I moaned into
her mouth as she rubbed her naked boobs against mine.  Though we were
trying to keep an eye on Dad, within moments our tongues were passionately
dancing together.  Immediately my hands went to her pantiless bottom,
cupping and squeezing her perfect curves.  One of her hands went to my ass
while the other slipped between my legs to stroke my clit, which was poking
through a large opening in the pink mesh.  "Naughty panties!" she
whisper-giggled, then we simply made out; hugging, touching and noisily
kissing, we were going at it hot and heavy despite Dad sitting only a few
feet away.

   My eyes went wide, though, when she said, "Baby, show your father." With
a devilish smile she pulled me over to Dad, who stood at her playful
command.  "Doesn't she feel much nicer to hug now, without that scratchy
top against your chest?" she grinned, taking his arms and wrapping them
around me.  Leaning over my shoulder, she tugged his robe open to the waist
before gently hip-checking me into his warm embrace.

   Expecting him to be reluctant to hug me skin to skin, I was happily
surprised when he pulled me close while smiling at the sight of my naked
breasts kissing his chest.  Leaning back a bit, I saw his thickening shaft
pressing against my pussy; with his enormous crown wedged below my
baby-smooth slit, the detailed shape and sheer mind-blowing size of his
spectacular cock was obvious in the thin, silky robe.

   "I didn't notice any scratchiness before but I agree, she feels
fantastic like this..." he said, smirking over my shoulder at Mom.

   Since he was being so smug, I decided to mess with him a little. 
Sliding my hands down his hips, I reached inside his robe, and he gasped
when I grasped his naked cock.  Grinning wickedly as I gave it a good
squeeze, I pulled it out and began slowly stroking it while rubbing the
head against my wet clit.

   "He feels fantastic too like this..." I said, smirking over my shoulder
at Mom just the way he had.  Positioning his hardening cock between my
legs, I pressed it to my pussy, then, moving back into our hug, I rubbed my
naked breasts against his chest.

   "That's another thing that's going to change around here.  We're going
to hug more as a family, and just be more affectionate in general.  No more
being stuffy and distant with each other," Mom said, hugging me into a
sandwich with him.  They kissed beside my face, and she drove her hips
forward, pushing me firmly onto Dad's bare cock.  His awesome dick was
still lengthening as it pressed against my pussy, which was protected only
by that tiny barrier of mesh material.

   "Sounds good to me.  I don't think I'll ever complain about having to
take more of this kind of affection from my two beautiful girls," he
grinned, kissing me when he was done kissing her.  Mom held us close
together as Dad and I made out for about thirty seconds, his naked cock
sawing between my wet pussy lips the entire time.

   "You won't hear any arguments from me either," I finally said, turning
to face her.  I looped my arms around her neck as she hooked hers around my
bare waist, then we simply dropped our heads onto each other's shoulder. 
We were the perfect heights for hugging.

   She was about to say something when suddenly she flinched, then her eyes
lit up.

   After I'd turned to face her, Dad had continued our sandwich hug.  The
thing is, by that point his huge dick had become fully erect and was
pressing into my ass cheek.  Rising to my tiptoes, I'd leaned over a little
to relieve the poking pressure, and it'd slipped back between my legs.  I
felt the top of his shaft throbbing against my pussy; his cock was so big,
it had gone all the way between my legs to the front, where it was pushing
against Mom's pussy as she hugged me.

   Her face was a picture, once she realized what was happening.  Looking
down, she giggled when she saw his dick poking her.  Flashing me a goofy
grin, she opened her robe and playfully ground her pussy onto the shining
head of his cock.

   Dad yelped and quickly pulled away, apparently startled by the
unexpected sensation of penetrating a wet pussy.  God, he looked so cute as
he sheepishly shuffled over to sit down again at the table.  I think that
might have been the first time I'd ever seen him become embarrassed, and it
was just absolutely adorable!

   In a sing-song voice Mom teased, "What's the matter, honeeeey?  Maybe a
little toomuch affection?" He just grunted, and she giggled, "Once you let
that big guy out of his cage, you have to keep track of him!  I mean,
seriously, with the way he loves to go exploring, who knows where he'll end
up?  Keep letting him come out to play with us, and you'll see your two
beautiful girls become really affectionate!  All sorts of happy accidents
are just bound to happen when your friendly monster is being affectionate
to us, especially down here...." Still giggling, she accentuated her point
by patting my bare bottom with both hands, making it quiver.

   Giggling right along with her, I looked over my shoulder to see Dad
staring open-mouthed at my ass.

   When I turned back to Mom, she gave me a cute smirk while gesturing with
her eyes to his huge erection, which he tried to hide by sliding his chair
beneath the table.  He was blushing as he attempted to read his paper
again.

   She mouthed to me, "See?  Look what you did to him!"

   I nodded, mouthing back, "It's so big!"

   "Duh!  I told you!" Grinning, she made a silly face.

   "I even pressed it against my pussy!"

   "I know!  I saw you rubbing it against your clit!" 

   "You did?!"

   Giggling at my surprised reaction, she grinned and nodded happily before
pulling me close.  "When you pressed it between your legs, I thought for
sure you were going to tug your panties out of the way and put it inside
you.  God, baby, you're so beautiful, I don't know how he ever resisted,"
she whispered.  I leaned in to kiss her, and we began making out again.  I
went straight for her pussy, slipping two fingers deep inside.  Her eyes
went wide, but she let me do it, even returning the favor by sliding a
finger into my pussy from behind.  Moaning through our hungry kisses, we
gently fucked each other until we both came.

   I don't know about her, but that was probably my fastest cum ever!

   Releasing me after one last kiss, she took Dad by the hand and pulled
him up from the table.  Turning to face away from him, she wrapped his arms
around her waist and slowly circled her sexy hips, rubbing her ass against
what must have still been a really big, hard cock.  While basically giving
him a standing lap dance right there in the kitchen, she brought her lips
to his ear and breathed, "Baby, take me back to bed."

   Grinning, he shot me a sheepish glance over her shoulder.

   Twice in one morning I saw Dad become embarrassed, just like a little
boy!  Awesome!

   "Why are you looking at me?  You heard her!  Your beautiful wife isn't
about to let that thing go to waste, so go give it to her!" I said,
laughing as they hugged their way out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

   ~ ~ ~

   I was in my room reading when Mom knocked on the door and stuck her head
in.  Dad was right behind her, standing in the hallway.

   "Sweetie, your father and I are going to take a drive up to the lake
today, and we're staying for the night.  There's plenty of food in the
house, plus I left you some money on the kitchen table in case you want to
get a pizza later for you and your brother.  We won't be back until
tomorrow evening, so will you two be okay here by yourselves?"

   Grinning, I set my book aside.  "Just look at you two.  God, you're like
a couple of newlyweds again.  You guys are awesome!"

   She leaned back to kiss him, and he spanked her on the ass, making her
squeal in delight.

   I laughed and said, "You two go have a blast.  We'll be fine.  Where is
Paul, anyway?"

   "He went to Rick's house.  He said he'd be back home this afternoon."

   "Did he say whether Rick would be coming over?"

   "No, he said Rick is leaving with his parents tonight, and he wants to
go see that Transformers movie with him before Rick takes off for the
weekend.  It looks like it'll just be the two of you, kiddo.  You'll have
to tease and torture your brother's horny friends some other day," she
grinned, sticking her tongue out.

   I smiled, "Awww, man, and just when I was planning on being a real wild
woman!"

   "Call us if you need anything, and don't destroy the house, okay?" she
chuckled.

   Sticking my tongue out right back at her, I grinned, "Right, because
Paul and I are such crazy partiers."

   Dad smacked her on the ass again.  "Okay, we're outta here.  Be good, oh
daughter o' mine," he said, and off they went.

   The day had really begun to heat up, climbing well into the nineties. 
Knowing it would be a perfect opportunity to work on my "California tan,"
as Paul called it, I headed out to the pool.  Lying facedown on my sun
lounger, I was just starting to doze off when suddenly I heard giggling,
then I felt something wet touching my butt.  Quickly turning to see what
was happening, I laughed at the sight of a kneeling-on-all-fours Michelle
trying to give my ass a hickey, with Trish and Lisa beaming at me from the
other side.  Excited to see them, I jumped up happily from my lounger. 
"Hey!  Awesome!  What are you guys doing here?"

   As we all exchanged hugs, Michelle said, "We just wanted to see you
again before you take off for California.  When we ran into your parents
getting ready to go somewhere in your dad's car, he told us they were
leaving for a little weekend getaway.  We asked if it would be okay to
surprise you, and your mom let us in through the garage.  Once we saw you
out here, we decided to wait a few minutes, then hit you with a sneak
attack!"

   "So when are you leaving, anyway?" asked Trish.

   "Probably in about a week or so.  I have to give myself time to look for
a place to stay."

   "Paul is going with you to help you look, right?" asked Lisa, with a
slight frown.

   "Yep, he's all excited now about getting to go on a road trip with me."

   "Can't blame him," said Michelle.  "I wish I was going with you."

   "Me too," Lisa said.  "I'd love to do a trip like that with
you or your brother."

   "My brother?  Really?"

   She just smiled sweetly until Trish tickled her while grinning, "Duh,
Dawn!  You didn't know?"

   "Stop it!  And shut up!" giggled Lisa.

   "I didn't know what?" I asked.

   Michelle laughed, "Lisa has the biggest crush ever on Paul!  You didn't
know?"

   Okay, this was definitely news to me.  I wasn't entirely sure I liked
the idea either.  That feeling surprised me, and I thought, 'Why on earth
should I mind if Lisa likes Paul?' Still, I said to Michelle, "No, I didn't
know.  When did this happen?"

   "Jeez, Dawn," she grinned.  "How blind are you?  Lisa's been crushing on
Paul since at least the beginning of the school year, when we started
coming over here after practice.  I think she's saving her virginity for
him!"

   "Michelle!!  God!  Shut up already!!" shouted Lisa, running into the
house.

   Embarrassed, Michelle took off after her.  Apologizing through the
bathroom door, she pleaded, "Lisa, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was supposed
to be a secret.  I really am sorry, baby.  Please, come out." A few moments
later they were talking quietly on the couch, and Michelle was hugging her.
Lisa finally returned the hug, then they got up together and came back out
to the pool.



   Michelle gave me another embarrassed look.  "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have
said anything.  I really thought everyone knew, and we were just kidding
around.  I shouldn't have opened my big mouth."

   Sheepishly, she took Lisa's hand.  Lisa squeezed it, offering her a
small grin.  "Oh, don't worry about it.  Besides, Paul doesn't even like
me. I'm not his type.  I'm sure he likes Carrie."

   That made me smile.  Carrie is our squad's totally stacked blonde - the
classic bubbleheaded cheerleader.  She's the sweetest girl a guy could ever
hope to meet, and I could easily see why anyone would want her.  She's even
bigger up top than Mom, and with her shiny blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes
and long, slim legs, she looks like a real-life Barbie doll.

   Still, I knew Paul didn't have a crush on her.  If anything, I thought
he had one on Michelle.

   Although Carrie might be the flashiest girl of our group, I think
Michelle is the most beautiful.  She's my height, about five-eight, with a
ton of long, thick, chestnut brown hair.  She has this tiny beauty mark
above her lip, and she's a dead ringer for Cindy Crawford.  Seriously, she
looks like a runway model.  As much as I love Carrie, Michelle is way
sexier.  Carrie is friendly and bubbly, and definitely a total sweetheart,
but Michelle is just amazing.  Besides being so gorgeous, she's also smart,
funny, confident and really sensual, without even trying.

   I love her beautiful B-cup breasts.  They're perfect on her trim,
athletic body.  She moves like a panther, and she always wears these
skintight tops that show off her perpetually braless tits.  She has the
biggest nipples ever, which constantly pop out like crazy in her tight
little t-shirts.  Even though she has the smallest boobs of our group, they
usually receive the most stares and compliments.  Guys just can't keep
their eyes off her sexy high beams, and neither can I.

   For months she tried to get me to go braless too, until finally she wore
me down and convinced me to join her.  Once I started, I had to admit that
it felt incredible.  I love seeing my bouncing boobs and erect nipples draw
the same sort of attention hers always do.  God, there have been times when
the lusting stares of guys ogling my bare breasts through my see-through
t-shirts and unbuttoned blouses turned me on so much, I just wanted to rip
my top off right in the middle of class.

   One day while looking me over, she giggled, "With your ass, though, it
almost doesn't matter.  People are either going to stare at your face,
which is the prettiest in the whole world, or they're going to drool over
your ass, which is the best in the entire universe.  Your tits are
ridiculously fantastic too - they're as great as everything else on you -
but someone would really have to be a breast man not to stare at your face,
or especially your ass."

   Still, I do love the attention I get for my breasts.  As awesome as
Mom's are, I had begun to wonder in envy when I would ever fill out, and
once I finally did, I couldn't wait to show them off!  Going braless all
the time now, yep, it definitely helps.  I have really big nipples too, but
god, Michelle's breasts always just look so horny!  Every time I see her, I
can't help but want them in my mouth.

   Trish is totally wild.  Half Thai, half Swedish, she looks like an
exotic porn star.  She has almond eyes, yet they're bright green, which is
a really wicked combination.  She has ash blonde hair and a perpetual tan.
She's tiny, too; only five-one and maybe a hundred pounds.  Out of our
whole squad, she's the most acrobatic.  I swear she's made of rubber.  She
can do seemingly anything with her body, easy as pie.  She also has a
pierced belly button that she loves to show off with her baby tee tank
tops.

   For being such a petite girl, she's really well-endowed.  In fact, the
rumor going around school was that she'd had breast implants, which was
easy to assume since her parents are super rich.  Her boobs are real,
though.  They're just so round and firm that nobody could believe it, but
they're natural.  Even her pretty nipples are unique.  Like little
lighthouses capping her large mounds, they constantly point up at
forty-five degrees, and she barely has any areolas at all.

   The other thing about Trish is that she's the horniest girl of our
group, and the most sexually experienced.  She's had sex with tons of boys,
and a whole bunch of men; plenty of girls, too, including most of our
cheerleading squad.  She's also the only one of our group who always
squirts when she cums.

   Michelle makes the most noise, as she's a real screamer, but Trish
literally douses our faces in cum.  We're all totally envious because none
of us can match her huge gushes.

   Soon into their friendship Trish took our sexy Cindy Crawford look-alike
under her wing, which meant Michelle rapidly became just as sexual as her.
Sometimes Trish would even loan her boyfriends to Michelle, and that's how
she eventually lost her virginity.

   Lisa and I were the virgins.  Although her family is from Spain, and she
was born in Seville, she's lived most of her life in America.  She doesn't
have an accent or anything, and she doesn't even speak Spanish, yet she
looks like one of those sexy flamenco dancers.  She has fiery dark eyes
with really long lashes, and I always thought she had the best ass of our
group.  The way her jet black hair trails down right to the top of her ass
when she arches her back, Lisa seems too erotically beautiful to be some
high school girl from Kansas.

   While Michelle looks like a big city fashion model and Trish looks like
a porn star, Lisa looks like a movie star.

   She always wears dresses, or skirts and tops; never pants or shorts. 
She dresses like a sexy woman, not a high school girl, which I think is
awesome.  She also always wears the prettiest blouses, and with her large,
D-cup breasts, only Carrie among our group is bigger up top.  Lisa's are
prettier, though, mainly because of her golden olive skin and the elegance
of her whole body.

   How she ever managed to remain a virgin was a constant source of
bewilderment to Trish, who just couldn't imagine it.  "Girl, you must be
crazy.  What are you waiting for?  Men would have you.  Not just high
school boys, and not just college guys either.  I'm talking real men.  You
could have any man you want, right now.  You should be in Europe, living it
up on the Riviera."

   Lisa would simply give Trish one of her beguiling smiles.  "That's not
for me.  Can't I just enjoy being with my friends, until I'm ready to be
with a man?"

   She was so sweetly disarming that Trish would always become exasperated
and give in.

   So that's our little group: Michelle, the gorgeous model, and the
prettiest girl of the bunch, I think; Trish, the exotic Eurasian 'porn
star,' who was sort of our sexual mentor; Lisa, the enigmatic Spanish gypsy
goddess.

   Then there's me.  I'm the boring one.  Trish and Michelle swear up and
down that I'm the 'hottest' girl of our group, mainly because I supposedly
look just like Megan Fox.  They say my body - especially my ass - beats
everything, but I think Lisa is the most amazing one, and Michelle is the
sexiest, most beautiful one.  Trish, she's just completely out of my
league. Besides her wickedly exotic looks, she's practically a pro at sex,
and I'm only a beginner.

   I once saw Trish take a guy at a party, and it was the most amazing
thing I'd ever seen.  She was like a sword swallower in the circus. 

   We were all gathered in a circle, and she brought this one guy who was
probably in his late-twenties into the circle with her.  With Lisa and I
looking on in shock, Trish gave the guy a blowjob through his pants, then
she pulled his dick right out into the open.  It was almost as big as
Paul's or Dad's!  Next, Trish lay on the floor between two tables set up
for drinks and things.  After the tables were cleared and spaced apart, she
had this guy stretch out on his stomach across them, making his dick hang
down.  Trish's face was directly below the gap, and she fed his enormous
cock into her mouth.  Inch by inch, she kept taking more and more, until
Lisa and I gasped.  Eventually his long, thick cock was bulging in her
throat, and she was just calmly breathing through her nose.  Once the guy
got it all the way inside, he began to move up and down, totally fucking
her face.  Moaning around his pounding shaft, she simply closed her eyes
and let the guy throat-fuck her in front of twenty people!  The thing is,
she was taking it as easily as drinking a Snapple in the school cafeteria.

   Lisa and I slid our hands beneath each other's skirt.  While I was
wearing panties, Lisa's sexy round bottom was completely bare, and we
started fingering the other's pussy.  Bending her knees and grinding her
hips, she slipped two more fingers into my dripping wet pussy, which was
literally beginning to pour down my thighs.

   When the guy pulled his cock from Trish's throat, slowly extracting it
like a drill from a well, Lisa whispered, "God, look at that.  Baby,
please, do my ass."

   Trish had just placed the tip of the guy's enormous cock on her tongue
when I pushed my two middle fingers deep inside Lisa's tight little
asshole. As Lisa began to moan, that huge dick launched its first long,
heavy ropes into Trish's mouth, then she simply decorated her face with his
shooting cum.

   That was it for us; Lisa and I came.  It was so awesome, the way I was
cumming on her hand even as her fingers were clenching inside me from her
own crashing orgasm.

   Nope, none of us can match Trish, though Michelle is definitely trying.
I have no doubt that soon she'll be as good as Trish is at sex, and I'll be
the happy beneficiary of her newfound skills.  Ever since we all first got
together, Michelle was always more my friend than Trish's.  She's Trish's
best friend, but Trish doesn't have that many close friends.  Michelle sort
of became her best friend by default.  With me, it's different.  She
considers me to be her "forever best friend," and I consider her to be
mine.

   She once told me, "Baby, I love to fuck Trish, but I love to fuck you
even more.  Always know that I love you, and only you."

   I love her, too.  I knew I would definitely miss her like crazy once I
moved away.

   Returning to our conversation by the pool, I smiled at Lisa.  "Girl, if
you only knew.  Carrie is so not Paul's type.  I promise you that."

   Lisa smiled shyly.  Thankfully, she didn't press the issue by asking,
"Okay then, so who is his type?"

   What could I have told her?  I was thinking, 'Ummm, I am, Lisa.  He
loves Megan Fox, and he loves my ass more than anything.  Also, hey, I suck
his cock and swallow his cum, so I've got that going for me too.'

   Still, I couldn't help but once again notice her extraordinary beauty,
and for a moment I felt oddly possessive about Paul.  Then I thought, 'What
is wrong with you?  He's your brother, not your boyfriend, you idiot.  Why
are you getting jealous over Lisa wanting him?'

   I was becoming a little angry with myself.

   When I glanced up, Lisa was staring off into the distance, seemingly
lost in her own thoughts.  Trish was in the kitchen, rummaging through the
fridge.  Michelle, though, was looking right at me; or, rather, right
through me.  Raising an eyebrow, she gave me a small smile.  I couldn't
quite tell whether it was a question or an accusation, and I quickly looked
away.

   "You guys wanna go swimming?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

   "We didn't bring any suits," Lisa said.

   "So?  Her parents just left for the weekend," grinned Trish, returning
from the kitchen.

   "Where's Paul?" asked Lisa.

   Trish smiled teasingly.  "Are you hoping he'll show up, especially if
you have to swim naked?"

   "Lisa, I could always loan you my bikini if Paul comes home," I said.

   "Yeah, right!" laughed Michelle.  "For all the good that little thing
ever does, she might as well go naked anyway!  Besides, what would you and
the rest of us wear?  You only have the one bikini."

   "Ah, screw it..." Lisa giggled.  Wearing only a peasant's skirt with a
matching white lace blouse, she simply started unbuttoning her top.  Once
she had it undone, she slipped it off and tossed it aside before shimmying
out of her skirt.  Since she'd showed up barefoot and pantiless, she stood
before us completely naked, her moist slit glistening in the morning sun.

   Michelle smiled at the sight of Lisa's wet pussy.  "The thought of Paul
catching you out here in the nude really turns you on, doesn't it?"

   Grinning happily, our gorgeous virgin goddess did a sexy little
pirouette for us.  "If Carrie's really not his type, maybe this will be?"

   A laughing Trish applauded while giving her a comical wolf whistle.  "If
that boy has a working cock, you're definitely his type.  If I had one, I'd
fuck you right now!"

   We all laughed, Lisa included.  Trish had a real knack for using blunt
humor to diffuse any tense situation.  She could get away with it, because
we knew she never meant anything in a bad way.

   Joining Lisa, Michelle quickly peeled off her tight tracksuit, revealing
that she too had come over totally naked beneath her skimpy clothes.  Like
me, she kept only a small strip of pubic hair.

   "Okay, Miss Expert," I said, turning to Trish, "which is better, Lisa's
completely shaved pussy, or our little landing strips?"

   Smirking as she kicked away her pumps, Trish went ahead and wriggled out
of her tight, faded jeans.  Again...no panties.  Posing for us in her
'Ibiza All Night' cutoff t-shirt, she was thoroughly in her element.  I
swear, no high school girl was ever more comfortable with her nudity,
including blatantly showing off her pussy.

   "Who says either one has to be better?  As long as your beautiful
pussies are bare, why can't I prefer both ways?" she grinned, stroking her
smooth, hairless slit.  She paused to take me all in, standing before her
in my tiny mesh panties and see-through baby doll top, and a wry smile
played on her lips.  "You bad little girl, you don't even have your bikini
on.  Is this what you wore around the house all morning?"

   'Here we go again...' I laughed to myself.

   Grinning, I nodded.

   "Baby, I can see your pussy.  I'm talking not just your landing strip
but your lips and clit, too." She reached out to stroke my pink nub poking
through my panties, the same way Mom had in the kitchen.  While caressing
my moistening slit, she looked up.  "I can see your perfect breasts and
huge nipples.  Girl, I can see your body just as clearly as I can see
Lisa's or Michelle's, and they're completely naked."

   Pausing again, she gave me a knowing smile, which I coyly returned.

   She broke into a small, sexy grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief. 
"You wear things like this around your family?  You let your parents and
Paul see your bare breasts?  You show them your pussy?"

   "Yes, Trish, this is all I wore around the house all morning."

   I just stood there...waiting.

   "Turn around for me.  I just have to see how your ass looks in these
panties."

   I turned away, smiling as I showed her my bare bottom, and she gasped.
"My god, Dawn, you let your father and little brother see this ass
completely naked?  These panties are all you wear around your turbo-hottie
mom?"

   What could I say?  With a little grin I just nodded.

   "Damn, baby, they must be going out of their minds from wanting to fuck
you," she laughed.  Pulling off her t-shirt, she tossed it onto the table,
and all three girls were nude.  "Stay just like that," she said, slinking
towards me.  I felt hands on my hips, then a mouth kissing my pussy through
the gap at the top of my thighs.  Trish was sucking my panties, taking my
lips in too.  With her tongue trying to slip inside me, her hands slid from
my stomach up to my breasts.  She cupped and hefted each one, squeezing and
fondling them as she sucked my pussy.

   I pulled my top off, and Michelle took my breast into her mouth.  Lisa
began tugging on my other nipple, then I felt Trish slipping my little
g-string panties aside before pressing her tongue deep into my asshole. 
"Here..." I said, pulling them down for her. 

   Trish stopped me.  "No, leave them on for now.  I want to see you as
your mother and father see you when they're at the kitchen table, and you
just come strutting in.  I want to see this ass, this incredible,
mouthwatering ass, just as Paul sees it when he's stroking his huge cock
while watching you through his bedroom window."

   I turned to look at her, and she breathed into my pussy, "Damn right,
Carrie isn't his type.  His type is right here...." Slowly running her
hands all over my bare ass, she spread it wide, then she leaned in to taste
it.

   When I quickly turned to Lisa to gauge her reaction, she just smiled
before taking my breast into her mouth.

   Trish continued licking me, starting at the tops of my thighs before
working her way into my little triangle-space, and the bottom of my pussy.
She lapped back and forth, back and forth, completely soaking my tiny
panties.  Taking my pussy lips between her teeth, she gently chewed on them
until I started shaking.  "You're going to make me cum...almost there..." I
moaned, and she pressed her face to my ass.  Spreading me open, she bit my
asshole, making me scream as I came.

   Trembling, I fell to my knees.  Michelle and Lisa brought me back to my
lounger, where they laid me facedown.  Right away, Trish pulled my panties
off and threw them in the pool.  Taking a couple of towels from the table,
she rolled them up into a fat ball, then she told me to lift.  I lifted,
and she slid that big ball of towels beneath my hips, propping my ass high
in the air.  With my back arched and my legs slightly spread, my ass and
pussy were lewdly presented to her.  Offering an open invitation, I was
ready and waiting.

   Michelle moved to my left hip, Trish to my right, with Lisa sliding into
the center position directly between my legs.  "Baby, I hope you don't need
to be anywhere soon, because that perfect ass of yours is about to get
completely devoured," Michelle said, her voice dripping with lust.

   I moaned my approval when I felt clever fingers spreading my ass and
pussy.  Trish and Michelle were each pulling open a cheek while Lisa was
parting my wet lips; suddenly there were two tongues licking my asshole and
a third slipping into my pussy.

   I could feel the girls becoming hungrier, and it was driving me insane.

   Lisa pulled me up by my hips onto my knees, my face and chest pressed to
the lounger.  Two slender fingers apiece, a pair per side, began pushing
into my asshole; just the tips at first, to the first knuckle.  As the
fingers spread me open, they slid in deeper.

   Lisa was using an overhand attack on my pussy, slipping three fingers
inside and spreading them.  Clamping me open, she pressed her mouth between
my legs and drove her long tongue deep into my pussy.  With her other hand
she was squeezing my thigh, seemingly just savoring its texture, or she
would spank my ass, making those four fingers up above reverberate inside
my asshole.

   Over and over, her tongue speared my welcoming depths, then I felt her
stabbing and wildly shaking her nose inside me.  Simply covering her face
in pussy, she hungrily growled, "God, I want to climb inside you and eat
your pussy until you explode, then I could just bathe in your warm, silky
cum.  Baby, I adore your gorgeous cunt."

   In the meantime, the fingers in my ass had been replaced by two tongues
wrestling sexily inside me.  Holding me open with two hands per cheek,
they'd spread me to the point that by turning their mouths opposite to each
other they were able to get both their tongues into my asshole.  Deep
inside my clenching bottom Michelle and Trish were Frenching, and I
couldn't stop cumming.  I can't gush the way Trish does, but I was flowing
like a faucet, and Lisa was crying out with laughter as my pleasure poured
all over her beautiful face.

   Finally, she pulled her mouth away; replacing it with four fingers, she
slammed straight into my pussy, all the way up to the palm of her hand.  I
screamed again, then I moaned in sheer delirium when I felt her tongue join
Michelle's and Trish's in my asshole.  I had all three girls Frenching each
other deep inside my trembling ass, and I was howling!

   As they continued tongue-wrestling in my writhing bottom, Lisa started
slapping my thighs really hard.  First the left, then the right,
alternating, doubling and tripling, she was raining hard smacks down on my
thighs while Michelle and Trish were spanking my ass! 

   I was completely out of my mind, just floating in the ecstasy, when Lisa
totally lost it.  With a huge shove she forced her shoulders between my
thighs and up into my hips, lifting me until I was upside down.  Letting
loose a wild cry of unbridled lust, she spread my ass and buried her face
in my pussy.

   Feeling her screams inside my pussy was the hottest thing ever, and it
only got better when Michelle turned Lisa's screams into nonstop moans.

   Having slid beneath us on her back, Michelle was cupping and spreading
Lisa's ass while noisily eating her pussy.  Since I had Michelle's pussy
directly below me, I slurped up her initial wetness before taking her pink
clit firmly between my lips.  I knew that if I gave her a good orgasm she
would thoroughly drench my face and hair in cum, so I eagerly ravaged her
pretty little bud.

   Suddenly Lisa screamed into my pussy again before shouting, "Oh, fuck,
you bitch!!  That's so big in my ass!"

   I couldn't see what was happening, but Trish must've shoved something up
Lisa's ass, and knowing Trish it wasn't small, nor had she been
particularly gentle about it.

   I was becoming light-headed from being upside down, yet as long as Lisa
was willing to hold me up like that I was going to keep eating Michelle's
beautiful pussy.  Deciding I wanted more, I spread her open by sliding my
hand into her deep crack, then I jammed three fingers straight into her
ass. As she screamed into Lisa's pussy, I giggled into hers, since that was
the first time I'd ever slammed something into her the way the girls always
slammed things into me.

   I began talking into her pussy.  "You like that, don't you?  You want it
up your ass!  I know you do!"

   Trish laughed, "'Chelle, did she really go in your ass?"

   Michelle screamed into Lisa's pussy, "FUCK YES, SHE DID!  SHE'S TRYING
TO FIST ME!  AHHH, YESSS!!"

   And she was right, I was.  Since Lisa was fucking my ass with three
fingers while ravenously eating my pussy, yeah, I was curling my thumb into
my palm and trying to force my tiny hand inside Michelle's gorgeous bottom.

   She deserved it, too.  After all those times she'd assaulted me,
she so deserved it.  I knew it was time to love her back, just the way
she always loved me.  I could tell she didn't think I would, either, so I
let my saliva drool into her ass and kept licking there, trying to give her
enough lube while continuing to drive my hand inside her.  Even though I
couldn't quite get it to go, I was still fucking the hell out of her ass,
and I never stopped chewing on her clit.

   She was bound to lose it, then I'd get my reward. 

   Lisa shouted, "Jesus, Trish!  Yes!  Ram it in all the way!  Fuck me! 
Fuck me!" I could feel her face and body moving in rhythm with whatever
Trish was doing to her ass.  I figured it still had to be her ass, because
I could hear Michelle wildly moaning into her pussy.

   Speaking of which, Michelle's moans were becoming more breathy and
high-pitched; I knew she was getting close, even as Lisa kept smacking my
ass and making me crazy.  I shoved hard, and finally my whole hand popped
inside, all the way to my wrist!  She let loose with the sexiest scream
ever, right into Lisa's pussy!  God, it was awesome!  I was totally fisting
her ass, just fucking her brains out, and she exploded in a great, big
orgasm!  Pulling my mouth back, I laughed and cried out with joy as she
doused my face and hair in a torrent of hot girl-cum.

   The three of us eventually collapsed in a heap, tumbling down together
onto the grass.  Laughing and panting, we were completely delirious.

   Trish was beaming as she stood over us, and Lisa guffawed, "No
way! That's what you shoved up my ass?"

   Holding an oversized hairbrush with the longest, thickest handle I'd
ever seen, Trish just smiled at her.  "I had a feeling you'd love it.  You
guys are good."

   "You are such a total perv," laughed Lisa.

   "And you wouldn't have it any other way," giggled Trish, moving to the
steps of the pool.

   Michelle was the first one to get up, zombie-stumbling across the patio
before simply letting herself fall into the water.  Lisa and I soon dragged
ourselves after her; on shaky legs she slowly walked while I just crawled
on all fours.  Sliding over the edge of the pool, I was slithering
face-first like an alligator down the wide steps when Trish grabbed my
hips, pulled me onto her lap and began petting my ass.

   There I was, holding myself up by my hands on the second step, my face
nearly touching the water.  My legs and ass were cradled in her lap as she
sat lounging by the side of the pool with her feet on the first step.

   I looked back at her, and she gave me a smoky grin.  "Baby, I may never
see an ass like this again.  I'm going to make the most of it, while I
still can."

   My arms were already beginning to shake even before she began to spank
me. 

   Smack!  Smack!  Smack!  Then she'd stop and smooth my ass with slow,
easy strokes, using the pool water to soothe me. 

   Smack!  Smack!  Smack!  Right on my asshole, full open-palm swats, then
more soothing caresses with the cool water.

   She also slapped my pussy, probably a dozen times, though ever more
gently with each turn, until finally she was simply caressing my entire
bottom.  She was using two hands to spread me...stroke me...worship me. 
The way she lovingly ran her fingertips up and down my hamstrings to my
inner thighs, I could feel her savoring every inch.

   "Mmmmmm, Trish, that feels so good.  You should do this to Lisa and
Michelle, too," I cooed, slowly writhing my ass beneath her hands.

   Trish looked over at them; they were locked in their own embrace,
kissing.  "I will, but it'll never be like it is with you.  I've never
loved a body the way I love yours."

   "Because of my ass."

   "Yes, baby, because of your ass, and because it's you.  I've been all
around the world, and you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

   "No, I'm not."

   "Yes, you really are, and we all know it, but it's not just that.  You
have the prettiest face, the most perfect tits and the nicest legs of our
whole group, though Lisa and Michelle are right there, too.  They're both
truly gorgeous."

   "So are you," I smiled, as she continued to caress and fondle my bottom.

   "I'm different-looking and, yes, very pretty.  I love to fuck, plus I'm
really good at it because I love it so much.  Baby, you're all that too,
but you're extraordinary.  You are such a natural that you're well past the
point of needing any help.  Once you finally turn yourself loose on the
world, men included, you're going to be the brightest star in the heavens.
Your face, legs and ass are so beautiful that you'll go places most women
will never see.  Dawn, when all is said and done, you're going to be simply
unforgettable."

   With a wistful sigh she patted my bottom, letting me know she was done.

   I crawled the rest of the way into the water, giggling up a bunch of
bubbles when I felt her grab my ankles.  She held me like I was a
wheelbarrow, walking me down the steps and all around the shallow end of
the pool.  With my head almost to the bottom, I could only hear the muted
sounds of the three girls laughing.

   Coming up for air, I smoothed back my long hair.  She was watching my
every move, and I stepped into her arms for a warm, tender kiss; as our
tongues gently melded together, slow hands roamed with languorous grace in
exploration of breasts, hips, faces and bottoms.

   Finally pulling away, she stared at me with a thoughtful, almost
melancholy expression.

   "What's wrong?" I asked.

   "Nothing's wrong, baby.  Nothing at all.  It's just...wow.  Now I see
why Michelle is so in love with you."

   Smiling, I kissed her.  "You're silly.  Kissing me is no different than
kissing any other girl."

   She took me by the hands.  "Baby, you just keep believing that, and
before you know it the world will be all yours."

   I splashed her, then we swam a little and played a lot before finally
climbing out of the water.  Side by side we lay on the grass, and I looked
over to see Michelle and Lisa still going at it in the pool.  They were
really getting into their kissing, making sexy lip-smacking sounds, their
hands leaving urgent impressions all over each other's body.

   Breaking their kiss, Lisa led Michelle up the steps and over to a
lounger, where she gently pressed her down onto her back.  She kissed her
pussy, and Michelle lay back moaning as Lisa nuzzled and licked her soft,
wet lips.

   Trish and I watched them for a few more moments, then I slid between her
legs.  Spreading her open, I lifted her thighs onto my shoulders.  "I want
to fuck you," I whispered, looking into her eyes.

   "Baby, you can do whatever you want to me." Smiling softly, she curled a
lock of hair over my ear.

   I gave her a chaste kiss on her spreading pussy lips, which made her
laugh, then I grinned, "Trish, I want your pussy...my mouth on your lips,
tasting you.  Baby, you have such a beautiful pussy.  I want to make you
gush, and I want to drink you.  I need you to let me make you cum.  Will
you do that for me?"

   "Drink me..." she grinned, spreading her legs wide.  Her whole body was
just so tight and sleek, and her pussy was a golden slit.  Her spread legs
were a dancer's elegance, her skin hot to the touch.

   I slipped my index and middle fingers of each hand into her split,
peeling apart her delicate folds.  "You're so pink inside," I whispered,
and she smiled as I leaned down to touch her center with the tip of my
tongue.  Her back arched, and I released her lips to cup her bottom.  "God,
Trish, you have such a tight, sexy ass," I said, squeezing it, speaking
between tastes of her pussy.

   "It's tight, yes, but yours is so much better."

   "Shhhh...." I kissed her thighs on either side of my face.  "Your ass is
perfect.  Every inch of you is perfect." I kissed all over her inner
thighs, her tummy, her asshole, and finally back to her pink slit.  "You
have a gorgeous, delicious pussy, Patricia."

   She moaned, and I pressed my lips inside.  I was trying to force my
mouth all the way into her pussy.

   "Oh god, Dawn, say my name again.  No one but my mother has ever called
me that, and it sent shivers down my spine..." she breathed, wrapping her
legs around my head to pull me into her.

   "Mmmm, Patricia," I whispered, "I love your beautiful body, and I need
your cum.  Please, give me your pussy...Patricia...."

   I felt her thighs gently shake as I sucked on her beautiful slit,
alternating between her clit and her inner core.  The entire time, I never
stopped cupping and caressing her tight, smooth ass.  She jumped when I
nipped at the skin where her thighs join her torso.  I took it between my
teeth to give it a little tug, and she jerked; a tiny squirt from her pussy
landed on the side of my neck, just below my ear.

   "That's a good girl, Patricia.  More...." While still holding her ass
with one hand, I used the other to begin gently fucking her.

   "You're going to make me cum..." she moaned, and I could feel her
becoming wetter.  Drenching my chin, her moisture was beginning to drip
down her thighs.  I curled my fingers into the roof of her pussy, where I
began stroking her rougher patch of hot velvet. 

   Her moans were starting to warble as her thighs thrashed around my head,
her feet sliding up and down my back.

   "I want your gorgeous cum," I whispered, urging her on.  I could feel it
building; her thighs tightening, her tummy quivering; her moans becoming
sharper, more staccato.

   "Ohhhh...oh...ohhhh, Dawn...." A high-pitched whisper.

   I trebled the intensity of my attack on her clit.  "Now, Patricia?"
Taking it between my teeth, I nipped at her pink delight.

   "Ohhh...oh fuck!  Now!  NOW!" she shrieked.

   Holding her ass in place with both hands, I pulled my head back to hover
my wide-open mouth over her pussy.

   Her first gush was a light arcing onto my cheek, just below my eye.  The
second warning squirt shot straight out, hitting me between my collarbones.
The third shot, that was the one I wanted.  That was my prize.  Wailing
in the late morning sunshine, she gushed a clear, beautiful stream directly
into my laughing mouth before shooting two, three, four more clear gushes
all over my face.  I couldn't begin to keep up with it, so I simply let her
shower my face and hair in cum, then I was right back down on her pussy,
drinking and swallowing for all I was worth.  She kept bucking and quaking,
and still I held on, pressing my lips to her pulsing pussy as she rode it
out.

   Once she was finally done cumming, she frantically pulled me up by my
shoulders.  When I was lying on top of her, our breasts touching, she
licked all over my face; kissing and licking, then kissing me again and
again, she cupped my chin while gazing intensely into my eyes.  "You can't
leave us.  Please, don't give this to California.  Stay
here...be our star," she whispered, pulling me in for a fierce hug.

   I hugged her just as fiercely, kissing her full, pouty lips.  We rolled
together onto our sides, holding each other until finally we managed to
calm down a little.  A few minutes later Trish was lying serenely beside
me, and I caressed her beautiful face.  She seemed to be dozing off.

   After rolling over to see what the girls were doing, I had to grin. 
They were still on the lounger, and Michelle was hungrily lapping away at
Lisa's shining pussy.  Our gorgeous gypsy was moaning quietly while
writhing on Lisa's tongue when suddenly she glanced up, her attention
having been diverted by something.

   Michelle and I followed her gaze.  I don't know what they saw, but I saw
the corner of the curtain in Paul's bedroom window quickly move before
coming to rest.

   Continuing to watch the girls and the window, I noticed Michelle's face
light up with a quirky smile, then she whispered something that made Lisa
grin.  Getting up from the lounger, Lisa stretched onto her tiptoes. 
Twisting back and forth, her arms extended high above her head, she was
just impossibly beautiful.

   I knew exactly what she was doing.  Following Michelle's suggestion, she
was preening and posing, showing off her amazing body to Paul.

   Still grinning, Lisa took Michelle by the hand; together they strutted
back to the pool, walking slowly and oh so sexily before easing their way
down each step.  With their hips swinging in exaggerated arcs, Lisa's big,
gorgeous tits juddered with each footfall, and Michelle's incredible
nipples were in full riot.

   Subtly glancing up, I saw Paul's curtain shift again.

   "God, Lisa..." I heard Michelle say.  When I looked over to the pool,
Lisa was doing an elegant backstroke, her bronzed, toned body with her
tantalizing mounds making for an incredibly sexy slipstream.  The flowing
water sparkled dazzlingly on her glistening pussy, and even though it was
quite a warm day her nipples were fully erect...such inviting targets.

   Leaving Trish to her catnap, I got up and went over to the deep end of
the pool, where I retrieved my panties floating near the metal steps.  I
plucked them out and slipped them on, which felt really clammy.

   "Whatcha doing?" Michelle asked, noticing that I was getting dressed. 

   As I was heading towards the patio table to retrieve my top, I heard the
pounding of heavy feet running like crazy inside the house; they were
flying down the stairs, then the front door opened and slammed closed.  "I
just want to go check on something.  I think Paul might be home, and we're
all out here naked," I said, slipping on my gauzy little baby doll top.

   "So?  Ask him if he'd like to get naked and come join us," she said,
smiling goofily.

   'Sure...' I thought, 'like any guy in his right mind wouldn't want to
join us, especially when at least one of the girls, if not two, have their
horny sights set on him.' Grinning, I said, "That may be fine for you, but
Trish over there is asleep, and I don't know whether -""

   "Yeah, right!" laughed Michelle.  "Like Trish of all people would mind
being caught in the nude by your hella-hot little brother!"

   I knew she was right, and I also noticed that Lisa was remaining
conspicuously silent.

   "Yeah, well, fine, but I'm his sister.  I at least need to
put something on."

   Michelle just smiled.  "So that's your story, and you're sticking to it,
huh?  Okay, baby, if you say so.  Go warn your little brother about the
naked girls."

   'Shit.  She knows, or at least she suspects.  She's not buying this at
all,' I thought, silently kicking myself.

   I realized that I did want to protect him, then it hit me: It wasn't
Paul who I wanted to protect...it was me.  I wanted him all to myself! 
'What the hell is wrong with me?  I'm going to be leaving soon for
California, and why should I begrudge him Lisa anyway?  I love Lisa.  She's
an absolutely awesome girl.  My god, I could hardly hope for anyone better
for my little brother, so why don't I want him to be with her?  What's my
problem here?'

   Michelle instantly sensed my turmoil.  With a friendly grin, she
splashed my ankles.  "Go, baby...save your little brother."

   Lisa gave me another enigmatic smile.

   'God, you're such an idiot.  Who do you think you're fooling here?'
Berating myself, I turned to go into the house.  Hurrying through the
kitchen, I immediately headed upstairs to Paul's room.  His door was open,
and he was putting down his stuff as if he'd just gotten home.

   'We're both so completely full of shit,' I thought, laughing to myself.

   "Hey," he said, a bit too casually, and I noticed his glance went
straight to my wet panties.

   I took a peek down.  "Oops," I giggled.  "Guess they got a little wet,
huh?"

   Staring at my pussy, he grinned, "How come your panties are soaking wet,
but your top isn't?  Not that I'm complaining or anything."

   "Oh, well, I thought I heard you come home, and the girls and I were
swimming.  I was, you know, umm...."

   "Also, how come your legs are still dry when your panties are wet?"

   Sighing, I smiled.  "Okay...busted.  You got me.  I was naked, Paul.  I
was naked and all dried off, but when you came home I had to throw my
panties back on, which Trish had tossed in the pool.  Even though they were
wet, I put them on so the girls wouldn't see me running around naked in
front of you.  Then I came up to your room, and here I am."

   He smiled again, his stare moving to my breasts.  Despite my top being
dry, I knew he could see my tits and even my nipples as clear as day.  Like
my mesh panties, that top hid absolutely nothing, which is why Trish got
such a big kick out of my willingness to wear it around Mom, Dad and Paul.

   I found myself thinking, 'I'm not even sure why I bothered to switch
tops this morning.  When Mom complained about my scratchy sweatshirt, I
should've just taken it off for her, right there in the kitchen.  Going
topless would've scarcely been any more revealing than wearing this, and
Mom ended up baring my breasts to Dad anyway.

   'I should've just taken my top off, and left it off.  That
would've really excited Trish, knowing I ran around topless all morning
in front of everyone.

   'Why didn't I think of that?  I should've ditched these panties, too! 
It hardly would have made any difference, plus Trish would've absolutely
freaked out over the thought of me going totally naked around the house! 
Damn it, that's exactly what I should've done!  God, what if I hadn't been
wearing any panties when I was pressing Dad's bare cock into my pussy?  We
were already practically fucking, and I know Mom would've loved for me to
be completely nude then, with Dad's huge cock playing in my pussy.  Mmmm, I
bet she would've had me use my ass to tease his dick to death, until
finally he would have just -"'

   "Too bad your top also isn't wet," smirked Paul, interrupting my
reverie.

   "Like it would make any difference.  This thing barely covers anything,
and you can totally see right through it anyway," I grinned, smoothing the
sheer material over my nipples to demonstrate my point.

   Trying to hide his growing erection, he quickly took a seat on his bed.
"Well, yeah, but if it was wet, too, like down there...." After staring at
my pussy for a few moments, he returned his attention to my breasts.

   Moving to the window, I gave him a sexy smile before leaning forward to
peer out between a gap in the curtains.  I knew he was staring at my bare
ass.  "These panties are the ones that show just as much of my crack as my
bikini, but they also show the rest of my ass, right?" I asked.  Without
looking back, I shifted from one foot to the other, wiggling my bottom as I
took a peek outside.

   His voice caught in his throat.  "Uhh...uh-huh.  Those are your small
ones."

   I couldn't help but smile.  I just loved the way he always became so
nervous around me.

   "So, okay, do you like these better, or my bikini?  Now these are wet
too, so you can make a fair comparison."

   Looking out the window, I saw Michelle waving at me while giggling with
her other hand over her mouth.  I stuck my tongue out and flipped her the
finger.  She made a fake shocked-face, then she just about died laughing.

   "Paul..." I said, prompting him from his silence.

   "Ummm...these.  I like these panties even better than your bikini."

   "Is it because they look better on me, or is it simply because you can
see more?"

   Hearing him slowly gulp, I giggled to myself while staring out the
window.  Michelle and Lisa were making out again in the shallow end of the
pool.  God, they looked so amazing together.  I also noticed that Trish was
awake and lying on her stomach, watching them with her head propped up in
her hands.  They were all talking and laughing, but since the window was
closed I couldn't hear what they were saying.

   Paul cleared his throat.  "These look better on you...because they show
more of you.  Dawn, you're the most beautiful girl in the world.  You're
way prettier than anything you could ever wear, so it's always just a
matter of how much of you I get to see, in terms of what are my favorite
things."

   I watched as Lisa led a grinning Michelle back to their lounge chair. 
Climbing on top of her, she went straight into a sixty-nine.  They were
directly below our window, and I saw Michelle spread Lisa's ass, then her
long tongue flashed into the pink space between Lisa's legs.  When Lisa
leaned forward to return the favor, I saw her pretty little asshole.

   Watching them lick each other's pussy, my mouth watered.

   'Is she showing herself to me, or is she hoping Paul is watching?' I
wondered.  I just knew I was becoming very wet.  My thoughts returned to
Paul, who was still staring at my nearly naked bottom.  Grinning, I said,
"If that's the case, then this would probably look best of all to you...."
Wiggling my hips, I slid my panties below my ass, all the way down my
thighs; letting them hang there, suspended between my knees, I leaned into
the window sill again.  "Does it look better like this?" I purred,
suggestively wagging my tail.

   I felt hands touching me.  He'd put them on my bare hips, and was
pressing against me.  "Yes," he whispered hoarsely.

   "Yes, what?" I whispered back.  "Tell me.  Say it to me."

   He touched my long hair cascading down my back; I arched my spine until
my hair was tickling my ass.

   "Yes, it looks even better like this.  I want you naked.  I want to see
your ass, and -""

   "And what?  Little brother, what do you want to see?" I put my knees
together, letting my panties fall to the floor.  Stepping out of them, I
grasped the tiny scrap of mesh with my toes and flung it onto his bed. 
Arching my back again, I spread my legs, opening myself for him.  "Tell me.
You want to see my ass, and I'm showing it to you.  I've taken off my
panties, hoping you'll touch me.  I know you want to feel my ass, not just
my hips.  Say it, baby.  What else do you want to see, and what do you want
to touch?  What do you want to do to me?"

   After a few moments of hurried clothes-rustling sounds, I felt hands
returning to my hips, then a rock-hard cock protected only by thin boxers
was pressing into my naked bottom.

   In a whisper I could barely hear, he said, "I want to see your pussy,
and I want to feel it.  I want to touch you."

   With his thick length splitting me, I quietly moaned.  "You can touch
me...under one condition."

   His hands stroked my hips before sliding down to my soft cheeks.  I
bounced my ass, inviting him to explore.

   "What condition?"

   "Mmmm, yes, touch me, baby.  You can do anything you want to
me...anything...if you just tell me what you saw...and if you tell me what
you were doing as you spied on us from this window."

   Pressing hard into my ass, I felt his cock throb, gloriously erect in
his boxers.

   "God, it's so big..." I whispered.  "I can feel you in my ass, all the
way up to my back.  Tell me what you saw, then you can do anything you want
to me with that huge cock.  Lean against me, baby.  Look over my shoulder,
out the window.  Watch them with me, and tell me what you saw."

   He pressed into me again, flattening my breasts against the wall.  "I'll
tell you, but I don't want to watch them.  I want to watch you..." he
whispered hotly in my ear.

   "You don't want to watch three beautiful naked girls having sex?"

   Making me moan, he pulled my hips back and slid his wildly erect cock
through the channel of my ass.

   'God, I wish he wasn't wearing those boxers.  It'd be just like Dad this
morning, only with no panties in the way,' I thought, beginning to pant.

   "I'd rather look at and feel your naked body, right here in my room,"
he said, moving his erection up and down my deep split.  Pausing a moment,
he tried to pull my top off, and I raised my arms to make it easy for him.
After tossing it next to my panties on the bed, he cupped my bare breasts
and pressed back into me.

   "I'm completely naked now.  You have what you want.  Your cock is in my
ass, and you're squeezing my breasts.  Now tell me..." I hissed.

   Looking out the window again, I saw that Trish had joined the girls in a
daisy chain on the grass.  She was licking Lisa's pussy, and Lisa's face
was between Michelle's thighs, tongue-stabbing her ass.  Michelle was
between Trish's thighs; while I could see her head moving in and out, I
couldn't quite tell what she was doing.

   My pussy was beginning to drip down my legs.  Reaching to feel it on my
thighs, I rubbed it between my fingertips, studying its texture, then I
slid two fingers up through my crack, over his cock and onto my ass, where
I spread the warm, silky moisture on my smooth skin.

   "What did you see?  I know you were watching us, then you ran downstairs
and slammed the door, as if you were just coming home.  I heard you, Paul,
and I saw you.  I just don't know how long you'd already been spying on us
before I caught you."

   Waiting for his answer, I slowly moved my hips in sexy circles.

   "Not long," he finally said.

   "Thank you, baby.  You can have me now." Grinding my ass on his pulsing
cock, I reached back with both hands, spreading myself for him.

   "Oh, fuck!" he moaned.  I felt him stiffen, then my ass was suddenly
becoming wet.

   I looked back, and the front of his boxers was a spreading mess.  "It's
okay, baby.  Let's take these off.  I'd rather feel your bare cock anyway,"
I said, kneeling to pull his shorts down.  He was blushing like crazy, and
I shook my head.  "Paul, don't be embarrassed.  I totally understand.  I
feel the same way right now, but it's just more obvious when you cum.  I'm
telling you, don't worry about it.  I promise, you're fine."

   I took him into my mouth, licking the hot cum from his wilting erection.
He had a lot spread around his balls, and I took those into my mouth too,
gently sucking each one.  After giving him a thorough tongue-bath, I
playfully licked between his legs, which made him jump.  Giggling, I forced
the tip of my tongue inside, which really made him jump, then I sucked his
balls again before returning to his medium-soft cock.  Licking all along
its rubbery length, I popped the head back into my mouth and pressed my
tongue to his piss slit, wanting every last drop.

   I just loved cum; I definitely knew that much.  Anyone's cum, girl or
boy, I loved it.

   When he was all nice and clean, I jumped up and looked out the window
again.  No change.  The girls were still in the same position, eating each
other in a three-way.  Wanting to hear them, I gently cracked open the
window a few inches.

   They weren't talking, but I could hear little slaps, slurps and moans.

   Satisfied that I could keep track of them, I turned my attention back to
Paul.  "Now where were we?" I whispered, waving my bottom at him.  "Oh
yeah, you were staring at my ass, weren't you?  If I recall correctly, you
were also rubbing your big, delicious cock up and down my slit, right
against my wet pussy.  You were about to tell me what you saw as you were
watching us."

   Paul gingerly stepped back up to the plate, though rather than press
against me he moved down into a squatting position directly behind me.  He
put both hands on my ass, and I think I startled him with my sudden moan.
Squeezing and staring, he said, "I came home and saw Trish's car in the
driveway.  First, I checked the garage.  Dad's car was gone, so I knew
they'd already taken off for the weekend.  Then I went looking for you, and
when I couldn't find you anywhere I thought maybe you and Trish were
hanging out by the pool."

   "Yes, and then what?" 

   He was simply cupping my ass with his palms, fingers spread, just sort
of taking the measure of me.  I didn't care.  His hands were on my bare
bottom, and that was all that mattered.  Spreading my legs a bit further, I
felt another dribble of pussy juice drip down my thigh.

   "Smooth it on my ass," I whispered, directing his hand to my errant
drops of excitement.  "Cover my ass in it.  If your cock begins to dribble,
spread that on my ass, too.  Rub your beautiful cock all over me."

   I felt him swipe his fingers up my right thigh, almost to my pussy,
which made me want to hunch down onto his hand.  He pulled it away and
smoothed it over my right cheek, then he did my left thigh, and this time I
was ready for him.  When he came close to my pussy, I captured the side of
his hand.  "Touch me.  Get your hand wet with my pussy.  Spread it all over
me.  You want my ass, so let's make it really wet and sexy."

   He swiped his fingers across the bottom of my pussy, and my knees nearly
buckled when he licked my slit.  Pulling his mouth away, he used his
fingers to spread the much more copious moisture right through my center,
splitting my lips before fanning his hands out across my ass.

   "God, yes, just like that.  Go on..." I moaned.

   He was still kneeling behind me...squeezing my ass, staring at my ass,
licking my ass...savoring it with his hands, eyes, and mouth.  Finally he
said, "I found all of you out by the pool.  I was about to slide the patio
door open and come outside, until I saw Lisa get up from the lounger.  She
was naked!  Swear to god, she was totally naked, and beneath her was
Michelle, who was also naked!  I could tell that Lisa had been between
Michelle's legs, going down on her.  I didn't want you guys to see me, so I
ducked away and snuck out of the living room.  Then I ran upstairs.  As
soon as I got here, I looked out the corner of my window, hoping to see
some more.  At first, I only saw Michelle and Lisa, right beneath my
window."

   "What were they doing?"

   I was letting him caress and squeeze my ass while I watched Trish
straddle Michelle's face.  Lisa was lying on my towel, watching.  She was
on her stomach, facing away from me, and I was staring at her beautifully
tanned bottom glistening in the sun.

   I wanted to be down there, nuzzling her perfect curves.

   "They were eating each other, with Michelle on top.  I started to jerk
off in my shorts," Paul said, regaining my attention.

   "I don't blame you.  I would've done the same thing.  Where were Trish
and I?"

   "Like I said, at first I couldn't find you, then I spotted the two of
you over by the fence, on the grass.  You both looked asleep, and you were
a lot farther away, so I went back to watching Michelle and Lisa.  I
couldn't believe it!  You were all totally naked!"

   'Hmmm...so he didn't see me fucking Trish,' I thought, smiling to
myself.

   He continued, "At one point, a couple of minutes later, I thought I saw
Lisa look up at me.  It was when Michelle was between her legs, eating her
out."

   "Yep, that's when I saw you.  I saw Michelle and Lisa look up, then I
saw the curtain move.  I knew you were watching us." 

   "Yeah, I saw you guys look up, but I wasn't sure if you actually caught
me, since I was only looking through a tiny corner of the curtain.  Still,
I moved away."

   "What'd you do when you moved away?"

   I felt him get up and stand behind me, his hands returning to my hips. I
looked over my shoulder, and his crazy-huge dick was totally hard again. 
Grinning, I took it in my hand and pressed it back into my ass.  "You feel
so much better to me when there's nothing in the way...no panties...no
boxers...just your warm, sexy cock kissing my skin..." I purred, sliding it
up and down my crescent split.

   Nodding eagerly, he pressed into me, making me moan.  I ran my fingers
through my pussy, gathering up as much moisture as I could, which I
smoothed all over his long, solid shaft and into the deep divide of my ass.
Leaning forward, I folded my arms in the window.  "Go on.  What'd you do
when you moved away?"

   "I pulled my dick out and jerked off."

   "Did you cum?"

   Arching my back, I stood on the balls of my feet.  I wanted more direct
contact against my pussy.

   "No.  I was about to, but then I looked through the curtains again and
accidentally bumped them.  It was really bad, and I saw you look right at
me.  When you got up, I threw my shorts back on and ran down the stairs. 
The rest, you know.  I came back in the house, making sure to slam the
door. I wanted you guys to hear me, so you could cover up or whatever.  I
ran upstairs, then you came in."

   I looked back at him.  "They don't want to cover up.  They want me to
invite you to come join us."

   His eyes went wild, and I felt his enormous cockhead start to dribble on
me.  Taking his immense shaft back in my hand, I slowly ran it through his
little cum-dribbles on my ass, then I had him do it.  "Rub it in.  Rub your
cum into my ass.  Use your dick and rub it into my pussy, too.  It feels so
good, your bare cock moving between my legs.  Do it, baby.  Rub your hard
cock inside my pussy."

   I was coming really close.  I needed to feel that thick cock inside me.
I wanted him to fuck me.

   He slid his cock through my crack, using his fingers to spread our
moisture around.

   "Does it look good like this, Paul?  Naked, spread open, shining with
our wetness?"

   He moaned, and I felt a little more of his cum dribble onto me.

   "God, yes, Dawn, it looks awesome.  Your ass is just insane.  Tell me,
though, what did you say when they said they wanted me to come join you
guys?"

   I didn't know what to do.  I couldn't just tell my own brother that I
didn't want to share him.  Still, what was I supposed to say?  "Paul, a
group of beautiful girls wanted you to come play in the pool with them. 
They were totally into it, but I didn't think you would enjoy hanging out
with a bunch of hot, naked, horny cheerleaders."

   No, I had to tell him the truth.

   "Paul, they wanted you to see them naked, especially Lisa.  She has a
major crush on you, which I only just learned today.  After they told me
all about it, I didn't want you to come outside."

   "Huh?  Why?"

   Closing my eyes, I lay my head on the window sill.  "Because of this..."
I whispered, reaching back to take his towering erection in my hand. 
Angling my hips, I guided it down through my ass, then lower, to my pussy;
wet, so warm and wet, through my slit; lower still, to the mouth of my
pussy, where his immense crown pressed its way in, my soft petals blooming
in a welcoming embrace of the thick shaft slowly penetrating me.

   Thrusting my ass against him as his seemingly never-ending length drove
deep inside me, I looked back over my shoulder and moaned, "Baby, I just
couldn't stand the thought of anyone but me being the first girl to -""

   Laughter, at the top of the stairs, heading straight towards us.

   Oh my god.  I'd forgotten about the girls.