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 ï>¿Michelle

   Although I had been touching myself between my legs for some time,
enjoying the way it felt, and the flashes it sent through me, it wasn't
until the summer before I turned fourteen that I had my first orgasm,
(although at the time I didn't even know what it was), just that it felt
wonderful...I was in heaven, and from that day forward I couldn't come
enough, or often enough. I graduated from my fingers to the hand held
shower head, to trying everthing from candles to carrots to even a
cucumber. Although I didn't yet even know what my clit was, I knew there
was one little tiny spot just above my slit that felt better than anything
else.  Even though I loved the feeling of having something deep inside my
pussy, it wasn't the same feeling as teasing my little magic button.  It
wasn't until half way through the summer that I discovered just how great
it could be to do both at the same time.  ((My middle finger on my right
hand rubbing on my clit, while my left hand was furiously pumping something
or other in and out of my pussy. My early fears that something was wrong
when my pussy used to get really wet and start leaking juice went away when
Jennifer, (my official best friend), told me that that's what happens when
a girl gets excited, and it's perfectly normal.  (More on Jennifer in later
chapters.) But for the rest of summer, Jennifer became my "sex ed" teacher.
Although my age, she seemed somehow much wiser and more experienced.  She's
the one that explained to me that a girl's pussy getting wet was just like
a guy's penis getting big and hard...the sure sign of exceitement. PENIS!!!
Although I had seen my dad's before, (and my older brother Ricky's),
usually coming out of the shower, I had never thought (or knew) that they
would get big and hard when excited.  I became infatuated with thinking
about penises, penises getting big and hard, and started wondering what it
would feel like if I could make a guy get excited enough to make his penis
hard. Constantly thinking about penises, and penises getting big and hard
made my masterbation sessions more and more frequent...lying in my bed,
sitting on the toilet, standing in the shower...I just couldn't get enough,
and just couldn't get the thoughts of a hard penis out my mind. This is
where my story begins...

   Chapter 1

   By age fourteen, my body had pretty much matured.  At 5' 5" tall, I
weighed only 102 pounds, but my breasts had filled out to a nice 36C.  I
had a little tiny waist, fairly long legs, and virtually no butt.  (My
brother Ricky (older at 17) used to tease me that I had "an ass like a ten
year old".  I had only a very fine wisp of hair around my pussy, and kept
the reddish blonde hair on my head at medium length. After my best friend
Jennifer had explained a few of the facts to me, like my pussy getting wet
being the equivalent of a guy's penis getting hard, I couldn't get the
thought of a hard penis out of my mind.  I began to pay more and more
attention to the bulge in my dad's pants, and even more attention to my
brother Ricky's crotch, always wondering what they would look like if their
penis got hard. I got to deliberately taking to try to time my bathroom
entrances with their exits, always hoping to catch a glimpse of their
penis. My first real rush came one night when my parents were out, leaving
Ricky in charge of us at home.  I had gone to bed fairly early, and as
usual wore just a short filmy (almost see through) nightie, and a pair of
skimpy panties.  I awoke some time later needing to take a pee. As I
started past the door to Ricky's room on my way to the bathroom, I could
hear sounds of moaning and groaning coming from his room.  I slowed and
very quietly crept uo to his door and peeked through the open crack. My
heart stopped and my pussy quickly became drenched. Ricky was lying naked
on him bed, one hand curled around his penis, stroking it up and down.  He
was watching his TV playing a movie with two naked people actually going at
it.  I mean on the screen you see everything!!  His penis, her pussy,
everything.  At first she was just stroking his penis, just like Ricky was
stroking his, but then the guy put his penis in her pussy and started
stroking in and out.  Everything was right there on the screen in plain
view! I had never been so turned on in my life.  My hand immediately found
it's way under my nightie and inside my instantly wet panties, and I
started stroking my soaking, dripping slit, mesmerized at the sight of
Ricky stroking himself while watching the couple on the screen. My fingers
left my slit alone and moved to my clit.  I gasped at the contact and had
to stifle a moan of my own.  My finger started moving faster as I watched
Ricky's hips start to buck up and down on the bed, and his hand started
moving faster and faster. I was so wet at this point that my pussy was
literally dripping, and I was afraid the honey was going to start running
down my thighs. I was almost there, very close to coming, when Ricky arched
his back and let out a powerful groan.  Seconds later, his penis shot a
burst of white cream right into the air, once, twice, then a third time! I
couldn't help it...I gasped. Ricky's head jerked around, and I quickly
ducked away and back into my room, terrified that he might have seen me. 
My heart was pounding as the seconds ticked away, but after a few minutes
with no one pounding on my door, I decided I was safe and hadn't been
caught.  However, in those few earlier extremely horny minutes, I had
completely lost sight of the fact that the original reason for getting up
was to go pee, and now it was urgent. I slipped out of my door wand walked
as nonchalantly as possible down the hall to the bathroom.  I couldn't help
but glance into Ricky's room on the way past as his door was now wide open.
Not seeing him on his bed I just continued on and rounded the corner into
the bathroom. Ricky was standing there, stark naked, penis in hand, peeing
into the toilet. My mind instantly flashed to the squirts I'd seen come out
earlier when he was stroking himself, and I froze, momentarily paralyzed.
He tuned his head and growled, "What's the matter...never seen a guy pee
before?" "It's not that," I stammered, still somewhat in a trance. 
Fascinated and mesmerized by the sight of the stream flowing out the end of
his penis, I managed to mumble "I just really need the toilet." He grinned.
"Wait your turn." The stream of golden pee flowing out of his penis slowed
to a trickle, then stopped.  Then, to my utter amazement, he proceeded to
shake his penis up and down several times. "What," I stammered, "are you
shaking it for?" He grinned again, "Gotta make sure it's all out so I don't
drip." "Oh" I mumbled and blushed, hoping he had no idea how turned on I
had gotten watching him pee, and then shaking his penis. He finished,
turned, and walked right past me, not bothering to even try to cover
himself.  Although my eyes were riveted on his groin, I couldn't help but
notice as he passed that he seemed to be trying to stare a hole right
through my nightie.  That in itself gave me quite a tingle.  I lowered my
panties and sat on the toilet seat.  But as I relieved myself, my mind kept
going back to Ricky's penis, how soft and innocent it looked while he was
peeing, and how big and hard and throbbing it looked when he was stroking
himself.  And mostly the way it jerked when he squirted. I finished and
went to wipe myself, but when the tissue rubbed against my clit I almost
jumped right off the toilet seat. I hurried back to my room, tightly closed
the door, and jumped back into bed.  It was only a matter of seconds before
my hand found it's way inside my panties, and started lightly stroking the
lips of my slit.  As I continued, my breathing became heavier and my heart
started racing. I could feel the juices running out of my drenched pussy,
bathing my fingers and soaking my panties. My breathing became rather
ragged as images flashed through my mind...Ricky holding his penis...the
stream flowing out the end, Ricky stroking his penis while watching the
horny movie, how big and hard it got while he stroked it, his penis tensing
and then shooting the spurts into the air on his bed, his eyes boring
through my nightie when we passed in the bathroom. My fingers left my lips
and moved up to my clit.  The very first touch caused me to jerk, and as my
fingers continued to tease my hot spot, my breathing soon turned into
panting. My body was bucking as all the different images of penises kept
flashing through my head, but the image that stayed with me as I started to
come was that of Ricky trying to stare right through my nightie. My fingers
moved faster and faster over my engorged clit, and bucking and humping I
came.  My butt lifted up off the bed and my pussy desperately humped at my
fingers as spasm after spasm racked my body.  I moaned quite loudly as my
orgasm washed over me, and even though I tried to stifle the sound, the
thought occured somewhere in the recess of my mind that anyone anywhere
near my bedroom door would quite clearly hear my noises and have no doubts
what exactly was going on. When the last spasm subsided, I collapsed on my
bed, still panting heavily, sweating heavily, but totally satisfied. Until
I heard the noise just outside my door. Slipping out of bed and tiptoing to
the door, I pressed my ear against the wood, struggling to control my still
somewhat labored breathing.  Listening intently, I heard nothing at first,
but then heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps retreating down the
hall. Terrifed, I returned to my bed, certain that Ricky had been standing
outside my door and had heard everthing, knew exactly what I'd been doing.
That realization was bad enough, but even worse would be the embarassment
if he knew, or even suspected that the images of his penis, and him staring
at my nightie, were the primary causes of my arousal, and heated self
pleasuring session. As I started to doze off, I realized that my emotions
were turning from embarassment and humiliation into kind of a quiet
arousal. I remembered the sight of him stroking himself while he was
watching his movie.  I rmembered the way he tried to stare through my
nightie when we passed in the bathroom.  My imagination started to
wander..."I wonder if he got turned on by listening to me pleasure
myself...I wonder if he got big and hard again while he was listening...I
wonder if he stroked himself...I wonder if he squirted again...I wonder how
he would have acted if he could have actually seen me?" I sat bolt upright!
What if he had seen me?  What if he COULD see me?  Would that be a trun on?
He tried to look right through my nightie.  What if he could see
EVERYTHING? As I laid back down, those were the thoughts foremost in my
mind, and as I started drifting off to sleep, my plot starting unfolding in
my mind.

   Chapter 2

   I awoke groggily, only slowing becoming aware that one of my hands was
down inside my panties, and that one of my fingers was deep inside my
pussy. As I came to, I became aware that my pussy was gushing, my hand was
soaked, and my panties were drenched. My mind drifted back to the last
evening as I slowly began teasing my rapidly awakening clit. 
Ricky...watching the movie and stroking
himself...jerking...spurting...Ricky, holding his penis while he peed,
Ricky, shaking his penis up and down to "be sure I got it all so I don't
drip"...Ricky trying to stare through my flimsly nightie, Ricky (maybe)
standing outside my door listening to sounds as I pleasured myself...the
whole thing about boy's (guy's) penises getting big and hard as they got
turned on. My finger started moving on my clit, faster and faster...as if
it had a mind of it's own.  In no time I was panting and bucking up and
down and started the day with a wonderful orgasm. As my breathing slowed
and my heartbeat returned to normal, I starting reviewing in my mind the
plan for the day. I was enthralled at the thought that maybe I, and me
alone, could make a guy's penis get hard just by looking at me, listening
to me, and that maybe I could turn guys on just by being me. I scurried to
the bathroom and took a quick pee, all the time my mind being centered on
sex.  (Sex that I had never experienced...at this point in my story I am
still a virgin, in fact have never even touched a boy's penis.) Still, just
the thought that I could make a boy's penis hard just by letting him look
at me has me absolutely fascinated....and more than a little turned on. So
as I go to brush my teeth, my mind is churning...today I'm going to find
out eactly what I can do a boy even if I don't do anything to the boy.
Since my mind is centered on sex, the electric toothbrush takes on a whole
new identity.  As I feel it vibrate in my hands, my mind starts to
wander..."I wonder what this would feel like......?" I finish with my
teeth, rinse the brush head, and decide to see what this would feel like
against one of my nipples. (Time out...you need to know that although my
breasts are average at best (36C), in retrospect I have always had
extrordinary nipples...when aroused and hard, they will grow to a solid
1/2".) So as I apply the brush to one of my nipples, it immediately hardens
and grows.  The brush doesn't feel as good as I thought it would, so I turn
the brush over so the vibrating plastic is against my nipple rather than
the brush itself. Heaven. My nipple gets hard as a rock and grows even
bigger than usual...to the point it feels like it's going to burst. Then my
mind starts wandering again..."If this feels so good against my nipple....I
wonder what it would feel like..." In a flash I have checked the bathroom
door and stripped off my now soaking wet panties.  I start by teasing
myself, running the unit up the inside of my thighs, spreading my legs so I
can watch myself in the mirror.  Around and around my pussy I go, but don't
actually ever touch it. The teasing is driving me crazy, but even more so
the sight of my own pussy in the mirror, lips wide open, juices
running...begging for attention. I slowly bring the unit up and start
running it around my lips.  The tingling sensation is driving me crazy and
I already know that when I do finally let myself come, it's going to be one
massive explosion. I'm not quite reay to end this yet so I continue
teasing...exploring...I run the unit all around my thighs, my lips, and
almost by accident (maybe) touch my anus. What a jolt. I gasped...and
hastily moved it...continuing the teasing of my pussy. But as I got wetter
and wetter, and my breathing got heavier and heavier, I couldn't help but
remember the shock when the unit actually touched my anus. This time I did
it on purpose. I moved it slowly along my lips, first one then the
other...each time going lower and lower. I ran it over my butt cheeks.  And
although this did nothing for me, each time I would bring it a little
closer to my crack. I finally started running the unit very lightly through
my crack, careful not to touch my hole.  After a few minutes of this, it
seemed like my own body was screaming and bucking, wanting the contact with
my hole. So I finally relented, bringing the unit closer and closer to my
anus, until again contact was made. My body jerked again. I backed off for
a moment, then again brought it closer and closer, until once again the
buzzing unit was touching my little hole. The feeling was exquisite...not
sexual really...but very erotic. I continued playing with my back side hole
for another minute or two, then realized the juices flowing out of my pussy
were dripping all the way to the floor. I quickly brought the unit back to
my pussy, and starting again playing it around my lips, getting closer and
closer to where I really wanted it....and then decided that foreplay was
over...my clit was screaming for attention. I brought the unit up slowly,
and finally laid it to rest with the back side of the brush head half
against the hood that usually covers my clit, and half against my now
protruding clit itself. It took only only a couple of seconds, and the
explosive climax racked through me.  My legs shook, by body trembled, my
chest was heaving, I couldn't breathe.  After several seconds of this
heaven on earth, I started to come down. My legs felt like rubber...I
couldn't stand. I leaned back against the counter steadying myself, and
looked at the electric toothbrush with a whole new attitude. When my
breathing finally returned to normal, I reminded myself that I did have a
plan for the day, and it involved boys and penises...not electric
toothbrushes. I jumped in the shower and started Part One of THE PLAN!!! I
returned to my room and intentionally left the door wide open.  I crawled
into bed naked and waited, scarcely breathing, waiting for any kind of a
sound that would tell me Ricky was awake.  In the meantime, I let my hand
drift down to my pussy and start idly caressing my lips. As soon as I heard
the first sound, I pulled the sheet, (only the sheet), up over my entire
body.  I made sure it was lying perfectly flat against me to that the
entire outline of my body was clearly visible beneath the thin covering I
heard him head down to the other end of the hall to the bathroom, and
returned one hand to my pussy while I waited in anticipation. I waited as I
stroked my now very wet pussy, hoping that my perception of his arousal,
and therefore, my plan, would have the desired effect. As soon as I heard
the toilet flush and the door open, I pulled the thin sheet up over my
head...completely covering me, with the idea that if I caught his
attention, and he decided to stay and watch, he wouldn't have to worry
about me "catching" him. As I heard his footsteps coming down the hall, I
increased my movements, putting first one, then two, and then three fingers
inside my pussy, pumping them in and out in such a way that there could be
no mistaking what I was doing.  I got wetter and wetter. Even though my
choice for pleasuring myself is not invading my pussy with my fingers, but
rather pleasuring my clit, I realized this was not so much for my pleasure,
but to see what effect it had on Ricky.  I let the movements of my hand get
more pronounced. I was rewarded a moment later when I heard his footsteps
approach my door, and then stop with a sudden gasp. My hand got frantic,
pummeling my pussy, and then I withdrew my fingers and started on my clit.
I made sure the movements would be clearly visible under the sheet, and my
clit started to harden as I fantisized what might be happening on the other
side of the sheet. I spread my legs apart, my fingers working furiously, my
mind racing even more. Was his penis getting hard watching me? Was it
already hard? Was he touching it? Was he stroking it? Is it going to spurt
again? My mind was racing and my fantasy was going out of control as all of
these images raced through my mind.  I urged my fingers to move even
faster, and in seconds was in the middle of a mind blowing orgasm. When I
finally caught my breath, I opened my eyes only to find that my doorway was
empty...no Ricky in my fantasies. Disappointed at the result, yet totally
satisfied with a great come, I decide to move on to phase 2. I dried my
pussy, (as best I could), and showered.  I had chosen an outfit
specifically for the purpose of seeing if I could turn guys on, just by
looking.  (The first test on my brother is just an experiment.) (Remember
that last night Ricky had stared hard at my nightie and (I Think) also
stood outside my bedroom door listening to the moaning and panting as I
pleasured myself. I had decided during the plotting stage to see if Ricky
(or rather Ricky's penis) could be made to get excited by the mere sight of
me. After my shower, I returned to my room to dress...where I had chosen my
outfit very carefully.  Mom and Dad were both at work, gone for the day, so
I had nothing to think about except teasing Ricky and seeing what kind of
reaction I got. The outfit I had chosen consisted of two pieces.  One was
an old cut off Tee Shirt that I had worn when I was ten (Before I had
breasts) and was now way way way too tight.  But when I put in on, the look
was exactly what I wanted.  The cutoff left most of my tummy bare, and
although it covered my breasts, it was tight enough that the outline of my
nipples was very clear through the thin fabric. I chose panties that were
skimpy, low cut bikinis, and semi transparent.  Checking myself in the
mirror, and practicing different poses, I could see that if I bent over,
the crack of my butt would be clearly visible, and that if I sat with my
legs at all apart, the puffiness of my lips would be easy to see, and the
outline of my slit would be clearly visible.  I tried squatting on my
haunches, keeping my knees together, but my feet a little apart, and was
rewarded in the mirror by the sight of the thin little strip of material
hugged tight against my pussy, the shape of my lips clearly visible.  I
noticed in some of my pratice poses that the little bit of fuzz that I had
surrounding my pussy was visible in some of the poses...and I didn't think
that looked sexy. Donning my "costume", I paused to check myself in the
mirror.  My nipples were clearly visible even though I had a Tee Shirt on,
and my panties barely covered anything.  When I turned around to bend over
and look in the mirror, the crack of my butt was clearly visible through
the "almost panties".  When I turned around to do a front inspection, I
think I could almost see the lips of my pussy kind of hiding behind the
little bit of hair that I have down there. I put on my "costume" and
proceeded down to the kitchen to see what would happen. Ricky was standing
at the kitchen counter, engrossed in the morning paper, sipping coffee.  He
was bare chested, wearing only boxer shorts, and seemed oblivious to my
presence. I walked in, mumbled "good morning" and went to get some juice
out of the refrigerator.  After opening the door, I made it a point to bend
over, giving Ricky a great view of my semi covered butt, and the crack
splitting the view in half. When I retrieved the juice, I turned to notice
that although his position hadn't changed, his eyes were glued to my
panties. Feigning a yawn, I stretched my arms up over my head, making sure
that my breasts were straining against my tight tee, and that my nipples
were clearly outlined against the tight material, and was again rewarded by
his eyes being glued to my chest. My mind was racing as I thought about my
next move.  "Is he watching?  Is he getting turned on?  Is his penis
getting hard?" All because he's looking at me?" I knew what my next move
was going to be, but I was getting scared.  My pussy had gotten very wet,
to the point of dripping into my panties, and although I really wanted to
continue putting on a show, I was getting afraid that there would be a very
big wet spot in my panties, and Ricky would look and laugh. It was then
that he turned slightly and I could see the bulge in his boxer shorts. Now
I feel confident.  I was right all along.  I can turn a guy on, even my
brother, just by letting him look at me. With this realization, I am now
starting to feel really sexy...I mean really sexy...bordering on horney. I
grab my coffee, and hop up on the kitchen counter, careful to make sure
that Ricky has a momentary view of my panties stretched tight over my pussy
before I "demurely" cross my legs. I go back to my "practiced" pose, feet
up on the counter, knees up to my chin, feet and knees together, knowing
that from the right position, Ricky has a clear view of the thin material
stretched over my pussy. Ricky appears not to notice at first, and I start
to get scared again.  The honey flowing from my pussy seems to be
increasing, and I'm sure the wet spot in my panties is getting larger and
wetter by the moment. I'm afraid I'm making a fool of myself until he turns
around and approaches me.  The bulge in his boxer shorts has grown, and he
conveniently stops directly across the counter from me, with a very clear
view of anything (and everything) I want to show him. I am getting very
turned on, looking at the obvious bulge in his shorts, but maybe more from
the thought that I caused it, just by letting him look at me. I part my
knees slightly, and his eyes gape as he stares at the thin strip of
material, now obviously very wet, stretched tightly over my pussy. I'm
looking in his eyes, and he in mine.  I'm still afraid to say anything that
might break the electricity in the air, so I say nothing but part my knees
a bit further. My pantie clad pussy, and the now obvious large wet spot,
should be clearly visible to him. "My God!", I thought, "What am I doing?
This is my brother!" But the very thought of him getting turned on and his
penis getting big and hard just from looking at me made it impossible to
stop my "show". His eyes were glued to my panties, and the bulge in his
boxer shorts was growing even larger. Looking at his penis growing, (even
though I couldn't yet see it), was turning me on more and more.  My pussy
juices were now flowing freely, my panties were soaked, but all of a sudden
I didn't care. I put one of my hands in my panties, and started fondling my
lips.  I was already soaking wet, and all of a sudden didn/t care. I just
wanted to find out if I could turn a guy on just by letting him watch me. I
laid back further, opened my legs wider, and looked him in the eye. "Do you
like to look at me?" I asked. "Yeah" he answered, his hand moving to his
groin. "Were you standing right outside my bedroom door last night?" "Yeah"
he mumbled "Did it turn you on listening to me?" "Yeah" "Did your penis get
hard listening to me?" "Yeah" 'Did you stroke yourself while you listened
to me pleasuring myself?" Blushing a bright red, he replied "Yeah" "Did you
squirt like the other time?" His face went pale..."What do you mean the
other time?" "Ricky, you know exactly what I mean.  I watched you pleasure
yourself from outside your bedroom.  I saw you squirt.  You listened to me
pleasuring myself from outside my room, but even though I couldn't see you
and you couldn't see me, I knew you were there." His blush deepened.
"Ricky, did it turn you on to hear me playing with my pussy, to hear me
making myself come?" "Yeah" "Would you like me to do it again...but this
time close up?" His face lit up.  "Oh yeah!" I thought I had him, but just
to make sure I laid back and spread my legs further.  The wet spot in my
panties was growing every second, but I no longer cared.  Showing off to my
brother was really turning me on.  If I could turn my brother on, I could
probably turn any guy on. I slid a hand inside my panties and watched his
face as he watched me finger my pussy.  His eyes were riveted to the thin
strip of material covering my pussy from his gaze.  I got more brazen and
the movements of my hand more obvious.  He stood as in a trance. As I moved
my fingers from my pussy to my clit and started teasing it, I watched his
eyes.  Although I was pleasuring myself, my biggest turn on was watching
the expression on his face, the look in his eyea as he watched me play with
myself. IT HAPPENED! Without him ever touching his penis, it grew to the
point that it popped out of his boxer shorts.  It stood right up and and
was big and hard, just like the night I watched him stroke it.  I wondered
if I could it would squit again from just watching me. Awed at the sight of
his big, hard penis, (and really turned on), I raised my legs and pulled my
drenched panties down off my legs.  With them off, I leaned back and spread
my legs wide.  I spread my lips open. "Do you like what you see?" His
response was a gasp. "OK big brother, I'm showing you everything.  I'll
show you how I pleasure myself if you will take your penis in your hand and
stroke it like you did last night and make it squirt again." Ricky couln't
decide whether to be turned on or ashamed, and stood there for a minute
undecided. "Come on Bro", I purred, stroking my pussy and making sure it
was wide open for his view, "I showed you mine, and how I do it.  You gotta
show me yours, and how you do it." Ricky blushed again, but eventually took
hold hold of his penis and started a slow up and down motion.  As I watched
it grow in size and get hard, my pussy got wetter and wetter.  I moved my
fingers to my clit as Ricky started to get flushed in the face. I stared in
fascination as his penis kept growing bigger, longer, thicker, and for the
first time in my life wondered what it would feel like to have one of those
in my pussy. I put my lewd thoughts aside, and focused on how much fun I
was having knowing that even my own brother was turned on just looking at
me, my breasts, my pussy, me fingering my pussy. I was getting hotter and
hotter, fingering my clit, but Ricky got there first.  It was just like the
time I watched him in his bedroom.  All of a sudden, his body starting
jerking, his penis started twitching, and then one, two, three spurts of
white cream shot into the air. I remembered the first time I saw that, and
seeing it again was enough to make my finger fly over my clit.  In seconds,
I came........hard. After we both calmed down, we approached each other,
probably somewhat sheepishly. "Ricky,: I said blushing..."this wasn't
supposed to happen" "Michelle...you're my little sister...but nothing
serious happened, so don't worry about it.  But I do need to warn you that
next Saturday I'm having a bunch of ny friends over for a pool
party/barbeque, so you might want to be a little more careful how you
dress."

   Chapter 3

   I returned to my room with my mind in a turmoil, racing.  I couldn't
believe what I'd just done.  In front of my own brother, taking off my
panties, spreading my legs, fingering my pussy, deliberately putting on a
show for him...eager for him to stare at me...to see everything.  The image
of him stroking his hard penis, or it jerking and squirting...all because
he had gotten turned on looking at me...watching me. My panties were still
clutched in my hand, and as I went to put them in the hamper, the big,
dark, wet spot caught my attention.  I don't know exactly why I did this
next, but I brought them up to my face, pressing the wet spot against my
nose, inhaling deeply. "Oh my God!" II thought, "is that what I smell
like?" My other hand was immediately back at my pusy, and I pushed my
middle finger deep inside, sliding it around until it was thoroughly soaked
with my juices. I brought my hand up to my face, extending my wet middle
finger and running it under my nose.  Inhaling deeply, I found the scent of
my own honey intoxicating.  I breathed deeply several more times thinking
that it smelled like...it smelled like....I don't know what it smelled
like...me, I guess. After a minute or two of this I found myself getting
turned on again, even though I had just had a wonderful come. Somewhat
tentatively, I stuck out my tongue and licked at my wet finger.  I decided
I liked the taste as much as I liked the smell and within seconds had my
finger pushed into my mouth, licking and sucking to get every bit of my
juice. Moments laters, I had two fingers back deep in my pussy, swirling
around, gathering more of my precious love nectar. Back to my nose and
mouth again, inhaling deeply and then feverishly licking and sucking the
honey. Three or four more rounds of this, and I was REALLY getting turned
on again! As my mind thurned again to sex, I found myself thinking about
the movie Ricky had been watching in his room the first time I saw him
stroking himself.  I remembered that the few minutes I had seen showed
EVERYTHING, including a really sexy close up shot of the guy pushing his
hard penis in and out of the girl's pussy.  I decided then and there that I
was going to convince my brother to let me borrow it so I could watch it
all the way through.  (I was already thinking about what a hot, wild
masturbation session THAT was going to be!) I used my already wet panties
to dry my pussy as best I could, and then decided I was to explore the new
(and sexy) side of my brother that I had just discovered. This time I chose
a tee shirt that I often sleep in.  It's tight enough up top that the
outline of my braless nipples was clearly apparent, but long enough that it
came down just below my pussy and butt.  (As long as I was just standing
still.) But the slightest bending, or even reaching up with my arms, would
would my privates (front and rear) on clear display. I checked myself out
in the mirror, and tried a few experimental bends, stretches, and poses. 
The best one I thought was when I got down on my hands and knees and kind
of pushed my butt up in the air.  Looking back over my shoulder into the
mirror, I was stunned at how blatantly this pose showed me off.  Not only
was my pussy very clearly visible, but in this position, the cheeks of my
butt were spread apart, and my little butt hole stared right back at me in
the mirror.  "Wow," I thought..."both holes showing at the same time."
Satisfied that I could again put on a good show, I went back down toward
the kitchen. Ricky was sitting at the table, still clad in just his boxers,
reading the paper. I slipped up behing him, and leaned over his shoulder.
Dropping one hand to his chest, I began lightly stroking his nipple, while
I whispered in his ear in my best husky voice..."That was kinda fun...I
hope we can do it again sometime." Still behind him, I continued caressing
his nipple and breathing heavily in his ear while I dropped my other hand
to my pussy, inserting a finger and swishing it around until it was good
and wet. "Sis," he replied ina husky murmur, "I'm all for it any time.  We
just gotta be kinda careful." "Don't be silly," I whispered in his ear.  As
I continued caressing his nipple, still quite small, it became as hard a s
a rock.  "I'm not saying we should go all the way or anything like that. 
In fact, I wouldn't.  But as long as it's just us playing around we can't
really be getting in any kind of trouble with anybody else, now can we?"
His breathing was getting deeper as he replied, "No...I guess not." I
pulled my dripping finger out of my pussy, and raised my hand as I
whispered in his ear in my sexiest voice, "Ricky...do you think my pussy
smells sexy?" I extended my wet finger and moved it just under his nose. 
He inhaled deeply and I was rewarded by seeing a twitch in his boxer shorts
"Oh God yes!" he replied, continuing to inhale rapidly. "Do you think it
tastes as good as it smells?" I whishpered as I brazenly inserted my wet
finger between his lips. He just grunted as he licked and sucked greedily
on my offering. The twitching in his boxer shorts was coming on a regular
basis now, and I was pretty sure that I was on the right track to getting
my "movie borrowing" request granted. Standing up, I moved around the table
and over to the fridge.  I opened the door and bent way over, reaching into
the bottom shelf.  I was sure that in this position he would have a perfect
view of both my pussy and my butt. I rummaged around on the bottom shelf
for a minute, making sure he had plenty of time to enjoy the view I was
offering him. Straightening, I turned and was thrilled at this sight of his
open mouth, his eyes glued to me.  "Didn't we used to have some strawberry
jelly in here?" I asked innocently. "Um..." he stammered, "I though
so...did you look in the pantry?" "Perfect!" I thought to myself as I moved
over to the pantry.  "Showtime Part 2." I grabbed the footstool and got up
on it, reaching and stretching to forage around on the top shelf.  In this
position, I was sure my tee had risen far enough to offer Ricky a great
view of my butt, although I wasn't sure if he could see my pussy between my
legs from behind. I started searching my way down the shelves, until I got
rid of the footstool and had to begin bending over to continue my hunt.  I
knew he was again being treated to a nice view of my pussy, and I was
secretly thrilled knowing his eyes were glued to me. As I searched lower
and lower, and kept bending over further and further, I was secretly hoping
(praying!) that I wouldn't find any strawberry jelly until I got a chance
to get down on my hands and knees and rummage through the stuff on the
floor. Lady luck was smiling...no strawberry jelly. Even without looking, I
was pretty sure I had his complete attention, but just to be on the safe
side, sighed and announced, "No luck so far...hope there's some on the
floor." With that, I dropped to my knees and leaned way forward, pushing my
head under the bottom shelf.  I extended my arms in front of me, and began
rearranging the items on the floor. I took my time, knowing from my
practice pose that in this position, he had a perfect view of not only my
pussy, but also my tiny butt hole looking out from between my spread
cheeks. I thought I could hear his breathing getting havier and heavier,
and decided to go for broke.  Balancing on one elbow, I reached my other
hand back between my legs, and feigning an itch, scratched the lips of my
pussy.  The pretense of scratching gave me a perfect chance to spread my
lips, letting Ricky's gaze actually see up inside me. I heard him gasp. I
rearranged a few more items, the backed out and stood.  I feigned
disappointment as I walked back to the table.  "No strawberry," I mumbled
as I moved around to his side of the table.  "I guess I'll have to settle
for grape." As I approached his chair to reach for the jelly, I tingled
with delight as I saw that his penis was now big and hard, standing
straight up and making a giant tent in his boxers.  I swear I could
actually see it twitching. Acting unaware of his hard on, and pretending
complete innocence, I moved back around the table and sat in the chair
directly across from him. Immediately, he "acidentally" dropped his knife
and leaned underneath the table to retrieve it.  I made sure my legs were
far enough apart for him to see my pussy, and wasn't at all surprised when
it took him several seconds to retrieve the knife. I decided I had him
(again), and when he straightened up, decided it was time to ask my
"favor". "Ricky," I started slowly, "remember last night when I saw you
stroking yourself?" Blushing slightly, he replied, "Yeah." "You were
watching a movie of two people...um...you know...going at it," I said, my
turn to blush. He looked up, "You saw that?" "Only a couple minutes," I
replied hastily.  "But I was wondering if I could...well...you know...maybe
borrow it?" My blush was deepening. "Turned you on, did it?" he asked
slyly. As much as I told myself there was no reason for it, the color was
now flooding my face, my blush getting deep red. "Well...yeah...kind
of...sort of...maybe." I stammered.  I looked at him anxiously and quickly
added, "But it was really watching you stroke yourself that was turning me
on and I wasn't paying much attention to the movie." His eyes narrowed
somewhat and a huge grin broke out on his face.  "So now you want to borrow
it?" "Yeah," I mumbled, looking away from his suddenly piercing gaze.
"What's in it for me?" he asked with a suddenly wolfish grin. That caught
me completely by surprise, and I sat there stock still, dead silent for a
minute while my mind raced furiously.  This wasn't going quite according to
plan.  Then I remembered the way his eyes were glued to me a few minutes
ago, and the huge tent in his boxer shorts.  An idea came to me.  Since he
liked to look... I grabbed my tee and pulled it up over my head, dropping
it to the floor.  I cupped my breasts in my hands, fondling them...pointing
them at Ricky.  I pinched and tweaked at my nipples, feeling them grow
hard. As I fondled myself, I raised one of my bare feet and extended my leg
until my foot came in contact with his penis.  I could feel how hard it
was, and it jerked with the first touch of my foot. I began rubbing my foot
up and down, feeling his penis twitching.  I continued tweaking and teasing
my nipples as I looked him in the eye and asked coyly, "Maybe you'd like to
try feeling these." "I'm sure I would," he replied, "But right now I like
what you're doing with your foot a whole lot better." His penis was rock
hard.  I removed my foot and tried to regroup. Completely naked, I got up
moved around the table to once again stand behind him.  This time I used
both hands and began lightly caressing both his nipples.  They instantly
became hard. I looked down at the now giant tent in his boxers.  I breathed
in his ear, "Mmmm...," I dropped one hand to his lap and gave him a gentle
squeeze through his shorts.  I whishpered in his ear in my sexiest voice,
"I though you just took care of this thing a little while ago." "I did," he
mumbled, obviously embarassed, "but that's just the way guys are...I mean
sometimes we just can't control it." I moved my hand back up his chest and
continued caressing his nipples as I moved around the chair to his side.  I
cupped my one breast and held it right in front of his face and whispered
huskily, "Perhaps you'd like to try feeling this while you take care of it
again." Hie penis twitched and broke free through the opening in his
boxers, standing up tall and hard.  One of his hands reached for his groin,
gripping his penis in a fist, while the other came up to my chest and
squeezed my offered breast. He began stroking himself, while gripping me,
alternating with pinching my nipple. I winced.  "Not quite so hard, "I
whispered quietly, "You have to be gentle." His grip on my nipple lightened
immediately, and his fist began moving faster, up and down on his now hard,
throbbing penis. This continued for a minute, his eyes glued to my breast,
mine glued to his hard penis, and his hand stroking it. He stopped
abruptly. "No," he said, "If you want to borrow the movie then I want to
watch you do it again." I knew I had him. "It?" I asked in my most teasing
voice. "You know...when you use your fingers..." "Use my fingers to do
what?" I asked coyly. "Um...you know...you know...between your legs..." He
was almost whimpering. I was starting to get really wet, as again it seemed
that even my own brother could be put "under my thumb", turned on just by
the sight of me. I moved his newspaper to the far side of the table, and
hopped up, sitting on the edge facing him.  With deliberate slowness, I put
first one foot, and then the other, on the backs of the two chairs on
either side of him.  In this position, my pussy was wide open and on
display, not more than a foot from his face. His mouth dropped and his eyes
gaped as he took in the view I was offering him, his breathing becoming
heaverier once again. Although I couldn't actually see his hand on his
penis from this position, I could tell by the movements of his arm that his
stroking was getting faster. I moved one hand across my stomach, extending
my index finger and bringing it to rest, just above my slit, the finger
seemingly pointing right at my clit. I purred, "So what do you want me to
do now?" "Touch it, stroke it," he mumbled. I was only to glad to oblige as
my pussy was now, once again, soaking wet.  My juices were dripping down
onto the table. I slid my hand lower, and began gently caressing my clit.
"Is this what you want to see?" "Yeah," was all he could get out, as his
breathing became raspy and his arm movements still faster.  I couldn't tell
who was getting more turned on, him or me.  His eyes remained glued to my
wantonly displayed pussy.  My finger started moving faster as I could feel
my juices running out of me and down the crack of my butt. He leaned in
closer...and closer...and then closer.  His face was now inches from my
pussy.  I could feel his breath, flowing across my lips.  I wasn't sure
what he planned next...but I got kinda spooked. I quickly brought my other
arm down behind my butt and around my thigh.  I inserted one, then two,
then three fingers deep into my pussy.  I started slowly, suggestively,
moving those fingers in and out of my channel while the finger on the other
hand continued tormenting my clit. My own breathing was now becoming harsh.
He was no longer breathing, but rather panting.  I felt myself getting
close to coming. "Not like this," I gasped.  "Stand up.  I want to see.  I
want to watch.  I want to see you squirt." He slid his chair back and
stood. I could see his hand, curled into a fist, furiously pumping up and
down on his penis, his big...hard...twitching...throbbing...penis. My
breathing was ragged, my chest heaving.  The fingers pumping in and out of
me are moving faster and faster.  The finger on my clit is flying.  My clit
is huge, and hard. My juices are flowing freely, running out of me.  My
orgasm is close. His fist pumps faster...faster...faster. He groans.  His
entire body goes rigidly still.  His penis twitches, then jerks.  He spurts
once, twice, then a third, and even a fourth time. His juice lands on my
stomach...warm...almost hot. It sends me over the edge. With three fingers
pumping in and out of my pussy, and a finger flying over my clit, I arch my
back, let out a small scream, and come...and come...and come. When the
spasms finally subside, I'm exhausted. I take my finger off my clit.  I
look up at Ricky.  He's still standing there, his penis still in his hand,
his eyes still fixed, staring between my wide spread legs.  Although his
penis is starting to shrink, his breathing is still rather ragged. I sit up
and, rather wickedly, remove my drenched fingers from my pussy and hold
them up to his face, tempting both his nose and mouth. "Oh God Sis," he
groaned, "Don't start again." I made a slow deliberate show of bringing my
fingers to my own mouth, reaching out with my tongue and licking the
glistening juices off of each.  He stood frozen, eyes glazed as I pushed
them into my mouth, and made a rather noisy show of sucking them clean. I
just looked at him rather coyly.  "Now what about that movie?"

   Chapter 4 - The Pool

   I grabbed my tee shirt off the floor and pulled in on over my head.  I
followed Ricky to his room and watched while he opened one of the drawers
in his dresser.  After rummaging through it for a moment, he turned,
holding out a DVD. "Here," he said, offering it to me.  "I think this is
the one that was on that you saw a part of." "You think?" I asked, taking
the disk, "How many different ones do you have?" "Oh, six or eight I
guess," he replied nonchalantly. I mentally filed that bit of information
away for future reference, as well as the location of the drawer he kept
them in. I returned to my room, already anticipating what I was sure would
be a wonderful masturbation session later that afternoon. Ricky would be
leaving shortly after lunch for his summer job at the local supermarket,
and mom and dad wouldn't be home until five thirty or six o'clock, which
meant I would have the house all to myself most of the afternoon. I
retrieved my panties from the hamper, still wet from our earlier "session",
and dried my pussy again.  I put them back in the hamper, and tried to sort
out the rest of my day. Well, not really the rest of my day, since I knew
where the afternoon hours were going, but rather tried to figure out what
to do for the next couple of hours until Ricky left for work. I picked the
sexy DVD up off my dresser, and looked at it, front and back.  It didn't
look like anything too great, but I remembered the few minutes I had seen.
On a whim I opened the case.  The inner insert was full of pictures from
the movie, sjpwing every body part and every act imaginable!  One of the
pictures showed a girl with a penis in her mouth!  One showed a girl with a
penis in her butt!  One showed two girls licking each other's pussies!  I
couldn't wait for the next couple of hours to pass so I could watch the
whole thing in private. I decided I wasn't going to spoil my later planned
"private party" by peeking first, and reluctantly closed the case back up.
I decided that since I had to "kill" a couple of hours anyhow, I might as
well get a couple of my weekly chores done.  (Vacuuming the pool and
sweeping the deck around it are on my regular chore list.)) Time out. 
Shortly after we moved into this house, (years ago...I think I was five or
six years old), mom and dad had a beautiful pool and deck added onto the
back.  The pool is in ground, good sized...maybe twenty feet across, thirty
or forty feet long...(I never actually measured it)...three feet deep in
the shallow end, seven feet deep in the deep end...which has both a diving
board and a water slide. They built a huge concrete deck around it, and
built a roof over maybe the first ten or twelve feet out from the house, so
we could use it even if it was raining.  They had a huge enclosure built
over the entire thing, completely screening it in, with several sliding
glass doors into the house, one normal door into the garage, and two screen
doors leading out into the yard. So, I decided to get these chores done,
(vacuuming and sweeping), and pulled off my tee shirt.  My mind was still
on the sexy movie, and what was coming later, and on the pictures I had
seen on the inside of the case....a girl with a penis in her mouth...a girl
with a penis in her butt...a girl licking a guy's butt hole, a guy licking
a girl's butt hole, two girl's licking each other's pussies!  Do people
really do all this stuff??? My mind was anywhere but in the present as I
opened my dresser drawer and pulled out a white "summertime" bra, and
matching white panties.  "Summertime" means they are ultra thin material,
meant to be cool.  Not exactly see through, but almost.  The dark area
around my nipples was pretty clearly visible, and although the few hairs
surrounding my pussy were too light colored to show through, my slit was
pretty clearly outlined. I pulled on a light weight tee and a pair of nylon
gym shorts and started down the stairs to get done what I had to do. I was
just sliding open the glass door leading to the pool area when I realized I
was being a complete bubble brain.  I always wear one of my swimsuits
(bikini) when I work around the pool.  I don't know what I was thinking
when I dressed in regular clothes.  I paused and briefly debated going back
upstairs and changing, but decided the hell with it and continued out back.
The sound of our next door neighbor's lawn mower running registered vaguely
in my mind as I hooked up the pool vacuum and got started.  The pool, as
usual, was a snap, and inside of fifteen minutes I was stowing the vacuum
and getting ready to sweep the deck. That turned out to be not much of a
job either, and twenty minutes later I was picking up the last small pile
of sweepings when I heard the screen door to the deck open behind me. I
turned and saw Jeff, out next door neighbor, walking through the door and
onto the deck.  Jeff and I have known each other forever.  We've been next
door neighbors since we were five or six years old, and I never thought of
him as anything other than the boy next door. However, with my "awakening"
in the past day.  I now saw him in an entirely different light.  He was
shirtless, wearing only a pair of shorts, shoes and socks.  He actually was
not a bad looking guy, and had a nice body.  Maybe just under six feet
tall, he was fairly slim, no fat what so ever.  While not muscular as like
the weightlifter type, he was non the less very fit.  Perhaps "wiry" is the
right word. He was sweating very heavily as he approached me, and obviously
had had quite a workout pushing the lawnmower around.  As he grew closer, I
started to REALLY admire his body, and found my eyes drawn to the bulge in
his shorts.  The familiar tingles started running through me. "Damn!" I
thought to myself.  "Now I really wish I had worn one of my bikinis." He
approached with a friendly smile and a wave.  "Hey, Michelle," he started,
"I can't believe the lawnmower ran out of gas and our can is empty.  Do you
by any chance have any I could borrow?" He drew closer and I caught a whiff
of his manly scent.  "Damn, damn, damn," I thought, silently cursing my
choice of clothes. "Might be some in the garage," I answered lightly, "Hang
on just a sec and I'll check." My mind was racing furiously as I turned and
walked toward the door to the garage.  How could I get him to stay aroung?
How could I see if I could get him interested...in me...in looking at me?
How could I find out if I could get him turned on like had worked with my
brother Ricky?  I couldn't very well change into a bikini while in the
garage! Disappointed, I located the gas can and returned to the deck.  As I
exited the door from the garage, I noticed him gazing at the pool, almost
wistfully.  I had a flash of inspiration and knew immediately what my plan
was going to be. I approached him and put the can at his feet, again
catching his manly scent. "I'm just getting ready to take a quick dip and
cool off," I said in as light and airy voice as I could muster.  "You look
like you could kind of use a break yourself to cool off.  Want to join me?"
His gaze shifted from the pool to me.  "I would really love to," he said
almost sadly.  "But I have no idea where my swim suit is." BINGO! "Don't be
silly," I said, quickly grabbing my tee and pulling it up and off my head,
dropping it nonchalantly to the deck. "Go in in your underwear.  I do it
all the time." His eyes were fixed on my chest, staring holes right through
my almost transparent bra.  I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my gym
shorts, giving them a quick tug and letting them fall to my feet. 
"Besides," I added, "underwear's not really all that different than a
swimsuit anyhow." His eyes were now fixed on my filmy panties, and I could
feel myself starting to heat up.  I stepped out of my gym shorts and turned
around, making a show of bending over to pick up my shorts and tee shirt. I
fumbled with them for a second or two, making sure my butt was pointing
right at his face.  I stood back up and turned around to face him, his eyes
immediately flickering over my breasts. "Well," I asked, "are you going to
stand there and burn up all day, or are you going to join me and cool off?"
"What the hell," he said, and his hands moved to undo his shorts.  I turned
away as if disinterested and walked the few feet to put my shorts and tee
shirt on one of the patio tables.  When I turned back around, he had kicked
off his shorts.  My first surprise was that unlike my dad or brother Ricky,
Jeff didn't wear boxer shorts, but rather white briefs.  As I casually
sauntered back in his direction, he put one foot up on one of the deck
chairs and began untying the laces of his sneaker. In this position, with
his foot up, and his legs spread, the sight of the sexy bulge between his
legs was turning me on.  I could clearly make out the outline of his penis,
even the smooth shape of the head.  My eyes were transfixed. He quickly
finished removing his sneakers and socks, and straightened, turning to face
me.  I quickly moved my gaze from his groin, hoping he hadn't caught me
staring.  I gestured toward the pool and said, "After you.  You're the
guest." He turned and walked to the edge of the pool.  Right behind him, my
eyes were automatically drawn to his firm, muscular butt, the white
material of his briefs stretched tightly across his cheeks. He reached the
edge of the pool and paused.  I stepped up beside him and quipped, "Last
one in is a rotten egg!" I didn't hesitate, but dove in head first.  The
water felt fantastic, refreshing.  Not so cold as to be uncomfortable, but
cold enough so I felt my nipples instantly harden.  I swam a few strokes
under the water, and then stopped, putting my feet down and standing up.
The depth when I stood was such that the water level was just above my
waist.  Facing away from Jeff, I glanced down...and gasped! My bra,
originally semi see through, now wet, was completely transparent...almost
invisible!  It hid absolutely nothing!  I might just as well not even be
wearing it!  I walked slowly toward the steps in the corner of the shallow
end, my back still to Jeff. My mind was racing.  How was I going to handle
this?  I hadn't even thought about the white material turning transparent
when wet.  At first flustered by this unexpected turn, it took a few
seconds to realize that this could be a great chance to "play".  I reached
the steps and reached for the handrail.  As I climbed out of the pool I
decided the best way to play on this perfect opportunity was to feign
innocence, pretend that I wasn't even aware that my bra now had all the
covering up ability of a piece of clear plastic wrap. I glanced back over
my shoulder as I stepped up out of the water.  Jeff was still standing at
the edge of the pool, had not yet taken the plunge. I turned and walked
back toward him, my face a mask of pure innocence.  I thought his eyes were
going to pop out of his head as he stared at my breasts.  When his eyes
dropped down to my panties, I suddenly shivered.  "Oh my God," I thought,
"Have my panties become just as transparent as my bra?" I walked right up
to him, continuing my innocent act.  "Your turn," I shouted and gave him a
playful shove.  It was enough to make him lose his balance and fall over
into the water.  In the couple seconds he was underneath, I quickly
examined my panties.  Same thing, completely see through, completely clear.
I quickly jumped back in the water, flustered, my mind racing. I moved
slowly toward the shallow end, thinking furiously.  What had at first had
me somewhat flustered was now opening a whole range of possibilities.  As
long as I was playing innocent and naive, I could show off anything I
wanted to, in any position I wanted to, because I "supposedly" didn't know
I was showing off anything... My mind went into overdrive, examining
possibilities.  What could I do to get into sexy positions, showing Jeff
everything, while still maintaining my act of innocence? I swam lazily
toward where Jeff was now standing.  I stood next to him in water that was
just above my waist, just below my breasts.  His eyes were so busy staring
at my now rock hard nipples that I'm sure he didn't even notice me trying
to get a clear view of his briefs, and hopefully the shape of his penis
inside them. And then I had a sudden, wild thought!  Did his briefs turn as
clear and transparent as my bra and panties had?  Would I actually be able
to SEE his penis, and not just the outline, not just the shape of the
bulge? I needed a ploy to get him out of the water where I could
see...really see.  In a matter of seconds, inspiration hit me.  I turned
away from him and started moving toward the steps in the corner.  Looking
back over my shoulder, I called out, "Come on, you can help me." With Jeff
right behind me, I reached the steps.  I stepped up on the first one, and
then put my other foot up on the top one.  Pausing, I bent way over,
pretending to be picking at my toe. Perfect.  With my legs somewhat spread,
and me bent way over with Jeff's face just a foot or two away, I knew he
had a perfect view of my pussy...my slit, my lips, maybe even the other
little hole between my cheeks. I heard an unmistakable gasp, and continued
picking at my toe for a few more seconds before straightening up and
continuing out of the water. I walked over to the large chest/box thing
where we store most of our pool toys, and lifted the top lid.  Certain Jeff
was right behind me, I again bent way over, keeping my legs somewhat
spread, and began rummaging through the contents.  I knew he again had a
perfect view of my pussy, and swear I could actually feel his eyes staring
at me, trying to look right up inside me. I grabbed the floating basketball
basket and one of the undersized balls that goes with it and straightened
up. "Here," I said turning to face him. My turn to gasp. His briefs had
indeed turned almost transparent.  Not like the clear plastic wrap my bra
and panties now resembled, but transparent enough so I could actually see
the flesh of his penis where it lay against the wet material.  I could
clearly see the head, round and pink, and thought I could even make out the
tiny pee hole at the end of it.  I couldn't tell for sure, but I thought it
actually looked larger than before. I handed him the net and ball, and
turned back to the chest, bending over again and rummaging.  I found a few
more of the balls for the game, but stayed in my bent over position for a
few more seconds, squeezing and comparing the balls.  I wanted him to have
a good long look at my pussy, but ran out of reasons to maintain my "pose".
Selecting two of the balls, I straightened again, turned, and said, "O.K.
Let's go have some fun." As I walked past him, my eyes automatically looked
down at his groin, and now there was no doubt.  He was definitely getting
bigger. I threw the balls I was carrying into the pool and jumped in after
them.  I turned just in time to see Jeff toss the ball he was carrying into
the water.  I got a little closer to him as he bent over slightly and
dropped the net into the water, close to the edge. By the time he
strightened back up, I was only a couple feet away, standing with my head
at the perfect height to stare directly at his penis...his slowly growing
penis. We took turns trying to shoot the balls through the net from
different angles and distances.  Neither of us was overly good at it.  I
was trying to make sure the floating net stayed in the shallow end, so
whenever I stood up my breasts would be up out of the water and in plain
view. We horsed around for a little while, missing on more baskets than we
made, and I was retrieving one of the balls when I made an amazing
discovery.  To get this ball, I had to wade right in front of one of the
return water jets from the filter pump, and in doing so felt the jet of
water brushing the outside of my hip.  I grabbed the ball and turned, and
the cascade of water was hitting me right on my pussy!  It felt
wonderful...like a thousand tiny fingers all trying to caress me at the
same time.  I got instantly turned on and stalled for a moment, standing
with the water directly on my pussy.  It was wonderful!  I tried moving a
little closer and bending my legs a little so the water was aimed directly
at my clit. Heaven! I knew in an instant I could come like this, and
decided this was going to require further exploration.  I threw the ball
back to Jeff, and moved over to the steps up out of the shallow end.  "I'm
going to grab a soda," I called out.  "Want one?" "Sure," he replied
eagerly.  I wasn't sure if the eagerness in his voice really came from
wanting a soda, or if it was from another chance to stare at my pussy
through my now "non existent" panties. Either way, I decided to repeat my
earlier show.  As I reached the steps, Jeff was "conveniently" one step
behind me.  I moved on to the first step, then reached one foot up to the
top step, bending over and picking at my toe.  His view of my pussy, I
knew, was perfect.  I picked at my toe for a good minute...maybe
two...making sure he had plenty of time to stare.  When I straightened and
turned around, I swear his hand was under the water, squeezing, if not
rubbing, his penis. I feigned nonchalance, climbed out of the water, and
went to grab two soda out of the pool deck fridge. I turned to return to
the pool, Jeff's eyes glued to me, or rather, my body.  I handed him one of
the cold cans, and opened mine, taking one sip, and then setting it down on
the edge of the pool.  I carefully placed it so it was right over the spot
where the return water jet came out of the pool wall, knowing that any time
I went to "innocently" take a sip of my soda, the water would be streaming
directly at my pussy. We played around with the balls and the basket for a
few more minutes, me making sure my breasts stayed above water level and in
plain view.  I swear every few seconds Jeff would sneak a hand down into
the water and squeeze his penis.  That was really getting me turned on as I
wondered if it was getting bigger, and maybe getting hard. I was trying to
figure out a way to get him out of the pool without being too obvious, so
my view would be unobstructed, but my mind was coming up blank. I moved
back over to the side of the pool, reaching for my soda.  I carefully
positioned myself so that the stream of water was aimed directly at my
slit. I sipped my soda, moving forward and backward a few inches until the
cascading water felt just right. What a rush! I stayed in that position,
"innocently" sipping at my soda, and began gently rocking my hips back and
forth.  The stream of water felt wonderful, and I could feel myself getting
wet...from the inside. The splashing sounds of Jeff shooting the
basketballs stopped, and I wondered if he was looking at me...watching me.
I wondered if he had any idea what I was doing.  I felt his presence right
behind me, and started rocking my hips a little harder. I crouched slightly
so the stream was now aimed directly at my clit.  I left my hands perched
in plain view on the side of the pool, and increased my rocking motion. He
was now so close behind me that I could hear his breathing.  I bowed my
head between my outstretched hands and let out a low moan, my hips rocking
faster, my pussy getting wetter, my face getting flushed. I still wondered
if he knew what I was doing...and why I was doing it.  The warmth was
spreading through my entire body, and I knew my orgasm wasn't far away. I
felt his hand on my shoulder as he asked in a concerned voice, "Michelle,
are you OK?" I turned to face him and answered, "Yes...I'm
fine...wonderful...almost." He looked me in the eyes for a second and
asked, "What are you doing?" I was so close to coming, my reply was nothing
more than a husky whisper, "What do you think I'm doing?" I rocked my hips
in an even more exagerated fashion. He blushed as it became more obvious.
"Well...I'm...ah...um...not sure," he finally stammered. His right hand had
disappeared below the water, but I could pretty much see him squeezing his
penis through his briefs.  I moved away from the jet, and taking his left
hand, put it right in front of the cascading water. "Can you feel that?" I
asked huskily. He just stood there frozen, except for his right hand, which
looked to be getting much more active. I removed his hand from the jet and
repositioned myself, again beginning the rocking motion of my hips.  The
cascading water was doing wonderful things for me, I could feel my orgasm
approaching.  I looked over at Jeff. "If you're a girl, this feels
wonderful," I whispered.  I continued in a low throaty voice, "And you
don't even have to do anything yourself...just stand here." I was panting
now. His jaw dropped, his mouth agape.  His hand in the water had changed
motions so that now even his upper arm was moving in a steady rhythmic
motion. He looked at me in awe.  "You mean you're...........?" "Coming...or
trying to," I answered quickly. "Here?  In the pool?  In front of me?" He
was now blushing, although it didn't seem to affect the movements of his
arm or hand. "Of course, silly." I looked up into his eyes and whispered,
"What's the matter?  Don't you like to come?" He blushed further as he
stammered, "Well...sure...I mean...I do...but it's usually by myself in
private...or with somebody else touching me...I mean...you know..." His
blush deepened as he became more and more flustered. I began rocking my
hips more and more forcefully against my wonderful water lover, and watched
as the movements of his hand and arm became faster and faster. My breathing
became harsher as I felt my orgasm rapidly approaching.  My pussy was
dripping, and my clit felt so hard I thought it was going to burst. I moved
a tiny bit closer to the jet as I watched him rubbing himself faster and
faster. "Jeff," I purred, "Why don't you take it out and let me watch you
stroke it?" He looked at me in shock, and his blush got even deeper.  He
didn't say a word, but his hand didn't stop moving either. "Come on," I
hissed, "It really turns me on to see a guy squirt." He remained
speechless, his hand and arm still moving, and I returned my attention to
my own pleasure.  The feeling inside me was building, my insides were on
fire, and I felt my orgasm rapidly approaching. I increased the movement of
my hips, my breathing now ragged, my chest heaving. I leaned my head back
and closed my eyes. "Jeff," I growled, "I'm close...so close...getting
closer.  Oh God!  Here it comes...Jeff..." I panted, my voice now nothing
more than a whimper. With a low groan I mumbled, "I'm gonna come...gonna
come...coming...coming...OH GOD coming...Jeff...coming...coming...COMING!"
I gasped as my orgasm washed over me.  It was a really nice come...not mind
blowing or bone shattering like a couple I'd had in the last day or two,
but a very nice, warm, delicious come, perhaps made even better by knowing
that Jeff was standing right next to me, watching me in my most personal,
intimate moment. As my spasms subsided, I looked over at him, still
standing in shock, his hand and arm still moving. "Come on," I asked
huskily, " I let you watch me...now let me watch you." I remembered what he
said about him coming, "...in private or with someone else touching me..."
I brazenly reached out and put my hand over the hand he had gripping his
penis.  I looked him in the eyes as I asked ina sultry voice, "Does this
mean you want me to...touch you?" "Oh God yes!" he murmured. Teasingly, I
said, "Well then let's move someplace a little more private." He was up and
out of the pool in a flash, and although I had intended to lead him out and
put on another show, he was in front of me.  The only good part about that
was that I got a great view of his butt in his now "see through" briefs as
he scrambled out of the pool. "Let's move over under the roof part so
nobody can see us," I whispered suggestively. He oved quickly under the
roofed part of the deck, shielding us from anyone who might be trying to
watch.  He leaned back against the patio table as I approached him.  His
still wet briefs afforded me a wonderful view of his penis, big and hard,
and now I could even see it throbbing. "Finally," I thought to myself, "I'm
actually going to get to touch it and stroke a guy's naked penis.  I wonder
if I can make it squirt?" He was staring at me in anticipation, his hand
now again covering and squeezing his penis through his briefs, as I
approached. I reached out and moved his hand, replacing it with my own.
"Isn't it my turn now?" I purred. I squeezed his penis through his briefs,
feeling it twitch and throb.  The thrills running through me were getting
intense. I squeezed his penis through his briefs and whispered, "I've never
done this before...you're going to have to show me what to do." "Just
stroke it," he barely managed to get out in a hoarse whisper. I started a
gently rubbing up and down, feeling him get fuller...bigger...harder... I
looked him in the eye as I whispered suggestively, "Well, then maybe you
need to pull your shorts down first" He hooked his thumbs in his waistband
and tugged down.  His penis came into full view, now big and
hard...twitching...throbbing... "Finally..." I thought to myself. I was
reaching to touch it, grip it, stroke it, when the sound of a car pulling
in the next door driveway invaded our moment. "Oh no," I moaned to myself,
"please...please...please...not now." Two quick honks of a car horn
destroyed our revelry, and Jeff quickly paled. "Damn it!" he swore. 
"That's my mom and dad.  I gotta get home like right now and finish my
chores." I'm not sure who was more disappointed, him or me.  He quickly
tucked his now rock hard penis back into his briefs, scrambled to pull on
his shorts, and yanked on his socks and shoes.  Grabbing the gas can, he
headed for the door.  I stopped him. Reaching up, I whispered in his
ear..."Maybe you could stop over tomorrow...?"











   Frustrated thoughts of "almost" stayed with me as I watched Jeff
disappear around the corner of the hedgerow, back into his own yard. Bother
Ricky hadn't yet left for work, so I couldn't yet begin my private
"pleasure party", the one I'd been eagerly anticipating since he'd agreed
to let me borrow his sexy movie.  I decided I might as well get some sun,
and positioned myself on one of the lounges, laying out my towel and
leaning back.  The warmth of the sun felt wonderful, and I felt myself kind
of dozing as all the sexy images of the past day flooded through me. 
Seeing my brother stroke himself...and squirt.  Lewdly displaying myself to
him while I caressed myself, my lower lips wide open to his gaze.  Watching
his penis get big and hard...just from looking at me.  Watching him
pee...and then shake and "milk" his penis.  "Gotta make sure I got it all
so I don't drip." was his mumbled explanation.  The few minutes I'd seen of
his movie, the one he was watching while he stroked his penis.  The sights
of the guys and girls...their bodies...their...everything...the things they
did.  I awoke to the sound of my brother's voice. "Jesus, sis, don't you
ever get enough?" As I came out of my fog, I realized he was standing at
the foot of the lounge, looking down at me.  I also realized that one of my
hands had found it's way into my panties.  Strangely, I didn't panic. 
Instead I kind of slowly stretched, opened my eyes, and looked at him.
"Well tell me bro...is there any such thing as enough?" He just chuckled
and grinned, turning away and heading for the door. My senses and full
awareness returned quickly.  Ricky was leaving for work.  I had the house
all to myself.  I rose and walked into the kitchen, just as Ricky was
closing the door behind himself on the way out. "Perfect!" I thought,
already racing ahead to how much pleasure I was going to give myself the
rest of the afternoon. When I heard the car start and pull out, I knew I
could get started. I had already kind of formulated my plan for this
afternoon, and just needed to go "shopping". I moved to the refrigerator,
opening the door and then the bottom crisper drawer.  I rummaged through it
briefly, selecting one good sized carrot. I moved to the sink and turned
the water on hot, holding it under the flow until I was satisfied that it
had reached a decent temperature.  (At least on the outside!) I started to
leave the kitchen when I noticed the bowl of bananas sitting on the
counter. The shape caught my immediate attention.  Unlike the carrot, they
were someone curved, particularly at the one end, and I wondered... Since
they were already at room temperature, I simply grabbed one on the way out
the door.  I looked at it as I headed up the stairs.  Bigger than the
carrot, (though not as long),...still...the curve in the shape... I was
already getting wet. I got to my room and dumped my "toys" on my bed.  I
picked up and opened the cover to Ricky's sexy movie, put the DVD in the
player and hit "play". While all the copyright warnings and threats were
flashing on the screen, I hurried down the hall and retrieved the electric
toothbrush from the bathroom. The warnings were just finishing as I
returned to my room, and as the main menu was appearing on the screen, I
turned down my comforter, grabbing all three pillows, (I have a queen size
bed), and propped them up against the headboard. I climbed up onto my bed
and leaned back against my pillows.  I made one last check to make sure
that all of my "toys", as well as the remote control were in easy reach. I
knew I had a few hours with the house to myself, and was determined to take
my time, and not rush things.  I wanted this to last. I settled myself,
leaning back, raised my knees and spread my legs.  I pushed "Play" on the
remote, and, just as the movie was starting, had a thought. I pushed
"Pause" and jumped out of bed.  I grabbed the frame holding my free
standing full length mirror and moved it over to the foot of the bed.  I
placed it right next to the edge, careful that it's position wouldn't
interfere with my view of the screen.  I adjusted the tilt a couple of
times, hopping back up and off the bed, until I was sure it was just right.
I could see the TV screen clearly, but if I looked a little to one side,
could see the reflection of me on my bed.  I raised my knees and spread my
legs again, and hit "play".  As the movie started, one hand automatically
went between my legs, teasing my lips in a gentle caress. My finger
continued teasing my lips.  I could feel myself getting wetter as the
opening scene unfolded. Just a guy and a girl, hugging...kissing.  Their
hands began wandering all over each other, and the undressing started.  The
tops came off first, revealing his hairy chest, and her frilly bra. More
kissing...more groping. She was unbuckling his pants as he hooked his
fingers in her skirt and slid it down her legs. She began lightly licking
his nipples as he reached around her and unhooked her bra.  It fell away
and the camera zommed in for a close up of her breasts.  "About the same as
mine," I thought to myself.  (Mine are 36C) He began to caress, tweak, and
pinch her nipples, but even though they hardened, they didn't grow all that
much.  (Please understand that although my breasts are only average, my
nipples are exceptional.  When aroused (or cold) they will grow to a solid
1/2", standing stright out from my breasts.) She dropped his pants, and his
briefs, and gripped his penis.  The camera zommed again as she began
stroking it, letting me watch close up as it became bigger and started to
get hard.  He hooked his fingers in her panties and tugged them down.  She
stepped out of them and turned, the camera focsing on her now naked pussy.
She had no hair down there! Well, just a little bit, a tuft right at the
top of her slit.  But her lips and the sides of her pussy were shaved
clean! He reached a hand down between her legs and began caressing her
mound, as her hand movements on his penis increased in tempo. I reached
down and tugged off my own panties, once again raising my knees and
spreading my legs.  I glanced into the mirror and looked right at my hand
as it returned between my legs and began lewdly running one fingertip up
and down my lips. I watched the penis on the screen grow big and hard and
increased the tempo of my finger on my own lips. I pushed one finger up
inside me as I watched her move down and lick his nipple, first one and
then the other.  (My brother Ricky loves it when I lightly caress his
nipples, though I've never tried licking them.) The guy appeared to be
getting really turned on, breathing heavily.  I pushed a second finger up
inside me, whirling them around until they were very very wet.  I withdrew
them and held them up to my nose, inhaling my scent deeply, and then slowly
pushed them into my mouth. I licked and sucked on them slowly, savoring my
taste, and watched as the girl's mouth left his nipples and began moving
further down his body. This time I put three fingers up inside me as I
watched her mouth get closer and closer to... "No way!" I thought to
myself. But somehow I knew what was about to happen...and my fingers
started to move in and out of me.  I was soaked...dripping. On the screen,
she didn't do what I thought she was going to do.  She moved lower still,
and, sticking out her tongue, started licking all over his balls.  Around
and around she went, until I could see them wet from her mouth. I reached
for my carrot, replacing my fingers inside of me.  I slid it in and out of
me.  The outer skin of it was a little rough, so I went slow and gentle as
I watched what happed next. His balls were glistening now, wet from her
mouth, and what she did next stunned me.  She raised his legs, pushing his
knees back against his chest, and pushed her tongue against his little back
hole! I couldn't believe it! But at the same time, it was kind of a turn
on. It was so...so...so...naughty! My hand and the carrot started moving
faster as I watched her licking, teasing, kissing, probing his little hole
with her tongue. She kept this up for a minute or two, then went back to
licking all over his balls. The camera shot on screen was alternating
between her tongue and his face.  He was obviously enjoying every second of
her tongue's attention, both around his balls and in his back hole.  His
face was flushed, his breathing heavy. I pushed the carrot all the way up
inside me, and felt a twinge when it hit my cervix.  I tried to calm down a
little, and returned to a steady motion, going all the way in (as far as I
dared), and out on each stroke. On the screen, she moved her tongue away
from his butt, and took one finger, pressing it against the opening to his
back channel.  She pushed harder and I gasped as I watched her fingertip
disappear up inside him. "No way!" I thought to muself, but the carrot was
moving faster.  Without even thinking about it, I moved my free hand to my
butt, and pressed the tip of my middle finger against my own tight little
back hole. I pressed a little harder...and still nothing.  I pulled the
carrot out of me and replaced it with my finger.  Pushing it all the way up
inside of me, I twirled it around until it was coated with my juices. I
pulled my finger back out, replacing it with the carrot, and moved my hand
back to my butt.  When I tried to push my finger up inside of me this time,
my tiny back door opened, and my finger moved in. What a feeling! Both of
my holes were filled! The girl on the screen pulled her finger out of his
tiny hole, and joined it with her middle finger, then touched both against
his back channel, and pushed BOTH up inside him!  The camera cut away to
his face, and he appeared to be loving it.  She started pumping both
fingers in and out of him, and I started moving the carrot faster, even as
my own back door finger started to move. On the screen, she licked his
balls for a few more moments, then took her free hand and grasped his
penis. She brought her mouth up to its head and then, sticking out her
tongue, started probing his tiny pee hole... His hips began rocking as she
opened her mouth and took his penis inside.  At first it was just the head,
but then she started taking more and more into her mouth, until, finally,
she had his entire penis in her mouth! "No way!" I thought to myself. 
"That thing is way too long to fit into her mouth!" Without even realizing
what I was doing, I pulled the carrot out of my pussy and brought it up to
my mouth.  I parted my lips and pushed it inside.  As I watched the girl on
the screen start pumping her mouth up and down the full length of her
lover's penis, I started pushing the carrot father and farther into my own
mouth.  I felt the tip start to enter my throat. I gagged...almost
choking...and quickly pulled it back out. On the screen the girl had
stopped her up and down movements and had paused, her lips against the
guy's skin, the entire length of his penis in her mouth. "No way!" I though
again to myself.  But somehow the carrot found its way back inside my own
mouth, and I started pushing deeper. Again, I felt the tip start to enter
my throat, and again, I started to gag.  This time I didn't jerk it back
out, but just left it sit there.  For the next several seconds, I continued
gagging, thinking I was going to throw up. But after a few more moments,
the gagging passed, and I felt my throat relax.  Encouraged, I tried
pushing it in a little further...everthing still OK. I pushed further...and
further.  When I felt my fingertips brushing my lips I realized that I had
the whole thing in my mouth!  (Well, mouth and throat.) I couldn't believe
it!  This thing had to be a good seven or eight inches long!  And I was
swallowing all of it! Secretly thrilled, knowing how much of a penis,
(carrot in this case), I would be able to fit in my mouth, (when the time
came), this exercise, however, wasn't doing anything for the burning ache
between my legs. I removed the carrot from my mouth and put it back in my
pussy, starting a gentle in and out motion.  The finger in my little back
hole was soon in the same rythm as the carrot sliding in and out of me, and
I watched as the girl on the screen removed the guy's penis from her mouth.
She turned around, straddling his head with her knees, and lowered her
pussy to his mouth as she took his penis back into hers. Both the carrot
and my finger started moving faster as I watched him stick out his tongue
and begin licking up and down her lips.  The camera zoomed in for a close
up as he began licking her clit. Licking her clit! "Wow," I thought.  That
must feel like...feel like...feel like...heaven! Both my finger and the
carrot were flying in and out of my holes as I watched him torture her clit
with his tongue.  I felt my orgasm approaching. On the screen, she had
removed her mouth from his penis and was now panting and groaning, her hips
rocking back and forth, mashing her clit against his tongue. I started
moving the carrot in and out of me faster and faster, the finger in my tiny
back hole matching the rythm. The girl on the screen arched and froze,
letting out a small scream. That sent me over the edge.  I pushed both the
carrot and my finger deep up inside of me and came...shuddering and
shaking...and came...jerking and quivering...and came...and came...and
came... I collapsed back onto my bed even as on the screen she collapsed
down against him. "Wow!" was all I could think.  Imagine a tongue on my
clit...coming in a guy's mouth...wow. As my breathing returned to normal, I
felt myself strangely unsatisfied, even though I had just had a killer
come. "I want something more..." I thought to myself.







   On the screen, the girl rolled off her lover and lay on her back, still
breathing heavily. The guy hadn't come yet, and his penis was still
sticking straight up in the air,...big...hard...throbbing. As my own
breathing slowed, I began gently rotating the carrot back and forth deep
inside my pussy.  Its skin was still very rough, but having just come, I
was wet enough that it wasn't all that uncomfortable.  I wiggled my finger
in my tiny back hole as I watched the girl on the screen move to her hands
and knees.  I watched as she reached a hand back between her legs and
started rubbing her clit.  My own clit wanted some attention, so I removed
my finger from my tight back channel, and brought that hand around between
my legs.  I continued slowly rotating the carrot inside of me while my
fingertips on my other hand started teasing all around my clit. As I
watched the guy position himself behing his kneeling lover, I realized that
all of a sudden my butt felt really empty. Thinking for just a second, I
pulled the carrot out of my pussy, replacing it with two of my fingers.  I
moved the carrot around to my backside, and pushed the tip against my tight
hole.  The carrot was wet enough from the flood in my pussy, that it was
only a matter of seconds before I felt my tiny back door give way, and the
carrot push up inside me.  I quickly grabbed the banana and pushed it
slowly up inside my pussy. What a feeling! The curved tip of the banana
felt like it was touching, rubbing, caressing me...in places deep inside me
that had never been touched before! I watched as the guy on the screen
rubbed the tip of his penis up and down his lover's slit. I started moving
the banana slowly in and out of me.  God it felt so good...so
different...the tip...curved...rubbing against my channel walls... The
rough skin of the carrot in my little back hole was starting to get
uncomfortable,...starting to chaff against my tender skin, and I stopped
moving it, focusing instead on the incredible sensations the banana was
sending shooting through my pussy. I felt the tremors starting again and
knew another orgasm wasn't far away. I pulled the carrot out of my
backside, somewhat surprised that even this small movement of the rough
skin hurt me.  I discarded the carrot, and moved one of my fingers back to
my tight entry hole.  I pushed the tip inside, and was relieved that there
was no discomfort.  My finger was small enough, however, that even when I
pushed it all the way in, I still felt strangely empty...unfulfilled. I
started rotating the banana in my pussy, gently probing my backdoor with my
finger, as I watched the guy on the screen push his penis into his lover's
pussy.  The camera angle changed to show a view from behind, up between his
legs.  I could see his penis pushing in and out of her pussy.  I could see
his balls dangling down between his legs.  I could even see his little
backdoor, the one that just a few minutes ago she had been teasing with her
tongue.  As he continued moving in and out, it looked like the inner lips
of her pussy had a mind of their own.  It looked like every time he pushed
in, they were trying to suck him in deeper.  Every time he pulled out, it
looked like they were trying to hold on to him...pull him back inside. As
the screen showed him pumping faster and faster, I automatically quickened
the rotation of the banana, feeling it deep up inside of me.  My finger in
my back hole started pushing in and out.  My hips began rocking steadily,
my breathing became deep and harsh. On the screen he pumped in and out of
her pussy furiously, their moaning and groaning becoming louder and louder.
Both the banana and my finger were flying in and out of my holes as I felt
myself losing control. The guy suddenly pulled out of her pussy, grasping
his throbbing penis in one hand and pumping it wildly.  My orgasm was
starting...growing...building...reaching...peaking. As he jerked and shot
his cream all over her back, I lost control.  Not even trying to stifle my
moans, I came wildly.  I could feel my tight little back hole clamping down
around my finger, and my pussy spasmed and spasmed as wave after wave
rocked through me. I collapsed back, exhausted, panting.  As my breathing
started to slow back down I glanced in the mirror.  I saw the tip of the
banana sticking out of my pussy as I pulled my finger from my backside, and
watched fascinated as the tiny hole winked back at me in the mirror.  I
slowly pulled the banana from myself, and brought it to my mouth, stopping
first at my nose to inhale the scent of my orgasm.  I opened my mouth and
licked and sucked my juices from the yellow skin. I just lay there for a
moment, savoring the afterglow of a delicious come. The screen moved to the
next scene, and it started like the last one...guy and a
girl...kissing...grabbing...groping...undresing each other.  My hand moved
almost automatically down between my legs, and I began idly teasing my clit
as I watched the two on the screen fall onto the bed.  He laid her on her
back, then reversed his position, pushing his penis into her mouth while
his tongue began dancing around her clit.  I watched as he spread her legs
further, and then pushed a finger into her backside hole.  She bucked up
and down as he began pushing his finger in and out of her, all the while
teasing her clit with his tongue. My other hand found its way to my own
tight little back hole, and I pushed a finger up inside me while my other
finger continued playing with my clit.  I could feel myself starting to
become aroused...again.  I stopped tormenting my clit and pushed one, then
two fingers up inside my pussy.  Already soaking wet from my last come, it
was only a metter of seconds before my fingers were again coated with my
own pussy juices. As the guy on the screen reversed his position again, I
repeated what was rapidly becoming a ritual.  I pulled my dripping wet
fingers from my pussy and brought them up to my face, first smelling, and
then opening my mouth and tasting, my own sweet cream. I put my two fingers
back up inside my pussy as I watched the guy on the screen push his penis
into his lover's waiting pussy.  They began pumping in a rhythm that the
fingers in both of my holes soon matched. My own hips began humping against
my hands, as if both of my holes were saying they wanted more. My movements
became faster as I watched the guy on the screen pull his penis out of his
lover, and then roll her over, pulling her up onto her hands and knees.  I
felt the beginnings of an orgasm growing as I watched him rub the tip of
his penis up and down her slit. I gasped as he suddenly brought the head up
from her pussy and laid it against her back door hole.  My own finger in my
own tight rear channel was pumping furiously in and out of me as I watched
in awe.  "No way," I thought.  "That thing will never fit in there." He was
pressing now...pushing...but nothing.  All of a sudden the finger in my
backside just wasn't enough.  I wanted something more!  But what?  The
rough skin on the carrot had hurt too bad, and the banana was way too
big...I looked around my room but saw nothing that would give my back door
the pleasure I wanted. On the screen, the guy gave a sudden lunge, and the
head of his penis disappeared inside her!  She shrieked in pain...and he
froze.  The camera switched to a shot of her face...teeth clenched...eyes
shut tight...breathing labored...her agony was obvious. Neither of them
moved for a moment, even though the speed of my own hand movements was now
racing. After a moment or two, the guy on the screen began moving in and
out of her back hole...slowly...little bit at a time.  The camera showed
the expression on her face change from one of excruciating pain...to mild
discomfort...to...to...to...bliss? "Oh God," I thought.  "I gotta find
something..." I hit pause on the player and jumped out of bed.  I thought
maybe if I could find a little smaller carrot, one with smoother skin, that
it might work...making my back channel feel filled like the girl on the
screen. As I headed toward the stairs and the kitchen, I realized my honey
was starting to trickle down my thighs.  I cupped one hand tightly over my
pussy, hoping I wasn't leaking enough to leave spots on the floor. I got to
the kitchen and anxiously opened the fridge, pulling open the crisper
drawer with my free hand.  I rummaged briefly through the carrots...and
grew increasingly disappointed.  There were some different sizes, but they
all had the same crude, coarse, rough skin that had hurt my tender back
hole earlier.  I looked briefly around the kitchen, wondering if there was
something...anything...else I could use.  Seeing nothing, I went to close
the crisper drawer when I saw...it! My thoughts immediately left my butt
and went back to my pussy! There it was...big...a
cucumber...huge...green...huge...sexy...huge...obscene...huge... Oh God I
wanted it in my pussy! I grabbed it and closed the drawer with my knee, the
fridge door with my shoulder, and moved to the sink, turning the water on
hot. As I rotated the cucumber under the flow, I thought idly that I must
look pretty silly, one hand cupped tightly against my pussy, like I had to
pee... When I was satisfied that the hot water had warmed the cucumber up
to a nice temperature, I shut off the water, grabbing my new "toy" and
leaving the room.  I was already imagining how good this was going to feel
as I walked through the dining room toward the stairs.  I was in such a
hurry to get back to my room, back to the movie, and "play" some more, that
I almost missed it. Right in front of my eyes... On the dining room table,
standing up straight and tall, the candles sitting in their holders!
Perfect! Tall, maybe ten or twelve inches.  Tapered...maybe 3/4" at the
top, 1-1/2" at the bottom.  Straight...SMOOTH! "Oh God," I gasped as I
moved to the table. I clasped the cucumber under one arm and used my free
hand to twist one of them free from its holder, and was now almost running
as I headed back up the stairs to my room. I plopped on my bed, scooting
until I was sitting directly in front of my mirror.  I propped my pillows
behind my head and lay back, raising my legs and pressing my knees against
my breasts.  I looked into the mirror and saw both of my holes staring back
at me.  I could see my honey glistening on my lips...glistening on my
thighs. I brought the cucumber down between my legs and stared in the
mirror as I pressed the tip against my opening.  I pushed slightly, and the
tip went inside of me. "Oh God," I thought..."incredible!" I pushed it in a
little further.  I had never felt so "filled up".  I pushed further, and as
it went deeper up inside of me, I could feel it filling...stretching...my
pussy. It didn't hurt...it was just...intense... "My god!" I thought as I
continued pushing it up even further inside of me.  "If this is what a
cucumber feels like, how does a woman EVER give birth to a child?" The
sensation was delicious as I continued watching raptly in the mirror.  More
and more of the huge green monster disappeared up inside of me, until only
the very tip was left visible.  I couldn't believe it!  This thing had to
be eight or nine inches long, and probably three inches in diameter, and I
had the whole thing up inside me! I can't even begin to describe the
feeling...it was...it was...it was...I don't know...incredible! I looked at
myself in the mirror, the tip of the cucumber sticking out of my pussy.  I
gazed at my lips stretched tight, obscene, around the huge shaft.  I looked
at my tiny back hole winking at me...begging for attention. I grasped the
candle in my other hand, bringing it around and pressing the tip against my
tiny opening.  I pushed, and felt my body surrender, opening and letting
the slender invader up inside of me.  "Oh My God!" I thought.  "both
holes..." I pushed the candle further up inside of me.  I gasped as I felt
the candle rubbing against the cucumber, seperated by only...? I continued
pushing, watching in the mirror as more and more of the candle disappeared
up inside my tiny backside entrance.  "God I look obscene!" I thought as I
watched myself in the mirror.  More and more of the candle went up inside
me until I felt my fingertips brushing against my cheeks.  God I had all of
both of them inside of me!  I felt so...so...so...full! I started a slow in
and out movement with both of my new lovers, and quickly fell into a slow
rythm.  I continued this for a moment, watching my lewd display in the
mirror.  I stopped the movement, and scooted back up on my bed, rearranging
the pillows.  I reached for the remote, and hit "rewind".  I waited until
the scene was just before the guy put his penis in the girl's butt, and
then pushed "play". I started moving both the cucumber and the candle back
in and out of me as I watched him force his penis into her small hole.  I
gasped myself as I once again saw the expression of extreme agony on her
face.  My rythm quickened as her expression changed from pain to bliss, and
I was soon moving both of my toys in and out of me even as the guy on the
screen started a slow movement in and out of his lover's back door. As
their pace on the screen quickened, so did my own.  Both the cucumber and
the candle were flying in and out of my holes and I felt yet another orgasm
approaching. On the screen, the girl was openly panting, her hips rocking
back in rythm against her lover.  My juices were running out of me as I
watched him freeze, then pull his penis out of his lover's tight back
channel.  He grabbed it in one hand and stroked furiously, squirting his
juice all over her back.  I was right on the brink of my own come as the
camera zoomed in for a shot of her freshly invaded butthole.  God, it was
still wide open!  Gaping! That sent me over the edge, and whimpering like a
lost puppy, I happily gave in.  I shuddered and spasmed as once again the
waves of delight crashed over me. When the tremors finally subsided, I lay
back against my pillows, thoroughly exhausted, but utterly delighted. I lay
there basking in my afterglow, and although I figured I was pretty much
orgasmed out, I left the movie playing.  A couple more scenes unfolded,
pretty much more of the same, guy and a girl...etc...etc...etc. Somewhere
along the line, my hand drifted back down between my legs and I began idly
toying with my clit.  The next scene had a girl and two guys, and this one
caught my attention. My finger kind of quickened and the stroking of my
clit was soon sending the familiar warm waves washing through me.  On the
screen, one of the guys was laying flat on his back as the girl mounted
him, straddling his hips.  The camera zoomed in for a close up of his penis
pushing up into her pussy, and as she began humping against him, my own
finger started to get more insistent, teasing my hardening clit. On the
screen, the other guy moved in front of the girl.  He stroked his hard
penis right in front of her face, and she soon opened her mouth and pulled
him in between her lips. "My God!" I thought.  "Two penises at the same
time..." My other hand soon found its way back between my legs, and I
pushed two fingers up inside of me. It wasn't long before we all in the
same rhythm, my fingers in my pussy, the guy's pwnis moving in and out of
the girl's pussy, and her mouth moving back and forth on the other guy's
throbbing hard on. I could feel myself starting to get hot...again...and
wondered if I could possibly come again.  I wondered what was happening to
me...I was getting obsessed with coming!  "This can't be normal," I thought
as I watched the tempo on the screen increase...both penises in both
openings. All of a sudden, the guy in front of the girl pulled his penis
out of her mouth.  It was glistening with her saliva as he moved around
behind her.  The camera zoomed in for a close up as he grasped his
throbbing member and positioned himself on his knees behind her.  I watched
and gasped as he pushed the tip of his penis against her little back hole.
"No way!" I thought, even as my own fingers began pumping in and out me at
a faster pace. My breathing was starting to get harsh as I watched him push
against her...and her tight little hole opened, swallowing the head of his
hard on. "Oh my God!  Both holes!  One in her pussy, one in her butt!" I
stared in fascination as the camera zoomed again, showing both penises
sliding in and out of her. The fingers inside my pussy seemed to take on a
mind of their own, and pulled out of my soaking wet channel, seeking my own
tight little back door.  As my other finger began moving more feverishly
against my clit, I pushed one, then two, fingers up inside my backside
hole. My clit was pulsing as I watched the pace on the screen get faster
and faster.  The fingers in my butt were moving in and out in rhythm with
the penises on the screen, and my fingertip was flying over my clit.  I
could feel yet another orgasm approaching. On the screen, the guy in the
girl's pussy pulled out and shot his cream all over her pussy lips, her
thighs, while the guy in her butt started pumping even faster. My breathing
was again harsh, my own hips bucking as I watched him pull his penis out of
her tiny hole and erupt all over her cheeks...all over her back. I went
over the edge again, coming hard.  I could feel my tiny butthole clamping
down on my fingers as I shook and shuddered, waves again washing over me.
Feeling now totally exhausted, I just lay back on my bed, luxuriating in
the sensations flowing through me.  The movie was still running, but I was
only paying half attention. The other half of my mind was already looking
toward tomorrow...what I was going to do if Jeff actually did come by
again. How I was going to make up for today's "almost". One hand had
dropped back between my legs and a finger was idly toying with my
clit...again...but i wasn't really paying much attention to that either.  I
was pretty sure I was done coming for the day.  My mind continued drifting
through my plans for tomorrow as several more scenes unfolded on the
screen. I was half thinking about turning off the movie and calling it a
day when the next scene started...with two women kissing...each other! I
watched their tongues playing together...the camera angle was such that
even though their lips weren't actually touching...they weren't actually
kissing, both had their tongues out and were toying...dancing...with each
other's.  I watched in fascination, and without even thinking about it, my
finger began moving more firmly around and over my clit. I watched as they
began moving their hands all over each
other,...backs...sides...legs...thighs...butts. They were wearing only bras
and panties, and it wasn't long before the bras came off, and they were
moving their hands over each other's breasts...pinching and tweaking each
other's nipples. Two women...with each other...no men! Although I had never
even thought about that possibility, the sceen on the screen was really
starting to turn me on, and my finger started moving faster...again...I
could feel my heat starting to rise...again! On the screen, the girls
removed each other's panties, and their hands dropped between each other's
legs.  The camera zoomed for close up shots as they parted each other's
lips and inserted fingers into very wet holes.  They fingered each other
for a moment or two, and then changed position, one reversing herself,
straddling her lover's head, and lowering her pussy onto her mouth.  The
camera zoomed for another close up as the girl on her back pushed out her
tongue abd began lapping at her mate's lips...then at her clit. The girl on
top had lowered her head between the other's legs, and her tongue was soon
also engaged in her lover's pussy, playing with the lips, toying with her
clit. Two women...two tongues...two pussies...two clits...no men! Without
even thinking, my other hand found its way back between my legs, and two
fingers pushed up inside my own dripping hole.  I watched in rapt
fascination as the girls on the screen feasted on each other...lapping at
each other...drinking each other's honey, and I knew within moments that I
wasn't finished coming for the day. My finger movements increased as the
girls licked and sucked at each other, and as the sound of their moaning
increased, my own breathing started getting faster and faster...soon
turning into panting. I took my finger off my clit and reached for the
electric toothbrush.  I turned it on and quickly moved it between my legs,
reversing the head so that the smooth plastic back side of the brush was
vibrating against my clit. Heaven! The fingers inside my pulsating pussy
were pumping furiously now,as the torrid pace of the vibrating plastic
against my clit sent waves pouunding through me.  I stared as the girls on
the screen let out soft screams and started coming.  My own orgasm was
getting close as they froze, then spasmed, and then collapsed against each
other. The camera zoomed in for close ups on their faces, and I could see
the juices of their orgasms thoroughly wetting each other's lips, cheeks,
jaws...glistening...almost dripping. It sent me over the edge again, and I
pressed the toothbrush tightly against my throbbing clit, quivering and
shaking as yet another delicious come overtook me. I gasped and jerked as
my back arched, my body seeming to scream for more..  I pumped the fingers
in my pussy furiously.  Waves of delight rolled over me as I shook and
whimpered through yet another mind blowing orgasm. I collapsed back on the
bed as the spasms subsided, and just lay there, panting, not quite
believing what I'd just seen.  Two girls...alone
together...licking...tasting... Without even realizing it, I pulled my two
fingers out of my own dripping pussy and brought them up to my face, first
inhaling deeply, and then pushing them slowly into my mouth.  As I licked
and sucked my fingers clean, I reveled in the taste of my love
juices...idly wondering again if all girls smelled and tasted the same. The
movie was still running as my breathing returned to normal, but I wasn't
really paying any attention any more.  I was still thinking about the two
girls...together... I rolled off my bed and scrambled to the bathroom,
suddenly realizing just how badly I had to pee. It was on returning to my
room that I happened to notice the comforter on my bed.  "Oh my God," I
thought.  There was a big...no...huge...very dark...very wet spot...not
spot...puddle...covering the entire middle of it.  I had come so hard...and
so often...the juices that had gushed out of my pussy made my comforter
look like I had peed on it! Suddenly embarassed, I quickly pulled it from
the bed, grabbing the carrot, candle, and cucumber, as I quickly scooted
down the stairs to the laundry room. When the comforter was secured in the
washer, I returned the candle to its holder and the vegetables to their
crisper drawer.  I looked down and saw the inside of my thighs were shining
bright...wet with my juices.  I decided I had time for a quick shower while
the washer was running...but even after I had turned on the water, waiting
for the temperature to get right...I just couldn't resist one more time.  I
lowered one hand and pushed two fingers deep up inside my drenched pussy,
wiggling and swirling them until they were thoroughly coated with my honey.
The scene of the two girls licking each other was flashing through my mind
as I brought my hand up to my face, pushing the wet fingers into my mouth.
I savored the sweet tast of my honey, thinking back one more time to the
scene of the two girls...together...with each other...and idly wondering
again if all girl's smelled and tasted the same. By the time my shower was
finished, my mind was already racing ahead...planning and plotting for
tomorrow...Jeff...maybe...



   Chapter 7

   I awoke slowly in the morning, realizing as I did that one of my hands
was down inside my panties.  Memories of last night started floating
through my brain.  The movie, all the things I had seen, things I'd never
dreamt of.  The girl with the penis in her mouth...the girl with the penis
in her butt...the guy's penis squirting into a girl's open mouth...two
girls licking each other's pussies... My finger started stroking up and
down my moist slit as these images washed through me.  I remembered the
girls using the fake penises on each other, and remembered what I had felt
while I had been pushing the cucumber in and out of my own pussy.  I
thought about the scene of the girl bending the guy over the kitchen
counter, and then running her tongue up and down the crack of his butt,
finally focusing and dipping her tongue in and out of his little hole.  My
amazement when she removed her tongue and replaced it ith first one, and
then two of her fingers, pumping in and out, the groans he made, the
expresion on his face.  How she reached around him and stroked his penis
with one hand while pumping his butt with her other. I thought back to last
night with my candle, first wetting it in my pussy, then pushing it into my
little back hole, pumping it in and out while I worked the cucumber in and
out of my pussy.  The intense feeling of having both holes filled up at the
same time. My finger movements increased as my pussy got wetter and wetter.
I kept thinking back to the movie, all the scenes involving butts. I moved
my other hand down my backside, and started teasing my tight puckered
little anus.  I tried to push a finger in, but it wouldn't go.  I brought
the hand to my pussy, inserting the finger and swrirling it around until it
became nice and wet.  I returned it to my butt, and pushed again.  This
time my little hole opened up and swallowed my finger greedily.  I began
moving it in and out as my other hand went back to my pussy, these fingers
now toying with my suddenly hard clit.  My breathing grew harsh, and I felt
my orgasm approaching as I increased the movements of both hands.  In a
matter of a few more seconds, I had treated myself to a delicious morning
come. As I started to come down and my breathing returned to normal, I
realized jsut how badly I had to pee.  Glancing at the clock, I climbed out
of bed.  Not even seven o'clock yet, I realized as I walked out of the
room. I idly wondered why I had woken up so early. I went down the hall,
noticing as I passed Ricky's room that he wasn't there.  I turned the
corner to the bathroom and was surprised to see him standing at the sink,
shaving, clad as usual only in his boxer shorts. At first he didn't notice
me standing in the doorway.  I had a bit of a dilema.  I really needed to
pee, but he looked to be a ways away from being done.  I suddenly
remembered what a turn on it had been for me to watch him pee, and wondered
if...? Feeling suddenly very naughty, I walked right in, and as I edged
past him asked nonchalantly, "Up so early...?" As first he barely glanced
at me as he mumbled, "Early shift at work today..." I moved past him to the
toilet.  I brazenly raised my nightshirt and lowered my panties, sitting
down on the seat.  From the corner of my eye, I could see him now staring
openly at me.  I opened my legs a bit, and released my stream. He continued
staring at me, and although I knew he could see very little, if anything,
the sound of my stream splashing in the water in the bowl was unmistakable.
He was still gawking as my stream slowed, and stopped.  I reached for the
roll of tissue, and made a show of slowly and deliberately wiping my pussy.
I was rewarded by a telltale twitch in his boxers. I stood, flushed, and
slowly pulled my panties up my legs.  He was rinsing off his face as I
started to leave when he suddenly asked, "So did you enjoy the movie?" He
eyed me with a knowing look, the grin on his face widening. I walked around
behing him, reaching both arms around his chest.  I lightly strummed his
nipples with my fingertips.  (He loves that.) As I continued teasing his
now hard nipples, I leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Did I ever!
It was very enlightening...even educational," I purred. Watching him in the
mirror as I continued caressing him, I could see a bulge growing in his
boxers. "Did it turn you on?  Which part did you like the best?" he asked,
trying to sound casual. "Pretty much all of them," I replied throatily.  I
continued my teasing caresses, watching him in the mirror as I added, "One
of my favorites was the guy squirting into the girl's open mouth." The
sudden jerk in his boxers gave him away.  "The scene where the guy had his
penis in the girl's butt was REALLY hot!" I moaned into his ear.  His
shorts twitched again.  "But I think my very favorite was where the girl
was running her tongue all around his balls, then all around his butt, and
then pushing it in and out of his little hole." I heard his sharp intake of
breath as his eyes narrowed.  His shorts twitched a couple more times and
his breathing was getting labored.  I was really, really, REALLY tempted to
drop his boxers and see what kind of reaction I would get from putting MY
tongue in HIS butt, but decided to wait with that idea until sometime when
he wasn't getting ready for work. Instead, I lowered my right hand and
gripped his now semi hard penis in a loose fist through his shorts.  I felt
it grow bigger and harder as I squeezed it a couple of times.  I purred in
his ear, "Maybe we could watch it together some time?" His jaw dropped and
his eyes met mine in the mirror.  I reached my hand through the opening in
his boxers, gripping him and stroking.  He just kept staring at me in the
mirror as I increased my hand movements, going faster and faster, squeezing
harder and harder. He was openly panting within seconds, and a couple
moments later jerked, froze, then squirted...all over the counter...into
the sink...a little on the mirror. "Sorry bro," I murmured, "but I'm not on
clean up detail today.  Think about the movie." I blew him a quick kiss and
left, returning to my room. I quickly made my bed, and the "brush" with
brother Ricky was soon forgotten as my mind turned to what I expected
(hoped!) would be happening later on in the day.  I had had an "almost"
incident with my next door neighbor Jeff yesterday, stopped before it got
really interesting by the sound of his parents returning home. I had rinsed
out and dried the bra and panties I had worn yesterday, and laid them out
on the bed, planning to use them again today.  They wer perfect for my
plan. Intended for the heat of summer, they were a very lightwight filmy
mterial, teasingly semi transparent.  The dark areas around my nipples were
easy to make out, and the panties were small and tight enough that they
hugged my pussy tightly, making the outline of my lips and slit pretty
obvious.  The best part about my "costume" however, was when it got wet. 
The filmy material would then turn completely transparent, and although
technically still dressed, the cover up ability of the bra and panties was
reduced to that of a sheet of clear plastic wrap. I left my room and
started down to the kitchen for my morning juice, and maybe a bite of
breakfast.  As I was barefoot, I was virtually soundless as I padded across
the carpet.  I could hear the sound of my mom's voice as I approached the
kitchen.  I got to the door and froze.  My mom was standing behind my dad,
clutching him in a bear hus.  Her arms were around him.  One hand was
stroking, rubbing, caressing, the bulge in the front of his pants as she
cooed in his ear, "Don't make any plans for after work." I remaind frozen,
standing and staring, mesmerized, in shock as my mom continued to fondle my
dad's groin.  The bulge in the front of his pants was growing noticeably.
Mom continued talking into his ear, although she had lowered her voice to a
whisper, and I could no longer hear what she was saying.  My dad let out a
soft groan. They hadn't seen or heard me, and I hastily retreated a few
steps.  My mom and dad!  I had never even thought about them in a sexual
way, and had never given any thought at all to what (if any), sex life they
might have.  (Even though at the time they were both only in their mid
thirties.) Thinking about it, I realized both my mom and dad would probably
be considered quite attractive.  Both were trim and fit, keeping themselves
in good shape.  I don't know if my dad would be considered handsome, but I
thought my mom was quite pretty, even sexy.  Her figure is a lot like mine,
slim and slender but with really nice breasts.  (hers, I think, are a
little bigger than mine.  Where I am a 36C, she is probably a 38, and maybe
a D cup.) But still...MY MOM AND DAD????? Regrouping quickly, I coughed
loudly twice, anouncing my approach to the kitchen.  Sure enough, when I
walked through the door, my mom and dad had parted.  This time in, however,
I couldn't help but cast a few furtive glances at the bulge in my dad's
pants, the bulge that just a moment ago my mom had been fondling and
stroking! I grabbed a glass of juice and a muffin and headed toward the
table.  I put them down and turned as my dad announced, "We gotta run
sweetie.  We're running a few minutes late." I moved quickly and gave my
mom the customary hug, and peck on the cheek.  I turned and gave dad a
quick kiss, but intentionally pressed my hips against his when I went to
hug him.  I could feel his hardness pressing against me!  "Wow," I thought
to myself, "Who would have thought...?" Turning away quickly to hide my now
blushing face, I said in a light, slightly flip voice, "Have all kinds of
fun at work.  See ya when you get home." I finished my juice and muffin as
they departed, and left the kitchen, heading back to my room.  Ricky was
coming down the stairs as I headed up them.  I just couldn't resist it as
we passed.  I reached out and squeezed the front of his pants, whispering
in my sexiest voice, "Don't forget what I said about the movie." He froze
and I continued for a few seconds rhythmically squeezing the rapidly
growing bulge in the front of his pants.  "What?" I asked innocently,
"Would that embarass you?" He just grinned and moved on, shaking his head.
I reached my bedroom door just as I heard the sound of the front door,
announcing his departure.  I now had the house all to myself. Although I
knew I would be spending a fair amount of time in the pool shortly, I
decided to go ahead and jump in the shower anyway.  I quickly lathered and
rinses my hair, then grabbed my razor and did a quick shave under my arms.
I moved on down to do my legs and, as I finished with them, I looked
briefly at the very sparse, fine hairs surrounding my pussy.  Thinking back
to the movie I had watched last night, I remembered that all of the girls
had their pussies shaved to one extent or another, and briefly debated
shaving my own.  I decided against if for the time being, and replaced the
razor, reaching for the body wash.  I quickly lathered, then rinsed, my
entire body. I knew I had come several times (I lost count!), in the past
couple days, and since I didn't own a proper douche, decided to clean
myself inside the old fashioned way.  (I had done this several times in the
past, and pretty much had it down to a science.) I grabbed the tube of body
wash, and squatted down on my haunches, knees spread far apart.  Using two
fingers of my left hand, I spread my pussy lips wide open, and with my
right hand inseerted the tube as far up inside of me as it would go.  I
squeezed the end as I slowly withdrew the tube, depositing a liberal amount
of the gel the entire depth of my pussy.  Setting the tube aside, I kept my
lips spread open and inserted two fingers of my right hand deep up inside
of me.  I alternated between wriggling nad twisting them back and forth,
along with pumping them in and out.  When I was satisfied that I had
thoroughly cleaned every bit of my inner channel, at least all the parts I
could reach, I withdrew my fingers and stood. I removed the hand held
shower nozzle from the wall mount holder, and adjusted the dial from
"spray" to "jet".  I squatted back down, and again spreading my lips with
the fingers of my left hand, brought the stream of water right up against
my open pussy.  I could feel the water rushing up inside of me, and watched
as the sudsy froth began flowing back out.  I kept this up for a couple of
minutes until the water flowing back out of me turned clear. Satisfied that
I had thoroughly rinsed my insides, I moved my fingers to spread my lips at
the very top, exposing the hood over my clit.  I aimed the stream of water
at that spot, and within seconds felt the familiar warmth spreading through
my body as my clit started to respond to the water's caress.  I thought
briefly about treating myself to another come, but decided that would
defeat the purpose of having just cleaned the insides of my pussy. I stood,
adjusting the dial setting back to "spray", and was replacing it in the
wall rack when a very naughty idea flashed through my brain.  I remembered
the incredible sensations from last night when I was sliding the candle
deep in and out of my butt, and my brain went into overdrive. I grabbed the
tube of body wash, turning around so my back was to the showerhead.  I
spread my legs and bent over as far as I could.  I reached back with one
hand to spread my cheeks, and used the other to press the tube as tightly
as I could against my little back hole.  I couldn't get the whole width of
the tube to go up inside of me, but did get enough of the tip in me so that
when I squeezed, I could feel the gel ooze up inside me. I squeezed a small
amount of the gel onto my middle finger, and set the tube aside.  Reaching
back, I brought my finger up to my hole and pressed firmly.  I felt it slip
inside of me and pushed harder, until the entirety of my finger was up
inside my tight back channel.  I started moving it about, wiggling it,
twisting it, sliding it in and out.  Again, the sensation was delicious,
not really sexual, but very erotic, and a definite turn on!  Feeling brave,
I removed my finger and brought it together with my index finger.  Reaching
back, I tried to push both up into me.  It was several seconds before my
hole relented and I was able to get them in.  At first, it actually hurt
some, but after a few seconds the pain became nothing more than a mild
discomfort...which also quickly faded.  I started moving my fingers
about...wiggling...twisting...pumping... I continued my back channel
massage for another minute or so, then removed my fingers.  I grabbed the
showerhead back off the wall rack, again adjusting the dial back to "jet".
I turned the water on up to full force and bent back over. I brought the
jet right up close, aimed right at my little hole.  It was only seconds
before I felt my opening relax and open up, the water then streaming right
up inside of me. I looked back between my spread legs, expecting to see the
same sudsy froth flowing back out of me.  I was stunned, and more than a
little bit grossed out, when the water flowing back out was a murky, slimy,
brownish color. I stood stright up, in shock, and only slowly realized that
I had just given myself my first enema! With this "enlightening", and the
realization that I hadn't hurt myself, or done anything wrong, I bent back
over and returned the water jet to my butt.  I held it there for a full
minute, maybe two, until the brown color started to fade and the water
running out of me became clearer and clearer. Finally satisfied that I had
thoroughly cleaned out both of my holes, I straightened, set the dial back
to "spray", and returned the head to the wall rack.  I turned off the water
and stepped from the shower, toweling off quickly. I towel dired my hair as
best I could, then spent a few minutes with the blow dryer. I grabbed my
nightshirt and panties off of the floor and started down the hall to my
room.  I noticed on the way that there was still a large dark, damp spot in
the front of my panties from my early morning come, and, as I entered my
room, couldn't resist bringing them up to my face.  I pressed the wet spot
against my nose and inhaled deeply, once, twice, then a third time.  I
really liked the scent and decided it smelled like...well...sex! It turned
ME on, and I remembered how excited my brother Ricky had gotten when I held
my fingers, soaked with my juices, up to his nose and mouth. I was
wondering if that special scent (and taste) would have the same effect on
Jeff, (assuming of course he actually showed up.) I dropped my nightshirt
and still damp panties in the laundry hamper, and moved to my bed to put on
my "costume". I put the bra on first, then stepped in front of my free
standing full length mirror.  I gazed at my breasts, able to see the dark
rings of my nipples through the flimsy material.  I quickly brought my hand
up and lightly teased my nipples.  They immediately became hard and
upright, straining against the material.  (You should know that although my
breasts are only avereage (36C), my nipples are something else.  They don't
look like anything special most of the time, but when they get excited, (or
cold!), they will stand right out and grow to a full 1/2".) I turned back
to the bed and grabbed my panties, stepping in and pulling them up over my
hips.  They were one, maybe two sizes too small, and when I turned back to
the mirror I could see the way they hugged my pussy, clearly outlining the
shape of my lips, and making the somewhat darker shadow of my slit kind of
visible. Although I had looked at my pussy many times before, I had never
really LOOKED at it.  I pulled my panties back off my legs and walked over
to the full height mirror.  I pulled it right next to my bed, adjusting the
angle of the tilt so it was slightly down. I hopped up on my bed, scooting
right to the edge in front of the mirror.  I raised my knees and spread
them far apart.  For the first time, I was REALLY looking at my pussy.  It
looked so...soft, so...pink!  I lowered my hand and spread my lips open,
trying to see up inside myself.  That didn't really work, so I contented
myself with just gazing at the little bit of soft, pink, inner flesh that I
could see. "Wow," I thought to myself.  "So this is what the guys get so
turned on looking at." I moved my fingers to the very top of my slit,
spreading my lips again, hoping to see what my clit, my little "magic
button", actually looked like, but all I could see was the hood covering
it. I lightly caressed the hood, hoping to entice my clit to get hard and
pop out, but felt myself getting moist before it came into view.  Since
this, again, would have defeated the purpose of my internal "bath", I
stopped and hopped off the bed. I pulled my panties back on and returned
the mirror to the corner. Checking myself one last time in the mirror, I
decided I was satisfied with my appearance and made my way down to the back
deck and the pool. I had planned this fairly carefully, and decided that
when (if) Jeff showed up, I would be "dozing" on the lounge, my legs
splayed out, pointing in the direction of the door he would be coming
through. I grabbed one of the reclining lounge chairs and moved it into
position.  I went back inside and retrieved my portable radio, bringing it
out back with my dark sunglasses.  (My plotting had led me to figure out
that with the sunglasses on, nobody on the outside looking in at me could
even tell if my eyes were open or closed, much less where exactly they were
looking.  I grabbed a soda from the fridge, picked up my magazine, and
strategically placed them both on the edge of the pool, directly over my
"magic water jet".  I placed the radio right next to them, and turned it up
just loud enough that Jeff would be able to hear it next door and know I
was outside. Checking around the deck one more time, I was satisfied my
"stage was set", and started toward the lounge chair.  I happened to glance
in the corner and noticed the oversized tire inner tube that we used as a
pool float. Inspiration hit! I quickly grabbed it and threw it in the
water. After giving it a minute, I flipped it over, so the wet (cool) side
was up.  I eased myself into the water and hoisted myself up on the tube. I
positioned myself so that I could lay back, shoulders and head resting on
one side of the tube, legs dangling over the other, with my butt half
sticking down through the opening in the middle. I looked down to check the
view that I thought I would be affording Jeff, (hopefully) and realized I
was too far down in the water.  I readjusted my position, hoisting myself
up a little bit, and looked down again. "Perfect," I thought.  My pussy was
now up out of the water, affording a perfect view to anyone looking.  I
spread my legs, splaying them out over the far edge, and raised my arms up
over my head.  I tried to imagaine what I looked like, "spread eagle" on
the oversized tube.  I decided this ploy was much better than the lounge,
plus the fact that this way my bra and panties were already wet,
transparent and see through. I laid back and half closed my eyes before I
remembered, "Damn!  I forgot my sunglasses!" I rolled off the inner tube
and went quickly to the patio table, grabbing my sunglasses and slipping
them on my head. I went back into the pool and climbed back aboard the
tube, once again assuming my "position". I paddled myself into position
near my soda, magazine, and radio, and waited...hoping. Minutes went by and
I began actually dozing...not sleeping...but kind of drifting in and out of
awareness. I came to and realized that I had drifted to the far side of the
pool, and the inner tube in which I was floating had completely swung
around.  I was now facing in the exact opposite direction of where I wanted
to be when Jeff (hopefully) made his appearance. I quickly paddled back to
the edge where soda, magazine, and radio lay.  This time I hooked one foot
up on the edge of the pool, anchoring my position.  As I looked down to
check myself, I realized that this posture caused my leges to be spread
even further, and that the open disply of my pussy was now actually really
naughty, bordering on lewd. I quickly splashed a bunch of water on both my
bra and panties, checking to make sure that they had once again turned
"invisible". The water had the desired effect.  I might just as well have
not been wearing anything! The splashing water also had the effect of
turning my nipples rock hard...they were now standing tall and proud,
straining against my see through bra. I WAS READY. Satisfied, I settled
back in the tube, stretched my arms back behind me, and leaned my head
back...waiting...

   Chapter 8 The Plot - Jeff - Part 2

   My plot was, assuming Jeff came over, to be in the pool, wearing the
same whispy white bra and panties that I had yesterday.  I was sprawled out
across an over sized inner tube, spread out, arms back over my head, legs
dangling over the other side of the tube.  I had propped one foot up on the
deck, both to anchor my position, and to insure that my legs were spread as
far apart as possible.  I anchored the tube, and thus myself, so that my
wide open legs were aimed right at the door he would be coming through.  I
had ducked in the pool to thoroughly wet my bra and panties, and double
checked to make sure they were, again, completely see through.  (Like clear
plastic wrap.) I wanted to make sure as he came through the door, the first
thing he would see was my wide open pussy.  I must have dozed off. The next
thing I remember was the sound of the screen door opening.  I opened my
eyes and saw Jeff coming through the doorway.  He froze the instant he saw
me, splayed out, "spread eagle" on the oversized inner tube. I watched him,
my eyes hidden and secure behind the dark sunglasses, as he turned and very
quietly closed the door. Jeff is my nextdoor neighbor, the one for whom
this "plot" had been laid.  We had known each other forever, since we were
quite small, and although he was a couple of years older than me, (he was
entering his high school junior year, while I was just preparing to enter
as a freshman), we had always been pretty close friends. He's a pretty
decent looking guy, maybe six feet tall.  He's on the slim side, with a
body that, although fit and muscualr, could best be described as "wiry".
Yesterday had been an "almost" day, abruptly stopped by the return home of
his parents.  Jeff was again shirtless, wearing only a pair of gym shorts
and his sneakers and socks.  I wondered idly if he was wearing the same
white briefs he had on yesterday, the kind that became almost transparent
when wet.  I feigned sleep as he tiptoed over toward me, stopping almost
right above me.  His eyes were glued to my lewdly displayed pussy, and I
reveled in the fact that I could watch his every move with him having no
idea that my eyes were even open, much less where they were looking.I lay
motionless as his right hand reached down to his shorts.  As he continued
staring at my wanton display, he began fondling himself, rubbing,
squeezing, stroking through his shorts.  Watching him play with himself was
really turning me on and my mind was racing, trying to figure out my next
move. Jeff made it for me. Hooking his fingers in the eleastic waistband of
his shorts, he gave them a quick tug down and let them fall to his feet. My
heart stopped beating. Instead of the white briefs he had been wearing
yesterday, today he was wearing...he was wearing...he was
wearing...well...I guess, "pouch" for lack of a better word.  The tiny
white bag barely covered his penis and balls, with a thin string extending
around both sides of his waist.  I could actually kind of see through it,
not just his shape and outline, but the actual flesh color where his penis
pressed against the flimsy material. I was instantly wet, this time from
the inside. His hand returned to his groin, and he again began fondling,
squeezing, stroking himself.  Under the thin material, I could see him
growing bigger and harder. GOD, I wanted to touch myself! But I continued
to fake dozing, wondering where this would go.  I lay motionless for a few
more minutes as he continued caressing himself, his penis growing larger
every second.  My heart was now racing, my pussy was dripping, and it
became harder and harder to lay there motionless. Jeff bent down and pulled
his shorts off his feet, picking them up and turning. This time I did gasp!
His "pouch" had no back to it, just a thin string running up between his
cheeks! He moved to the patio table, setting down his gym shorts, and then
lifted one foot up onto one of the chairs.  He bent over and began untying
the laces of his sneaker.  In this position, with his legs slightly parted,
and the one foot up, the cheeks of his butt parted.  I swear I could
actually see his little hole, or at least most of it!  The thin string
running up to waist barely covered a fraction of the opening.  His cheeks,
tight and muscular, looked particularly "inviting". My mind flashed back to
the movie last night, and all of the things people were doing with other
people's butt holes.  I rmembered my session with the candle sliding in and
out of my own little hole.  I remembered the erotic sensations from my
"accidental" enema. Jeff finished removing his sneakers and socks, and
turned, returning to the edge of the pool, and once again standing right
above me while I faked sleeping.  His hand moved back to his groin, and the
fondling and squeezing started again.  His penis was now so big and hard it
appeared ready to burst right through the thin material of his "pouch". I
was so wet!  I was so turned on!  I was so...something!  I wasn't even sure
what!  I just knew I wanted to do something...anything to make something
more happen! Didn't have to...Jeff did it for me. He dropped his hand from
his groin and turned, moving toward the shallow end of the pool. Without
budging my head, I let my eyes follow until he was out of sight. I waited
breathlessly, wondering what was coming next. With the radio playing right
next to me, I didn't hear him enter the pool, was unaware of him
approaching me, until he reappeared in the corner of my eye.  Keeping my
head motionless, my eyes followed him as he moved past me and stood just on
the far edge of the inner tube.  His eyes were fixed on my lewdly open
pussy, and I watched as his one hand disappeared down into the water.  The
tube was interfering with the view of what I really wanted to see, but I
could see his upper arm moving.  I knew inside that his hand was once again
fondling his penis. It was getting harder and harder to remain motionless,
faking sleep, while I kept watching his arm movements.  This "act"
continued for a few more moments as my mind was racing, trying to figure
out what to do next, without giving myself away. I saw him briefly lower
his other hand into the water, and could tell from his movements that he
was sliding his "pouch" down off his hips.  Sure enough, a moment later his
arm took on that identifiable motion, telling me he was now actually
stroking his hard penis. I watched in absolute silence as his mouth opened
slightly, his chest started heaving, his arm movements became faster and
faster, all the time his eyes glued to the display between my wide spread
legs. An idea hit me.  Without moving a muscle other than my lips, I purred
in a sulky voice, "Starting without me, are you?" He froze momentarily, his
eyes moving from my panties to my face, where my open eyes were still
hidden behind the dark glasses.  I raised my left hand and removed my
sunglasses, placing them on the deck next to the pool, while extending my
right hand slowly and deliberately across my midriff and into my panties. I
extended my middle finger and bagan caressing up and down my slit.  His
eyes followed my hand downward, becoming fixed on what I was doing between
my legs, and in seconds his arm motion started up again. I watched him
watching me for a moment or two.  His eyes appeared to be bulging, and the
speed of his arm movements increased. I ran my other hand down inside my
panties, and, using two fingers, lewdly spread my lips.  His breathing was
becoming faster, his arm flying.  I looked right at him as I slowly
inserted one, then two fingers all the way up inside of me.  "Slow down," I
cooed sexily, "You got a head start.  Let me at least get caught up." I
started pumping my two fingers in and out.  He was panting now, but his arm
movements did slow down considerably. The warm rushes started to roll
through me as my fingers contined tormenting my suddenly soaking wet
channel, and with a sudden thought, I moved my right foot and pressed it
gently against his hard penis, and the hand covering it.  He immediately
removed his hand and I beagn a slow, teasing up and down movement with my
foot. "Or perhaps," I murmured, "you'd rather that I helped you take care
of this thing." I pressed my foot firmly against his throbbing penis for
added emphasis. "Oh God yes!" he blurted, almost pleading. I removed my
foot and rolled off the tube, moving and standing right in front of him.  I
took both his hands in mine, and placed them on my breasts.  I ran one hand
down the front of him, gently cupping his balls, but not yet touching his
hard on. "Since my hand is going to be kind of busy," I whispered
naughtily, "I thought you might like something to do with yours." He began
squeezing.  "Not so hard," I said.  "You have to be gentle." He immediately
loosened his grip and began squeezing in a gentle rythm.  "That's better,"
I purred.  I began very gently squeezing his balls in the same rythm he was
squeezing my breasts.  My nipples were hard as rocks, standing stright up.
"Take my bra off," I breathed, still gently squeezing his balls.  Since it
has a clasp in the front, it took him only seconds.  He slid it off my
shoulders and set it on the deck by the edge of the pool, his hands
immediately returning to my breasts.  This time, he started pinching my
nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. "Not so rough," I had to say
again, "You HAVE to be gentle!" He lightened up at once and began pinching
and gently twisting my nipples in a way that was very quickly becoming very
pleasant, and very erotic. I removed my hand from his balls and curled a
light fist around his rock hard penis.  I could feel it throbbing and
pulsing in my grip. "Tell me what you want me to do," I whispered
throatily. He just groaned. I gave his penis a gentle squeeze. He jerked
and squirted! Just like that, it was over. I was momentarily stunned,
unsure what to do next.  So fast?  Within seconds I had convinced myself
that it was me, I had some magical power over guys.  That feeling gave me
quite a rush, and my self confidence grew by leaps and bounds. I kept my
hand loosely wrapped around his penis, which was starting to soften.  I
started squeezing in a slow gentle rythm, while trying to figure out what
to do next.  I wasn't ready for this little encounter to be over with. I
continued my rythmic squeezing while I looked down into the water.  I could
see where he had squirted.  It looked like three small pieces of white
string, floating, drifting aimlessly in the water.  With a sudden thought,
I cupped my left hand and scooped in the water, catching a couple of them.
Bringing my hand up between our faces I pouted, "I was kinda hoping you
were saving this for me." He froze, not saying anything, but I thought I
felt a slight twitch in his penis.  I continued my gentle squeezing,
thinking what to do next.  I rmembered the way his eyes had been devouring
me, and had an idea. Still holding his penis, I led him a few feet further
toward the deep end, stopping when the water level reached his chest.  At
this depth, it put the level od the deck right at his chin.  I turned him
toward the edge of the pool, and, releasing his penis, took both his hands
and placed them up on the deck, leaving them separated by a good two and a
half feet. "Wait right here," I whispered throatily, "I'll be right back."
I scurried to the steps in the corner of the shallow end, and hurried up
out of the pool.  I walked back towards him, stopping right in front.  I
slowly and deliberately hooked my fingers in my panties and pushed them
down off my hips, letting them fall to my feet.  I stepped out of them and
crouched down to pick them up, making sure to keep my knees well apart, my
legs spread.  I retrieved them and straightened.  With my feet apart, I
held the wet panties out over past his head., wringing them out and letting
the excess water drip back into the pool.  In this position, he was looking
stright up into my pussy. I turned and retreated a couple of steps, keeping
my back to him.  With my feet well apart, I bent over as far as I could,
making a show of smoothing my panties and laying them out on the deck.  I
stalled in this position for a moment or two, making a show of fidgeting
with them and making sure they were lying out flat in the sun.  I knew from
his position at the edge of the pool that this "pose" would offer him a
perfect view of my lips, my slit, and even my little back hole.  I fiddled
with my panties for another moment or two, and then strightened up, turning
and approaching him. I reached the very edge of the pool and stopped, then
squatted, and sat, right in front of him.  I brought my knees up high and
placed my feet on the edge of the deck, spreading them apart as far as I
could so they were almost touching his outstretched hands. This position
was perfect.  His face was at the exact level of my wide open pussy, his
eyes but a mere foot from my lips.  Without saying a word, I brought my
right hand down between my legs, extending my middle finger.  I began
slowly teasing up and down the length of my slit.  I still said nothing but
continued gently stroking my lips. His eyes were glued to my naughty
display, and I thought they were going to pop out of his head when I pushed
a finger up a little bit inside of me.  I continued this lewd display for
another minute or two, and then feigned a gasp as I pushed my finger all
the way up inside of me.  I held it there for a minute, wiggling the tip
back and forth, caressing the inner walls of my channel. His mouth was
slightly open now, and I could sense his breathing becoming heavier.
Feeling daring, I pulled my finger out of my hole and joined it together
with my index finger.  Watching his eyes watching me, I slowly and
deliberately inserted both fingers back between my lips, then made a show
of slowly pushing them both all the way up inside me, groaning as I did. I
alternated between sliding my fingers in and out of me, and holding them
all the way in, just wiggling the tips around and around.  My pussy was
quickly getting wetter and wetter as his eyes became glazed, staring
hungrily at my wanton display.  I continued this "show" for a minute or
two, and then, convinced my fingers were now thoroughly soaked with my
juices, withdrew them from my sopping hole. I held them up under his nose
and asked in my most innocent little girl voice, "Do you think I smell
sexy?" He didn't move, didn't say a word, but began rapidly and deeply
breathing in my scent.  Feeling bold, I pushed the tips of my fingers
against his lips until they parted a bit.  I slid them into his mouth and
asked demurely, "Do I taste OK too?" I could feel his tongue moving all
over and around on my fingers.  From this angle, I couldn't see his penis
down under the water, but fervently hoped it was getting hard again. With a
sudden inspiration, I withdrew my fingers from his mouth, him making a
sucking sound as I pulled them away.  I reinserted them into my now
drenched pussy, pushing all the way in and again wiggling the tips around
my inner channel. He hadn't moved one inch since I had "positioned" him for
my "show".  Both his hands were still placed on the very edge of the deck.
I reached my left hand out and grasped his right wrist.  I put his hand
down in the water and then pushed downward on his arm.  Wickedly, I purred,
"I think you can find something more fun to do with that hand," hoping he
would get the hint. Sure enough.  Even though I still couldn't see his
penis down in the water, in a matter of seconds I could see his upper arm
start moving back and forth. I withdrew my fingers from my hole, dripping
wet, and offered them again to his nose and now eagerly awaiting mouth.
When he was finished, I withdrew my fingers and reached down, grasping his
left hand.  I curled it into a loose fist, then extended his index and
middle fingers. "Now," I whispered hoarsely, "Let's find something fun to
do with this hand..." I looked him in the eyes as I brought my left hand
down between my legs, using my fingertips to spread my lips wide.  His gaze
immediately went between my legs, and I slowly guided his hand until his
outstretched fingers were just grazing the entrance to my wet hole. I gave
his hand a slight tug and felt his fingers start to enter me.  "Now," I
hissed, "in and out." He immediately jammed his fingers all the way up
inside of me.  I quickly grabbed his wrist and admonished again, "Jeff, if
you're going to touch me you have GOT to be gentle!" He looked somewhat
sheepish as I released his wrist, but he started a very nice, slow, steady
in and out rythm.  I continued to hold my lips open as his eyes were glued
to the sight of his fingers moving in and out my now very wet, now very
hot, channel. The rythm of his fingers moving in and out of me remained
steady, but I could see the movements of his arm down in the water start to
quicken.  I didn't want this to end like this, not again, and besides, I
still couldn't see what I really wanted to see. With sudden inspiration, I
grasped his wrist and pulled his fingers from my wet hole.  Looking him in
the eyes, I brought his hand up to my face, then passed his fingers under
my nose, inhaling deeply. I parted my lips slightly and stuck my tongue
out. Slowly and seductively, I made a show of licking my juices from his
fingers.  When finished, I pushed his fingers into my mouth and began
sucking gently. "Mmmmm..." I purred, "I hope you like the way my honey
tastes as much as I do." He just stood there, dumbfounded.  But the
movements of his arm quickened even more.  I needed to something now,
before it was too late...again... I reached my arm down into the water and
grasped his wrist.  "Easy," I cooed, "You're supposed to be saving that for
me, remember?" He grinned sheepishly, but his arm movements slowed, and I
decided it was time to move this further along.  I slid off the edge and
into the water, replacing his hand with my own.  I led him, holding his
penis, to the steps in the shallow end.  Although I still couldn't really
see it, I could tell from the feel that it was again big and hard. I led
him up the steps and out of the water, starting over toward one of the
patio tables under the overhang.  He kept glancing around nervously. "Don't
worry," I whispered, "there's no one around to see us." I led him to the
table, and turned him to face me.  I let go of his penis, and grasped both
of his hands, placing them on the table behind him.  I brought my hands to
his chest and began lightly caressing his nipples.  (My brother Ricky just
loves it when I do that to him, so I figured, why not? His nipples,
although remaining small, immediately hardened.  I moved one hand back
below his waist and gripped his penis in a loose fist.  I began a slow,
deliberate stroking motion.  Standing up on my toes, I whispered in his
ear, "Do you like that?  Does it feel good?" His only response was a low
groan. I continued stroking him, breathing heavily in his ear.  On sudden
impulse, I stuck out my tongue and began lightly running it around the
inside of his ear.  I kept the rythm of stroking his rock hard penis, while
panting in his ear, my tongue dancing lightly.  "Tell me what you want me
to do," I whispered huskily.  His only response was the quick twitch of his
penis. I removed my hand from his nipple, and reaching over, grabbed one of
the patio chairs, pulling it around so it was directly in front of him. 
Without missing a stroke, I sat down and settled myself. This was perfect!
Sitting directly in front of him, his hard penis was right in front of my
face.  Inches away from my eyes...I could see everything.  Inches away from
my nose...I thought I could detect his manly scent.  Inches away from my
mouth.......... Half of me really wanted to just part my lips and take him
inside my mouth.  I debated and debated while I continued stroking him.  I
could see a small drop of fluid at the end of his tiny pee hole.  I
wondered what it tasted like.  I thought back to the movie I had watched,
with the guy's penises in the girl's mouths.  I thought of the scene where
you could actually see a guy's penis squirting into a girl's waiting, open
mouth, and her swallowing greedily, or the scene where the guy had squirted
all over the girl's face, her then wiping it up with her fingertips and
then sticking them in her mouth, sucking them clean. I was tempted...so
tempted.  I continued stroking him while this debate raged inside my head.
I finally decided not this time.  I wasn't quite ready for that yet.  I
wanted to experience each one of these new erotic experiences one at a
time. I stared directly at his throbbing penis as his hips began gently
rocking.  I reached my other hand down and gently cupped his balls.  I
extended my middle finger and started teasing around his little back hole,
finally making direct contact. He gasped. I looked up at his face as I
continued my stroking rythm.  His head was tilted back.  His mouth was
open...his eyes closed.  I returned my gaze to his throbbing penis. I
pressed my fingertip against his anus more firmly, then tried pushing a
bit. It didn't budge.  I pushed a little harder.  Nothing. I remembered my
own private pleasure party with the movie, and the candle in my own little
back hole, and had a sudden flash. I removed my fingertip from his anus and
my palm from his balls and dropped my hand between my legs.  I pushed my
middle finger all the way up inside of me and wiggled it around, thoroughly
wetting it with my juices. I removed my finger from my dripping pussy, and
returning my hand to cup his balls, pressed the tip of of my wet middle
finger against his tight opening.  When I pushed this time, my finger, wet
from my own juices, actually parted his tiny hole and went in a little bit.
He gasped again. I left my finger with just the tip a little bit inside of
him, and began wiggling it, then twisting it back and forth.  His breathing
became raspy, his chest heaving.  His penis was throbbing, demanding, as
his hips began rocking steadily. I squeezed a bit harder on his penis, and
increased the tempo of my stroking.  He was hard as a rock.  My stare
returned to his penis, and the head looked like it was ready to explode. 
Big and bright red, it looked...it looked...it looked...well...delicious. I
told myself no again, and increased the rythm of my strokes, continuing to
wiggle just the tip of my finger in his tight hole. He was openly panting
now, chest heaving, hips rocking. His balls, so soft and fragile cupped
loosely in the palm of my hand, were in stark contrast to the rigid
throbbing penis inches in front of my eyes. I increased both the pressure
of my fist and the tempo of my stroking.  Looking directly at his penis, it
almost seemed to be talking to me...asking me...pleading with me...begging
me.  There was now a thin string of fluid dangling out of his tiny pee
hole. One more time, I sped up the pace of my stroking. My left hand,
cupping his balls, actually knew when he was coming first.  His balls
tightened and contracted.  His body started to jerk, his penis twitching
and throbbing. I knew it was time. I stroked faster, and shoved my finger
all the way up inside his tiny back hole, wiggling it furiously. He
grunted, mouth wide open. His body jerked, then went rigidly still.  I
stared intently at his tiny pee hole as he squirted once...twice...a third
time. My chest was covered with his juices. I continued stroking gently,
slowly, as his penis rapidly softened.  His breathing returned to normal,
he lifted his head, and opened his eyes.  I released his penis and brought
both my hands to my chest, running my fingertips through the thick cream
collecting between my breasts. I was really, really turned on now, and
hadn't come yet, and was thinking about what to do next. I thought about
raising my fingertips to my mouth, and again had to tell myself no. I
massaged his cream into the sides of my breasts, still gazing into his
eyes. His eyes were alternating between my fingers and my eyes.  Neither of
us spoke a word.  I'm not sure either of us had any idea what to say. I
returned my fingertips to the middle of my chest, gathering more of his
liquid.  This time I started to massage it directly onto my nipples, which
immediately became hard. His eyes were glued to my fingertips. We sat like
this for a good minute or two, neither moving, neither speaking. Our
revelry was broken (again) by the sound of his parent's car pulling into
their driveway.  He quickly straightened, retrieving and putting on his
"pouch" and his shorts.  He scrambled into his socks, and his sneakers, and
then stood facing me. This was really wierd. Neither of us spoke...just
looking at each other...not knowing what to say. He finally stammered..."I
think I gotta go..." "Yeah you do," I mumbled back...frustrated...again...
As he turned to leave, I grabbed his arm, spinning him back to face me. "So
tell me," I purred, "Maybe another encore...?"



   Jennifer and I had been friends forever.  She lived just a few doors
down the street, and we had pretty much grown up together.  Although she is
only one year ahead of me in school, (she's getting ready to start her
sophomore year, me my freshman year), she was about a year and a half older
than me.  (She already had her driver's license...how cool!) It was pretty
common for one of us to sleep over at the other's, and this time it was my
turn to spend the night at Jennifer's.

   Chapter Nine

   I was so excited.  I was going to spend the night at Jennifer's. 
Although we have sleepovers fairly regularly, this would be the first one
since my sexual "awakening" had started.  I had so much to tell her about!
I threw a few things into my bag and was on the way out the door when I
remembered about Ricky's movie.  I decided to take it along with me and
grabbed it out of my drawer, adding it to my bag as I headed out. Jennifer
greeted me at her front door, and I said my polite "hi's" to her parents as
we headed toward her room.  Her brother was in the kitchen as we pased
through, and although in the past I had never thought of him as anything
other than Jen's brother, I found myself looking at him in a whole new
light.  "I wonder what his penis looks like?" I mused.  "I wonder if he
strokes it?  I wonder how big it gets?" It seemed like ever since my
experiences had started a week ago, I couldn't look at any male without
automatically thinking about their penis...wondering. Her stereo was
playing as we entered her room, and I tossed my bag in the corner as she
shut the door.  We plopped down on the bed and started our usual "girl
talk".  School was starting next week, and for the first time, I wasn't
even thinking about classes, or teachers.  I was thinking only about
guys...and penises! In the middle of our gossip, Jen got up off the bed and
pulled her top off up over her head.  Her bra followed, and seconds later,
her jeans and panties.  My God!  She was shaved too, all except for a
little bit at the top.  I felt a kind of a strange tingle as I thought back
to the movie and the scenes with just girls.  Naked, she turned and went to
her dresser.  She pulled open a drawer and pulled out a pair of pink
panties.  She was climbing into them casually as she was telling me how
excited she was that her parents were going to let her drive to school
occasionally.  When she turned to face me, I caught my breath.  Not only
were her panties the skimpiest things I had ever seen, but the material was
so sheer that I could see her pussy right through them! I felt another
strange tingle as she turned and walked to her closet.  She pulled out a
pink thing, kind of resembling a half slip, and pulled in on over her head.
It barely came down below her butt, and when she turned back towards the
bed, I could see her breasts, her nipples, through the thin material.
"Jen," I kind of stamered, "where did you get that...thing...?" "What,
this?" she asked, holding out the bottom hem of her top.  "I got a few of
them.  It's what I usually sleep in.  Can't exactly wear it out in public,
but it makes me feel sexy at night." She winked as she added, "If you catch
my drift..." "I've never seen anything like that," I gushed.  "Where did
you get it?" "It's called a baby doll," she replied.  "You can get them
just about anywhere...why...you telling me you don't have anything like
this?  What do you sleep in?" "No," I replied, "nothing like that." I added
quickly, "Usually just a tee shirt and panties.  That's about the sexiest
thing I've ever seen!" "Like I said," she responded, it makes me feel real
sexy when I wear one.  Hey," she added, "you wanna wear one?" "Love to," I
gushed.  She turned and returned to her closet.  Rummaging through, she
called back over her shoulder, "Would you prefer red, white, or black?"
"Ummm...white, I guess," I replied, even as I was staring at her butt, in
clear view despite her almost invisible panties.  I felt another strange
tingle.  She pulled out the half slip piece and tossed it to me.  I jumped
up off the bed and quickly peeled off my tee shirt and bra, sliding the
silky material on over my head.  When I glanced in the mirror, I could
clearly see my own breasts, my own nipples, through the filmy material. 
Jen was back at her dresser, poking through the drawer as I pulled off my
shorts and panties.  Naked from the waist down, I waited until she stood
back up, holding the pair of white panties that would complete my outfit.
She walked toward me as she announced, "Here they are." She paused right of
me and then suddenly put her hand down between my legs!  She gripped a bit
of the sparse hair down their and gave a playful tug.  "You really should
shave this," she murmured in a taunting voice, "guys think that's really
sexy." I just stood there...frozen in shock!  My best friend had just put
her hand between my legs.  It wasn't anything sexual, but still...!  I
thought back to the movie and the scenes of the girls...with each
other...touching...licking...  I felt another strange tingle as I pulled
the wispy panties up over my hips.  Turning again to look in the mirror, I
realized that although I could see through the top, and see through the
panties, when both were on, the two layers of the filmy material was just
enough so that although I could see the panties clearly underneath the top,
I couldn't actually see my pussy through both layers of slinky silk. We
hopped back on the bed and sat facing other, cross legged, "Indian style".
I saw Jen's eyes moving up and down from my breasts to between my legs.  I
was wondering what was going through her mind as I tried not to stare at
her body.  The movie...the girls... In the position we were sitting, I
could see her breasts and nipples through the filmy top, and casting a
quick glance down, could clearly see her pussy through the skimpy panties.
I was pretty sure she could see everything, every part of me, in return, as
her eyes continued wandering over my body, and again I felt a strange
tingle...a strange warmth. We continued our aimless chatter for a few more
minutes, and out talk soon turned to guys.  We were soon comparing notes
about which cute guys we hoped would be in our classes.  Somewhere in that
converation Jen brought up my brother Ricky, telling me how cute she
thought he was, and bemoaning that he was going to be a senior, and
probably wouldn't even be interested in talking to a sophomore, much less
taking one out. I couldn't resist and started telling her about the
incident of watching him lying naked on his bed, stroking his
penis...watching his sexy movie. "Oh my God!" she gasped.  "You actually
saw his cock?  You saw him jerking off?  What did it look like?  How big is
it?  Tell me more!" she demanded breathlessly. I started relaying the story
and felt a really strange rush as Jen casually dropped one of her hands
between her legs and began stroking herself through the thin material of
her panties.  I couldn't believe it!  Right in front of me as if nothing
was happening!  I felt my own pussy start to moisten as I started telling
her about me watching Ricky.  I was trying not to stare at her hand between
her legs, but was finding it impossible.  God I wanted to touch myself!
"Well," she demanded, "did you get to actually see him come?  Watch him
shoot?" As I told her about watching his body jerk, and him squirting into
the air, she moved her hand inside her panties, and I couldn't help but
stare as her finger movements became more pronounced...right in front of
me! My own hand drifted down between my legs, and I began to tentatively
caress my slit.  I couldn't believe I was doing this!  My juices started
flowing as I told her about watching his cream shoot up in the air and land
all over his chest.  My finger movements got more insistent as I told her
how hot it had gotten me, and what I was doing back in my room moments
later. She pulled her hand out of her panties and brought it up to her
mouth.  My own finger movements increased as I watched her lick and then
suck on her own juices.  I remembered how much I loved to do that, how much
I loved the way I smelled and tasted when I was turned on, and wondered if
she felt the same, if she tasted and smelled the same. As Jen pulled her
fingers out of her mouth, I was just getting ready to slide my own hand
inside my panties when she reached forward and beat me to it.  Without
saying a word, she shipped her hand inside my panties and began stroking up
and down my now soaking wet slit. I gasped!  My best friend!  Touching my
pussy!  Stroking my pussy!  I sat frozen for a moment, not sure how to
react.  But her fingers felt so wonderful caressing me!  I felt my
breathing quicken as she quickened the pace of her caresses.  She looked me
in the eye as she slid her other hand back down inside her own panties, and
within seconds was stroking both of us. I remained frozen, still somewhat
in shock, unsure what, if anything, I should do.  It felt so good!  I
didn't want to do anything to caue her to stop! I felt her push one, then
two, of her fingers up inside of me, and thought I could see through her
panties that she was doing the same thing to herself.  She began a slow in
and out movement.  It felt so good!  But I was so confused...this was a
girl with her fingers in my pussy...not a guy.  I was getting really turned
on...but it was a girl!  What's wrong with me? She just kept looking in my
eyes, not saying a word.  Every few seconds, she would stop her in and out
movement, leaving her fingers all the way up inside of me, just wiggling
the tips around inside my channel. I was still frozen.  Confused, my mind
racing.  This was a girl!  She had her fingers up inside my pussy!  She was
getting me really turned on!  A girl? She pulled her hand out of her
panties and held it up to my face, extending her fingers under my nose.
"Think I semell sexy?" she purred. I sniffed, then inhaled deeply...several
times...She smelled like...like...like...me! I opened my lips and very
tentatively ectended my tongue.  She immediately brought her fingers to my
mouth, and hesitating for a moment, I slowly extended my tongue furthur,
barely touching her fingertips.  I moved my togue just a little bit,
waiting to see what she tasted like. My mind was still in a whirl...I
couldn't believe I was doing this...with a girl! Jen just sat there,
looking in my eyes...not saying a word. I opened my mouth slightly and took
her fingers inside.  I licked and sucked gently and soon discovered that
she tasted just like me! This was so sexy...but my mind was still in a
whirl.  I was so confused.  I was incredibly turned on, yet still
wondering...a girl? Jen pulled her fingers out of my pussy and brought her
hand to her own face.  She sniffed for a moment and just murmured,
"ummmmm". She opened her mouth and took her fingers inside.  I felt a
momentary panic.  What if she didn't like the taste of my pussy juices? 
What if she thought I was gross? She sucked on her fingers for a moment or
two.  Still looking right in my eyes, she finally said in a sexy voice, "
God you taste wonderful!  I bet the guys just love it!" I felt an instant
flood of relief.  But I was still in a turmoil.  "The guys...um...the
guys?" "When they eat you," she responded immediately. "Eat me?" I was now
really confused. "Yeah silly.  Eat you...go down on you...lick your pussy?"
"I don't know," I replied rather lamely.  "It's...um...well...um...I
don't..." "Wait a minut!" she giggled, "Are you telling me that you've
never had a guy go down on you?" "Well...um...no...not really" I kind of
stammered. "Oh girl!", she chuckled again.  "You've got a lot to learn."
"Lay back," she commanded, pushing on my shoulders.  My mind was till
whirling, I was still confused...a girl? I relented and aid back against
the pillows, still unsure what I was doing.  She hooked her fingers in the
waistband of my (her) panties and tugged them down off my hips...off my
legs...off my feet.  She moved her hands to my knees and pried them apart,
spreading my legs wide open. She just sat there for a moment, looking at my
gaping pussy.  She moveed between my open legs and paused again, just
staring at my wanton display.  She moved her hands to my knees and pushed
them even furthur apart.  She continued to just sit there, staring between
my open legs...looking directly at my pussy. She lowered her head and I
felt her tongue gliding up the inside of my thigh...then back down the
other.  It felt so good!  She continued this for a moment, then lifted her
head.  The next thing I felt was her tongue tickling my navel, then moving
slowly lower and lower.  My hips began swaying, bucking...as she continued
teasing me.  Her tongue grazed across the skin just above my slit, then
went back to tantalizing my thighs. Oh God I wanted her
tongue...right...there! All thoughts about the wierdness of this encounter
vanished.  My pussy...my clit...seemed to have minds of their own. She kept
moving her tongue closer and closer...I could feel her hot breath on my
lips.  Her tongue lightly touched my slit, moving slowly up and down it's
length.  I gasped!  Such a feeling!  My juices were flowing freely as she
continued her play.  She reached with her hands and I felt her fingertips
spreading my lips...opening me up.  She pulled her head back for a moment
and just stared at me.  I felt so...lewd. My best friend was holding my
pussy wide open...staring at me...up inside of me!  Jen lowered her head
and I could again feel her hot breath washing over my most private parts. I
saw her tongue peek out of her mouth and closed my eyes in eager
anticipation. The seconds seemed like hours.  God I wanted to feel her
tongue! "Jen..." I whimpered, "please..." It was like an electric shock.  I
felt her tongue make contact ever so lightly.  My clit felt like it was
going to explode!  She moved her tongue ever so slowly around and around my
magic button and my hips sharted bucking. I wanted more! My pussy sought
her mouth, trying desperately to increase the pressure.  My breathing
became harsh as she finally began licking...up and down...back and
forth...around and around. God it was incredible!  The sensations she was
sending through me were like nothing I had ever felt.  My pussy was humping
wildly against her mouth.  I could feel an orgasm already starting to
build. She stopped suddenly and lifted her head. "Jen," I begged, "why...?"
She hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties and tugged them down
off her hips.  Moving slightly, she wiggled them down past her knees, and
then off her feet.  She scrambled aroung, reversing her position, and the
next thing I knew her knees were straddling my shoulders. I felt her hands
slide under my butt as I looked up and saw...HER! Her pussy, just inches
away from my face...her lips...her little button peeking out from its
hood...even her tiny back hole.  It was the first time I had ever seen
another girl's pussy close up, and it looked so...inviting!  Her lips were
already a little open...I could see her juices glistening on her smooth
shaven skin. I felt her tongue return to my clit as she lowered herself
closer...and closer...and closer.  I could smell her scent...it was
intoxicating. Her tongue continued working its magic on my clit as she
brought her pussy closer and closer to my mouth...until suddenly her lips
were touching mine.  Instinct maybe, but I parted my lips and slowly,
tentatively, stuck out my tongue. I had barely touched its tip to her lips
when she mashed her pussy down tight against my mouth.  Her tongue was
racing around on my clit as she ground her slit against my lips.  My tongue
searched her opening, drinking in her juices.  Her taste was
wonderful...sexy.  Her honey tasted just like mine, I realized, ad I began
eagerly lapping up and down her wet hole. Her tongue was sending electric
jolts through me as I reached a bit higher and began exploring her magic
button with my tongue.  Her pussy released a flood of her cream, covering
my tongue, my lips, dripping onto my chin. I felt my own orgasm rapidly
growing as her hips began bucking wildly, her pussy mashing against my
mouth, trying to devour my tongue. I lapped feverishly at her clit even a s
I felt the first waves of my own orgasm overtake me.  I could feel my own
hips humping against her mouth as she seemed to try to push her clit
inside...between my lips.  I licked and licked as wave after wave of ectasy
washed over me.  Within moments, I heard her gasp and felt her jerk, and
her pussy spewed honey all over my face as she quivered and shook. The
spasms subsided, and we both just stayed where we were, panting, trying to
get our breathing back. I could feel her hot breath still washing over my
pussy as her panting started to subside.  Neither of us had moved, and I
was still looking right up at...into...her pussy.  I could see her juices
glistening on her skin, and could see the thick cream collected between her
lips.  I pushed out my tongue and slowly and gently licked up the length of
her slit, reveling in the sweet taste of her honey. As my tongue savored
the taste of her juices, my eyes became focused on her little back hole,
just inches away.  On impulse, I ran my tongue up a little furthur and
probed at her little brown opening. "Oh, you are a naughty, naughty girl!"
I heard her gasp, even as her hips began rocking back against my mouth,
urging me deeper.  I pushed at her back hole with my tongue, and felt it
open slightly.  I curled my tongue into a point and tried to probe deeper.
It didn't really taste like anything, and I decided my little wicked play
was really kind of fun. Her butt began pushing harder against my mouth,
even as I felt the tip of one of her fingers probing at my own tight little
back channel. I felt her finger push up inside of me, and my own hips began
rocking, pushing against her finger.  I felt it go deeper...and deeper.  I
pushed my tongue against her backside harder and harder until all of a
sudden she pulled her finger out of me and scrambled off my face. She
turned around and leaned into me.  Her lips brushed my own, followed by her
tongue invading my mouth.  Our tongues danced, our lips tight against each
other, and I felt her breasts mash against my own.  I could taste my pussy
juice on her mouth, and wondered if she could taste her own on mine. Jen
broke our kiss and straightened.  "Wait just a second," she whispered.  She
scrambled off the bed and rummaged underneath it.  She stood seconds later
holding a showbox. "If we're REALLY going to play...then let's play." I sat
up as she climbed back on the bed, putting the shoebox down between us.
"This is just for us girls" she giggled, removing the cover.

   (To be continued)

   10 Oh my God!  Penises!  The box contained several different pretend
penises...different colors...different sizes...but no mistaking what they
were! "Jen," I squealed, "Where did you...how did you...what...?" "These
are some of my very best friends," she whispered in a conspiring voice. 
"Sometimes when there's no guys around and my fingers just aren't
enough..." "Oh my God!" I gasped again, even as my hand reached into the
box and began fondling and sifting through the different pieces.
Plastic...metal...rubber...beads on a string...beads on a plastic
wand...some really wierd shaped...things...not penises...narrow at one
end...very fat at the other...pink...smooth...with a flat base. "Jen," I
gasped again, " where...how...what...?" "This is my pussy's favorite," she
confided.  She was holding a pink penis.  It looked so real.  I reached out
and touched it...gripped it.  It even felt real...just like my
brother's...just like Jeff's.  But it was a lot bigger than either of
theirs.  Not really any longer, but a lot fatter. She continued showing me
the contents.  "This is my clit's favorite," she breathed, holding up a
shiny metal penis. "You clit's favorite?" I asked, somewhat confused.
"Yeah," she murmured.  She twisted the base of the piece and held it out to
me.  "Feel." I reached out and clasped the shiny penis.  Oh my God!  It was
buzzing and vibrating.  I felt an instant flood of juices, just imagining
what that ...that...that...thing would feel like buzzing against my clit!
She twisted the base back and laid it down, picking up the beads.  "These
are my butt's favorites," she confided. "Your butt's?" I asked, somewhat
increduously.  My mind was in a whir.  I couldn't believe what I was
seeing...or hearing.  This is the girl that had just licked my pussy!  I
had just licked hers!  I licked her butt!  She had her fingers in mine! 
And now this? "Yeah," she replied, holding up the string with the six beads
on it.  "You slide these up inside your butt one at a time, and then when
you're ready to come...when you start to come...you pull them out.  It's
fantastic!  I come so hard!" she added quickly. I examined the string in
her hand, and the beads on it, and tried to imagine what it would feel like
to have them pushed inside my back hole...and then pulled out...while I was
coming! "Then what about these?" I asked, grasping the firm plastic wand
with the beads on it. "Same thing," she replied.  "The beads feel just the
same, except with this one you can push it in and pull it out...pump it. 
With the string, it takes forever to push them back inside once you've
pulled them out. My imagination was going crazy, my pussy was pulsing as I
reached back into the box and pulled out one of the wierd shaped pink
rubber things.  "And this?" I asked. "That's a butt plug," she replied
nonchalantly.  "See how skinny it is at the tip and how fat it is at the
base?" she asked. I just nodded dumbly...still somewhat stunned. "When you
first put the tip in your ass it will open you up...but as you push it in
further and deeper and get to the bigger parts...it stretches you way open.
It's great," she continued, "Even better than a guy's cock because this
will open you up slowly.  It doesn't hurt as much at first like a guy's
cock does." I sat frozen, dumbfounded.  Still, the tingles rushing through
my pussy were getting stronger, more and more fierce...demanding... "This,"
she said with a wicked grin, holding up another penis, "is my very special
favorite friend." I looked at the penis in her hand, and noticed the way
the top of it was curved to one side.  My mind instantly flashed back to my
private pleasure party, and the banana...with the curved end...how I had
twisted it inside of me...how it touched my channel in places I had never
felt before. Jen's grin grew even more wicked as she held it up in front of
my face.  "Check this out," she said and reached for the base.  She started
twirling the small lever in the bottom.  Oh my God!  The curved head was
rotating around and around! My pussy spasmed and I felt a flood of juices
as I imagined what that thing would feel like up inside of me...the head
twirling around and around... My eyes must have been wide as saucers...my
mouth agape...because Jen just sat there for a few seconds. "Well," she
whispered finally, "you ready?" "Ready?" I replied weakly. "Yeah," she
replied firmly.  "We gotta educate you girl!" I just sort of nodded...not
sure what to say. "Get up on your hands and knees," she instructed, taking
charge. I did as she asked and for a moment felt nothing...except silly. 
There I was, naked on my best friend's bed, on my hands and knees, her
right behind me...I'm sure staring at both of my holes. A moment later I
felt her tongue probing my little back hole, followed in seconds by feeling
her pushing something up into my pussy. "What are you doing?" I asked,
confused and turned on at the same time. Her tongue left my butt as she
replied, "These are the beads on the wand.  We gotta get them good and wet
first or else they won't go in...or else they'll hurt." Her tongue returned
to teasing my butt opening, and I felt the "thing" sliding in and out of my
pussy.  She kept this up for a few moments, then I felt her pull it all the
way out.  Within seconds, I felt something much larger trying to push up
into my pussy. "Now what?" I asked rather meekly. "This is the first one I
showed you," she replied.  "Trust me...it's gonna fill you up just
great...enjoy." She pushed and I felt if enter me.  She was right!  It was
fat enough that it stretched me a little bit, but didn't hurt at all.  It
was wonderful!  She pushed it in furthur and I moaned.  I had never felt so
completely full!  (Well...maybe with the cucumber) But this was
different...it wasn't me doing this...it was my best friend...and a girl at
that! She started a slow in and out movement with the fake penis and within
moments I was breathing heavy...almost panting. "Hang on," she breathed. 
Seconds later I felt a pressure against my tiny back hole...and then she
pushed.  The first bead on the wand popped up inside of me!  It wasn't
really pain...just a slight discomfort as my little opening accepted the
bead, and then closed right back up after it was inside. She pushed
again...and I felt the second one slide inside me.  The penis in my pussy
was moving faster now, and my breathing was getting ragged. I felt the
third...then the fourth...fifth...sixth...bead enter my butt, and then the
movement in my backside stopped.  The penis in my pussy was now moving
faster, and I thought I could maybe feel the beginnings of another orgasm
approaching. The movement in my pussy stopped just as I was starting to
feel the first waves.  "What now?" I whimpered. "Trust me," was all she
replied. Moments later, I felt the fake penis pulled from my channel, and
within seconds felt something else being pushed up inside of me. This one
was a little longer, but not as thick.  All of a sudden, I felt the tip
rubbing against my inner wall.  Oh God!  I thought...the one with the
curved head! She started twisting the lever, and I could feel the curved
end rubbing all around my insides.  This was incredible!  My very depths
being touched...caressed...not even the banana had felt like this.  She
increased the speed, and the rotating penis head was now driving me crazy!
Again...I felt my orgasm approaching. Again...she stopped. "Now what!" I
cried out, the frustration...the...desperation...  apparent in my voice.
She crawled up next to me and looked me in the eye as she held up the shiny
metal penis.  She twisted the base and held it lightly against my cheek.
"Take this," she murmured, "and hold it against your clit." She pressed the
buzzing toy into my hand and moved back down the bed.  Moments later, I
felt the head of the penis in my pussy start to rotate again.  This was
heaven!  I reached down between my legs with the buzzing toy in my hand and
brought it to rest against my clit. OH MY GOD! Electricity shot through me!
This was incredible!  I had never felt...never imagined...anything like
this!  The buzzing...the vibrating...against my clit...the head of the
curved penis twirling around in the depths of my pussy! My orgasm was
quickly approaching, and I knew this time there would be no stopping it. 
She twirled the toy inside of me faster, and I pressed the vibrating penis
harder against my clit.  My hips were bucking...my chest
heaving...breathing ragged...and it started... Wave after wave after wave
of the most unbelievable ecstasy crashed through me.  I couldn't
breath...couldn't move...couldn't...anything! I was panting as my orgasm
built...and built...and built. I was moaning and whimpering as it
peaked...but then it didn't stop...the waves just kept coming and coming
and coming...stronger and stronger and stronger. I think I was
sobbing...maybe even screaming...I don't know... Just when I was sure I had
reached the very absolute peak of pleasure...I felt the first bead being
pulled out of my butt. It started growing all over again...wave after
wave... The second bead... Gasping...can't breath... The third bead...
Dizzy...light headed...delerious with pleasure... Fourth...
Whimpering...babbling... Fifth... Sobbing openly...crying... Sixth...

   I came to kind of slowly...not too sure at first where I even was. I
opened my eyes and saw Jen looking down into my face...a kind of a wry
smile on her face. She reached out a hand and gently brushed the hair from
my sweating forehead. Still disoriented, I mumbled, "What happened?" "You
came girl...I mean you really came..." she whispered in a husky voice. "But
Jen..." I protested weakly, "I've come before...but...but..." "Well you did
it right this time," she chuckled.  "I think you actually passed out for a
couple of minutes." "Oh God," I mumbled.  What was happening to me? 
This...coming like that...with a girl...not even a guy...with toys?" "It
was a good one girl," she chuckled again.  "The comforter underneath you is
soaking wet." I was suddenly embarassed...humiliated.  The most unbelieable
powerful orgasm I had ever had...with a girl...not even with a girl...with
her toys! I didn't know what to say...my face bright red with an embarassed
blush. "Relax," Jen cooed, "That's the way a good come is supposed to be."
Trying desparately to regroup and regain my senses, I managed to mumble,
"But what about you?" "Don't worry," she chuckled again.  "I can play with
these anytime...this one was for you..." The warm afterglow of my
incrediable orgasm was still filling me as we looked into each other's
eyes. Somehow, I knew our relationship had just changed...forever.





   11 Hi, Michelle again.  I just celebrated my thirty third birthday, but
the stories I'm telling are from when I was just approaching fifteen,
geeting ready to start my freshman year in high school..  The stories are
all true, and I'm doing my best to tell them in the order in which they
actually happened.  (To the best of my memory.) At the time, I was 5' 5"
tall, and weighed 105 lbs.  Medium length reddish blonde hair and
blue-green eyes.  My breasts had filled out to a nice, (although average),
36C.  I had almost no waist, and a little tiny butt that my brother Ricky
used to joke, "Looks like the ass of a ten year old." I had been touching
myself for about a year, but just within the past week or two had become
really aware of guys, (and now girls too), of sex, of penises.  I was
absolutely infatuated with penises, particularly when they grew big and
hard.  To watch one actually jerk and squirt was the ultimate turn on. By
the time this story unfolds, I had become a hopeless exhibitionist,
marveling at how just the sight of me, (my body) could cause a guy to get
big at hard.  (At that time I still thought it was something special about
me, not yet knowing that that's just the way guys my age were.) Still, my
ego, my self esteem, were soaring....thrilled that I had some sort of
strange magical, mystical power over guys. The following story takes place
the Saturday before school was to start.  My mom and dad were off to some
kind of an all day company outing.  (Picnic and golf I think.) My older
brother Ricky (17 yrs old) had invited some of his friends over for a pool
party and cook out, and this is how the story of the day unfolds. This is a
long, long story...about a long...long day...will have to be told in
several parts...but...

   If there is one single day in my entire history that will stay with me
all of my life...this is the day!

   So here we go...

   The Pool Party - Part One

   I awoke slowly, realizing that one of my hands was down inside my
panties.  It seemed like this was becoming a daily thing.  My finger began
idly teasing up and down my lips as my mind wandered back over the
incredible series of events of the past few days...seeing my brother
stroking himself...jerking...squirting.  Spreading myself and touching
myself in front of him...the time with our neighbor Jeff...the movie...I
slid a finger up inside of me as I remembered all the things I had seen
people doing on the video...the sleepover at Jennifer's...us exploring
each...her toys...us licking each other...tasting each other. Without even
thinking about it, I pulled my finger out of me and brought it up to my
nose, inhaling deeply.  I pushed it into my mouth, licking and sucking,
savoring the taste...remembering the taste of Jennifer's pussy.  I pushed
it back inside my panties and began teasing my clit.  My finger started
moving faster and faster as all of these sexy images kept flashing through
my mind, and in a matter of minutes, I had treated myself to a warm,
delicious morning come. I stretched and yawned as my breathing returned to
normal, and, rolling out of bed, started down the hall toward the bathroom.
As I passed Ricky's room, I idly noticed that he wasn't in bed, but his bed
wasn't made yet either, meaning he was still in the house somewhere. I
reached the bathroom and went in, lifting the toilet seat.  I lowered my
panties and sat down.  As I released my stream, I looked down...and gasped!
The wet spot in my panties was huge!  I mean, very big, very dark, and very
wet looking!  My God it looked like I had peed my panties.  I wondered just
how many times I had made myself come during the night! As my stream slowed
to a stop, I leaned forward and tugged them off my feet.  I reached for the
tissue and wiped, then flushed, standing and lowering the toilet lid. I
retriebed my panties from the floor and started back toward my room.  On
the way, I brought my panties up to my face, and, pressing the big wet spot
against my nose, inhaled deeply.  It smelled like...it smelled like...it
smelled like...well...me! I tossed them on the bed, and started for the
kitchen, now wearing only my nightshirt.  My brother Ricky was in his usual
place, sitting at the table, drinking his coffee and looking at the
newspaper.  Just as usual, he was both bare-chested and barefooted, wearing
only a pair of boxers. I did my usual, walking up behing him and putting my
hands across his shoulders and down onto his chest.  I started lightly
teasing his nipples.  (He absolutely loves that!) They became hard as rocks
as I leaned and whispered in his ear, "So how's big brother this morning?"
He mumbled something or other in reply, but didn't move.  I continued
caressing his nipples as I looked down at his boxers, expecting to see the
usual twitch or two of his penis. Not this time...nothing. "What's the
matter?" I whispered coyly.  "Is our little friend still sleeping?" Still
no reply, so I grew bolder.  I ran one hand down his front and gave him a
gentle squeeze through his shorts.  This time I got a twitch...or two. I
started squeezing him in a slow gentle rythm. "But bro," I pouted, "aren't
you happy to see me?" I gave his penis a firmer squeeze and was rewarded
when I could feel it start to swell and grow in my grip. I hissed in his
ear, "Well maybe you're not happy to see me, but a certain part of you
seems to be quite pleased." I squeezed a bit harder and was thrilled to
feel it grow bigger and start to harden. I continued my rythm, feeling him
growing.  He still had said absolutely nothing, so I whispered in his ear,
"Don't you like this?  What's the matter?" Although his penis was now rock
hard and throbbing, he just sighed and let out a long breath. "Sis...it
feels great.  I'm just not sure I want to do this again." "Do what?" I
asked him, somewhat confused. "well...um...," he stammered.  "You
know...have you...watch me...while I..." Everything was all of a sudden
crystal clear.  He thought this was going to be another tease session,
another mutual masturbation show.  Time to let him know what I really had
in mind. I pushed my other hand down into his lap, and peeled back the
flaps covering the opening in his boxers.  I reached in and pulled his
penis clear.  "God," I though to myself, staring at it, big, hard, proud,
"It really is beautiful." I started a slow, gentle, up and down motion as I
whispered in his ear, "Relax bro...it's my turn." I continued my stroking,
speeding up my rythm as I heard his breathing become heavy. "You got
something in here for me?" I hissed seductively, giving his penis a firm
squeeze for added emphasis. I returned to my stroking motion, speeding up
slightly, and I thought I could feel him start to buck his hips against my
hand.  I tightened my grip and started moving my hand faster. He was
panting now, and the bucking motion of his hips was unmistakable. With a
loud groan he froze, jerked, and squirted. "Oh my God!" I thought to
muself, "I actually did it!" I watched as he squirted a second and then a
third time, then collapsed back in the chair. I continued slowly stroking
and gently squeezing his penis as I felt it start to soften.  As his
breathing returned to normal, my gaze remained on his penis.  As I squeezed
again, I could see one last drop of cream right at the tip of his ltitle
pee hole. I reached up on the table and grabbed a napkin.  Wiping the drop
from his hole, I looked at him and mimicked the voice he had used with me
the very first time.  "Gotta make sure I got it all so you don't drip..."
He just stared at me, stunned for a moment, saying nothing.  The his face
broke into an impossibly wide grin as he chuckled, "Gotta hand it to you
sis, you're a real quick learner." I smiled at him impishly, "Or maybe I
just had a real good teacher...?" He grinned again as I released his penis.
I turned and walked to the fridge, getting a glass of milk and a muffin. 
Returning to the table, I sat opposite him. "Today's your pool party cook
out thing isn't it?" I asked conversationally, knowing damn well that it
was.  I'd been plotting this day for a week! "Yeah," he replied.  "No big
deal.  Just some of the guys coming over and we're gonna hang at the pool,
throw some burgers on the grill, and kind of party.  It's the last weekend
before school starts." "Just guys?" I asked coyly.  "No girls?" "Nah, not
this time," he replied. "Not going to be problem if Jennifer stops over
later?" I inquired. He gave me a kind of a wierd look as he replied,
"Shouldn't be..." "So how many pen...er...guys...did you invite?" Inwardly,
I was laughing hysterically.  I'd almost asked him, "How many penises did
you invite?" "I think maybe eight or ten," he replied, then added, "But I'm
not sure everybody will show." "So what time does the big party start?" I
asked. "Not sure about that either, he replied.  "I told the guys it was
kind of an all day thing, to come on over any time, buit I know some of
them got stuff they gotta do today...so I'm really not sure when anybody's
gonna show up." I finished my muffin and stood to leave.  As I walked out
the kitchen door, I had a sudden thought.  Maybe a little naughty...maybe a
LOT naughty, but I was already trying to get in the proper mood for the
rest of the day. I stopped and turned around, heading back to the table to
stand next to him "Hey bro," I started.  "Could I ask your opinion on
something?" "Sure," he replied, looking up at me.  "What's up?" I lifted my
right foot up and placed in on the table right in front of him.  I pulled
up on my nightshirt as I saw his eyes automatically drop to stare between
my legs.  I reached down and using just the tips of two fingers, spread my
lips open.  In this position, I was competely spread, my gaping pussy just
inches from his face. "Do you think it would look sexy if I shaved my
pussy?" He stared directly up into me, saying nothing.  I just stood there,
lewdly displaying myself as a few seconds ticked by.  I could feel the warm
rush flowing through me. "Well?" I prompted a few seconds later.  "What do
you think?" I could feel myself starting to grow moist as he continued to
stare. "Well," he finally stammered, "yeah, kinda..." "What do you mean
kinda?" I asked impishly.  "You mean kinda sexy, as opposed to really
really sexy?" "No..." he rasped.  "I mean you should kinda shave it." "What
do you mean kinda shave it?" I asked with a chuckle.  "You either shave or
you don't!" I knew I was really getting wet now, relishing my brother's
gaze, riveted to my wantonly displayed pussy.  I wondered if he could smell
me. "Well...you know...you got to leave a little bit..." "Come on
bro,,,help me out here.  What do you mean?" "At the top," he stammered.
"Don't tell me," I murmured suggestively.  "Show me..." I grabbed his arm
and brought his hand up between my legs.  He extended his middle finger and
reached for me.  He drew a small circle right at the top of my slit. Even
though he had come not more than a few minutes ago, I swear I saw a twitch
in his boxers. "Leave this alone...shave the rest." "Why not shave it all
bare?" I asked curiously. "Cuz your pussy will look like you're six years
old." BINGO! That's what was wrong with the movie!  All the actresses were
shaved to one extent or another, but only a couple of them were completely
bare.  At the time, I thought completely bare was not very sexy, but didn't
really know why.  That was it!  Shaved completely bare their pussies looked
like they might have been the pussies of a small child. I didn't want to be
a small child!  I didn't want to be a little girl!  I wanted the guys to
look at me like a grown woman! These thoughts flashed through my mind in an
instant, while I continued to let Ricky feast his eyes on my open display.
Knowing what I was going to do, I pulled my foot off the table.  I stood,
blew a quick kiss in his ear, and whispered, "Thanks bro." as I left the
room. I returned to my room, grabbed a pair of scissors out of my drawer,
and headed to the bathroom.  I didn't think Ricky would be coming up the
stairs anytime soon, but I left the door open anyhow, just on the chance he
would want to watch me.  I was idly wondering if a guy would think it sexy
to watch a girl shave herself. I pulled the wastebasker over in front of
the counter and looked down at myself in the mirror.  I put one foot on
either side of the wastebasket, placing my pussy directly over the top of
it, and picked up the scissors. I never had very much hair down there, and
could see my lips peeking through what little bit there was.  I started
snipping the sparse strands, wanting to cut them as close as possible, but
not wanting to take a chance on nicking myself, particularly not today. I
watched as the golden strands drifted down into the wastebasket, and within
a few minutes, all that remained, except for the tuft at the top, was
stubble. I turned and started the water for the shower, adjusting the
temperature a couple of times, and climbed in.  I squirted a few drops of
the body wash gel into my stubble, and rubbed it vigorously until a nice
lather had formed.  I picked up my razor and started the process of turning
my stubble into smooth, bare skin.  That took only a couple of minutes, and
then I quickly did my legs and under my arms. I lathered and rinsed my
hair, and picked up the body wash.  I quickly cleaned myself from head to
toe, and was about to turn off the water when I had another idea.  today
was the pool party, and I wanted to be squeaky clean, inside and out. But I
also knew that all the attention I had paid to my pussy, the scissors, my
fingertips, the lather, the razor...had me just turned on enough that if I
wanted to clean myself inside...and stay clean...I was going to have to
come again first. I reached for the hand held shower head, and removed it
from it's wall bracket.  I adjusted the head from "spray" to "pulse".  I
squatted down on my haunches, spreading my knees apart.  I reached down
with one hand and used two fingers to spread my lips wide apart.  I brought
the shower head up between my legs and aimed it so the pulsing water was
hitting directly on my clit.  I rocked back and forth slowly, adjusting the
distance from the shower head to my magic button until it felt just
perfect. It was only a matter of a few moments until I felt the familiar
surge rushing through me, and in a few more seconds had treated myself to
another wonderful early morning come.  I stood and replaced the shower head
in it's bracket. Although I didn't own a proper douche, I had the manual
finger/soap method pretty much down to a science.  I inserted the tube of
body wash all the way up inside my pussy, then withdrew it slowly,
squeezing gently as I did.  Replacing the tube with two of my fingers, I
began moving them, in and out, around and around, wiggling them, twisting
and turning them, until I was sure I had reached every single spot that I
possibly could. I grabbed the shower head again, adjusting the flow from
"pule" to "jet".  Squatting down, I once more used two fingers on one hand
to spread my lips wide.  I brought the jet right up close until I could
feel the water rushing up inside of me.  I gave it a minute or two until
the water flowing back out of me was no longer a sudsy froth, but had
turned clear. Returning the head to it's wall bracket, I reached for the
tube of body wash, and, turning, inserted the tip inside my little back
hole.  I squeezed a small amount of the gel up inside me, and then added a
dab to the tip of my middle finger.  Placing the tube on the soap dish, I
reached around behind me and pushed the tip of my finger up against my tiny
opening.  I pushed a bit harder, and felt myself relax back there and allow
my fingertip to enter.  I continued pushing until I had my finger all the
way up inside me, and then began wiggling, twisting, and rotating it, then
finally pumping it in and out.  After a minute or two of this, I reached
again for the shower head, and, turning around, bent all the way over.  I
brought the head right up against my back hole, and in a few seconds, felt
the water rushing up inside me.  Looking back between my legs, I knew now
to expect the water flowing back out of me to start as kind of a murky
brown, so wasn't surprised or grossed out when that's what I saw.  Within a
minute or two, the brown color disappeared and the water running out of me
was clear. I straightened, adjusting the head back from "jet" to "spray",
and gave myself a final rinse.  Stepping from the shower, I towled myself
dry quickly.  I grabbed the electric toothbrush and did my teeth, then
spent a couple of minutes under the blow dryer.  All the time I stood in
front of the mirror, I was looking at my newly shaved pussy, trying to
decide if I thought it looked sexy.  I even tried putting one foot up on
the counter, spreading my lips with my fingers, but just couldn't get a
real good view.  All this time my mind was racing...thinking forward to the
pool party...all those guys...all those PENISES! I returned to my room,
already feeling extrmemly naughty, just thinking about all the
possibilities the rest of the day was going to bring. I picked up the
yellow bikini I had carefully chosen as today's "costume".  Two days
earlier, I had carefully used a scissors to cut out the interior liner from
both the top and the bottom, so I knew the only thing covering me would be
the thin nylon. I put on the top, pulling the string up over my head until
I felt the bow at the back of my neck.  I adjusted the two tiny triangles
of material so they covered my nipples, (but not much else), and reached
between my breasts, tying the connecting string in a tiny bow.  I stepped
over to full height mirror to check out my "look".  I liked it.  With the
interior liner removed, the thin nylon covering my nipples molded itself
against them, making very clear their outline and shape.  I tweaked and
pinched my nipples for a couple moments, feeling them grow and harden.  I
thought it looked pretty hot and was pretty sure it would get the guys'
attention.  I looked down at my newly shaved pussy and had a sudden idea. I
pulled the miror over next to my bed and hopped up.  I laid back, bringing
my knees up and pressing them against my breasts.  I spread my knees far
apart.  Looking down between them, I gazed at the reflection of my near
naked pussy staring back at me in the mirror.  My little tiny back hole was
clearly visible just below it. I moved my hands down and used my fingertips
to spread my lips.  "Wow..." I thought as I looked at my inner pink, "that
really does look sexy." All kinds of wicked thoughts were running through
my mind as I heard brother Ricky coming up the stairs. I swiveled slightly
so my naked spread pussy was aimed directly at the door to my room, keeping
my legs up and my knees tight against my breasts. "Hey Ricky," I called out
as I heard him approach down the hall.  "C'mere and tell me what you
think." I maintained my obscene pose as he rounded the corner and came
throught the door. He froze. I swear his jaw dropped a foot, and he just
stood there...looking...staring. "Well!" I asked. "Um...well..." he
stuttered. "How can you tell from way over there?  Come on over here and
take a close look.  I really need to know what you think." He approached my
bed like a man in a slow motion movie, his eyes never leaving the sight of
my lewdly displayed holes. He stopped at the foot of my bed and murmured,
"It looks OK...it looks good...real good," he finally managed to rasp out.
"I don't want it to look good," I pouted.  "I want it to look sexy...does
it?" I rocked my hips suggestively. "Sis," he replied, "It looks VERY
sexy...how does it feel?" "It doesn't feel any different," I admitted. 
"Although it does sort of sting a bit." "You need to put some aftershave on
it," he replied quickly. "Aftershave?" I asked. "Yeah," he answered, "just
like I use on my face.  It'll kinda sting for a few seconds, but then it'll
feel fine.  Besides," he added, "in addition to taking the hurt away, it'll
prevent you from getting razor rash." I thought quickly. "Oh," I said, and
then feigning disappointment quickly added, "And here I thought you would
just kiss it and make it all better." I rocked my hips again. I swear his
jaw dropped even further as he just stood there, frozen, staring at my
lewdly displayed holes. "Well?" I whispered huskily. He hesitated a moment
longer, then lowered himself to his knees in front of me.  His mouth was
now just inches away from my spread pussy.  His face...his eyes...his
nose...his mouth.  He just sat there for a moment...looking...staring...The
expression on his face was like that of a man dying of thirst...who had
just been offered a jug of ice water.  I could feel my juices starting to
flow...anticipating... I rocked my hips lewdly one more time.  "I'm
waiting..." I croaked. He moved his face even closer to me and I could see
his mouth open, then his tongue protrude from between his lips.  I could
feel his hot breath washing across me.  I was really getting wet now, and
wondered if he could smell me. He leaned furthur forward and I felt the
first delicious moment as his tongue made contact with my lips.  I gasped.
He pushed his tongue up inside of me, and began quickly moving it in and
out.  I could feel his hot breath wash over me as his tongue continued to
probe my now dripping hole.  My breathing quickened as I thought to myself,
"God, it's like he's trying to screw me with his tongue." This continued
for several moments and I felt the familiar warm glow spreading through me.
"My God," I thought, "The very first time a guy has licked me...and it's my
own brother!" I thought back to my first experience with Jennifer, and how
her tongue had felt. But I was getting more and more turned on.  My hips
started rocking back and forth in rythm with his tongue.  It was like my
pussy was trying to suck more of his tongue up inside of me. He was almost
panting now, trying to drive his tonge deeper and deeper.  It felt
wonderful, but it wasn't what I wanted.  I thought again about how Jennifer
had licked me. "Wait," I whishpered hoarsely. I reached down and used my
fingertips to spread my lips at the very top, exposing the hood covering my
clit. "There," I hissed.  "Use your tongue...lick me...right there..." He
leaned forward eagerly and began lashing my clit. "Stop!" I almost croaked.
"Ricky...you have to be gentle...VERY gentle." He leaned back forward and
started a slow, gentle, tantalizing torture of my clit.  Up and down...side
to side...around in circles... His tongue was driving me crazy.  My hips
were now bucking out of control and I found I was actually thrusting myslef
against his tongue. My breathing grew harsh...my chest heaving...my hips
thrusting. The tingles and flashes were rapidly spreading through me and I
felt my orgasm approaching. He stopped and leaned back. "What?" I cried,
almost in a panic...I was so close. "Nothing sis," he murmured, "You taste
great." "Why are you stopping...?" I asked, almost pleading. "Well...I
thought...I mean...um..." he stammered. I grabbed a handful of his hair and
pulled his face back between my legs.  "You can't stop now!  You can't
leave me like this..." I was desperate. He started again his delicious
torture of my clit, and within moments I was right back on the verge of
coming. I was panting openly now...hips thrusting wildly. "Faster," I
hissed.  "Ricky...I'm so close." His tongue movements immediately
increased, and I could feel my juices dripping out of me as he continued
pummeling my hardened clit. "Ricky," I croaked, "put a finger in me." His
tongue never missed a beat as I felt him push a finger deep up inside my
channel. It sent me over the edge. Chest heaving, I felt like I couldn't
breathe.  My head tossed wildly side to side as I started shrieking,
"Ricky...now...now...Ricky...coming...coming...COMING." Spasm after spasm
after spasm racked my body as this incredible orgasm took complete control
of me.  I jerked, twitched, arched.  Every muscle in my body tensed...let
go...tensed again..let go. When the spasms finally started to subside, I
collapsed on the bed...breathless...exhausted.  "God what a come!" I
thought to myself. As my breathing began returning to normal, I looked down
between my spread legs at my brother's face.  His lips, cheeks, and jaw
were glistening with my juices, but he seemed oblivious, just sitting there
with a very self satisfied grin on his face. I thought back to our session
earlier in the morning and hit him with his own line.  "Well bro, I will
say...you are a quick learner." He hit me right back, never missing a beat.
Smiling impishly, he replied, "Or maybe I just had good teacher." We sat
there for several moments, not moving...not speaking. Finally I looked at
him and whispered, "It's OK now, bro..." "What's OK?" he asked, a quizzical
look on his face. "You can take your finger out of me..."

   Chapter 12

   Ricky left my room and I quickly peeled off the top of my bikini.  I
huried to the bathroom and jumped back in the shower, giving myslef another
soap/fingers manual douche. I dried myself and returned to my room, donning
my bikini.  (The bikini itself was yellow, really skimpy, but the important
part was that a couple of days ago I had taken a pair of scissors and cut
out the interior lining, both top and bottom.  With just the thin layer of
nylon covering me, I knew it clung to me like a second skin, and the shape
and outling of my nipples, (even when soft), was distinct.  I also knew the
bottoms, (what little there was of them), would cling to me, the tiny
triangle riding up into my slit, accentuating the shape and outline of my
lips, and that the back triangle would ride up into my crack, hugging my
butt like it was painted on. I laid back down on my bed, looking down
through my legs into the mirror, and started experimenting with different
"poses".  I spread my legs to different degrees, and tried lifting one
knee, swaying it back and forth, trying to figure out what the sexiest
position was that I could show the guys when they arrived, while still
trying to appear nonchalant and "innocent".  Satisfied finally that I knew
exactly what to do, I rose and quickly straightened out my bed. I checked
myself in the mirror one last time, then moved it back to its normal
position.  Satified with my appearance, I started to gather my "equipment"
for the day.  Even though I had just thoroughly cleaned my insides, I could
feel myself already growing moist in anticipation of what this day would
bring...maybe. Ricky had invited eight or ten of his friends over for a
pool party / cook out, and I was eagerly awaiting the arrival of those
peni...er...guys. Jennifer, (my best friend and so far, first and only,
female lover), said she would come over too.  But she said she was going
shopping for school clothes this morning, and it would probably be
afternoon before she showed. I gathered a large towel, a couple of
magazines, and one of my steamy romance novels.  Glancing briefly at the
clock, I realized it was almost 11:00 AM.  (My how time flies when you're
having fun!) I hurried down to the pool, and deposited everything on the
patio table in the corner, under the roofed part of the deck.  I went back
up to my room and grabbed a bottle of sun lotion, and my battery operated
tape player. I grabbed my dark sunglasses off my dresser and propped them
on my head.  (I had learned a couple of days ago what a wonderful thing
dark sunglasses were.  From the outside, nobody can even tell if my eyes
are open or closed, much less where, (or what!), I was looking at! I went
back down to the pool.  Depositing the lotion and tape player on the table,
I grabbed one of the reclining lounge chairs and moved it out from under
the roofed part into the sun.  I positioned it so that when the guys came
through the sliding glass door, they would be looking straight up between
my legs. To finish setting the stage, I went over to the big chest/box
where we kept most of the pool toys.  I pulled out the floating basketball
net and threw it in the pool.  I started to pull out a couple of the balls
to go with it, but hesitated.  I just might need an excuse later to visit
this chest again, giving me a chance to put on a show. I spread my towel
out over the lounge and climbed in.  I relaxed and laid back.  I adjusted
the spread of my legs a couple of times until I was sure I was presenting
the "picture" I wanted to.  I lowered my sunglasses over my eyes...and
waited. It wasn't ten or fifteen minutes before I heard the sound of the
sliding glass door opening, and opening my eyes behind the dark glasses,
saw Ricky leading Scott and Eric out onto the deck. Although they were both
going to be seniors, they must have already turned eighteen, (legal
drinking age back at that time), because they were lugging whole bunches of
beer.  I continued feigning my "unaware/asleep" pose, watching them through
my glasses.  Scott and Eric were two of Ricky's friends.  Neither was
overly good looking, yet neither was bad looking.  They both had decent
bodies, nothing spectacular, but not bad.  I guess they were just...all in
all...average. Still, my juices were already flowing so I probably found
them more attractive then they deserved to be.  A few minutes later,
Michael and Tommy showed up, and now there were four of them.  Four
penises! Four!  I was in heaven even though i couldn't really actually see
any of them.  The guys were all wearing swim trunks that kind of looked
like gym shorts...baggy...not sexy...no bulges. Still, my imagination was
going crazy as I tried to picture what they looked like under their
trunks...what their penises looked like...soft...and hard!  I felt myself
getting wetter. But I was also feeling let down...disappointed...none of
the guys seemed to be paying any attention to me. Within a minute or two,
the guys were all in the pool, splashing around.  A minute later I heard
Scott call to Ricky, "Hey, you got any balls to go with this basket?" Ricky
turned and shouted to me, "Hey sis, can you help?" I pretended like I was
just coming out of a sleep, and replied, "What?" "Can you see if you can
find some of the balls to go with this basket?" he hollared. "Perfect!" I
thought. I feigned a yawn and stretched, sure that my nipples were
straining against the thin nylon covering them.  I got out of the lounge
and walked over to the chest. Flipping the top open, I bent all the way
over and rummaged through the contents. With my butt to the pool, I thought
to myself, "Damn!  I should have gotten wet before I did this!" I grabbed a
couple of the balls and turned back to the pool.  I tossed them in, calling
out lightly, "Anything else guys?" Getting no response, I thought, "What
the hell!" and jumped in myself.  When I broke the surface, I knew my suit
would now be glued to my nipples, and made sure to stand up straight,
remaining in the shallow end, so the water level was just above my waist.
"Much better," I thought, noticing that I now had five pair of male eyes
riveted to my chest.  Since I still had my dark sunglasses on, no one could
tell exactly where I was looking. Walking slowly toward them, I called out,
"Hey guys, do I get a chance?" One of the balls immediately came flying
toward me.  I caught it and turned, flipping it toward the floating basket.
Much to my surprise, it actually went in! Michael hooted, "Look's like
you've played this before!" I just smiled and called out, "Hang on a sec,
I'll get a couple more." I made my way to the steps and climbed out of the
water, heading toward the chest.  I was pretty sure at this point that all
the guys would be staring at me.  I innocently hitched my bikini bottoms up
a bit, knowing that the thin material would ride up between my cheeks...and
my lips. I bent all the way over again, affording the guys the best view I
could of my butt, knowling they would also be able to see my pussy shape
between my somewhat spread legs.  I grabbed two more of the balls and
turned, walking back to the edge of the pool. Standing on the side with my
legs slightly spread, I called out playfully, "So who is going to come
claim these two?" Within seconds, Michael and Eric were standing in the
water right in front of me.  Both were staring up between my legs, and I
imagined their penises twitching inside their suits.  I tossed them the
balls, and had a thought.  "Hey guys," I called out, "Anybody ready for a
beer?" Five entusiastic answers sent me over to the pool fridge.  I grabbed
a six pack and walked back to the pool.  This time, all five guys were
standing right at the edge, awaiting my arrival.  I felt my pussy moisten
as I watched all of their eyes roaming all up and down my body.  I'm not
exactly certain, but I'm pretty sure I saw Scott drop a hand down into the
water, giving himself a quick squeeze.  Don't know for positive, because
just a second later, he excused himself, heading out of the water and
toward the pool bath.  "Gotta pee," he hollared as he moved off.  I
anxiously let my eyes follow him, but even as I was imagining him getting
hard, his suit was so big and bulky, I couldn't really see anything at all,
not even a shape. "Damn!" I thought to myself.  I really wanted to see a
penis!  A bare naked, hard penis!  After handing all the guys a beer, I
grabbed the last one from the six pack and asked in a pouty voice, "Anybody
mind if I share the wealth?" I opened it and took a swallow, then placed it
on the edge of the deck, right over my favorite "magical water jet". I
jumped back in the water and we all just kind of horsed around for the next
minute or two.  I actually made a couple of more shots into the basket! 
But in reality, my mind was on the male eyes staring into my chest. "Much
better," I thought to myself. It was a few minutes later when Scott walked
back out of the pool bath that I had my flash inspiration.  The pool bath!
Within seconds, my mind had raced through the beginnings of a plan, and I
put it into action.  I moved to the edge of the pool and took another sip
of my beer, lingering as I felt the water jet caressing my pussy. "Hey
guys," I called out as Scott jumped back into the water.  "I'm gonna grab a
bite to eat.  Anybody want another beer before I go?" Five affirmatives
sent me back out of the water and back to the fridge.  I grabbed another
six pack and returned to the pool.  This time I was thrilled to see all of
the male eyes absolutely devouring me as my wet suit clung lewdly to my
pussy lips.  My nipples were hard as rock, and I quickly dispensed the
beers, hurrying into the house, anxious to put my plan into action. I
grabbed a banana on my way through the kitchen, and moved into my parent's
bedroom, closing the door behind me.  I moved quickly to the sliding glass
doors and parted the blinds just a fraction.  Peering through, I had a
perfect view of the guys in the pool.  I moved to the sliding door
separating my parent's room from the pool bath, and slid it open just a
little tiny bit. Gazing in through the small crack, I thought "Perfect!".
From this angle, I would be able to see everything.  The next guy that came
in to pee would be standing at an angle so that I would be able to see his
penis, his hand holding it, the stream flowing out the end...everything! 
And the slight crack in the door was small enough that I seriously doubted
that whoever the next guy was would even notice it was slightly ajar. I
moved back to the sliding glass doors, peeking cautiously through the
blinds, and settled in to wait. My hand found its way into my bikini
bottoms, and I started getly stroking my lips, getting wetter by the
minute. I waited for hours... It was probably really only a couple of
minutes, but it seemed forever. Tommy was the first guy to climb out of the
pool and head for the bathroom.  I was still disappointed in that his big
bulky swim trunks showed nothing, but my fingertips now had my pussy
aroused enough that my imagination was going wild. I heard him open the
door and moved quickly to my little "spy crack".  I glanced at the banana I
had left laying on the dresser and briefly considered... "No,: I thought,
"not this time..." I peered through the crack as he entered, lowering his
swim trunks.  When he turned to face the bowl, my view was perfect.  There
was his penis...in plain sight.  It was beautiful...not big or
hard...just...beautiful. He grasped it in one hand and released his stream.
I stared mesmerized as the golden flow shot out of the tip of his penis,
and heard the splashing sounds as it hit the water in the bowl. Proceeding
with part two of my plan, I took my hand out of my bikini bottoms and
boldly slid the door all the way open, walking into the bathroom. Feigning
surprise, I stood there frozen.  He was just as frozen as his head jerked
around to look at me.  No words had been spoken, but he didn't move, the
golden stream still flowing out of him. "Sorry," I said just standing
there, now staring openly at his penis.  "I didn't know there was anybody
in here..." I finished lamely. He said nothing, just standing
there...peeing...and I grew bold. I moved into the room and reached for his
penis, replacing his hand with my own. He didn't object as I murmured
suggestively, "How about a little help?" He just stood there, not moving,
not speaking, as I grasped his penis and directed his flow into the bowl.
His stream subsided, and I gently shook his penis up and down a couple of
times, as I had seen my brother Ricky do. I began a gentle stroking motion
as I whispered huskily, "Think we got it all?" He remained motionless,
mouth agape, staring in disbelief as I released his penis and lowered my
bikini bottoms.  I reached back and grasped him as I sat down on the seat,
whispering naughtily, "My turn." I released my stream as I resumed my
stroking motion.  I spread my legs as far apart as I could, and, although I
don't think he could really see anything, his eyes were glued between my
legs as the sound of my stream splashing into the water in the bowl was
obvious. I stroked him a little faster, feeling him grow larger and
starting to get hard in my hand.  His penis was right in front of my face
as my stream started to subside, and I just sat there, staring at it
growing bigger and harder as I stroked him. With my free hand, I reached
for the tissue and made a show of wiping myself...several times.  His eyes
followed my every move. He let out a groan.  I stroked his now rock hard
penis faster.  He twitched, jerked, and spurted...all over my neck, all
over my face. I slowed my hand movements and began gently squeezing him as
I slowly moved my hand back and forth.  I could feel him starting to grow
soft, but continued my hand motions, squeezing a little more
firmly..."milking" him. In a few more seconds, one last drop of his white
cream appeared at the tip of his tiny pee hole, and on impulse, I leaned
forward, sticking out my tongue.  I gently probed at his tiny opening,
licking up the last little bit of his spurt.  I had actually done it!  I
had actually tasted a guy's cream! Salt!  That's the first thought that
went through my brain! "Oh my God!" I thought to myslef, "salt!" I love
salt...I salt everything! This was incredible!  My first taste of a guy's
cream!  Not only was it unbelievably sexy, a real...REAL...turn on, but I
loved the taste...the flavor... I knew in an instant I wanted more of
this... As he stood there, still motionless, still speechless, I used my
fingertips to scoop up some of his cream that had landed on my face.  I put
my fingers into my mouth, making a show of sucking them dry. "Ummmm..." I
murmured.  "You taste really sexy...wonderful..." I returned my fingers to
my face, then my neck, scooping up all of his cream and returning my
fingers to my mouth, licking and sucking on them until I was sure I had
collected every drop. He stared at every one of my movements, and still
hadn't said a word. We just looked at each other for a few moments. I gave
his penis one last squeeze, looked up into face, and whispered, "I think we
got it all now..." I stood up and flushed the toilet, pulling up my bikini
bottoms.  I bent over and tugged his swim trunks back up over his hips.
Looking up at him with my most naughty smile, I purred, "This is our little
secret...right...?"

   Chapter 13

   I waited for a few momemts while Tommy exited the pool bath, heading out
back.  I was absolutely certain that within minutes, every guy in the pool
would know what had just transpired. I left the bath through the sliding
door into my parents' bedroom and resumed my position at my "spy spot". 
Peeping through the crack in the blinds, I could see Tommy reenter the
pool, yakking away.  Within seconds, all the guys were gathered around him,
focused on him...and I just knew he was telling them what had just
happened. All the guys except my brother Ricky. He just stood
back...casting an occasional glance at the blinds I was "hiding" behind, a
kind of a self satisfied smirk on his face. I watched the animated chatter
in the pool for another minute or two, and then exited my parents' bedroom
into the house.  I fidgeted in the kitchen for a moment, then made my way
back outside.  I was instantly turned on as every guy, even Ricky, stared
at my every move as I made my way back to the pool. With a sudden thought,
I stopped and hollared," Who's ready for another beer?" Five guys yelped
yes, and I detoured past the fridge, grabbing another six pack. I'm not
sure what was turning me on more...knowing that five guys had their eyes
glued to me, or the fact that I could still taste the somewhat salty taste
of Tommy's cream. Regardless of why, I felt another rush in my pussy...and
somehow knew that my day was just starting. I grabbed a six pack out of the
fridge and returned to the edge of the pool.  I squatted on my haunches as
I peeled the cans out of their plastic holder, careful to keep my knees
well apart. Four guys were immediately right in front of me...staring at
the thin material covering my pussy.  Brother Ricky stayed back a little,
the same little smile on his face.  When I looked over at him...he just
winked...and his smile broadened. I gave him a half smile in return and
finished handing out the beers, keeping the last one for myself. I knew I
had to get back in the water...get my suit wet again....so it would cling
to me and show off everything, so I quickly jumped in the water. I surfaced
at the perfect depth so the water came up just above my waist, my top
clinging to, outlining my now hard nipples.  The guys were staring holes
right through the skimpy nylon. I had a thought, and moved toward the
steps, climbing out of the pool, pausing just long enough on the steps so
the guys could see the thin nylon of my bottoms plastered against my
cheeks, my lips, my slit. I headed for the slide at the deep end of the
pool. The guys were still watching me as I climbed up the steps, and I
paused for a moment at the top.  "Anybody goona help me if I start to
drown?" Four guys were immediately clustered in the water at the bottom of
the slide, and I paused again, plotting my next move. I sat down on the
edge of the platform and pulled my knees back to my chest.  I knew this
would make my wet bottoms cling to me, clearly outlinging my pussy. "Gonna
do a cannonball!" I shouted gaily.  I shoved off and skittered down the
slide. I hit the water with a huge splash and immediately there were four
guys trying to "rescue" me. I was still under the water as I felt
hands...lots of hands...all over my body.  Some brushed my breasts, some
touched my butt...one even grazed up against my pussy. This was driving me
crazy...I couldn't even tell which guy was touching me where! All I knew
was my pussy was now throbbing...again...and, as I broke the surface,
searched quickly around, trying to figure out which of those wandering
hands belonged to which of the guys.  I made it back to the shallow end and
stood, pretending to be completely unaware that all those hands had been
touching me...everywhere.  I stood, making sure I was in shallow enough
water so that my bikini top was clearly visible, the thin nylon clinging
to, outlining my now solid hard nipples. I just stood for a moment,
enjoying the way they were all staring at me, still trying to figure out
which of the hands had belonged to which guy.  Giving up, I grabbed two of
the baby basketballs, hoisting one in each hand. Turning slightly, I
flipped one of them casually toward the floating basket.  It went in!
Chuckling, I turned back to face the guys, hoisting the ball in my other
hand.  "OK guys," I purred suggestively, "which of you is ready to show me
what you've got?" I'm not sure any of them caught my intended double
meaning, so I just flipped the ball in their general direction, and turned
back, climbing out of the pool and going over to the chest to fetch a
couple more. I did my usual show of keeping my legs somewhat spread as I
bent far over, knowing for certain that all the guys would have their eyes
riveted to the thin strip of material hugging my pussy lips. I grabbed two
more balls and straightened, turning back toward the pool.  I flipped both
of them toward their little group and jumped back in. The next several
minutes were spent just horsing around, shooting at the basket, playing,
splashing about.  Again, several times I felt hands sliding across my
breasts, my butt, and on a couple of occasions, even lightly groping at my
pussy.  What a turn on! I was really enjoying this, not just being the
center of the guys' attention, but it seemed like every time I tossed one
of the balls in the direction of the basket, it went in!  I don't think I
missed one shot in the next ten or fifteen minutes! The beer was flowing
freely, the guys getting agitated as they weren't faring too well at
shooting the balls.  (Maybe I had their attention distracted?).  After a
few more minutes, poor Scott, (who I don't think had made one single shot),
sighed resignedly and announced, "Sorry guys...think it's break time for
me." I watched him out of the corner of my eye as he made his way to the
steps in the shallow end and climbed out of the pool.  My eyes were glued
to his butt as he made his way over to one of the patio tables in the
corner under the overhand.  I realized as I watched him that he had a
pretty nice body...slim...muscular...nice legs...nice butt.  (What I could
tell from his somewhat baggy suimsuit.) He plopped down in the chair in the
corner and I turned my attentioon back to the pool...and the rest of the
penises...er...guys. We splashed and played around for a few more minutes,
and it seemed like the hands on my body were getting more and more
frequent...and more and more intimate.  I felt one reach up between my legs
from behind and give my pussy a quick squeeze. I took a few more shots,
still making almost every one I tried, and decided it was time to move this
party on.  I plotted my next move. I was standing there, looking at Scott
looking dejected sitting in the corner.  I was forming a plan as I felt
Michael brush up against my side.  I could actually feel his penis pressing
against my thigh.  He was handing me one of the balls as he smirked, "Don't
tell me you're gonna bail out on us too!" I took the ball from his hand,
and then, feeling really impetuous, reached down into the water and groped
the front of his swimsuit, giving his penis a quick squeeze.  I lowered my
hand further, cupping his balls, as I replied, "Don't worry.  I'll be
back." As I gently kneaded his balls, I added suggestively, "And maybe
later we can find out if your aim is better with these balls?" That comment
gave me a great idea for an opening line, and I removed my hand from the
front of Michael's suit, turning and heading toward the steps in the
shallow end. I climbed out of the pool, grabbing a towel, and headed toward
the table where Scott was sitting.  I made a show of drying myself, making
sure the towel against my breasts had my nipples standing up straight and
hard, obvious through the slinky nylon covering them, and, as I approached
the table, suggestively ran it down my stomach, spreading my legs somewhat
as I lewdly exagerrated the motion of rubbing the towel up and down the
tiny triangle of nylon molded tightly against my pussy. Scott's eyes were
glued to me as I approached the table.  I draped the towel over the chair
across from him, "accidently" placing it so that it would provide a kind of
a privacy screen between the guys in the pool and the chair he was in. "You
know sir," I began in a light conversational tone, "for a small fee, I
could probably teach you how to shoot those balls through the basket."
"Kiss my ass," he chuckled, good naturedly. "Yeah, wouldn't you just love
that!" I replied quickly.  "You should be so lucky." I paused, just looking
at him for a moment.  He looked at me, a kind of quizzical expression on
his face, trying to figure out what I meant by my last comment. After a
brief pause, he regained his bravado and chuckled again.  "Well, anytime,
anyplace, chickie, you just say the word." He looked right at me, almost
daring me to respond. I stared right back at him for a second, and then,
placing one hand jauntily on my hip, said in a mock stern voice, "You do
understand sir, that in order for me to comply with your request, you would
first have to stand and remove your swim trunks." I stood there staring
into his eyes, daring him right back in return.  I wasn't breathing, my
heart was pounding, wondering what his response would be. He just looked at
me for several long seconds, and then a sly grin broke out on his face.  He
stood, hooking his fingers in the elastic waistband of his trunks.  He gave
a slight tug and pushed them down off his hips.  My gaze immediately went
to his penis...it was beautiful...so sexy...I wanted...wanted... After
standing there staring at me for a moment, he finally managed to snicker,
"Your move, chickie." I lifted my eyes from his penis to his face, and he
just stood there, looking at me...daring me.  My gaze dropped back down
between his legs, and I thought, (or maybe just hoped), I saw a slight
twitch. I cast a quick glimpse back over my shoulder, and after assuring
myself that the guys in the pool were totally ignoring us, moved quickly
around the table to stand behind him.  I hooked my fingers in his trunks
and lowered them to his ankles.  Stooping down, I pulled first one foot,
then the other, out of them, and cast them away to the side.  I grabbed
both his ankles and spread them well apart. I sttod quickly and reached for
his hands, placing them on the patio table in front of him.  I pushed his
shoulders forward, more and more, until he was kind of half leaning over,
half laying on the patio table.  I grabbed one of the cushions off the
adjacent chair and dropped it onto the deck right behind him. I quickly
knelt on the cushion and ran my hands up his firm, muscualr thights.  My
hands reached his butt, and I gripped one of his cheeks in each.  They were
so tight!  So hard!  I kneaded and squeezed for a minute, my eyes gazing at
the twin globes. I gripped his cheeks tightly in my hands and spread them
far apart. There it was! His little tight back hole, staring straight at
me...inches away. My eyes remained riveted on his tiny opening as I ran my
tongue suggestively up the back of his thigh, then back down the other.  I
felt his legs tense as I repeated the motion a few more times. I dropped my
eyes and could see his balls hanging down between his spread legs.  I
abandoned his thighs and started licking gently all around his sac.  He
shuddered. I continued washing his balls with my tongue for several more
moments, then went back to his thighs.  He tensed again as I moved higher
and higher and started licking up his cheeks, first one, then the other. I
pushed my tongue out and gently licked up and down the top of his crack.  I
moved back to his balls and lavished them again...back to the top of his
crack...back to his balls. His tiny hole seemed to be talking to
me...begging for attention.  His hips began a swaying rocking motion as he
seemed to be trying to position himself to get my tongue where he wanted
it. I continued my tease, the tip of my tongue coming ever so close to his
little opening.  I curled my tongue and ever so lightly barely touched the
tip against his hole.  He jerked. I quickly moved back to his balls,
licking hungrily.  His hips were rocking now. I spread his cheeks even
further and my tongue began a long, slow, up and down movement the entire
length od his crack.  Every time the tip of my tongue would touch his tiny
hole, he would jerk.  I continued this for several moments, then curled my
tongue again, pushing the tip against his opening.  I tongued, probed,
licked, pushed.  I wondered if I could get a little bit of my tongue
actually up inside of him. His hips were humping back against my mouth.  It
seemed like they were trying to get my tongue inside of him as much as I
was. I continued this delicious feast for a few more minutes, until the
rocking of his hips became so harsh I decided it was time to move forward.
I removed my tongue from his butt and stood, leaning forward and grasping
both of his wrists.  I pulled his hands behind him and placed them on his
cheeks. "Hold yourself open," I hissed, as I knelt again. He immediately
spread himself, and my eyes were again riveted to his tiny back door.  I
curled my tongue, pushing it up against his hole as firmly as I could,
trying to penetrate.  It didn't really taste like anything, I decided,
except...maybe...a guy! I continued probing his hole with my tongue as I
reached one hand up between his legs and grasped his penis.  It was already
kind of swelling and growing and in a matter of seconds was hard and
throbbing.  I squeezed it and began stroking as I continued trying to push
my curled tongue in and out of his little hole. I pushed my other hand down
inside my bikini bottoms and pushed one finger up inside me, swirling it
until it was wet with my juices.  I pulled it out and, pulling my face away
from his butt, pushed the tip of my wet finger against his channel. I
continued stroking his throbbing penis as I pushed my wet finger a little
bit up inside of him.  He gasped.  His back opening clamped down around my
fingertip as I began wiggling it about, relishing the sight of my fingertip
disappearing up inside of him. I stroked his penis faster and I could hear
his breathing become raspy, his hips bucking madly. I stopped both
movements abruptly, and pulling my finger from his back hole, grabbed his
hips and turned him to face me. Still kneeling on the chair cuchion, his
throbbing penis was now only inches in front of my face.  I reached one
hand back down into my bikini bottoms, again pushing a finger deep up
inside of me.  I twirled it around for a moment, then pulled my hand back
out of my bottoms. Reaching between his legs, I cupped his balls in the
palm of my hand, and extended the freshly drenched finger, pushing the tip
up inside his back opening.  He jerked again as I reached up, grasping his
penis in a loose fist in my other hand, beginning a slow, rhythmic stroking
motion. I saw a drop of his cream form at the tip of his tiny pee slit, and
this time, couldn't resist. I pushed my tongue between my lips and leaned
forward suggestively. I paused for just a moment, savoring the
anticipation, then leaned forward and collected the tiny droplet on the tip
of my tongue.  "Salt", I thought again to myself. I leaned forward further
and began probing his tiny hole with the tip of my tongue, continuing
stroking his penis as I began swirling my tongue all around the head of his
throbbing hard on. His hips were starting to buck against me as I wiggled
the tip of my finger in his little back channel. I parted my lips and
pulled the swollen head inside my mouth, my tongue swirling, while my hand
continued stroking up and down his shaft.  I pushed my finger a little
further into his back hole, while pushing my mouth forward, drawing more of
his penis inside. I began a gentle sucking motion as I pushed further
still. When my lips came in contact with the fingers wrapped around his
shaft, I removed my hand and pushed forward again, drawing more of his
throbbing organ into the cavity of my mouth. I felt the head brushing
against the roof of my mouth as I continued drawing more and more of him
into me.  I pushed my finger further into his tiny back door and pushed my
face even further forward, feeling the head of his penis start to enter my
throat. I started to gag and paused, remembering my experience with the
carrot...the gagging as I had tried to push it all the way inside my mouth
and down into my throat.  I froze, fighting the gagging sensation, and
waited.  My finger was still wiggling in his back side, and my tongue was
still lavishing all around his throbbing penis as I waited patiently for my
throat to relax and accept the welcome intruder. I moved my free hand back
down inside my bikini bottoms and began stroking up and down my slit as I
pushed my mouth a little further, feeling his engorged head move past the
back of my mouth and into my throat. I pushed one, then two fingers, up
inside me as I pushed my mouth forward a bit more, feeling my lips brush
against his wiry pubic hair. "Oh my God!" I thought, "I've got the whole
thing inside my mouth!" I just held that position for a moment, my lips
buried in his hair, the entire length of his throbbing penis in my mouth
and throat, and removed my fingers from my sopping channel, beginning a
slow circular motion around my aroused hard clit, torturing the little
magic button. I pulled my head back, releasing the shaft of his organ,
until just the head remained in my mouth.  I tasted another little drop of
salt, and knew another droplet of his cream had made its way to the tip of
his tiny pee hole. I pushed forward again, slowly engulfing more and more
of him until I again felt my lips brush his hair.  I pulled my head back
again, leaving only his head between my lips, and stopped there for a
moment, running my tongue furiously all over and around his penis tip,
probing again at his tiny pee hole. The fingers on my clit were moving
faster now, and I pushed my finger deeper inside his back opening, wiggling
furiously. I began a slow motion, taking his penis all the way into my
mouth and throat, then slowly withdrawing until only the head remained. 
The fingers on both of my hands were moving faster and I felt the beginning
of another orgasm approaching as my head fell into a steady rythm, my lips
moving back and forth on his throbbing hard on.  After several of these in
and out motions, the gagging sensation in my throat disappeared, and I
found that I really liked the sensation of his penis filling not only my
mouth, but trying to get deeper into my throat. As the finger movements on
my clit started moving faster still, I pushed the finger in his little back
hole all the way in, wiggling it around, and heard him start moaning.  His
hips were rocking steadily against my eager mouth, forcing himself into me,
and the palm cupping his balls felt them twitch, then start to tighten and
contract.  I knew he was close. My clit was on fire as I felt my own orgasm
start to build, my finger now flying furiously.  I could feel his penis
throbbing.  I moved my head back and forth faster and faster, tightening my
lips around his shaft as I felt the first beginning waves of my own come
start to overtake me. I felt his penis twitch, and jammed my face all the
way forward, mashing my lips against his pubic hair.  I felt the head of
him plunge into my throat...and jerk. I felt him squirt.  I could feel his
hot cream shooting straight down my throat as he spasmed once, twice, a
third time.  His tiny back hole clamped down tightly on my invading finger.
My fingertip was wildly mauling my clit...I was so close. The squirting
stopped, and he seemed frozen.  The head of his penis was still lodged in
my throat as he let out a long sigh. His body went limp as my finger tried
desperately to get me over the edge, my own hips rocking and bucking,
wanting to...needing to...come. He began to soften in my mouth and I got
even more frantic.  Mashing my fingertip against my clit, I pummeled it. 
Almost...so close...not yet...almost there... He pulled his penis out of my
mouth. He leaned back against the table, still breathing heavily, his chest
heaving.  I looked up at him, wondering if the frustration I felt was
apparent in my eyes. I pulled my finger out of his tight little back hole,
and gave up mauling my clit...this was just apparently not my time. I
looked up at him, disappointed and frustrated at the same time.
"Disappointed?" I thought to myself. Frustrated...definitely.  But
disappointed? Then it hit me.  I had made a big mistake.  When I had felt
him start to come, I had jammed my mouth down over the entire length of his
penis, burying the head deep in my throat.  When he came and squirted, he
had shot it straight down my throat, not into my mouth.  I never got to
taste him. "Well," I thought to myself, "A lesson learned...I won't make
the same mistake the next time..." My mood brightened immediately as I
realized that this party was just starting to warm up...

   Chapter 14

   I left him leaning against the patio table, and moved through the door
into the pool bath.  I still hadn't come, and my pussy and clit felt like
they were on fire. I lifted the lid to the toilet, tugging down my bikini
bottom, and seated myself quickly.  My hand was immediately between my
legs, rubbing circles around my engorged clit.  My breathing became raspy
as I felt the tremors start to build.  I had been so close...outside...just
moments ago...that it was only a matter of moments until I felt myself
right back on the brink. My clit felt like it was going to explode as I
felt the juices start to actually run and drip out my pussy.  My chest was
heaving as I felt the first waves... The door opened... Eric was halfway
through the door before he caught sight of me, sitting on the toilet, legs
spread wide, my hand...my fingers,,,flying furiously over my engorged clit.
He froze...his jaw dropped...his eyes went down to stare between my wide
spread legs, and the sight of my fingers...working...my pussy. I froze...so
close to coming...part of me was embarassed...part didn't care.  I just
wanted to...needed to...come. "Close the door," I hissed.  My fingertips
were still trying to get me over the edge as he closed the door behind him
and stepped timidly inside. "Get over here," I rasped, hooking the fingers
of my free hand inside the elastic of his trunks as he approached.  I gave
them a quick tug down and my eyes became riveted to his penis as it came
into view. My chest was heaving, my breath panting as my finger kept
trying...desperately...to get my clit to respond...and come. I grabbed his
penis in a tight fist and immediately shoved the head into my mouth.  My
tongue swirled all around the head and I felt him quickly start to
respond...to grow...to swell...to harden.  I locked the index finger and
thumb of my hand against my lips and started moving both my hand and my
mouth up and down the length of his growing hard on.  My nostrils were
flaring, trying to suck air through my nose.  My hand and mouth were flying
up and down his penis...God I was so close! I felt his penis start to
twitch as his hips started humping against my face.  I knew he was close
and was determined I wasn't going to repeat my earlier mistake.  Keeping my
fist wrapped around the base of his shaft, I sucked against the head in my
mouth, swirling my tongue wildly around and around the smooth skin.  I
probed at his tiny pee hole, waiting for the flow of his cream. My own hips
were bucking furiously against my finger, trying so hard to get me over the
edge...I felt him stiffen...and jerk. I felt him squirt...his thick cream
splashing against the roof of my mouth.  He squirted again...and again.
Salt! I could taste it!  I could feel it filling my mouth...coating my
tongue...dribbling out between the corners of my lips.  I swallowed
hungrily...and he squirted again.  I was in heaven...the first time a guy
had actually shot in my mouth.  It tasted wonderful...I loved it.  I
swallowed greedily. My tongue returned to his pee hole, searching for more.
I felt my own frustration grow as my finger continued mauling my clit...so
close... My nostrils were still flaring, trying desperately to suck air
into my heaving chest as I felt his penis start to soften. I didn't know
what to do! I could feel his hot cream on my chin where it had oozed out of
the corners of my mouth. I swirled my tongue again around the head of his
penis...wishing this wouldn't end...wishing beyond anything I could come!
He pulled his now soft penis out of my mouth and took half a step backward.
He just stood and stared at me, his face an expression of complete
disbelief as to what had just happened. I opened my mouth, gasping for air
as my finger continued its futile efforts to get me to heaven. After a few
more seconds, I gave up.  I pushed two of my fingers deep up inside my
sopping wet pussy, and then pulled them up to my mouth.  I looked him in
the eyes as I made a show of licking my honey, then inserting them into my
mouth and sucking. "Mmmmmm..." I purred. I pulled my fingers from my mouth
and used them to wipe his cream off my chin, my cheeks.  I looked straight
at him as I pushed them into my mouth, lewdly licking and sucking them
clean. "Much better," I whispered, "when I can taste them both together."
God I was so horny!  I wanted to...needed to...come so bad! His eyes kept
moving from my fingers and mouth down to my still spread pussy, and then
back up at my face again. His eyes were glazed, he still appeared in shock
as he finally stammed, "Michelle...that was unbelievable...but now...I
really...REALLY...need to pee." With a sudden flash of inspiration, I
spread my legs further, leaning back against the toilet tank.  I moved both
my hands down between my legs and used my fingertips to spread my
lips...wide. "Then here," I gasped.  "Pee here." "What?" he squawked, "you
want me to...pee..???" Spreading the top of my lips to expose the hood over
my clit, I murmured, "Here...right here...do it...squirt it...shoot it..."
I was gasping again as he grabbed his penis in one hand and moved closer,
aiming the head down between my wide spread legs. I gazed intently at the
tiny pee hole on the tip as he released his stream.  He adjusted his aim
quickly and I felt the hot stream pulsing against my clit. "Oh God!" I
thought.  Within seconds, the tremors began washing over me.  I felt my
orgasm build as I watched the golden stream shooting out of him.  It was
like a thousand tiny fingers...all trying to massage me at the same time.
My orgasm built and built, and I shuddered as I gasped, "That's it...there!
Oh God I'm coming...coming...COMING!" The last gasp was more like a
plaintive wail as I finally felt the blessed waves wash over me.  I rocked,
bucked, shuddered, gasped...tensed...jerked...and collapsed back. My eyes
were still on his penis as his stream ebbed...and stopped. As my breathing
returned to normal, I adjusted the position of my fingertips, spreading my
entire pussy as wide open as I could. "My turn," I breathed huskily,
releasing my own stream. His eyes were glued between my lewdly spread legs
as the golden jet spewed out of me.  When my flow finally slowed and
stopped, I grabbed a handful of tissue, looking him in the eyes as I slowly
and suggestively wiped myself. I reached out one hand, gently cupping his
balls, urging him closer.  I opened my lips and took his now soft penis
into my mouth, pushing until I felt my lips brushing against his pubic
hair. I held him inside me for several seconds, relishing...reliving...the
moment...the experience. I continued twirling my tongue around his
shaft...his head...searching for one last drop.  After a few moments of
this I realized that this encounter was probably over, and tried to think
of something sexy and witty to say to end it. I pulled his penis out of my
mouth and looked up at him.  His eyes still looked somehat vacant, the
expression on his face far away, I'm sure not believing what had just
happened. With a sudden thought, I leaned forward, grasping the swim trunks
bunched down at his ankles.  "I have an idea," I murmured, pulling his
trunks up past his knees.  "I think it would be a good idea if we pulled
these all the way back up before you went back outside." I gave him my best
sexy, naughty grin as I hitched his trunks up over his hips.  I couldn't
resist and grasped the front of his suit, giving his penis one last
squeeze. He grinned somewhat sheepishly as he turned and exited the
bathroom, and I quickly flushed the toilet, standing up and removing my
bikini the rest of the way.  I opened the glass door and hopped in the
shower stall, quickly washing and rinsing myself. As I was toweling dry, my
mind was already racing forward...wondering what the rest of this day was
going to bring. I put my bikini back on and exited the bathroom through the
sliding door connecting to my parents' bedroom.  There was no doubt in my
mind that within minutes every guy out back would know what had just
happened...guys are just like that...they like to talk. I left my parents'
room and kind of sauntered towards the kitchen, intentionally taking my
time, wanting to make sure "the story" got told before I went back out to
the pool. The doorbell rang just as I was passing the front entryway.  When
I opened the door, Keith and Gary, two more of Ricky's friends, were
standing there. "Hi guys," I gushed lightly.  "Come on in, the party's just
getting started. I felt a warm glow as I felt both of them staring at my
skimpy bikini, kind of mentally undressing me.  Turning to lead them, I
discreetly reached up in front of me and started pinching my nipples,
feeling them quickly grow big and hard. Gary was a pretty average guy, not
bad looking, but not really great looking either.  Keith, on the other
hand, was a fox.  I mean drop dead gorgeous.  Tall, wavy dark brown hair,
beautiful brown eyes...body like...well...like...to die for! My pussy
pulsed as I led them through the kitchen.  My mind was racing, trying to
come up with a plan...for Keith. I pointed to the sliding glass doors
leading out to the deck and announced, "Everybody's out back." I was really
trying to figure out a way to get Keith to linger for a minute...or
two...or more...as Gary made his way through the doors. I had just given up
when Keith said, "Got a bathroom I could use real quick?" Perfect! "Sure,"
I replied, pointing to the little half bath off the kitchen.  "Right
through that door." The second he disappeared I returned my fingers to my
nipples, twisting, tweaking, pinching.  God I wished my suit was wet so the
thin nylon would really hug my rapidly hardening nipples. I continued
pinching until I heard the toilet flush and the door open.  Dropping my
hands innocently to my sides, I felt a warm rush as his eyes immediately
dropped to my chest, staring holes through me as he entered the kitchen.
"Hang on a sec," I started, and then paused, pretending to be somewhat
flustered.  "There's something I gotta show you." I led him over to the
kitchen counter, then paused again, trying to make it sound like I was
stammering...unsure..."This is gonna sound really weird, but I really want
your honest opinion on something." He looked at me with a kind of quizzical
look in his eyes and said, "Well yeah, sure...what's up?" "I wanted you to
see this," I gushed, "I want your opinion." With a quick movement, I
dropped my bikini bottoms to my ankles, pulling one foot out of them.  I
lifted my leg and place my foot on the counter right in front of him, my
pussy now on wide open display. He froze, his jaw dropped, and his eyes
immediately left my chest and dropped to the lewd display between my open
legs. "Well?" I whispered, rocking my hips suggestively. He just stared. 
His mouth started moving, but no words were coming out. I dropped one hand
between my wide spread legs and began running my fingertips lightly up and
down my lips. "So what do you think?" I asked again. He still just stood
there...staring...not speaking...mouth agape. "I shaved it silly," I
murmured suggestively.  "Can't you see there's no hair left?" I continued
running my fingers up and down my lips as I added, "And I just wanted to
know if you think it looks sexy." He remained frozen, gawking at my lewd
display, and I pulled my foot back off the counter.  Reaching forward
quickly, I grasped the waist of his shorts and tugged them down.  "I showed
you mine, now you have to show me yours..." I purred. I pushed his shorts
down to his ankles, quickly kneeling in front of him and grasping his penis
in a loose fist.  God it was gorgeous! I began a stroking motion and could
feel him quickly start to swell and grow.  I leaned forward and blew
lightly.  He was starting to grow hard as I pushed my tongue between my
lips and probed at his tiny pee slit. He gasped and I could feel his legs
tense and I opened my mouth and took his pink head inside.  I swirled my
tongue all around the shaft as I took him deeper and deeper.  I felt the
head push into my throat, and briefly fought the gagging sensation.  As
soon as it passed, I pushed my face further still, swallowing more of him,
until I felt his coarse pubic hair tickling my lips. I had one hand down
between my legs, flying over my engorged clit, as I held his swelling penis
all the way inside mouth and throat for a moment, then began a steady in
and out movement.  I pushed one finger up inside of me as I locked my loose
fist against my lips and moved my hand and mouth as one, all the way
in...all the way out. His hips were bucking against my face as I speeded up
my motion.  I pulled my finger out of my drenched pussy and returned the
fingertip to my clit, flying over the enraged bud, wondering if I could
come again before he did.  I quicked my motions, eager to taste yet another
load of cream...of salf...of...guy! His hips began rocking faster and
faster.  I knew he was close as I gave up on my own pleasure and pulled my
hand from between my legs, reaching up to cup his balls.  I squezzed them
gently, in the same rythm as my fist and mouth flying up and down on his
throbbing penis.  I could feel his balls start to tighten and contract, and
felt his body freeze, then jerk. His hot cream filled my mouth.  I
swallowed greedily, wanting more.  He squirted a second, then a third time,
and this time I held it in my mouth, savoring the taste as it coated my
tongue, filling each little crevice in my mouth. My nostrils flared as I
tried to gulp air through my nose, anxious not to lose one single drop of
his precious cream. I felt him start to soften.  and, holding my lips
tightly against his shaft, slowly pulled his penis out of my mouth.  I
swirled his juice around and around a couple more times before finally
swallowing, and sighed...momentarily contented...even though I hadn't come.
He tasted so good!  Not as salty as before...just wonderful...sexy. He was
still staring at me in disbelief as I pulled his shorts back up over his
hips and straightened up, pulling my own bikini bottoms up my legs.  I
hitched them around my hips, adjusting the skimpy material as I looked at
him and purred, "You still haven't told me what you think of my shave
job..." He broke into a wide grin, chuckling as he turned and headed for
the door, and I waited until he was gone before I turned and exited the
kitchen the other way. I couldn't believe it!  I just had another penis in
my mouth!  Shooting in my mouth!  My mind was going crazy as I headed for
the stairs. The doorbell rang again and I quickly answered. 
There...finally...stood Jennifer...and...Lisa! "Hi," Jen gushed, "we just
got done shopping and I told Lisa I didn't think you would mind if she came
over with me." "Not at all," I replied, recovering quickly.  "Come on
in...party is just getting underway." Lisa is the third of our little
triangle, and although I'm not as close a friend with her as I am with Jen,
the three of us pretty form an inseparable trio. Of the three of us, Lisa
has the reputation as the wild one.  Where Jen and I both like to party,
(and Jen had recently become my first female lover), Lisa on the other hand
seemed to live to party.  Her reputation wasn't exactly that of a "slut",
but the guys were always lining up to take her out...and some of the
stories being told about her were really wild and crazy...things I was just
only now starting to experience...to fantasize about. "Did you bring your
suits?" I asked, leading them through the foyer. "Yeah, of course!" they
chimed, almost in unison. I led them up the stairs and into my room.  "you
can get changed in here," I announced.  "I'll go grab some towels." I
hurried down the hall to the lien clostet next to the bathroom and grabbed
a couple of over sized beach towels.  When I got back to my room, Jen was
already naked, Lisa was just starting to undress. My eyes roamed over Jen's
body as she rummaged through her small bag, extracting her bikini.  She was
kind of bent over the bed, and i could see the lips of her pussy peeking
between the backs of her thighs.  Memories of our night together flooded
through me, of us licking...tasting...each other...of her "toy"
collection...of that incredible orgasm...and I felt myself start to
,oisten. Although my eyes were glued to Jen's naked body, I noticed out of
the corner of my eye that Lisa was watching me, a kind of strnage
expression on her face. Lisa removed her bra and peeled off her shorts as
my eyes continued to wander all up and down Jen's naked figure.  Jen
straightened, bikini in hand, and turned, facing me.  My eyes were
immediately drawn between her legs...remembering her scent...her taste.
Lisa was still watching me...watching Jen...as she peeled down her panties.
She grabbed her own swim suit and walked over to me, stopping at y side. 
Slipping quickly into her skimpy binini, she boldly slid one hand down
inside my bikini bottoms, clutching my pussy.  I felt an immediate flood of
my juices as she whispered in my ear, "You look like you're ready to eat
her alive." She started teasing my clit with her fingertip as she turned to
Jen and announced, "Hey girl, I think somebody over here likes you!" My
pussy was responding to her caress as Jen looked at her and just kind of
smiled.  She gave me a slight wink as she pulled on her bikini bottoms. 
"Glad to hear at least somebody appreciates me," she chuckled. Lisa looked
back and forth between the two of us, a knowing grin suddenly appearing on
her face.  "And you mean I wasn't invited to the party?" she puted,
wiggling her hand in my bikini bottoms.  My juices were flowing freely now,
and i felt my clit start to harden. "Lisa, don't be greedy!  You know you
have to share," Jen admonished. That thought struck me like a thunderbolt!
Jen and Lisa?  Lisa and Jen?  No way! I felt a flash
of...of...of...maybe...jealousy?  Jen and Lisa? Jen finished adjusting her
suit and walked over to us.  Lisa's finger were racing around my pussy and
clit, and I was quickly losing control of my breathing.  Jen looked right
at Lisa's hand in my bottoms, and smirked as she pushed one of her own
hands down into Lisa's bikini.  Lisa gasped and caught her breath as i
could see Jen's hand start to flutter all around pussy.  Jen kind of looked
at both of us as she whispered in a hoarse voice, "We can play with these
anytime we want...but right now I think there's a bunch of guys out back.
Eyes locked and fingers swished for a few frozen moments, and then I felt
Lisa pulling her hand out of my bikini bottoms.  I watched as Jen did the
same, and we all just kind of stood there, looking at each other. "What the
hell just happened?" I though to myself. Lisa with her hand between my
legs...playing with my pussy...right in front of Jen!  Jen with her hand in
Lisa's bikini...obviously playing with her pussy...right in front of me!
What was I getting myself into??? Lisa finally broke the silence.  "As
usual Jen, you're right." She was smiling over her shoulder as she turned
toward the door.  "So girls," she smirked, "Let's go find us some cocks!"

   Chapter 15

   Lisa turned, heading toward the bedroom door, and I gasped.  Her bikini
bottom had no back to it!  Just a thin strip of material running yp between
her cheeks! "Lisa!" I squealed, "what in the hell are you wearing?" She
turned to look at me as she replied, "Huh?  What?" a puzzled expression of
her face. "Your suit," I gushed, "your butt...there's nothing there!" "Oh
this?" she replied hooking her fingers in the thin strings running around
her waist, "It's called a thong.  You can't wear them at any of the public
beaches, but I figured for a private party, it would be kinda cool." She
got kind of a weird grin on her face as she added, "Besides, I promise you
the guys will love it!" She turned quickly around, shoving her butt at us,
and bent way over, looking back at us between her spread legs.  "See what
the guys are gonna see?" I gasped again.  The thin strip of material
running down between her cheeks was skimpy enough that from this angle,
with her legs spread wide, her tiny back hole was partially visible on
either side of the skimpy string, and it was so thin that it actually
started to run up into her slit, the lips og her pussy visible on either
side before it flared out into the tiny triangle in front! "Trust me," she
giggled as she straightened back up, "there won't be any complaints from
the guys." She was adjusting the two tiny little patches barely covering
her nipples when Jen interjected, "Why all of a sudden do I feel like an
old den mother?" Without even thinking, I blurted "Do what I did." Jen
looked at me questioningly as she asked, "And that would be...?" I pulled
off my bikini top and turned it toward her.  "I cut out the lining.  Just
this little bit of nylon left." Jen looked at it for a second as Lisa drew
close and demanded," Let me see that!" They spent a couple of seconds
examining my handiwork before Lisa looked at me, smiling as she quipped,
"Looks like a great nipple show!" Warming up, I gushed, "It gets even
better...I cut the lining out of the bottoms too!" "You did what?" Jen
exclaimed.  "You might just as well go out there in a pair of panties!" I
chuckled as I reminded her of my "session" with Jeff. "Well maybe I should
just go naked," Jen giggled, "that would show you both up!" Lisa smirked as
she replied, "I'm sure we'll get around to that...eventually...but for
right now...let's go check out the guys...the COCKS!"

   We had a pretty attentive audience as we emerged through the sliding
glass doors.  Lisa was being...well...Lisa...as she exagerrated the sway of
her butt, walking over to the patio table and depositing her towel.  She
kicked off her sandals and then bent way over to retrieve them,
deliberately making sure her butt, her spread legs, and the view in between
were aimed directed at the guys in the pool.  I couldn't believe it, when,
still in her bent over position, she reached a hand up between her legs and
pretended to fidget with the thin strip of material covering (almost) her
slit.  She wiggled it about for a moment, and anybody watching was catching
glimpses of her slit as she "adjusted" it. "This is going to get really
crazy really quick," I thought to myself as I hollared, "Who's ready for a
beer?" Lisa was at my side before all the guys could even say yes, and had
a beer open within a second.  I just looked as she tipped the can and
guzzled the whole thing!  In seconds! She was already reaching for another
as I grabbed a six pack and distributed the cold cans to the guys.  Jen
took one, sipping slowly, as she watched Lisa "attacking" her second one
with obvious relish. I grabbed and opened a can and walked to the edge of
the pool, depositing it carefully on the edge right above my "magic water
jet".  I leaped in and turned, shouting to the other two, "What are you,
afraid of getting wet?" Jen and Lisa just smiled in return, walking to the
edge of the pool and setting their beers on the side.  Jen jumped in the
water, but Lisa lingered, picking her beer back up and downing the rest of
this one too. She went ot the fridge and opened another, drinking deeply
before setting it down on the edge of the deck and heading for the slide.
All the guys had their eyes on her as she swayed her almost naked butt in a
lewd motion. She climbed the steps and paused at the top.  She waited until
she made sure she had all the guys' attention before she fiddled with her
top, adjusting the tiny patches of material.  It came as no surprise to me
that in the the process, she "accidentally" uncovered one of her nipples.
She was looking at all the guys as she gave a slight tug to the tiny
tringle of her bottom.  The skimpy material rode up into her slit, showing
the sides of her lips, as she spread her legs and squealed, "Here we go!"
She flew down the slide, hitting the water with a loud splash, and was
immediately surrounded by guys.  She rose to the surface, sputtering, as
eager male hands reached ou to "assist" her.  Her tiny bikini top was in
disarray, exposing one of her breasts completely.  The guys were openly
staring as they all made their way to the shallow end.  Lisa turned toward
the side of the pool, grabbing her beer and finishing it with several long
gulps.  She turned back to the guys, her breast still fully exposed. She
finally noticed that all the guys were staring at her chest, and looking
down, smiled as she whispered in a sexy voice, "Looks like I almost lost
something." She adjusted her top and moved toward the steps.  "Who's ready
for another beer?" she shouted. She again exaggerated the sway of her butt
as she made her way to the refrigerator.  I couls see all the guys staring
at her...watching her every move...and i was feeling...jealous? Lisa
cracked another beer of her own, drinking deeply before setting it down on
the edge of the deck...right next to mine...right on top of...my magic
water jet. Jen and I were standing together at the edge of the pool as Lisa
jumped back in.  Jen leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I think Lisa's
getting tipsy." We watched as she waded back to the circle of guys.  She
grabbed two of the balls, turning and tossing them at the basket.  They
both missed by a mile, one even going over the top and out of the pool. Jen
and I were still standing together, leaning against the edge of the pool as
Lisa made her way up the steps and out of the water.  She again "hitched
up" her bottoms, drawing the thin strip of material up between her lips. 
She grabbed the errant ball and tossed it back in the pool, jumping back in
after it.  The guys all still had their eyes on Lisa as I felt one of Jen's
hands slide across my back, and then down, clutching, kneading, squeezing
one of my cheeks under the water. Mybe it was all the beer I'd already
consumed, or maybe I was just getting horny again, but it felt wonderful.
And I kind of parted my legs...hoping... "I think sh'e about to heat this
party up," she whispered in my ear, taking another sip of her beer. I
couldn't believe this!  Jen was standing there ever so casually, like
nothing was happening!  But her hand was wandering all over my butt.  I
suppressed a slight gasp as I felt her snake it up between my legs and
grasp my pussy!  Right there in the pool!  With everybody all around! She
started squeezing me, massaging me, under the water, and I could feel
myself start to moisten. "But Jen," I gasped quietly, "what about the
guys?" "Let's see what Lisa does," she murmured, still caressing me. My
pussy was responding, getting wetter, as Lisa made her way over to the
circle of guys and announced gaily, "Who cares about the damn basket
anyway?" She reached one hand down into the water and groped at the front
of Gary's suit.  "I like these balls better." He just stared at her,
frozen, as she turned and waded back toward us.  "Hey girls," she shrieked,
"who's ready for some cock fights?" "What?" I squawked, incredulously.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Jen added as she quickly removed her
hand from between my legs. "Come on, I'll show you," Lisa answered gaily,
heading back towards Gary.  She grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him
back over toward us.  When she had approached to within a few feet, she
stopped, turning to face him.  "Scrunch down in the water," she instructed.
As he complied, she moved quickly around behind him and kind of hopped,
climbed, slid up onto his shoulders.  "Grab my hands and stand up," she
squealed.  He stood with Lisa perched on this shoulders, her pussy pressed
tightly against the back of his neck, her legs dangling down the front of
his chest.  "Now grab my thighs and hold on," she instructed. He did as she
asked, and she started a really wicked, obscene show, grinding her pussy
lewdly all around the back of his neck.  "Pick your mount girls," Lisa
giggled, obviously enjoying herself.  She continued her gyrations against
the back of Gary's neck, and I felt a flush in my own pussy, wondering if
Lisa's clit was getting hard...all that "massaging". I waded over and
grabbed Michael's arm.  "Ready to play?" I whispered suggestively.  He just
grinned as he let me lead him back into the shallow water.  He lowered
himself into the water and I clambered up on his shoulders, as I had seen
Lisa do.  It took me a few minutes to get situated and balanced, and I took
the chance to kind of rub my pussy around the back of his neck. What a turn
on! In this position, my clit was pressed tightly against his skin, and
every little movement sent a delightful little spark through me.  I
continued fidgeting, apprearing to be trying to get sitauated and balanced,
but in reality basking in the wonderful rushes moving through me as I
massaged my clit against the back of his neck.  This was so perfect!  It
looked so innocent...but I could feel myself start to get wet all over
again. We turned just as Jen finished climbing up on Tommy.  I notcied she
too had a kind of a sly smirk on her face as she squirmed around on his
shoulders.  She finally looked at me, grinning broadly as she winked. "So
now what?" she asked Lisa. "The idea is to try to stay on top of your guy,
while you try to knock the other two off of theirs," she replied.  "No hair
pulling...you just have to kind of wrestle," she added. "So how did you
come up with the name cock fight?" I asked mischievously, winking at Jen.
"You'll find out after a few more beers!" Lisa shouted gaily. Jen and I
just looked at each other as the guys we were perched on started moving
closer to each other. Michael's hands were clasped tightly on my thighs,
and I was squirming around on his shoulders, trying to rub my pussy...my
clit...against the back of his neck...without being too obvious.  When I
looked again at Jen, it appeared she was trying to do the same thing.  I
wondered if the guys had any idea what was going throught our minds...or
our pussies!  Lisa was humping Gary's neck wildly...her motions very
obvious. We got closer, arms outstretched, the guys tightly grasping our
legs, and reached for each other. Pushing and shoving, tugging ensued, but
I was having trouble concentrating on the contest as the sensations washing
through my pussy were becoming more and more insistent.  Every move...every
sway...every twist and turn...rubbed my hard bud against Michael's neck.  I
could feel myself getting really turned on...wet.  I knew I was soaked from
the pool but wondered if he would be able to feel the heat of the new wet
spot mashing against the back of his neck. Lisa and I grabbed each other's
shoulders and were rocking each other, trying to knock each other off. 
Maybe I was too focused on Lisa, maybe I was focused on the delicious
sensations rushing through my pussy...but I was distracted. I felt a hand
on my shoulder and a tug from the back.  Completely not expecting that, I
quickly lost my balance and toppled off Michael's shoulders and into the
water. Sputtering, I returned to the surface to find Jen grinning and Lisa
shrieking in delight. "You lost, girl...you're first!" Lisa laughed. "What
do you mean first?" I asked, wiping water from my eyes. "You gotta go
topless!" Lisa giggled. "What?" I gasped. "Rules are rules..." Lisa
responded.  "Loser has to lose their top." The guys were all clapping,
hooting, whistling...waiting.  Maybe it was the beer...maybe it was just
having spent several minutes rubbing my pussy and clit against the back of
Michael's neck...maybe it was... "What the hell," I announced, and peeled
my top off over my head.  I tossed it to the edge of the deck and basked in
delight as all the guys' eyes were immediately glued to my chest. I took a
quick glance down and was pleased to see that my nipples were hard as rock
and standing tall...straight up and proud. I let the guys feast their eyes
for another moment or two and then asked, "So are we ready to go again?"
Hearing two afirmatives, I quickly jumped back up on Michael's shoulders,
again savoring the feeling as I ground my pussy against him. Lisa got Jen
this time, and in a few more seconds, Jen had also discarded her top.  We
got ready for the next round, Jen and myslef with our naked breasts
jiggling, nipples up hard.  The guys were jsut staring and I think maybe I
was feeling a little jealous because the guys were now trying to look at
both of us.  The third round started quickly. Lisa got me this time, and I
was kind of stunned when she announced, "Well we know who gets to go
bottomless first!" I stood frozen for a moment, not sure about this.  But
then again, maybe it was the beer.  I was standing in waist high water as
Jen approached and tugged my bottoms down.  I pulled them down my legs and
off my feet, tossing them to the edge of the deck as I announced, "Let's
go! I'm gonna get you this time!" The guys were all staring at me, trying
to see down through the water and catch sight of my naked pussy.  I felt a
real rush realizing that the only thing keeping me from being completely
exposed was the few inches of pool water.  I was giggling inside as I
watched the guys all trying to get a better position for a better look. I
was trying to think of a way to put on a show while still pretending to be
innocent as I clambered back up onto Michael's shoulders.  I was squirming
again, relishing the delicious feelings as Jen climbed back up onto Tommy.
Squaring off to face each other again, my breasts were in plain view to
everybody, and now that my bottoms were off, my naked pussy and clit were
pushed directly against Michael's skin.  I wiggled, twisted, squirmed,
luxuriating in the wonderful rushes flowing through me. We approached each
other agin, Jen and myslef both with our naked breasts bobbing and weaving
in plain sight...nipples hard and erect. I think Tommy lost his footing, or
slipped...or maybe just wanted to see Jen bottomless, because I had barely
grabbed her shoulder when they both went down, dropping underneath the
water. When they surfaced, Lisa was still sitting atop Gary, a triumphant
smile on her face. "Your turn to get naked!" she squealed at Jen. Jen
looked at me for a second before she reached down into the water.  A moment
later, her hand reappeared, her bikini bottoms crunched into a small ball.
The guys were all trying to look down at her through the water as I moved
over to the side of the pool, grabbing my beer and taking a hugh gulp as
Jen tossed them to the edge of the deck, announcing lightly, "So tell us,
Queen Lisa...your Majesty...what happens now?" Lisa hopped down off Gary's
shoulders and made her way to the side of the pool.  She was taking another
long pull off her beer when brother Ricky interrupted. "At least one of us
better go see about some food before everybody ends up trashed." He made
his way to the shallow end and was starting to climb up the steps out of
the water when Lisa announced, "You two losers gotta go sit on the edge of
the deck, legs open, and show the guys what you've been hiding under the
water." Brother Ricky froze at that moment.  I looked at Jen, she looked at
me.  I knew Ricky had seen my pussy, (close up...in fact...he had tasted
it), but he had never seen Jen's.  (I don't think) He paused, waiting to
see what would happen next. Lisa took another long pull off her beer and
headed over toward us.  She grabbed our wrists and led us to the shallow
end. She patted the deck at the edge of the pool and announced, "OK
girls...plop your butts right up here...let the guys see what they've been
missing." I didn't think it was time to tell about all my earlier exploits
that day, so I just looked at Jen and shrugged. We hopped up on the edge of
the deck and leaned back, resting on our hands.  Our feet were dangling in
the water as six guys were immediately in a small semi circle right in
front of us...staring. Our legs weren't crossed, they were open a little
bit, and the guys seemed to be trying to stare holes right up into us. Lisa
broke throught the circle of guys and admonished, "Not like that!  You
gotta show something!" She approached me and grabbed my ankles, propping my
feet up on the side of the deck, pushing my knees back until they were
squished against my breasts.  She did the same with Jen, and then spread
her knees wide apart.  She returned to me and did the same. "Oh my God!" I
was thinking to myself.  In this position, we were...we were...open! With
my knees back against my chest and spread far apart, I knew the guys in
front of us could see everything...everything...probably even my little
back hole! I looked over at Jen...she just looked at me. We sat there,
lewdly displayed, everything in clear view as the guys tried to draw
closer. A couple of them dropped hands down into the water and I could only
imagine what they were doing with their penises while they enjoyed our
wicked display. I was vaguely aware of Ricky getting back in the pool and
making his way into the circle, his eyes drawn to the naked pussy between
Jen's legs. "That's better," Lisa announced to the world.  "Now use your
fingers and open up!" "What?" I shrieked in disbelief. "You heard me," she
responded.  "Open that thing and give the guys a really good look." I knew
the beer was getting to me as my hesitation vanished and I reached one hand
down between my legs, using my fingertips to spread my lips wide.  I
glanced over at Jen and saw her doing the same.  We just looked at each
other as Lisa blurted out, "Well, guys, think it's only fair that if
they're bottomless, you should be bottomless too!" Without waiting for a
reply, she reached over and grabbed Michael's suit, yanking it down his
legs.  She grabbed at Tommy next, doing the same thing. "What's the matter
guys?...Shy or something?" she giggled. The guys all looked at her, then at
each other, and then slowly, one by one, reached into the water and pulled
down their trunks.  Somewhat sheepishly, they held them up, and then tossed
them over the edge of the deck. "Much better!" Lisa crowed, "Now we can
have some fun!" She waded into the group of guys and started reaching down
into the water.  I was staring as I realized she was touching, fondling,
grabbing, maybe even stroking all those penises.  I was quickly getting
really jealous! Lisa turned and came back toward us.  "You know I think the
guys would like it a whole bunch better if you two held each other
open...got my drift?" My jaw gaped as I stared at her.  Here we were,
sitting on the edge, legs up and spread wide, pussies on open display,
holding our lips open with our fingers while the guys stared. "Don't act so
sweet and innocent," she admonished, "you two know damn well what I'm
talking about...or do I need to make it clearer?" Lisa moved in front of
me, grasping the wrist of the hand on my pussy and pulled it away.  She
pushed it down between Jen's legs even as she grabbed Jen's wrist and
pushed her down onto my pussy. I looked at Jen...she looked at me. "Now
open up girls..." Lisa giggles. I tentatively used my fingertips to spread
Jen's lips, and felt her doing the same to me.  God this was so
unbelievable! The guys were frozen, staring, and I thought their eyes were
going to pop right out of their heads.  At the same time, I felt kind of a
warm rush flow through me.  Not sure if it was the audience...or Jen's
fingers...or both. "Move your fingers," Lisa urged, "give the guys
something to watch while I'm busy." "Busy?" Jen blurted out. "Yeah, busy,"
Lisa replied as she moved back over to Gary.  "I gotta take care of my
champion stud...er...steed." I felt Jen's fingers start to move around my
lips and felt myself getting wetter.  I started moving my own fingers
against her smooth skin as I watched Lisa grab Gary's penis, leading him
over to the steps.  She pushed him up onto the second one until his waist,
hips, and penis were clear of the water.. Lisa wrapped one hand into a fist
around his penis and quickly pushed the head into her mouth.  Both her hand
and her mouth began stroking up and down his shaft.  Even from where I was
sitting, I could see him start to swell and harden, and I felt a sudden
rush through my pussy.  Without even thinking abou it, my fingers started
moving faster against Jen's warm lips. I felt her fingers moving against
mine as we watched Lisa's head bob back and forth along Gary's now rock
hard penis.  My clit was getting hard and my juices were flowing as Gary
started bucking his hips against Lisa's face.  I pushed a finger up inside
of Jen and felt her do the same to my sopping channel inreturn as we
watched, mesmerized, at the sight of Lisa sucking on Gary's penis...right
in front of everybody!  Lisa had dropped one of her hands down into the
water, inside her bikini bottoms, and I could tell from her arm movements
that she was mashing her own clit. The rest of the guys seemed to be trying
to divide their attention beatween me and Jen, with our legs up and our
wide open pussies on display, and Lisa and Gary next to us when Gary all of
a sudden twitched, and then his body froze. Lisa jammed her mouth all the
way down on his penis and held him...all the way inside her mouth.  I could
tell he was squirting from the way his body was jerking.  He said
nothing...just grunted and then moaned. Jen's fingers were now flying
furiously around my pussy...I could feel an orgasm approaching, and sppeded
up my own finger movements in her wet channel. I could see Lisa's adam's
apple bob up and down a couple of times as she swallowed, then straightened
and stood.  Wiping the little bit of Gary's cream that had oozed out around
the corners of her mouth, she quickly stuck her fingers between her lips,
making a slurping sucking moise, then grinned as she announced, "God I just
love winning!"

   Chapter 16

   Hi...Michelle again.  Thought I'd take a quick time out and reintroduce
myself to anybody that hasn't read any of the prior chapters. Today, I am
thirty three years old, but telling stories from when I was just turning
fifteen, getting ready to start my freshman year in high school I'd been
touching myself for over a year, but it had only been the past couple weeks
that I started to really awaken and discover guys...and penises...and sex.
I'm a hopeless exhibitionist, still believing that there was something
magical about me...something that could turn guys on and make them get hard
just by looking at me...my body...not yet realizing that that's just the
way guys my age were. Following is a continuation of my brother Ricky's
pool party...a day I will never forget as long as I live.  It was the
Saturday before school was to start...last weekend of the summer. He had
invited a bunch of his buddies over for the day, and I had invited my best
friend Jennifer, who had showed up bringing Lisa along, a mutual
firend...the third of our trio. The beer had been flowing freely...and I
think both Jen and myself were a little bit tipsy. Lisa was already well on
her way to being totally trashed...

   The Pool Party - Part Six

   I couldn' t believe it!  Lisa had just sucked Gary's penis!  Right there
in front of all of us! She was still wiping the last few drops of his cream
from the corners of her mouth as she made her way back into the water and
started toward us, a huge grin on her face. I hadn't realized it, but my
fingertips were still massaging Jen's pussy lips, and hers were still
playing with my clit as Lisa approached. Jen and I looked at each other,
somewhat sheepishly, and withdrew our hands (reluctantly?) from each
other's wet folds and sat up, closing our legs and dangling our feet again
in the water. "That was fun!" Lisa announced, "What's next?" I slid down
into the water as I responded, "You tell us.  You seem to be the one with
all the fun games." Lisa paused and let out a small belch, looking around.
The guys were all clustered around her, even though Jen and I were the two
that were naked, and Lisa still had her bikini on. Brother Ricky saved the
day as he called out from the corner of the pool, "I know what's next! 
Since everybody else is butt naked, Lisa, don't you think you should join
the party?" He stood there on the steps, looking at her...daring
her...waiting. Lisa moved to the edge of the pool, grabbing her beer and
swallowing deeply before turning and announcing, "OK guys...show time!" Jen
and I moved to the edge of the pool and our beers as Lisa made her way up
the steps and out of the water.  She stood at the edge of the deck and
waited until the guys had clustered around in front of her before she
started lewdly swaying...bucking...humping...her hips. As I turned to put
my beer back down, my "magical water jet" pulsed against my already aroused
pussy.  God it felt so good!  I just stood there for a moment, letting the
thousands of tiny fingers caress me, and even without thinking about it,
started gently rocking my hips to and fro, letting the pulsing water tickle
my most sensative parts.  This was the first time I had done this without
anything on "down there" and the feeling of the water thrusting against my
naked pussy was unbelievable...delicious.  I felt myself start to get
really wet and my pussy start to twitch, my clit to throb. I cast a sidways
glance at Jen.  She was staring at Lisa's lewd demonstration as she pulled
her top off over her head, discarding it to her side.  She was bucking her
hips obscenely as she cupped her breasts in her hands and held them out
toward the guys. "Look at my nipples!" she squealed.  "They're so cold and
hard, who's gonna warm them up for me?" She leaned toward the water,
pinching and tweaking her nipples in a lewd display, eyes roaming all
around the guys gathered in front of her. No immediate response from the
guys, but I thought I could detect from the corner of my eye a couple of
the guys' hands disappear into the water. My hips were starting to sway
harder against the warm rush of pleasure flowing through me out of the jet,
and I felt the unmistakable signs of approaching heaven start to drift
through me.  My hips rocked harder. I looked at Jen and saw her staring
intently at Lisa, who was now done displaying her breasts and moving on. 
With her bottoms still on, she squatted down at the edge of the pool,
spreading her legs lewdly.  She leaned back, putting her hands flat on the
deck and leaning on her arms.  She started bucking...humping...her hips
obscenely.  She looked like...looked like...she was Doing It! The guys were
all staring at her...her wanton act...her wide spread legs...looking right
up at her pussy, not quite covered by the thin strip of material of her
bikini bottoms. The jet of water pulsing against my pussy was now getting
me really turned on, and I could feel the beginnings of orgasm approaching
as I watched Lisa stand up, hooking her fingers in her skimpy bottoms. I
cast a glance at Jen, seeing she was intent on watching Lisa's obscene
"strip show".  That in iteself was a turn on.  I was standing one foot away
from my best friend...my first female lover...getting ready to come...and
she had no idea what was going on! The waves washing through me were
getting stronger as I watched Lisa turn her back to the pool, and the guys
in it, and suggestively wiggle her bottoms down off her hips.  She made a
lewd display of bending over as she moved them down to her ankles, and off
her feet.  She had her legs spread well apart, and bent all the way over
like she was, even from our angle I could see the puffy lips of her pussy
peeking between her spread thighs. She maintained her pose for a moment or
two, and then straightened, turning to face the guys. They were all staring
at her, not quite believing what was going on.  She had a suggestive grin
on her face as she purred, "Well guys, what do you think?" The water jet
pulsing on my pussy and clit was getting me really close...my hips were
rocking now, nothing I could do to control it.  The waves were starting...
Lisa reached down between her legs and grabbed her pussy, using her
fingertips to spread her lips wide open.  The guys were gawking. Lisa
squatted again, leaning back on her hand, spreading her knees, and opened
her lips even further.  I swear even I could see up inside her pink
insides! The guys were all frozen...staring... The waves started building
in me and I could feel my orgasm approaching when all of a sudden Jen
reached out and grabbed my shoulder. "She's trashed," Jen whispered, "she's
gonna do something stupid." The spell was broken.  My almost orgasm
vanished. Jen and I watched as Lisa pushed two fingers up inside of her. 
"God, I wish I had a real cock!" she complained. She started pumping her
fingers in and out of her pussy, the guys watching, spellbound. After a
moment she stopped, looking around the circle of guys, and asked, "Any
volunteers?" Without waiting for a response, she pulled her fingers out of
her pussy and stood.  With a gay shriek she launched herself into the
water, landing right in the middle of the group of guys. Within seconds,
both of her hands had disappeared down into the water, and it was obvious
from her arm movements, and the expressions on the faces of the guys next
to her, just what she was doing. Jen and I just watched.  I moved slightly
away from my magical water jet, my pussy still pulsing somewhat, and
grabbed Jen by the arm. "Jen, try this." I whispered in her ear.  She
glanced over at me, then turned her attention back to Lisa, obviously
stroking two of the guys under the surface of the water.  I pulled gently
on her arm and maneuvered her toward the water jet.  She was still turned
sideways, watching the show in the water, so I put my hands on her hips and
kind of swiveled her until she was facing the edge...and the jet. I knew
the instant I got her in the right position, because she froze...solid. She
didn't move for a moment or two, and then turned her head to look at me,
her eyes wide. "Michelle!" she gasped, "you mean this...this...you
mean...you can...you..." Words escaped her as I felt her hips begin a
gentle swaying motion beneath my hands.  I could feel her rocking fall into
a rythm as I remembered the delicious sensations of the pulsating water
when I had it spraying directly on my clit. I just grinned at her in return
and we both turned our attention back to Lisa and her antics.  The guys
were all gathered around as she moved her hands from guy to guy, stroking
for a minute, and then moving on to the next.  She seemed to be having the
time of her life. Who could blame her?  All those penises! I moved one of
my hands off Jen's hip and squeezed one of her butt cheeks.  Her breathing
was getting a little bit raspy, as we watched Lisa start bobbing her head
in the water. Oh my God!  I thought to myself, as she moved from guy to
guy, repeating this motion. With both her hands still busy in the water, it
looked like she was playing with three penises at once!  One in each hand,
and one in her mouth!  Every few seconds her head would surface as she came
up for air, and then she would move on to the next guy, lowering her head
in the water again. I admit I was jealous!  All those penises! Without even
thinking about it, my other hand dropped into the water between my legs and
began caressing up and down my slit.  I was squeezing, kneading, fondling
Jen's butt as the movement of her hips increased, now humping against the
pulsating water jet. The guys were all so wrapped up in Lisa...and her
hands...and her mouth...that they weren't even paying any attention at all
to us over on the side. I pushed a finger up inside my own sopping channel
and began running the middle finger of my other hand up and down Jen's
crack.  She spread her legs alittle bit apart and bent over slightly.  I
took that as an invitation and pushed the tip of my finger up inside her
tiny back hole. She gasped and the bucking motion of her hips became even
more pronounced. My own finger was swirling furiously around the inside of
my own wet hole as I felt the beginnings of the first tremors roll through
me. Jen was moaning as she dropped both of her hands down into the water.
Without even being able to see, I knew she was using her fingertips to open
her lips, leaving her clit wide open, naked and exposed to the delicious
fingers of water. She hunched down a little bit, and I pushed my finger
further up inside her back hole, wiggling it all around as she began
rocking steadily.  I knew she was close!  So was I!  I pulled my finger out
of my pussy and began mashing it against my own engorged clit. Jen gasped
and froze.  Her tiny butt hole clamped down on my finger as I watched her
open her mouth, panting heavily. I knew she was coming!  Oh God, I was so
close!  My own hips rocked as my finger mauled my clit...so close... Jen
exhaled ludly, then slumped against the edge of the pool.  I felt the
muscles of her back channel relax against my finger, even as my own finger
continued the mad assault on my engorged button. So close... Lisa shrieked
with delight.  "Party time!" she announced and we both turned our heads
that way. Her arm was flying.  Scott was standing there, a look of pure
amazement on his face as it was obvious what Lisa was doing to him...his
penis...under the water. He jerked and froze, and Lisa shrieked again. 
Scott gasped and stiffened, jerking once, twice...a thrid time.  Lisa was
gigling like she'd just discovered a pot of gold. Although we couldn't
really see it, it was onvious Scott was emptying his squirts into the
pool...into Lisa's hand. She pulled her hand up out of the water as Scott
kind of slumped, exhaling deeply.  She brought her fingers to her mouth and
suggestively licked them. "Ummmm," she purred. Jen and I looked at each
other in amazement, too stunned for words.  All thoughts of my own orgasm
vanished as Lisa suddenly eyed the oversized inner tube standing in the
corner of the deck. Letting out another shriek, she scrambled out of the
pool, swaying her naked butt lewdly, and retrieved it, throwing it into the
water.  Still butt naked, she came around toward us, stopping and pulling
deeply at her beer. "Ready for some real fun?" she whispered. Without
waiting for a reply, she stood and turned.  She opened her legs and reached
down with both hands, spreading her lips obscenely.  "OK guys," she
announced, 'now it's my turn." She took a flying leap, landing on top of
the tube, and promptly falling off. Scott left the pool to go help brother
Ricky with the food as Jen and I stood quietly on the side, the guys
oblivious to our presence.  Lisa made a show of clambering back aboard the
oversized tube.  I felt Jen's hand slide across my back and down to my butt
again, squeezing and kneading one of my cheeks.  My "almost" orgasm from
moments ago was back in my mind in an instant, and I eagerly spread my
legs...hoping... We were watching intently as Lisa made a lewd display of
flailing around on the top of the tube, taking every chance to spread her
legs wide, showing her naked pussy to the guys now clustered eagerly around
her. She finally settled on her back, arms stretched up over her head, legs
spread obscenely. I felt Jen's hand slip up between my legs, grasping my
pussy, and moments later felt one of her fingers slide up inside of me. 
The tremors started almost immediately. Lisa, lewdly spread eagled on the
over sized tube, was clearly the center of the guys' attention.  Jen and I
were being completely ignored as I remembered how I had used the same
obscene "pose" on the same tube to entice our neighbor Jeff, only days
earlier. I felt Jen push another finger up inside of me and start moving
them in and out as Lisa announced gaily, "OK guys, we need a volunteer
here!" Jen's finger movements in my pussy were sending flutters through me,
and I quietly dropped one of my hands into the water, using just one
fingertip to tease my again aroused clit. Lisa pointed at Tommy and said,
"OK, under the water and come up right..." She pointed a finger down
between her wide spread legs, "...here!" My finger was no longer teasing my
clit, but was now rubbing somewhat insistently. Jen's fingers were moving
faster and I felt the wetness grow within me. Tommy ducked down into the
water and surfaced seconds later, standing up inside the tube bewteen
Lisa's wide spread legs.  His face was only inches from her lewdly
displayed pussy and I thought his eyes were going to pop right out of his
head. My breathing was starting to get ragged as Lisa reached down and
spread her lips open. "OK stud," she was kind of slurring her words, "Let's
see if you know what to do with that tongue." She took both her hands,
grabbing his head, and pulled his face down into her wide open pussy.  He
began lapping eagerly, his head bobbing as his tongue lavished her slit.
Lisa bucked her hips obscenely against Tommy's face, exagerrating her
sounds as she moaned and groaned. "Oh yeah, stud," she gasped.  "that's it!
Right there!" Lisa's hips were bucking wildly as Jen pushed her fingers all
the way up inside of me, holding them there and swirling them about.  I
could feel the waves starting to build. Lisa was panting and shrieking,
bucking wildly against Tommy's face.  She had both her fists firmly
grasping his hair as she pulled his head tighter and tighter against her
lewdly gyrating pussy. Jen dropped her other hand to my butt, and seconds
later I felt her push a finger up inside of my tiny back hole.  Oh God!  My
own hips were bucking as she began pumping the fingers of both hands in and
out of me.  I wiggled my own fingertip against my clit, feeling it throb.
Lisa was actually starting to whimper as Tommy's face was rocking up and
down between her wide spread legs. I felt the first waves start to
build...and all of a sudden Jen pulled her fingers from both of my holes.
"Oh God no!" I thought to myself, "not again..." I was so close... Jen
glanced at me out of the corner of her eye and whispered, "Let's go join
the party.  Why should Lisa have all the fun?" Almost in a trance, I let
Jen lead me over to the circle of guys.  I almost wanted to cry out of
frustration.  So close...again... We parted and stood on opposite sides of
the tube, watching Tommy ravenously lick up and down Lisa's open pussy. 
Both of Jen's hands immediately disappeared under the water, one in front
of Keith, the other in front of Gary.  Even though I couldn't really see, I
was certain she had one of their penises in each hand.  Moments later, her
arm movements confirmed that she was stroking both of them.  Two penises!
At the same time! I watched for a moment, my frustration building, and then
reached one of my own hands into the water, putting a loose fist around
Michael's penis.  I began a slow stroking motion and immediately felt him
start to swell and harden. I dropped my other hand into the water,
intending to grasp Keith's penis, only to find it surrounded by his own
fist, pumping furiously. "Let me help with that," I murmured, replacing his
hand with my own. I started stroking both penises in rythm, and within
moments could feel both of them twitching...throbbing. My own frustration,
my own "almost"...again...orgasm was quickly forgotten as I reveled in the
sensation of two hard penises bucking...humping...against my hands. Lisa
was openly panting now, rocking wildly, as I felt hands start to wander
over my hips, across my butt.  I felt a finger lightly running up and down
the length of my crack, and another hand move around and squeeze my already
drenched pussy.  I increased the rythm of my stroking as I felt a finger
push up inside my tiny back hole, and seconds later felt a finger from the
hand in front of me push it's way up inside my pussy. The fingers in both
of my holes began in and out movements as Lisa began squealing. I felt
Keith twitch and jerk, and moments later could feel...I mean actually
feel...him squirting into the water. The finger movements in my back hole
slowed and stopped as I felt Michael begin to buck against my hand.  I
released Keith's penis and moved that hand over to Michael as well, cupping
his balls while I continued stroking the length of his throbbing hard on.
The movements of his finger in my sopping pussy became frantic as I felt
him, too, begin to twitch and jerk.  Within seconds, the hand cupping his
balls announced he was coming as I felt his sac tighten and contract.  He
jerked, then froze. Moments later, he let out a long breath and kind of
slumped over. Seconds later, his finger movements in my pussy stopped.
"Damn!  Not again!" I thought to myself...so close...again... Lisa let out
a loud shriek and announced, "That's it!  Coming!" She clamped her thighs
tightly around Tommy's head, locking him in place.  I wondered if he could
even breathe.  I had never seen anything as obscene as watching Lisa
lewdly, wildly, wantonly, mash her hips against Tommy's captive face. She
jerked a couple times, then froze, then slumped back against the inner
tube. I looked across at Jen and noticed that the guys on both sides of her
had wide grins on their faces.  "Them too," I thought wistfully to myself.
"Everybody's coming but me..." Tommy turned around toward us, his face
dripping with Lisa's juices, but the grin on his face
unmistakable...triumphant... We all just stood there for a minute, kind of
looking at each other, not really knowing where this was going next. Our
revelry was broken by the sound of brother Ricky's voice calling from the
doorway to the house, "Hey everybody!" I turned my head to look...and
froze... It was God! I mean...he was a god...the guy standing next to my
brother...he had to be a god...he...he...had to be...he
was...perfect...beautiful...sexy...perfect...he had to be a god! He was
standing there...looking.  I'm not sure he believed what he was seeing. I
didn't care.  He was the most gorgeous guy I had ever laid my eyes on. 
Tall...six feet plus.  The tight tee shirt he was wearing showed off his
muscular chest, his bulging arms, the tight tiny little stomach. I felt a
flush in my pussy...my legs went weak. He was...perfect! Long wavy dark
brown hair.  Beautiful eyes, beautiful cheeks, beautiful lips...beautiful
nose...beautiful ears...beautiful...everything! All of a sudden I was
embarassed...naked.  I made a half hearted attempt to cover my breasts...I
don't know why...most of the time I love to show them off...get a guy's
interest...but this guy...I don't know what I was feeling...just...just...I
don't know. I knew in an instant that regardless of what the rest of this
day might bring...one way or another I was going to get this
guy...alone...just the two of us...
Somewhere...somehow...something...everything... The frustration and aches
in my pussy from all the earlier "almosts" seemed somehow suddenly
magnified.  I was on fire...just looking at this beautiful god. Brother
Ricky announced, "This is Brad...just moved in down the street...starting
school with us this week.  He..." Ricky continued rambling his introduction
but all of a sudden my ears didn't work. My heart was thumping...pulse
racing.  I had never been so turned on in my life, and right now nobody was
even touching me! My knees were wobbling as Brad's eyes kind of roamed
around the pool, looking at all of us...naked.  His eyes seemed to pause,
or maybe I just hoped they paused, when they got to me, and I felt a blush
immediately redden my face. It was pretty obvious what had been going on
here, and his eyes continued circling, taking it all in. Finally, his
impossibly beautiful mouth broke into an impossibly perfect smile. He
chuckled as he said, "I take it you all have met?"

   Chapter 17

   This is a boring story.  But it, like the others, is true, and needs to
be told in order.  This one needs to be told in order to set the scene for
the next one.  Guys reading this will probably find it boring...girls
reading this will remember a day, an incident, somewhere in their own past,
and know exactly what I'm talking about.  xxx, Michelle I

   I couldn't believe this god was just standing there, flashing that
impossible smile. My knees were weak.  I was actually trembling.  His eyes
glanced at me again, lingering for a moment, and I felt my blush deepen.
"Oh God, why?" I thought to myself.  "Why did he have to see me like this
the first time?" There we all were, naked, standing in the pool.  It was
pretty obvious what had been going on, and for some reason I was really
embarassed. Lisa seemed oblivious to it all.  Guys were still grouped
around her, and I could see them wandering their hands all over her lewdly
displayed body.  They were squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples. 
Gary and Tommy both had hands down between her wide spread legs, fondling,
stroking, her open pussy. My attention went back to the hunk standing right
behind me. This guy was just so impossibly gorgeous.  I'd never wanted
anything as badly in my life as I wanted...wanted...him. Ricky led him over
to the patio table in the corner of the deck and announced with a chuckle,
"In case you haven't notice, no trunks allowed in the pool." Brad turned
and looked at all of us, flashing that dazzling smile again as he took in
the scene. With a light chuckle he said, "Well, it that's the rules..." He
pulled his tee shirt up off his shoulders and I just stared in awe.  He was
so perfect! My pussy was fluttering, my heart pounding.  "Keep going," I
prayed to myself. He sat in the patio chair and removed his sneakers and
socks, depositing them on the table.  He stood and pushed his sweat pants
down to his ankles, stepping out of them.  My breath caught in my throat as
he hooked his fingers into the waistband of his white briefs. He seemed to
hesitate for a moment, and I was silently screaming, "Oh please oh God oh
please oh God oh God oh God..." He flashed that dazzling smile before he
turned around, his back to the pool, and to me, and pushed his briefs down
his hips below his knees. I couldn't help it.  I gasped.  Oh God what a
butt!  It was perfect!  Just like the rest of him.  Small, tight,
muscular...my mouth was watering...my heart was pounding.  I wanted to
touch it...squeeze it...kiss it...lick it.  My pussy fluttered again.  Oh
God this was out of control! He bent over to push his briefs down off his
ankles...I almost came right there! I could see his balls hanging down
between his thighs.  Like everything else about him...they were perfect. 
My mouth was watering as I imagined running my tongue all around
them...sucking them into my mouth.  God, I could even see his tiny back
hole.  It, too, looked perfect...inviting.  I was going wild imagining
pushing my tongue up inside that tiny opening. God I wanted him! He
strightened, turning to face the pool.  My breath caught in my throat. 
There it was! His penis! I could feel the juices gushing out of me as I
just stood there, gazing in awe.  I had never seen a penis so
beautiful...so pink...so inviting...so perfect.  I could taste it, I could
imagaine it sliding in and out of my mouth...feeling it
growing...swelling...getting hard. Without even thinking about it, I
dropped a hand down into the water and began stroking my slit.  God I was
so wet! Brad casually dropped his briefs on the table and walked over the
deep end of the pool.  I couldn't tear my eyes away as I watched his penis,
swaying gently back and forth as he walked.  My finger dipped inside my
drenched pussy. His eyes were drawn to the lewd specacle of Lisa spread
eagled on the inner tube.  I felt a flash of jealousy as he seemed to
pause, watching the obscene show.  Both Gary and Tommy now had fingers
pushed up inside Lisa's wide spread pussy, and were pumping in and out as
her hips rocked and she shrieked with delight. Brad just chuckled, shook
his head, and contiued on to the diving board, just standing there for a
moment/ God I wanted to attack him right there...I didn't care who was
around...who saw what...I just wanted him! He walked to the end of the
diving board and bounced up and down a couple of times.  With each bounce,
his penis jiggled, flopping up and down.  Oh God... I pulled my finger out
of my pussy and started massaging my clit as Brad stepped to the back of
the board and then, with three quick steps, bounced on the end and dove in
the pool. All I could remember was the sight of his penis, waving wildly,
bouncing as he dove.  My clit was hard as a rock, throbbing, and the juices
were literally dripping out of me as he broke the surface.  He shook his
head and brushed the hair back off his forehead, wiping the water from his
eyes.  He just stood there for a moment, lloking around at all of
us...looking at him. I cast a sideways glance at Jen and saw her eyeing
him...hungrily. I hissed out of the corner of my mouth, "Don't even think
about it!  He's mine!" Jen looked at me and winked, whispering, "Just save
me the leftovers...deal?" She chuckled as I felt her hand again descend
across my back and grasp my butt.  She started suggestively running a
finger up and down my crack and my legs parted automatically. I grinned at
her in return as Brad waded into the shallow end of the pool.  The water
level was just above his waist, but I was staring down into the water,
trying desperately to see his penis, just inches below the surface.  God I
was so turned on! He waded toward us, right past Lisa, who was still
obscenely spread eagle on the inner tube.  He glanced at her and her wide
open pussy, and I felt an instant flash of anger...jealousy.  "No," I
thought to myself, "not her." He continued moving right past her, seemingly
uninterested, and I felt an instant flood of relief.  He approached to
within a few feet of us and again flashed that impossibly perfect smile.
"So who's in charge of fun and games?" he asked chuckling. My eyes were
still staring down into the water as Lisa belched, announcing her presence.
We all turned to look at her as she pulled the guys' hand from between her
wide spread legs, replacing them with her own and using her fingers to
lewdly open her lips. "All the fun and games you want right here!" she
slurred her words. Brad didn't turn away this time, and I felt the anger
flood through me again.  "Oh no you don't," I thought to myself. I quickly
waded over to Lisa.  I don't know what got into me...the beer...the several
"almosts" of the past hour...or wanting the gorgeous guy behind me for
myself. I reached out and slapped her pussy...hard! "Maybe," I said
nastily, "you should wear a sign on this thing that says 'public parking'".
I couldn't believe I did that!  Said that!  What a bitch I was! I was
instantly embarassed and humiliated.  I could feel the flush reddening my
cheeks. Until my God standing behind me chuckled and said, "From what I can
tell, looks like that lot's already full." I fell in love with him that
instant. My knees were like rubber again as I turned and looked at him, my
expression...my expression...I don't know...awe? He was still smiling as I
waded back over toward him.  I glanced down and was pleased to see that my
nipples were rock hard and standing up.  God I hoped he noticed. I was
doing my best not to stare down into the water, looking for his penis, as I
approached within a couple feet of him, asking lightly, "How are you at
basketball...pool style?" I was trembling all over and my heart was
pounding as he replied, "I'll try anything once...twice if I like it the
first time." He chuckled again. Oh God!  Every time he smiled...every time
he chuckled...every time he laughed...my pussy pulsed and my clit throbbed!
I wanted...I wanted...I wanted...so desperately... My mind was whirring as
I turned and waded to the far end of the pool, grabbing two of the
basketballs.  How was I going to...where was...when was I...somehow I had
to... I flipped one of the balls at him.  He caught it easily...with one
hand... I turned and flipped the other one in the general direction of the
floating basket...it went in! God what a rush!  I hadn't embarassed myself
in front of my god. He was smiling at me as he said, "Look's like you've
played this before." I felt another rush go through me.  My knees were weak
again as I wondered, "Does he like me?  Does he think I'm sexy?  Cute?  A
spoiled little kid?" It seemed like he didn't even look at the basket as he
casually flipped the ball over his shoulder. It went in...of course... I
wanted to get close...so close... I kinda lunged...sort of...toward the
basket and retrieved both of the balls.  Wading over toward him I
suggested, (sexily I hope), "Looks like I'm not the only one that knows how
to play." He just smiled that impossible smile again as I handed him one of
the balls. Somehow, my mind had shut out that there were still a bunch of
other people in the pool with us.  They just didn't exist.  It was only
him...and me... My kind of magical fantasy land trance was broken as he
said, "So OK, how about we get a game going?" Jen was at his side in an
instant, standing close...too close...to him, and I kind of shot her a
nasty glance.  She backed off a few steps, winking at me as she did, and
turned to the rest of the guys.  "OK guys, let's go," she announced. Gary
and Tommy already had their hands back between Lisa's wide spread legs, and
both had a finger pumping in and out of her gaping pussy.  They seemed a
little reluctant to let go of their new "toy", but finally waded over to
join us, leaving Lisa alone, naked, spread eagled on the inner tube. Teams
were chosen quickly.  Jen ended up on Brad's team, me on the other team.  I
was kinda disappointed at first, until I realized that would give me a
chance to "guard" Brad...and get as close as I wanted... Lisa made her
presence known again by announcing in a loud, slurred voice, "Well if you
guys are all too busy, guess I'll just have to make up my own little game."
With that she dropped both of her hands between her legs, pushing two
fingers of one up inside her open pussy.  She used the fingertips on her
other hand to begin mauling her clit, moaning and whimpering in a lewd,
exagerrated display.  She was bucking her hips against her hands, shaking
her head from side to side.  Everybody kind of watched her obscene show for
a moment or two.  I was afraid Gary and Tommy were going to head back over
to her, so I quickly grabbed and fired one of the balls in their direction.
As the game started, I realized just how well it had worked out that Brad
and I were on opposite teams.  I brushed up against him every chance I got.
My pussy was fluttering.  I pushed my breasts against him...his back...his
arms...his chest...everything I could push against him.  My hands wandered
over him...across his butt...across his chest...brushing his nipples. I
really wanted to touch his penis. I let my hands wander over his hips...his
thighs a couple of times...so close... I felt him behind me and could feel
his penis against my hip...my butt.  Oh God that wasn't where I wanted it.
I let my hand brush lightly against his penis, and was rewarded when I felt
one of his hands brush against my butt.  My pussy was flooding. I felt
brave and reached behind me, this time deliberately, obviously, grasping
his penis in a loose fist. I squeezed gently and then let go, turning to
look up at him. "Which do you like better?" I purred, "my offense or my
defense?" He just smiled that impossibly perfect smile again as he
chuckled, "Both." Lisa now appeared to be passed out cold on the inner
tube, at least I think she was.  She was still in an obscene, lewd spread
eagle, but I thought I could hear her snoring. As we continued frolicking,
Brad's hands became bolder.  He squeezed my breasts a couple of times...my
butt a couple of times, and...finally...FINALLY...reached up between my
legs and grasped my pussy. I almost came right there. I reached back and
grabbed his penis, again, this time deliberately stroking it.  I felt it
start to swell and grow.  Oh God I was in heaven! We continued the
game...Brad and I continued fondling each other...more daring with each
passing minute.  I grabbed and stroked his penis every chance I got...he
squeezed my pussy every chance he got...I was going crazy...I had to figure
out a way to get him alone.  I felt him push a finger up inside me and
almost came again.  So many "almosts"...I had to get him alone!

   For what Jen is about to "accidentally" do, I will "owe her
one"...forever.

   Brad was standing in front of the basket.  I was standing in front of
him, "guarding" him.  I had one hand reached behind me, down in the water,
and was squeezing his penis.  He had a hand kneading my butt.  Jen had the
ball on the other side of the pool and threw a pass at Brad. It was way
high, way up in the air, and Brad leaped high up out of the water to try to
catch it. I swear my perfect man-god was at least ten feet up in the air as
he grabbed the pass with one hand and descended on the basket.  He slammed
it through the net...

   And then crashed down into the edge of the deck...

   He didn't yelll, didn't scream...didn't whine, yelp,anything...he didn't
say a word... Of course not...he was a god... But the look of agony on his
face was unmistakable.  He wasn't actually bleeding, but I could see the
raw redness at his elbow...along his arm. He headed back toward us and I
noticed him limping...even in the water.  I wondered what else he had
smashed on his way down. In an instant my plan formed.  "Thank you Jen..."
I murmured to myself. I quickly waded over to Brad, gently grasping his
wrist and holding his arm up. "Let me look at that," I instructed.  I
brushed my hip against his penis as I made a show of inspecting his arm. 
It was starting to "ooze" blood through the nasty raw scrape and I grabbed
his wrist, leading him toward the steps in the shallow end of the pool. My
mind was whirling feverishly.  I had seen his penis, not really up close,
but I had seen it.  But he still hadn't seen my pussy.  I wanted him
to...up close. I wanted him to see it...look at it...want it... I knew kind
of what I was going to do playing "nurse", just couldn't figure out how to
work my own "show" plan into the scheme. I was holding his hand as I led
him across the deck toward the sliding doors.  "Let's get this fixed," I
whispered as I led him through the doors and into the kitchen. I turned to
close the doors behind us, and then back to face him. We were alone!

   Chapter 18

   I led him through the kitchen, pausing to grab the small plastic squeeze
bottle of anti-bacterial soap off the counter.  I took him to the stairs
and started up when my first flash inspiration hit me. Two steps ahead of
him, I "accidentally" dropped the small plastic container and bent down to
pick it up.  I knew that this should put my pussy just inches in front of
his face. I was hoping he would take the hint and do
something...anything...but didn't want to linger too long in my bent over
position.  It would just be too obvious. I straightened and led him down
the hall to my room.  Leading him to the edge of my bed, I turned him to
face me.  For the first time, I got a good look at the nasty ugly bruises
on his knee and hip.  I quickly knelt down in front of him.  I ran my
fingertips ever so lightly over the welt on his knee, and then moved my
hand higher up, to the bruise on the front of his hip. Leaning in close, I
ran my fingertips gently over the red area, probing very, very gently. I
felt him wince a little, and leaned closer still, pretending to be
inspecting his wound. My eyes, however, were focused on his penis.  It was
right in front of me...inches away from my face...my mouth. My pussy
fluttered and my breath caught.  I could feel the juices soaking me.  Oh
God how I wanted to...wanted to... I stood and pushed him gently back,
seating him on the edge of my bed.  I held up his injured arm, pretending
to examine his wound.  But the corners of my eyes were still focused on his
penis...right there...naked...between his legs...sitting on my bed. My
pussy fluttered again and I felt another flush of my juices.  God I hoped I
wasn't dripping. "Stay right there for a second," I managed to whisper in a
hoarse voice, "I'll be right back." I scurried down toward the bathroom,
but had to pause to catch my breath.  He was in my bedroom!  He was sitting
on my bed!  He was naked!  His penis was...right there! Regaining my
composure, I entered the bathroom, hastily pulling the electric toothbrush,
blow dryer, and hair brush off the small tray they sat on. I opened the
medicine chest and pulled out the tube of first aid cream and the cotton
balls.  Moving quickly to the linen cabinet, I pulled out gauze, bandages,
and the peroxide.  I grabbed a wash cloth and wet it with warm water. 
Wringing it almost dry, I placed everything on the tray and almost ran back
to my room. He was still sitting right where I had left him.  I tried not
to stare at his penis as I approached, but my mouth was literally watering
at just the thought... I had intended to set the tray on the bed next to
him, but then thought, "That would be stupid." A much better idea flashed
through my fantasy inflamed mind. I stopped just in front of him and turned
around.  With my back to him, I bent way over and carefully placed the tray
on the floor.  My feet were discreetly apart, so I was pretty sure he would
be able to see my slit, and the lips of my pussy peeking between my thighs.
I bent my knees slightly as I fumbled with the tops of both the first aid
cream and the peroxide.  I was pretty sure that, bent over like this, with
my knees somewhat bent, the cheeks of my butt would be parting and he
should be able to see my tiny back hole, as well as a much better view of
my pussy. I fiddled with the supplies for a few moments, opening the gauze
and the bandages.  God I wanted him to touch me...feel me...caress me...do
something...anything! After a minute or two of...nothing...I gave up,
straightening and turning to face him. I moved his knees slightly apart and
stood between them, damp wash cloth in my hand. I propped one foot up on
the edge of the bed, just outside his hip, and reached for the wrist of his
injured arm.  I draped it across my knee, inspecting his elbow again.  I
was hoping...wishing...praying...that in this position his eyes would be on
my open pussy, now right in front of his face. I let go of his arm and
turned around, bending over again to retrieve the peroxide. When I turned
back to face him, I thought, (or maybe just hoped...prayed), that his penis
looked like it had swelled a little bit. I propped my foot back up on the
bed, again lewdly displaying my pussy just inches in front of his face, and
reached for his arm, laying it across my knee.  I dabbed at the scraped,
bruised area with the cloth, and, satisfied it wasn't actually bleeding,
released his arm.  I turned and bent over once more, this time grabbing a
couple of the cotton balls. I repeated my show of propping my foot up on
the bed.  This time, when I placed his arm across my knee, I could actually
see his eyes...staring between my legs.  My pussy fluttered. I
really...REALLY...wanted to reach down and spread my lips open and
ask...beg, for him to...to...to... I finished cleaning his elbow and
quickly knelt on the floor in front of him, inspecting his knee.  My eyes
were still distracted by his naked penis just inches from my face as I
repeated the cleaning process with first the cloth, and then the cotton
balls and peroxide.  Even though I was kind of trying to pay attention to
what I was doing, my clit was throbbing as my eyes were automatically drawn
to his penis, right there in front of my face.  It was just so perfect!  My
mouth was watering as I felt another rush of juices flush my pussy. I
finished his knee and leaned closer still, looking at the wound on his hip.
Oh God his penis was now only inches away from my face...my mouth... I
dabbed at the ugly red patch on the front of his hip, and then started
around the side.  I'm not exactly sure how he landed when he came down on
the edge of the deck, but this bruise started on the front quarter of his
hip and went all the way around the side, disappearing under his butt. I
dabbed as far as I could, and then whispered in my sexiest voice, "You're
going to have to kind of lift up...and maybe sort of roll over." It kind of
hurt me to say that because I really didn't want him to move anywhere that
would move his penis from in front of my face, but figured once the "nurse
thing" was over, I might get the chance to give his penis all the undivided
attention I wanted. I ducked back and he promptly rolled onto his side.  It
looked uncomfortable as hell, with his legs stuck out straight from the end
of the bed.  In a flash, the next inspiration hit. "Better idea," I kinda
cooed.  "Why don't you scoot down here and kind of sort of kneel on the
floor and lean over the bed?" He quickly did as I asked, although I think
he gave me a kind of a funny look as he moved into position. Unlucky for
him, but very lucky for me, this scrape was actually bleeding a little bit,
and a couple of the droplets had dripped onto his upper thigh...a couple
onto his butt cheek. I dabbed at them one by one, all the while staring at
his beautiful...tight...perfect butt, right in front of my face.  I
finished cleaning him and had another flash inspiration. I grabbed the tube
of first aid cream and dribbled a few drops onto the scraped area.  I put
the tube back down and started using my fingertips to gently...very
gently...spread it around the bruise. I couldn't help but bend over
slightly and look between his legs.  In his bent over position, both his
penis and balls were hanging down between his legs, just off the edge of
the bed. Oh God I wanted to...wanted to...wanted to... I let my fingertips
continue playing with his hip, his thigh, the cheek of his butt.  Without
even realizing it, my fingers were getting closer and closer to his
gorgeous crack, to his balls...to his penis... I continued staring between
his legs as my breath became short and another flood of juice washed
through my pussy.

   I stopped pretending.

   I moved one hand to his other cheek and began kneading, rubbing,
squeezing, both of them...deliberately...obviously... His tiny back hole
was winking at me as I leaned forward, sticking out my tongue.  I began
moving it, tickling his balls with just the tip...ever so lightly. He
gasped and twitched...but didn't resist...didn't pull away. Emboldened, I
began lavishing them with the full length of my tongue.  It was so
sexy...his balls...my tongue.  I couldn't get enough!  I washed every
little bit of them I could reach, even leaning forward and probing his tiny
pee hole with the tip of my tongue. He gasped again and I went back to
feasting on his balls, licking everywhere.  I very gently sucked first one,
and then the other into my mouth, running my tongue all around the warm
soft flesh while my lips held him captive. I moved my head up a little bit
and began running my tongue up and down his crack, avoiding touching his
actual little opening...waiting...waiting...waiting...until his hips
started humping back against my face. Only then did I curl my tongue into a
point and probe right at his tiny hole. He gasped again...and jerked. My
juices were flowing freely now, dripping down the insides of my thighs as I
tried to push my tongue up inside his tiny opening.  I swirled it all
around the pink hole, licking...probing...pushing.  His hips were
rocking...mashing back against my face...my tongue...and I could hear his
breathing start to become heavy. I lowered my head again, lavishing his
balls with my tongue, and then sucking the head of his penis between my
lips.  He was moaning as I felt him start to swell in my mouth and ran my
tongue in circles all around the smooth head of his growing organ. I pulled
my head away and put my hands on his hips.  I twisted him around gently as
I whispered, "Think it's time for you to sit back up on the bed." Within a
second or two, he was back up and sitting, reclining back on the edge of my
bed.  I knelt again quickly between his knees, spreading them apart with my
hands.  I reached forward and curled one hand into a loose fist, grasping
his penis.  I leaned forward, still staring...still somewhat in awe...at
the magnificent sight right in front of my face.

   The time for games was over.

   I leaned forward and opened my lips, pushing forward until I felt the
head of his penis hit the roof of my mouth.  I held him there for a moment,
swirling my tongue all around him.  I started a stroking motion with my
hand, and now could feel him quickly starting to swell and grow. I removed
my loose fist from his shaft and pushed my face all the way forward.  I
felt my lips mash his pubic hair as the head of his penis invaded my
throat. I paused for just a moment, waiting for the gagging sensation to
pass. As soon as it did, I pulled my mouth back until only the smooth tip
of his organ was between my lips.  I moved forward again, delighting in the
sensation of the head of his penis pushing into my throat. I bobbed back
and forth a few more times, then wrapped one hand again around the base of
his shaft.  My mouth and hand moved in unison as I felt him grow and
harden. His hips started to hump against my face as I dropped my free hand
down between my legs, grasping my pussy. I froze. God, I was soaked! The
juices were literally running out of me, dribbling down my thighs.  I
didn't care.  I used a fingertip to start torturing my engorged clit as I
bobbed my head and fist up and down the length of his throbbing hard on. I
felt his penis twitch and knew he was getting close.  My finger was flying
over my clit as I thought, "God...I want him to squirt...to shoot...I want
to taste him...to drink him..." Then another part of me objected, "NO!" I
wanted more...I wanted...I wanted... A tiny voice inside my brain screamed
out, "Don't even think about it girl...no pregnancies...no babies..." The
other half of my brain was screaming, "I don't care!  I want him!" The
argument was boiling in my brain as Brad's hips started jerking against my
face.  His butt was all the way up off the bed as he thrust his penis
between my willing lips. "God what to do?" I thought to myself.  My pussy
was drenched, my clit throbbing as my finger flew faster and faster. My
mental "war" was interrupted by Brad croaking, "Why don't you hop up here
and turn around so I can play too?" In a flash I was up on the bed, my
knees straddling his shoulders.  I started to lower my hips...my
pussy...and then I felt his tongue tickling up and down the backs of my
thighs. "Oh God," I thought to myself in a sudden flash of panic, "I hope
he's not grossed out." I could feel my juices running down my thighs,
wet...sticky... "What if it turns him off?" I worried to myself. He stopped
for a moment, and I was paralyzed.  "That's it," I thought, "now you've
done it...you grossed him out.  You screwed up any chance..." I forgot he
was a god... Seconds later, his tongue returned...not tickling this
time...but lapping at my thighs like a dog starving for water. Up and
down...one and then the other...getting ever closer to...closer to... I
leaned down, again grasping the base of his penis in a fist and pushijng as
much of it as I could into my mouth.  I resumed my bobbing motion and felt
his hips start humping again. He was devouring my thighs with his tongue.
He moved upward, his mouth...his tongue...roaming all over the cheeks of my
butt.  I felt him reach up and grasp my twin globes in his hands, spreading
them apart. I knew my tiny little back hole was now lewdly displayed, just
inches in front of his face, and wondered if he was going to...going to...
My hips were rocking as my answer arrived just moments later.  I felt the
tip of his tongue start to tease lightly up and down my crack.  At first,
he didn't touch my tiny opening, but teased all around it...getting ever
closer and closer... I felt another flood of juices wash out of my pussy. I
was humping my butt back against his face...wanting his tongue
to...to...to. His penis began twitching in my hand and mouth.  God I wanted
to taste him...but one of the little voices was still screaming, "No!  You
want more!" The other little voice was still insisting, "No babies!" His
tongue finally...finally...touched my puckered hole and I gasped.  I had to
take my mouth off his penis, gasping for air, my hips bucking.  His
tongue...my tiny hole...it felt so delicious...so naughty. I returned my
mouth to his throbbing penis as his tongue began furiously
lashing...licking...probing...my tiny back entrance.  He continued this
heaven for several moments, my butt pushing back against his face...trying
to force his tongue inside me.  I felt him shift again, his tongue tickling
lightly up and down the lips of my pussy. My clit was screaming. My hand
and mouth were moving faster and faster on his rock hord organ as I mashed
my pussy down against his face.  I squirmed around, wiggling...trying
desperately to get his tongue on my clit. His mouth kept getting closer and
closer to where I really wanted it.  I was going crazy.  I was sure my
juices were flooding...drowning...his face. Finally...finally...I felt pure
bliss as the tip of his tongue brushed against my throbbing engorged clit.
I came. No warning...no build up...I came...and came...and came... I was
moaning, gasping, whimpering as the wonderful waves washes through me.  My
juices gushed out between my legs as I felt his penis start to jerk.  My
knees clasped tightly around his head, imprisoning him, as I felt spasm
after spasm shoot through me. His penis jerked again, and I reached down a
hand, gently cupping his balls.  I could feel them starting to tighten...to
contract.  It was time... I stopped...still wanting something more. That
little annoying voice inside my head was still insisting, "No babies!" I
was still gasping, my chest heaving, trying to suck air into my lungs when
I felt his tongue return to my clit, lavishing warm strokes all over the
tiny bud. I came again. "This isn't happening," I was thinking to myself,
"twice in two minutes?" As my breathing started to return to normal, I
stared at his penis, inches in front of my eyes.  It was throbbing,
twitching, jerking.  It looked like a piece of hard steel standing up
between his legs.  God I wanted it...wanted it...wanted it...in me... The
annoying voice in my head...denying me... With a sudden flash of
inspiration, I scrambled off of him, quickly moving to the other side of
the bed.  I got on my hands and knees, facing away from him.  I spread my
knees and pushed my butt up in the air.  I moved a hand down between my
legs and began suggestively running a finger up and down my drenched,
dripping slit.  I pushed a finger up inside of me, swirling it around.  I
pulled it out, wet with my juices, and pushed it against my little back
hole. I laid my head down on the pillow and took both hands, reaching
around my hips and grasping my butt. I looked back over my shoulder at him
as I spread my cheeks as far as I could. His eyes were glued to my rear as
I hissed...

   "Use this hole..."

   Chapter 19

   I was kind of panting in anticipation as Brad continued staring at my
lewd display. Perched on my hands and knees, with my butt pushed up in the
air and my hands holding the cheeks of my butt as far apart as possible, he
was looking at both of my holes...maybe even looking up inside my holes.
His penis was standing straight up in the air, throbbing, twitching.  The
smooth pink head looked like it was going to explode. He started to move,
climbing up on his knees as I whispered, "Wait just one second." One hand
came off my butt and went between my wide spread legs, a finger
disappearing deep up inside my dripping pussy.  Swirling it around until it
was thoroughly coated with my juices, I pushed it back up between my
cheeks, touching the tip against my tiny back hole.  I pushed...forcing it
up inside of me to the first knuckle.  Wiggling it about a little, I coated
the tight rim of my opening with my juices. Brad's eyes were glued to my
obscene display as I repeated the process a few more times.  He moved into
position behind me, kneeling straight up, and even though I couldn't
actually see his penis from this position, it was obvious by the motions of
his arm that he was holding it...squeezing it...stroking it. His eyes were
glued to my lewdly displayed holes as my hand returned to the cheek of
butt, pulling it as far apart as possible. "Wait," I gasped, panting now in
anticipation of...of...finally...a penis...inside me. I turned around
quickly, facing him.  Removing his hand from his throbbing penis, I quickly
pushed my mouth all the way down over his rigid shaft, not stopping until I
felt his pubic hair against my lips.  Perhaps it was the excitement of the
moment, but even as the head of his penis pushed it's way into my throat,
there was no gagging sensation...not even for a second. It seemed like my
tiny butt hole and my throat were having the same thoughts...I want
it...put it in me...put it all the way in me. I swirled my tongue all
around his pulsing shaft, trying to work my mouth full of saliva.  I coated
every inch of his penis with my mouth's liquid, soaking it...drenching it.
My mouth released his wet shaft as I turned back around, laying my head
back on the pillow and reaching both hands behind me again, spreading my
cheeks...exposing my hole. "Now," I panted. He moved closer, right behind
my upturned backside.  I could see his arm moving again, and seconds later
felt the head of his penis rubbing...teasing...tormenting...all up and down
the length of my slit. He continued this delicious torture for another
moment or two.  My pussy was pulsing...my clit was throbbing as the smooth
head of his organ rubbed briefly against my pulsating magic button.  He
continued moving up and down the length of my slit, and every time the head
of his penis brushed against my lust engorged clit, another flood of juices
soaked my pussy...drenched my pussy...dribbled...ran out of my pussy. I was
just starting to get a little nervous about his intentions when I felt him
shift again, and seconds later felt him running his hard on lightly up and
down the length of my crack.  I gasped every time the head came in contact
with my puckered opening, and my hips pushed back of their own
accord...searching...seeking...wanting... Breathing was getting difficult
now...my chest was heaving.  I was moaning out loud without even knowing
it. God I never wanted anything so bad in my life... He stopped moving his
penis up and down, and the head nestled up against the opening of my tiny
back channel.  I pushed back against him, feeling the pressure increase. 
He remained motionless, and my hips began swaying slightly, my tight hole
pushing more firmly up against his rigid organ. "In me!" I was silently
screaming, "I want it in me!" "Brad...now..." I gasped. I pushed back
against him again, and although I could feel the pressure increase as his
tiny pee slit pushed against my puckered opening...it still
wasn't...wasn't...wasn't... "Brad...please..." I
whimpered...begging...pleading... He gave a sudden thrust forward...

   Oh God the pain...

   Agony...searing...burning...tearing...ripping me...

   A thousand little fingers of white hot lightning ripped through my tiny
back hole as spasms of unbelievable pain shot through my entire body.  He
was going to kill me...I was going to die...no...I wanted to
die...no...just stop...make the pain go away...do
something...anything...just make it stop.

   I was paralyzed...I tried to scream...I couldn't...

   I tried to move...I couldn't...

   I tried to breathe...I couldn't...

   Tears filled my eyes as the terrible waves of agony kept washing over
me...through me.  It felt like every nerve in my body was concentrated as
the tiny tight opening to my back channel...and every one of them was
screaming in anguish... ...crying...whimpering...begging...pleading...make
it stop...please dear God...make it stop... I reached back and grasped his
hips in desperation.  "Wait," I managed to croak. He froze and we just
stayed there...for seconds...minutes...hours...days...forever. The tears
were running freely down my face as spasm after spasm of unbelievable
agaony racked my body.  I was shaking...quivering...crying...sobbing
uncontrollably. "It's not supposed to be tlike this!" I was silently
screaming.  This was supposed to feel
good...wonderful...sexy...pleasure...but not this! Suddenly, I became
aware, through the mist of mind numbing anguish, that my one hand was
wet...hot...sticky. "Oh God no!" I silently screamed at myself.  In my
tortured panic, I had grabbed and squeezed his injured thigh so hard that
his blood was running all over my hand. The tears started again.  "What
else?" I whimpered to myself.  "He'll never talk to me again...never look
at me again...he'll hate me forever..." My mind was so fixed on what a
little girl jerk I was being that at first I didn't even notice the pain in
my tiny back hole start to subside.  But it did... I got my breathing back
and opened my mouth...gasping huge gulps of air as fast as my tortured
lungs would allow. Only after several deep breaths did I even start to
become aware that the terrible agony in my tight back channel was
diminishing.  The pain was still severe...I still felt like I was on
fire...ripping...tearing...but maybe not dying...maybe even surviving... I
had to get him out of me...somehow...but I was afraid to move...and sure
didn't want him to move. The pain had almost died off to a dull throb when
his penis gave an involutary twitch. It started all over again...the
searing...burning...torture...fire...pain...anguish...a new flood of tears
filled my eyes as I began sobbing uncontrollably. This time the torture
only lasted a few minutes and then subsided...almost quickly... "I've got
to get him out of me..." was all I could think.  But what to do...I was
still paralyzed.  I knew if he even moved, even the tiniest bit, the waves
of agony would start all over again. We remained frozen for several
moments...and the pain once again died away to a dull throb. I pulled my
hand off his injured thigh and brought it up to my face, glancing at it. 
Oh God...it was covered in blood...his blood...dripping... "Brad, I am so
sorry," I whimpered.  The tears and sobbing started all over again.  I had
never been so embarassed, so humiliated, in my entire life.  I had never
felt so stupid...a jerk...an idiot...a fool...a...a...a...child... My god's
only reply was, "Are you OK?" "Me?" I almost shrieked, "What about you? 
Look at my hand!" I made half an attempt to hold up my blood soaked hand.
"Don't worry about me.  I'll be fine.  I've had worse," was all he said.
Maybe it was the brief conversation, maybe that was a distraction.  Maybe
it was just the seconds having time to go by...maybe it was my tiny back
hole having time to adjust...maybe it was...I don't know what it was... But
the pain...the burning...the torment...the agony...were gone...gone. It was
now more like a discomfort.  I felt filled...really
filled...stretched...even though he was only a little bit in me.  I started
thinking maybe it wasn't time to panic...maybe it wasn't time to get him
out of me...maybe it wasn't time to... "Brad," I gasped huskily,
"Move...just a little tiny bit." "Which way?" he whispered back. "In...just
a little tiny bit.," I gasped back. I cringed, winced.  Every muscle in my
body tightened...expecting the worst. He leaned forward just a fraction.  I
felt his penis push a little bit further up inside of me. No pain...no
pain...no pain... The nerve endings in my tiny back hole were still
shrieking...but not in agony...more like...more like...more like...I don't
know...it was just...something...I don't know. "Brad," I whispered," a
little more..." He moved again.  I felt his penis throb and twitch as he
pushed it a little further inside my tiny channel.  Still no pain...it
was...it was... "Brad," I murmured, "all the way...just go really slow." I
felt him push forward slowly...steadily.  His penis was filling me
like...like...I'd never been filled before.  I was going to explode from
the inside...maybe...it was filling me...expanding me...stretching
me...deeper...more...filling...deeper...filling...more... The tight
entrance to my tiny back hole was alive with nerves...all of them screaming
out.  It wasn't pleasure...it wasn't pain...it wasn't sexual really...not
even sensual...just...just...intense. Intense turned into highly erotic as
I felt his balls push against the drenched lips of my pussy.  He was all
the way in me!  My little back channel had a guy's penis all the way up
inside! Not just a penis...not just a guy's penis...my god's penis. I was
floating...the terrible agony of minutes ago was quickly forgotten as he
began a slow, sensuous, in and out movement.  He would push all the way
inside, filling me, expanding me, and pull slowly out until just the head
remained trapped by my tiny opening. This was exquisite!  My breathing
became labored as he fell into a steady rythm.  I had never felt so
alive...so aware...so conscious...focused on the sparks shooting out from
my tight back hole entrance.  I felt my pussy release another flood of
juices. I wiped my bloodied hand on the pillowcase and quickly moved it
down between my legs.  My fingertip was tormenting my lust engorged clit as
I heard Brad's breath start to get raspy. The pace of his movements
increased.  Every stroke in...every stroke out...had the nerves in my tiny
opening screaming for more.  Never had I dreamed... My finger movements
became faster as I felt the beginnings of a wondrous release start to wash
over me.  My pussy was dripping...gushing...my clit was throbbing. He
pushed his penis all the way up inside of my tight channel and held it
there.  I felt it twitch, throb,jerk...I thought he was going to suirt.
Inside of my butt...Brad...squirting in my butt...I was delerious...it sent
me over the edge. Panting...moaning...whimpering...sobbing...I came. I felt
my tight back opening clamp down around his penis as the spasms racked
through my body.  Tears filled my eyes again as the sensations consumed
every ounce of me.  I couldn't breathe...again.  I couldn't move...again.
Shuddering, I just tried to focus and concentrate on the delicious waves
shooting out of my back side hole and rushing through my entire body. I was
starting to come back down to earth, gasping as I tried to get my breathing
back.  I felt his penis twitch again and just laid there, relishing the
moment...the warmth...the glow. Neither of us moved for a few seconds,
neither speaking.  It was a few moments later that I felt his penis twitch
again...and again a few seconds after that. Some kind of alarm was going
off in my lust filled brain. His penis twitched again and I slowly realized
it wasn't shrinking...wasn't getting soft. He hadn't come! My god had
waited patiently for me...worrying only about my pleasure...and hadn't
come. I thought I was in love him before...now I knew I was. I looked back
over my shoulder and whispered in my sexiest voice, "Brad...pull it out."
He looked at me in shock...like...like...what the hell? "Trust me," I
purred, "pull it out." He silently did as I aked, although I thought the
expression of shock and amazement on his face had turned to one of extreme
disappointment. I scrambled around and gently pushed on his chest, laying
him out flat on his back.  His penis was sticking straight up in the
air...a tower...a monument. I quickly garbbed the base of his shaft in a
loose fist and pushed the head into my mouth.  My tongue was swirling
around his throbbing shaft as I began bobbing my head up and down.  I felt
his head invade my throat, pausing...waiting for the gagging sensation to
stop, then locked my fingers against my lips, moving my mouth and my hand
up and down as one.  I felt his hips start to buck...hump...against my
face. I moved up, straddled his waist with my hips, positioning my hole
directly over his throbbing penis.  I grasped it in one hand, slowly
lowering myself until I felt his head pushing against my back channel
entrance. I lowered myself further, feeling him enter me...again.  There
was no pain this time, just the exquisite pleasure of feeling his throbbing
penis pushing into my tight hole. I lowered myself further.  This was
incredible.  The angle was different...the penetration felt different...the
head of his penis was rubbing parts of the inside of my channel that hadn't
been touched before. I began rocking up and down, panting as I increased
the pace.  I was raising and lowering myself, savoring the feeling of each
stroke...taking him all the way up inside of me...and then pulling back
until just the head remained trapped inside my tight hole. My bobbing
movements fell into a slow, steady rythm as I spread my knees apart,
reaching a hand down between my legs and spreading open the lips of my
drenched pussy.  His eyes immediately fell between my legs, staring at my
wide open display as I contued moving my back hole up and down the length
of his shaft. I brought my other hand up to my mouth, extending my middle
finger and pushing it in between my lips.  I sucked
suggestively...lewdly...for a moment and then moved that hand too down
between my legs. His hips were starting to hump against my butt as I placed
my wet middle finger on my clit and began moving it around in small
circles, tormenting my hard throbbing button. Oh God...heaven! My clit was
on fire...my tiny back chute screaming at the intense feeling as I felt a
gigantic orgasm start to overtake me. My finger was flying on my engorged
clit, my tight puckered hole ravishing up and down his penis...and all of a
sudden I was gasping...moaning...panting...screaming... I felt my tiny back
hole clamp down on his throbbing penis like a vise.  I could barely breathe
as spasm after spasm racked my body.  This orgasm was...was...like a tidal
wave.  It kept growing and growing...getting stronger and stronger...more
and more powerful.  It wouldn't stop...wouldn't slow... It seemed to last
forever, and when the spasms finally seemed to subside a little bit I found
myself shaking...quivering.  I was gasping through my mouth in deep
lungfuls. My whole body felt like rubber...shivering...trembling. I felt
his penis start to twitch and jerk again and leaned forward...whispering in
his ear, "Don't come yet." I leaned up a bit to look into his eyes. He
stared at me in shock...disbelief. My lips returned to his ear, whispering
again, "I want to taste you.  I want to drink you." I lifted myself off his
throbbing penis and moved between his legs, spreading his knees far apart.
I slid one hand down between his legs, pushing the tip of my middle finger
against his tiny back opening, while gently cupping his balls in my palm. I
opened my lips slightly and leaned forward, feeling the head of his penis
move into my waiting mouth. I held him there for a moment, with just the
head inside my lips, and swirled my tongue all around the smooth skin,
pausing to probe at his tiny pee hole. His penis was twitching again as my
head moved forward, engulfing more of him until the head was brushing the
roof of my mouth.  Moving forward further still, his head entered my
throat. Pausing until the gagging sensation passed, his penis seemed to be
still growing in my mouth...filling it...stretching my lips. "This is what
was just in my little back hole?" was the thought wandering through my
brain.  All of a sudden the earlier moments of excruciating agaony became
clear.  This still growing monster had been inside me! Moving my head
again, my lips brushed against his coase pubic hair.  Pausing again, with
his entire penis in my mouth and throat, my tongue swirled all around his
shaft, delighting in feeling him twitch and throb. I pushed the tip of my
finger inside his back hole, hearing him gasp as I pulled back my head and
curled my other hand into a loose fist, grasping the base of his shaft. The
index finger and thumb of that hand were glued to my lips as both hand and
mouth began bobbing up and down as one. I wiggled the tip of my middle
finger in his tight rear channel and increased the rythm of my
bobbing...stroking...sucking...kissing...licking...his pulsing penis as his
hips began bucking...humping up off the bed. My palm felt his balls start
to tighten and contract and it was clear it was time. My hand and mouth
were flying up and down the length of his throbbing tower as he groaned and
began to jerk, his hips mashing against my lips, hips penis ravishing my
mouth. His hips came up a foot off the bed as he froze, croaking, "Oh
Jesus..." I pushed my middle finger all the way up inside his tiny back
hole, wiggling it as I felt the first squirt blast against the roof of my
mouth.  It was followed quickly by a second...and third. I swallowed as
much as I could but still felt drops of his sweet cream dribbling out of
the corners of my mouth. He quirted a fourth time...and a little bit of a
fifth time. This time, his juice stayed in my mouth, coating my tongue.  I
swirled it around, savoring the slightly salty taste. He collapsed back on
the bed...panting...moaning. I swallowed again and used my fingertips to
collect the little droplets running down my chin. He seemed to be getting
his normal breathing back as I sucked my fingertips greedily into my mouth,
determined not to miss even one little drop. He was lying back, eyes half
closed, with a kind of a dreamy expression on his face.  He just looked so
content...so...peaceful...so...perfect. The slight taste of salt was still
in my mouth as I crawled up next to him.  Draping one leg over his thigh, I
dropped my arm across his chest as my head nestled in the crook of his
shoulder.  My pussy was pressed against his thigh, but not sexual...just
warm...intimate. His arm went around me, snuggling me against him.

   My lips returned to his ear as I whispered, "Thank you."

   My eyes were on his face as I started to doze.

   I think I saw my god smile.

   Pool Party Epilogue:

   Having finally finished this marathom day, I went back and read it
beginning to end, and even though it's horrendously lengthly, there's still
whole parts of that day that were left out...that I forgot...

   The Measurement: We lined all the guys up and stroked them until they
got fully hard and big...then got out a ruler and measured them.  (My
brother Ricky actually won that one at 6-1/4"...rest of the guys were all
between 5-1/2" and 6".

   The Squirting Contest: (Right after the measurement).  While the guys
were still all hard, we took turns stroking them until they came...seeing
which guy could squirt the furthest.  (Tommy won that one...I think in
Lisa's hand)

   The "Quick Come" contest, Lisa's idea (who else?): Each of us chose one
guy and took his penis in our mouth.  Using only lips, tongue, and mouth,
(no hands allowed), we raced to see which one of us could make the guy come
first.  (Jen won that one, with Michael I think...but it might have been
Eric.)

   These might be worth revisiting to tell the story some time down the
road.

   But for now...happy holidays.

   xxx, Michelle