Hot August Night
written by:
Prybar

I listened to the drone of a lawnmower somewhere down the block. I recall that it was a hot, humid Saturday afternoon in late August. A dry year, so the mosquitos were mostly done for the season. That helped. But, I was alone, and I didn't have a thing to do. I was bored to death.

I didn't have to work on the weekend, so the patio beckoned. I was catching up on a tan that had been neglected most of the summer. The summer job that year was good, with decent money for some hard lifting, so I was in good shape, even if my skin still looked like February. My family was in the mountains for three weeks, but I stayed behind to bank a few more bucks. My first year of college would start in two weeks, and I had no idea how that would turn out. But it beat getting drafted and going to the Nam.

I had a tall glass of lemonade on ice, dripping condensation due to the humidity. The lawnmower noise stopped suddenly, and the music of cicadas filled the air. And I was alone at home with nothing to do all afternoon. So I pulled the lounge chair into the sun and settled in wearing my swimming trunks. Shortly, I fell asleep.

"Hey Frank! Whatcha doin'?"

"Huh?"

"Over here."

I looked to the back fence. A head appeared above it. A girl's face.

"Hi "

"Jen, what are you up to?"

"I was going for a swim. I saw you from my window. You want to come over and join me?"

"Sure, why not."

I hopped out of my chair and trotted across our backyard. Jen was the hottie who had lived behind us for years. She rarely talked to me. She hung out with a different group in school. It wasn't the group that was headed to college. My group. She dated the athletes and party guys, and so she didn't even look my way. A lot of her friends had already enlisted, in the navy or coast guard if they could, so they didn't get drafted to carry a rifle in the jungle. So I suppose she was getting a bit lonely.

Reaching the fence, I placed two hands on top and vaulted over, easing myself down on the other side so I didn't flatten her mom's flowers.

Jen was staring at me.

"Wow, you did that well."

"Weren't nothing."

"Yeah, right."

She was looking me up and down. Don't know what that was about. I was looking at her too, although with more discretion. I had long before learned that the girls I knew didn't like it when guys stared at their parts. Jen was very attractive, with long straight blonde hair and the lean body that was stylish in 1970. She wore a red and white striped bikini, with those foam cups up top and the slightly baggy bottoms that would never pass muster these days. We thought those suits were pretty hot at the time. And Jen wore hers well. She started walking toward her house. I watched her rear end twitching back and forth with each step.

"Come on. I have some cold beer if you want one. "

"Sure, that would be good."

When we reached the patio she lifted the lid of an ice chest and brought out two cans of beer and handed them to me. I popped one open and handed it back to her. I opened the second and sat down in one of the lounge chairs.

"Hey, thanks. This is good."

"You're welcome."

"So, is your family home?"

I didn't figure they were, if Jen was drinking beer on the patio.

"Nah. They are gone for the weekend, I'm grounded again. They are so strict! I'd didn't do anything really wrong. Just got home a little late on Thursday night. What's wrong with coming home from a date at three in the morning?"

"Don't know. Never have come home that late myself."

"Well, I was having fun, and I got a little drunk, and I got home three hours late. Big deal! But they got all pissed, and now I'm grounded again. I'm not supposed to have any of my friends over, but you aren't really one of my friends, right? So maybe they won't mind."

She gave me the cute smile with that. I already knew I wasn't one of her friends, but I let it pass. She lay back in her chair and closed her eyes. She put one knee up and left the other leg flat on the chair. For a moment it felt just like she was deliberately posing. Luscious long muscular legs. I took the opportunity to look her over. She was deeply tanned, and lean. Her bikini set off the tan nicely. She had nice breasts, as far as I could tell. They bulged out of the top of those foam cups a little. She had nail polish on her toes. Nobody I ever dated did that. She reached out to grab her beer, and drained it.

"I'm hot. I'm gonna take a swim. You wanna join me?"

"Sure"

Jen got up and ran to the edge of the pool. Without hesitation, she dove in. Her head popped up quickly, accompanied by an exaggerated cry.

"Fuck!! This water is cold. How can it be so cold in August?"

None of the girls I dated said 'fuck' either. At least not over something like cold water. I made my way to the edge of the pool. Stuck a toe in.

"It's not so bad. Probably feel good on a hot day like today."

And I dove in. The shock took away my breath. Those past two weeks of cloudy and cold had sucked the heat out of the pool. I'd get used to the water before long, but the first impression was a shock. I did two quick laps with a flip turn down at the other end. One hand hanging on the side, I rested. The hot sun felt good on my head and shoulders.

Jen had dipped under the water, and I watched her swim down there until she popped up right in front of me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself in close. I felt her breasts pressing into my chest. And then she was gone, stroking to the ladder where she climbed out of the water. Her bikini bottoms sagged down a bit, and for some reason she didn't tug them back up to where they belonged. Those two dimples low on her back looked good. This whole afternoon was off to somewhere other than where it once headed. I was young then, and still harbored the notion that life somehow made sense. I had time to learn the other. That afternoon was a good beginning.

Jen was already in her chair when I climbed out of the pool. I wandered over. She also had another open beer in her hand. She evidently liked the stuff. I plopped down next to her in the other lounge chair.

"I hate this thing!"

"What's that?"

"My top."

"OK, I'll bite. What's wrong with your top?"

"It's wet!"

"I'll bet that's got something to do with that place full of water over there. You know, the place in which you were so recently immersed."

"In which?"

"Yeah, that one."

"Well, I hate this. And I hate the straps and the way it fucks up my tan. I wish I could just take it off."

"So take it off."

And no, I have no idea what got into me right then, but I just blurted it out. I suppose I had nothing to lose. This girl was so far out of my league that I just threw it out there. I figured I could make it back over the fence before she could find a rock large enough to dent my head. I had little to lose.

"Are you serious?"

"Sorry, it was just a suggestion."

"I'm not in the habit of having boys tell me to take my top off!"

"I said I was sorry."

"OK. Apology accepted. I still hate this damn thing. It's so wet it's making me cold. Look at these goose bumps."

"Yep, those are nice ones. But how can you tell if it's your top or that cold beer doing that?"

"Because beer makes me warm all over. That's how."

"Ah, good ole beer."

Jen gave me a funny look. And then she spoke again.

"Maybe I should take the damn thing off. I am among friends, right? You won't do anything crazy like rape me or something, right?"

"Right. No rape. Wasn't even thinking about it."

The last thing I wanted to do was talk her out of taking off her top. I didn't even mention that I really wasn't one of her friends. Heck, I was so excited over the thought of that top coming off that my hands were shaking. When she sat up in the lounge chair and her two hands went behind her back reaching for the clasp, my eyes were locked on them. Geez, she really was going to do it. She took forever getting the dang thing un-hooked. I was dying from the suspense. Finally the clasp must have let go, for the elastic straps sprang forward and up front the foam cups began to slip just a bit. Sitting by Jen's side, I had the best view of my short life. Shoulder straps held the thing on, but Jen's top slowly sagged off her breasts, and I watched more and more pure white skin appear as those secret mounds were revealed. When her top stopped moving without showing me the entirety of her breast, I had to catch myself before I moaned.

Finally, Jen shrugged her shoulders and that dang top fell into her lap. Her arm briefly blocked my view, but when she reached down to grab that red and white garment and tossed it over her shoulder in the general direction to the glass patio door, those tits went on full display. She leaned back into the seat, dropped her arms to her sides, and turned to smile at me.

"Oh wow! That's better. Look at you staring at me. Is this OK?"

"Oh yeah. Yeah....it's just fine for me."

"Good. Wouldn't want to disappoint anyone."

With that Jen turned her head away and closed her eyes as if she didn't have a care in the world. And I stared to my heart's delight. Jen was deeply tanned except for those parts that hid under her suit. Pure white skin mirrored the shape of her swimming suit top, with only some blurring around the edges where her suit didn't hide the same places each time. Her breasts were alabaster cones with small areolas and erect nipples, and those goose bumps hadn't left yet. I trembled at this unlikely reality. Real live naked tits, four feet away, just sitting there, moving up and down a bit with each breath Jen took. This was way better than pictures in the magazines. And then she rolled over. She reached down and released her chair's seatback, and it fell to make a flat surface upon which she rested. One arm snaked out to grasp the plastic bottle of suntan lotion.

"Do me a favor and spread this on my back. I want to get rid of these tan lines." "You want me to put that on you?"

"Well, yeah. What's the problem?"

"Oh...nothin"

Now, you gotta understand that no girl had ever suggested that I touch her naked back before. I had gotten that far with Susie once, when I slipped my hand under her blouse late one night at the drive in movie, but she put a quick halt to that, and she never would go out with me again.

And here was Jen laying on that lounge chair, her arms up by her head and those breasts of hers bulging out the side a little, and two dimples down there near the top of her bikini bottoms which she still hadn't pulled up to where they belonged. I wasted no further time clambering out of my chair and over to her. I took the bottle of lotion and my two shaking hands, and I set to work on her shoulders and back.

"Ohhh, that feels good."

Geez-us. What was I doing? My hands slipped their slippery way across her back and around her shoulders, and my fingers lingered for just a second along her ribcage, just inches from those bulging breasts, and I almost went for it. But then reason regained my brain, and I stopped.

I had a rock hard boner by then, but that wasn't anything new. I got a rock hard boner most every time I was within shouting distance of a girl in those days, and I was used to that. Heck, I woke up with one most every morning, except when I woke up with those wet spots on the sheets that I had to clean up before my Mom found them. I felt bad about that, but what else could I do? I went back to my chair, and plopped down. Jen looked over at me, and then propped herself up on her elbows, and I could see her tit again. So I stared at it.

"What's wrong?"

"Uh, nothing."

"Why did you stop? That felt good. And why do you keep staring at my chest like I'm some freak?"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

"Didn't mean to what?"

"Stare at your chest. I'm sorry."

"You're funny. You act like you've never seen tits before."

"Well....I haven't. Not real ones anyway."

"You've never seen tits before? What's with you? Do you always do it in the dark?"

"Do what?"

"You're kidding, right?"

"I'm sorry...I'd better be going."

"Don't you dare. Just wait a minute. Let me get this straight...You've never seen tits before, and you don't know what I mean when I say doing it?"

"This is all wrong. I gotta go."

"No fucking way are you getting out of here now. You've never done it, have you? How old are you?"

"Eighteen. Just had my birthday last month."

"And you've never done it?"

"You mean sex....right?"

"Well, of course!!!"

"No"

"Shit...Well no wonder. I've been giving you every trick I know to get you interested, and you sit there like you are dead, except for staring at my chest.

Wait a minute... Geezusl, look at that boner!!!"

"Oh, Gawd I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I can't help it. It just happens."

"Well, duh!!! Of course it happens. That's the point."

"I'm sorry. I'd better go."

"Wait a minute...Why do you think that you have to leave? Who told you that you aren't supposed to have sex?"

"Everybody. My Mom, the priest, everybody."

"Oh fuck! You've been listening to the wrong people."

"I don't know..."

Jen was staring at the bulge in my swimming trunks. I tried to move so that thing wasn't poking out so far, but it was hopeless.

"That is one of the nicest cocks I've ever seen. I've been looking at it since you came over here, and now that you are so hard I just can't fucking believe it. Can I see it?"

"See it?"

"Yeah, I want to see your cock."

"I don't know..."

"Take your hands and put them on your trunks, and pull those damn things down...Now!!!"

I didn't know what to do. Everything I'd ever been taught told me to get up and leave. And one beautiful young woman sitting topless on a chair looking at me told me to take my pants down. Shit, who do you think I listened to?

So down they went. My trunks slid past my knees and then off. And my hard cock lay across my belly, and it was Jen's turn to stare.

"Oh my Gawd! That thing is amazing! Can I touch it?"

"What?"

She was on her knees next to my chair, naked from the waist up, those luscious tits hovering right before my eyes, and she was reaching for my cock. Her warm fingers wrapped around me, and she squeezed, and I let out this moan. I didn't mean to, but come on... I had never felt strange fingers on my cock before.

"Oh, you like this?"

"Shit...yeah."

"How about this?"

With that she squeezed me again, and then began stroking my cock with her hand, letting it ride softly over the bulging end of my guy. Over and over again. My cock got even bigger. Then she held him between thumb and forefinger and rocked him back and forth, taking a good look. Finally satisfied that she had seen all of my cock, she began sliding finger tips around the swollen tip of my cock.

"Do you like it when girls do this to you?"

"Nobody ever..."

"You're shitting me...right?"

"Nobody ever did that to me before. Oh my Gawd! That feels so good."

"I am so sorry. I didn't know you were a virgin. I didn't think anybody was a virgin anymore. This is fun. I've never had a virgin before. All I ever meet are guys who think they are God's gift to women. And most of them really aren't. You actually don't have a clue do you?"

"I know this feels pretty good."

"Oh, you think this feels good, huh? Well, try this."

Jen leaned over, and before I knew what was happening the hard nipple of her right breast was rubbing against the skin of my leg, and then I watched as her face got closer and closer to the end of my cock, and her mouth opened, and she was licking the tip of my cock while she stroked him, and I about died. She turned her face toward mine and smiled.

"Like this?"

"YYYes."

"OK"

I watched as her lips suddenly wrapped themselves around the head of my cock, and she worked her tongue over the tip as her lips slid over the rim and my legs were twitching and my belly shook. Then her lips slid down the shaft, and I disappeared into her mouth, and the sensation was unbelievable as my cock tip slid down her throat. She began to tickle my ball sack, sliding fingers across my balls. I felt the pressure as she sucked, and then she was sucking and working her lips up and down my cock, and her tongue rode across the head of my cock and suddenly that burn deep in my belly, that burn I vaguely remembered from inside my dreams, started to build. If Jen kept this up, something was gonna have to give. I held it back as long as I could, and my cock swelled in Jen's mouth, and she moaned while she rubbed her nipple against my leg and my cock grew in her mouth and the pressure grew in me, and then the lights flashed in my eyes and my ears roared, and I let loose a terrible groan from deep in my throat as my cock exploded deep into Jen's throat and then again and again and again.

When I opened my eyes, through the blur that was my vision, I saw drips of white slip from her lips as I watched my cock slowly slip out of her mouth, and she licked them back and swallowed them, before turning toward my face and smiling again.

"There...better?"

"Uh, mexxieris."

"Huh?"

My words had left for a bit. Jen was laughing. I was a puddle somewhere in the sun somewhere.... somewhere.

"I'll give you a minute."

"Thankxxuerpit."

"Right"

My eyes closed, and I lay there in the sun, pleasure coursing throughout my body. I remember thinking that I might never put pants on again if this sort of thing would keep on happening when I took them off. And I wondered how I would ever walk, since apparently I no longer had any bones in my body. After that, I don't remember much.

From far away, deep in the tunnel, I heard a faint voice.

"Hey you....are you gonna sleep all day?"

A face materialized above me. Jen.

"Hi."

"Hi yourself, big boy. From here it looks like you enjoyed that."

Jen was smiling down at me.

"That was amazing."

"No kidding. I never would have guessed. Was that you thanking me a while ago?"

"Yeah, I think it was. And yes...thank you. That was the best thing ever."

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. I'm gonna go inside and take a shower. Come with me, and maybe you might get to feel like that again."

Jen stood up next to me, still wearing only her bikini bottom. I felt my cock beginning to grow immediately. She looked down at my quickly rising cock, and her face split into a huge smile.

"Oh look! I have a new pet to play with."

She reached down to take hold of my now firm cock, and pulled me to my feet.

"Follow me."

I had no choice in the matter. So she took my cock and I followed him, following her, into the house. We trotted up the stairs, and she didn't let go of me until we entered a hall bathroom. Reaching into the shower stall, she turned on the water. Then turning, Jen wrapped both arms around me and hugged tight. When she looked up into my face, and I did nothing in response, she placed her hands behind my head and pulled down until I got the hint. And so I kissed her.

Jen kissed back with enthusiasm, sucking in air and my lips, and finally my tongue. Her eyes closed and she moaned softly into my mouth, and she was hanging onto my head like she never wanted it to leave, and we kissed for some considerable time. My hard dick was trapped between us, and she was rubbing herself against him, and moaning some more. Her tits pressed into the skin of my chest. The room began to fill with steam. Some was coming from the shower. She finally let me come up for air.

"You check the water. Don't get burned now...Dad keeps the water heater redlined cause he likes Mom's night time baths to be real comfortable for her, cause then he can get some, ya know?"

I thought hearing about Jen's parents and their sex life a bit weird, but when she reached down and began dropping her bikini bottoms, I forgot all about that. I saw them slip downward as she wiggled her hips back and forth, and then she bent over, her tits dangling down between her arms. She pushed her bottoms down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Standing before me, stark raving naked, major white skin there too, her neatly trimmed blonde bush not quite hiding the pink, puffy lips down there. I stared. Never seen that before, either.

She asked, "How's the water?"

"It's just fine."

"Good...Let's get soapy!"

Jen pushed me into the shower stall, and followed quickly. We were hugging under the hot water stream, naked skin against naked skin, breasts rubbing against my chest and my cock trapped between us again, with Jen rubbing herself on it. Somehow she wiggled a hand free, and reaching over she picked up the bar of soap resting on the shelf. She pressed it into my hand.

"Wash my back, please."

"Sure"

I worked up a good lather across her back, and she was writhing around, dragging her nipples across my chest as she enjoyed my attentions. "Hey, my back doesn't end right there. Wash my butt too!"

"Are you sure?"

"Do as you're told, and we get along just fine."

"Yes ma'am."

Soon enough I had wrapped my soapy hands around her butt cheeks, slathering around there, and into the crack between. Jen was squirming a bit about that. Still pressing into me with her crotch, with my hands on her butt pulling us closer together, she leaned back a bit. Grabbing the soap bar, she began washing my chest, letting her fingers massage my nipples.

"Does that feel good, Frank?"

"Oh yeah."

"Well, take a hint and wash me too."

My hands closed over her breasts, and those hard nipples pressed into my palms, and then I was sliding slippery fingers over her nipples, and pinching them, and she was purring softly and smiling up into my face. And I was smiling right back.

"You sir, are a good student. You are putting me in the mood real fast."

"That sounds like a good thing."

"Uh, yeah. It is."

She took the soap and applied it to my cock and balls, and I quickly became a fan of that, too.

"Frank, you are so much fun. It's like you have never done any of this before, and you are like a kid in the candy store."

"Candy store...I like the candy store."

"Yeah, I can tell."

And she soon had washed my cock into quite a happy state. I was lost in my own pleasure, massaging Jen's tits while she stroked my cock and tickled my balls. And then the door to the bathroom opened.

"Hey!! What are you two doing in there?"

"Shit!!!"

I was ready to dive down the shower drain. Oh gawd was I gonna be in so much trouble. What was I thinking??!!? Through the frosted glass of the shower down I watched someone walk toward us. The door rattled, and then swung open. A face, short black hair sculpted around an oval female face, a brown leather vest over a white tank top, above denim miniskirt. It wasn't Jen's mom, or dad, or nothing bad. It was Tina, Jen's best friend and a girl I had actually dated back when we were freshmen. I had even kissed her.

"Well, hi Frank. My, but you sure look naked."

"Hi back, Tina. Fancy meeting you here."

"Jen called me after you passed out. She was right. I need to be here. Is there room for one more in there?"

Jen chimed in, "The more the merrier."

Tina was clearly checking me out. I suppose I should have tried to cover up, but by now that seemed pointless, which was not my state at the moment. My cock stood straight out in full erect splendor. Tina's eyes were locked on him.

"Geez, Jen....you weren't kidding. Nice cock, Frank."

"Uh, thanks."

Tina was kicking off her sandals. The vest followed, and then she crossed her arms and grabbing the bottom hem of her tank top, she jerked it over her head and tossed it into the corner. Her perky little tits rode high on her chest, nipples poking out hard and proud. And she had all those gymnast muscles rippling through her belly and arms. The skirt dropped to the floor after she unbuttoned and un-zipped. She didn't even wear panties. Tina obviously came prepared. Her muff was stark black. She was maybe five-two and extremely fit. And she had the all over tan that only a private backyard could provide.

Tina was a tiny thing, so she fit right into that small shower stall with us. It was cozy, but don't take that as a bad thing. She gave me a tight hug and a deep kiss as soon as she entered. We three were rubbing all over each other, hands tracing soapy tracks across backs and chests, butts and cock and breasts. Jen wanted to kiss some more, so she wrapped her arms around my neck and slammed her lips into mine. Tina disappeared for a moment, and then I found her again as her mouth closed around the head of my cock, and she began sucking and stroking me. I had a double handful of Jen's tits, and she had wrapped her hands around my butt cheeks as Tina worked out my cock. I felt the heat building again in my belly. Jen pulled off my face and looked down at Tina sucking my cock.

"Whoa girl. Let's not waste that thing. I have better plans for him. Why don't we get dried off, and we'll find a better place for this."

"Works for me. So, is he really a virgin? I've never done it with a virgin before. What you think, Frank. Wanna learn some new tricks?"

"Why sure, I guess."

"You're a good boy, Frank."

After we toweled off, I followed the two girls out into the hall and down to Jen's bedroom. Watching their naked behinds, and knowing, or at least hoping I knew what was coming next kept my cock hard. Jen had a single bed in her room, and the two girls plopped down on it, and invited me to join them. I was in the middle of a naked writhing mass of young bodies, kissing and fondling and such. When we finally came up for air, I was panting and I think they were, too. Jen propped herself up on one elbow and looked across me to Tina.

"Rock, paper, scissors to see who gets to go first?"

She stood up next to the bed, and I scooted out of the way to sit on the edge of the bed. Tina was on her knees. Jen flashed a scissor, and Tina showed the rock.

"Damn, you get to go first."

Tina flopped on her back, drew her knees up and then spread her legs wide, exposing her puffy wet pussy. Her left hand went there, and one finger slipped inside her and began pumping in and out, making a faint slurping sound. Jen took hold of my hand.

"Ok Frank...time for lesson number one."

She told me to kneel between Tina's legs, and to go ahead and stick my cock into her. I tried, but I really wasn't sure quite where to go. Tina helped out however, and she guided my cock into her. He slid in easily, and I was amazed at how nice a place it was. Tina's pussy was warm and wet and slippery, and when she tightened around my cock I was in heaven. I pushed in as deep as I could, and she let out a soft moan.

"Oh Frank...that is a nice cock."

I looked down at Tina's naked body, her smallish tits and my cock disappearing into her, and the way her face changed with the pleasure. I had this deal figured out by then and I liked it, and pretty soon my cock was moving in and out, faster and faster, and the heat built inside me again, and I was panting and groaning, and Tina was squealing and grunting, and then Jen took hold of my cock and pulled him out of Tina's pussy.

"Hey! Why did you do that?"

"Lesson number two, Frank. You are not a virgin anymore, and it's time for you to learn that this is not just about you. Your job is to give the girl all the pleasure you can, and in the process you will get all you need. Now promise me you won't come again, no matter what you do, until we tell you. Believe me...you will like this. Is that OK with you?"

"Uh, well sure...I guess."

"Good. Now come here. Get on your knees again, and I want you to put your mouth right here."

She was pointing to Tina's left nipple. I was between her legs again, and my cock was rubbing against Tina's pussy, but Jen wouldn't let him slip in again. "Now hold her nipple between your lips, just a bit tight so it doesn't slip away. With the tip of your tongue, run it over the tip of the nipple. Good. Like that for a while. Notice how Tina is liking that? You can slide your fingertips across the skin of her breast too. Now squeeze it lightly. Suck on the nipple. Pretty hard. Yeah, like that."

Tina was breathing deeply and moaning every time I put pressure on her nipple. Jen took my hand and slipped it along the soft skin of Tina's belly, down to the tufts of black hair, down to the heat and moist of her pussy. She took my finger and worked it lightly along the cleft between the puffy lips. She led me to the little button that was Tina's clit, and showed me how to wet it with her own juices and then to drive her crazy with light strokes across the very tip. Then she pushed my finger inside to the good place in there, and just how hard to do that. Tina was getting all worked up over this, too.

"OK Frank. One more thing...the most important thing. I want you to put your tongue right here."

"On her pussy?"

"Yeah silly. Right on her pussy. If you can fuck it, you can suck it."

Well, that was about the weirdest thing anybody ever asked me to do, but it was that kinda day. So I backed up a bit, still on my knees, until I could apply tongue to clit. And I found out right away why Jen suggested it. Tina went fucking nuts when I started that. She was already real twitchy from my finger touching her there. She was writhing back and forth, her head rolled back and her mouth open. Weird noises spewed from her mouth as she suddenly seized up completely, squeezing my head between her thighs and mashing her tit with one hand as she bit on the back of her other hand.

"OK Frank, just press your tongue there without moving it until Tina starts to relax, and then move it around again to see what she does. If it's working, keep doing it until she asks you to stop."

I looked up for a moment and smiled at Jen.

"What happens if she doesn't ask me to stop?"

"Then my man, you are a god."

So I continued as I was told until Tina finally did ask for a moment. She lay on the bed looking a bit rubbery, beads of sweat running down her ribs. Her breaths were still coming in jerks, and when she reached one hand between her legs and touched her own clit, she shuddered and groaned. I stared at her in amazement.

"Hey Frank...over here."

Jen was sitting in the chair next to her desk, naked with her legs spread, and she was fingering herself.

"How's your tongue holding up?"

"I get it. You want some of that too."

"Yep, except I like it a little different. Not every girl wants the same thing. Some don't even like this at all. Me, I want you to run your tongue up and down me, like this."

Her fingers traced their way up and down her slit, riding over her clit with each pass. I watched her doing this and I figured I could do it. So when she moved to the edge of the chair and leaned back to expose herself even further to me, I kneeled before her and accepted my duty. Didn't take me long to figure out what she liked, for she was directing me the whole time. I didn't ask her how she knew what Tina liked from another's tongue. That answer never would have crossed my mind in those days.

"Do that....yeah just like that. Now a little harder, no not quite that hard, yeah just like...uh,uh, yeah just like that, urgh!"

Jen went into her own little spasm about then, and with what I had learned with Tina, I just rested my tongue against her clit and pressed and I watched as the spasm spread through her body, intensified to the bursting point, and then slowly relaxed, until I started moving again. This was fun! I had my tongue on her accelerator, and I could speed her up or slow her down at my pleasure. Which turned into her pleasure.

I felt a soft hand on my back. Tina stood behind me as I was messing around in Jen's crotch, and she ran her hand down my back, down to my butt, and then between my legs until she was sliding her fingers across my balls. My cock had stayed hard, but suddenly it got much harder. She leaned over, her breasts poking me in the back, and she whispered in my ear...

"My turn."

Through half closed eyes, Jen looked at me, smiled, and said, "Go for it guy. I'm fine for now."

Tina was on her hands and knees on the bed, her rear end pointing toward me when I got there. I can take a hint. My cock found the right place very quickly this time, and I began to slowly slip him in and out of her wonderful place. Tina was working a finger on her own clit while I did this, and it didn't take long for her to spasm again. I pumped harder then, and it drove her further and further into the pleasure, until a scream flew from her mouth.

Jen joined her on the bed, lying underneath her, sucking on her tits while I pounded into her from behind, and she came over and over again. Finally, Tina collapsed to her side onto the bed. Jen spread her own legs, and I moved between them and planted my cock into her. And I enjoyed myself in there for a while. So did Jen. But my promise not to come was getting much more difficult to keep. Jen must have sensed my dilemma, and finally, through half closed eyes, she told me to go ahead and relieve myself. It didn't take long. I slipped most of the way out of her pussy, just leaving the tip of my cock to wiggle through her lips until that gentle sensation drove me to the point of no return, and then I started pumping deep inside, in and out, and the pressure built and my head was ready to explode, and my cock finally did.

The three of us fell asleep on that little bed, and it was quite dark before anyone stirred.

"Oh shit! What time is it? I gotta get home."

Tina hopped out of bed in a panic, and then saw the clock. It was only eleven.

"Heck, I got an hour before I have to be home."

With that she leaned over and began stroking my cock. "Hello in there. Any life left on this planet?"

My cock answered for me. In the dim light from the hallway light I watched while Tina smiled as she saw him begin to rise, and when she took him into her mouth and started sucking he soon regained his former glory. She straddled me and guided him back into that warm familiar place, and I watched it go in. Soon she was rocking back and forth, eyes closed as she concentrated on her pleasure, and soon enough another monster spasm of delight shot through her. And just as quickly as this event started, it ended with her hopping off and she headed to the john to fetch her clothes.

"Thanks Frank. Loved it. Bye. Hey Jen. We need to tell Sandy and Gretta about this guy. Frank...whatcha doing next weekend?"

"Bye Tina. No plans yet, so I'm open to opportunity."

"Well, I've heard Sandy and Gretta called a lot of things, but never an opportunity. This will be fun."

We heard the front door slam. Jen looked over at me.

"Well guy. How's it feel to lose that virgin thing?"

"Quite good, actually."

"Yeah, I'll bet. I don't have to go home. And you don't either, do you?"

"Nope. I've got all night."

"Oh goody. Come here."

I've spent worse nights. The sound of cicadas filled the night as a cooling breeze slipped through the window. We made love over and over again. It was almost noon on Sunday when I staggered home. Jen was a little hoarse from all that fun. She taught me a lot that night. And the next weekend Sandy and Gretta taught me a little more. By the time I showed up for the first week of my college education I felt I had a leg up on the other freshmen. And college turned into a good time after all.