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 ï>¿The Club by Story Guy

   Chapter 11

   The mood seemed to change after the big event that just happened. 
Instead of staying as a group, they all seemed to go their separate ways,
some paired off and talked, some went swimming.  Mark was in the water and
noticed Meg and Gail off to the side talking.  After a while they parted
and Meg went into the water and approached Mark.

   "Did you like it?" Meg asked.

   "Yeah...  I guess," Mark replied, not sure what he should say.

   Meg went quiet for a while, but stayed in front of Mark.  "Um...  Gail
needs a favor," she began, and then paused.  "She's going to do it next
time, and...  ah...  she doesn't want her first time in front of everyone.
She asked me to ask you if you could do her first...  Just the two of you
there...  Like maybe this afternoon?"

   Mark was surprised at the request and, while he was definitely
interested, didn't quite know what he should say.  "Um...  OK...  Where?"

   "Maybe where we did stuff? ...like along that trail on the way home?  I
told her I'd keep watch in case someone came along.  You know, that grassy
spot," Meg rambled.

   "OK," Mark replied, trying to mask his excitement.

   "Good!  I'll go tell her.  Rita is going over Sue's house anyway, so we
can all just walk home together, the three of us.  No one will suspect
anything," Meg grinned as she turned and went over to Gail again.

   After the two whispered to each other a bit, they walked over to their
clothes.  Mark looked up and Meg signaled him to come.  In a voice loud
enough for all to hear, Meg said to Mark, "Mom wants me to do some stuff at
home this afternoon so we should be going.  Rita is going over to Sue's, so
OK if Gail walks with us?"

   Mark smiled as he walked out of the water, answering, "OK." They quickly
dressed and, after saying their goodbyes, left.

   When they started out, Meg and Gail talked softly with one another,
ignoring Mark, but finally Gail spoke to him.  "Thanks, Mark.  I'm a little
nervous, but glad it will be with you." Mark had no idea what to say, so
just smiled.

   "This is the place.  The grassy spot is over there, but I guess Mark can
show you.  I'll go with you, but stay away from you.  I don't want to be
seen just standing in the path.  I promise I won't look," Meg announced
nervously.  No one said anything, but Mark turned off the path with Gail
and headed into the woods.  Meg followed them, but stopped at a big rock.
"I'll wait here," she mumbled.  As the other two continued on, Meg sat on
the rock.  A few moments later she glanced over her shoulder.  She could
see where they were, but couldn't really see them.  She did notice another
rock though.  It looked like, if she moved to it, she'd be able to see them
better.

   Mark and Gail walked through a few trees to the center of what was a
little tree grove.  "This is it," he mumbled as he turned toward Gail.

   "It's nice," Gail responded nervously, then paused.  Mark was just
standing there.  Not knowing what else to do, Gail hooked her thumbs into
her shorts and pushed down, her shorts and panties puddling at her ankles.
"I guess I should get ready..." she mumbled as she did it.  Mark, seeing
what she did, also dropped his pants and stepped out of them.

   Meg glanced over her shoulder again and saw her brother and Gail both
drop their pants.  She knew she shouldn't be watching, but couldn't stop
herself.  As silently as she could, she slid off the rock she was on and
slowly crept over to the other rock.  At first she just sat, but then
glanced again.  This time, through the trees, she could see both clearly.
She rationalized that because she was looking through a tree next to her,
they wouldn't be able to see her watching...  she hoped.

   Gail sat down on the grass, her top still on.  She looked up at Mark
standing there with his very obvious cock pointing skyward.  She liked
seeing it, but was scared of what was going to happen.  Taking a deep
breath trying to calm herself, Gail lay down on her back and, blushing as
she did, parted her legs a little.  "I guess it's time..." She expected
Mark to get between her legs, even though there really wasn't enough room,
but he surprised her by kneeling next to her.  Slowly he reached out and
put his hand on her pussy.  From playing around with Meg, he knew what she
liked and tried to do the same with Gail.

   As he rubbed her slowly, Gail began to relax a little.  "That feels
good," she murmured.

   Meg was mesmerized by the couple a few yards away from her.  Her "just
glancing" had become "intently watching".  It began to have an affect on
her.  She could feel her own pussy begin to get wet.  Meg looked around,
assuring herself no one was near them, then slipped her hand into her
panties.  She needed some relief.  As she continued to watch and as she
continued to rub, her arousal became more intense.  After another quick
glance around, she pushed her shorts and panties down and off one foot. 
Her legs parted, giving her more room.

   Mark could tell Gail was now ready by the slight movement of her hips
and the wetness of her pussy.  Without saying anything he slowly eased
himself between her legs.

   Gail was getting turned on, but still very nervous.  She had begun to
relax some as he rubbed.  Now, as he moved between her slightly parted
legs, her nerves again went on edge.  She opened her legs more giving him
room.  It was going to happen sooner or later and she felt better with Mark
and alone with him instead of possibly Ron and an audience watching her was
better too.

   Mark looked into her eyes.  "Ready?" Gail nodded.  He leaned forward,
placing his hands on either side of her and stretched out his legs.  Gail
bent her knees and opened her legs more for him.  Now was the time...

   Meg turned around to watch better completely abandoning her job of being
a lookout.  Her view into the grove couldn't be better.  Gail's feet were
toward her and Meg could clearly see her brother's hand rubbing Gail's
pussy.  If only he was rubbing hers...  Mark suddenly stopped and Gail's
legs parted more as he crawled between them.  It blocked her view
temporarily, but when he went down on top of her, his legs parted a bit as
well.  Meg could now see his balls hanging between his legs, the crack of
Gail's ass, and knew what would happen next.

   Meg jammed her finger into her pussy, clinching her lips as she did to
stop from making any noise that might give her away.  Mark's hips began
moving and his ass clinched and relaxed as he began pushing in and pulling
back.  Meg wondered if he was fucking her now.

   Gail felt Mark's cock slide up and down her slit, but it wasn't going
in. As afraid as she was, she also wanted him to enter her.  As he slid
forward, she rotated her hips and felt him start in.  "Easy..." she
muttered.  Mark didn't go easy, but didn't slam in either.  Gail felt him
ease in.  She had intentionally broken her hymen about a week ago knowing
this would happen.  His cock didn't really hurt, but it felt huge going
into her, making her gasp.

   "You OK?" Mark whispered.

   "You're big," was all Gail could manage to get out.  After pausing for a
moment as Mark remained still, Gail was able to gather her thoughts.  "I'm
OK...  You can fuck me," she smiled.  Mark didn't need the encouragement.

   Meg watched wide eyed as Mark's short jerky movements transformed into a
slow push.  As he pushed, Gail's knees pulled up.  Meg knew he was in her
and she became even more excited.  Her legs splayed vulgarly as her finger
pushed into her and began pumping in rhythm with Mark's hips as she
imagined his cock going into her.

   Mark suddenly pushed hard into Gail.  At the same time Meg's hand almost
vibrated as she rubbed her clit with her finger pushed into her drooling
pussy.  She felt her body finally explode as her eyes closed.  Finally
relief.

   Meg wasn't sure how long her climax lasted, but her eyes opened in time
to see Mark roll off of Gail.  The two remained motionless, on their backs,
with their legs still parted.  Meg could see Mark's once stiff dick now
laying limply between his legs.  His cum was starting to drool from Gail's
pussy.  Meg's hand began to move, being stimulated by the sight if the
couple a short distance away.  They began to stir though.  She was supposed
to be watching for people and didn't want to be caught.  She reached for
her shorts at her ankle, but realized they and her panties had fallen off.
She jumped off the rock scrambling for them.  Gail and Mark started to sit
up.  Meg saw her shorts and, in desperation, grabbed them and pulled them
on without bothering with panties - no time to look.

   Mark and Gail were both pulling their clothes on when Meg spotted the
missing panties.  It was too late to put them on now, so instead she kicked
them under the bushes.  How could she explain pulling off her shorts,
putting her panties on, then pulling her shorts back on?

   She jumped as Gail, standing right behind her, said, "All done.  Let's
go."



   Chapter 12

   The three walked for a few minutes together, but said nothing.  Gail
then announced she was at her departure point.  After saying her goodbyes,
she headed to her house, leaving Mark and Meg to continue on alone.

   Again there was silence as the two walked until Meg said she had to pee.
"Watch for me?" she asked.  Naturally Mark agreed and, after one final look
around, Meg dropped her shorts and squatted.  By this time having Mark
right there seeing her was no big deal.

   "Where's your underwear?" Mark questioned.

   "Oh, shit!" Meg gasped.  She had forgotten she had left her panties
under a tree where they had stopped.  "Um...  I'm not wearing any."

   "I can see that, but you were.  Where are they?  I saw you put them on
when we left the cabin," continued Mark.

   Meg stood and pulled her shorts back up.  "Um...  Ah...  Well, I kinda
left them when we stopped.  I...  I kinda saw what you were doing and... 
um...  I kinda got a little carried away, so...  um...  yeah.  When you
were finished and came out I didn't see them, so just put my shorts on."

   "You watched us?" accused Mark.

   "I wasn't going to, honest!  I just...  well...  you're not mad at me
are you?" Mark just stared at her.  "I'm sorry...  I know I shouldn't have.
I'll make it up, honest!  I'll do anything you want me to...  anything,"
Meg blushed.

   "Anything?� Mark questioned.  Meg nodded.  "Give me your shorts
then." Meg gasped.  "You said anything, so take your shorts off and give
them to me."

   Meg hesitated, then dropped her shorts, picked them up, and handed them
to Mark.  He took them.  "OK, now what?" she asked, expecting sex to
follow.

   "Now we go home, but you don't get your shorts back until we get there,"
Mark grinned.

   "Are you serious?  I can't walk home naked!" Meg gasped.  "Ask me to do
something else.  Someone might see me."

   "Nope.  You said anything...  but I'll give you back your shorts when we
get home so you don't have to run through the yard with no pants on. 
Deal?" Mark offered.

   A smile came across Meg's face.  "OK," she agreed feeling it might be
fun to run around pantless.  "...but you gotta watch for anyone coming!"

   They headed off down the trail again with Meg staying a bit behind Mark
so she felt more "covered".  It was only minutes when they heard voices. 
Meg ran off the trail and up the hill with Mark following her.  "Give me my
shorts!" she exclaimed.

   Mark ignored her and went beyond, to the top of the hill.  He knelt
behind a large rock and motioned for Meg.  Meekly she went to him and then
looked down the other side of the hill.  At the base was a small stream. 
Several children, maybe between 7 or 8 and maybe 11 were playing in the
stream, all wearing swim suits.  Meg and Mark were going to leave until
they noticed one of the boys walking in their direction.

   "Give me my shorts!" Meg whispered, fearing she would be seen, but the
boy stopped about half way up the hill, but only a short distance from
them, behind a low pine tree.  A few moments later a girl came up the hill.
Mark and Meg watched, realizing if they tried to leave they would surely be
seen.

   "You're going to do it, right?" the boy asked.  The girl nodded.  "You
take yours off first, then I will," the boy continued.

   "No, you go first," the girl countered.  They bickered a bit before
compromising.  The girl, who was wearing a one piece, would drop the top
first.  The boy would then take his suit off, then the girl would take hers
off.  They both agreed to let the other look closely, but the boy couldn't
touch.  The girl would be able to though.

   Meg watched in fascination as the girl untied the knot at the back of
her neck and then pealed her suit down, exposing what would soon be boobs.
She stopped just below her chest and waited.  The boys suit dropped,
exposing his boy dick, and he stepped out of them.  The girl paused for a
moment until the boy reminded her that she had agreed.  Slowly she pealed
her suit down the rest of the way, dropping it to her feet, and exposing
her bare pussy.

   As she was stepping out of her suit, the boy stated, "You first." The
girl agreed, spread her suit on the ground, and then sitting on it, leaning
back on her elbows, then opening her legs.  The boy knelt between her legs
and began to explore her girlness with his eyes.  The girl showed no
emotion, but stayed still as he looked at her.

   After a while he sat back up and the girl did too.  He extended his legs
in front of him and opened his legs.  The girl leaned forward and her hand
went between his legs.  She looked and fondled him for a bit, then
whispered, "We better get back.  You go first.  I'll stay here for a while
so they don't know, then come down later."

   The boy stood, pulled his suit back on, then headed down the hill.  The
girl stayed, as expected, but didn't put her suit on, making Meg wonder
why. Soon another boy came up the hill, but the girl didn't move.  "Did you
let him see?" the second boy asked.  The girl nodded.  "Thanks.  He really
wanted to see a girl, but we have no sister or anything, so...  Did you say
anything about us?" The girl shook her head.

   Meg's eyes widened as the boy's hand went to his suit and pushed it
down, exposing a small, but still stiff cock.  Even surprising Meg more,
the girl leaned back on her elbows and opened her legs.  "There going to do
it!" Meg whispered to Mark.

   Meg was on all fours, but her attention was on the boy and girl down the
hill.  Mark pushed his pants down and positioned himself behind Meg.  As
the boy moved between the girl's legs and, judging from her gasp, entered
her, Mark pushed forward.  Megs head snapped around, but she smiled and
then turned back to watch the boy and girl.  As Mark pushed in, Meg pushed
back against him.

   As Meg watched the young girl getting fucked, Mark's pace increased,
slamming against her ass as his cock revenged her pussy.  It wasn't long
before Meg felt her fire burning.  The boy and girl finished first and as
he stood, Meg saw the cum ooze from her pussy.  It was all she needed to
set her explosion.  As Meg climaxed, she felt Mark shoot into her.

   Mark stayed in Meg after he climaxed.  She watched as the boy, now limp
and markedly smaller, pulled on his swimsuit as the girl put hers on as
well.  The girl went straight down the hill while the boy walked a ways and
then went down seemingly from a different place, to join the others.

   Mark finally had no choice but to pull out of Meg and pull his pants
back up.  Meg, as was her fate, began to have his cum drool down her leg.
"Finally they're leaving," she muttered as the group of younger ones left
the stream.  After pausing an appropriate time, she whispered to Mark, "Go
see if they're gone."

   Mark walked down the hill, looked around, them motioned to Meg.  She
carefully and slowly walked down the hill, looking around as she descended.
Finally reassured they were alone, Meg kicked off her sneakers and waked in
ankle deep into the stream.  "Don't look," she blushed as she squatted in
the water and washed the cum from her pussy.

   Mark chuckled.  "OK, suit yourself.  I'll meet you back at the barn," he
laughed as he ran down the hill.

   "Wait!" Meg shouted to no avail.  Mark was already out of sight.  She
nervously looked around.  Here she was, alone and with no pants!  Meg
quickly put her sneakers back on and stealthily began making her way home.
She was scared to death someone would see her, but strangely excited at the
same time.



   Chapter 13

   What would have normally taken about 15 minutes took Meg about a half
hour to get home.  She kept stopping, looking, then going further only to
repeat again.  She was furious with her brother for leaving her, but
quickly calmed down.  Her anger turned into excitement.  About half way
home she had even stopped, looked around, then took her top off so she was
completely naked.  Meg had reassured herself that no one was near, but had
the strange hope someone would see her.

   As she neared the barn she put her top back on.  Cautiously she crouched
down and waited a minute or two, listening and looking to make sure she
wouldn't be seen.  Satisfied, Meg dashed the last short distance and into
the back door of the barn.  Suddenly conscious of her nudity she scurried
up the ladder to the loft room.

   "I can't believe you left me like that!" she blurted as she scrambled
into the room.  What she saw stopped her.  Before her was Mark, just
standing in silence, but completely naked.  His cock standing up straight.

   "You horny?" he asked in a soft voice.  Meg could say nothing, but
nodded.  "Wanna get fucked?" Mark whispered as he walked up to her.  Again
she nodded.

   He took her hand and led her to a bale of hay in the center of the room.
She hadn't even noticed it before.  He had draped a blanket over it.  "Bend
over the bale," he told her.  Without questioning, she did as he asked,
parting her legs slightly as her belly rested on the hay.  It made no
sense, but she felt herself becoming more wet.  "Front or back?" he
mumbled.

   "Either," Meg heard herself answer.  Normally, if given the choice,
she'd say front every time, but after walking home naked, she felt somehow
submissive.  Being "vulnerable" and in danger of being seen naked had
excited her.  Now she just wanted to be taken.  If he took her ass, even if
it hurt, she'd like it.  She lifter her ass slightly, tilted her hips, and
widened her legs.  She wanted him to see her sex; to be taken any way he
wanted to take her.

   Meg's breath sucked in as a hand went between her legs.  It came to rest
flat against her pussy, but a finger pushed between the folds.  Slowly the
hand slid from her pussy to her ass crack, that same finger pressing down
as it slid along her asshole.

   Mark sensed Meg push back as he pushed his finger at her asshole. 
Normally she would pull away slightly.  "You are horny," he smiled.

   "Just do it," she blushed.  It was embarrassing enough that she was that
horny, but even worse her body was giving her away.

   "Do you want it to hurt?" he muttered.

   His finger pushed into her ass.  She knew now he was going to take her
there.  His question not only surprised her, but shocked her.  Her mind was
wandering.  She imagined herself in a crowded room with other people there.
Her pants had been pulled down and she had been bent over something. 
Everyone could see her, both girls and boys.  She knew the boys were going
to fuck her.  As frightening as that was, it excited her, but she couldn't
tell Mark that.  "Just do it," she repeated.

   Mark's finger pulled out of her ass and she felt him kneel behind her.
She couldn't believe her body scooted back slightly as her legs parted more
and she pushed out her ass.  She wasn't supposed to do that, but her body
didn't seem to know it.  His cock run up and down her ass crack sending
shivers up her spine.

   Meg yelped as Mark lunged forward slamming his belly into her ass and
ramming his cock into her asshole.  It hurt like hell, but she pushed back
against him.  He didn't give her time to adjust, but immediately began to
pump into her.  Tears formed in her eyes, but her ass started to pick up
his rhythm, pushing back as he pushed forward; pulling away as he did.

   She knew he wouldn't last long enough to climax her, which she
desperately needed, so her hand went to her pussy to "assist".  Never had
she done anything like that before.  Even when she did masturbate, it was
always in the dark, in her bed, with the blanket pulled up to her neck.  As
horny as she might get during the day, she always waited until she went to
bed before pleasuring herself.  It didn't seem to matter now.

   At least her ass had become accustomed to be being fucked and the pain
was now gone.  All that was left was the pleasure and with her fingers
teasing her pussy, Meg felt her climax coming.  Mark pushed in and stopped
pumping.  She felt his cock pulsating deep inside her and knew he was
climaxing, which pushed her closer.  Mark remained still, but it was her
turn now.  She was so close.

   Mark began to pull out of her.  Instinctively her hips pushed her ass
back attempting to keep him embedded, but he slipped out anyway.  The
sensation of him pulling out was enough to push her over the edge.  She
felt her explosion and her fingers increased their movements.  After what
seemed like an eternity Meg collapsed down on the bail.

   As her senses returned, Meg became aware of Mark's cum leaking from her
ass.  She was still belly down on the bale with her legs spread and knew
Mark could see everything.  It made her blush, but she still didn't have
the strength to move.  "Got that cloth so I can clean up?" she asked
weakly.

   Mark had pulled out of Meg's ass after he had cum.  It fascinated him
that her ass stayed open at first, then slowly closed.  He had never really
"looked" at her like that and he couldn't help but stare.  It almost made
him wish his cock was still stiff so he could fuck her ass again.  When she
spoke, he came out of his trance.  He looked around, saw the rag, picked it
up shaking it off, and then tossed it to his sister.

   The rag landed in her back.  Her face turned red as she reached for it
and wiped the cum still leaking out of her ass.  With her strength now
returned, Meg stood up and turned to face Mark.  He was still naked, but
his once stiff soldier was now hanging limply between his legs.  "Can I
have my shorts now?"

   A grin came over Mark's face.  "Sure.  Here...  but no panties for the
rest of the day...  and I'll be checking, deal?  You still owe me for
spying."

   "Checking?  How?" asked Meg.

   "Easy!  I look in your pants to see if you're wearing any," he laughed.

   "You can't!  What if someone sees you doing it?" Meg gasped.

   "Don't worry; I'll be careful," reassured Mark.

   Meg thought for a moment.  "Will you do it to? ...and let me check? 
It's only fair..."

   "Deal!" Mark announced as he tossed his underwear into a corner and
stepped into his shorts.  Meg smiled.  It might prove to be a fun evening.

   When they walked in the house, their mother announced, "Supper will be
ready in about a half hour.  Go clean up.  Mark, it's your turn to set the
table."

   "OK," they replied in unison.  "I'm going to take a quick shower," Meg
added.  With all the activities of the day, she knew she needed one now.

   Mark nonchalantly followed Meg into the bathroom and began to wash his
hands.  "Aren't you going to take a shower?" he asked, noticing Meg was
just standing there.

   "Yes, but I can't undress while you're here, stupid," she snapped.

   "Me stupid?  What's the big deal?  We just had sex.  It's not like I
haven't seen you," he countered.

   "Someone might see," argued Meg.

   "Who do you think will see?  The door is closed.  Mom is in the kitchen
downstairs cooking and Dad isn't home yet," he again countered.

   "I guess," Meg muttered as she pushed her shorts to the floor and
reached for her top.  "You just want to see me naked," she teased as she
pulled her top off.

   "Yeah...  and you like to show me," he grinned as his hand went between
her legs.  "You're already wet."

   "Am not!" she blushed even though he was right.  His finger slipped
easily inside her.  "Not here; not now," she whispered, but didn't pull
away.  "You gotta wash your hands again," she blushed.

   "Remember, no underwear.  I'll be checking," he reminded as he pulled
his hand away.

   "I know," she kiddingly scowled.  She then reached out and pulled the
waistband of his shorts out from his belly and shoved her hand in,
caressing his stiff cock.  "I'll be checking you too...  and I'm going to
keep you hard all night," she laughed.



   Chapter 14

   Mark and Meg made it through the meal acting seemingly normal, except
each knew, or thought, the other was without underwear.  After eating,
their parents informed them they were going to the store and the two
siblings were to do the dishes.  Both protested, but only for affect,
knowing their fate was already sealed.  To ensure peace, their mother
dictated that Meg would wash, Mark would dry, but both would clear the
table.

   The two began clearing the table as their mother put away the leftover
food.  Meg was carrying a stack of plates to the sink as their mother
finally left the kitchen.  Mark snuck up behind Meg and, as she placed the
dirty plates down on the counter, Mark yanked and her pants dropped down
with the plates.

   Meg quickly reached for her shorts and pulled them up quickly and spun
around to face Mark.  "They're still here, stupid!" she quietly gasped.

   "Just checking," Mark grinned.

   The door closed as their parents left.  Meg slowly brought her hand to
Mark's waistband and pulled it away from his belly with one hand and slid
her other hand inside, caressing his cock.  "I see you're not wearing any
either," she giggled.

   "You sure?" Mark smiled.

   Meg smiled as she pulled her hand out of Mark's shorts, but instead of
turning away, she grabbed the top of his shorts and pushed down, dropping
them to his feet.  Immediately her hand went back to his cock.  "I am now,"
she grinned.  His hand went to her shorts.  "What are you going to do?"

   "I'm going to push your shorts back down again," he grinned.  This time,
instead of snapping them down, he slowly pushed.  Meg made no attempt to
stop him.  Her shorts fell, puddling at her ankles and his hand went
between her legs.  Doing dishes was the last thing on Meg's mind by this
time and her legs parted giving him room.  "Take your top off."

   "Why?" Meg asked instinctively, not really caring what his answer was.

   "I want to see your tits," Mark whispered, his hand still between her
legs rubbing.  Meg reluctantly released his treasure and grabbed the bottom
of her top, lifting it over her head.  "Wanna do it?" Mark muttered almost
sounding out of breath.

   "Yeah, but I wanna do you," responded Meg.  A questioning look came
across Mark's face.  "Lay down," Meg grinned as Mark complied.  "Now open
your legs," Meg continued.  It felt strange to Mark to have his legs parted
like that.  "More," Meg ordered.

   Meg knelt down between Mark's outstretched legs.  For a moment she just
looked, admiring the sight.  She then pushed her legs back, balanced above
Mark so they were lined up, then took his cock in her hand.  "Now I'm gonna
do you," she muttered as she parted her legs slightly between his, aimed
him, and lowered herself onto him.

   It was strangely different.  Mark had fucked her before, he hadn't
changed, his dick had been in her pussy, just like before, but doing it
like this was still somehow different.  Meg didn't feel like she was
getting laid.  Mark was somehow getting laid this time and she was doing
it. It seemed to empower her.

   "How does it feel to get fucked?  Like it?" Meg asked as she ground into
his crotch.  She didn't notice if he answered or not.  Her hips were
bouncing rapidly for a while and then she would grind into him again,
trying to get her body to almost swallow him.

   Her pussy was on fire.  She felt his cock twitch deep inside her.  "No!
Not yet.  I'm not done yet," she snapped as she ignored his climax.  His
cum mixed with her juices making her even more slick.  Strangely he stayed
hard after he climaxed and she began pumping in earnest.  She was in
control this time, not him.

   She neared the edge of her cliff and began pumping even faster. 
Suddenly she was off, flying through the air.  Her body began to control
her movements, sometime almost vibrating, sometimes pushing into his crotch
as hard as she could.  Her climax seemed like it wouldn't stop, but just
kept flowing.

   His cock was still hard inside her pussy and her body wouldn't quit. 
She reached down and pushed at his legs to make him open wider.  Her legs
closed increasing the sensations in her pussy.  Again she exploded.

   Finally she could take no more and collapsed onto his chest.  Her chest
heaved trying to suck in more air.  Her pussy felt like small firecrackers
were going off inside it, but Meg didn't have the strength left to even
move.

   Her body eventually settled.  She felt his cock fall out of her pussy
followed by his cum dripping out.  It suddenly dawned on her that they were
on the kitchen floor, the dishes weren't done, and their parents could walk
in at any moment.  She quickly stood and threw on her tee and shorts. 
"Hurry and help me do the dishes before Mom and Dad get home!" she blurted.


   Mark threw on his clothes and four hands worked the dishpan.  In no time
the dishes were done and both dried and put them away.  When they were
done, Meg stated, "I gotta go clean up.  You made me all sticky and yucky."
She headed toward the bathroom and then noticed Mark following her.  "Where
you going?"

   "To watch," he grinned.

   "Nooo...  You can't!  Mom and Dad will be home any minute," Meg gasped.

   Mark knew she was right.  "OK then, tonight, when we go to bed, you
leave your door open when you get undressed," he offered.

   Meg thought for a moment.  She knew he would keep pressing for something
and that seemed to be the easiest.  "OK, but not if Mom or Dad are around.
...and you gotta too, so I can see too," she grinned.

   "Deal," Mark agreed as he turned to go back downstairs.  "...but I'm
going to keep checking anyway," he laughed as he bound down the stairs.

   When Meg came back downstairs, their parents were in the kitchen and
Mark was sprawled on the couch.  "Move over, jerk!" she snapped.  Mark sat
up and Meg had room to sit.  As she did Mark leaned over and pulled the
front of her shorts out.  "No, I'm not wearing any," she whispered, then,
as he sat back up, she pushed her hand into his shorts and found his still
soft cock.  It didn't take much effort to get it hard again.  "Told you I'd
keep you hard," she smiled as she snapped her hand back out.  She chuckled
as he tried to adjust himself before his parents walked back in.

   The evening was dull.  Both their parents were in the living room with
them as they watched TV.  Meg did grab a blanket to cover and put her head
on the arm of the couch.  She pushed the blanket down with her feet and
stretched over Mark's lap.  She felt sorry for him in a way and didn't want
their parents to notice his erection, but she had another reason as well.

   Mark couldn't touch her without being very obvious, but her feet were
right next to his cock.  Every once in a while she moved her foot slightly,
rubbing against his continuously hard cock.  Every time she did he would
glare at her, but she only smiled back.  Once during the evening both their
parents had left the room at the same time.  "Would you stop doing that!"
he whispered.

   "I told you I was going to keep you hard all night," she smiled back.

   Finally Mark's agony ended when their parents announced it was time for
them to go to bed.  As soon as the two turned the corner and headed up the
stairs, Meg felt her shorts go down.  She quickly turned around, yanking
them up at the same time.  "Not here!" she quietly snapped.

   "Just checking," Mark quipped as he smiled back at her.  "Don't
forget... You said I could watch." Meg didn't answer and instead turned and
started up the stairs again.  As they approached the bathroom, now out of
earshot of their parents, Mark mumbled, "I'll be a few.  Don't start
without me," and turned into the bathroom.

   "Going to jerk off first?" Meg teased.

   "No!" Mark blurted.  "So what if I am!  Wait for me."

   Meg followed Mark into the bathroom.  "I wanna watch."

   "Ya...  Right!  Like I'd let you..." Mark grumbled and then turned to
see Meg standing there.  He glared at her for a moment, then his expression
softened a bit.  "You wanna see?  No.  You wanna do it for me?  Get naked
first!"

   His response shocked Meg.  At first she just stood as what he just said
sunk in.  "You want me to get naked and then make you cum?" she finally
questioned.

   A smile came across his face.  After she had made him uncomfortable all
night, finally she was the one uncomfortable.  "Yeah..." He then expected
her to storm out of the bathroom.

   Meg pondered for a moment.  She had already told him he could watch her
undress and the thought of her just stripping for him for some strange
reason bothered her.  It might be fun to jerk him off.

   Mark smiled to himself as Meg turned toward the door.  He had finally
beat her.  Instead of leaving, though, she closed the door, turned toward
him, pulled her top over her head, and softly said, "OK".  Mark froze in
shock.  After a few moments Meg reached for her shorts.  "You going to just
stand there or take your pants off?" Mark's shorts dropped to his ankles,
freeing his hard member.  For a moment Meg just stared at it before Mark
asked, "You too?"

   Meg dropped her shorts and stepped out of them without looking away from
Mark's hard cock.  It made her uneasy in a way that she couldn't keep her
eyes off of it.  Slowly she reached out and wrapped her hand around it. 
"Um...  Do I just rub up and down?" she blushed, not knowing exactly how to
do it.  Mark nodded.  "Like this?" she questioned.

   Before he could even answer he erupted, squirting cum onto Meg's belly.
It embarrassed him he had shot so soon, but she had been rubbing him all
night with her foot keeping him almost at the brink.

   Meg's eyes widened as shot upon shot of cum fired out of Mark's cock. 
Not knowing what else to do, she released him and was fascinated at how it
seemed to bob on it's own.  Soon he stopped spewing cum.  She watched as
his cock slowly drooped and softened.  She realized she had cum all over
her, so grabbed a washcloth and wiped it off.  She then pulled on her top
and shorts.  Mark was still just standing there, his cock now soft.  "See
you tomorrow," Meg quipped as she left him.



   Chapter 15

   A few days later Gail and Rita stopped by.  The day was one of the
hottest in a while and no one was really doing anything.  Rita mentioned
she should have gone swimming with some of her friends, but they had left
before she finished her chores.  The others thought swimming was a good
idea, but since the two sisters didn't have their suits with them, they
decided to go to the club.

   Mark felt slightly awkward as the three girls were chatting away and
more or less ignoring him.  He had fallen slightly behind them when they
veered off the path and headed into the woods.  "Where you going?" he
questioned.

   "Did you forget?" Meg answered.  "This is where we saw the boy and girl,
remember?  We're going to see if they're here again."

   The three girls and Mark made their way to the big rock they had hidden
behind before and sure enough two girls were there.  The one they had
watched before and another girl.  She was about the same age but far
prettier than the other.  "I know her!" Rita whispered.  "She's the
prettiest girl in the class, but one of the shyest too.  She won't even
talk to boys."

   The four friends remained quiet and listened as the two girls talked. 
"I got it all set up.  You won't just see one boy, but three!" the original
girl began.

   "You sure it's OK?  They'll show us?" the new girl questioned.

   "Everything is fine.  I know all three and they all agreed to keep the
secret and let us look.  You remember you have to let them look too,
right?" The new girl nodded.  "I did have to agree to go first so they'd do
it though, but I knew you'd be OK with that.  When they get here, I'll do
the talking and make sure everything is all set.  If it is, we'll take our
suits off first, then the boys will take theirs off.  They will just look,
but we can look and touch, OK?"

   "Wait, we have to go first?  I don't know...  What if they don't do it?"
the new girl asked.

   "I told you everything was set, didn't I?  I had to make an agreement so
we could touch.  You do want to see AND touch, don't you?  Do you think
they would let us do everything first, then hope we do our part?  They only
get to look but we can touch them and everything!  You told me you had
never seen a boy and wanted to..." the original girl argued.  "You're not
going to be a baby and chicken out now, are you?"

   "No!  I said I would do it!" the new girl defended.

   "Good...  Here they come now.  Once I go over everything, we take our
suits off.  When you take yours off, give it to me and I'll hang them on
this branch so they don't get dirty," she said pointing to a low branch
next to her.

   One of the boys was the one who had fucked the girl there before, but
the other two no one knew.  The four friends watched as the girl talked to
the boys and reminded them of the agreement.  Again the three boys agreed
and they supposedly had agreed with the one girl before.

   "OK, we take out suits off first.  Then you take yours off and we can
touch you all we want, but you only look, right?" the original girl
repeated.  The boys nodded.  "OK, let's do it then," she stated as her
hands went to the tie behind her neck.

   The new girl's face flushed as she too reached for her tie.  She glanced
at her friend, who already had her suit to her waist.  "Hurry up.  The
sooner yours are off, the sooner ours come off," one of the boys
encouraged.

   The new girl closed her eyes and quickly dropped her suit down, stepping
out of it, but clasped her hands in front of her.  "No fair!  You can't
cover because we can't," a boy protested.  Her eyes still closed, the new
girl's hands slowly went to her sides, but she kept her legs tightly
together.

   "See?  I told you I'd get her naked for you.  You both owe me $5!" the
boy who had fucked the first girl laughed as the three turned and ran down
the hill.  The new girl's eyes open wide as she swung around only to see
her supposed friend running down the hill towards the boys carrying the new
girl's suit.

   "Oh NO!" the new girl gasped as she crouched down on the ground trying
to hide herself.

   Rita jumped up and ran over to the girl.  "It's OK, Marsha.  I heard
everything!  They are going to be in sooo much trouble!"

   "They took my clothes!" Marsha blurted at first, then realization set
in. Rita was there and saw everything too.  Suddenly she turned white. 
"Please don't say anything!  I'd die!  They'd just say I did it for them,"
she added as she began to stand, then realized she was still naked.

   "My friends saw and heard too and there's more of us than them, so don't
worry," Rita reassured.

   "Friends???" Marsha blurted.  "How many saw me?"

   "It's OK...  It's just my sister, our friend, and her brother.  They're
cool."

   "Another boy!" Marsha gasped as she began to cry.

   "He's OK.  He won't say anything," Rita comforted as the three others
came out from behind the rock.  "Mark, give her your shirt to put on?"
Horror came over Marsha's face when she saw the other three looking at her.
Mark pulled his tee off and tried to hand it to the girl, but she froze,
still huddled trying her best to cover herself.  He dropped it next to her.
"Turn around so she can put it on, stupid," Rita suggested and Mark
complied.

   Marsha quickly grabbed the tee and pulled it on.  "We're going to...  We
were taking a walk.  Wanna come with us?" Rita invited.  Marsha's mouth was
still gaping and her eyes like saucers as she looked over at Mark, who
still had her back to her.  "I told you he's OK, and you're wearing his tee
now, so you're not naked.  He already saw you anyway and he's already seen
all of us too," Rita added seeing Marsha's reaction, then, realizing what
she had just said, blurted.  "Oops!"

   "He's seen you?" Marsha picked up.

   "Um...  Yeah.  I told you he was OK," Rita now blushed.  "You know my
sister.  This is Meg and her brother is Mark.  They moved here a little
while ago," introduced Rita, trying to change the subject.

   Marsha relaxed some at the revelation.  "Yeah...  OK...  I can't go home
like this with my mother there and she's not going shopping for another few
hours." Marsha slowly stood up, tugging at the tee hem as she did. 
Unfortunately the tee was short, not like her dad's big tees she wore to
bed.  It did seem to cover, but just barely.

   "Can I turn around yet?" Mark questioned.

   The three girls all looked at Marsha waiting for her to answer.  She
thought for a moment and then answered, "Yeah...  I guess so." Mark turned
and faced her.  As he did, like any boy would, he looked her over.  Marsha
stretched the tee down trying to cover herself more.  "Um...  Thanks for
the tee," she blushed.

   "You know...  That tee isn't going to stretch that much.  Every time you
pull down the front, the back pulls up," Meg chuckled.  Marsha blushed. 
"He already saw you anyway; just relax.  Would you feel better if you saw
him?"

   "I only saw the back," Mark added.

   "He'd show me?" Marsha questioned.  "I'm not going to show him again!"

   "If you'll relax and stop trying to stretch out his tee, yes, he'll show
you," Meg answered.  Marsha looked at Mark.  "Show her, Mark."

   "You'll stop stretching out my tee?" Mark asked.

   Marsha thought for a moment.  "Do I have to show you?" Mark shook his
head.  Again Marsha paused, then nodded.

   Mark, without hesitation, reached for the snap of his jeans, then
zipper, then pushed down.  As usual he was hard, but he just stood there
with his jeans at his knees.  Marsha's eyes widened as she looked at her
first "real life" cock and balls.  For a few minutes she just stared,
studying every detail.

   Surprising everyone, Marsha's pressure on the tee relaxed and she slowly
lifted the bottom to her waist, showing Mark a thick, dark bush, before
releasing the tee and letting it drop back into place.  "You didn't have to
do that," Meg stated.

   "I know.  That's why I did.  Those three boys already saw me.  He said I
didn't have to, but let me look at him anyway.  He said he only saw from
the back, so I wanted to let him see the front too.  It's only fair.  Rita
said he was OK and I think so too, so..." Marsha explained.

   The three girls huddled together for a moment whispering, then Meg
whispered to Mark.  He nodded.  "We were going swimming.  Wanna come?" Meg
asked Marsha.

   "Um...  they stole my suit, remember?" Marsha blushed.

   "I know...  We sorta don't wear suits where we're going.  It's a secret
place and we skinny dip.  You OK with that?"

   "He does too?" Marsha questioned.

   "Yes, him too.  You'll see him, but he'll see you too.  He'll see all of
us and we'll all see him.  Wanna go?" Meg repeated.

   Marsha pondered for a moment.  She had already seen him, the three boys
had already seen her and he had seen her too.  Although she didn't know Meg
and Mark, they seemed nice and she knew Rita and her sister.  "OK," Marsha
smiled.