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   Summer Ch.  04

   By arrangement the three of us, Dave, Sue and I, had met particularly
early this morning.  There was no reason to meet early except that by
unspoken agreement we wanted to be together as much as possible; the
discovery that we could get Sue naked on a daily basis had changed our
perspectives on the way we spent our time and to be honest I don't think
that we thought of much else except Sue and what lay beneath her clothes; I
for one certainly wanted to spend as much time in her company, preferably
undressing her, as was possible.

   Sue and Dave had both arrived at the corner of the playing field before
me this morning and were sitting there waiting for me, I could see them
sitting together on the wall by the road as I approached.  Even from the
distance Sue looked great, sitting there swinging her legs, her face
glowing in the early morning sun.  She saw me and waved; lightly hopping
down from the wall and brushing her hands down the back of her skirt.

   She turned to pick up her cardigan and I caught the outline and movement
of her breast through the thin material of her blouse and immediately
recognised that she was not wearing a bra today.  As she turned back to
face me I also thought that perhaps her blouse was open a button lower than
usual and suddenly I realised what these two items meant.  Tying her
cardigan around her waist she looked up and smiled as I approached.

   "Another lovely morning," she said.

   I looked her up and down appreciatively, "Getting better all the time" I
said and she smiled again.

   Dave smirked, "You came just in time."

   "Why's that?"

   "Saved the tart from a fate worse than death."

   Sue paused for a moment and looked at him, "Is that going to be my name
from now on?  Tart?"

   Dave looked at back, "Well you are aren't you?"

   "And what fate am I saving her from?" I asked trying to defuse what
looked as though it could possibly become a difficult situation.  Slow as I
was I realised that something was happening between them but I wasn't sure
what.  It would take years to realise that men were always slow on the
uptake when it came to deciphering relationships.

   Dave laughed and taking Sue's arm began to walk on.  "You saved her from
me." Sandra rolled her eyes at me in mock desperation.  "I was just about
to pull her over the wall and into the field." He swung her around to face
him and with one finger he pulled the neck of her blouse away and looking
down the front he said "Hmmm, that looks interesting, can't see a bra." He
looked up into her eyes and smiled, "Still thinking about it."

   "Guess I did come just in time then," I said catching up with them and
taking hold of Sue's other arm and swinging her away, "she wouldn't want to
be lumbered with a prat like you when I'm available."

   Sue looked from one to the other, "Spoilt for choice now" she smiled.

   "You don't have to choose," I said, "you can have both of us."

   "Oh good," she said obviously pleased by the idea.

   ***................................

   Our walk took us on a wide an circuitous route out of the village and up
past the local colliery on into 'Silverwood' woods, so called because the
woods comprised of silver birches with their distinctive grey/white bark. I
think our eventual aim was towards the reservoir but that was still some
distance away.

   In the early morning the woods were cool and inviting, not yet coloured
and dusted from the heat of the sun and we horsed around and shouted and
sang snippets of pop songs as we walked.  The paths were broad and well
trodden and the woods, although overgrown to waist height, were light and
relatively open.

   Later these woods would be buzzing with kids but for the time being we
had them to ourselves.  We knew these woods like the back of our hands and
almost automatically our feet took us, via various twists and turns, to the
top of the old quarry.  As we had grown up this old quarry had been many
things to us and our imaginations from moon craters to battlefields and
from the top it still provided the best views of the countryside for miles
around.

   The last few hundred yards to the edge of the quarry was steep and
overgrown which made access difficult and almost guaranteed a reasonable
degree of privacy and judging by the difficulties we had in making our way
through the last yards of undergrowth to the top even fewer people than I
remembered seemed to come here anymore.  Yet the views when we finally
broke out into the open were breathtaking.

   "I haven't been here in ages" said Sue.

   "Me neither" I said "what a view!"

   "Fantastic," agreed Dave.

   The wood behind us had opened out onto a narrow swathe of grass that ran
along the top edge of the quarry.  From this grassy lip the quarry fell
away in front of us in an almost sheer drop to the rock strewn, overgrown
floor some 100 feet below.  "You can see for miles" said Sue.  The sunlight
glinted on glass somewhere off in the distance.  "All those hundreds of
people out there all doing their own things, going their own ways."

   "Perhaps going off to strange, exotic places" I joined.

   "If you could be anywhere where would you be right now?" Dave asked.

   Sue looked at him.  "Anywhere in the world?"

   "Anywhere."

   She seemed to consider the question for a while and then she looked up
at Dave and burst out laughing.  "Look at you!  You look so sorry for
yourself!  She threw her arms around his neck and pressed her face to his.
"I wouldn't want to be anywhere except here you stupid bugger!"

   Dave looked sheepishly reassured and began to grin, "You sure?" he asked
nevertheless.

   Sue rubbed noses, "I am where I want to be.  You two are my closest,
best ever friends and I love being with you both.  This is where I choose
to be!""

   I moved up behind her and put my arms around the both of them.  "Is this
a private party or can anyone join in?"

   "It's certainly not private," she said, "look around you; this is about
as public as it gets but feel free to join in; two's company but three's
even better!" Dave laughed and face to face, pulled her to him.  I moved
closer and Sue was sandwiched between us.  She smiled "this is getting
cosy" she said.

   "I think we are back to being a private party," said Dave.

   Sue cuddled closer into him and rested her head on his shoulder.  "This
is not like the parties that I usually get invited to." I moved back a
little and ran my hands down her sides and rested them on her hips.

   "Why?  What's different?" I asked.

   Sue did not move.  "Everything." She whispered.

   I reached around between them and untied the cardigan at her waist and
dropped it on the floor beside us.  Sue lifted her head slightly and looked
at Dave before she laid her head back on his shoulder.

   Dave kissed her gently on her cheek, "I think you may be a little
overdressed for our little party don't you think?" He said.  Sue faintly
shrugged her shoulders.  I knelt down behind her and ran my hands up the
outside of her legs under her skirt.  I heard a very small and almost
startled "Oh!"

   I stood up, bunching her skirt up over my wrists as my hands travelled
up towards her waist, slowly exposing more and more of her legs.  She never
moved.  As I watched her school regulation grey cotton knickers came slowly
into view.  My hands moved over her bottom in a soft caress and I felt her
cheeks tense slightly to the touch.

   "School knickers?" I asked.

   Dave's eyebrows rose slightly, "Really?  God, but I do find school
knickers sexy.  Don't you?" He asked me over her shoulder.

   I found the waistband of her knickers and moved my hands inside, cupping
her smooth round cheeks.  "I think that what's inside is more exciting."

   Dave shrugged, "Can't disagree with that."

   I moved my hands to her hips and slowly eased her knickers down over her
hips.  "I do think that you could be a little overdressed for this
particular party" I said quietly.  "What do you think?" Sue did not answer
but kept her head on Dave's shoulder.  My fingers slid inside the knickers
and pushed down.  "I think we can dispense with these," I said easing them
clear of the swell of her hips.

   Once clear they slid slowly down her legs and pooled around her ankles.
My hands explored the fullness of her bottom before travelling down over
the back of her thighs and then back up and onto her waist, lifting her
skirt to expose her now naked rear.

   Dave looked at the smile on my face, "Good view?" he asked.

   "Better than the one you are looking at," I said, nodding my head in the
direction of the view away over the quarry.

   I saw Sue smile, "It's a bit of a public viewing at the moment.  Parts
of me feel a little exposed."

   Dave laughed.  "This is just about the most exposed place for miles. 
And probably just about the most private.  No one can see us from either
side and there's no-one in front of us for miles!" Sue looked doubtful and
glanced out over the view.  "Look on the bright side," said Dave, "If
anyone is watching they've already seen what you've got to show."

   "And," I carried on, "they have had a better view than they ever
expected." I stepped closer and moulded my hands around her arse.  "There,
no one can see anything now."

   My hands explored her flesh, separating the globes of her beautiful
bottom, my fingers moving down the crack between them.  Sue sighed.

   Dave stepped back a little, "I think it's about time we gave them
something else to look at" he said and began to play with the top button on
her blouse.  Sue stood stock still between us, her skirt bunched up at the
back and her knickers pooled around her ankles while Dave slowly and
deliberately unbuttoned her blouse.

   Dave quietly worked his way down the buttons, stopping between each one
to touch the newly exposed skin.  He finally undid the last button and
paused for a moment as if collecting his thoughts.  Reaching under the
blouse he slowly peeled the material back on both sides, leaving her
breasts bare.  Dave let his hands fall to his sides and just stood there,
his eyes travelling from her breasts to her face and then back again.  Sue
raised her chin slightly almost as in defiance of her growing nakedness.

   "No bra.  I noticed that earlier.  Now that's a sight worth seeing" he
said, almost to himself.

   "I'm pleased that I please you" she said quietly.

   "You left the bra off for us didn't you?  To make it easier for us to
get you naked." He reached out and touched her nipple and Sue shivered. 
"You are a tart.  Beautiful but a tart."

   Sue looked down at his hand on her naked breast and looked back at him.
"It's in my skirt pocket.  Tell me you don't like it."

   Glyn smiled and took hold of her nipple making her gasp, "You know I
like it" he said.

   "Good" she smiled.

   I moved closer in behind her, keeping the back of her skirt raised by
the press of our bodies.  I reached around and slowly, an inch at a time,
gathered the front of her skirt up into my hands.

   "I'm about to improve your view," I said to Dave.

   He stepped back a little and watched as her skirt rose slowly at the
front, exposing first her thighs and then the first wisps of hair as her
pubis came into view.  His eyes ollowed the rising hemline, "Absolutely the
best view in the world" he said and reached forward to lightly brush the
soft down on her stomach.

   I let the skirt fall and Dave looked up in surprise.  "No touching yet,"
I said and felt for the waistband of the skirt.  In one movement I pushed
the skirt down over her hips and let it fall.  Apart from a quick intake of
breath Sue never moved, she stood like a mannequin, her clothes bunched
around her ankles, allowing us to expose and undress her at will.  "Est
voila!" I said with a flourish, "How is that for a view?"

   "Wonderful!" He said quietly.  I reached between her arms and pulled her
blouse back off her shoulders.  The action thrust her breasts forward.

   "Any better?" I asked.

   Dave smiled, "Actually the view couldn't get any better.  Trust me." I
reached around from behind and cupped her breasts.

   "Just covering them up in case anyone is watching?" asked Dave.

   I found her nipples and squeezed gently.  Sue leaned back into me.  Dave
stepped back up close, facing her.  He watched her face as my hands fondled
her breasts and nipples from behind.

   "You do get naked easily don't you?" he asked.  He placed his hand
between her legs and I felt her move her stance to allow his hand easier
access.  He looked down,

   "You've not even had time to get your feet out of your clothes yet have
you?  You must be really eager to let us have you."

   He suddenly bent down out of sight and I felt Sue shuffle slightly and
then he reappeared and he held her knickers up.  He rubbed his fingers in
the crotch.

   "They're really wet," he said showing them to us.  "You have been
looking forward to this haven't you?"

   Sue didn't answer; she never did when confronted directly by her
desires. I saw him reach between her legs again and felt Sue stiffen
slightly, a slight exhalation of breath as his fingers found their way.

   He watched her face, "And you are very wet already."

   Sue just stood and let him touch her, put his fingers inside her, she
never made a sound.

   "You don't care now who can see us do you?  You just want us to keep on
doing this."

   I couldn't see what he was doing but I felt Sue stiffen again as his
hand moved between her legs.  I held her breasts without moving, just
lightly stroking her nipples between finger and thumb.  Dave moved even
closer and then leaned forward and kissed her on her lips, a deep,
lingering kiss which Sue only half returned.  She broke the kiss first and
Dave smiled.  All the while his hand continued to move.

   "I'm only using one finger," he said to her.  "Is it getting to you?"

   Sue didn't answer.  He moved slightly and Sue changed her stance a
little to accommodate the new arrangement of hand and fingers.  They were
standing nose to nose.  Dave had her full attention.

   "That's better," he said, "I can feel all of you now."

   He placed his other hand on her hip to steady himself as his hand
continued to move between her legs.

   "Is he touching your breasts?  Does it feel good?" Sue didn't answer. 
"And I\ve got my fingers inside you.  We've got ourselves a Sue sandwich. A
naked Sue sandwich." His voice was slow and slightly mocking; Sue continued
to stare back into his eyes without moving.  "How about what I'm doing? 
Does it feel good?  Is it going to make you come?"

   He stopped for a moment and held up his glistening fingers, "It seems to
be working doesn't it?  Look at my fingers.  You're getting wetter." He
gave her chance to look and then he placed his hand back between her legs.
Sue grunted softly as he reinserted his finger.

   "I think you're going to come," he said, "shall I use two fingers or are
you going to come with just one?"

   I could feel her nipples hardening as Dave moved his hand between her
legs again.  She moaned a little although she was obviously trying not to
give Dave the satisfaction of moving.

   "Ah," he said, picking up on the slight noise, "so you do prefer two
fingers; I thought you did."

   They continued to stand nose to nose as Dave worked his hand slowly
between her legs.  The silence began to stretch.  Her nipples were rock
hard and I could feel her legs begin to tremble slightly.  The corners of
Dave's mouth lifted slightly in a half smile.

   "How about I do this?" he said and while I could not see what he was
doing Sue suddenly buckled at the knees.

   I caught her as she slumped forward on to his hand and held her upright
again.  She tried to move her hands to grab at the hand between her legs
but I held them back.  Dave moved closer still until their faces were
touching, his fingers moving all the time between her legs.  He moved his
face slightly and ran his tongue along her lips.  She tried to move her
head back but there was no room.  She was held between us.  His hand
continued to move between her legs and I could feel her tremble at his
touch.  He kissed her again and this time she returned the kiss more
passionately.

   "Got you," he said with a slight sneer, "you are going to come for us
now."

   Holding her from behind I was half restraining, half supporting her. 
Her legs were slowly beginning to buckle as Dave moved his hands
purposefully between them.

   "Come on Sue," he urged quietly as her trembling increased, "you know
you want to come."

   Her breathing grew laboured and she rested her head against him.  He
kissed her again and returned the kiss passionately.

   "Just let go and give in to it," he coaxed, "it's easier just to come."

   She began to shake and I took her full weight as she slumped forward.

   "Come onto my fingers for me.  You are so wet down here, you're running
all over my hand!  You are desperate to come; just let yourself go and let
it happen."

   Sue clamped her lips together and stifled and cry as Dave continued to
methodically move between her legs.

   "Give in Sue," he continued to urge, "Just come for us.  Just come onto
my hand."

   Sue began to buck as the hand between her legs drove her closer to the
edge.

   "Just come; just give in and come for us, that's all you have to do,
it's so easy, just come."

   Suddenly Sue threw her head back and cried out; her legs buckled
completely even as she tried to open them wider.  I held her upright as she
came.  Dave lifted her face with his free hand to watch her as he continued
to work his fingers inside her.  She shuddered and cried out as spasm after
spasm wracked through her.  I slowly let her down and Dave followed her to
the ground, his fingers still deeply embedded within her.

   I lay her down and knelt beside her as the last of her climax shuddered
through her body.  I looked between her legs and saw the moisture
glistening on her inner thighs; Dave's hand was still moving deep between
her open legs.  I took her limp arms and held them by the wrist above her
head.

   Sue opened her eyes, "No more," she said weakly, "Give me a rest.  That
was too intense."

   "Just one more," I said watching Dave's hand continue to move slowly
between her open legs.  I caressed her breasts with my free hand.

   "Oh God," said Sue quietly.

   "Just one more," I said again and Sue closed her eyes.

   Our hands moved over and in her, leisurely and deliberately touching her
most intimate areas, slowly coaxing a response from her limp body; and
respond she did.  Quietly her tired, wonderful, body began to move under
our hands, following our fingers and sensations they created; her skin,
soft and smooth, dimpling to the passage of our hands and lips.  Her
excitement grew, her hips rising with her passion as our fingers probed and
explored her.  Finally we drew the climax from her and with a cry she
arched her back and trembled in the bright sunlight as the passion overtook
her.

   As the climax slowly ebbed she sank back onto the grass and lay quietly.
Dave gathered her clothing together and sat beside her.  Her blouse was
crumpled around her shoulders and Dave straightened it as she lay there
unmoving.  He pulled a packet of cigarettes from his pocket.  Leaning over
her recumbent body he held the pack out to me.  I shook my head.  He took
one for himself and lit up and we sat in the sunshine and admired the view.

   Eventually Sue opened her eyes.  She looked around and pulled her blouse
across her breasts.  We sat quietly for some time and watched her until Sue
eventually turned over and reached passed Dave for her clothes.  We thought
for a moment that she was going to get dressed but she rolled cardigan and
knickers into a ball and put them behind her head as a pillow.  Sitting up
she quickly shuffled her skirt over her feet and pulled it up before again
laying down and closing her eyes.

   Dave reached over and pulled her blouse apart to expose her breasts, Sue
pulled a face and put her tongue out at him but she kept her eyes closed
and lay there quietly in the sun, semi-naked, her blouse open and her
breasts free.

   Dave smoked his cigarette and watched her, He reached out and slowly
stroked her breast, She did not move and made no attempt to brush his hand
away.  I moved around and laying on my back at right angles to her I laid
my head on her stomach.  Dave lay down beside her.  We lay quietly for a
while.  Dave finished his cigarette and flicked it in a graceful arc away
over the edge of the quarry.

   Suddenly Sue sat half up and said to no one in particular "He was
wanking wasn't he?"

   I rolled my head to look at her.  "The train driver?" I asked and she
nodded.  "I'll say he was."

   "Haven't you ever seen anybody masturbate before?" Dave asked.

   She lay back, propped up on her elbows.  "Not really.  Only when I was a
kid, down behind our shed.  It was Alan from next door." Alan was about
seven or eight years older than us.  He was working away from home now,
somewhere down South.

   "What happened?" said Dave.

   Sandra shrugged slightly "It was years ago.  I was very young and didn't
really know what was happening.  I was playing in the back garden with
Jackie and me mum called her in for something so I was left on my own. 
Anyway I walked round the back of our shed and there was Alan and a couple
of his mates."

   "Doing what?" Dave asked.

   "They were huddled together and talking in whispers.  There was
obviously something going on and I guess I was just dead curious, you know
how nosey I am.  "

   Dave nodded solemnly and Sue put her tongue out at him.  Her breasts
moved in the sunlight.

   "Anyway, when I when I walked up them I could see that Alan had his
pants down around his ankles and was pulling his shirt and vest up.  My
eyes nearly popped!  I'd heard that boys were different but that was the
first one I'd ever seen.  It was sticking out in front of him like a
flagpole.

   I tried to run away but his mates grabbed me and pulled me back into the
circle.  They were laughing.  They thought it was a great joke.  They made
me put my hand on it.  Alan put his hand on top of mine and made me rub it
up and down.  While I was trying to get my hand free one of his mates just
reached up and pulled my knickers down."

   "Bloody hell" Dave said, "what happened?"

   "Well, the other one pulled up my skirt.  He said it was only fair that
if I was looking at theirs they should be able to see mine.  He put his
hands between my legs and I think that's when I started to cry.  I was more
frightened than anything else.  Then I think Alan came."

   "What do you mean you think he came?" asked Dave.  "It's usually fairly
obvious."

   "It was all a blur.  I don't really remember any of it that clearly,"
she shook her head slightly as if trying to clear her memory and again her
breasts moved enticingly in the sunlight.  "one minute I was playing in the
garden and the next I was holding Alan's dick and his mates had my pants
off and their hands between my legs!  I had no idea what was happening. 
Then Alan groaned and my hand was all wet.  It was all so confusing and I
guess I was just frightened.  I was only a kid."

   "What happened?" Asked Dave finally giving in to temptation and reaching
out and touching her breast.

   Sue smiled at his touch and shook her shoulders so that her breasts
moved again.  "I think I kicked out and began to struggle.  They must have
been frightened that someone would hear because they tried to cover my
mouth.  I remember biting down hard and someone screamed and then either I
got away or they let me go, I'm not sure which, but suddenly I was racing
up the garden with my pants around my ankles.  I remember falling over
twice but was too panicked to stop and pull them up!"

   Dave chuckled at the thought.

   "Anyway, just as I reached the house I ran into Jackie.  She could see I
was in a state and I just blurted the whole thing out.  Jackie sorted me
out, wiped my nose and my hand and pulled my knickers up."

   Dave laughed, "She always was the bossy sort."

   "And then she grabbed my hand and dragged me back down the garden
towards the shed.  I was frightened but she went at them like a tiger! 
Fists, nails, teeth and boots!  She just tore into them!"

   "Bloody hell!  What happened?"

   "They ran off!  Took off like frightened rabbits!  I guess they were
scared that the noise would bring my Mum and I would tell on them."

   "Would you have?" Said Dave still fondling her breast.  She was watching
him play with it in a quiet, contented sort of way.

   "Don't know.  Too long ago to remember really.  I think I was calming
down and Jackie was laughing her head off when they ran away.  She was
standing there shouting and cursing after them.  I don't really know what I
was thinking.  Alan turned around when he was far enough away and shouted
that he'd get Jackie for this but she just made as if to chase him and he
was off again, still holding his trousers up, running as fast as he could."
My head bounced on her tummy as she laughed.

   "And did he?" I asked.

   "What?"

   "Get Jackie for it?  As I remember he was a bit of a vindictive bugger."

   "I don't know," she said slowly, "I know something happened between them
some time later but I don't really know what.  She never told me."

   "She probably beat the crap out of him again if I know her." Said Dave
laughing but I noticed that Sue didn't laugh this time.

   "Yeah probably."

   "Did it have any effect on you?" I asked.

   "Like what?  "

   "I've been reading a bit about it, These events can have a traumatic
effect later on in life."

   "Really?" She said.  "Keep your books to yourself." She spread her arms
as wide as she could while still leaning on her elbows.  "Here I am lying
half naked in the open air having made love with two guys and having
watched a train driver wank himself stupid over me.  What do you think? 
Did it have any effect on me?"

   "But I think that you wanted this to happen" I said indicating vaguely
around the three of us, "but I guess that you didn't want the other with
Alan and his mates.  That makes a difference."

   Sue shrugged.  "You may be right.  The 'do' with Alan certainly wasn't
exciting, it was frightening; while watching that driver certainly was
certainly different!  And how!  I just couldn't believe he was doing that!"

   "What about what you were doing?  He certainly couldn't believe his
luck. He'll probably wank himself silly for a year after seeing you strip
off.

   "I know," said Sue, "I can't believe I did it either!  But it was just
so bloody exciting!  When he started to plead I just wanted to make him
happy."

   "Well you certainly did that.  He's probably gone cross eyed trying to
wank himself to death." Said Dave.

   Sue laughed.  "I did get a bit carried away didn't I?  What the hell
have you guys done to me?"

   "Done to you?" Said Dave.  "Bloody hell!  I haven't thought about
football at all since this started."

   Sue snorted and pushed him away.  She placed her hand on my shoulder and
I tuned to look at her.  "Do you wank?" She asked.

   "What?"

   "Do you wank?  It's a straightforward question."

   "Well, yeah" I said surprised, "of course I do.  Every bloke does."

   "When?"

   I looked at Dave who just shrugged noncommittally.

   "Every chance I get.  Sometimes two or three times a day." I looked over
at Dave again.  "You do the same don't you?"

   Dave shrugged.  "About that" he said.  "Why?" he asked Sue "do you?"

   Sue smiled.  "I'm not really equipped to wank but I masturbate a lot. 
Or I used to; don't seem to need to recently."

   I smiled "Happy to oblige." I said.

   Sue sat up and my head slid down into her lap.  I looked up at her.  Her
face was serious.  "Will you do it for me?" She said.

   "What?"

   "Masturbate, wank, toss off, whatever you want to call it.  Will you do
it for me?"

   "What?  Here?  Now?"

   She cradled my head, her blouse hanging down created a sort of private
tent, a shaded place where she leaned over and placed her nipple in my
mouth.  I suckled it in.  Sue closed her eyes.

   "Is there a better time?" She said.

   At that moment I had to agree that masturbating was high on my list of
priorities.  I know that all the guys had done little else since we had
first managed to get our fingers into Sue, but strange as it seemed we had
never thought of doing it with her.

   We all had raging erections the whole time we were with her but we
always waited until we were alone before we pulled our trousers down and
masturbated; stupid as it sounds it never crossed our minds to do anything
else.  Masturbating had never been a group activity; we all did it, and we
all knew that we all did it, but it was something that we all did in
private.

   I suckled on her nipple and thought about it.  Her other breast found
its way into my hand.  Sue's eyes were still closed.  I pushed a little and
she lay back with me still suckling her breast.

   Dave reached in behind me and flipping her skirt up he put his hand
between her legs.  Sue moaned contentedly and I felt her open her legs for
him.

   "I want you both to masturbate for me." She said quietly, her voice
growing slightly husky.  "I want to watch.  It's only fair."

   I sat up and looked at her as she gave herself up to Dave's fingers.  I
ran my hands over her chest, feeling the curve and swell of her breasts. 
The sun shone down us.  Dave moved his fingers inside her and she began to
move with him.  I lay down beside her my hands still caressing her breasts.

   She closed her eyes "I'm coming" she said.

   She gripped my arm and bit her lip.  Suddenly she raised her shoulders
and hips off the ground as if she was doing stomach crunches.  She cried
out and then came in a long series of silent intense shudders.  As the
climax passed she slowly released my arm and fell back.

   We lay there quietly in the sun for a while, Dave and I laying on either
side of her, just gently touching her, feeling the shape of her breasts and
the curve of her.  Sue lay between us slowly coming down.  Dave and I just
getting off on watching her laying naked, totally abandoned, slowly coming
down.

   "You are right" I said quietly, she slowly opened her eyes to look at
me, "It is only fair." I said.

   She smiled, "Will you do it for me now?"

   I looked at Dave and nodded.  "If you want me to." I said to her.

   She smiled again, "Please."

   I wasn't sure what to do now, as I have said masturbation was a very
frequent but also a very solitary occupation.  I rolled over onto my back
and unbuckled my belt.  Sue pushed herself up onto one elbow to watch and
Dave peered over her shoulder.

   I was becoming very self-conscious and could feel my erection beginning
to wane.  I popped the stud on my jeans and pulled down the zip.  I slid my
hand down the front of my pants.

   "What are you doing?" Sue asked.

   "What do think I'm doing?" I said defensively.  "I'm going to wank."

   "But I want to watch," she said, "pull your jeans down.  I want to see
what you're doing."

   I was about to argue when I thought 'what the hell' and before I really
knew what I was doing I was arching my back to raise my bum off the ground
and was pushing my jeans and pants down to my thighs.

   Sue leaned forward for closer look.  My penis had developed a severe
case of stage fright by this time and just lay there as she inspected it.

   "Take your top off as well." She said.

   I half sat up and pulled my T-shirt over my head, dropped it at my side
and then lay back.  Sue looked me up and down and then she placed her hand
on my chest in an exploratory gesture and spread her fingers wide.

   "You have such smooth skin." She said.

   I could feel the touch of her fingers in every nerve ending in my entire
body.  No one had ever touched me like that before.  Sue trailed her
fingers down my chest and over my stomach and down onto the skin of my hip
carefully avoiding my pubic area.  I lay there and watched her face as she
touched me.  Every sensation; wonder, fear and excitement were clear in her
eyes.

   My penis twitched and her eyes widened as my penis began to revive and
grow.  Her fingers stopped moving.  Dave reached around under her arm.  He
pulled her blouse aside and cupped her breast.

   She snuggled her breast into his hand and looked at me "Go on," she
said. "Please, go on."

   I closed my eyes for a moment to gather my courage, took a deep breath
and wrapped my fingers around the head of my penis and slowly pulled my
foreskin back.  I was acutely aware of my nakedness, of my vulnerability
and I began to see how Sue felt when we forced her to strip; and suddenly I
began to understand the sexiness of vulnerability, of submission and
exhibitionism and I felt my penis growing again.

   My fingers took over without me thinking about it.  I opened my eyes,
Sue was leaning in closely, watching intently, her fingers still on my hip.
I could see Dave's hand slowly caressing her breast and nipple.

   I followed Sue's gaze down to my penis where drops of colourless liquid
were now leaking from the tip.  Sue made to speak but I said "No, it's
pre-cum.  It's just a lubricant.  It's just like your juices before you
cum."

   Sue nodded and opened her mouth to say "Oh" but no words came out.  My
fingers were working on autopilot now, following a regular mechanical
rhythm; masturbation and I were old friends.  I had lost my inhibitions. 
In fact, having Sue watch was beginning to add an extra dimension to the
act.  I could feel the familiar tightening begin in my balls, signalling
the beginning of the climax.

   "I'm going to cum soon." I said, my fingers now only stroking the
sensitive head in response to the pressure for release building steady
within me.

   "Why are you doing it like that?" Sue asked, breaking the reverie
somewhat.

   "Like what?" I asked.

   "You're just holding the top of it." She said.

   It took me a second to realise what she was talking about, my fingers
were now on automatic and I was simply riding the pressure to my climax as
I always did.  I slowed the pace a little and tried to explain that only
the head of the penis was really sensitive and it increased the pleasure to
place your fingers just on or below the ridge around the top.

   Sue leaned forward to look at what I was talking about and suddenly it
all became academic; the sun on my skin, the way Sue was watching me with
such concentration, Sue's breasts swaying in front of me, Dave's fingers on
her nipple, all became too much and I began to climax.

   "I'm coming!" I gasped and felt the first jet of sperm race up from my
curled toes.

   My fingers moved in time to oldest rhythm in the history of mankind and
as the first spasams gripped me I began to cum.  With eyes wide as saucers
Sue lay beside me and watched in fascination as I reached the greatest
climax of my young life.  My fingers slowed down and took a death grip
around my rock hard shaft as my climax hit me.

   My balls tightened and my world exploded as the first load of cum flew
through the air and landed on my stomach.  I could feel more cum run down
my hand as I continued to pump away at my penis.  A second spasm shook me
and I felt a second smaller load land in my pubic hair.  I curled up and
groaned around by clenched fingers, my hand jerking spasmodically, milking
the last ounce of fluid from my penis.

   With my hand still wrapped around my penis and with a series of shudders
I slowly sank on to my back on the ground.

   Sue moved in closer, she reached out and uncurled my hand from around my
penis and moved it out of the way.  With an air of excited concentration
she peered intently at my slowly wilting penis.  She reached over and
dipped her fingers into the mess of semen which had pooled on my stomach.
She raised some to her nose and sniffed it before rubbing it between her
fingers to try it's texture.

   "I don't know what I expected." She said finally indicating the cum,
"but that wasn't it."

   She put her fingers back into the pool on my stomach and rubbed it
around; finally putting her hand flat on my skin and rubbing the fluid
around.  In the heat the cum rapidly dried and disappeared, when it had
just about all gone she raised her hand and looked closely at it.

   "It's amazing stuff isn't it?" I shrugged, I hadn't really thought about
it that much, sperm just happened.  "All those little tadpoles.  Smaller
than you can see."

   She reached down and gingerly tried to pick some of the sperm up that
was caught up in my pubic hair.  As the sperm broke up she tried harder to
catch some and her fingers brushed lightly against the side of my penis and
it twitched in response.  She looked up at me,

   "He moved".

   I raised myself up on my elbows, looked down and nodded.

   "You got him interested." I said.  She looked at me.

   "What do you mean?"

   "You touched him."

   She looked at my penis again.  "Just touching him can make him move?  Is
he that sensitive?"

   I nodded, "Uh hu.  Just think about how sensitive you are when we touch
you"

   She spread her fingers in my public hair, deliberately touching the base
of my penis.  He jerked at the touch and began to rise a little.  Dave, who
had been stroking Sue's bum, ran his fingers down the crack and between her
legs.  Sue smiled over her shoulder at him.

   "What are you doing?" She asked.

   His fingers found her wetness and began to probe deeper.  "Just seeing
how sensitive you are." He replied.  Dave's fingers made her bold and she
suddenly reached out and wrapped her hand around my penis.

   "God he's smooth." She said as her fingers began to explore.

   My penis responded as a young man's penis will and immediately began to
grow.  She held it gently, her fingers touching, working their way around
it.  Feeling braver she wrapped her hand around the shaft.  I could feel
him grow in her hand, gently swelling, pushing between her fingers like the
soft nose of an eager young puppy.

   "Isn't he fantastic?" .She asked no one in particular, talking directly
to my penis.  Had he been able to speak he would have agreed that her hand
did indeed make him feel fantastic.  Almost reluctantly her hand slowly
released my penis and moved down to cup my balls.  She held them lightly.
"They're moving!" She said in some surprise.

   I smiled as I watched her hand holding and playing with me.  "I know
they do."

   "Why?"

   I half shrugged, "No idea really.  They just do."

   She let go and brushed her fingers through my pubic hair.  "It feels the
same as mine." She said.

   I laughed.  "Oh no it doesn't.  Nothing feels as good as yours."

   Even with Dave's fingers still inside her she blushed.  She wrapped her
fingers around it, feeling the shape of my penis and the texture of the
skin before beginning to stroke her fingers tentatively up and down the
shaft.  The movement of her fingers caused an immediate overload of my
sensory system, all sensors began to flash warning signs and sound alarms.

   "Will this make you come?" She asked seriously.

   "Bloody hell yes!." I replied.  "Just keep doing that."

   She looked up at my face and smiled and then went back to concentrating
on my penis; continuing her long gentle stroke.  I closed my eyes and gave
myself up to the feeling.  "My God that feels fantastic."

   "Has anyone ever done this to you before?"

   I shook my head.  "No.  Only me." She began to lengthen the stroke,
moving slowly up and down the shaft.

   "So I am your first?" I opened my eyes to watch.  Her fingers were
creating the most perfect feeling I had ever experienced.  I could not take
my eyes off the sight of her hand wrapped gently around my penis, her
breasts rubbed softly across my skin as she moved, her hard nipples a
distinctly counterpoint against the softness of her breasts.  She looked
up. "Am I?" She asked.

   "Are you what?" I managed to say, the question lost in the moment.

   "Am I the girl first to do this to you?" Her fingers lingered at the top
of the stroke.

   "Oh yes." I said.  "Oh God yes!"

   She leaned closer still, a slight frown of concentration on her face. 
"Does it take long?"

   "What?"

   "To cum."

   Her fingers felt fantastic and despite having only just come I could
feel myself beginning to tighten again.  "Oh no, just keep doing that." She
smiled.

   "Am I doing it right?" Her face was earnest, the question I guess every
woman has asked the first time she masturbates a man.

   "Absolutely." I managed to say, "It feels fantastic!"

   The familiar sensation was growing in my balls.  I knew that I would not
last long.  Sue loosened her grip on my shaft and wrapped two fingers
lightly around the head of my penis.  She looked at me.  "You said the top
was the most sensitive." She began to stroke again, this time concentrating
on the head and foreskin, the pre-cum coating the head adding a silky
lubrication to the movement of her fingers.

   I think I must have moaned out loud because Sue looked up anxiously and
let go, "Are you OK?  Is doesn't hurt does it?"

   I groaned again and made to grab her hand and replaced it on my penis.
"No, no.  It's fine.  Don't stop.  That was bloody fantastic.  Don't stop!"

   Sue needed no second urging.  She seemed eager to continue.  Somewhere
in my subconscious I recognised that Dave's hand appeared and rested on
Sue's hip.  He had taken his fingers out of her.  He was also watching my
first masturbation.

   Sue again wrapped her fingers around the head of my penis and began to
stroke slowly up and down.  "Is this OK?" She asked.  I could only nod. 
The sensation was wonderful.  Her fingers continued to stroke.  More
pre-cum ran down onto her fingers.  The pressure in my balls began to
increase.  I watched in fascination as of their own accord my hips began to
lift my penis forward to meet the stroke of her hand.

   "I'm going to cum soon."

   Sue nodded and smiled, "Good.  Shall I just I just keep doing it like
this?"

   I nodded.  Her fingers were creating fantastic sensations that were
about to effect the desired result.  The need for release was rapidly
becoming overwhelming me.  I was about to cum.  Dave leaned forward. 
"Speed up a little" he said to Sue and her fingers picked up the pace.  It
was enough.  I began to thrust harder into her hand as her fingers took me
over the edge into the orgasm.  Sue yelped in delight as the first drops
splashed across her wrist and forearm.

   "Don't stop!" Urged Dave over her shoulder as Sue stopped moving her
fingers.  "Keep on wanking."

   Sue quickly resumed her motion as the second wave crashed over me. 
Sperm trickled down her hands and onto my skin.  She grabbed the shaft and
began milking with long deep strokes.  I closed my eyes and my head fell
back as my hips strained for a last time.

   The stroking continued but now softer than before.  I raised my head and
opened my eyes.  "You can stop now" Dave said smiling.  "He's done".

   Sue was looking at her hand which was still holding my penis.  Her eyes
were wide in astonishment.  Her hand and forearm shone wetly in the
sunshine.

   She let go of my penis and wiped the back of her hand on my skin before
wiping it up again and rubbing it back onto my penis which seemed to have
developed a life of its own and despite having now come twice it showed no
real signs of wilting.

   "Does it stay hard for a long time?" She asked holding it as though she
would never let go.

   "Not usually." I said, finding my voice again.  "He usually goes down
quickly.  I think he likes you."

   Sue smiled at me; I think it was the happiest smile I had ever seen. 
"And I like him" she said.

   Dave quietly cleared his throat and Sue looked over her shoulder
suddenly remembering he was there.  "Your turn," she said, "drop your
pants."

   Dave needed no second asking.  As Sue and I struggled to turn over to
face him he quickly lay on his back and unbuckled his belt.  Sue pulled his
shirt up as he pushed his pants down to his knees.  His already erect penis
sprang free like a dog let off the lead.  She put her hand on it.

   "Can you make it bounce like that?" She asked.

   "Take your hand off it" said Dave.  Sue did and Dave made his penis move
for her; Sue laughed with delight and took hold of it again.  Dave sighed
and lay back closing his eyes.

   I spooned up to Sue's back watching her slowly masturbate Dave.  I think
it was perhaps the most erotic sight I had ever seen.  This summer had
certainly turned out to be special in every sense of the word.

   While concentrating on slowly stroking Dave Sue must have become aware
of my penis nestling against her bum because she wriggled herself back
against me.  It felt really good and I reached down between us and pulled
her skirt up to her waist and out of the way.  Reaching down again I
stroked the smooth cheeks of her bum.

   She pushed gently back against my hand and I moved on down between her
legs.  She was so wet my fingers slipped inside her with ease.  Sue opened
her legs slightly to give me better access to her; all the while keeping up
a slow steady stroke on Dave's penis.

   Dave was the ultimate exhibitionist; he lay there in the sun, eyes
closed, his pants bunched around his knees, his legs crossed and his head
resting back on his hands.  Sue leaned gently over him and stroked his
penis with long slow movements of her hand.

   He was in no hurry to come.  He was contentment personified.  I slipped
another finger inside Sue and she grunted softly with pleasure.  Dave
opened his eyes and looked down at the hand on his penis.  It continued to
move sensuously and slowly up and down.

   "Are you fingering her?" He asked and I nodded; he squinted up into the
sun and then back at Sue, "She was really wet when she was tossing you off.
Is she still wet?" He asked as though this were a competition.  My fingers
moved inside her and she sighed.

   "Very wet," I replied.

   "Good." He said and closed his eyes again.

   Sue continued her slow stroking.  I moved my fingers deeper inside her
and saw Sue momentarily tightened her grip on Dave's shaft.  He shifted his
position slightly, pre-cum glistened on her fingers and around the head of
his shaft.  Sue bit her lip and rested her head on his chest.

   "Are you going to come?" I asked and she nodded.  "Will it take long?" I
asked, mimicking her earlier question to me.

   "Soon" she said faintly.  Her fingers continued to move gently over the
length of Dave's penis.  "God, but it just feels so good," she said.  I
wasn't sure if she was referring to my fingers or Dave's penis or both; I
also knew it didn't really matter.

   Dave opened his eyes and looked down at her.  She was watching his penis
closely and trying to concentrate on what she was doing although my fingers
were beginning to have an effect and her concentration seemed to be
wavering a little.

   "What feels so good?" he asked.

   "Everything" she replied vaguely.  "All of it."

   I curled my fingers inside her.  "This?" I asked.

   She bit her lip and closed her eyes momentarily.  "Yes" she said.

   "How about my dick?" Asked Dave.

   "All of it," she said, "it all just feels so bloody fantastic."

   Dave lay back again and smiled and closed his eyes.  "Oh good." He said
airily, "then you may continue."

   Sue wrapped her fingers gently around the sensitive tip of his penis,
"Why thank you sir.  Is this to your satisfaction?"

   Dave stiffened slightly and his hips quivered as her fingers began to
weave that easy magic that leads to certain climax.

   "Perfect," he said, "in fact it could be too perfect.  I think I'm going
to come soon."

   Sue smiled and continued with her stroking "Oh good," she said, "maybe
we will cum together."

   I could feel she was soaking wet between her legs, her juices were
everywhere.  I felt her begin to spasm as her climax began.  Her head went
down and her thighs gripped my hand.

   Suddenly Dave began to jerk his hips and the first jet of cum arced out
and landed on Sue's arm and hand; his head went back and he strained up and
into her hand.  Then they both fell silent, breathing laboured as though
they had just finished a long race, which in a way they had.

   Sue still held his shrinking penis while his cum ran down her hand onto
his belly and into his pubic hair, I took my fingers out of her and sat up
a little.  They never moved.  Sue lay half curled on Dave's chest like a
small and rather beautiful child.

   Eventually we untangled ourselves, brushed ourselves off, dressed and
continued our walk.  We put Sue's underwear in our pockets and she laughed
and tried to grab them back but Dave and I held on to them, adamant that
she would not need them for the rest of the of the day; or until she went
home!  To prove it Dave pushed her up against a tree and ran his hand up
her leg, found her and put a finger inside her.  Sue's eyes went round and
she breathed a silent 'Oh!'

   "See", he said.  "knickers only get in the way.  Life is much easier
without them."

   Sue swallowed and nodded.  Dave stepped back and let her skirt fall.

   "Shall we walk on?" I said and everyone nodded their agreement, Sue
perhaps a little more shakily than Dave and I.

   "Wonder who we can flash Sue to next?" I said.

   Sue laughed again, "Bloody hell!  First a train driver and now half the
bloody world!" She said indicating the countryside behind us.  "Is there
anyone left who hasn't seen up my skirt?"

   "That's the problem with being a tart" said Dave in mock seriousness. 
"Although it stands to reason that there must still be someone who hasn't
seen between your legs."

   Sue playfully hit him on the shoulder as he walked away.  She looked at
me for support and I shrugged noncommittally, "I don't think it's true at
all" I said and she smiled.

   "Thank you".

   "There must be at least half a dozen people left who haven't been in
your pants" I said and she put her tongue out at me and turned away.

   I stepped up behind her and raised the hem of her skirt and admired her
bottom and she laughed.

   "Lets go find them." she said and letting her skirt fall, I led the way
back down the slope and into the woods.



   Summer Ch.  05

   The walk to the reservoir took longer than usual.  There were frequent
halts while one or both of us would push Sue up against a tree or wall and
reach under her skirt or up under her blouse to touch or play with her
body. She never objected and was always accommodating to our somewhat crude
and coarse use of her; and we did use her.

   We would raise her skirt and make her sit or lay with her legs open
while we inspected between her legs to prove either one point or another.
We talked about her as though she were not there while we opened her blouse
or pulled up her skirt.  And whatever we did to her or how crudely we used
her she never objected or seemed embarrassed, in fact she seemed to
positively enjoy our attentions and would allow us to spread her legs or
bend her into whatever position we wanted; whenever and where ever we
chose.

   The sun was high overhead by the time we reached the water and the day
had again grown hot and uncomfortable.  We climbed over the stone wall that
formed the boundary of the reservoir and began to walk the pathway which
skirted the edge of the water.  From above the reservoir was shaped a bit
like a boomerang with serrated edges, all twists and turns with small trees
and bushes which was great for trespassers like us as it gave lots of
places to duck out of sight should the wardens turn up.  The reservoir was
the property of the water board and in those days was strictly off limits.
Not that the 'Private Property, Trespassers Will Be Prosecuted' notices
ever really bothered us; if the wardens ever spotted us they would yell a
lot and they did sometimes give chase but in the main we never saw them.

   As we continued our walk, heading further around the perimeter to a
secluded little spot we knew where the bottom of the reservoir slopped
gently away and you could paddle and cool your feet when, as we rounded a
bend, we walked into Mike and Roy, sitting quietly off the path smoking a
cigarette in the shade of a small tree.

   "Good job I'm not the warden," he said casually, "saw you coming ages
ago."

   "We weren't trying to hide," said Dave, "and it's far too hot for the
warden to be around."

   "Been here long?" A voice from behind them surprised us and suddenly
Jackie's head appeared between their shoulders.

   "Not long," she said, "just long enough to get my feet wet" and she held
up her socks and shoes as if to prove the point.

   Sue seemed the most startled, "What are you doing here?" She asked a
little sharply.

   "Now, now, sister of mine" Jackie replied scrabbling around Mike and
sitting between them "I was invited, wasn't I Mike?"

   Mike looked sheepish and nodded.  "No problem is there?" He asked.

   "No" Sue answered a little too quickly "no problem at all, just a bit of
a surprise that's all."

   "I'm not pushing in am I?" Jackie said a little slyly, the question
somehow pointed and heavy in the already hot and heavy air.  "Not spoiling
your fun?"

   Sue pushed the question aside lightly "Not at all, the more the merrier
I always say."

   Jackie pulled some weed from between her wet toes "Good, hate to be a
party pooper."

   Sue grabbed Dave and I by our arms and pulled us along the path, "Come
on then" she said brightly "let's go on a bit."

   Dave and I looked at each other and shrugged, something had happened
just then between the two sisters but we didn't know what.  I looked over
my shoulder to see Mike and Roy pushing themselves up to their feet to
follow us.  Jackie said something that I could not hear and Mike leaned
down and grabbing her ankles tipped her over backwards into the gully at
the side of the path.

   Jackie disappeared from view with a shriek.  Mike and Roy casually
turned and began to saunter along the path behind us.  As I watched Jackie,
looking slightly miffed, pulled herself back up on to the path scrabbled
around for her shoes and socks and raced to catch up to Mike and Roy,
barging her way in to walk between them.  Mike casually rested his arm
around her shoulders and pulled her closer before pushing her away in the
same movement, Jackie staggered forward laughing.

   We walked on until we came to our usual spot, a secluded patch where it
was possible to swim or paddle without being too visible.  The trees and
bushes swept down on either side effectively enclosing the area.  We had
swum here many times, often skinny dipping when there only us boys about.
We sat by the water's edge waiting for the others to arrive.  Sue pulled
her shoes and socks off and Dave casually tossed a stone out into the
water.

   "Did you know she would be here?" Sue asked quietly, the question
addressed to whichever of us wanted to answer it.

   Dave and I shrugged, "No idea" Dave said "didn't even know Mike and Roy
would be here.  Why?"

   It was Sue's turn to shrug "No reason, just surprised that's all."

   "Is there a problem?" I asked.

   "No, no problem," she answered "just surprised."

   The others caught up with us and the guys settled down together while
the girls walked on a few paces before sitting down, heads together,
talking as girls do.  "What's she doing here Mike?" Asked Dave.

   Mike shrugged "She wanted to come."

   "You going out with her?" he asked.

   "Naw, just brought her along.  She's a nosey little bugger.  Wants to
know what we get up to." He looked meaningfully at Sue.  "Asking all sorts
of questions."

   "Like what?" I asked.

   "Like who's had her sister."

   I raised my eyebrows.  "She asked that?"

   "Not in so many words but the meaning was clear."

   I thought about the implications.  "Bloody hell.  If she splits on us
all hell will break loose."

   Mike shook his head, "I don't think it's like that.  She's a bit of a
wild one Jackie is.  She's curious."

   "What does that mean?" I asked.

   "She thinks she's missing out on something.  She said Sue's changed
recently.  She wants to know what's going on."

   "She'd go nuts if she found out" said Dave throwing another stone.

   Mike sat up and looked at us.  "I'm not too sure about that" he said.

   Dave turned to look at Mike, "What's that mean?"

   Mike smiled and pulled what looked like a handkerchief out of his
trouser pocket.  He shook it free and held it up.  A pair of knickers
dangled from his fingers.  We all looked stunned.

   "Are they ...?" began Dave and Mike nodded.

   "Jackie's" he said.  "She came up to me looking for Sue while I was
waiting for him this morning" he said indicating Roy with a nod of his
head. "She thought we'd all be meeting up at some point and she wanted to
come with us.  She though when we all met up Sue would be there.  I tried
to put her off for obvious reasons but she was very insistent that she
wanted to come with me."

   He looked at the knickers and smiled "I've no idea why but I said that
she could come only if she gave me her knickers but I did.  As soon as I'd
said it I thought that it was a bloody stupid thing to do and that she'd
run off or hit me or something; but she only thought about it for a second
and then reached under her skirt and pulled them down." He swung the
knickers around on his finger and looked at us innocently.

   "Sodding hell!" Roy complained "How come you haven't said anything?  You
mean she's been with us all morning and all that time you've had her pants
in your pocket?  That's not bloody fair!  We could have had some fun with
her; at least tried to get the rest off!" Mike just shrugged.

   "Did you see anything when she took them off?" asked Dave "Are her pubes
the same colour as her head?"

   Mike shook his head.  "I was as surprised as you are" he said "I never
planned it and I never expected her to do it." He looked over the top of
our heads to where the girls were sitting a few yards away and smiled "I
said she was a wild one didn't I?"

   We all went quiet and looked at the knickers Mike was holding.  Almost
without thinking I said "Just how wild do you think she is?"

   Mike shrugged and held up the knickers "about this wild" he said.  I
noticed Jackie glance over and seeing the flash of white between Mikes
fingers she looked away again quickly.

   "Then why don't we show her?" I said.  Dave looked up at me and smiled,
the others looked confused.  "Why don't we show her what we do?" I repeated
"with Sue".

   The penny dropped with Mike, "You mean?  What?  In front of Jackie?"

   I put my hand in my pocket and produced Sue's knickers "Snap" I said
quietly holding them out.

   Mike laughed, "Sue would blow a gasket if you suggested that!"

   "Who's suggesting we actually ask her?" I offered.

   "Will she have a choice?" agreed Dave.

   "What do think Jackie would do if we did her sister in front of her?"
said Roy beginning to get excited at the idea.

   "Well, you said she was curious" I ventured "let's find out just exactly
how curious she is." Mike and I returned the two pairs of pants to our
pockets.

   "Do you think Sue will go for it?" said Mike

   "No" answered Dave "but that's never stopped us before has it?  We know
we can make Sue do whatever we want her to do.  Let's get them over here."

   Roy sat back and shook his head.  "Naw, it's just too weird, and too
dangerous.  If Jackie objects to us stripping her sister, which she will,
then we are all in real serious trouble."

   Mike pulled Jackie's kickers from his pocket again "then how do you
explain these?  I tell you she's a real wild one.  I wouldn't put anything
past her."

   "Too dangerous" Roy repeated and Mike shrugged.

   "Here they come" said Dave as the two girls got up and walked the few
paces back to sit with us.  Mike returned the knickers to his pocket once
again.  Jackie gave Mike a long look as she sat down next to him and Sue
sat next to her.

   "What have you lot been talking about?" said Jackie brushing off her
knees looking directly at Mike again.

   "Nothin' much" said Mike looking at each of the boys in turn "bit of
football, bit of this and that."

   "Football's boring" she said wriggling her wet toes "tell me about the
'this and that.'"

   "Oh you know" said Mike looking for a bit of inspiration "nothing much,
bloke stuff really."

   "Did my knickers have anything to do with it?" she asked.  Sue looked
shocked and tied to interject but Jackie ignored her.  Mike looked suitably
lost for an answer.  "Well did they?" Jackie insisted.  Mike shrugged
noncommittally but Jackie quickly reached into his pocket and pulled them
out.  "I see they did" said Jackie shaking them open and calmly inspecting
them.

   Sue looked on in shock "Are they yours?" She asked.  "What's he doing
with them?"

   Jackie calmly laid the knickers across her knees.  "I gave them to him"
she replied.

   "What?" spluttered Sue "what for?"

   "Because he asked for them" Jackie explained patiently like you would to
a slightly backward child.  The boys watched the exchange with growing
interest, we were enjoying this unexpected turn of events.  Jackie was
obviously in charge and was not going to be hassled by her sister.  Sue was
quickly losing control as the conversation seemed to be getting away from
her.

   "What the hell does that mean?" stuttered Sue, the answer seeming more
bizarre than expected "'because he asked for them'?  Do you always give
your knickers to anyone who asks for them?"

   "Depends who asks" smirked Jackie and then the smile quickly left her
face and she spun to face Sue.  "Anyway, you've some bloody need to talk
haven't you?" Sue recoiled from the sudden attack; she had seen Jackie like
this before and recognised that she wasn't to be messed with.

   "What do you mean?" Sue asked defensively, not sure where this was going
and not sure she wanted to pursue it in front of an audience.

   "What do you mean?" Jackie mimicked, "I said that you've some bloody
need to talk!  At least I've got most of my underwear on!"

   Sue blustered looking panicked "What do you mean?" Jackie rounded on her

   "I'll bet that you don't even have any underwear on do you?" she
shouted. "Well it's obvious that you're not wearing a bra for a start, your
nipples are standing out like chapel hat pegs!"

   Sue tried to cross her arms across her chest as Jackie grabbed a handful
of Sue's blouse and yanked it up.  We all caught sight of bare skin.  Sue
yelled and tried to pull the blouse down again but Jackie hung on to it
trying to pull it up and over Sue's head and displaying still more bare
skin.

   "Let go of me!" Sue shouted trying to roll away "what the hell do you
think you're doing?"

   Jackie was not listening, her blood was up and in one movement she was
astride her sister.  With one hand she held Sue's arms above her head and
with the other she kept on trying to pull her blouse up and over her
sister's breasts.

   Roy reached over and taking hold of Sue's hands said to Jackie 'may I
help?' and he pinned Sue's arms above her head.

   Jackie nodded breathlessly and quickly used both hands to finally pull
Sue's blouse up to her chin and exposed both her breasts.  Sue, who had
been yelling for Jackie to stop, became suddenly quiet.  Jackie knelt
astride her sister, both girls gasping for breath.

   Jackie looked down at Sue's heaving breasts as though seeing them for
the first time.  She stared at them for a moment and then quickly looked up
at us.  "See" she said as though Sue's naked breasts justified her actions
"no bra".

   "We know" said Dave and from his pocket he produced Sue's bra.  Sue now
watched on almost impassively.  Jackie smiled in vindication "I knew it"
she said.  She jiggled Sue's breasts "You tart" she said "I knew they'd had
you." She looked around "what else have you got?"

   I pulled Sue's knickers from my pocket and held them out for Jackie to
see.  Without getting off her sister Jackie half turned and reached back,
pulling Sue's skirt up to her waist.  Sue lay quietly as her sister exposed
her, not even crossing her legs or attempting to hide herself from our
eyes. Jackie looked at us again "so who's had her?"

   "We all have" said Dave.

   "What?  Together?" she asked in surprise "all at the same time?" Dave
nodded and Jackie looked back down at Sue lying quietly under her.  "Well
you little tart!" she said affectionately rocking Sue's breasts again "you
kept that well hidden didn't you?" Sue never answered but just stared back
impassively at her sister.  Jackie looked up at me "I want to see" she said
suddenly.

   Sue looked startled "What?"

   "I want to see what you do to her" Jackie continued.

   Mike looked at me and smiled.  "I told you she was a wild one" he
mouthed quietly.

   As the full import of Jackie's words hit her Sue suddenly started began
to shout and struggle.

   Dave placed his hand across her mouth and I held her legs.  "Are you
sure?" I asked and Jackie nodded, her excitement plain in her eyes.  Sue
shook her head violently from side to side and we could all hear her
muffled protestations.

   Mike leaned forward and lifted Jackie off her sister, sitting her down
beside him and pulling her back almost protectively into his chest.  I
moved up and sat across Sue's legs, she was struggling violently but Roy
and I held her firmly.

   "Wait!" said Jackie suddenly and pushed herself away from Mike.  She
knelt up alongside her sister and gently placed her hand on her sister's
breast.  "I've never seen you like this before" she said to Sue who
suddenly lay quietly looking up at her "I've seen you naked of course,
thousands of times," she continued to stroke her breast, "but not like
this" she said "never like this.".

   She looked down the length of her sisters near naked body and at the
boys who were holding her down.  "Not like this" she said and took an
already erect nipple in her fingers, "You look different, sexy somehow"
Jackie shook her head "not the same." Jackie leaned forward and brushed the
hair from Sue's face and then began to unbutton her blouse "Mum will kill
you if you tear this" she said and gently laid the blouse out on either
side of her sister's prostrate form.  She smoothed it out as flat as she
could get it "there," she said "that's better" and sat back again resting
against Mike's chest.  Sue watched her in silence, Dave's hand still across
her mouth.  Jackie looked around and smiled "Go on then," she said brightly
"get on with it".

   Dave took his hand away from Sue's mouth and lay down alongside her, he
cupped her breast and found her nipple "You heard what the lady said" he
whispered to Sue who closed her eyes at his touch "get on with it".

   I moved my position and knelt between Sue's legs, she opened them
without resistance.  I pushed her skirt up and exposed her to her sisters
avid gaze.  I placed my finger at the entrance to her slit and gently moved
her lips apart.  Jackie watched the violation of her sister intently, her
eyes bright with excitement.  Sue moved her hips to accommodate me as my
finger slid slowly into her.  Jackie licked her lips.  Dave leaned forward
and Sue moaned quietly as Dave took her nipple in his mouth.  I withdrew my
finger slightly and Sue's juices glistened between her legs, Jackie watched
the movement intently.

   I slowly completely withdrew my finger and held it up for Jackie to see.
She licked her lips again and reached out, wrapping her fingers around
mine, feeling the slick coating that covered my finger.  Almost in a trance
she moved her fingers up and down on mine in an unconscious parody of
masturbation before reluctantly releasing my hand and leaning back against
Mike.

   Her eyes never left my hand as I reinserted my fingers into her sister,
Sue moaned and her hips slowly rose to meet my hand.  I began the easy in
and out movement with my fingers that Sue knew so well, her legs opened and
her hips began their search for the same rhythm that would take her to
fulfilment.  The sound of my wet fingers inside Sue was loud in the quiet
of our concentration; her body began to move to our gentle coaxing.

   Dave continued his quiet assault upon her breast, gently suckling in
first one nipple and then the other, his lips leaving her erect and wet in
the sunshine.  Jackie's eyes were glazed, she leaned forward and took a
nipple between her fingers and Sue opened her eyes at the strange touch. 
They looked at each other and Jackie slowly withdrew her hand.

   Jackie's eyes met mine, "Watch" I said quietly and Jackie leaned forward
as I opened her sister up with the fingers of my other hand.  Her clitoris
stood out hard and red amongst the folds of her lips.  Jackie's eyes
narrowed, she was lost in the moment.  "Touch it" I said, she looked at me
blankly and then back at the erect, glistening clitoris.  "Touch it" I
whispered again and Jackie reached out hesitantly, her fingers slowly
narrowing the gap.  With one hand I continued to work my fingers in and out
of Sue causing her juices to flow freely and with the other I took hold of
Jackie's outstretched hand and gently led it between her sister's legs. 
Her fingers touched the clitoris and Sue moaned.  Jackie looked at me
almost uncomprehendingly and I smiled.

   As Jackie sat back and looked at the wetness on tip of her fingers I saw
Mike slowly reach around from behind Jackie and gently cup her breast. 
Jackie seemed not to notice and continued to watch the ravishing of her
sister while Mike slowly unbuttoned the top buttons on the front of
Jackie's dress.  His hand slipped inside into the shadowy darkness and I
could see him cup her breast again.

   I reached out and took Jackie's hand again, bring her forward and
placing it once again between her sisters legs.  Mike released her breast
and continued to slowly unbutton the front of her dress.  Holding Jackie's
trembling hand I again placed her finger on Sue's clitoris, Sue stiffened
again.  "Stroke it" I told her quietly.  Jackie looked at me
uncomprehendingly, "Stroke it" I said moving her fingers in small circles
over her sisters erect clitoris.  Sue groaned and strained her hips up to
meet the welcome pressure.  Jackie looked me in wonder as her fingers moved
slowly around in circles between her sister's legs.

   Mike's hand moved and he quietly finished unbuttoning Jackie's dress. 
He gently opened it for me to see.  I'm sure Jackie never noticed.  As Sue
began to rise to her climax Jackie's eyes opened wide, her finger continued
to move over Sue's wet button as my fingers continued to move inside her.

   Sue's moans grew louder as Mike drew Jackie's dress aside and slowly
slid his hand down between her legs.  Jackie glanced quickly back at him as
his finger found her but then went back to watching her sister climax.  Sue
began to thrash around as Dave and I took her once again towards her
climax. I saw Jackie almost unconsciously open her legs slightly to give
Mike better access as she watched Sue begin to come.  Jackie spread her
legs as Mike began to work his fingers slowly inside her and her breath
began to rasp in the back of her throat.

   Sue arched her back.  Jackie looked down at Mikes hand between her legs
and then up at me.  She sat back as Mikes fingers moved deeper inside her,
her head resting back on his shoulder.  Sue screamed her release as Jackie
watched her through half closed eyes.  Sue lay quiet as Mike moved his
fingers inside Jackie, with her eyes closed she quietly climaxed, clasping
Mike's hand between her thighs.

   All was quiet for a while.  Slowly the sounds of the day filtered back,
the quiet lapping of the water by our feet, the buzz of insects.  Sue lay
with eyes still closed, my fingers moving slowly and wetly inside her and
Dave still fondling her breast.  She was between climaxes but I could tell
she was happy to be led by our fingers.

   Jackie lay back contentedly against Mike's chest, her dress unbuttoned
and Mikes hand slowly moving between her legs.  Roy was sitting to one side
admiring the parts of her body he could see.  Sue moaned and moved slightly
as Dave and I continued our ministrations.  At the sound Jackie slowly
opened her eyes and looked down at the prostrate form of her sister.  For a
moment she watched my fingers moving in and out between Sue's open legs and
then to Dave who was slowly pulling on Sue's erect nipples.  She looked at
the marks left by our fingers standing out clearly on Sue's skin.

   As if making up her mind she slowly pushed herself up into a sitting
position.  She looked at Mikes hand still between her legs and shrugged her
dress from off her shoulders and let it fall on the grass behind her.  Roy
leaned forward and took the dress, straightened it and laid it aside, out
of the way.  Jackie leaned forward and arched her back toward Mike; he
removed his fingers from inside her and unhooked her bra which fell forward
releasing her breasts.  Jackie let it fall to floor.  She sat there naked
for a minute as if collecting her thoughts and then looked up at us.  She
slowly lay back onto her elbows, laying parallel with Sue and then she lay
back flat on the ground and put her hands behind her head and closed her
eyes.  "OK boys" she said "now it's my turn".

   Roy moved down the length of her body and opened her legs with his hands
while Roy lay down alongside her and reached for her breasts.  I heard her
sigh as both sets of hands found their mark.  Sue began to move as our
fingers again began to have their own profound effect upon her and I felt
her body begin to tense as the she once again began her ascent towards
another climax.  Sue lay with her arms outstretched in her usual cruciform
position, her fingers beginning to grip the grass as her passion rose.  As
I heard Jackie gasp at the first feel of Mike and Roy's intrusive fingers,
I saw Jackie reach across and her fingers blindly search for and find,
Sue's.  In that moment the two sisters grasped hands, their fingers
intertwined, holding each other, feeling the others tensions and passions
as they both sought their own paths to their climax.

   The afternoon became a sexual feast as we crawled all over the two naked
women; comparisons were made and noted as the girls were led from climax to
climax, vaginas and public hair was compared, nipples measured and breasts
weighed.  The similarities were obvious as the sisters shared the same
frame from the same gene pool; their bodies and general shape were
identical but the differences were more subtle and intriguing; the darker
shade of hair giving Jackie's pubic area a more pronounced look and her
nipples and skin had a slightly darker shade than Sue's.  Jackie had a
slight sprinkling of freckles across her chest but when our fingers were
inside them the differences were minimal; with our eyes closed we would
have had a hard time telling the difference; Jackie's clitoris was perhaps
a bit larger than Sue's and her nipples perhaps a little longer but they
both came in very similar ways and they felt almost the same under your
hands.

   We continued to swap partners throughout the afternoon, the girls
continuing to hold hands as different guys knelt between their legs and
kept them coming.  Eventually Jackie closed her legs and said "Enough!  For
God's sake give me a breather.  I won't be able to walk tomorrow." Roy and
Mike sat back as she struggled up to a sitting position.  Jackie shrugged
off the hands that had been touching her and leaned over and with her free
hand brushed the matted hair from Sue's face.  "How are you doing sis?" she
asked surprisingly tenderly.

   Sue turned her head and looked at her sister, "Doing fine" she answered
"and you?" Jackie nodded and Sue closed her eyes as Dave moved his fingers
inside her, "Just one more come" Sue whispered and lay back as Dave's
fingers delved deep.

   Jackie grasped Sue's hand between both her own "Atta girl Sis" she said
proudly "show them what you're made of."

   Sue giggled even as she began to reach for her climax "Oh I have done,
they've all seen what I'm made of" she said and the two girls laughed,
their heads together, until Sue's laugh turned in a cry and she arched over
into her climax.

   ***

   The girls dressed slowly as once again the boys sat around and watched,
smoking and talking and making comments about what had just happened. 
Suddenly Dave knelt and pulling me to my knees beside him he said "What
about us?" Everything stopped and we all looked at him.  Slowly he
unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans.  Quietly he pushed his jeans and
pants down to his knees and straightened up.  "What about us?" He asked
again "We want to come.  Are you girls going to oblige?" Roy and Mike
looked at Dave and then back to the girls who had sat stock still while
Dave dropped his trousers.  In view of the scrutiny he was getting Dave
suddenly beganto lose confidence, his smile slowly faded and his penis
wilted from half hard to completely flaccid.

   Suddenly Jackie laughed and jumped up to her knees.  "Oh boy!  Four
dicks to go at!  Come on boys!" she urged the rest of us "Drop your pants
and give us a show!" Still on her knees she moved over to stand in front of
Dave "You never were backwards in coming forwards were you, hu?" Dave
smiled and looked relived, as she reached out and took his penis in her
hand.  His sudden shyness visibly disappearing as his penis began to grow
in her hand.  She expertly began to stroke him.  Roy and Mike could not
believe their luck at this sudden and totally unexpected turn of events and
quickly dropped their trousers and knelt there, expectantly erect, while
they waited their turn for Jackie's attention.

   As I slowly unzipped my jeans and began to push them down off my hips I
heard Dave say appreciatively to Jackie "You are no stranger to this are
you?  You've done it before." Jackie laughed and carried on with her
action. She looked along the line of waiting dicks that was forming for her
attention.

   "Once or twice before" she giggled.

   Sue came and kneeled alongside her sister and watched as Jackie slowed
her stroke to prolong Dave's pleasure.  "Where did you learn to do that?"
she asked.  "Bloody hell I've only just done it for the first time today."

   Jackie laughed again "There's a lot we haven't told each other big sis"
she said a she deftly brought Dave to his climax.  "We really do need to
catch up don't we?  Who's next?" she said as Mike shuffled Dave out of the
way.  "I somehow thought it would be you" she smiled as she took him in her
hand, Mike gasped as she wrapped her hand, still wet with Dave's semen,
around his erect penis.  Jackie looked at him, "No one's ever done this to
you before have they?" she asked.

   Mike shook his head.  "Lay down" she said "Let's make it a bit more
memorable".  Mike sat down and rolled onto his back.  Never letting go of
his penis Jackie sat astride his legs and began to wank him with long, slow
stokes.  Roy quickly lay beside him, his penis pointing skywards "Me next"
he said eagerly.  Jackie looked at Sue, "Are you going to join in at any
point?  There's another two to do after this one."

   Sue turned and smiled at me "Are you ready?" She asked quietly and then
looked down at my dick standing out proudly from underneath the bottom of
my T-shirt and giggled, "Silly question.  Lay down" she said and indicated
the floor alongside her.  Jackie looked up from stroking Mike and smiled
"she obviously wants you to enjoy it" she said "what a surprise she chose
you first".  Mike shuddered to his climax and Jackie sat back with a
pleased grin on her face.

   She held up her wet hand and indicated to Roy, "Are you next?  The
doctor is now free." Roy pulled up his shirt and his dick stood proud in
the sunlight.  Jackie laughed and said "Next!" as she swung her leg astride
and him and settled herself and grabbed his penis.  Sue knelt quietly next
to me and pushed back my T-shirt to expose my penis and give herself some
freedom of movement.  She took my penis in her hand and almost shyly began
to work him with long, slow strokes.

   Jackie smiled at her sister, "Have you blown him yet?" she asked.  All
heads turned towards her.

   Sue looked startled, "What?"

   "Obviously not" said Jackie and went back in a workman like manner to
tossing off Roy who was beginning to look a little worried that Jackie
might demonstrate a blowjob, a hitherto only vaguely grasped concept, on
him.  Sue turned back to me and very gently continued her long, slow
strokes.

   I looked up at her, "I'm not going to last long" I said quietly.

   "Good" she smiled almost coyly "I want you to come for me".  I reached
out to touch her breast but she took my hand and gently pushed it away
"This is my treat" she said quietly.

   As I reached my inevitable climax I heard Roy gasp and Jackie's
satisfied "There we go, any more or are we all done?"



   Summer Ch.  06 Pt.  01

   As we walked home from the reservoir the talk amongst the boys was all
of Jackie and her obvious sexual experience.  We had just come to terms
with our own sudden sexual freedom and had come to think, as every
generation does, that we had invented sex and were the only ones doing it;
and then along came Jackie who is obviously far better versed in sex than
we were despite our somewhat liberal attitudes to getting naked with Sue,
Jackie's sister.

   In truth it took me the full summer to get Jackie to tell her story and
she didn't tell it all to me, some came from Sue, but I have pieced the
bits together into one continuous tale for the ease of telling; and I think
it is worth telling, I just hope that you agree.

   ***

   Jackie's story Chapter 1

   Jackie was not sure when she first became aware of Alan, quite literally
the man next door.  He had always been there in background, a vague part of
the life going on around her, but she could not remember when she first
became aware of him, the man, as a separate and perhaps somewhat dark and
dangerous entity.  He was much older than she was and therefore not within
her usual sphere of interest, she was still at school and he was a working
man, in his 30's, positively ancient.

   He owned a motor bike, quite a status symbol in a small town and she
would often see him, the bike pushed out onto the bit of hard standing he
had laid in the wood that bordered onto the bottom of their back gardens,
tinkering with the engine or polishing the already highly polished frame.
The talk was that he was a 'bit wild' and he had a 'reputation' around the
area, she was not quite sure for what but the older folk would make veiled
comments about him from time to time and Jackie's dad thought him a 'bit of
a rough one'.  The adults in the two families in the adjacent houses were
friendly enough in a casual sort of way but not what you could call close
except in that, 'can you lend me a cup of sugar' sort of way that was the
norm in those days.

   It took a while for her to realise that Alan was showing an interest in
her.  As she walked back from the shops, through the woods he would
occasionally stop working on his bike and watch her as she approached the
back gate.  He never spoke, just watched her while he polished the already
gleaming paintwork.  His eyes took in her body, not in the way most other
men or friends looked at her, his gaze was predatory he unsettled her and
she did not know how to handle his silence.  She had never met anything
like him before.

   Once, she summoned the courage to ask him what he was looking at, he
stopped polishing for a moment and sat still on his haunches at the side of
his bike, "You" was all he said and he smiled, his gaze slowly working it's
down her body.  She hovered for a moment, full of youthful indecision, her
bravery evaporating under his blatant stare.

   "Well don't!" she said childishly and then cursed herself for such a
pathetic, immature response; and with as much dignity as she could muster
she pushed open the gate to her back garden and went through.  She could
feel his eyes on her back as she moved and as the gate swung shut his quiet
derisory laugh followed her.

   She couldn't figure out why he unsettled her and she couldn't figure out
why he was watching her but she was aware enough to recognise he was
somehow dangerous.  When she found him watching she immediately became
gawky and awkward, ungainly, all legs and angles.  But she also
acknowledged his effect on her, she was always aware of him watching her, a
tightness in her chest and somehow turned on, excited, a walking on ice
feeling, the fatal attraction of danger.  When she knew he was watching she
would push out her small chest and walk with an exaggerated sway of the
hips.  She quickly realised she liked the attention.

   Once when she was sunbathing in her bikini on the back garden, lying on
her back on a blanket, one arm shading her eyes as she read a book a book;
she suddenly became aware of him, leaning quietly over the fence between
the two houses, smoking a cigarette, almost looking straight down on her.
She literally jumped and squealed with surprise.  "What the bloody hell are
you doing?" she yelled, sitting up and dropping her book.

   He made no attempt to hide his interest in her body; he studied her
breasts in the small bikini top like a man judging horseflesh at a fair. 
"Grown up a bit since I last looked at you." He said ignoring her question.

   "You're always looking at me," she said, beginning to wilt under his
casual scrutiny "why?" She wanted to cover herself up with her blanket but
she found she could not move.  She could feel her nipples hardening under
his blatant stare.

   "You've got nice tits," he said, "small, but nice.  Not quite a handful
but they look juicy." She never moved.  His eyes roved down her body and
focused on her groin, where legs meet.  She felt as though he could see
through her pants, she wanted to run.  He smiled and looked up into her
eyes.  "You could be interesting naked."

   Her eyes opened wide as the meaning of his words registered.  She licked
her lips with a tongue that had gone surprising dry.  She could not break
the eye contact, she could not move.  "Might even be worth fucking." he
said in the same quiet, matter of fact voice he would use to buy a daily
newspaper.  Her mouth fell open as his words hit her.

   Blushing furiously she struggled to her feet, her mouth still open, her
shocked brain trying to form some kind of response.  She stood poised
somewhere between fight and flight, her chest heaving in confusion.  He
never moved, never flinched, he just casually inspected her body as she
stood in front of him.  "No," he said, "definitely worth fucking."

   She grabbed her blanket and book, "You'll never get to find out!" she
spat at him and turned and stormed off up the garden.  "And a nice arse."
He said loud enough for her to hear.

   When she had calmed down she began to try to understand what she was
angry about.  Who was he?  What was he to her?  He was far too old for her;
he wasn't her boyfriend she didn't even find him that attractive, dirty
fingernails and sideburns.  But he had something that she could not throw
off, he was interested in her, no one had ever shown this intensity of
interest, this blatantly sexual interest, and she found it attractive, very
attractive.

   Plus he was 'grown up', he was no spotty youth trying to 'grab a feel'
at the pictures on a Saturday night, he gave off the air of sexual
confidence, of experience, he knew what he was doing; he was mature and
self assured, a powerful combination for any young woman to handle.

   He could clearly handle her although he also obviously didn't need her.
He was beginning to figure large in her imagination and she wanted to feel
his interest in her, he was a powerful aphrodisiac.

   She recognised the connection between his eyes on her body and the
tingle in her groin; and she liked it.  She knew she loved the feel of her
fingers inside her in bed at night, bringing arousal and eventual relief,
and the idea of someone else's fingers doing the same to her was fiercely
arousing.  Alan was taking shape in her imagination.

   She began to look for him and when she knew he was around she would
stroll down the garden and while feigning disinterest she would try and
attract his attention; hoping that he would notice her and then getting
angry when he didn't.

   When he did notice her it would never go as she had planned it in her
head, he wouldn't talk to her or act normally; he would simply stop what he
was doing and just stare at her, at her breasts or at her groin, with a
slightly amused smile on his face until she grew uncomfortable and she
would finally slink back into the house.  This situation continued for some
time with Jackie beginning to become more extreme in her attempts to draw
Alan's attention.  He was becoming a fixation for her and yet if you'd
asked her why she would not have been able to explain.  If he was cleaning
or working on his bike she'd find an excuse to stand by her bedroom window
and brush her hair while pushing her breasts forward.

   When this failed to draw his attention she would change into her
dressing gown and stand by the window 'towelling' her hair dry, showing as
much cleavage as she dare and watching for his reaction; and his reaction
was always the same, if he saw her he would stop what he was doing and
stare.

   She sometimes thought she could see a small smile playing about the
corner of his mouth, but his eyes never smiled, of that she was sure, his
eyes were always cold blue, like ice.  In many ways he frightened her but
she could not stop herself from trying to attract his attention, she wanted
him to notice her.

   The next real contact came almost by accident.  Just when Jackie thought
that he had lost interest she bumped into him as he was cleaning his bike
on the hard standing in the woods at the bottom of their gardens.  She was
on her way to a friend's house and hadn't expected him to be there.

   She saw him as she closed the high garden gate behind her; he was
leaning over his bike rubbing down the gleaming paintwork of the fuel tank.
He looked up at the noise of the gate closing and she froze; she could not
retreat and was almost too frightened by his sudden proximity to go past.

   He smiled.  "Do you like bikes?"

   "Don't know." She said with a dry mouth.

   "What do you mean 'you don't know'?"

   "I've never been on one." She said, recovering her confidence a little.

   "Come here." He said, a command, not a request, and she felt herself
walking towards him and his gleaming machine.  In one movement he put his
hands around her waist and lifted her astride the bike.  She gasped at the
sudden contact with both his hands and the bike and tried to squirm away.

   "Sit still," he said, "you'll have it over on you." She sat stock still
realising the weight of the machine she was sitting astride.

   "There," he said at last when he was satisfied she wouldn't move, "now
you've been on one." He took a step back and looked at her.  "You look good
on it."

   "Thanks." She said attempting sarcasm but failing.  She had no idea what
to say, she could feel where his hands had rested on her hips, she felt off
balance, unsure.

   He walked around her, openly appraising her as he made the circuit. 
"Yeah, you look good."

   "I want to get down." She said quietly.  This meeting wasn't going as
she expected, as she had run it or one very like it, a million times in her
head.

   "Sure." He walked to her side and put his hands around her waist but
made no attempt to lift her.

   "What are you doing?" She asked at last.

   "Just wondering what you would be like to fuck." He said, his hands
openly feeling the swell of her hips.  Her mouth fell open but before she
could speak he lifted her easily off the bike and placed her down in front
of him.  She tried to step back but the bike was behind her.  He placed his
hands on her shoulders and steadied her.

   "Easy." He said gently, his hands following the line of her shoulders
and arms.

   "Let go of me."

   She had intended it to be a command but it came out quietly, a request
at best.  He looked down on her and gently, but deliberately, brought his
hand up and placed it on her breast.  She tried again to half heartedly
step back but the bike was behind her.  He squeezed softly, his hand
moulding to her breast.

   "Oh yes.  You would definitely be worth fucking." She placed her hand
over his as if to push it away but her hand stayed there, covering his as
he gently felt the shape of her breast, his fingers tracing the outline of
her nipple, the pressure of his finger immediately bringing it erect.

   "Let me go." She said almost in a whisper and looked up at him.  He
smiled and suddenly stepped back, taking his hand away from her breast. 
His movement was so sudden she almost fell forward, her hand holding her
now deserted breast.

   He bowed slightly and swept his arm out to his side in a grand and
elegant gesture "Your wish, Ma'am." Confused and shaken she walked passed
him.  She realised she was still holding her breast and dropped her hand.
"Yes, very fuckable.  Very fuckable indeed" she heard him say; she turned
to look but he had returned to polishing his bike.

   ***

   She fantasised about the hand on her breast for days, lying in bed, her
hands between her legs as she tried to remember every detail of what had
happened.  She could not get him out of her mind; she watched for him
constantly and made herself available at every opportunity.

   He did not however, show any interest in her at all, he simply polished
his bike or looked through her as if she was not there.  Her anger flared,
a first cut of wounded pride, and she swore that she would not give him the
opportunity to touch her again; but every night she was there in bed,
masturbating to the memory of his fingers on her breast.

   She would hold her breast and stroke her nipple, imagining that the hand
was his.  After striking her nipple erect her hand would finally sneak
between her legs, pushing her pyjama bottoms down around her thighs and
when she finally came, it was to his imagined fingers.

   Desire coursed through her body, filled her up and soaked out of every
pore; and it grew stronger every day.  He had opened a door in her mind, in
her life and she was eager to rush headlong through it.