THE CLUB
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."