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Teenage Years Are Hard
by Edipus (address withheld)

***

A boy spies on his neighbors and gets drawn into a 
bisexual, foursome. (mf-teens, 1st, bi, inc, voy)

***

I hit puberty late, as a result I was always smaller 
then most boys my age. This, added to fact, I was 
nearly six months younger than most of the kids in my 
school.

I discovered masturbation at the age of 13, and wore 
sores on my member and hand due to the amount of time 
per day I played with myself. I found that although sex 
and girls were a vast mystery, I felt the desire and 
lust deeply. I had done the usual bit of going into my 
mother's things, i.e.: bras, panties and so forth. 

I remember smelling dirty panties in the bathroom, and 
that odor that fascinated me. That musky odor that 
seemed to spark forces deep inside my mind. Dark and 
foreboding forces of animal pleasure's not yet known. 
Such was life at age 14 nearly 15. Not much with girls 
and knowing there would be more, anxious about what 
that would be.

We lived in a very affluent part of Dallas, most of the 
household incomes far in-excess of $250,000 per year. 
Two houses over, lived a very wealthy family which 
consisted of a father who was always away. A very 
beautiful mother, in her forties, and their two 
children Mark, and Jill. 

Mark was about 16 and had just started to drive; he had 
all the things I wanted. Good looks, tall, muscle 
bound, he was very popular at school and he knew the 
right people. His sister Jill was 15 and she was 
equally beautiful, looking just like her mother. Short 
and sassy blond hair, with a wonderful smile. Her 
figure was ravenous for a girl of her age. And she was 
not timid, about anything. She had a reputation at 
school of being very wild. 

She didn't have a steady boyfriend, but she flirted 
with everyone. The family as a whole was known to be a 
little weird. Both Jill and Mark had their own rooms 
above the garage, and behind the main house. 

My room was located on our second floor in a converted 
attic. It had two shaded windows at either end of the 
pyramid shaped attic. The west side window looked out 
into both my next door neighbors house, and beyond 
could be seen the window of Jill's room. She always had 
the drapes pulled, blocking my attempts to use the 
telescope my dad had gotten me years ago.

It was about 10:45pm on a Tuesday, I was hacking away 
on my Commodore computer at my desk with that west side 
window open. It was getting late and I was about to 
jack off to a stolen playboy and go to bed. Then I saw 
Mark's car lights coming up their drive way, coming to 
a halt just before the garage. Both car doors opened, 
and Mark and Jill stepped out. 

Jill was bouncing around in her private school uniform 
consisting of a sweater and checkered mini skirt. Mark 
wore Levi's and Polo. Jill followed Mark up the stares 
to their rooms, and ran up and hugged him. It was 
strange to me, the manner in which she embraced him. 

I could see that they were talking about something, but 
from this distance in the dark I could not tell what. I 
pulled out my old telescope and rapidly tried to focus 
in on their front door to the garage. I thought I could 
make out Jill's sweater unbuttoned and the white of her 
blouse below, which it also looked to be unbuttoned. I 
paused and tried to focus better. 

Just at that time Mark opened the door and turned on 
their inside light. This light obscured my vision as 
they walked into the apartment and shut the door. 
"Damn!" I shouted. 

Strange thoughts started rolling in my mind, all the 
possibilities for what I thought I had just seen. The 
image of her unbuttoned shirt and the tan of her skin 
beneath. 

My dick started to enlarge, with my mind fixed on that 
image. I stroked myself under my boxers, as a smear of 
pre-cum slipped my hand along. I was yet again resigned 
to myself. Left only imagining what was taking place 
behind the doors of their garage apartment. My dick was 
hard and my eye's were closed, stroking up and down 
leaning back in my desk chair. 

I opened my eye ever so slightly, and caught a strange 
light out beyond my window. My eyes flew wide open as I 
watched Jill pull open her blinds and open her window. 
She was dressed in nothing but her white school blouse 
half unbuttoned, staring out into the night. The white 
light from within her room creating a ghostly image 
against the dark. 

I hurriedly moved my telescope back into position, and 
rapidly began to focus. Fearing that the lights would 
go off, and the moment would be lost. This time however 
nothing changed, the telescope brought me a prefect 
image of her body. She was only visible from the waste 
up, and I could now see the white outline of her bra. I 
could barely make out the outline of her breasts, so 
firm and round. The cool night air, causing the nipples 
to slowly erect. 

She seemed to have a strange foggy expression on her 
face, almost out of touch with what was around her. In 
a sort of a surreal, state of being, beyond that of 
normal action and response. She moved away from the 
window, but yet still allowing me a view of the 
interior of her bedroom. Her arms pulled off the white 
blouse exposing her bra, and revealing for the first 
time, her white lace panties. 

She rolled her head back and forth, and sat on the edge 
of her bed, which was clear out of the corner of my 
vision. I fumbled with the zoom setting on the 
telescope and tried to bring things in closer and 
clearer. The view now became clear, Jill moved her arms 
up to slowly brush her right breast, its nipple growing 
with the pass. On the down stroke she cupped and 
squeezed it, with this one hand, and with her index 
finger, she traced the outline of her bra, around its 
top edge. Then feeling more forceful she moved her 
index finger under the lace to gently touch her now 
fully erect nipple. 

I stopped and thought to myself, unsure of what I was 
seeing. My heart pounded inside my chest, my dick was 
as hard as I had ever seen it. Things were moving way 
to fast; I wanted to somehow be there with her, to 
touch her.

I strained and looked closer as her free hand moved 
down the side of her chest and waste coming to meet the 
center of her abdomen, around her belly button. There 
her hand paused a moment slowly circling around the top 
lace of her panties. Her stroking went still lower, as 
I lost focus for a second and she spread her legs. I 
pulled the zoom lens back a bit and could now see her 
hand had found it's way under her panties, Where I 
could barely make out the rotation of her fingers. 

Her legs spread wide now. She pushed her self up 
further on the bed, as to lay flat. But with the final 
push up further on the bed, she was out of my view now, 
except for her feet showing at the beds end. Big toes 
pointed away from each other. Slowly moving faster and 
faster, in a jerky motion. 

"Fuck!!" I'm missing it. 

I moved my telescope to all possible angels, trying to 
get a closer look. Each time perhaps seeing a little 
more, but not the whole thing. But then in the heat of 
the moment my eye caught something, something so slight 
as to almost go un-noticed. The closet door in her room 
had a full length mirror. And via the reflection of 
this mirror I strained to make something out. 

At first I thought it was the reflection of a poster of 
a man against her wall, but then the supposed poster 
moved a little, and came better in focus. It was Mark. 
Mark was standing somewhere in her room, hidden off 
somewhere to her side. His was dressed only in a muscle 
shirt, and nothing else. 

It was very difficult to make out the scene from a 
reflection, but he appeared to have his cock in hand, 
moving his hand with a strong grip up and down its 
length. Mark was 16, and well built. But what was he 
doing in his sister's room, watching her playing with 
her clit! I strained hard to see as much as I could, 
seeing Mark's hard cock being stroked back and forth, 
while still hoping to catch a better view of whatever 
Jill was doing.

Whatever she was doing, its pace was quickening. The 
movement of her feet, picked up, as she moved up and 
down the bed with an intensifying pace. Mark was also 
picking up steam, jerking his cock faster and faster, 
changing hands and grips from time to time. My own cock 
dripped pre-cum as my hand whacked away. I was so close 
to cumming, and I felt a sexual high, I had never known 
before.

Just then Jill's feet spasimed and shook. This lasted 
for about 20 seconds, and then she was still. Mark was 
feverishly moving his hand up and down his dick's 
length. 

Jill's feet disappeared for a moment. And then I lost 
Mark's reflection in the mirror. Scrambling to recover, 
I moved the telescope around. Still nothing. Minutes 
turned to an eternity. "Please God, let this not be 
it!" I mumbled to myself.

Then Jill, fully nude sat at the end of her bed. 
Followed by a now, totally nude Mark. Mark stood right 
in front of her, her face coming up to his waste. She 
then reached out and took his cock in her hands, He 
trembled with her touch. Jill began to move her hand 
firmly up and down Marks cock, picking up steam with 
each stroke, her free hand now went down between her 
legs, but I couldn't get a good look. 

With my own hand barely moving, and yet I was moments 
away from cumming. Mark's back arched and Jill's hand 
caught his climax on an up stroke. His cock sent a 
ribbon a cum up and on to her chest. I immediately 
followed, sending my own cum spurting all over my hands 
and boxer shorts. My own spasm knocked the telescope 
out of focus for a second. I recovered somewhat, and 
refocused. Mark stood over Jill, Jill still milking the 
last drop of Marks cum, I could see the white globs of 
his aftermath, which Jill now rubbed in. 

Somehow the lights in their room went out and the room 
was completely dark. I watched for a few minutes more, 
but nothing. I went to my bathroom and got a towel to 
wipe myself off. The whole thing being like a dream, 
the time now being around midnight. Sleep was hopeless, 
but I found myself exhausted. I took one more look into 
the dark room of my neighbors, and crashed myself into 
my bed, rubbing my own cock still and thinking about 
what I had just seen.

I sat in my bed that night and sorted the new feelings 
I felt. Seeing Jill like that, the reality of it still 
shocked me. But it was more than that. The thought of 
Mark standing there, hard cock in hand also sent 
strange feelings. These feelings I felt the most 
ashamed of, why was I turned on at seeing both of them? 
Was that wrong? 

I never thought that I had a problem with gender 
identification, I accepted and enjoyed the fact I was 
male. But somewhere deep inside, there was a 
fascination to experience all forms of sex. Almost 
limitless, with pleasure as the only goal. A primal 
drive, for which I now felt guilty and ashamed. Sleep 
finally came that night, filling my mind with the nude 
forms of what I had seen. Right or wrong, I liked it, 
and wanted more.

Saturday

There was a walkway that ran down the back of each 
house. It was too small to be a alley. In some places 
you could only walk by single file. Most people stayed 
out of this area, because it was pretty creepy, and 
some places had poison ivy. It was getting close to 
nine at night, and during the last couple of days I had 
been tormented by no repeat sessions at the window. I 
longed for a closer look, I felt myself compelled to 
get closer. Regardless of the risks. 

I told my parents I was going out front for awhile, 
then slipped around to this back mini alley I 
described. Mark and Jill's house was only about 75 feet 
down this alley but it was surrounded by a tall brick 
wall. My plan was to climb the tree that was above that 
wall and try to see inside her window, or at least his. 
The wall to alley side was covered in plants, and I 
found it hard to gain a foothold, and start the climb. 

Carefully I started my climb, and found the limb I 
wanted to sit on, it partially covered my with other 
limbs and leaves. Jill's shades were partially pulled 
down, and a dim light somewhere in the room didn't 
light much. I looked down in the drive way and noticed 
that Mark's car was not there. Parked to the side there 
was however a red Z-28, with the personal license plate 
that read "2MUCH4U", I thought I had seen that car 
before at school. It belonged to a senior cheerleader. 
Karen Love. (No joke, her last name was Love) 

Since there weren't any other cars around I could only 
assume that they were alone, with no parents, or her 
brother Mark. As I moved along my branch, I could see 
the blue glow of their huge swimming pool. They not 
only had a pool, but to the side a Jacuzzi, and along 
the back wall a oak sauna room. This was pointless I 
thought to myself, as I prepared for a long wait. 

My ass, already becoming sore from sitting on the limb. 
About twenty minutes later Jill, and what looked like 
Karen came out down the stairs of the apartment, to the 
pool area. I tried to be perfectly quiet, scared out of 
my wits of being caught. They were only 20 feet away, 
and I could hear their voices. Both had on two piece 
thong swim suits, which Karen filled out to the max. 
She was older than Jill, and a true women. 

Judging from what I knew about bra sizes from my 
mothers bra's she was ever bit of a 36D. They walked 
down into spa, and put down their towels, and began to 
talk, as they dipped their toes in the steaming water. 
This continued for a while, Until Karen reached into 
her towel, and pulled something out. They seemed to 
talk about something, for just a while. 

Then I saw a match strike, as Karen lifted a cigarette 
to her mouth and lighted it. After she smoked it, she 
handed it to Jill. Pot. I thought to myself. Then the 
wind lifted the smell of burnt rope up to my tree limb. 
They sat for the next ten minutes and smoked, and 
laughed, then got into the hot tub. Their hair wet now, 
and my vision clouded from the raising steam. Then I 
saw something fly off, out of the hot tub and onto the 
concrete around the pool. I still couldn't see much, 
but Karen and Jill were in close quarters. 

Then Jill got out of the spa and sat of the concrete 
ledge. The item throw out moments before was her top. 
Her breasts glistened in the glow of steam and low 
night light. Karen was moving her hand up around Jill's 
thigh, slowly spreading her leg gently apart. Karen 
moved her hand firmly, with deliberate movement. Jill 
arched her head back, bracing herself as she leaned 
backward. 

Karen looked up at Jill, and moved her head in to kiss 
Jill's inner thigh, moving her hand up. Jill licked her 
lips, the steam rolling off the tub, as Karen's hand 
found her thin mound of pubic hair. Karen's hand 
rotating gently in a circle, as her mouth moved closer 
to her genitals. 

Jill grasped, and moved up to grasp Karen's face with 
her hands, as Karen thrust her face and tongue deep 
inside Jill. I moved a tree branch ever so slightly as 
to get the best possible look I could, that sense of 
thrill overtook me once again. And my heart felt like 
it would explode inside my chest. Once again an 
erection strained against my tight blue jeans. Karen 
continued to mash her face firmly into Jill's pussy, 
moving her hands in closer to spread Jill's lips to 
provide better access to her clit. Jill started to make 
groaning noises, as Karen's pace quickened. She ran her 
hands through Karen's long brunette hair, pushing her 
face harder against her. 

Karen reached up with her right hand and began to 
gently rub Jill's ample breasts, which seemed to turn 
Jill on, to even greater heights. Jill's reached up 
with her free hand and also caressed her breast. 
Pushing harder against it, while tracing the outline of 
her nipple with her index finger. I rubbed my own cock 
through by jeans, feeling my own heat build. I somehow 
felt joined to sexual event they were sharing, somehow 
joined as the frenzy of their sex increased to a fever 
pitch. 

I could feel that Jill was close, close to a huge 
climax. This excited me, to near hypnotic levels. Jill 
had reached the point of no turning back now, Karen's 
head shook back and forth, pushing hard against Jill. 
Jill began to let out deep groans, with steady 
frequency. Building and building, more and more, 
louder, louder. Jill's Head shot up, and her hips 
jerked, the pleasure release of orgasm. 

Karen continued to suck and push, gaining her own 
pleasure in Jill's climax. Karen's face parted from 
Jill's soaked pussy, and she moved her hand to gently 
rub her clit slowly. This sent a shiver of pleasure 
through Jill, and caused a slight moan. Jill slowly 
regained her composure, and jumped into the hot tub 
with Karen. They sat close, and Karen looked deep into 
Jill's eyes. Karen took Jill's hand in hers and moved 
it up to her own breast, which still was covered by the 
swim top. Jill looked into Karen face, with a eager but 
unsure expression. 

Karen smiled back at her and moved closer to give her a 
gentle kiss. Jill seemed to accept Karen's kiss 
awkwardly, but then as their passion grew she become 
more and surer of herself. Letting herself go, as their 
tongues danced in the others mouth. Karen rubbed Jill's 
hand harder against her breasts and carefully pulled up 
her top exposing herself to Jill. 

Karen's breasts with so large, and Jill's hand explored 
every each, as if for the first time. Karen broke the 
kiss and said something to Jill, Jill looked back at 
Karen as she now guided Jill's hand under the hot tub's 
bubbling water. Jill's face showed concern, the concern 
one what have of failure of riding the bike for the 
first time. 

Jill's hand must have been guided to the right spot, 
Karen's expression changed, her mouth opened and her 
eye's closed. I could see by the movement of her upper 
arm that Jill's hand was quite busy on Karen under the 
water. Jill seemed to gain her excitement back now at 
the prospect of giving Karen pleasure. 

Jill was now sucked into the entire experience, letting 
her own passion build with her control over another. My 
leg had fallen asleep, and the racing of my own heart 
made me feel dizzy. I watched the two huddled lovers, 
and began to lose touch with exactly what I was doing 
and the risks I was taking doing it. 

Karen stopped Jill, and spoke to her, words were 
exchanged, and Jill lifted herself up and out of the 
hot tub. Karen followed her, there they stood both 
completely nude, backlit by the blue glow of the pool 
and the night sky. They held each others hand and 
walked over to the sauna room, opened its door as steam 
poured out. Karen moved her hand to cup Jill's ass and 
moved her finger teasingly around her wet slit. They 
kissed and walked inside the sauna. The door shut, and 
I was alone.

I sat there for a moment, legs asleep, sexual aroused 
to the point of addiction. I wanted to get closer, I 
had to get closer. I tried to move from my tree limb to 
the top of the brick wall. I reached out with my foot, 
and placed it on the top of the wall. I put my weight 
on my leg to move, when just then my leg gave way 
sending me crashing five feet into the bushes of their 
back yard. 

The noise was deafening, as I waited for Jill and Karen 
to storm out of the sauna. Nothing, just the quiet 
night around me, and the whine of the pools water jets. 
I hurt, and I lost my erection. I went around the 
inside wall area to the sauna as to avoid being seen. 
The large door to the sauna had a window, granted this 
window was steamed, but I could see that there was a 
light on inside. Inside I could make out two bodies 
gripped in embrace. 

I was now at the doors edge and could hear their moans 
of pleasure from inside. I slowly peeked inside through 
the glass. Karen and Jill were in a 69 position, with 
Karen on the bottom. Karen's tongue dashed in and out 
of Jill's pussy as she also pushed a finger inside 
Jill's ass. Both were in the throws of passion. I 
became so engrossed in what I was seeing that I didn't 
hear the footsteps approaching behind my. 

I had been standing facing the door when I felt 
something from behind smash me into the door frame, 
created a large crash. I was terrified, I looked behind 
me, it was Mark. He looked pissed. 

"Spying are we?" 

I didn't say a thing. Not knowing how to respond. Mark 
was much larger than I, and opened the door to the 
sauna, surprising the girls who had stopped after 
hearing the noise. "Jill, look what I found outside 
watching."

Jill looked at me angrily, Karen even more so, I could 
tell that they had reached a point in which they didn't 
want to stop. "I've seen this nerd-boy at school, if he 
tells what he's seen I'm ruined," Karen said. 

Mark's grip tightened around me. Jill's expression 
turned down, and she tried to cover herself with her 
arm, when she saw that I was staring at her. "I won't 
say a thing," I spoke. 

"Karen's right, if he says anything at school, your all 
fucked, we need to make it that he has just as much to 
lose as we do." Mark smiled as he spoke. 

Jill remained silent and followed the looks back and 
forth between Mark and Karen. "What do you suggest 
Mark." asked Karen. "Like I said give him a reason, not 
to want anyone to know what happens here." He reached 
down with his hand and grabbed my now limp dick hard. 

"That hurt!" 

"Help me Karen, get his clothes off." Mark held my 
hands behind my back as Karen moved forward and quickly 
unbuttoned my Levi's, I had no boxers on, and she 
slipped the jeans down to my ankles. 

Jill looked surprised and just watched. Karen's breasts 
were only inches away from my cock as the shock, and 
surprise disappeared and my dick began to rise. I 
couldn't help it. Karen saw my dick rise so quickly and 
took it in her hand. My member was throbbing now. She 
looked unimpressed, but yet fascinated by my age. "Have 
you ever had a women touch you this way?" Karen asked 
me. 

"No, never." 

"How does it feel?" she said. 

"Good, but he's hurting me." 

Karen stood up and looked at Mark. "That's just part of 
it dear." 

I now could feel that Mark's cock was rising still 
covered by his shorts, but hard enough for me to feel 
against my back. Mark threw me down hard against a 
bench inside the room. My chest hit the hot wood, as my 
knee's bent and hit the wooden floor. I was scared now. 

Mark placed his hand around the back of my neck and 
pushed my face down hard into the wood. I couldn't 
move. With his free hand He licked his fingers, and 
wiped the wetness against my ass hole. Oh God I 
thought, What is he going to do. I panicked and tried 
to struggle, but there was no use. Karen helped him 
pull down his shorts with out losing his grip against 
my neck. I could feel the tip of his cock at the crack 
of my ass. 

He added a little more spit, and suddenly pushed 
himself in. I thought it would rip me open. He was all 
the way in, a tear came to my eye as my butt muscle 
clamped down against the intrusion. He began to stroke 
in and out, being very forceful, and pretty rough. I 
made little noise, except the air rushing in and out of 
my lungs with each downward stroke he had. 

I saw Jill looking, in shock, she was obviously not 
enjoying this. Mark's strokes became faster and faster, 
as the pre-cum from his cock further lubed my ass, 
making the experience at least less painful. I was 
ashamed, and totally under his control. I started to 
understand now why he was doing this. I would never 
tell a soul about this night. 

Mark went especially deep with a stroke and grunted, 
when he pulled out, my ass closed tight, and he used 
his hand to ejaculate a ribbon of cum on my ass and the 
back of my shirt. The cum felt warm and slimy. He 
released his grip around my neck, as I lay there for a 
moment, unsure of what came next.

I lay there for what seemed like an eternity, waiting 
and wondering what came next. "Now, that was the hard 
part kid, we know your not going to talk, so now your 
OK." Mark said. The tension seemed to be relieved from 
the room somewhat, the steam from the sauna was 
clouding my vision. Jill ended her silence and came up 
to me and offered her hand to help me up. 

I slowly tried to stand, then realizing that my jeans 
were pulled down around my ankles. "I'm sorry for that, 
but he's right, people just wouldn't understand. You 
have to have as much to lose as we do. Besides It's not 
all that bad." Jill spoke and seemed to regain her calm 
sexy composure. Mark and Karen moved to the far end of 
the sauna and climbed too the highest seating area, 
where they talked, and watched me and Jill. 

Karen slowly stroking Mark's limb tool. Jill reached 
down to my ankles and began to remove my jeans, 
surprisingly I gave in and lifted my legs one at a time 
as she removed the jeans and threw them to the ground. 
I then removed my cum strained shirt and threw it also 
to the ground. Everyone was nude now, and the steam 
gave me a light head, not to mention, the experience 
and trauma of what was happening. My heart raced, as 
Jill motioned that we should also climb to a the upper 
level and sit. 

I followed, and sat next to her trying to conceal that 
my cock was standing at full attention. I partially 
tried to cover it with my hand. She looked me in the 
eye, ever so gently, and moved her hand to remove mine, 
to uncover myself. I looked at her for reassurance. She 
gently stroked my hand cock, and sent a jolt down my 
spine. "Has anyone ever touched you before?" Jill 
asked. 

"No," I said. 

She grasped my member in her hand, moved all the way 
down it's length and squeezed tightly up the up stroke. 
The clear pre-cum smearing over the tope of her 
fingers. Out of the corner of my eye I could now see 
Karen head buried deep on Mark's hard again cock. He 
stared directly at me and his sister. Jill's hand 
moving slowly up and down, the pleasure inside me 
growing by the second. The fear still present also in 
my mind. The two made a strange euphoric state.

Jill moved forward and moved her hand along my young 
chest and then moved downward. I knew what she was 
going to do but was never prepared for how it would 
feel. For the first time in my life, a women wrapped 
her lips around the head of my cock and took my member 
deep within her mouth. I let out a gasp, as she sucked 
hard on the upstroke.

Then proceeding down again, very, very slowly. It 
wouldn't take much of this to lose my load. I tried to 
think about something else, I was afraid I would cum in 
her mouth any moment. She pulled her head up and looked 
back at me, smiling and a hint of pre-cum on her lips. 
She sat Indian style to me, and reached for my hand, 
grasping it she lead me down to the thin curly blond 
hair of her pussy. She made me place my hand out flat, 
and then glided my fingers down the base of her snatch. 

My fingers were covered in the wetness, it felt 
wonderful. Silently she guided me to her clit, she 
showed me exactly how to rub it, using he wetness to 
coat its length. She closed her eye's and moaned as I 
moved my hand in the circular motion she had shown, 
feeling her passion grow I slowly increased my pace to 
raise her passion. She reached up with her hand and 
grabbed my face, pulling it lower. "Use your tongue, 
eat my pussy."

I slowly moved down as she guided my head toward the 
right place. I stuck my tongue out and thought twice 
before I plunged in to her wetness. It had such a 
strange intoxicating odor to it. Jill reached down and 
with her hand spread herself wide open for me, and then 
grabbed my head pushing it hard against her flesh. I 
tried to move my tongue as fast as I could, but I was 
having trouble breathing. All the juices filled my 
mouth, as Jill's own breathing picked up it's pace. She 
moaned, when I would lick her in a certain way, so I 
learned from her feedback quickly. 

Finding myself engrossed in driving her to new peaks. 
Karen, and Mark now came over to our part of the room, 
the sweat dripping of each of them. My head was 
swimming, but I kept my tongue moving, as Karen reached 
down to play with Jill's breasts, all the while 
watching me eat her friend's pussy. Mark was standing 
two feet or so away furiously beating away at his own 
cock. 

He lost it again and moved forward to spurt yet another 
ribbon of equal force across his sister's chest. Three 
such streams erupted from his cock, some landing on 
Jill's pubic hair which I was diving on. I caught a 
taste of his salty solution, and proceeded to bring 
Jill off. The sight of her brother's actions, and my 
tongue, mixed with Karen caresses, sent Jill over the 
top. She screamed out her orgasm, over and over. The 
entrance to her love hole contracting with spasms. 

This lasted for about another 15 seconds, and then she 
pulled my head away and requested that I stop. My mouth 
and face full of her cum, and wetness. I was 
intoxicated with animal desire now. Karen leaned over 
and revealed her shiny pussy to me, saying. "Bring that 
little thing over here." I looked at Mark, "Go ahead, 
kid, it's your turn." 

I moved closer to her not knowing what to do, or really 
where to putt it. She reached from behind her, and 
grabbed my cock guiding it into her spread lips. The 
hot of her pussy, and that of the sauna made everything 
wet. I moved inside her. 

Feeling the gut wrenching pleasure. Karen knew I 
wouldn't last long, and looked form behind and said. 
"Start fucking kid, there will be other times to go 
slow." We were in the perfect doggy style, her ass 
arched up into the air, with the back sloping down, her 
arms spread out flat against the floor. I took her 
advise and began to pump away with greater and greater 
force. 

I reached with my hands and grabbed the sides of her 
hips to pump even deeper. I must have been in touch 
with some more primal force from mans distant past. I 
pumped and pumped, and actually made her scream with 
pleasure. "Come on kid, fuck me, fuck me! Don't stop 
I'm almost there," she said. 

Jill watched and ran her own finger up and down her 
wetted pussy. It was over for me, I couldn't take any 
more, with one final stroke I shot my cum deep inside 
her. But I kept moving even as the pace of orgasm went 
through my body. I kept going determined to get her 
off. Karen reached behind her and started to rub her 
clit as I pumped. 

That was all it took, and she screamed as climax tore 
threw her body. I collapsed from the heat and Karen 
fell forward, the white outline of my cum oozing from 
her pussy. Mark and Karen Smiled at each other, and I 
fell back from the group. "Remember kid, not a word, or 
everyone will know you had my dick up your ass. And you 
enjoyed it too," Mark said. 

I nodded my head in agreement. We all sat there for 
about another hour. Mark and Karen left, leaving me and 
Jill to slowly and quietly explore each others bodies. 
No commitment, nothing to be ashamed of, no pleasures 
left out. I wouldn't ever tell anyone of that night, 
but it would shape the way I looked at both love and 
sex for the rest of my life. 

In a world so filled with hate and loneliness, how 
could what we had that night been bad?

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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