Chapter 14: Reconnecting - The Complicated Sex Life Of Ben - Chapter 15 by Fireces full book limited free

10 Chapter 10: Sister II

JANUARY 2001, JUNIOR YEAR

"Oh, gawd ... oh, gawd ... fuck me, Ben! Fuck me!"

Brandi looked so amazing bent over on all fours. She really did have a dynamite ass. And I felt incredibly lucky to have been the one to stick my face between her cheeks and lick her and suck her and squeeze her until she came all over my face.

My face. Not Brian's. No, he was still dreaming about doing what I was doing to Brandi. And I was determined to screw my sister so well that she'd come home to me for the summer or maybe spring break, complaining about how she hadn't gotten a proper fucking since she left and how she needed me to boink her lights out.

With that pleasant thought, I knelt behind my older sister, slipped my dick into her from behind, and then proceeded to fuck the shit out of her. I gripped her hips and really started laying the pipe, plunging into her the darkest recesses of her vaginal tunnel with every stroke.

And just when I felt myself about to cum, I reached around and tweaked her nipple, her left nipple, the one that seemed to be hardwired to her clit. And with my right hand I started strumming her clit itself, the dual stimulation enough to push Brandi over the edge and send her screaming into orgasm.

"Aaaaaahhhhh!" my older sister wailed, and then I was joining her in yelling as I flooded her pussy with my latest load of incestuous spunk.

Almost immediately after I finished sperming her, Brandi collapsed face-down on her bed and lay there, gasping for air. I managed to keep myself upright for a little longer before leaning back and then sinking my naked butt onto my heels.

When we both had caught our breath, I slid off the bed and ducked down briefly to place a soft kiss on Brandi's butt. Then I rapidly left little pecking kisses up my sister's spine until I got to her head, where I tilted my head to the side and gave her a warm, tongue-filled kiss of passion.

When we were done with that, the beautiful teenage brunette with blonde highlights picked her head up and propped it on one hand, supporting her head with her elbow. "Why didn't we do this sooner?"

I shrugged. "You were waiting for me to grow up."

She sighed. "Riiight." She huffed. "I wish you weren't going back to school. I've got two more weeks of Winter Break and I'm going to spend half the time wishing I was in bed with you, Ben."

It was the first day of school in January. The air was crisp and filled with the hum of high school students refreshed by two weeks of vacation.

"Hiii, Ben..." Cassidy sashayed up to me and planted a firm kiss on my lips while rubbing her ample boobs into my chest. When she broke for air, I saw that there was another cute girl walking up to us.

"Hiii, Ben..." Megan neatly slid in and planted a firm kiss on my lips while rubbing her pelvis against my crotch. When she broke for air, I saw a third figure walking up to us.

"Hiii, Ben..." Kenny Doyle said in a mock-female voice, moving closer to me and obviously puckering up.

"Fuck you," I grinned and shoved Kenny in the chest, playfully knocking him back on his heels.

"What? Too many girlfriends already?" He said in pretend-disappointment.

I grinned. "You can never have too many girlfriends. I just don't want any BOYfriends."

"Hey!" Megan pushed my shoulder. "You've got plenty enough girlfriends. Got it, buster?"

"Of course, of course," I smiled and bowed my head in deference to her.

"Besides," Cassidy drawled while winking at Kenny. "Didn't the two of us completely wear you out on Saturday?"

I sighed and remembered the night before last. Cassidy's parents had gone out to some party, leaving our trio four hours of playtime. I probably could have lasted a bit longer, but unbeknownst to my girls, Brandi had sucked a load out of me just before lunch.

"That was a fluke," I said while puffing up my chest with as much teenaged ego as I could muster. "Only because you guys mentally drained me with your convoluted 'decision'."

Both girls smiled. Last week, after both returned from their family trips, my two girlfriends had gotten together to discuss our three-way relationship ... WITHOUT me. Then, on Saturday, the two of them sprung their "decision" on me, each of them alternately explaining to me my role while the other gave me a blowjob to ensure I agreed to every one of their conditions.

In a nutshell, they valued their friendship over and above their love for me. They'd hated how their petty jealousies made them compete over me, and resolved to stop fighting each other. No one boy should drive them apart. At first, I'd panicked and thought this meant they would both break up with me. It just seemed logical to remove the object of conflict from the field.

But while Megan was explaining this, Cassidy was giving me a blowjob, which seemed to preclude the "breaking up" theory.

For some reason that perhaps only made logical sense in the minds of 16-year- old girls, I made each of them happy and they wanted to continue being my girlfriends. I was given a very simple set of rules: [1] Don't cheat on them, [2] Don't play favorites, and [3] Be ready to explain to one girlfriend exactly what I had done with the other girlfriend.

The first rule was obvious. Megan reiterated her "chopping off of my dick" warning should I violate the first rule. I knew I'd still be boinking Brandi for two more weeks, but I didn't consider my sister to be cheating.

The second rule was designed not to inflame a woman's natural impulse for jealousy. There would be no "first" girlfriend or any other favoritism. They were equals and both girls resolved to do their best to not try and "out-do" the other.

And the third rule was their safety check. No more secrets. No more sneaking off for a Tuesday rendezvous with Cassidy to be kept hidden from Megan. If one girlfriend tried to break the second rule, the other girlfriend could ask me about it and expect a straight answer.

Me? I thought the whole thing was a house of cards just waiting for a stiff breeze. Teenaged girls aren't much better than teenaged boys at thinking rationally 100% of the time and I just knew there would be some event in the near future that would force us all to move on, grow up, and see other people. But for now, I had two cute girls who both wanted to screw my lights out, starting with this afternoon's Monday study group.

"Well, you two may have 'worn me out' on Saturday," I drawled. Then I grinned salaciously at my redheaded girlfriend. "I'll show you worn out this afternoon."

Cassidy giggled, Megan blushed, and Kenny just sighed with jealousy and shook his head. Then he turned away to head off for his first class.

But before he could leave, a fourth figure came down the hall.

"Heyyy, Ben," came the sultry, sweet voice from my left. I glanced over to see Adrienne Dennis cruising along as if modeling on a catwalk, her spray-painted jeans hugging her curves, a blue V-neck with lighter blue long-camisole underneath hugging her big bosoms and drawing the attention of everyone to her tits.

She slowed down and smiled at me. "How was your vacation?"

Without fear or intimidation, I squared my shoulders and just smiled back. "Good. Yours?"

"Just great." Adrienne turned her gaze to my girlfriends and also to Kenny, who was visibly drooling as he ogled the gorgeous cheerleader. "See ya later."

Both Kenny's and my eyes automatically followed the sway of Adrienne's ass as she glided away. And then once she got halfway down the hall I pulled back and glanced at my girls. Both Megan and Cassidy were glaring at me heatedly.

I shrugged. "What?"

I felt something tickle my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake.

Brandi was bobbing her head up and down in my lap, slurping noisily. But despite the wet heat and her sucking mouth, I wasn't feeling a whole lot coming from my nether regions. I was both worn out and worried about getting caught.

"Brandi!" I hissed in a quiet voice. "What are you doing?"

She popped off with a frustrated look. "That's a dumb question."

I rolled my eyes. "It's 6:30! EVERYONE is still home!" It was hard to keep my voice down with the panic rising inside me.

"Calm down, calm down," my older sister glared at me, her eyes turning her words into an order. At least she was fully dressed. If anyone came in, she could quickly tuck me back into my shorts and we might be able to fake looking normal, especially because I wasn't that hard.

"C'mon, Ben, what's wrong with you," Brandi whined while trying to jack my cock. "Don't worry about Mom and Dad. They NEVER come check the bedrooms before breakfast."

"It's not them," I sighed. "Megan and Cassidy really wore me out yesterday. I mean REALLY wore me out." With school back in session, my girlfriends both wanted to restrict our extra-curricular activities to the Monday study group and Friday night dates. Oh, there would be the occasional weekend visits and they reserved the right to request a mid-week tryst at Cassidy's house, but in order to focus on their studies, we were limited to two regularly scheduled fuckings per week.

So both girls really wanted to make those two times COUNT. It was like dating Megan last semester, only times two. And 16-year-old boy or not, there's only so much a human body can take.

"C'mon, Ben, please? If not now, when? Brooke and everyone will be home after school." And with that, Brandi started to open up her pajamas, bringing my hand up to her naked breast. And as she dragged her panties and pajama pants down, I felt a stirring in my dormant cock. "THERE we go..."

"If we get caught, we're SOOO dead," I sighed. If anyone barged in now, there would be no explaining a naked older sister. But viewing my older sister's nude body had done the trick, and as my dick rose, we both knew there would be no further protests coming from me.

"We won't get caught," Brandi said confidently as she moved into a sixty-nine over my body. So with a little oral loving on my part while she rode my face, we were both soon ready and Brandi turned around and sank herself down onto my cock. And then she rode me until we both had satisfying, if muffled, climaxes.

When we were done, Brandi cleaned herself up and then redressed. Before she left, she paused and turned to me. "Have fun at school," Brandi smiled as she blew me a kiss. And then she slipped out the door and back to her own bedroom.

"Who's worn out now?" Cassidy teased when I dragged myself to class with big bags under my eyes.

These three girls were going to kill me.

Just before fifth period, Adrienne fell into step with me, my gaze momentarily drawn down to where her big tits wobbled enticingly in her too-tight top. "Wow Ben. You look like you've been fucked half to death.

Despite my exhaustion, I couldn't help but grin with pride. "Yeah..."

The gorgeous blonde sighed and clutched her books tighter over her chest. "I'm sooo jealous."

"C'mon, now that football season is over, I'm sure Jake has a lot more time for you."

Adrienne smirked. "Time, we have. Skill on the other hand..." she sighed. "Jake is all muscles and thumbs and he only knows how to fuck at one speed. Sometimes I don't know why I'm with him."

"Because he's the most popular guy in school and that makes you two the most popular couple in school?" I ventured with more than a little sarcasm in my voice.

Adrienne pouted. "You say that as if it's a BAD thing."

I held my hands up. "Hey, I'm not going to tell you how to live your life. You've got every girl in school wishing she was you, including my girlfriends."

Adrienne smiled and then stopped dead in her tracks. I took two more steps before stopping myself and turning to face her while her eyes darted back and forth for a few seconds. And then Adrienne looked up at me with a look of pure lust on her face. "If every girl wishes she was me, why do I find myself wishing I was one of your girlfriends?"

Even a confused frown couldn't detract from Adrienne's raw physical beauty. Her eyes sharpened and perfectly sculpted eyebrows pinched in, simply giving her a more dangerous and angular look. She stared at me for a long few moments, her jaw quivering as real anger started to come into her eyes. And then without another word, she strode past me in a hurry.

"Adrienne?" I asked.

"Fuck off, Ben," she spat and marched away.

I'll never understand women.

That night, just after 11pm, I cornered Brandi in the kitchen while she was pouring herself some coffee. Habit from college. Everyone else was upstairs and asleep already, so I wasn't too worried about being interrupted.

"Look, sis. I LOVE what we're doing, but we need to figure out some ground rules. You can't keep sneaking into my bedroom when the whole family is still in the house! Especially in the mornings when someone might wake up!"

Brandi pouted, "I was horny. I didn't have a single orgasm all Monday."

"And you know I'm happy to help you out with that, but we can't keep taking risks like that. We can tell Mom we're driving to the mall or something; I know a few places we can park. But not in the house. There's just too big a chance of you getting caught sneaking out of my bedroom if someone wakes up early."

"What about now? At night? Everyone else is asleep. I'm good at keeping quiet."

I sighed, "Maybe." I started thinking about other ways we might get caught.

Brandi just grinned and set her coffee mug down. Then she dropped her pants and panties to the floor in one fluid motion before hopping her butt onto the kitchen counter right beside her coffee. Then she spread her legs to the sides and husked, "Eat me, Ben."

"Brandi!" I hissed.

"Everyone's asleep. C'mon. We won't get caught," Brandi said confidently.

I sighed.

"Besides, don't you wanna taste my pretty pussy?" My sister spread her legs and I sighed again. My hormones had already made my decision for me.

Bracing my hands on the counter's edge, I bent and took my first lick along her closed slit, sending shivers up my sister's spine that had nothing to do with the cold granite surface.

Brandi giggled and reached down to her coffee mug, picking it up and taking a sip even while I continued licking her snatch. "Thanks, Ben. You're the greatest little brother in the world."

After satisfying my older sister on Tuesday night, she kept her word on Wednesday morning. She let me sleep in and didn't sneak into my bedroom. So I woke up with my alarm clock and for a brief second, I regretted not letting Brandi wake me up with a blowjob.

The same went for Wednesday night and Thursday morning. Brandi and I quietly screwed, twice, close to midnight before nearly falling asleep together. I would have been really awkward for our parents to find us like that in the morning. Fortunately, she woke up and snuck back to her room.

That's not to say that my relationship with my sister was nothing but late night screwing. Brandi wanted to go more than once every night, and even though I had teenaged hormones, I needed a little downtime between shaggings to recharge.

During those breaks, I learned a lot about my sister that I'd never known before. Sure, I was aware that she hated peas because Mom had to go out of her way to make an extra vegetable at dinner times. I knew stuff like that. But I'd never known that Brandi had grown up wanting to be an Astronaut; and that when I was a baby she would pretend I was her co-pilot as we flew to the moon on the couch/rocket ship. I'd never known that the only reason she was an Econ/Accounting major was because Mom and Dad put so much pressure on her to be the successful, eldest child and go into business. She really wanted to be an Art History major, and she'd spent a lot of time at all the museums in the greater L.A. area.

And I found out that Brandi never swallowed for any of her other boyfriends. She only did it with me because she loved the naughty little thrill of knowing she was swallowing down her little brother's cum, and that thrill outweighed the bad taste. I certainly would never have known that under any other circumstances.

So I learned a little more about her each day. And the next day, things were just that much more comfortable between us hanging around in the evenings, both of us with little grins at the knowledge of what we'd get to do the later that night.

After school on Thursday, Megan and Cassidy kept their word by NOT inviting me to Cassidy's house for sex for the third weekday in a row. We all had a ton of homework and other new assignments from the start of the new semester, and the girls were both top students and dead set on staying that way.

I did make one mild complaint when I parted ways with Megan in the parking lot while Brooke and her little boyfriend, Perry Anderson, were giving each other goodbye smooches. I whined to Megan, "I know you said nothing regular, but I WAS hoping for the occasional mid-week or weekend."

Megan giggled, "Men. Always thinking with your dicks. It's only been THREE DAYS, Ben."

"Okay, okay," I didn't want to press the issue. That was part of my reputation, I never pressed the issue. And because I didn't press, my girlfriend was very happy with me and gave me a very passionate goodbye kiss to let me know she was very happy with me. Megan wanted a loyal, understanding boyfriend who would complement her life, not dominate it, and I was dedicated to being that boyfriend.

Besides, even though I really wanted to have a threesome with Megan and Cassidy, I'd still get to have a late night sex session with Brandi. I could survive until my Friday night date with the girls.

It's just that I wanted BOTH.

But Megan and Cassidy didn't know that. They just thought I was a patient and understanding boyfriend who had my libido in check. And that meant that my girlfriends were even happier with me as their boyfriend.

I had a very near-perfect situation. Not only did I have TWO cute 16-year-old girlfriends whose ideas for a good time were to tag team me and never stop until I was sexually satisfied, but I also had a beautiful older sister whose idea of killing time during Winter Break was to fuck me every night and take my incestuous spunk deep in her clasping pussy.

Of course, perfect situations never last for long.

"Brandi ... Brandi..." I huffed. "This is dangerous..."

"Relax, Ben. We won't get caught," my sister took her mouth off my cock and panted for air, licking her lips. "I told you, the twins are gone for the day and Brooke walked to Jennifer Vo's place. With Mom and Dad visiting Aunt Mary, you've got nothing to worry about."

Brandi then grinned at me and pushed at my torso, shoving me back into the armchair so that I slumped lower and pushed more of my dick into her mouth. I did try to relax. I let my body sag into the backrest. I closed my eyes. And I put my hands on top of my sister's head as she bobbed up and down my prick. It was a lazy Saturday and everyone was out of the house. I had nothing to worry about.

And yet I couldn't get the little alarming tingle out of the back of my head.

Presently, Brandi deemed me hard enough for fucking and she quickly stood up and dropped her panties. She was wearing a skirt this day and simply hiked the material up to her waist, showing off her toned thighs, and then she straddled me and tugged my cock into position.

While Brandi mounted me and impaled her pussy on my dick, I slid the shoulder straps of her shirt down her arms and tugged the neckline down to expose her tits. The high-set, round melons were lightly supported by her bra, but I reached around and unsnapped her to free her tits enough so that I could pull them up and fasten my lips around a nipple.

"Ohhh ... fuck me, Ben..." Brandi crooned into my ear while clutching my head to her chest and bouncing herself up and down my rod.

I did as requested, using the springiness of the couch cushion to help my thrusting while I pinched both of my sister's breasts together so that I could feast on them together.

And that's when we heard her.

The light whimper was quiet, very quiet. But I was between grunts and Brandi was between gasps, leaving a vacuum of silence in which the little whimper was just loud enough to carry across the room.

I immediately froze and went straight into a panic. We were caught! My worst nightmare had come true! Who had caught us? Was it Mom, back home unexpectedly to find her two eldest children committing incest? Or heaven forbid, was it the twins, who would be forever scarred by witnessing such a depraved sexual act before their immature minds could handle it?

Even worse, was it one of my girlfriends come to visit me? I didn't consider screwing Brandi to be cheating, since she was family and no possible threat to displace them as girlfriend, especially once she flew away in another week. But even if I didn't consider it cheating, Megan or Cassidy might. I would miss my dick if Megan followed through and chopped it off.

But while I froze and panicked, Brandi was much more decisive in her actions. She immediately spun to look for the intruder and quickly spotted the skulking teenager trying to hide behind the loveseat opposite us.

"Brooke!" Brandi screeched in an angry and annoyed voice. "What the FUCK are you doing here?"

Almost instantly, our 14-year-old little sister popped her head out with wide-eyes locked onto the fucking couple in front of her. Nervously, she stammered. "Uh ... Jennifer's family was out. No one was home. So I came back."

"How long have you been watching us?" Brandi frowned and pinched her eyebrows together. She did not, however, make any move to get off my dick. At least I figured her skirt would be covering most of our joining from view. And since Brooke was in a position behind Brandi, I figured she would not have had a view of me nibbling on our older sister's tits. Maybe it wasn't so bad, no real skin observed.

Brooke just shrugged and replied, "Since you were giving Ben a blowjob."

Oh, crap. That meant that my little sister had now seen my erection. How would I be able to even look at her across the dinner table or while driving her to school without knowing that little fact? Immediately, I felt myself going soft inside of Brandi's pussy.

My older sister felt me deflating inside her and she sighed. Shaking her head, Brandi winced and pleaded, "You can't tell Mom and Dad."

Brooke nodded, but then that evil little gleam came into her eye. You know, the one she had when she wanted to blackmail me into setting her up with my best friend Kenny. Damn devious 14-year-olds. "I won't tell," Brooke promised, "if you do something for me."

Brandi looked defeated and just sighed, "Anything."

It was at this point that I noticed the flush in Brooke's skin and saw that her jeans were unbuttoned. She must have been masturbating while watching us, and now I remembered how Brooke had looked while we listened to Brandi and her potential boyfriend Brian having phone sex. Just a little bit, I felt my cock stirring with new life. And then Brooke smiled and said, "I want you guys to teach me how to give a blowjob."

Brandi erupted, "What? Oh, HELL no. No, you're too young!"

Brooke frowned. "How old were YOU when you gave your first blowjob?"

"I was too young," Brandi insisted stubbornly. "I wasn't ready and it was horrible experience."

"That's why I'm asking YOU," Brooke reasoned. "You guys can teach me the right way. Not with some fumbling in the backseat of a car when neither of us knows what we're doing. Now I'm going to end up trying it one way or another, whether you help me or not. Wouldn't it be better if you taught me first?"

Brandi was out of breath, frantically looking around while her mind whirled, trying to figure out what to do. She seemed to completely forget that she was impaled on my cock, which had gotten back to half-hard with the sexual nature of our subject matter. With jaw quivering, our eldest sister sighed and nodded. "Okay, okay. You don't rat us out and I'll teach you. Let me go get my dildo."

Brooke pouted. "Why? Ben's right here."

Brandi's eyes flew open as she realized what Brooke was implying. "What? No! He's your brother! That's disgusting!"

Brooke pointed right at our crotches, where in her twisting, Brandi's skirt had ridden up and we could all clearly see that my rod was still buried in my older sister's twat. "YOU don't seem to find it so disgusting. And I don't either. I think Ben's very sexy." And with that, I felt myself get to full hardness. The thought of Brooke sucking my dick was just too viscerally arousing to ignore.

As if only now realizing what position we were in, Brandi quickly jumped off my lap, my stiff erection exiting her vagina with a wet squishing sound. And then Brandi stomped over to Brooke, grabbing the younger girl's hand in her own and tugging her away. "No, no, no," Brandi huffed.

"Why?" Brooke pouted. "You just trying to keep him all to yourself?"

"No! He's not even mine. He has girlfriends. Two of them, remember?"

Brooke shrugged. "He was having sex with you. So why not me?"

"You're TOO YOUNG," Brandi insisted.

"I'm fourteen!" Brooke exclaimed. "I'm old enough to have my period and old enough to have breasts and I'm old enough to be really, really horny!"

"I made a mistake, Brooke. I committed incest. I crossed that line. And nothing I do can ever change that," Brandi sighed. "But not you. You haven't crossed the line. You're still pure. Stay pure, Brooke."

Brooke folded her arms over her chest and turned to look pointedly at me, where I was still in a half-daze from shock and pleasure. My wet dick was still upright and bobbing in the air.

"What if I don't want to stay 'pure'?" Brooke clearly had no internal moral conflict with ogling my naked body. "Looking at Ben like this gets me all squishy inside."

"For God's sake, Ben. Put your shorts on!" Brandi yelled at me. And at the command tone in her voice I automatically moved to obey. Then Brandi whirled back to our younger sister. "You can't do it to Ben, Brooke."

"Then I'll rat you out to Mom and Dad," Brooke glared coldly at her older sister, that evil glint back in her eye.

"Whatever, I don't care," Brandi huffed. "I can't change the mistakes of my past; but I can keep you from doing the same. Even if it means Mom and Dad finding out about me and Ben. C'mon, Brooke."

With that, Brandi grabbed the younger girl's hand and started tugging her down the hallway. "You're going to your room. And you're gonna stay there. You're grounded."

"What for?" Brooke whined. As eldest child, Brandi had been given some disciplinary privileges, although she rarely invoked them.

"For trying to blackmail us."

Curious, I followed after the girls as they went to the stairs. Then, once they got to the upstairs landing, Brandi turned and gripped both of Brooke's shoulders. "Listen to me carefully, Brooke. If you tell Mom and Dad about what me and Ben have done, it could really fuck up this family. They could send me away and never let me come home. They could send BEN away; because he's a boy and they might worry he'll do the same to you. You don't want to ruin this family, do you?"

Wide-eyed, Brooke shook her head 'no'.

"Look, I can still teach you. I've got dildoes we can practice on and I'll teach you everything you want to know. But not on Ben, okay? Not. On. Ben. That's morally wrong."

"Why?"

"Because it IS, okay?"

Brooke pouted. "It's not like I can get pregnant from giving him a blowjob."

Brandi sighed. "It's not that. Blowjobs make you want to do other stuff, stuff that CAN get you pregnant. You're not even on the pill, Brooke."

Brandi then glanced at me with a worried expression before turning back to face her little sister. Again she shook the younger girl's shoulders. "I KNOW what's going through your head. I was 14 once, too. Brooke, PROMISE me you won't try to seduce Ben or do anything sexual with him. PROMISE me."

"But-"

"No buts. PROMISE me."

Brooke grimaced, rolling her eyes. "FINE. I promise."

Brandi sighed with visible relief. "Now go to your room and stay there till Mom and Dad come home. You're still grounded until then."

"But you said you'd teach me!"

Brandi exhaled. "Let me talk to Ben first. I'll bring you the dildoes and I'll start teaching you today."

Blinking, Brooke nodded and then went into her own room, but not before giving me a significant look. This wasn't over yet.

"I'm going to hell."

"We're not even Christian, Brandi." We were both sitting on Brandi's bed, a place I'd been a few times recently in more intimate situations. This time, however, we were fully clothed and sitting a couple of feet apart.

"I'm still going to hell," my older sister moaned.

"For what? For doing what makes you feel good?" I shrugged. I was still very horny from our coitus interruptus.

"Ben, you don't get it, do you? What we're doing is wrong."

"I know, you told me," I replied. I reached up and tapped her head. "Up here, right?"

Then I reached for her left hip, wrapping my hand around to her ass and palmed her breast with my right hand. "But here ... it feels so right, doesn't it?"

"Ben..." Brandi whimpered. "Don't tempt me."

I swooped down so that my face was just half an inch away from hers, my lips puckered and ready. She was breathing hard and her eyes were wide as she stared back at me. I could feel the lust pouring off of her. But I didn't kiss her. I didn't want to force the issue. Yeah, I was a bastard for tempting her this far, but I wouldn't take her by force.

I didn't need to. Brandi hesitated just another second before she leaped forward, planting her lips on mine and clutching my head tightly to her. Her kiss was just as passionate as ever, perhaps even fiercer as she was still fighting the internal conflict between her desires and her morals.

But then a few seconds after she started kissing me, Brandi abruptly pulled away and scooted herself two feet down the bed to distance herself from me. She shuddered and looked at the floor.

"Ben, I need you to promise me..." she said in a halting voice. "I know Brooke promised, but I can't trust her. I know what it's like to have these desires ... to feel this lust. Please Ben, I desperately need to trust you. You once promised me that no matter what, you would always be my brother. That you would always love me. I need to believe that."

"I do. I love you, Brandi." My eyebrows canted to the sides and I gave my sister the most honest and reassuring expression I could. I was still a little horny, but I recognized Brandi's need for some more traditional family loving.

"You can't do anything with Brooke. She's too young and if you fuck her brains out, you're really gonna mess her up for other boys. Lord, if you did to her half the things you've done to me, she'd fall in love with you and never let you go."

"Whoa, whoa," I held my hands up. "I'm not gonna."

"Promise me. Promise that you won't do anything sexual with Brooke."

I shrugged, "Of course." While I was turned on my an aroused female, period, Brooke wasn't really a sexual creature to me. It was easy to think of Brandi as a sexy young woman. She was fully grown with nice tits and curves and all that, having developed long before me. I'd thought of my older sister as a sexual creature from the time I first thought about sex.

But Brooke? Brooke was my little sister. I still remembered when she was completely flat-chested and child-like, which was NOT a turn-on for me. Only recently had she begun to develop, but even then I still had the mental image of a child in my head when I thought of her.

On top of all that, while Brandi and I had progressed to a sexual relationship that was mutually satisfactory, we'd had to go through a lot of angst and tension to get to that point. It hadn't been easy and it very nearly ruined our relationship. I wasn't eager to attempt anything like that with Brooke.

"Not 'of course', Ben," Brandi said harshly. "Promise me."

"Okay. I promise," I nodded agreement. "I won't do anything sexual with Brooke. I've got perfectly good 16-year-olds to play with, without all the family complications."

Brandi sighed and visibly relaxed. But she also hunched over and looked ready to curl into a little ball. My older sister was still quite emotionally in shock over being caught committing incest by our younger sister, and she looked ready to collapse at any moment. So I quickly slid across the bed and wrapped her up in my arms, giving her a firm but brotherly hug.

"I can't do this anymore, Ben. I can't have sex with you anymore," she whimpered. "I want to. Oh, man, I sooo want to, but I can't. I can't handle it anymore."

"Shhh..." I soothed. "It's okay. It's okay. I love you, sis. No matter what. We don't have to have sex for me to love you. I'll always love you anyways."

We sat like that for a long few minutes while my older sister composed herself. My touch wasn't sexual, but I did rub her back soothingly while she shivered and nuzzled her face against my chest.

Then at last, Brandi had gathered herself and was able to sit upright. She stood before I could, sniffling slightly and wiping the moisture from her eyes. And then taking my head in her hands, she bent and gave me a soft peck to my forehead.

It wasn't an ordinary kiss. There was something symbolic in the way Brandi kissed my forehead. It was as if she'd reverted back to seeing me as just a brother, without even a trace of the lust that used to fill her gaze.

Perhaps ironically, once she'd done this platonic, sisterly act, Brandi immediately then dropped to her knees next to the bed and then started fishing underneath with her hand, coming back out with a small box. In it, she had a small collection of sex toys, and I arched my eyebrow at the handcuffs next to the personal lubricant, and at the monster 12-inch dildo.

Brandi selected a more normal-sized pink dildo, which was shaped like a penis, complete with veins. And then Brandi stood up, frowning at me while sniffling away the last of her tears. "Go downstairs and watch TV or something, Ben."

I sighed and nodded. She wouldn't be comfortable if she thought I was anywhere near her or Brooke's bedroom right now. Standing up, something occurred to me purely out of honest thoughtfulness for Brandi, and I advised, "You should blow your nose first. You're gonna need to breathe through it for this."

Brandi barked a short laugh, releasing some of the tension. And then I stepped outside.

Sunday felt like I had rewound my life back to that week after Christmas. Brandi kept to herself, not being obvious about it but avoiding me nonetheless. I had been secretly hoping that despite Brooke "catching" us, she and I would at least continue our sexual relationship until she flew back to college. She was just too accomplished and fantastic a lover for me to simply walk away from.

But that was exactly what Brandi was doing: walking away. True, she couldn't "un-cross" the line of incest, but at the moment, she had made the decision not to re-cross the line again.

She wasn't mean or rude. She simply kept her interaction with me to a bare minimum and didn't say much to anyone else, either. It was as if she didn't trust herself around me, and she didn't want to tempt herself into taking things any further than she could handle.

When I did interact with her, there were big bags under her eyes and she seemed especially haggard. She had little energy and obviously the trauma of getting caught, literally with our pants down, had shaken Brandi to a point from which she had not yet recovered. Mom even noticed and asked her what was wrong, but Brandi just complained of a hangover from visiting with friends.

I didn't push her. I gave my sister her space. I could only hope she came around before she left. I didn't want us to part on bad terms of any kind, not after the intimacy we'd shared together. I just wished there was some way I could show her that I was there to support her. But every time I wanted to approach her and tell her such, she held up her hands and asked me to give her some time.

Brooke on the other hand, was as normal as any other day. She chatted with me, got annoyed with me, and included me as a big brother without any hesitations or altered behavior. I wondered if that wasn't the first time Brooke had spied on me and Brandi.

At least she was back to completely normal...

... or so I thought.

I felt something tickle my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake.

"Mmph!" somebody groaned and as I sat up I realized I'd just shoved my dick an inch into my sister's throat. She gagged slightly and then popped off to catch her breath. And then her bangs fell back and I got a good look at the girl's face.

"Brooke!" I hissed. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Practicing!" And before I could react, my little sister ducked her head back down and wrapped her lips around my shaft, going lower and lower until she'd taken as much of me as she could, which still left a couple inches of my shaft exposed. And then Brooke began sucking and I groaned as I felt her licking at me like a popsicle.

But then I remembered my promise to Brandi. And that memory also spiked my own protective concern for Brooke in matters of vice. She was only 14! She was WAY to young for this. Hell, I hadn't even gotten to third base until I was 16!

"Brooke, no," I said in a commanding tone, which caused her to at least stop sucking, even if she didn't remove her mouth from my dick. I reached down then and took hold of her head, gently tugging upwards until she popped free, a string of saliva still connecting her wet lips to my wet mushroom head.

"Aww!" she protested and fought me for a second before finally relaxing. I quickly tucked myself back into my boxer shorts and pulled the blanket over me.

"Brooke, you PROMISED Brandi. We can't do this."

"Why not? It's not like I can get pregnant," she rehashed her previous rationalization.

"That's not the point. We just can't, okay? It'll mess up our brother-sister relationship."

"You did it with Brandi."

"She's older. And it STILL messed up our relationship." I sighed. "She's not talking to me right now."

Brooke pouted and folded her arms over her chest, looking like she was developing another argument.

"Look. If you're so determined to start giving blowjobs and you're POSITIVE you won't have sex, why don't you practice on your boyfriend ... uh, Perry?"

Brooke's eyes opened up and she gave me a 'well-duh' expression as if I should've already known the answer. "Because I want to make sure I'm doing it RIGHT before I try it on him. I don't want to mess it up. If I give him a bad blowjob, he might break up with me."

I rolled my eyes. "Believe me, Perry won't care. He'll just be thrilled you're sucking him."

"Still," Brooke continued pouting. "I want to do it right. Why won't you help teach me?"

"Because I'm your brother."

"That's WHY you should be the one to teach me."

"About boys in general. About how to stay safe. And maybe TALKING about sex stuff. Not actually HAVING sex."

"Why not?"

I sighed. "I don't know. Because I feel ... weird ... about DOING anything with you. You're just too young. You're my kid sister! And because I promised Brandi."

"You also promised ME. Back when you didn't want me to date Kenny Doyle. You promised 'any favor' at 'any time'. This is my favor. Teach me, Ben." And then Brooke opened her mouth and put on a sultry face, miming that she wanted to suck my dick.

I groaned. Memories of my little sister as a pre-pubescent child or not, Brooke HAD grown up into a pretty well-developed 14-year-old, complete with pretty face, coltish body, and cute tits. The male in me reacted instinctively to an arousing female, and my cock was still hard. But I was TRYING to be a responsible young man.

"C'mon, Ben. It's just a blowjob. It's not like I'm gonna fall in love with you or something."

"No, Brooke. Any favor but sex. I don't think you're old enough and I promised Brandi that I wouldn't."

"But-"

"No, Brooke. I'm not talking about this anymore. You've gotta go. Brandi already is upset with me and you being here is NOT going to help. Please? Look, I'll answer your questions. I'll even buy you a dildo once Brandi leaves and teach you or help you practice or something. But not on ME."

Brooke pouted. "FINE. Some brother you turned out to be," she bitched as she got off the bed and turned away. "Can't even keep his own promises."

Seconds later, Brooke stomped out the door. She didn't even bother to close it all the way.

I hadn't realized how tense my entire body had gotten during that little exchange. As I flopped onto my back, I felt like every muscle in me was overtightened and it actually hurt to lie down. There was a crick in my neck and no matter what I did, I couldn't quite stretch out my spine.

I was so busy groaning and trying to relax myself that I never heard or saw the door swing open. I didn't know I wasn't alone until Brandi sat next to me on the bed.

Without a word, she simply looked down at me and pulled the blanket back. Then reaching to my crotch, she slipped her hand inside my boxers and wrapped her fingers around my erection, which was still rock hard from Brooke's blowjob and my own sexual anticipation.

Brandi squeezed it twice, as if testing its hardness. She even glanced down to inspect my pee-hole. And then, still without speaking, my older sister got up and left.

It had been a WEIRD Monday morning.

"Oh, FUCK, Ben! Are you still hard?" Cassidy moaned when my body automatically started pumping in and out of her saturate pussy in slow rhythm. I'd nutted into her not three minutes earlier, but rather than pull out, I'd stayed embedded and simply put my forehead down to the mattress while breathing heavily.

Since I supported most of my weight on my elbows, Cassidy had been in no hurry to push me off her chest. She hugged me to her and enjoyed the intimate cuddle with her boyfriend, kissing my neck and rubbing my back while she felt my semen soak into her eggless womb.

I was too busy trying to exorcise the demons from my head. I had machine- fucked Cassidy, pounding away at her with metronomic precision while my mind was elsewhere. I was going over all the mistakes I'd made in not restraining myself with Brandi. She was hot, she was sexy, and I'd wanted her body. I spent all my mental energy convincing her to just go with her lustful urges and that everything would be alright in the end. I just never stopped to consider how I might be irrevocably ruining my relationship with my older sister.

But if I had the chance to do it all over, I probably would still opt for becoming intimate with Brandi. The sex had been amazing, but the way our relationship had changed for the better was also wonderful. She wasn't the tyrant anymore. I wasn't the 'too-little' brother anymore. We were both young adults and Brandi had treated me with respect as an equal for the entire time we'd been fucking. If we could just resolve her moral quagmire, we'd be fine.

While I was lost in my mental ruminations, my body instinctively knew what to do. Once the post-ejaculate hyper-sensitivity went away, my prick realized it was embedded inside a warm, tight pussy, and slowly it sent the signals to make me pump in and out, delighting in the friction the motion produced. I wasn't trying to fuck Cassidy again just yet, just casually using her pussy as a gentle masturbatory device to get a little pleasant, low-key stimulation.

But my other girlfriend had other plans. Megan knelt on all fours beside us, bumping her hip against my side. "If you're ready to go, Big Ben, I've got two lonely holes just waiting for your visit."

Megan's words slowly filtered into my brain while I was gently screwing Cassidy. I actually had a delayed reaction before I turned my head and slowly pulled out, the redheaded teen beneath me whimpering as I exited her.

"Come on, Ben. Fuck my little pussy. Drill me. And when you're ready, I lubed up my asshole for you. I'm ready for you to fuck my ass again."

I felt my eyelids twitch as Megan's words penetrated my brain. The raw lust in her voice cut through the fog in my head like a knife, and I pushed away my contemplative thoughts in favor of a visual observation of Megan's nice body. Petite and slender, with gentle swells at her hips over nice legs. And my brunette girlfriend had a very cute ass which was wiggling in anticipation of my arrival.

In fact, her ass looked similar to what Brooke's ass might look like naked. And with that thought, a surge of adrenaline pumped into me and as my cockhead settled between Megan's labial lips, I thrust forward and pierced her pussy with a single lunge.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" Megan cried as she arched her back and felt me drive all the way into her vaginal depths.

I blinked twice while hearing my girlfriend's voice, and then I remembered that indeed, I was fucking my girlfriend and not my little sister. Shaking my head, I dismissed the momentary thought of Brooke and concentrated on the girl currently skewered on my shaft.

I fucked Megan roughly, pumping and driving while letting the fingers of my right hand flutter over her clit. The brunette clenched her butt and bucked her hips, fucking me right back.

Cassidy was whimpering and masturbating herself beside us, scooping out little globs of my semen inside her and using it as a lubricant, rubbing my cream into her own clit. And the sounds of the two girls moaning in ecstasy were all I needed to spur me on even harder.

Megan came first, followed shortly by Cassidy. And I took that as my cue to switch holes. Ever since I'd first popped a finger up Megan's ass, she'd loved that little extra sensation. But fingers were one thing. My thick cock was something else entirely, and even now I could see my girlfriend wincing in pain as she was stretched open wide. I thought about stopping, but I knew she could take it and Megan freely offered me her ass as an expression of love to me.

Still, even as I watched my shaft disappearing into Megan's bunghole, I briefly wondered what this would look like going up Brandi's ass, parting her cheeks and squirting my juices deep into my sister's rectum.

I tried to regain my focus onto Megan, my loving girlfriend who was doing this solely for my pleasure. But I was too far gone into my lust. The fantasies of Brandi were simply too strong, and I couldn't help but imagine I was reaming my sister out and pounded my cock through the tight ass harder and harder.

"Oh, gawd, damn, Ben. Fuck me. Fuck me. Take my ass. Take it!"

I took it. I took it hard. And presently I was grunting and growling and delirious with the sight of Megan's body and the vision of Brandi and then I was there, cumming, blasting wad after wad of heavy cock cream into HER bowels.

I was brought back to the present by the sound of Megan screaming. At first, I worried that she was in pain, but then I realized that her sphincter was clenching around my shaft and her hips were wriggling to get me DEEPER, not out of her. Megan was in the middle of a BIG orgasm.

A pale arm was beneath my girlfriend, and I realized that Cassidy was actually fingering Megan and strumming her clit. And then all at once, Megan's limbs gave way and we both fell heavily onto the bed, my weight pinning down my girlfriend while my cock was still fully embedded up her asshole, and we even trapped Cassidy's hand beneath us.

And then there was nothing left but the sound of three people panting. I rolled off of my girlfriend, lest I crush her. Her anus was a gaping hole, stretched wider than I'd ever seen. And Megan and I were both sweating like pigs.

"Holy fuck..." Megan sighed. "I've never felt so completely FUCKED in my life!"

"We're all young, Megan," Cassidy sighed. "We've got lots of time to try and top even that!"

I was a happily sated boy when I arrived for Monday night dinner with the family. I was in such a good mood from my orgasms that I barely even noticed how quiet Brandi still was. But I did notice. And before dinner was done, I'd gone out of my way to engage my older sister in conversation and frequently asked if she wanted a refill to her drink or for me to pass her any particular foods.

Brooke, on the other hand, was giving me the cold shoulder. She was very blatant and obvious about it, and when mom asked what was going on, Brooke just snarked, "Ben is being mean to me."

The family left it at that. The last thing I wanted was for Brooke to explain that I was mean because I wouldn't let her suck my dick.

So I focused on trying to reconnect with Brandi. The last thing I wanted was to go through life with two sisters pretending I didn't exist. And perhaps five minutes before the meal was done, I finally got through to my big sister. She put her hand on top of mine and said, "Hey Ben, let's talk later, okay?"

I beamed, thinking we'd finally turned the corner. After all, Brandi had given me the cold shoulder about three weeks before, and once we got to talking after that little stand-offish period, we ended up screwing each other's lights out.

And so I found myself sitting on my own bed, a few feet away from Brandi just to help prove I wasn't a threat to suddenly attack her or try to * her or anything. My older sister was still very quiet, and I gave her the extra time to compose herself before we started the conversation.

"Ben, I want to thank you." Brandi let her hand slide across the bed towards me, and eagerly I slid my own palm over hers, squeezing gently. "Thank you for keeping my faith in you."

I arched an eyebrow, not yet understanding. "Huh?"

Brandi managed a little smile. "I ... I've barely slept these past couple of nights. I kept imagining that Brooke had slipped into your room and the two of you were fucking like rabbits. I was horrified at myself for feeling turned on by it. And I was also horrified at the idea that it was somehow my fault that Brooke was crossing the line of incest."

"How could you be responsible?" I frowned. "Brooke is her own girl and she can make her own decisions."

"Because she told me, Ben," Brandi sighed. "That afternoon when she had me teach her the basics of giving a blowjob with the dildo, she told me everything. A month ago, she caught me going into your bedroom one morning when she had to get up to pee. She peeked in through the doorway and watched me giving you a morning blowjob. Before that, she'd never considered doing anything sexual with you. She thought you were handsome, but you were just a brother to her."

My jaw dropped. How much had Brooke really been watching?

"She caught us fucking another time. She actually watched you ejaculating your sperm into my pussy. She saw it all. And because I seemed to be having the most wonderful orgasms, Brooke started to fantasize about you doing the same things to her. So it IS my fault she's even thinking of committing incest. If she'd never seen me doing it with you, she never would have thought of it herself."

I screwed up my face. "You don't know that. I never learned from anyone but I started fantasizing about you as soon as you grew breasts."

"You're a guy, Ben. Of course you drool over breasts."

I shrugged and Brandi sighed, squeezing my hand. "Ben, Brooke would have had sex with you if you wanted, pill or not. I know she certainly wanted to give you a blowjob. She told me so specifically after I showed her the basics. And when I reminded her of her promise not to try and seduce you or do anything sexual, she just shrugged like she didn't even remember making the promise. I knew then that she was going to make a play for you. I know what it's like to be 14 and horny."

Brandi took a deep breath. "I told you I haven't been sleeping. I heard Brooke sneak out of her bedroom this morning and go into your room. I stayed in my bedroom, slumped to the floor with my ear to the door. I was already picturing her giving you a blowjob and you cumming in her little mouth. I was already picturing you taking her virginity and giving her the fucking of her young life." Brandi quivered and moaned in arousal at the image, then immediately started crying with internal shame for her naughty thoughts.

I had to admit, the idea made me hard, even though I knew I shouldn't be thinking that way of Brooke.

It took a minute, but Brandi composed herself. She sighed and then said with a happy little smile, "But you held up your end of the promise. Less than two minutes after she went in there, she came back out and stomped none too happily down the hall. Still, I had to check. So I went into your room and inspected your prick to make sure you hadn't cum or put yourself inside her or anything."

I nodded, remembering how very strange it had been when Brandi walked into my room this morning.

Brandi sighed again, and this time she slid herself over to me so that her hip was pressed to mine. Instinctively, my arms wrapped around her and she hugged herself against me. "You're a good brother, Ben. Brooke isn't ready yet. She's still too young to understand what she'd be getting herself into. Hell, maybe I'm too young to really understand."

I nodded and stroked Brandi's back.

"I love you, Ben," Brandi turned her head up to me with tears in her eyes. "I know I shouldn't be with you this way, but I want to. It feels too good not to," she pinched her forehead together wistfully.

I smiled. "Me, too," I said seriously as I pulled her even closer.

It was so natural for our faces to come together, and then our lips mashed and Brandi sighed happily as we tenderly kissed. It wasn't an ordinary kiss. It was a kiss of lovers, the kind of kiss we'd been sharing for the past few weeks. I felt a little thrill go through me as I realized that maybe, just maybe, my sister and I would find each other as lovers once again.

The kiss went on for a few minutes, unhurried. We were exchanging more affection and love than lust, and by the time it was over, there were no more tears. Actually, the bags under her eyes already looked like they were clearing and there was a radiance in Brandi's eyes as she looked at me.

But then that light dimmed. She sighed and looked away, saying "I still think it's wrong for us to be committing incest."

"That's okay. I'll still love you, sex or not," I said reassuringly.

"And you won't do anything with Brooke?"

"Nope. I promise."

"Good. I know I can trust that," Brandi said in a weary voice as she got up to leave my bedroom. "And I think I can finally sleep now."

Tuesday morning I woke up with my alarm clock. There were no sisters sneaking into my room to give me blowjobs, and I was almost disappointed. But I figured Brandi was still asleep and even if she never gave me another blowjob again, I didn't begrudge her desire to resolve the moral conflict in her head.

After all, I was getting a taste of the moral conflict myself. Brandi's body wanted to be with me, but something in her head told her it was wrong. Now, my body was instinctively reacting to Brooke, even though my own head told me that she was too young and that it was wrong.

I was disappointed Brandi wasn't resuming our intimate relationship. But I wasn't disappointed that Brooke hadn't made a second attempt on me. I was just relieved. I didn't want to deal with Brooke and the odd mix of emotions she stirred up in me: that weird combination of lust, guilt, and brotherly affection. I was afraid that if she came to me again, I'd end up rejecting her again and things would get really bad between us.

But Brooke was cheery and smiling as she poured herself a bowl of cereal. And she chatted inanely with me on the drive to school, just like any other day. It was as if she'd never wrapped her lips around my cock and we were able to proceed as if Monday morning had never happened. I had my sister back and if Brandi was feeling the same way about me today as she had last night, I would have both sisters back.

And when I got home, the puffiness in Brandi's eyes was gone and she gave me a casual hug in greeting. I was delighted and soon I realized that things had truly gotten back to normal. I went to play my video games, Brooke whined that I was hogging the TV, and she tried to manually power off the gaming console. But I was quick to yell and spanked her ass twice before she ran away covering her butt, giggling the whole while.

Twenty minutes later, Brandi simply kicked me out so she could watch some entertainment newsmag.

Yep, back to normal, back to the way things used to be when we were all just siblings and any notions of incest had yet to cross our minds.

Wednesday night, when I walked out after my shower wearing just a towel around my waist, I noticed that the light was still on in Brandi's bedroom, a pale yellow glow peering underneath the door. It was midnight and I'd been expecting my sister to be catching up on lost sleep by now.

Curious, I went and knocked on her door. Two seconds later came a slightly nervous voice saying, "Come in."

"Oh, it's you," Brandi said with some relief.

I smiled as I poked my head in, but before I could say anything in response I saw that Brooke was sitting on the bed, one leg pulled up beneath her as the two sisters were obviously in the middle of a conversation.

"You still awake?" I asked Brooke in a big-brotherly voice.

My little sister shrugged and nodded her head to Brandi. "We needed to talk. It's a girl thing, a sister thing."

Brandi nodded in confirmation and smiled serenely at me.

Brooke continued, "And we're talking about you."

My eyebrows went up. "Wait, what about me?"

Brandi got up, took my shoulder, and guided me back out her bedroom door. With a pointed expression, she said, "Good night, Ben."

I could take a hint. Frowning, I said, "Good night ladies." And then I went to bed.

Thursday, I was driving myself and Brooke home from school when she said out of the blue, "Ben, you don't have to worry about me trying to seduce you or anything."

I jerked the wheel hard enough to make the Camry in the next lane honk his horn at me.

Brooke gave a little grin when I glared at her and she just sighed. "I talked with Brandi. I think I understand the situation better, and I decided I don't want to complicate things just yet. I HAD thought I could just practice blowjobs and other stuff, and that we'd just be normal otherwise. Puzzles, video games, whatever. But I think I realize now that we wouldn't be able to be normal. Things have already gotten so weird between us. This sex stuff just ... it changes people, doesn't it?"

"Completely," I nodded. "You can never go back to the way things were before it."

Brooke nodded. "I don't think I want to change our relationship just yet, Ben. I like you as a big brother right now. Don't wanna mess with that."

"Good to hear," I said with relief. I had enough complications in my life as it was.

"But that doesn't mean I can't change my mind in the future," Brooke said with amusement in her voice. And when I arched an eyebrow at her, she merely giggled and then looked out the window.

Thursday night, just past 11pm, I went into the hallway wearing nothing but a towel just after I heard the shower stop running. A few minutes later, Brandi stepped out with wet hair and her towel wrapped around her torso, tucked between her cleavage and just barely falling below her crotch.

Not even bothering to appear surprised, I simply folded my arms over my chest, leaned against the wall, and openly ogled my sister's nice body.

Brandi rolled her eyes. "You're such a pervert, Ben."

"That's what Megan tells me."

"Well, she's right." Brandi strode out of the bathroom and calmly sashayed over to her bedroom. I turned and followed her with my eyes, and just before she closed the door, she turned her head sideways to see if I was looking.

I was, and Brandi stood there for a long moment, breathing a little harder as she waged some internal war. "We're not having sex again, Ben."

"I know, I know," I nodded. "But can't I just enjoy looking?"

Brandi just let a little smile creep over her face and she nodded her acceptance. And then she just stood there for thirty seconds or so, letting me drink in her beauty.

I sighed happily, and Brandi took that as her cue that I'd had my fill. She moved her hand to close the door and I prepared to turn away and take my own shower. But with an impish grin, she dropped the towel to the floor, flashing me a wonderful view of her naked back and exquisitely tight ass.

Less than a second later, the door closed. But I allowed myself a happy smile.

On Friday night, Brandi started her shower just like always. And when she emerged from the bathroom, I was ready and in position, leaning against the wall, eager to perve on my sister.

I knew we weren't going to have sex again; Brandi had been quite clear on that point. I'd even already blown my load tonight, twice, on my date with Megan and Cassidy. But I certainly wouldn't mind a few more peeks at my sister's body, or whatever else she'd give me.

After a few minutes, the bathroom door opened and Brandi waltzed out drying her hair with her towel, and the towel she was using to pat down her hair was her ONLY towel. She was otherwise buck naked and automatically my eyes went to her firm breasts and freshly-shaven pussy.

"Hi, Ben," Brandi flashed me a saucy smile. Her skin was flushed, and not just from hot water.

"Whoa..." I exclaimed in a low voice.

"Nothing you haven't already seen before..." Brandi's eyebrows went up teasingly.

It wasn't, but I still enjoyed the view. Her round tits were pulled high up with her posture and I drooled while looking at the dark nipples and small areolas, remembering what her breasts tasted like. And she even parted her legs to the side, opening up her pussy lips just enough to let me see some pink. The boner in my towel was very prominent by the time she finished with her hair.

And then without another word, Brandi strode confidently to her bedroom. Just before she closed the door, she turned to flash me another view of her naked frontside. And then she winked at me.

I stood in the hallway for a few extra minutes, my heart pounding and my dick obviously tenting my towel. I told myself that the situation was normal. I'd clearly shown a desire to ogle and Brandi had been willing to tease me, even back before we ever became intimate.

I reminded myself that we weren't going to become intimate again while I fought to get my breathing under control. Then I reminded myself again. And again ... It wasn't easy to do now that I had a fresh image of Brandi's naked body in mind. It was especially difficult because I still remembered what it was like to have sex with her.

I fought the urge down. I knew I was more than just hormones strapped onto a conscienceless dick. I loved my sister, and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt her again.

But I was still going to jerk off in the shower to fantasies of her.

Everything was quiet when I pulled up and parallel parked on the curb, just another lazy Saturday morning. I was returning home after dropping off the twins at a birthday party being held at the local mini-golf/climbing tower/arcade zone. I was assigned to return home and pick them back up in four hours.

Mom and Dad had left to go for one of their golf outings together. It was only January 20th, still winter. But this was Orange County, and I think Dad just really wanted to go golfing in January so that he could brag to his work associates who lived in places like New York and Chicago that "Yeah, I went golfing this past Saturday."

There was no sign of my remaining two sisters when I walked into the house, and I headed upstairs for my bedroom. Just inside the door, I dropped my wallet and keys onto the desk and was turning around to go back downstairs when I saw that my room wasn't empty. Brandi was reclining on my bed, wearing just a thin robe over her panties, and with no bra. Her eyes were locked onto my face while she dug her fingers inside her panties and rubbed herself.

"Holy SHIT," I stammered. Brandi was gorgeous, her hair pulled back to show off her pretty face and her robe parted to the sides far enough for me to clearly see both naked breasts, capped with erect nipples. My memory filled in all the flesh I couldn't see, and even her pussy lips made obvious dents in her panties.

"Hi, Ben..." my sister said in a slightly nervous voice. She turned onto one side, propping herself up on one elbow. She was tense, but there was no mistaking the lust in her eyes.

"Brandi?" I asked in confusion even as my feet carried me towards her. "What's going on?"

Brandi quivered, her eyes drinking in my body while her left hand slid down to her own hip, the fingers dipping inwards to her pussy. "We're going to have sex today, Ben," she husked.

My mind immediately went to the last time we tried to have sex. "Uh ... where's Brooke?" I queried.

"At Jennifer Vo's. I'm sure of it this time. I was there when Brooke called her to confirm. And besides ... Brooke promised she would give us the time to do this without interruption."

I arched my eyebrow at the notion of Brooke giving me and her older sister time and space to fuck.

Brandi took a deep breath and then fixed me with an intense stare. "We're all alone, and I need you, Ben."

By now, I'd stepped next to the bed and Brandi reached up to take my hand. I stared down at her face, comfortably ignoring her body for the moment. "Not that I'm complaining, but what happened to 'We're not having sex anymore'?"

Brandi sighed and tugged me down until I was sitting on the bed beside her. She pushed me so that I was slumped against the pillows and headboard, rolling onto her side so that she could put one hand on my chest. "I changed my mind. I changed a lot about the way I'm looking at this situation. And part of it was because of my conversation with Brooke."

"Brooke?"

Brandi smiled and shook her head. "That girl can be so annoying. I'd tell her she couldn't do something and she answered, 'Why?' Over and over again. 'Why? Why? Why?'" Brandi's voice took on a nasally, whining tone that got old really fast.

"I realized I didn't have any good answers. I'm not raping you. I'm not molesting you. I'm definitely not doing anything against your will. So nobody's being hurt." Brandi reasoned. "And I'm not a 14-year-old virgin. I've had sex before and I'll have sex again with other people. I know you're just a fling and I'm comfortable flying away to school and walking away from 'us'. The two of us fucking isn't really so different than me stripping for you: both get us aroused and make us feel good. It doesn't really mean anything beyond that."

I tried to communicate with my eyes that becoming intimate with Brandi DID mean something to me. It certainly changed my relationship with my older sister.

But Brandi just looked at me with lust. "And besides ... I WANT to. I want to feel you inside me, Ben. I want to feel your cum spurting into me. The only things stopping us are my mental hang-ups, and I guess I just decided that I'm hanging myself up over nothing."

Brandi leaned in and husked straight into my ear. "I WANT you, Ben." And then she licked my ear before moving lower and nuzzling her nose against my neck. It felt sooo erotic and I felt my skin begin to tingle.

My body was getting ready, but my brain had not yet caught up. True, Brandi had been progressively moving back in this direction with her little flashes and strip- teases of the past couple nights, but I really had thought she would stick to her no-sex boundary. "Are you sure you want to do this? Brandi, I care about you. And I really don't want to make you do anything you're going to regret."

Brandi sighed and brought her wet fingers out of her own crotch, popping the tips into her own mouth as her eyes fixed on me. "You're sweet, Ben. But the only thing I would regret would be flying back to school having NOT fucked you again before I left. The last time we were together, Brooke interrupted us. I want to feel you thrusting in me, Ben. I want to feel your semen pouring into my body. I can't help it. I'm totally hot for you."

"But ... What happened to 'wrong'?" I pointed to my own head.

She took my hand and placed it onto her bare breast. "There's nothing left but 'right'." And then she kissed me.

Any further arguments flew out of my head when she kissed me. Pleasure endorphins shot into my brain, washing all doubt away in a flood of happiness. And all my built-up longing for Brandi from the past week exploded inside me as I urgently wrapped her up in my arms, pulling her tightly against me while I kissed back so hard that I was sure I'd bruise her lips.

When we finally broke for air, I looked deep into my sister's eyes, seeing her excitement and lust, without a trace of hesitation. My hands went to pull her robe off her shoulders while hers went to the fasteners of my jeans. I looked up and asked, "How long do we have?"

"What time do you need to pick up the twins?"

"Uh, about three-and-a-half hours."

Brandi grinned. "Then we've got 3 hours and 29 minutes."

We finally separated at around 3 hours and 35 minutes. Yeah, I was late, but the twins would live. Both Brandi and I knew that this was our last time together for the Winter Break, and possibly forever depending on how much we changed over the next few months.

We'd both gotten in the habit of getting regular orgasms for the past few weeks. I'd at least still had my girlfriends for sexual release, but Brandi had been limited to masturbation since last Saturday. And once we both understood that fucking was back on the menu, my sister was ravenous for my cock to be inside her. We didn't even wait to get all our clothes off. Brandi got my shorts around my knees and I shoved her wet panties to the side, and then one powerful thrust later I was once again buried to my pubes in my sister's twat.

"Oh, Ben! Fuck me, little brother! Fuck me and fill me up with your cum!"

That first fucking only lasted about five minutes before we both came. She'd been fingering herself for a good ten minutes while I dropped off the twins; and she'd already been on the edge of orgasm. Once Brandi came, the feeling of her spasming pussy muscles pulled me over that edge with her so that I splashed her innards with incestuous sperm.

We rested for fifteen minutes after the hard and fast quickie. We took our time to remove the rest of our clothing before cuddling naked. She talked about how much she would miss me and lamented about how we'd waited to long to become closer as siblings.

Eventually, her soft caresses on my dick started to get a new rise out of me, and my older sister bent over to swallow my dick and bring me back to a full erection. That second time, Brandi rode my cock while draping her tits over my face so that I could suckle at her nipples.

"Mmm ... so tasty," I growled around one boob. "I'd love to see these puppies filled up with milk. What do you think, Brandi? Would you like to see me suckling on this one while our baby drank from the other because I'd knocked you up?"

"Ohhh!" Brandi groaned.

"You like that? You want to feel your brother's sperm worming their way into your womb to make a baby? You wanna feel that?"

"FUCK!" Brandi jerked and promptly came, her back arching while her hips swiveled around my cock.

When she was done, she stopped moving and panted heavily, her eyes unfocused for a bit before she was able to blink and start calming down. And then without warning, she reached out and slapped my cheek.

"Oww!" I exclaimed and held my cheek.

"Impregnating me," Brandi scoffed.

"Admit it," I teased. "The idea turned you on."

Brandi grinned and then I rolled her over onto her back so I could give her another injection of cock cream, whispering about how my sperm were going to swim through her uterus to her fallopian tubes in search of an egg.

"Do it! Do it!" My sister urged. "CUM IN ME!"

With a grin, I did just that, blasting my incestuous sperm into the back of her womb. And after I filled her up to overflowing, the two of us cuddled and giggled at the naughtiness of our illicit thoughts.

We paused to take a shower and clean ourselves up. I happily soaped up my sister's private parts while I ground my third erection into the crack of her ass. Brandi moaned and complained, wondering why we never showered together this BEFORE when we had all those nights alone, instead of taking showers in turn.

We didn't screw in the shower, however. We broke for lunch and then Brandi hoisted herself onto the kitchen counter again, eating a sandwich while I bent over eating her pussy, not stopping until she'd finished her sandwich and also had two orgasms along the way. And then we couldn't resist fucking on the dining room table, just to see what it would be like.

Like Cassidy before, Brandi felt uncomfortable on the hard, unyielding wood. But her pussy was still tight and I was having no problems. So even though my sister didn't orgasm that round, I was able to blast her with my third cumload of the day.

We spent another hour in her bed, just talking. I spooned behind my sister while she told me about her upcoming class schedule and what life was like at college. I couldn't wait to see if the parties were really as wild as I dreamed.

And then to cap off our day together, we moved into a missionary position and I slowly made love to my sister, undulating my hips gently while she held me with all four limbs and tried to pull me even closer.

We'd been kissing for a few minutes when Brandi pulled her head back and leaned it into the pillow while pulling my face down to her neck. Her hips rocked slowly, stimulating my prick without pushing me towards orgasm. And then she said softly, "Ben, I think I know the answer but I just need to hear it again. Will you always love me, no matter what?"

I paused from my thrusting to slowly rotate my crotch, keeping my face directly over Brandi's. "Of course."

Brandi chuckled. "Not 'of course', Ben."

I smiled. "Yes. I will always love you. You're my sister, and nothing can ever change that."

"Even if we are never intimate again after today?"

I sighed. "I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't be disappointed. You are amazing in bed, Brandi. But yes, I'll always love you, no matter what. If we never have sex again, if you never streak in front of me again, if we go right back to being just platonic brother and sister, I will always love you."

"Good to know you'd still love me even if we stopped fucking," Brandi leaned up and kissed me tenderly.

She broke for air and then looked up at me with a smile. "But don't plan on stopping."

The next day I was assigned taxi duty. I didn't mind and immediately jumped to help Brandi with her luggage.

"You seem to be getting along much better with your sister," Mom commented.

I blushed for a moment. If only Mom knew just how much better Brandi and I got along. "Yeah, I think college mellowed her out."

Brandi snorted. "Little twerp just grew up."

We both smiled while our mom looked on cluelessly.

On the drive to the airport, there was no sexual tension between us. We'd sated our lust and I found that I was just going to miss my sister's presence, not necessarily her body (although I would miss that, too). We chatted about nothing the whole way, and the closer we got to the airport, the more excited Brandi became.

"You happy to be heading back?" I asked.

"Yeah, I miss my friends. And believe it or not, I'm kinda looking forward to going back to class. I was starting to get a little bored."

"What? Bored of me?" I teased.

"No," Brandi giggled and hit my shoulder.

"Excited to see Brian?" I ventured. "He IS riding with Dayna to meet you, isn't he?"

"Holy shit! I forgot about that!" Brandi smacked her forehead.

"You DID say he was gonna get lucky tonight," I smiled without jealousy. I never harbored any thoughts that my sister would be exclusive to each other. What we did was a form of mutual masturbation and affection, not ownership.

The corners of Brandi's lips went up. "Well, maybe not tonight. I only told him that because I thought I was going to be horny for four weeks straight. But YOU, little brother, took care of that department quite nicely. I'm not sure if I'm ever going to sleep with him and even if I do someday, he's gonna have to do a damn good job not to be disappointing after the number you did on me."

I grinned. "Well, if you ever get antsy again, you know where I live."

Brandi smiled right back.

Fifteen minutes later, I walked my sister up to her gate and waited with her until boarding time. As we heard the announcement over the PA, I turned to my sister while she turned to me, and our eyes met with little twinkles of their own.

What came next was automatic. I sincerely hope that no one we knew was around, because I leaned in, brushed Brandi's bangs to the side, and gave her a VERY un-brotherly kiss goodbye.

When I pulled away, she smiled radiantly at me and said, "See ya later, alligator.."

11 Chapter 11: Temptress

FEBRUARY 2001, JUNIOR YEAR

"Hmph, hmph, hmph! Oh, Ben ... fuck me, Ben ... Umph! Hmph, hmph, hmph!"

I let my fingers trace along the bumpy ridges of Cassidy's spine as she faced away from me. Her naked back was so soft beneath my hands, her pale white skin both creamy and damp from her own sweat. She was bouncing up and down in my lap, and I let my gaze drop to see her cute buttcheeks raising and lowering around the thick column of my dick.

She was getting close. I could always tell when Cassidy was getting close because her breathing took on a very short, staccato pattern. And from the way her breathing was ramping up, I figured the redhead would be having a VERY good orgasm.

I wished I could take credit for it, but it wasn't all me. Sure, my cock was splitting her pussy, but most of my girlfriend's stimulation had to be from my other girlfriend. Megan was fingering Cassidy's pussy for the first time, helping along. And unlike kissing or anything else I'd suggested revolving around typical male fantasies, once Cassidy started moaning under Megan's dextrous fingers, I knew this wasn't something the girls would easily dismiss.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" the 16-year-old redhead screamed.

I decided to play naughty right about then, licking my index finger to get it good and coated. And when Cassidy hunched forward as her stomach muscles contracted in orgasm, I slid the finger into my girlfriend's ass.

Cassidy went nuts ... in a GOOD way. Her screaming picked up another octave and she threw her head back in surprise. And I felt her reaction inwards as her pussy clamped down on me so forcefully that it was actually a little painful to my sensitive rod.

A minute later, Cassidy was slumped forward while still sitting on my cock, wheezing for oxygen as her entire torso raised up and down with each breath. "I'm such a naughty slut," she sighed. "Now I'm loving it when my boyfriend sticks a finger in my ass."

"You think you're a naughty slut?" Megan giggled. "I was such a buttoned-down, model Asian daughter. I took piano lessons, got straight-A's, and never made my parents worry." Megan swiveled her eyes to me. "Now I'm a sex maniac who takes my boyfriend's DICK up my ass. And to top it all off, now I'm rubbing my own best friend's clit to orgasm."

"Did a GREAT job of it, too," Cassidy grinned, pulling Megan to her and giving her a quick peck on the lips.

Both girls giggled and then Cassidy turned her head to see the expected goofy expression on my face. "Don't get any ideas, Ben. I've no interest in going down on her or french kissing."

"Absolutely not." Megan giggled again. "But in the future ... who knows?"

Mondays were great. Scratch that, Mondays were FANTASTIC. I loved Mondays. But I HATED Tuesdays. That meant I had to wait all the way until Friday to get laid again, and even that was usually within the cramped confines of a car. Occasionally, we'd find a secluded spot in the foothills and spread out a blanket, but it got pretty cold at night, even in Orange County.

I was still holding out hope for the occasional mid-week romp at Cassidy's place. The girls HAD said there would be a few. But the girls had been sticking to their twice a week schedule to focus on their grades, and I didn't want to push them. Besides, the long layoffs made their sexual urgency that much greater when we did get together.

But I'd gotten spoiled by Brandi. My sister wasn't home anymore to take the edge off those midweek droughts, and usually by Thursday I would start to get just a bit cranky.

It was on one of those Thursdays when Adrienne Dennis first propositioned me.

"Heyyy, Ben," came the sultry, sweet voice from my left. I glanced over to see Adrienne sashaying along the hallway towards me, curving her walking path to intercept me ten feet ahead. As usual, her spray-painted jeans left no doubt she had a top-shelf ass. The quarter-sleeve V-necked top was skintight, and only a white undershirt prevented the V-neck from being obscene. As it was, her cleavage was merely offensive to conservative women the world over.

My eyes did their yo-yo thing down to Adrienne's tits and then back up to her face. She was used to it and waited for me to smile and reply, "Hey, Adrienne."

"Where're you headed?" She asked, seeming to be genuinely interested.

"Chemistry. You?"

"French." Adrienne giggled. "Speaking of which, word is that you're quite the french kisser."

I blushed but quickly picked my head back up. "And who's been telling you that?"

"Girls talk. And kissing is not the only thing we talk about." Adrienne's smile turned just a bit predatory. "How do you keep up with two girls, Ben? I'd thought you were joking when you first told me. But then there's no denying the evidence. The three of you have been a hot topic these past couple of weeks."

I shrugged. "I may have learned at thing or two about pleasing women."

Adrienne slowed down and latched onto my arm. "Think you could give Jake a few pointers?"

When I looked into her soft hazel eyes, she actually looked serious. And then twinkle came into those irises as the corners of her mouth turned upwards. "Or maybe," Adrienne husked. "You could just show me in person."

I blinked twice rapidly and felt both aroused and frightened at the same time. My mouth went dry, my hands felt clammy, and my shorts felt suddenly tight. I choked out a breath and then backed up, her hand still holding onto my arm. "Stop teasing, Adrienne," I said grimly.

"What if I'm not teasing, Ben?" She stepped back into my personal space, boring her gaze deep into the back of my skull.

"I'm taken. I've got TWO girls. Why would I want to mess that up?"

"Because even two girls don't add up to one of me," Adrienne nodded her head up and down slowly, pure seduction on her face. She leaned forward as if to kiss me but then stopped halfway, her lips parted as if ready to devour me. But she stopped herself. "Just think about it. Okay?"

I gulped and fought down the urge to press my lips to hers and help Adrienne practice her French. Fortunately, she backed away before my resolve gave out, and with an impish giggle, the stunningly gorgeous blonde turned away and hopped off towards her next class.

I watched her tight ass as she sashayed away, then let out a long exhalation, my shoulders finally relaxing. I turned about and then jerked back in shock as I came face to face with an angry-looking redhead.

"Ben ... What was that about?" Cassidy glared right at me, her emerald eyes a dark, piercing green.

"Nothing, nothing, Freckles," I shook my head.

Cassidy just tilted her head to the side and glared even harder at me.

I sighed. "Adrienne's just being a tease. You know how she gets. I guess she's decided to get some amusement by flirting with me. You know, get a kick out of seducing the guy with two girlfriends."

Cassidy narrowed her eyes and ground her teeth together. I'd seen the Irish girl's temper from time to time and I recognized the beginnings of an eruption.

"But hey, hey," I patted my girlfriend's arm. "Relax. I'm smarter than that. Adrienne can tease all she wants but I know a good thing when I've got it. I love you and Megan and I'd never do anything to jeopardize that."

Cassidy immediately broke into a smile and I gave myself a pat on the back for that mini-speech. And then my girlfriend opened her arms and we came together in a tight hug before the she grabbed my head and kissed me firmly. "Don't you forget it, buster."

I just smiled and kissed her again. I couldn't WAIT for tomorrow.

"Ben! We need your opinion!" Eden simply grabbed my hand and yanked me out of my seat.

"But!" I protested as I was pulled away from the kitchen table and my breakfast. The eggs were still steaming and the bacon smelled SO good. The smell of Mom's cooking had been what woke me up early on this Saturday morning.

Eden ignored my protests and walked me down the hall to the twins' bedroom. "We need you to help pick out our outfits."

"Wha-?" My stomach was still growling. "Why me?"

"Because you're a GUY, Ben. And Brooke says you've got good taste."

"Huh?" I didn't know women's fashion at ALL. Why would I? I was just a teenager. I liked girls naked or half-naked, that was the extent of my fashion sense.

"We're going to Vicky Tan's birthday party. There's gonna be some boys there and we want to look good."

"Boys? Aren't you too young for boys?" As I was saying this, Eden led me into the bedroom to where both Emma and Brooke were waiting for us.

"Are not! We're eleven!" Emma protested.

"Okay, okay," I held my hands up in defeat. Then I sighed as Eden went to stand beside Emma, the two of them wearing very different outfits. Eden was in blue, with a modest skirt and darker blue baby-T-shirt. Emma wore blue jeans and a tight pink halter-top that showed just a hint of a bosom, the girls just starting to grow puffies, but not yet actual breasts.

"Which one is better?" Emma asked.

I sighed and looked to Brooke, who just waved me back towards the twins. I already knew that the girls had two of everything. Whichever one they chose, they'd both end up wearing. Shrugging, I asked, "Where are you guys going? Bowling? Skating?"

"Nowhere. It's just a picnic," Eden replied.

"Jungle gym? Frisbee?" I scratched my head and the girls nodded.

"Go with the jeans. Easier to run around in and you don't have to worry about boys trying to peek up your skirts."

Emma made a face. "Eww! Why would they want to do that?"

"Nevermind," I sighed. "Besides, you two look cute in those tops."

Emma turned to Eden and stuck her tongue out. "Told you so."

Eden rolled her eyes but nodded. "Thanks Ben."

"Anytime," I replied automatically while turning around. Then I tensed, "Wait, wait. I didn't mean that."

"Too late!" Eden chirped. "You already said 'anytime'!"

I sighed the sigh of great sorrow. Why had the universe cursed me to be the only boy amongst four sisters?

My stomach growled. Okay, my food was getting cold.

I'd just finished my breakfast and was heading back to my room when the phone rang. I didn't think much of it until Mom poked her head into the family room where I was watching TV. "Ben?"

"Yeah, mom?"

"Miss McNeil called. She's got a pipe leaking in her bathroom all over her floor. Can you take a look first? She shouldn't have to call a plumber unless absolutely necessary."

"Doesn't her new boyfriend do all the handywork now?"

"He's out of town. And hey, didn't you fix a leak for her last year?"

My memory flitted back and then it hit me. The last time Keira McNeil claimed to have a leaky pipe was the first time we had sex. It was the time I'd lost my virginity. "Uh, yeah Mom."

"Hm. Thought so. I better not find out you did a shoddy job that needs repair."

I smiled to myself. "No, Miss McNeil was quite happy with my work that day."

Mom caught something in my tone, but I quickly schooled my face. "I'm going, I'm going." I went to the garage to get the tool box and then started off for our neighbor's house.

Purely by coincidence, I hit the sidewalk just as I heard thumping footsteps approaching. I turned to see a figure jogging up and my eyes automatically dropped to her bouncing bosom, the big tits just barely contained within a sports bra that pressed her cleavage together and formed a thin crevasse. Her stomach was taut and lightly muscled, her hips narrow and firm within black lycra shorts, and her thighs were without a trace of fat. She was, in a word, HOT.

And a wide smile crossed Adrienne's face when she recognized me. "Hey, Ben," she huffed as she jogged up and then slowed down beside me while I continued my short walk to Keira McNeil's house. She still kept bouncing, jogging in place with more of an up and down motion that just made her big tits even more enrapturing.

"Uh, hi, Adrienne," I stammered trying not to stare at her tits. Then I gathered myself and looked forward while standing up straighter. "Morning run?"

"Yeah. Every Saturday," she sighed. "It takes a lot of work to keep my ass looking like this."

With that, she jogged forward just a bit and of course, my gaze went straight down to her perky buttcheeks, clearly defined in the skintight lycra. "It IS a gorgeous ass," I agreed.

"Thank you!" Adrienne chirped. "More home repair for Miss McNeil?"

I nodded. "Leaking pipe."

"I'll bet..." Adrienne husked with more than a trace of innuendo in her voice. Her eyebrows popped and her hazel eyes glittered at me for a moment.

I frowned. Adrienne couldn't possibly know, could she? Nah, she was just teasing, like she always did. And I wasn't going to give anything away.

After I was silent for a moment, Adrienne changed gears and the moved in, putting a hand on my chest. "So Ben ... have you given any more thought to my proposal?"

"Pro- proposal?" I stammered.

Adrienne grinned and punched my chest lightly. "You know ... To show me what I'm missing out on ... Those... skills ... you have at pleasing a woman?" By the time her sentence was finished, she had leaned in so that her lips were just an inch away from mine.

Fortunately, the walk to Keira's was quite short and we'd already arrived, standing just outside her walkway. "Yeah well, I'll have to get back to you on that, Adrienne," I stammered nervously and started backing away. "I'm gonna get to work. I'll see you Monday."

Adrienne grinned. "Bye, Ben." She turned to jog off, but not before pausing to shimmy her beautiful butt at me.

I sighed at the mild arousal, but I pushed my emotions aside. 'Focus, Ben. You've got two hot girlfriends who love to screw your brains out. Don't do anything stupid.'

I focused. I had a job to do. I had a leaky pipe to fix.

But then I remembered Keira's last "leaky pipe". And I couldn't help but groan as the hormones coursed through my entire body.

The door swung open and there she was, the first woman of my life. Keira was just as beautiful as ever, her dark hair pulled back and pinned up which showed off her pretty face. And her light green eyes danced as she saw me. "Hi, Ben." You could hear the smile in her voice.

"Hello, Keira," I said warmly.

"Have you gotten taller?"

I grinned, happy that she noticed. "5'11" and a quarter." While my growth spurt had certainly slowed, I was still creeping upwards an eighth of an inch at a time. Automatically, we came together for a hug, but I made no move to kiss her. Belatedly, however, I realized that I was pressing my erection into her pelvis and I quickly backed away.

"Oh, sorry," I stammered.

"I still have that effect on you?" Keira blushed.

"Uh, apparently," I hedged. I wasn't sure if I'd gotten hard because of Adrienne, with her skimpy jogging outfit and her proposal for sex, or from Keira, with her grown-up beauty and the memory of "plugging her leak". Probably a little of both.

"Well, put it away," Keira teased, referring to my cock. Then she invited me in with a sweep of her arm. "As much as I would love to rehash old times, I'm a taken woman now. And I really do have a pipe leaking."

"Well, you know how good I am at plugging," I grinned, not able to help myself given how aroused I currently felt.

Keira giggled and put a hand over her mouth. "I remember your 'plugging' very well, Ben."

"And I'm pretty sure I've gotten even better since we were last together." I said with a touch of pride in my voice.

The beautiful brunette sighed with a wistful smile on her face, looking at me intently. "Maybe you'll show me someday. But not today, Ben. Not today."

Keira really did have a leaking pipe. When I got to her master bathroom there was a puddle of water leaking out from the sink cabinet and onto the tile. But the puddle wasn't very large and didn't seem to be growing at all.

I tested my theory by going to the faucet and turning it on. Sure enough, a few seconds later the puddle began to grow. And when I turned the faucet back off, the puddle stopped its forward motion.

"It's definitely in the drain assembly. Let's mop this up and then I'll check it out. Shouldn't be too difficult."

Ten minutes later, we got everything dried up and I found that there was a crack in the T-junction feeding the sink drain into the wall. Keira was fortunate that the leak was inside the bathroom, and not in the walls where it would have just collected and molded before anyone realized it. I would have to move the cabinet aside, cut open the wall, remove the current T-junction, and then patch everything back together. It wasn't overly difficult, but it would take the better part of a day. And I had to drive to Home Depot to get the parts.

Keira sighed when I explained all this to her, but she grinned happily when I told her I could do it myself without having to get a plumber. "I'll still pay you as much as I would a plumber, Ben. You deserve it."

"Thanks. Having two girlfriends can get really expensive," I drawled. Then an idea hit me and I smiled. "Or, I would just take a blowjob as payment."

Keira barked a laugh. We both knew I was joking. But then she sighed and looked longingly at my crotch. "Don't tease me, Ben."

Keira fed me lunch and we chatted during my breaks, catching up on all the things that had been going on in our lives. I'd seen very little of her since last summer, and there was a lot to say.

Stuart was still a workaholic, which was fine with Keira since she'd long learned to be independent and live her daily life without a man in it. They went on regular dates every week, but only met mid-week as needed. That sounded familiar to me and I easily explained my arrangement with Megan and Cassidy, ranging from our wonderful Monday fucking and studying sessions to our Friday forays into dating and romance.

Keira and Stuart still kept things pretty casual in that there were no discussions about moving in together or settling down. Right now, they filled a void in each other's lives for occasional companionship and romance without intruding into their individual plans for the future. Keira did tell me, however, that Stuart was a bit of an "old dog" in bed, unwilling to really learn new tricks. Selfishly, I hoped they would eventually tire of each other so that Keira would start fucking me again. I'd show her I was still willing to learn.

And I even told Keira about my relationship with Brandi. I instinctively knew she wouldn't become judgmental, which she didn't. She just listened and let me pour out all my conflicting emotions and guilt, and when I was done I felt as if a great weight had been lifted off my chest.

And then Keira confided something to me that she hadn't told anyone else. She'd started thinking about trying again for a real family. She'd just barely turned twenty-nine and had several more years to have children, so she wasn't in a rush. But she felt she had grieved enough for Colin and that it was time for her to re- start her life.

"Don't tell anyone, but I don't think Stuart is that kind of man for me. He's not the family-man type. And while I don't think I'm too old, I am running out of time, Ben. If I want a child by, say, 32, then I'd need to be pregnant around 31, which means I've only got two more years or so to find a man and fall in love enough to get married, and then get knocked up."

"I'd be happy to help you practice," I grinned.

Keira chuckled. "I'm sure you would." She sighed. "I really like Stuart. He's a wonderful companion and he's a decent man. He's just not the type to settle down and raise children with. So unfortunately, I don't think he's going to last much longer."

Feeling my hormones, I put my hand on her creamy thigh. "Does that mean you two aren't so serious anymore?"

"Don't, Ben," Keira firmly moved my hand away. "I'm still in a committed relationship."

"Okay, okay," I backed off. And then I said sincerely, "Just know that I'll always want you."

Keira sighed as her skin flushed with arousal. "Oh, Ben. Why couldn't you be ten years older?"

Between Adrienne's tease and just being around Keira for an entire day, I was feeling pretty wound up with horniness. It was a state of anxiousness that stayed with me through all of Sunday, keeping me just a bit jittery even though it was supposed to be a day of relaxation.

On Monday, I got to let out my pent-up frustrations.

"Fuck me! Harder! Oh, fuck! Deeper, Ben! Deeper! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh ... no! Dammit! Come back here!" Megan whined as my cock slipped out of her.

"Be right back, honey," I grinned as I slid two feet to the right and sank myself back into Cassidy's pussy. The two girls were kneeling side-by-side, their arms crossing to rub each other's clits while I switched back and forth, fucking my girlfriends from behind.

We played roulette-sex for another few minutes before Megan won out. Cassidy had been learning but Megan was by far the more sexually advanced of the two, and the petite brunette teen knew just how to squeeze her inner muscles to finish me off inside her.

"Yes! Yes! Cum in me, Ben!" Megan crooned.

Afterwards, Cassidy suggested that we all take a shower together. Megan just popped her head up and cheered, "Ooh! Shower sex!"

Giggling, we hopped over to the Master Bathroom to use Cassidy's parents' shower, which was big enough to hold all three of us. Happily, I got to be the meat in the sandwich. There are few things in this world more exciting than wrapping your arms around two wet, giggly teenagers and soaping up their breasts.

Tweaking nipples and rubbing clits soon got both girls quite aroused. Their moans of arousal were plenty enough to get me aroused. This of course led to having sex in a shower. At first, the girls wanted to experiment with rear entry while standing up, and I bent Megan forward while trying to slip my dick into her from behind.

The problem was, Megan was much shorter than me and while I tried to crouch down, the angles just didn't work at all. We actually got frustrated enough that Megan had to turn around and suck me to get me hard again for another attempt, after which she just gave up.

I wouldn't have it so I just spun my girlfriend around, picked her up in my arms with a burst of adrenaline, and slowly sank her light body down around my rod. She was wet enough and loosened up from our prior fucking to slowly get me inside her, despite the shower water washing away her natural lubrication. But then my arms started to tire and I had to lean her against the cold porcelain wall in order to get any leverage to actually fuck her.

It was awkward and uncomfortable, and we both gave up after a few minutes, me finally resigning myself to sitting down on the shower bench and letting Megan do all the work, and she finally brought herself off to a small climax.

Standing up again, Cassidy was teasing us for not being able to get the heights worked out. I got annoyed and then spun the taller redhead around, bending Cassidy's body forward, kicking her legs to the sides, and then dipping to bring my dick up and into line with her pussy.

Megan had her hand in Cassidy's crotch by now, rubbing her best friend's clit before taking my cockhead into hand and guiding it into Cassidy's folds while the three of us were still standing, and this time I was able to push inside a tight, wet pussy.

"Oh, FUCK, Ben..." Cassidy sighed as I buried myself in to the hilt. Even though she was about three inches shorter than me, with just a little bit of flex in my legs I was able to comfortably thrust in and out of her.

And as Megan moved over and pulled my face down for a kiss while continuing to rub her friend's pussy, I thought over how wonderful my relationships were with these girls. We began as platonic friends, getting to know one another on deeply personal levels and meeting each other's families. And now we were like friends with benefits, both girls exploring and experimenting with their sexuality, playfully finding out what turned them on.

I was literally in the best possible situation a teenager could want: TWO cute girls; freedom to be myself without worrying they would reject the "real me"; and horny, experimental sex partners willing to try just about anything. I had it made.

Leaning over Cassidy's ear, I smiled and asked, "Want to feel me cumming deep inside you?"

Cassidy wriggled her crotch at me and husked. "Do it! Shoot that hot, nasty jizz into my little pussy and maybe, just maybe, I can convince Megan to try eating it out of me."

Yeah, I didn't last very long after that.

"Heyyy, Ben," came the sultry, sweet voice from my left. I glanced over just in time to brace myself as Adrienne bumped her hip into mine, knocking me off balance for a brief second. The day was relatively warm for late February, and she was wearing a short summer skirt so sheer and loose it looked like a stiff breeze would blow it up and reveal her panties, if she was wearing any. Her top wasn't much more substantial, the scoop-neckline promising to reveal all of her tits if only she would lean forward.

My eyes did their yo-yo thing down to her tits and then back up to Adrienne's face as I answered, "Hey, Adrienne."

"Just out of Chemistry?" She asked. We'd just had our last periods of this Wednesday and were getting ready to head home.

"You remembered. I'm impressed. French, right?" I replied.

"Yep. Change your mind yet?"

"About what?"

Adrienne bumped her hip into me again. "YOU know. Do I gotta spell it out for you?"

I rolled my eyes, pretending I didn't understand.

"I want you to fuck my brains out, Ben," the gorgeous blonde said matter-of-factly.

My eyes went wide and I jerked down on Adrienne's arm. "Keep it down! One of Jake's friends might hear you. And even though I haven't done a damn thing, the entire football would kick my ass anyways!"

"Don't worry. I've done this before," she said in a 'well-duh' voice. And then she switched her tone to sweetly seductive. "Come on, Ben. Take me around the world? Jake would NEVER find out."

I stopped in my tracks. "You're not just teasing me, are you?" It was a statement, not a question.

"Nope. I've decided you're worth a try. Jake just isn't cutting it for me and while I still need him for arm candy, I'm being forced to look elsewhere to get the right buttons pushed. I'm not always a tease, Ben."

"And I'm taken. Happily."

"Come on, Ben. You've been drooling over me since we were kids," Adrienne's hazel eyes flashed as she tossed her golden hair over one shoulder and fixed me with the perfect seductive smile. Her hands slid up her torso. "Don't you want to know what these tits feel like? I've got the hottest, wettest pussy you can imagine, Ben. I can suck a golf ball through a garden hose. And I have the greatest orgasms when my man shoves his fat dick up my ass. I can go all day, Ben. Now, aren't you the least bit curious?"

My jaw quivered and if she kissed me right then, I would have dropped her to the ground and started fucking her right in front of the whole school. My cock was so hard I was sure it would bust right through the denim of my jeans. And I think I started drooling.

Just then, an arm slipped around mine as Megan wrapped me up and said, "Hey, baby!" She then turned to Adrienne and fixed the taller girl with a nasty glare. "Adrienne..." she growled while her eyes narrowed. Even though she was six inches shorter than the tall, blonde cheerleader, Megan wasn't intimidated in the slightest and she looked ready to start a spitting contest.

I couldn't help but notice that next to Adrienne in her attention-grabbing top and short skirt, Megan looked positively plain in a cheap T-shirt and jeans, standard attire for a typical high schooler. Adrienne, on the other hand, looked like she'd stepped off the pages of a travel bureau advertisement.

"Hmm," Adrienne just turned up her nose at my girlfriend, regarding her as not even worthy of a challenge. And then the tall blonde spun away. "Talk to you later, Ben," she called over her shoulder as she began to sashay down the hall, swinging her hips obviously to ensure I'd be staring at her ass.

And I was staring. So help me, even with my girlfriend clutching my arm, I still had Adrienne's words of seduction ringing through my head and I couldn't help but stare at that perfect ass and imagine running my dick in and out of those cheeks.

Megan slapped my arm. "Stop staring!"

I think I drooled. And in a caveman voice, I grunted, "Can't help it. I'm just a guy."

Megan reached her hand down and surreptitiously ran her fingers over the bulge in my jeans, as big of an erection as I'd ever had in my life. She then sighed and wrapped her arms more tightly around my elbow. "C'mon Ben. We're gonna find Cassidy and then you're gonna get that midweek fucking you've always been wanting."

I love Wednesdays. Well, I loved THAT Wednesday. Megan and Cassidy decided to cleanse my head of Adrienne by fucking any possible trace of lust out of my body.

The girls gave me a tandem blowjob, licking up both sides of my dick and switching back and forth between who was on my shaft and who was on my balls. We ended with me spurting into Cassidy's mouth, her swallowing it all down even though she didn't like the taste just to show me how much she loved me.

The girls then lay me on my back and then each rode me until I spunked inside their pussies, all the while reminding me that I was THEIR boyfriend and that they didn't want to share me with ANYBODY.

And then, even though I'd already cum three times, Cassidy sucked me back to life and then fed me into Megan's lubricated asshole, where I reamed out my girlfriend before busting my nut into the depths of her bowels.

And to finish things off, the girls put me in the shower and together, they lathered me up and massaged my weary muscles. I even managed to get one more erection from their tender caresses, and this time it was Megan who swallowed what was left of my spending.

By the time I got home, even the bones in my body were limp. I don't think I've ever gone to sleep that early before.

MARCH 2001, JUNIOR YEAR

Turned out, I enjoyed the following Wednesday as well. Seriously, Wednesdays are AWESOME.

It started off like any other day. I drove to school a chatty Brooke, who could talk for hours and hours without me even pretending to listen

At school, I cracked jokes with Kenny and Daniel in between periods. I stole kisses and copped feels of my girlfriends. And I listened to the rumor mill spinning new stories about who was crushing on who.

At the end of the day, I kissed my girlfriends goodbye and stridently wished Friday would come sooner. And then I drove home a chatty Brooke, who continued jibber-jabbering as if no time had elapsed.

What was so great about Wednesday began when the phone rang. As eldest child in the house, it was my duty to answer it.

At first, I moaned. Eden and Emma had recently gotten sucked into some lame Disney Channel afternoon show and once they got control of the TV remote, I never had the heart to remove it from them. I always had a soft spot for my baby sisters.

But figuring the call might be from one of my girlfriends, or even one of my guy friends, I got up and went to the cordless handset. Sure enough, Emma pounced on the remote and changed the channel the second I got up.

Shaking my head, I answered the phone and said, "Hello?"

"Hi, Ben..." Keira sighed into the line. She sounded rather upset. "Ah, I broke up with Stuart on Saturday. I asked him if he wanted to get married someday and have kids and he told me he didn't."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Keira HAD pretty much told me she wasn't expecting Stuart to be the settling-down type. I was more sad just because of the pain in Keira's voice.

"Ben, uh, do you think you can come over for a bit? I, uh, I'll get you home before dinner. But ... uh-"

I interrupted before she could ramble any further. "I'll be right there," I promised. I would move Heaven and Earth for Keira McNeil. If she wanted a shoulder to cry on then I wanted to be that shoulder.

Ten seconds later, I poked my head into Brooke's room and informed her that I was going out and that she was in charge. My little sister just shrugged and I headed out the door.

As usual, it was a short walk to Keira's house. I'd barely rung the bell when the door swung open and there she stood, the beautiful older woman who'd introduced me to the wonderful world of sex. And even though she had tears in her eyes, she was just as pretty as ever.

"Hi, Ben," Keira looked at me blearily through moist eyes. It was automatic for me to open my arms, and the lovely brunette stepped forward to let me envelope her in a warm hug. Good lord she smelled good, and for a moment I felt the urge to turn her head and kiss her. Old habits.

But I restrained myself and settled for a peck to her cheek before she stood back and welcomed me inside. I took in her appearance, as she was comfortably clad in her usual white V-necked shirt and short shorts, both of which I had fond memories of removing from her luscious body. Whether an appropriate mood or not, I felt a tingling in my crotch.

Without a word, we went into the living room and then sat down together on the couch. Keira stayed silent, merely sighing as she leaned against me and once again let me wrap her up in my arms.

We simply cuddled for a few long minutes while Keira shuddered from time to time. But eventually, she managed to work things out and she pulled back just enough to turn her gaze to mine. "I feel so silly," she said softly. "We broke up four days ago. I was just FINE. I knew what I wanted for my future and he couldn't give it to me. So we split up and I was perfectly comfortable with that."

I stayed silent and slowly stroked Keira's back, caressing her tenderly.

"It wasn't until this morning that it hit me," she continued, her voice cracking. "Stuart's GONE. Almost a year of my life down the drain."

"Not even seven months," I shook my head. "That's hardly a year."

"Whatever. I'll be thirty soon and still be single. It's just another FAILED relationship. I'M a failure."

"You're not a failure," I disagreed immediately. "And from what you told me about him and why you got together in the first place, it wasn't even a failed relationship. You didn't want anything serious at the time. HE didn't want anything serious. You both got the relationship you wanted. No failures. And in time, you changed your mind about what you wanted and you need to go looking for a different guy for that."

Keira smiled wryly at me. "When did you get so philosophical about romance?"

I shrugged. "Brandi had the remote control half the time, so I was stuck watching whatever sappy shows she was watching. And the girls at school talk about this stuff all the time." I grinned. "I'm the nice guy. I listen."

Keira chuckled again and then put her head back on my shoulder. She cradled herself against the crook of my neck and hummed with satisfaction. "It feels so good to have you holding me, Ben," she sighed. "I missed this."

I smiled, feeling her cuddling warmth. "Me, too."

"Not missing it too much. YOU still have two girlfriends to cuddle with," she chuckled.

For some reason, a line Adrienne had mentioned came into my head. And quite sincerely I told Keira, "Two of them don't add up to one of you."

She pulled her head away. "Don't say that. They're your girlfriends, Ben."

I smiled. "It's no slight against them. Megan and Cassidy are wonderful. I enjoy what we have for now. But seriously, I'm sixteen. I can't marry BOTH of them and eventually, we'll split up as we grow up. But you're just that much more important to me than they are. You will forever be my first, Keira."

She smiled and then leaned up to peck my cheek before returning her head to my shoulder as she began running her hand over my chest. The idle dragging of her fingers slowly pressed down until she was actually rubbing my pectoral muscle, and subconsciously I tightened it beneath her hand.

Keira giggled as she snuggled tighter into me. "You know, Ben, cuddling with you isn't the only thing I miss."

"Oh?"

"No." Keira's hand began tracing lower down my chest towards my navel, and as I glanced down at her I saw that the top of her robe had parted just a bit, affording me a nice view of her plunging V-neck and the creamy swells of her breasts. I started to harden up again, just in time for Keira's hand to move over my crotch. "I missed this too," she said, patting my bulge.

I gulped with mingled anticipation and uncertainty. She HAD stopped the physical side of our relationship, but that was out of loyalty to Stuart. Now that he was out of the picture, were "we" back on? I didn't want to jump to conclusions, but I could sure hope.

Keira's voice dropped to a husk while her hand began to stroke along my crotch, my prick slowly growing in my jeans at a rather awkward angle. "You're bigger than Stuart, did I ever tell you that?"

"Uh, no," I grunted and then winced as I felt the restrictive denim not quite allowing me the freedom of motion I would have wanted.

Keira read the tension in my face and deftly, with one hand, she popped open my fly and slid her hand beneath the waistband of both my jeans and shorts, having just enough room to grab my cock and aim it back up towards my bellybutton. I sighed happily as this new direction felt much less painful.

And as soon as I felt my face relax with that pleasant little release from pain, Keira made me tighten up again as she tightened her grip around the shaft, squeezing gently. I groaned at the pleasure as she began stroking me, thrilled to be starting back down the path of sexuality with my older and no less beautiful first lover. And yet I wanted even more.

Of like mind, Keira slipped off the couch and moved to her knees in front of me. I let a happy grin come over my face as she leaned in to unzip me. And then she was pulling my cock through the flap of my boxers while she husked, "I missed having you in my mouth, Ben. Sometimes when I was sucking Stuart, I would close my eyes and imagine it was you. You have such a beautiful cock, Ben. Did you know that?"

Actually, I did. Dayna Evans had been quite insistent on that assessment, and I grinned at the memory of the 18-year-old blonde hottie. Not for the first time I wondered: Which young woman was the bigger cumslut? Either way, the 29- year-old brunette was the one currently taking my dick into her mouth, and I sagged into the couch as I felt my thick column of manmeat being surrounded by the warm wetness of Keira's mouth.

"Oh, baby," I groaned.

"Mmm ... I MISSED doing this to you, Ben," Keira moaned around my cock with her eyes closed. She savored my dick as if it were the most wonderful food she had ever tasted, and I felt her tongue rubbing the underside of my shaft while she slowly moved her head up and down, swallowing me until my head nudged against her throat before she pulled back until just the crown was still inside her lips.

There was something nostalgic about the way Keira was blowing me. We'd actually been apart now for longer than we'd originally been screwing, and yet it was as if no time had passed at all. She fell right back into the same rhythms she'd used with me back when I was remodeling her house. And I remembered the old pleasures as I held her head in my hands. "So good, baby," I groaned. "Suck me. Suck me."

She moaned in answer and sucked me harder. It was so good and the mental high of knowing Keira McNeil was giving me a blowjob again had me at the peak of pleasure in just a few short minutes.

"Oh Keira," I gasped. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum in your mouth!"

"Gimme!" she mumbled around my cock. "Gimme your cum!" Her right hand squeezed tightly around my shaft and started jacking me upwards, and I felt the air leave my lungs as I literally stopped breathing to cum. My abs contracted, my hips shuddered, and several gobs of searing hot jism flew out of me to splatter inside Keira's mouth.

The beautiful adult brunette groaned happily and began swallowing me down. And after the first few shots I started gasping for oxygen again while I let her squeeze the rest out of me. My hips bucked again and again, dry heaving even after I no longer had any more cum to give.

When we were done, I was panting, she was panting, and we both had goofy grins on our faces. One drop had leaked down her chin, and when I pointed it out, Keira's green eyes sparkled and she scooped it up with one finger before popping it into her mouth. "Mmm ... thank you, Ben. I needed that."

I panted softly and let my eyes wander over her body. From her kneeling position, the neckline of her shirt fell away to give me a few extra inches of cleavage to ogle, and I hungrily devoured her with my gaze. And in a teasing voice I said, "Well, I'm sure there are other things I can do to make you feel better right now."

Both her eyebrows went up, and with a saucy grin Keira got to her feet and put her hands to her shorts, unbuttoning them and pushing both them and her panties down her shapely thighs. "Have you been practicing what I taught you, Ben?"

I hungrily drank in all her exposed skin while my eyes went straight to her naked pussy, topped with neatly trimmed dark hair. I nodded slowly, "I'm told I'm getting even better."

Keira shivered and cooed, "Oooh ... show me."

I smiled as we switched places, Keira flopping to a seated position while I spun around and knelt between her spread legs. And then I proceeded to remind my sexual teacher that the student was quickly becoming a master.

I'd forgotten some of Keira's specific love buttons, the little quirks and techniques that she loved the most. But there's something to be said for lots of practice and lots of variety. Dawn and Dayna had taught me a lot. I experimented enough with Megan, Cassidy, and Brandi to figure out even more. And when it came to Keira McNeil, I held nothing back. She deserved the best, and she GOT the best. It's just karma. She'd done such a great thing for me back in the beginning and she was reaping the rewards of her good work.

Keira reaped the rewards three times before I finally got up. By that time, she'd stripped off her shirt and bra, and one of her orgasms came on my fingers while I leaned up and suckled on a full breast. The last one was with three of my fingers stretching her pussy while my teeth grazed against her clit almost painfully. And while she was still screaming out that third climax, I dropped my jeans and boxers to my ankles and buried my prick into her steaming snatch.

She had a fourth orgasm less than thirty seconds later.

I held nothing back for this fuck. There was no second girl waiting for her turn, so I didn't need to pace myself. I just let fly with every ounce of energy and desire I had for this beautiful young lady.

"Fuck me, Ben! Fuck me!"

I did just that.

"Pound me, Ben! Harder! Fill me with your big, teenaged cock!"

I pounded her even harder.

"Aauugh! Fuck ME! FUCK ME! AAAAHHH!"

Keira's latest climax triggered mine. And then my grunting was joining her yelling as I slammed myself all the way inside her clenching pussy and expelled all my liquid desire into the roiling maelstrom inside her.

And even then we weren't done. Wanting to show off for Keira, I scooped my arms beneath her shoulders and hoisted her up and into my lap. Then after a pause to balance myself, I stood up straight, wrapping her legs around my waist while my cock stayed imbedded inside her. And after a couple of brief kicks to get my jeans and boxers off my ankles, I carried Keira into her bedroom.

"You're getting so BIG, Ben," Keira sighed as I easily supported her. Her hand rubbed the muscles of my shoulders. Fucking is VERY good for muscle tone.

Upon arrival, I threw Keira onto her back across the bed and only then pulled my half-hard dick free of her sodden pussy. Then I quickly moved to kneel beside her head so she could take me in her mouth, savoring both our flavors on my shaft, and so we could get ready for rounds 2 and 3 and whatever beyond.

There was plenty of time before dinner.

"My mom is gonna kill me," I grimaced as I tried to hop back into my jeans. "She doesn't care WHAT I do after school as long as I get my homework done and I get home ON TIME."

"You've still got three minutes, Ben," Keira said soothingly while wrapping her robe tighter around her body. She wasn't wearing anything beneath it and the hard nubs of her nipples were poking out. My dick was still hard and I was sorely tempted to go for another round, consequences be damned.

"Stop it," Keira scolded, seeing where my eyes were going and covering herself with her arms. "Go, go."

"Can I see you tomorrow?" I asked hopefully while I hunted for my shoes. Tomorrow was a Thursday and I had no plans.

Keira sighed. "Ben, we shouldn't."

I frowned. "Why not?"

"I want to," she began and then paused.

I arched an eyebrow. "But..."

"I told you, Ben. I know what I want for my future now. Stuart couldn't give it to me, and neither can you. We can't keep doing this. If I get too comfortable having you around, I'll never put in the effort I need to really go out there and find the family I really want."

THAT sure made my erection deflate. And my face reflected my dick's disappointment.

"Oh, don't be sad Ben. I'm not getting married yet!" She smiled at me.

"So ... maybe we can get together? Sometime?"

"Maybe," she laughed and pushed me towards the door. "Now GO!"

I turned and ran outside. I JUST might make it back in time.

The house was quiet when I slipped inside. I smelled food coming from the kitchen and checked my watch. Mom always started dinner promptly at 6:30pm, but it was already 6:32pm. I was late.

Quietly, I padded down the hallway towards the dining room. I only got halfway before Brooke stepped out in front of me, folding her arms over her chest. "You're late."

For a moment I was ready to panic, but then my brain caught up. "Hey, you're not at the table either."

Brooke sighed. "You're lucky mom's running behind schedule today."

Then Brooke's evil grin spread across her face. "Of course, I could tell her that you got home late, too."

Blackmail. Ooh, why did little sisters have to be such devils?

I grimaced but then Brooke's face softened. "Relax. I won't tattle. But you still owe me."

I rolled my eyes. "Add it to my tab."

Brooke smirked and then took a big sniff of the air, her cute nose wrinkling. "You smell funny, Ben."

I shrugged and just pushed past her for the stairs. Maybe I could take a quick shower or at least put on some deodorant. But just as I was passing my sister she jerked and grabbed my elbow.

Brooke took another sniff and then it hit her, realization spreading quickly across her face. Her eyebrows furrowed and she tilted her head down. "You've been having SEX! But your car is still here!" she hissed, her eyes whirling.

I looked down at her in surprise that I'd been caught, and my little sister's gaze darted back and forth in my eyes.

"Who was it?" Brooke interrogated.

"Don't know what you're talking about," I said brusquely and pushed past her.

"Ben, please?" Brooke's voice was quiet as she held onto my arm. "I swear I won't tell. I just want to know. It wasn't Megan or Cassidy, was it?"

"I can't tell you. It's a secret."

"Are you cheating on them?"

"No! Well, not exactly." I squirmed. I'd made the decision to myself that people like Keira, Dawn, and Brandi weren't cheating. Not to me. But there was still a little guilt in the back of my head.

"But you're having sex with someone who isn't one of your girlfriends," she narrowed her eyes.

"I had sex with Brandi, too. She's my sister. That's not cheating." I shrugged.

"I'm your sister. So you'd be okay having sex with me? It wouldn't be cheating either, Ben." Brooke asked softly and pulled on my arm to bring me a little closer.

"No!" I hissed and backed off. I wanted nothing more than to get away from this conversation.

"You owe me, Ben. When are you going to teach me about sex stuff?"

Exasperated, I sighed, "When you're older!"

"Promise?"

"Sure." At least it gave me lots of time to fend her off. Older? Yeah, like when she was thirty.

"Okay," Brooke grinned happily and finally released my arm. "Now go take a shower or something. You don't want Mom smelling you."

I sighed with relief and headed up the stairs. I'd just survived a major scare. Brooke had the potential to blow my old affair with Keira wide open. But our secret was safe.

Or so I thought.

"Heyyy, Ben," came the sultry, sweet voice from my left. I glanced over just in time to brace myself as Adrienne bumped her hip into mine, knocking me off balance for a brief second. Today she wore a hip-hugging skirt that ended several inches above her knees, pushing the boundaries of the school dress code. Up top, she wore a white, short-sleeved mock turtle. But despite the collar, there was a wide semi-circle opening in the top to draw one's focus to her bare cleavage, and the material was skin-tight enough to prove her tits were very big and very round.

My eyes did their yo-yo thing down to her tits and then back up to Adrienne's face as I answered, "Hey, Adrienne." My voice was a little wary. Each time Adrienne had stopped by to chat with me she'd gotten progressively bolder and bolder, flat out telling me she wanted me to screw her brains out.

But this time, Adrienne just kept her distance and giggled. "Relax Ben, I'm not trying to seduce you. Not right now, at least. I just need a favor."

Not yet believing her, I replied with a cautious, "Oh?"

Adrienne nodded. "Could you give me a ride home today?"

"Oh, uh," I stammered, trying to think of a way out of it. "I dunno if that's a good idea."

"C'mon, Ben," the gorgeous blonde cheerleader pouted. "You can't leave me stranded here."

"What's wrong with your car?"

"Oh," Adrienne looked off while twirling her hair with a finger. "It's in the shop."

In the back of my head, I KNEW something was off. My brain was working overtime trying to analyze the situation. "How'd you get here then?" Surely whatever ride brought her could also take her home.

Adrienne shrugged and looked honestly into my eyes. "My dad dropped me off on the way into work. I told him I'd find a way home since he never leaves the office before like 9 or 10pm."

I winced, trying to think of a way out of the situation. For some reason, I knew spending any time alone with Adrienne would get me into trouble. But I couldn't think of a good reason since she DID live on the same street. And after all, Brooke would be in the car with us. What was the worst that could happen?

So wanting to maintain my nice guy reputation, I shrugged and said, "Sure. Meet me after school."

Adrienne giggled and bounced back. "See you later ... stud."

"Mmmmmmph!" Cassidy pulled back and smiled at me. "I got plans for you tomorrow, Ben."

Before I could answer, Megan was in my arms to give me her goodbye kiss.

"Mmmmmmph!" Megan backed her lips away from mine and grinned. "Me, too."

"Ooh! Do I get a kiss, too?" Adrienne's voice cut in from the left and both my girlfriends turned to glare at her.

Adrienne was already laughing and holding her hands up. "Just kidding, just kidding."

Neither Megan nor Cassidy looked like they believed her. Megan even spat, "What's SHE doing here?"

"Relax, relax," the gorgeous blonde tried to placate the two other girls. "I asked Ben to give me a ride home. My car is in the shop and we DO live on the same street."

Megan arched an eyebrow, just like I did. "And how did you get here?"

Adrienne explained about her dad and Megan pinched her lips together in mild frustration. But just then, Brooke bounced up and looked at us four older kids. "We going now?" my little sister asked.

I shrugged to my girlfriends and patted Brooke's shoulder. "Yeah, we're going. We just need to drop off Adrienne on the way."

Brooke shrugged. "Whatever."

Megan and Cassidy seemed to calm down knowing Brooke was with us. But they both stepped in to give me firm kisses and then glared at Adrienne, marking their territory as it was. And then with wary looks in the eyes of my girlfriends, we all split off and headed for our cars.

The ride home was ... interesting. Being just a lowly freshman, Brooke seemed to be thrilled that one of the most popular girls in school was in the car with us; and she chatted incessantly with Adrienne the entire way home. They talked about boys and clothes and classes and Adrienne genuinely took an interest in my little sister, who was fawning all over her like an adoring fan.

I stayed silent and just drove.

But just as we turned onto our street, Adrienne piped up and asked, "Brooke, do you mind if we drop you off first? Ben and I need to talk privately." Adrienne flashed me a mysterious look.

"Sure! Sure!" Brooke replied, eager to please. And just then, we pulled up outside our house and with a nagging warning in the back of my head, I pulled over to the side to let my sister out.

From the front passenger seat, as Brooke turned to unbuckle her seatbelt, she gave me a wry smile and waggled her eyebrows at me. It was as if she was saying, 'So THIS is who you were fucking yesterday afternoon.' It would explain why I hadn't needed a car.

I shot Brooke a warning glare in response, trying to convey with my eyes that I'd explain later. But she just grinned and started getting out of the car. "I'll see you at school tomorrow, Adrienne?"

"You bet!" The gorgeous blonde in my backseat grinned.

Brooke happily skipped up to the front door, firmly believing she was making friends with Miss Popular.

"Your sister is very cute," Adrienne commented. "She should join the JV cheerleaders."

"Maybe," I grunted as I shifted the car back into gear for the short hop to Adrienne's.

Already, she'd pulled a remote out of her bag and was leaning over the seat. "Just park in the garage."

"Huh?" I'd thought I was just dropping her off.

"Park. In. The. Garage." Her tone was a command and without realizing it, I was already turning into the driveway and moving up into the available space in the 2- car garage.

It wasn't until I was already inside and Adrienne was closing the garage door behind us that I noticed the other car, a cherry red Mustang convertible. "Hey, isn't that your car?"

"Yes."

"You said it was in the shop!"

"I lied."

"Adrienne!" I started to panic as my mind started racing. I wanted to shift the car into gear and back out, but the garage door was already closed, sealing me in. "What's going on?"

"You're coming inside with me," Adrienne said matter of factly as she got out of the back seat. "Turn off the engine, Ben."

"Open the garage door!" I barked back.

Adrienne sighed and folded her arms beneath her breasts. "Turn off the engine or I'll tell the police that you've been banging Miss McNeil."

My eyes popped wide open in shock and Adrienne circled around the front of the car. I'd had the windows down to let in the breeze and she simply leaned in my window, reached around the steering wheel, and switched off the ignition. That also put her tits right in my face and I couldn't help but stare, ogling the skin of her breasts, smelling her perfume, and feeling my jeans get a little tighter. Adrienne then pulled away and stood up, my car keys in her hand as she calmly sashayed into the house.

Stuck in Adrienne Dennis' garage with no car keys, I didn't have much choice but to follow her inside.

Perhaps I would have been better off in the car.

The first thing I saw on the floor just inside the door were Adrienne's strappy heels. No big deal. But just three feet past them was a very sheer, white satin thong. And from the way it reflected the light, it appeared to be moist.

Then in the hallway was Adrienne's skirt. I found myself following the trail of clothing, leaving them where they lay, and just past the skirt was Adrienne's white shirt. I followed along and then at the doorway to a bedroom was a lacey white bra, the cups looking humungous.

I paused in the hallway and found that I was breathing hard. My chest was rising and falling dramatically and my heart was pounding. I stared at the bra on the floor, knowing exactly what it meant. Just a few feet away, I could stand in the doorway to Adrienne's bedroom and see her waiting for me completely naked.

It was simultaneously thrilling and frightening. The thrill was obvious. Adrienne was the most gorgeous girl I'd ever met. She had a face that would make models jealous, tits as big as Dayna's, if not bigger, and a slender body with tight ass that seemed better suited to comic books than real human beings. And she wanted to FUCK me.

I wanted to. Oh how I'd wanted to for a LONG time, since I first grew hair on my balls. But I had girlfriends. They might understand Brandi. They might even understand Keira. But there was no way in hell they would understand Adrienne. I knew that for a FACT.

I knew I shouldn't go into the bedroom. Even without my car keys, I could just walk out the door and run home. She couldn't keep my car hostage forever, could she? I could tell Megan and Cassidy EXACTLY what happened. They'd understand. They might even be proud of me for walking away.

'Don't do it, Ben. Don't do it. Don't do it. Don't do it.'

I had to walk away.

But I didn't.

I took three steps forward, leaned down and picked up the bra. My eyes bugged out when I saw the 36E tag. Shit, she WAS bigger than Dayna. And only 16. With such a tiny waist and hips, it just didn't seem FAIR. And then my eyes went up and I saw the goddess in all her naked glory, stretched out across a bed adorned with pink sheets, her golden hair a bright halo around her head.

Yeah, right, like I was looking at her head. My eyes were on those TITS. Good fucking lord they were fabulous. And as she lifted one knee into the air, spreading her thighs, I saw that the pink of her bare-shaven pussy was even brighter than the bedsheets.

"Took you long enough," Adrienne said in a low, sultry voice.

Even as I ogled her fantastic naked body, my conscience made one last desperate attempt. I gulped and pleaded, "Adrienne, I can't do this."

"Sure you can. Insert tab A into slot B. And then take me to Heaven," she sighed rapturously.

My arm shaking, I held out my hand. "Please, Adrienne. Give me my keys."

She lifted a hand, twirling my keys around her finger. "These? Why don't you come over here and get them."

Setting my jaw, I tried to focus on the keys and avoid looking at her naked body as I approached the bed. I certainly wanted to keep ogling her, but the more I did the more I felt my resolve crumbling. Adrienne seemed to realize what I was doing as she brought the keys down and held them directly between her breasts, forcing me to stare at them.

Instead, I shifted my gaze to her face and stood beside her head. "The keys, Adrienne."

The gorgeous blonde pouted and rolled her hazel eyes up to me. "You're no fun," she whined and handed the keys over. I snatched them and visibly relaxed. I'd go open the garage door, back my car out, and pretend this never happened. I turned to go back towards Adrienne's bedroom door.

"I WILL go to the police about Miss McNeil, Ben." Her voice was cold.

I froze halfway through my turn. I'd almost forgotten about that part. Still with my torso turned away from her, I rotated my head back. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Adrienne propped herself up on one elbow, her massive tits jiggling slightly while her pink nipples were hard enough to cut glass. Despite the decidedly unsexy subject matter of police, Adrienne was still very turned on. Her gaze was cool as she said matter-of-factly, "I saw you two yesterday. And I saw you a few times before that. Pretty friendly greetings at the door, wouldn't you say?"

I shrugged, playing dumb. "I do handywork around her house. Remodeled some of her rooms."

"Yes. And I'll bet that's not all the work you do for her. She's a very pretty woman, Ben."

I shook my head. "You're wrong. She's just my neighbor."

"You're not a very good liar, Ben." Adrienne looked at me coldly now. "And I WILL tell the police. You're sixteen. That's statutory *."

"They'd never believe you."

Adrienne shrugged, which set her tits to wobbling again. "Doesn't matter. The accusation would be enough. Put the spotlight on her. Launch an investigation. Your Mom would never let you see her again."

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, wincing in defeat. I hung my head. "Why are you doing this?"

"I don't want to tell anybody. Not my style. But I will, if that's what it takes to get what I want." She looked at me with superior triumph in her eyes.

"And what do you want, Adrienne?"

"You really are dense, aren't you, Ben? I thought I made that clear. I want YOU."

"Why me? You can have any guy you want. A guy who's willing."

Adrienne shrugged. "You intrigue me. A year ago, you were just a short, skinny, ordinary boy. But you grew up. You got handsome. And you have a ... a presence ... about you. There's a confidence in the way you walk nowadays. You're getting laid, Ben. You're doing it very well. And the girls you do it with a VERY appreciative. And while Jake is better-looking and more popular than you, he's a lousy lay."

"He's YOUR boyfriend."

She smiled predatorily. "I keep him for the popularity. I intend to keep YOU for the sex."

I looked down at my crotch. Despite Adrienne's beauty and nudity, I wasn't very hard. Being blackmailed and having a woman as special to me as Keira threatened wasn't exactly arousing. "I don't think I'm going to be much use to you in that department. The situation is a bit of a turn-off."

"You let me worry about getting you hard. I'm very talented at it," Adrienne grinned and let her tongue lick across her lip. Immediately, I felt an extra twinge in my crotch.

"Even if I fuck you, it won't be that good. Not if I'm being coerced."

"It'd better be, Ben. I want 100% or Miss McNeil's face will be all over the Orange County Register," she warned.

I winced at the thought of Keira's face in the newspaper and felt myself going soft again.

"But don't worry about that, Ben," Adrienne's voice turned honey sweet and I looked up at her. She let her hands cup her own breasts and then run down her torso, one hand dipping between her legs to push two fingers inside her own pussy. "I'm a very good motivator."

With that, Adrienne brought up the fingers to her own mouth, the digits glistening with moisture that she licked off while fixing her hazel-eyed gaze right on me. My jaw dropped and I closed my eyes for a moment.

I WANTED to fuck Adrienne. I did. And now I had an excuse. It wasn't really my fault, was it? I couldn't let Keira end up in jail over me, could I? So fucking Adrienne was actually the RIGHT thing to do, wasn't it? It was the lesser of two evils.

I sighed. "You swear you won't rat out Miss McNeil?"

Adrienne sat up, realizing that things were going her way. "I swear."

I felt my cock getting harder. "You won't tell my girlfriends?"

"I won't," Adrienne nodded. "Whether your conscience will let you keep it a secret is up to you."

I sighed as I took stepped towards the bed. "I'm going to hell."

Adrienne giggled as she reached her hands out to me and started lifting my shirt over my head. "But it's going to feel SOOO good getting there."

She was incredible.

She was abso-friggin-nymphomaniacally-incredible.

After stripping my shirt, the gorgeous blonde 16-year-old with firm E-cup tits rolled me onto my back across the bed and shoved her tongue into my mouth. She tasted spicy and sweet at the same time, and I felt a crackle of electricity zap my lips as we began to devour each other. Meanwhile, her hands scrabbled for mine, pulling my palms over her tits and clamping them down so that I was squeezing her boobs harshly. And once I got my paws on those incredible globes, I was completely lost.

I didn't matter anymore that she'd threatened to accuse Keira of statutory *. I didn't matter anymore that I had two amazing girlfriends. I was no longer being coerced. I WANTED to fuck Adrienne.

But I was still a little pissed off at being manipulated and trapped like this. Adrenaline pumped through my veins and I was flushed with a fierce energy. And all at once, I took charge.

My hands left Adrienne's tits and seized her thin shoulders. She felt light as a rag doll as I suddenly pushed, flipping us over so that I was on top. Adrienne squealed as I rolled us, her sound cut off when I shoved my tongue back into her mouth, muffling her into a low, erotic moan.

Her hands were scrabbling at my jeans now, tugging and opening in a hurry and yet with coordinated expertise. Once she got them unfastened, I rolled away to shuck them off me and dropped my socks and shoes to leave me fully naked. Then immediately, I got back to my knees and yanked Adrienne's body around to place her face in front of my erection.

"Suck me, bitch," I growled.

Hungrily, Adrienne just opened her mouth and dove forward, sucking on my dick with two long head bobs before she relaxed her throat and then took me all the way inside, pushing forward until her puffy lips were wrapped around the base of my shaft. Through blonde bangs, she rolled her hazel eyes up to me, simultaneously looking for approval and twinkling with pride.

I grinned and then leaned forward with my hips, cramming even more meat into her before she backed off to take a breath and then repeat the maneuver.

I let Adrienne blow me for a few minutes while I mapped out what I wanted to do to her. Adrienne wanted me to fuck her brains out? Well, I'd FUCK HER BRAINS OUT. I'd fuck her throat. I'd fuck her cunt. And then I'd fuck her ass.

I take her from every direction and I wouldn't let up until she begged for me to stop. I'd whip the bitch into submission. I'd make her wish she never tried seducing me in the first place. I'd make her wish she never threatened me with blackmail. All-Day Adrienne? We'd see if she could keep up with ME.

I flopped onto my back and then pulled Adrienne's naked crotch over my face while still leaving my dick within reach. She was only an inch shorter than me and so we fit nicely in a sixty-nine, and I proceeded to give the slutty blonde the tongue-lashing of her young life.

I pulled every trick I knew. I licked, I vibrated my tongue, I sucked on her clit. I crammed fingers into her snatch, I popped fingers into her ass, and I ate Adrienne out with a fury. I didn't just want to make her cum. I wanted to make her cum HARD.

But it was rather difficult to do, since I was continually being quite distracted. At the other end, Adrienne seemed to take my oral attention as a challenge, because she was giving me the blowjob of my life. And every time I started to push her towards a spectacular climax, she would do this thing with her throat muscles that threatened to make me pop my load well before I wanted.

Finally, I decided to just give in. I'd held out for a good ten minutes, and if I concentrated on it I could probably hold out even longer. But sometimes success requires a few sacrifices along the way. So the next time Adrienne did that throat thing, I just grunted and let my semen fly.

Her whole body jerked when I erupted in her mouth. I think she was expecting me to hold back again because she gagged, letting my cum dribble out of her mouth and back down around my shaft to form globs in my pubic hair. But quicker than I would have expected, she recovered and swallowed down the rest of my heavy load. Then once my dick stopped spurting, she still bent her head down to lick up everything she'd originally missed.

I'd continued softly licking at her snatch while she slurped up all my jizz, just enough to keep her buzzing but not enough to push her over the edge. Adrienne perhaps thought I was tiring because once she was done with my cock, she dismounted my face and turned around, grinning and saying, "Looks like I win. You're not all tha-AH!"

Her last word jumped into a scream when I tackled her. And before she realized it, I'd spread Adrienne's thighs and once again buried my face in her crotch, cramming two fingers into her cunt and another into her ass. And less than three seconds later, she detonated.

"FUUUUUUCK!!!" Adrienne screamed while her whole body convulsed erratically. Ten minutes of being kept on the edge of orgasm had her primed and ready to go. And as I bore down with tongue and lips and fingers I didn't give her even time to breathe before the second climax hit her as well.

"Oh, shit. Oh, shit! Ben! What the fuck are you doing to me? Ugh! Ugh! UNNGH!!!" She grunted as she thrust her tits into the air. I started shaking my head side-to-side, abusing her clit and pushing her to higher and higher levels of ecstasy. Adrienne arched her back so high that she was balanced on the top of her head, with her neck and shoulders and torso elevated completely off the bed.

When she finally collapsed, she was panting and gasping for breath while her body went limp. "Oh, gawd ... oh, gawd..."

Still, I wouldn't let up. I twisted my hand around, palm upward while I started curling my two fingers one after the other, searching for and quickly locating her G-spot, which started Adrienne into fresh shudders.

"No..." she pleaded. "No wait! Lemme breathe ... I can't breathe..."

I ignored her and kept stroking while I reached up with my left hand, grabbing a swollen tit and pinching on the nipple.

"Ben ... please ... please ... Oh, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!!" Adrienne screamed as she came for the third time in what felt like less than a minute. Her hips launched off the bed and against my head, pushing with enough force that I felt like my neck would snap. And then right in my face, her pussy squirted and I blinked my eyes closed just before the wet liquid splashed against my nose, the smell and taste of Adrienne's orgasmic nectar only serving to heighten my arousal.

I hadn't gone all that soft after blowing down her throat. Watching and listening to Adrienne's moaning and whimpering had gotten me hard again. And hearing her pleading for mercy was just icing on the cake. I was hard. And I was gonna fuck her lights out. They say you can't * the willing. Well, I was gonna try.

Adrienne was still screaming in that third orgasm when I wiped my face with the back of my hand and moved myself up between her thighs. I grabbed Adrienne's ankles and bent them backwards, folding the leggy blonde in half as I brought my dick into position.

The instant my mushroom head started to open her folds, Adrienne's mouth dropped open and the sexpot teenager suddenly pleaded, "No, Ben! Not yet! I can't take it! Please! Lemme breathe! Not yet!"

With a wickedly evil grin that would have rivaled anything Brooke had recently flashed me, I ignored her and lunged my hips forward. My angry cock battered apart Adrienne's flushed labia as I burrowed down, slamming myself all the way into her wet cunt.

She didn't just squeal. She didn't just yell. Adrienne SCREAMED. She screamed loud enough that my head started ringing and even ten seconds later, my hearing was dull as if a bomb had gone off. She screamed. Her body bucked up at me. And then her head went limp and just twisted to the side.

Adrienne had passed out.

I didn't care. Her pussy was snug and hot. Her tits were glorious and firm beneath my chest. And now she was just an exotic masturbatory tool for my pleasure. So still holding her ankles and trapping them next to her own ears, I fucked Adrienne, her lights already gone out.

Her head stayed tilted to the side as she was breathing rapidly, shallowly. You could almost hear a moan in her voice with each breath while my cock sawed in and out of her limp body. She drooled a bit for the first few minutes, but after that she sucked in her breath and her head turned upright, her mouth opening up as she began panting, even while still out cold.

And then incredibly, Adrienne had an unconscious orgasm. The physical characteristics were all there. Her hips hunched against me, her cunt muscles clenched, and she moaned in her sleep. She seemed to be holding her breath for a few seconds before she gasped in exquisite relief, her head falling back just as her eyes began blinking open.

"Oh ... my ... gawd..." she sighed, even while I kept rhythmically pumping in and out of her. And with her eyes still fluttering as she woke up, she moaned, "I think I just came."

"You did," I grinned.

Adrienne's head came up so that she could sleepily look into my eyes. Her irises were tight, her lips pulled back in a grimace, and her breathing had sped up again. "Ben ... Ben ... I think I'm cumming again."

"Cum, baby, cum." My eyes glittered as I watched her writhing beneath me. There was no more superior haughtiness in Adrienne's eyes. No more condescension. I'd conquered the goddess.

And then she closed her eyes as she let the bliss sweep through her body once again. And this time, I was joining her, my hips slamming forward one final time while I still held her body folded in half. And while I watched Adrienne's gorgeous hazel eyes fluttering with the pleasure of orgasm, I also saw the exact moment in her gaze when she felt my spunk splattering against her insides, repeated explosions of cream that filled up her tight tunnel and seeped into her womb.

It was wrong. It was so wrong. Blackmail, lies, deceit, and cheating. It was very, very wrong. But it felt so fucking good.

Adrienne really was a master motivator. And she was exceedingly talented at getting a man hard, even when I thought I was done for the day.

I came six times in less than three hours. I lost count of the number of orgasms Adrienne had in the same time frame.

We also ended up taking two showers together. We got hot and heavy during the first one as I explored every square inch of Adrienne's uniquely perfect body. Even after we dried off, she was sopping wet and I wound up pounding my way into her cunt while we fucked on the bathroom tile and I squirted my third load inside her.

We got some snacks and then I found myself sitting on a chair in the dining room while Adrienne sat in my lap, her feet on the ground to give her maximum control to ride my cock to her heart's content. I just loved how the position put her incredible tits right in my face.

Midway through that fuck, Adrienne got some linen napkins from a nearby hutch and tied my hands to the chair frame so she could use me as a living dildo. The only thing is, she didn't do a very good job of securing me. And after she came once, I freed my hands, lifted her up, and bent her over the dining table. With one hand pressed into the small of her back to keep her pinned down, I roughly shoved myself into her from behind.

She screamed at me and scrabbled for a handhold. With tits as big as hers, it probably wasn't very comfortable to have her breasts being crushed against the hard surface. But I yelled at her to shut up and started spanking her ass even while I drilled her cunt. She stopped complaining, and in fact I think she was getting even more turned on.

I spent half that fuck staring at Adrienne's perfect asscheeks while my hands held her hips. I'd already nutted down her throat and into her cunt. So after ordering her to stay put, I hopped into the kichen, grabbed a bottle of cooking oil, and then squirted a healthy glob of it into Adrienne's asscrack.

She squealed and bitched and moaned, but I just spanked her a few more times until she shut up. And then I grabbed her hips and aimed my cock at her tightly clenched anal sphincter.

The second shower then became necessary after I filled up Adrienne's rectum with a healthy batch of jism, completing the trifecta of blowing in all three of her holes. It was in the shower that I also got my very first titfuck, losing myself in the ecstasy of sliding my dick in the soapy channel between her massive breasts. I didn't get off that way, but it certainly got me revved up despite having cum four times already.

So cleaned up and dried off, we fucked one more time on her bed. Adrienne rode me until I coated her vaginal walls with my fifth load of the afternoon.

And just when I thought I was dead to the world, Adrienne's supremely talented mouth revived me for one last go, and I managed to roll on top of her and heave long enough to give her a final climax before I tensed up and squirted what little seminal fluid I had left.

It was wrong.

I'd cheated on my girlfriends ... SIX TIMES.

I'd let the most gorgeous girl in school blackmail me into fucking her all afternoon, blowing my wad into all three of her holes and loving every second of it.

It was wrong.

But it was worth it.

I'd deal with the consequences later..

12 Chapter 12: Temptress II

MARCH 2001, JUNIOR YEAR

The guilt hit me well before I got back to my house.

I'd never felt real guilt before. I mean, I'd had little flashes of "guilt-lite" from time to time. I felt guilty for starting something with Megan when I thought I was "with" Keira. I felt a twinge of guilt for wanting to be with Dawn after I'd promised Megan she'd be my girlfriend when we got back to school. And I felt guilty for fucking and potentially impregnating Cassidy that very first time.

But not like this. I'd cheated.

Dawn wasn't cheating. Brandi wasn't cheating. But Adrienne was most definitely cheating.

It didn't help matters when I went to take a shower before dinner. Brooke just took one sniff of me and then gave me a knowing grin as I raced past her and headed up the stairs.

I was going to hell.

"Ben, what's the matter?" Cassidy pulled her lips off of mine and rolled onto her side next to me. Her gaze was one of sweetly loving concern.

Megan furrowed her brow on the other side of me, nudging my cheek with her nose. "Ben? You okay?" The look on her face was intense, as if determined to find whatever was bothering me and hold nothing back in fixing it so as to make her man happier.

I just stared off into the distance, watching the sun set over the ocean. This spot in the foothills had become one of our favorites. It was a twenty minute drive and took two small, one-lane roads away from the main artery. Now that spring was upon us, we'd occasionally get this warm evening where we could spread out some blankets and make love in the open air.

I sighed. Adrienne had made every promise to keep things quiet. She wouldn't tell my girlfriends, and I could hook up with her midweek on a regular basis. Seriously, how much more perfect could my life get? TWO cute girlfriends plus discreet booty calls with the hottest girl in school? You top that.

All I had to do was keep my mouth shut and I'd been having the most incredible sexual life any teenaged boy could ever dream of.

If I could just handle the guilt.

I didn't really LOVE Megan and Cassidy. I certainly enjoyed their company and we were all good friends and I really, really liked them. But we were kids. I loved them in the sense that I was comfortable saying the phrase "I love you" and meaning it ... in a puppy-teenager love kind of way. But we weren't going to get married or anything.

But even if I didn't consider it "true love", I still cared about them. We'd gotten close. We weren't just "dating". Dating would mean I could sleep with Adrienne and tell the girls, "Sorry, it's just not working out." Then, I wouldn't feel so guilty. Hell, Cassidy had dumped me because she wanted to jump Drew Walker's bones.

No, Megan, Cassidy, and I were "steady". And steady meant commitment, a commitment I'd violated. And that tore me up inside.

Sensing my negative thoughts, Megan did the most expedient thing to cheer up a guy. She put my hand on her boob and leaned in to kiss me. But when I dropped my hand away and kept my lips pursed together, both she and Cassidy knew there was something dead wrong.

"What?" Megan asked. "What is it, Ben?"

My eyebrows pinched in, my jaw started quivering, and for the first time in recent memory, I felt tears forming in my eyes.

"Ben?" Cassidy was immediately concerned, touching her hand to my face.

Her caressing touch felt so... wrong. I didn't deserve it. So I batted her hand away and sat up straight.

"Ben?" Megan repeated. She'd come up to this spot with the anticipation of some fun necking and old-fashioned fucking. She'd even packed a picnic so the three of us could spend more time getting naked and not waste hours with a burger joint. Things weren't going according to her plan. And Megan HATED it when things didn't go according to her plan.

I sighed and instinctively moved one hand over my crotch. I really, really didn't want Megan to chop my dick off. Then wincing in anticipatory pain, I felt the first tears rolling down my cheeks as I whispered, "I had sex with Adrienne yesterday."

It was an interesting progression of expressions that crossed my two girlfriends' faces. And the expressions shifted simultaneously. To look at one would be to know the expression on the other.

One moment, they were almost motherly in their concern for my obviously upset state. Confusion then pinched down on their eyebrows as they tried to sort out the potential logistics for what I was describing. Wide-eyed shock followed next, accompanied by gaping-mouthed horror at my betrayal. And then their eyes sharpened down and their gasping lips re-formed into angry grimaces.

The yelling and violent slapping began then. It was all I could do to keep at least half of their slaps away from my face. There was certainly a downside to dating two girls at the same time. When they get angry, you're in TWICE the trouble.

"You're home early," my mom commented as I hustled to the stairs. "She glanced up at me for a brief moment. "You okay, Ben?"

"Don't want to talk about it," I bristled melodramatically as I darted away. While I didn't have a black eye or any permanent damage, closer inspection would show that my skin was pink from abuse.

Eden and Emma were gossiping together about something or other. Unlike my mom, they took a closer look at me as I hurried past them.

"Ben?" Eden began.

"What happened to you?" Emma finished.

"Don't want to talk about it," I growled and kept going.

As I passed them, I heard one of the girls sigh, "Girl trouble."

Then the other commented, "Being a teenager seems so HARD."

Brooke was in her room and actually got up to follow me into my bedroom. I knew she'd heard the commotion. "Ben?" She asked hesitantly.

I paused in my own doorway and whirled around to face her. "Don't want to talk about it."

"Ben, it's me," she said placatingly. "What's going on?"

I snarled at her, "What part of 'don't want to talk about it' do you NOT understand?"

Brooke took one step back but otherwise held her ground. She leaned her head left and right to get better looks at my face, neck, and arms, all of which were still red from repeated slapping. "Did they HIT you?"

I took a deep breath, my inhalation shaky as I was on the verge of crying again. I fixed my little sister with an intense look and said firmly, "How would you feel if you found out Perry was fooling around with another girl behind your back?"

Immediately, Brooke's eyes narrowed and her nostril's flared. Her hands clenched and her lips pinched inwards. It took a second for her to let the moment pass and get over her own anger. Then she looked up at me. "They found out you were having sex with Adrienne?"

I sighed. "I told them. I couldn't handle the guilt."

Brooke cocked her head to the side. "Then why were you having sex with her?"

I exhaled and remembered the glory of Adrienne's naked body. Even knowing how everything turned out, knowing that I'd ruined my relationships with Megan and Cassidy, I couldn't say with total certainty that I would have done things any differently. I was horny and Adrienne was HOT. "Because boys are stupid," I said dejectedly. "Remember that, Brooke. Boys are STUPID."

I stayed in all weekend. I didn't feel like interacting with the family, citing that I was feeling depressed over girlfriend issues. I also called Megan and Cassidy each on both Saturday and Sunday, getting answering machines both times. I didn't do much pleading on the phone, just asking them to call me back.

Neither of them did.

My parents left me alone. Brooke pitied me and gave me space. But Eden and Emma were just as attention hungry as ever. They pestered me while I played video games and snuggled against me while we watched movies. I sighed and patted the girls on the head or held them against my sides. If things played out the way I expected them to, the twins might be the closest female contact I'd have for a while.

By Monday, I was dreaming up every possible scenario for the way things would change at school. We had a large group of friends that we interacted with, some sub-groups closer than others. Previously, whenever a couple dated and then broke up, there were only two possible outcomes: One, the breakup was amicable and everyone stayed friends, the way things had been when Cassidy and then Megan had broken up with me back at the beginning of Sophomore year. Or two, the breakup was NOT amicable and mutual friends picked one side over the other. This inevitably shook up the social circles and altered nearly everyone's relationships.

Now this had happened several times already, social cliques breaking apart and reforming almost constantly as it would at any high school. I'd just never been in the middle of one before and I was silently wishing for outcome #1 or something at least appearing to be friendly.

I didn't get my wish.

Things were pretty quiet on Monday morning. If nothing else, it took a while for the rumor mill to get spinning. But by the break after second period, my secret was out.

Kenny Doyle and Daniel Chen were quick to find me after class. They cornered me and Kenny was amped as he started in, "Dude-dude-dude-dude-DUDE! Did you really fuck Adrienne Dennis?"

I winced in shame and Daniel looked at me reproachfully. But Kenny just held his hand up for a high-five. "Alright! My man!"

I rolled my eyes and refused to high-five him.

"Oh, yeah, right. Megan. Cassidy." Kenny looked chagrined.

"Why'd you do it?" Daniel frowned.

"Who WOULDN'T?" Kenny crowed. "Adrienne's a fucking BABE!"

Daniel slapped Kenny in the chest. "Man, cheating is NOT cool!" Then Daniel returned back to me. "What happened?"

I sighed and explained it the same way as I had to Megan and Cassidy once they'd stopped hitting me. I didn't go into details. I refused to involve Keira or expose her to anyone, including my girlfriends. So I didn't mention the blackmail part. Instead, I just admitted that Adrienne had drawn me into her house, stripped completely naked, and then ordered me to fuck her. I was horny and I caved.

Daniel stared at me. "You got seduced."

"By the dark siiide..." Kenny growled in a low voice.

Daniel slapped him in the chest again.

"Oww!" Kenny rubbed his chest.

Daniel sighed and shrugged his shoulders. His posture relaxed and one corner of his lips went up. "Coulda happened to anyone. Adrienne IS hot."

"Would YOU have?" I asked, looking for some sympathy.

"I would!" Kenny blurted. Daniel and I ignored him.

Daniel blinked twice and looked down. "I dunno. I'd like to think I could resist. I DO think I'm in love with Elaine. But I've never been in that kind of situation, so I really don't know."

I exhaled and looked down. "Doesn't matter. The girls'll never forgive me."

Daniel put his hand on my shoulder. "Relax. It's just high school. This isn't the end of the world."

By lunchtime, it sure felt like it.

Word spread. At my next class, people were whispering and sneaking peeks at me. By the next break, two guys I'd never met before came and asked me point blank if I'd bagged Adrienne Dennis.

I shrugged them away and uttered a low "no comment".

Meathead One then stopped me with a hand to the chest and said, "Hey, come on, dude. This is nothing to be ashamed about. If you nailed her, you're the MAN!" He held up his fist and sighing, I bumped it with my own. He patted me on the back as I kept walking over to my next class.

By the time the last class before lunch ended, I noticed that the whispering stares were no longer accusatory. In fact, most of the guys were staring at me in awe and some of the girls were giving me the once over, ogling me like a piece of meat. I had to admit, the attention boosted my ego and I found myself walking proudly down the hallways, my spine erect as I stood at my full 5'11" (and a quarter inch) height.

One guy chopped me back down to size. I should have known it would happen eventually.

I was heading for the lunch line when someone said, "Hey, Ben," and I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around just in time to see a meaty fist flying right at my face.

I managed to dodge just enough so that he hit me in the cheek instead of the nose. I hit the ground like a sack of potatoes, already dazed. My vision was a little blurry and it looked like there were two guys hovering over me, although in a couple seconds everything focused and I realized that Jake Harbor, Varsity Quarterback and Adrienne's boyfriend, was shaking his fist at me. "You stay away from my girlfriend!"

For a second I contemplated getting up and fighting back, but then I saw that Jake was backed up by three of his football buddies and decided I was safer on the ground.

"Hey, you!" A baritone voice rang out and we all turned to see Mr. Kuznetsov pointing a thick finger at Jake. "Yes, YOU, young man. We're going to the Principal's office!"

"I didn't do nothing!" Jake protested, holding his arms up in a 'who me?' gesture. "He tripped and I was trying to help him up."

"You punched him, unprovoked," came back the firm response. I'd lucked out. While Coach K was in charge of basketball, he had no sympathy for football players.

Sensing that I would now be safe if I got to my feet, I gingerly stood up and cradled my cheek. A small crowd had circled around us.

"You," Coach K pointed at me. "Go to the nurse's office."

"I'm okay," I said while wiggling my jaw.

"Just go and get checked out. Don't make me escort you."

"No, sir. I'm going," I nodded my head, still holding my cheek.

Coach then dropped his meaty paw onto Jake's shoulder. "Let's go, Jake. If you were gonna pull a stunt like this, you shoulda tried it BEFORE football season ended."

The nurse put some topical ointment on my cheek and gave me some pain pills. She warned me that I'd have a bruise for a few days but there shouldn't be any lasting damage. Then she excused me to go to lunch.

The lunch line, usually a riot of sound, actually dropped ten decibels the instant I walked over. Dozens of eyes were suddenly on me as conversations stopped all throughout the area.

I ignored them and went to get my food.

Unfortunately, once I got to my usual table, I found that Megan and Cassidy were surrounded by friends who took up every available space remotely near them. Elaine Fukuhara wouldn't look at me, and Daniel beside her shrugged apologetically but stayed next to his girlfriend.

The Sanders twins giggled and stared at me, but someone next to them shushed them and as a group, my friends turned their backs on me. Even Kenny and Sung seemed cowed by the group decision. You remember what I said about mutual friends choosing sides? Well all of my friends seemed to have decided on choosing against me. Megan and Cassidy were popular in our crowd, and cheating was apparently not well-thought of.

At first I looked over to another area. Stephanie Vo and some of the others were casual friends and might be willing to accept me, but they looked nervous when I looked their way as well. Same for James Kaito and his buddies. All of my previous friend-groups had included the "good kids", and at least for right now, none of them wanted to go out on a limb and invite in the guy who'd cheated on his girlfriends.

And then a voice I never would have expected called to me. "Hey, Ben!"

I turned to see Adrienne Dennis waving to me while surrounded by a gaggle of Varsity cheerleaders and jocks. Her bright hazel eyes sparkled and her smile lit up the room. "Come sit with us!"

Nervously, I turned my gaze to Megan and Cassidy, pleading with them for some kind of acceptance. Megan glared at me with undisguised hate before glancing down at her plate and ignoring me. Cassidy wouldn't even look at me in the first place.

I sighed and then picked up my shoulders. If I was going to sit with the popular chicks, I had to at least appear confident.

Still carrying my lunch, I strode over while the girls made space for me next to Adrienne, several of them ogling me with obvious interest. "Uh, I'd love to Adrienne. But I don't think Jake would be very happy with me if I did that."

Adrienne waved her hand as if shooing away a fly. "I don't care what does or does not make Jake happy. I dumped him this morning. And ... oh! What happened to your face?"

I blushed and glanced down for a moment, certain the shiner on my cheek was getting even darker. "Yeah, well, like I said. Jake's not very happy with me."

"He punched you?" Adrienne smiled like it was funny that her boyfriend clocked me.

I shrugged. "Coach K dragged him off to the Principal's office."

Adrienne snorted. "Football season is over. He's got no more protection. Serves him right." Then the gorgeous blonde patted the seat beside her. "Come. Sit."

Having nowhere else to go, I took a seat and Adrienne began making introductions. "This is Candy, that's Summer, Mizuho, and-"

"I know who you all are," I grinned. EVERYONE knew who they were. Besides the Varsity athletes and cheerleaders, there were a couple of boyfriends and girlfriends who weren't in the organized sports. But all were still some of the most popular people on campus.

"Good!" Candy Carter, the beautiful, blue-eyed brunette on my left rubbed her hip against mine. "And we know who you are, Big Ben," she said saucily.

My life was SO WEIRD. I cheated on my girlfriends, and I end up sitting with the hottest girls in school? How the hell did this happen?

Adrienne walked me to my next class. She looked absolutely radiant, but I found myself staring straight ahead. I was still wracked with guilt over cheating on Megan and Cassidy. I still had lingering feelings for both of them, an attachment that went way beyond friendship, even if it wasn't true love.

And I also felt bad about my role in the rumor mill. "Look, Adrienne, I'm sorry about all the rumors going around. I'm not the kind of guy to brag about conquests."

Adrienne smiled sweetly at me. "Oh, I know you're not. If you were trying to brag, you'd be with your buddies right now continuing to brag about how you fucked Adrienne Dennis!" She waved her arms theatrically. "Instead, your friends won't talk to you right now."

"But I'm still the leak for why it all got out. I couldn't handle the guilt. I had to tell Megan and Cassidy. I'm sure they told their friends and it spiraled out of control from there. I KNOW girls don't like their sexual activity talked about and it's my fault the rumors are going around."

The beautiful blonde chuckled. "It's not all your fault. I leaked it too."

My eyes went up. "You did?"

She shrugged. "I was getting tired of Jake. I mean, he's cute and all. But he doesn't have any great football scholarships next year and since the football season ended, his popularity has been dropping. This whole thing made for a convenient reason to break up with him."

I frowned. "That doesn't explain why you'd want to tell people you slept with me. I'm certainly not the most popular guy in school."

Adrienne grinned. "You could be." She squealed and wrapped herself around my left arm. "Gawd, Ben, you were INCREDIBLE in bed. I had more orgasms in one afternoon than I had in the past month with Jake. And when we were done, I just HAD to tell all my girlfriends."

My eyebrows went up and I stopped walking. "You promised you wouldn't!"

She stopped as well, rolled her eyes, and waved me off. "I KNEW you'd tell your girlfriends. When we were done, you just had that guilty look on your face."

I sighed in defeat and glanced down at the ground before picking my head up to evaluate the gorgeous girl standing before me. "So what now? You sampled me and now you're done with me?"

Adrienne smirked and batted her eyelashes while subconsciously rotating her body into a seductive pose. And with a wry grin, she purred, "After one afternoon like that, you really think I'm done with you?"

There was such heat in her voice that I immediately felt my heart begin racing as lust crept into the corners of my mind. But at the same time, I was still in pain at the loss of Megan and Cassidy. Yeah, we'd gotten into a big fight and they'd snubbed me at lunch, but I felt like things weren't entirely resolved with them just yet. "Adrienne, I don't think I'd be very good boyfriend material for you. I don't run in your kind of crowd."

"Who said anything about boyfriend? You're just getting out of a relationship; I just dumped a guy. I don't think either of us wants anything serious right now." Then Adrienne reached out and grabbed the front of my shirt, tugging me towards her. "But ... the next time I've got an itch that needs to be scratched ... I know where you live."

My jaw quivered with panting lust. Adrienne just grinned and then released me. And before I could say another word, she spun around and strode off to her next class.

I let my jaw drop as I stared at her ass all the way down the hall.

Megan and Cassidy avoided me for the rest of the school day. Even when I raced after the final period to Megan's classroom, she pointedly ignored me when I tried to talk to her, putting up with my pleas for about fifty feet before just holding a hand up to my face and warding me away.

Brooke, for once, was quiet for the entire drive home. She seemed to sense I wasn't in the mood to put up with any of her usual antics. And when I pulled up in front of the house and kept the motor running, she didn't even question me before getting out of the car and closing the door behind her.

But just before I put the car in gear, my little sister turned around and asked, "Where are you going? You know, just in case I need to make a missing persons report because somebody murdered you and dumped your body in the ocean."

I glared at Brooke, who just had a little grin on her face. But I answered, "Megan's first. Then to Cassidy's house."

Brooke nodded. "Okay. Be home by 6:30." Then she bounced up the sidewalk and into the house.

My spine went rigidly still as I jerked back in surprise. "Uh, good afternoon, Mrs. Kwan." Apparently, Megan's mom DID come home early from time to time.

Megan's mother folded her arms over her chest and gave me a withering stare. "Benjamin..."

How did parents put so much gravity into something as simple as my full name? "Uh..." I fumbled for a second before spitting out, "Is Megan home?"

"She is, but I don't think she wants to see you."

"Please, Mrs. Kwan. I just want to talk to her."

"Look Ben. I don't know what happened between you two, but she's pretty upset right now. She's been a wreck all weekend. Megan said the two of you broke up and from what I gather, she's blaming it all on you."

I sighed with mild relief. At least Megan wasn't blabbing to the whole world that I'd cheated. And since Mrs. Kwan didn't even know I'd been dating Cassidy at the same time, I was hoping that little secret could stay a secret. "Please, Mrs. Kwan. It IS all my fault. I've been trying to apologize but she won't return my calls and she's completely shutting me out at school."

I supposed there was one significant thing about having a "nice boy" reputation with the parents. Mrs. Kwan looked at me and the earnest expression on my face, and she seemed to soften. "Hold on. Lemme see if she'll talk to you. Wait here."

I obediently remained on the porch and fidgeted for what felt like an hour as Mrs. Kwan went in to fetch Megan. Every now and again I could hear raised voices, but I couldn't make out any of the words. I desperately hoped Megan wasn't spelling out in greater detail exactly what my transgressions had been.

At long last, I heard heavy thumping as Megan rapidly tromped down the stairs. She showed up at the door a moment later. "Go away, Ben."

"Megan, please. Let me explain."

"What's there to explain? Did you do it or didn't you?"

I hung my head. "I did, I did. I'm sorry."

"Sorry doesn't cut it," she barked and then tilted her head back. "I can't believe I let myself think you were different. But you're just like every other boy out there, thinking with your dick."

"Megan, please. Gimme a chance to make it up to you. I love being with you," I pleaded.

She shook her head. "If you really loved me, you wouldn't have done it."

"Megan..."

She pursed her lips together. And when spoke again her voice was icy cold. "You know what? I don't think I ever loved you either, Ben. I really loved the idea of being in love. Of having a boyfriend. But you?" Megan rolled her eyes away and backed up a step. "You were just a waste of my time."

And then she slammed the door in my face.

I was still reeling from the hatred in Megan's voice when I pulled up outside Cassidy's house. A part of me wondered if I had the energy to deal with another rejection should an encounter with Cassidy turn nasty, but the only alternative was to not try talking to her and that just wasn't an option.

After ringing the doorbell, I caught motion from the window to my left and I saw a copper-haired head peeking out with a cordless phone pressed to the person's ear. The glare on the window prevented me from seeing exactly who it was, but a moment later, Cassidy opened the door while cradling the phone to the side of her face.

"Uh-huh ... Uh-huh ... Look Meg, if you never really cared about him, it wouldn't hurt this much then, would it?" She was nodding into the phone. She rolled her eyes and then sighed. "Of course I'm just as upset as you. I just handle it a bit differently, that's all."

I stared at Cassidy rather oddly as she waved me into the house and then silently closed the door behind her. In stark contrast to Megan, she looked pleased to see me.

"Uh-huh ... Uh-huh ... Yeah, I'm sure he's coming over here soon as well. Yeah ... yeah ... oh, he's pulling up outside. I'll talk to you later. Bye, Meg." Cassidy hit END on the phone with an audible beep and then smirked at me, tossing the cordless phone onto the couch. Then before I could react, Cassidy stepped forward, wrapped her arms around my head, and pressed her lips to mine in a firm kiss.

I'd been so unbelievably tense after the hateful showdown with Megan. And I felt all of that being washed away in a single kiss as Cassidy devoured me. I sighed and moaned in relief that someone seemed to still love me.

When she pulled back, Cassidy sighed happily and groaned, "Oh, Bennn..."

"Uh, Cass? What's going on?" I stammered while holding the cute redhead in my arms. "Aren't you supposed to be pissed at me?"

"Oh, I was. I was REALLY mad. But I got over it." Cassidy waved while pulling me back towards the living room. She sighed and sat down on the couch, taking care to pick up the cordless phone and set it on the coffee table. Then she patted the seat next to her.

"Over it? Cassidy, I cheated on you." I used her full name deliberately while taking the seat. I felt like I didn't have the right to call her 'Freckles' anymore.

"Don't remind me," she screwed her face up. "But I can sort of understand. Daniel told us the story. Adrienne stripped completely naked and ordered you to fuck her. And she IS gorgeous."

"That doesn't excuse it."

"No, it doesn't. I'm not saying what you did is right, but I can understand it. Hell, if I had a dick I might want a go at her. You're still just a guy, Ben. I think you told me that a dozen times whenever you tried to cop a feel of my boobs when we were first dating."

She paused and then lowered her voice, trying to mimic me. "Sorry. I'm just a guy."

I pinched my eyebrows together, not daring to hope just yet. "You're being very generous."

She exhaled. "I ... I'm not happy with you, Ben. I'd much rather you hadn't done it. But I don't hate you like Megan does. The thing is, this isn't the first time I've been cheated on. Drew hooked up with Donna Kincaid more than once, and I'm sure she wasn't the only slut he banged while we were together. Compared to Drew Walker, Ben, you're a saint."

Now I started to hope. I leaned forward and a pleading expression came over my face. "Does that mean you can forgive me?"

A wan smile crossed Cassidy's face. "Yes, Ben. I do." She held my cheek and then kissed me again.

But then Cassidy pulled away, looked off into the distance, and sighed heavily. "But ... there's a problem."

I was still floating on the idea that Cassidy could forgive me. "What?"

"Megan," Cassidy exhaled. "There's no way I can keep dating you unless I can get her to come around, too. It would destroy our relationship if I stayed with you, Ben, don't you see? She'd kill me for dating you without her, and without her approval. And as much as I love being with you, having a boyfriend, and getting all that wonderful sex, I ... well ... I love her more than I love you. If I have to choose, I'll choose my best friend."

I sagged.

"Don't lose hope. I WILL work on her, Ben. She really does love you. I think she fell in love with you the first time you went down on her. So I've been trying to talk her into letting you back into the circle of friends, even if she doesn't want to get back together. I figure from there ... maybe ... we can all go back to the way things were!" Cassidy hummed. "I LOVED Mondays..."

I felt a twitch in my balls. "Today is a Monday," I said softly.

"NO, Ben," Cassidy barked sternly. "Down boy," she told the boner rising in my crotch.

I grimaced and leaned back.

"See?" She grinned. "Just a guy. Just a 16-year-old boy. We're in the middle of this huge breakup and you're still ready to fuck at the drop of a hat."

"Sorry."

"Don't be. I'd love to fuck right now," Cassidy hummed. "But I already have to admit to Megan that I kissed you because I'm still in love with you. But I would NOT be able to get away with admitting I fucked you."

I frowned. "So you'll talk to her?"

"Of course. She'll eventually come around."

I winced. "How long will that take? Right now, she's got the whole crew treating me like a leper."

Cassidy sighed. "You DID cheat on us, Ben. The girls don't look too kindly on that, and Elaine's telling Megan never to accept you back. Abigail and Allison seem more interested in trying to jump you since you're available, but for now they're sticking with the group. And the guys, well ... they'll follow along with us girls. I think one on one they'll have no problem hanging out with you and chatting, but you're certainly persona non grata at the lunch table."

"How long?" I repeated. "And what am I supposed to do until then?"

Cassidy sighed and touched my face. "I don't know. Megan's a stubborn girl. When she makes up her mind to something, it's very difficult to change it. She's kinda bipolar that way."

I sighed in defeat. "No girlfriends. No friends. It's kind of scary."

Cassidy grabbed my hands and squeezed them. "I still love you Ben. Doesn't that count for something?"

I managed a little smile. "Of course, Freckles." She lit up at the nickname and I leaned forward to peck Cassidy on the lips.

She sighed happily. "Now get out of here Ben, before I lose my resolve and fuck you anyways."

I stayed rooted in my seat, clearly with no intention of moving.

"Go!" Cassidy laughed as she slapped the side of my arm. Then she was already grabbing her discman and putting the headphones over her ears, turning away from me.

I sighed and got up to let myself out.

I was expecting Tuesday to be even worse than Monday. At least on Monday, most of my friends didn't get the "stay-away-from-Ben" memo until lunchtime, meaning that the people I talked to between classes were still cordial to me. But by the afternoon, they were all avoiding me and I now anticipated a full-day of being ostracized.

But Tuesday actually turned out to be quite pleasant.

Oh, it started off shitty enough. As luck would have it, Megan and Elaine were walking down the hall in the opposite direction from me before first period. I summed up all my courage and went over to them, a hopeful smile on my face as I said, "Hi, Megan. Hey, Elaine."

"Fuck off, asshole," Elaine spat at me and stomped away. Megan just sighed and refused to meet my eyes, walking away as well.

I looked forlornly after the girls and then turned my head around to see Daniel and Sung with three of our other friends. I went to say hello but Sung just shook his head and brushed past me.

Daniel at least had the decency to stop and say, "Sorry, Ben." But he was the only one. Teenagers could be really cruel.

Dejectedly, I sleepwalked through all my classes before lunch, barely aware. It felt easier to be numb than to feel the pain of being an outcast from my supposed friends.

But then everything started to change at lunchtime. I didn't even bother trying to go to my usual lunch table. In my morose state, I fully intended to find a quiet corner and just disappear. But the next thing I knew, I felt a hip bump into mine and there was Candy, the beautiful, blue-eyed brunette smiling at me. "Join us for lunch again?"

"Uh, sure," I stammered before standing up straighter and smiling. The grin on Candy's face was infectious and it was impossible not to smile around her.

Giggling she bounced along (and her big boobs bounced along) until we got to the cheerleader/jock table. "Hey A.D.! Look what I found!" Candy gushed to Adrienne as I was directed to sit between them again.

"Heyyy, Ben," Adrienne flashed her bright hazel eyes at me as I sat down. "It's good to see you," she said in a husky voice, and I felt a hand creeping along my leg...

... from the opposite side. My eyes went wide and I turned to see Candy grinning at me. I'd gotten hard from the intimate caress and Candy moved her hand over my cock, rubbing it experimentally while I looked at her in shock. After all, Candy's boyfriend Trevor was sitting right on the other side of her. But then the hot brunette blinked and removed the hand, picking up her fork and starting her meal, pretending as if she'd never even touched me.

Absentmindedly, Candy sighed, "You weren't bragging, A.D. He's got a nice weapon in there."

"Back off bitch," Adrienne growled to her friend without any real heat in her voice. "This one's mine."

Candy swallowed her bite and then sighed. "It's your fault, A.D. You're the one who had to go and brag about what a stud Ben was in the sack. You KNOW you got my juices flowing when you told me all the nasty details."

Adrienne giggled. "And I also know that you drove straight over to Trevor's place so he could fuck your brains out."

Candy sighed happily and glanced at her boyfriend, who had a smug grin on his face. "That he did..."

My eyes were darting back and forth between the gorgeous girls on either side of me. Based on the frank conversation, I gathered that I was in quite a different world.

Adrienne walked me to my next class. We chatted casually and for the first time all day, I felt relaxed. Being alone for the entire morning was hitting me harder than I'd expected, and the craziness of the fifteen-way conversations at lunch hadn't completely solved the matter, since I wasn't a big part of those discussions.

But now it was just me and a gorgeous girl, chatting together without anyone else in the world involved.

Well, except for Brooke. My little sister was with a gaggle of her friends passing in the opposite direction when Brooke shifted course enough to bring them closer to us. I was about to roll my eyes in annoyance at my little freshman sister daring to speak to me during school hours, but instead she went straight for my walking partner.

"Hi, Adrienne," Brooke said brightly.

A warm smile spread across Adrienne's face and she beamed at my little sister. "Hi, Brooke. How's it going?"

"Great!" By now, our respective momentum had us passing each other. "See ya later!" Brooke said cheerily.

"Laters, Brooke," Adrienne said with a smile and then we continued on.

Before we got five feet further away, Jennifer Vo, of Brooke's little acolytes gasped, "Ohmigod! You just talked to Adrienne Dennis! She's like the most beautiful girl in school!"

I glanced over just in time to see Adrienne's little grin. Shaking my head, we continued on.

After class, I waited in my usual spot for Brooke to come out when Adrienne sidled up to me. "Waiting for your sister?"

"Yeah."

"You're a good brother." Adrienne smiled at me.

"What? For schlepping my sister to and from school?" I smirked. "That doesn't make me a good brother. That's just what I'm supposed to do."

"Nah, not that," Adrienne giggled. "I just see the way she looks at you. She loves her big brother. She's not always thrilled with you, but she respects you."

I shrugged, unsure how to handle the complement. But then the happy expression on the blonde's face disappeared. Adrienne sighed and looked down. "I wish all big brothers could've been like you."

I arched an eyebrow and thought back. It took me a second, but then I remembered that Adrienne had a big brother as well. He was quite a bit older and I never really saw much of him. "Adam, right? How much older is he?"

Adrienne frowned and she took on a far-away gaze. "Yeah, Adam. He's, uh, seven years older than me. Haven't really seen him since he left for college when I was 11."

I nodded but noted the bitterness in her voice. "I take it you and he didn't get along so well."

Adrienne turned her head away. "I'd rather not talk about it, Ben."

"Sure, sure," I backpedaled quickly. "So what's up?"

"Nothing," Adrienne shrugged. "What, all of a sudden I can't hang out and talk to you?"

I arched an eyebrow and then suddenly turned and stood up straight. I looked straight into the pretty girl's hazel eyes and took a deep breathe. Quite calmly, I asked, "Adrienne, why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?"

"This," I waved my hands between the two of us. "Hanging out with me. Talking with me. Inviting me to eat lunch with you guys."

"Isn't it enough that I want to spend time with you?"

"But why? We lived on the same street since I moved down here when we were 10. You never had an interest in being my friend back then. And even when I supposedly grew up and became a new man, you'd talk to me, but nothing like this. So what's different? You feeling guilty because you seduced me?"

Adrienne pouted and glanced down at the ground. It was one of the first times I'd ever seen her usually poised demeanor show a crack. "Well ... uh ... yeah, a little. I mean, none of your friends will talk to you, and I know it's my fault. If I hadn't seduced you, you'd still have your girlfriends and all your friends."

I sighed. "It's not all your fault. I could've said 'no'."

Adrienne fixed me with a little grin. "Ben, look at me."

I looked at her and almost immediately felt a stirring in my balls. She was THAT hot.

As if to punctuate my thoughts, the 16-year-old babe began running her hands up and down her own curves. "I know how I look. I know I'm gorgeous. And believe me when I say it's not your fault that you had sex with me. I've never had a guy turn me down."

I shrugged. "Is that it? Pity?"

"Well, no," Adrienne tilted her head. "I like talking to you, Ben. You're not vapid and clueless like some of my girlfriends. You're not a dumb jock like most of my guy friends. You're eloquent and comfortable using words with more than two- syllables, and I happen to think intelligence is kinda sexy. And seriously, you're probably the first 'nice guy' I've ever had sex with."

I looked down at the bulge in my jeans. "I'm not really a 'nice guy', Adrienne."

She followed my gaze and giggled. "That's just being a guy. Period." And then she stepped closer to me, slowly leaning in until her crotch was rubbing up against my erection. Her arms went around my shoulders and she moved in until her face was just an inch away from mine. "And besides, I have an ulterior motive for wanting to spend time with you."

I sighed. Despite her physical proximity, I felt a little of my ardor fading away. "Always an ulterior motive."

"Yeah," Adrienne grinned and bumped her nose against mine, holding herself so incredibly close to me. And then she husked, "You gave me the greatest fuck of my young life, Ben. So I figure ... If I spend more time with you, next time it won't be so hard to get you to fuck me like that again."

"YOU FUCKING WHORE!" Someone yelled from what sounded like thirty feet away. But once Adrienne turned her head to see what the commotion was, she suddenly released me and backed off while we both watched Megan running at a full sprint towards us.

Instinctively, I darted in between Megan and Adrienne and practically caught her as she ran full tilt into me. "Whoa! Whoa!" I yelled while trying to restrain a kicking and thrashing Megan, who seemed hell-bent on getting to Adrienne and clawing the taller girl's eyes out.

"I'LL KILL YOU, BITCH!" Megan screamed while still spending more effort trying to reach around me to Adrienne. If she'd focused on freeing herself from my grasp I wasn't sure I'd be able to stop her.

"Megan! Megan!" I yelled and physically pushed the petite brunette back.

"Stay away from him! You stay away from him!" My ex-girlfriend shrieked.

Adrienne was suddenly right behind me and dangerously close to Megan's reach. "Why? Why? You don't even want him anymore! You won't talk to him and you've got all your little friends staying away from him, too!"

"Because of you!" Megan literally spat, her glob of phlegm not quite reaching Adrienne and splattering to the concrete behind me.

Being spit at only pissed of Adrienne even more. "Not my fault you weren't woman enough to keep him," the busty blonde growled.

"Aaaggghhh!" Megan yelled in frustration and then started thrashing in the opposite direction, finally freeing herself from my grasp. And then without a backwards glance, she stomped off into the parking lot towards her car.

I was hunched over and panting for breath after exerting so much energy trying to contain Megan's rage. Adrienne just walked up behind me and put her hand on my shoulder, standing with me and staring down the crowd.

Then I saw Cassidy, Elaine, Daniel, and Brooke standing about fifteen feet away. Elaine looked pissed. If she hadn't hated me before, she certainly hated me now. Daniel looked sad. He knew if he was forced to choose between his girlfriend and me, his friend, he'd have to choose his girlfriend. And Cassidy was shaking her head in disappointment. If she was still trying to get Megan to forgive me and get us all back together, her job had just gotten MUCH harder.

Brooke on the other hand, just smirked in amusement.

When did my life turn into such a soap opera?

The entire drive home, my mind was still swirling with potential ramifications of the parking lot showdown between Megan and Adrienne. And all over me ... ME!

I wasn't a popularity seeker. I wasn't a jock or the best-looking or anything. I was just me: a 16-year-old boy trying to get laid. But I had my ex-girlfriend and the hottest chick in school literally getting into a spitting fight over me.

Brooke thought it was hilarious. She commented to that effect for the entire ride home before I snapped at her, "Shut up! This is not funny!"

"Why? You've got girls fighting over you, Ben. By tomorrow, the whole school will know about it. Add this thing to the rumors about you and Adrienne already out there and whether you like it or not, your name will be recognizable to everyone on campus. People are gonna think you're with Adrienne now. You'll be one of the famous, popular guys, Ben."

I winced at my little sister. "You're just a freshman. What do you know about popularity and the rumor mill?"

She shrugged. "I'm a girl. I know EVERYTHING."

I sighed and just drove home. Upon arrival, nothing made me happier than to just flop onto the bed and close my eyes on the wild and crazy world outside.

But then the phone rang. I groaned and for a moment hoped that Brooke would answer it. Most of the afternoon calls were for her anyways. But as eldest kid, it was my job and I reached over to grab the handset in my bedroom.

"Ben?"

I jerked my head up as I recognized the voice. "Cassidy?"

"Can you come over? We need to talk." And she meant "talk". There was no sexual innuendo in Cassidy's voice. She was dead serious, and I had no doubt it was about what had gone down this afternoon.

I sighed. I needed to salvage whatever I could out of this or risk losing my friends forever. "I'll be right there."

"Hey," Cassidy opened her arms as I stepped through the door.

Automatically I moved into her grasp as we hugged and then exchanged short pecks on the lips.

Still holding me in her arms, she pulled her head back and licked her lips experimentally. Then fixing me with a curious look, Cassidy asked, "Since we broke up, how many girls have you kissed?"

I blinked twice in confusion. "Uh, since you and Megan officially dumped me on Friday? Uh, none. Well, actually, just you."

Cassidy smiled softly. "Not Adrienne?"

I shook my head and honestly replied. "No. Just you."

Her smile became wider. And then she sighed and released me, turning around towards the couch. "I believe you, Ben. But the problem is, the whole school thinks you and Adrienne are an item now."

I sighed and followed the redhead over to the couch. "Brooke said that, too."

"Are you?"

I scrunched my eyebrows together and looked at my ex. "No! I mean, Adrienne wanted to fuck me that time just because she could. And might I add, she only got the idea because the rumor mill was out of control about what a stud I was in bed! Rumors you and Megan had to have put out there!"

"You ARE a stud!" Cassidy exclaimed and then blushed. "We couldn't help but brag to our friends."

"Well maybe if you hadn't, we wouldn't be here now," I said in exasperation.

Cassidy's eyes hardened. "Maybe if you'd kept your dick in your pants, we wouldn't be here now."

I deflated. Cassidy could be understanding that I'd cheated, but we both knew it was still wrong. I took a breath and said, "The point is, Adrienne just wanted a lay. If I'd been able to live with the guilt that's all it would have ever been. But I'm pretty sure she doesn't want me as a boyfriend."

Cassidy looked slightly pained. "Then what was all that this afternoon?"

I shook my head and leaned back into the couch. "I don't know. She said she felt sorry for me being ostracized and all alone." I sighed and looked forlornly at Cassidy. "You don't know what it's like to walk into the quad and realize you've got no one to sit with."

Cassidy bit her lip and looked at the floor. "I'm sorry about that. I really am. But I've got to support my best friend right now. I wish it didn't have to be this way."

I shook my head. "I'm not going be invited back in anytime soon, am I?"

Cassidy sighed. "Probably not."

"So what do you expect me to do? Just turn into a loner and be all by myself until Megan forgives me? That's not a life, Cassidy. I've got to move on."

"Can't you wait just a little bit?" She pleaded.

"Can you tell me how long? A few days? A week? Next year?"

From the way she shrugged her shoulders and looked away, Cassidy clearly didn't know. "I don't want to lose you, Ben. Save for this one fuck-up, you're the greatest guy I ever met."

I sighed. "I'm nothing special, Freckles. I'm sorry, I'm just a guy."

Cassidy closed her eyes and clenched her fists. "That's ALWAYS your excuse."

We both went quiet for a long minute, both of us staring away while lost to our thoughts.

"So what now?" Cassidy finally broke the silence.

I hung my head. "You make a choice, just like everyone else. Me or Megan. And my bit of advice, go with Megan."

"You know I will. She's my best friend. But I want you BOTH. I want things the way they WERE."

I wanted to say 'I do too', but as I took a deep breath, I realized that it wasn't true anymore. Things could never go back to the way they were, and I'd come to accept that. I'd made a decision. I'd fucked Adrienne, and that one glorious event had set me onto a completely new path. There was no going back and undoing the past. I stood up. "We're talking in circles, Cassidy."

"Ben..." she pleaded. My use of her given name deflated her hopes.

"Look. Even if the three of us got back together, Megan would never trust me again. Things can't ever be the same. All that's left is to move on. I've gotta figure out how to best go on with my life. You should too." I turned to leave.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Ben?" Cassidy asked with hope in her eyes.

"Sure. Always."

Wednesday, my life set down my completely new path.

It all started when I got to my locker before first period. I had exchanged out all the books I needed and was just closing it when I heard the decibel level around me suddenly quiet down. I closed the locker door and turned to see Adrienne walking up to me. The general crowd had hushed to see what would happen.

And what happened was that Adrienne grabbed my head and planted on me the hottest, juiciest, fiercest kiss I'd felt in a long time. A nuclear bomb lit off behind my eyes and I felt all the oxygen in my body being sucked away. The hairs on the back of my neck tingled and every square inch of my skin felt like it was on fire.

When she pulled away, I was left dazed by the intensity of her kiss, and Adrienne grinned at me. "Walk me to my next class, honey?" she asked sweetly.

I was still dizzy, but automatically, I replied, "Sure thing, babe."

Adrienne hooked her arm through mine and started off. I don't think anyone realized she was leading me as my feet struggled to plant themselves forward one at a time.

We started off down the hall and once in motion, there was less of a crowd immediately surrounding us. Various people would whisper and point at us, but Adrienne kept us striding along at a good pace.

Eventually, I found my voice. "Adrienne, what's going on?"

"What's it look like? You're my new boyfriend, Ben."

"Boyfriend?"

"The entire school thinks we're together anyways."

"Me? I'm a nobody."

"You're good enough for me to choose, Ben. That makes you a somebody. And it's not like I'm losing points for dating you. You're tall enough, you're handsome, and you walk with confidence. And Candy vouched for you having a big cock. Just because you weren't on anybody's radar before your growth spurt doesn't mean you're not a good catch today. If I hadn't snagged you first, some of the other girls were already talking about poaching you from your little girlfriends."

"I thought you didn't want another boyfriend right away."

She waggled her head. "I said I didn't want to get serious. So we won't get serious. And I wasn't planning to start publicly dating you. A screw on the side here and there, yeah, but not publicly dating. That was then."

"What changed?"

Adrienne sighed. "Megan. Yesterday's little showdown kinda put us together. If I don't hook up with you it might look like I'm scared of her. I can't have that."

I winced. "I don't want you dating me just for some ... political ... public image thing."

"No, no, don't take this the wrong way, Ben. I like you. I really like you. Megan just moved up my timetable, that's all."

"And what if I don't wanna be your boyfriend?"

Adrienne stopped in her tracks, which stopped me as well. She frowned and tilted her head as if she'd never even considered the possibility. "Why wouldn't you want to be? You don't want to be Adrienne Dennis' boyfriend?"

I immediately thought of Cassidy, who was still secretly hoping we'd get back together. "This is all really sudden. You just broke up with Jake on Monday. And honestly, I'm still half in love with my girlfriends, Adrienne."

She smiled and touched my cheek. "You're sweet, Ben. But this is the way it's gotta be. Your friends won't talk to you. And my friends will accept you more easily if we're dating. Besides," Adrienne grinned and leaned into me, pressing those big tits against my chest. Her voice dropped to a seductive purr. "Whoever is my boyfriend gets certain ... regular privileges ... with my body."

SCHWING.

"You busy this afternoon, Ben? I don't have cheer practice." Adrienne's hazel eyes flashed as she leered at me. "I've got some time for my boyfriend to visit me and fuck my brains out."

Her tongue came out across her lip as she put on a sultry face that would have been right at home in a porno movie. "Don't you wanna rock my world, Ben?"

My mouth watered as my mind recalled the incredible sex session with Adrienne from last week. My jaw quivered as I grunted, "Yeah. Uh, I think I can make the time."

Adrienne giggled and then planted one of those nuclear kisses on me.

I was floating on a cloud of bliss when she released me. But then my new girlfriend took a step back and eyed me rather critically. And with a shrug, she waved her hand at my jeans and T-shirt and said, "Of course, if you're going to be my boyfriend, we're going to have to work on your fashion sense."

"Huh?" I frowned.

Adrienne's eyes just lit up as she looped her arm through mine. "You'll see!"

The rest of the day flew by in a blur. In some ways, it was a rehash of Tuesday. Megan and Elaine looked at me hatefully. The rest of my old friends tiptoed around me. And I got a lot more respect and appraising looks from the general student body. It was obvious to all: I was now Adrienne Dennis' boyfriend.

Per usual, Adrienne and Candy invited me to eat at their lunch table. At least on this day, I started to involve myself in the conversation. If this was to be my new circle of friends, I might as well start getting to know them.

Cheerleaders and jocks weren't really my style. We didn't have that much in common. But school was universal and it was easy to bitch about teachers and listen in on the usual gossip. Some of the guys even invited me to join their pickup basketball game when I expressed confidence in my shooting ability. Nothing Varsity level, but I'd hold my own against the baseball and football jocks.

It was a completely different world. Last week I was with old friends I'd hung out with since fifth grade. Today, I was with the popular crowd, chatting with people I barely knew and feeling slightly out of place. That's not to say it was bad. The guys were friendly enough and the girls flirted with me, and no 16-year-old boy can ever feel really bad when beautiful girls flirt with them.

And besides, right next to me was the most beautiful girl in school ... my girlfriend ... holding my hand and whispering dirty thoughts into my ear.

It was a whole new world.

Adrienne was holding my hand as we headed out to the parking lot after school ended. She whispered in my ear all the naughty things she was going to do to me that afternoon, and by the time we got to the lot I was half-ready to just drop the gorgeous blonde onto the sidewalk and fuck her right there.

But as we emerged from the school buildings, a solitary figure standing before us stopped me dead in my tracks. Her coppery hair fluttered in the wind, her arms folded tightly across her chest. Cassidy looked simultaneously angry and frightened. And as Adrienne and I approached, I realized my ex-girlfriend was actually hugging herself and struggling to keep from crying.

I looked at Adrienne, who dropped my hand and nodded me over. So alone, I took the last few steps towards Cassidy, who trembled as I came up to her.

"This is it? You're with her now? We're really broken up? It's over?" Cassidy's eyes canted to the sides, darting her gaze to Adrienne as she shuddered at the razor's edge between composure and sobbing.

I sighed. "I wish it wasn't. But things can never go back to exactly the way they were. Too much has happened now."

"It's so stupid! I've forgiven you, Ben! I want US to get back together! I never realized this whole thing with Megan would be so fucking complicated!" Cassidy whined. And then she let out a long exhalation. The air hissed out of her for what felt like minutes, and when she was done, she seemed to have shrunk a few inches. "I'm not giving up. I'll still try to talk Megan into forgiving you."

"Thanks. I appreciate it, Freckles."

Cassidy frowned and then leaned into me, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me firmly. There was a wail of sorrow in her moan, and for a moment, my heart sank. She was kissing me like it was the last time.

When she did pull away, there were tears rolling down Cassidy's cheeks. I brushed them away with my thumbs as I held her head in my hands, and then softly kissed her again.

"I really think I loved you, Ben. I mean, I thought I was in love with Drew, but it was so different with you."

"Me, too," I agreed. Cassidy had always been giving, understanding, horny, and sweet. I couldn't have asked for a better High School girlfriend. But I felt a sadness at the finality of our words.

"Look, this isn't over-over," she sniffled. "I mean, we've still got more than a year of High School left. A lot can change." She tried to laugh quietly. "You can't stay with Miss Popular forever, can you?"

I shrugged. I had NO idea what the future held for me and Adrienne.

"And I'll keep in touch. Megan thinks I'm being blind for still wanting to even talk to you, but she understands. If she wasn't so stubborn she'd be right next to me trying to figure this out."

I managed a small smile. "We don't have to work EVERYTHING out. Right now, I'd settle for getting my friends back. And by that I mean you and Megan. I really miss hanging out with you guys."

Cassidy sniffled. "Me, too."

I kissed her cheek, hugged her tightly, and then turned around. To my surprise, Megan had arrived as well, standing well apart from and half-glaring at Adrienne while watching me and Cassidy.

I heard Cassidy sigh and then lean into kiss my cheek. And then without looking back, she walked away from me. Megan turned as her best friend approached and the two of them headed off.

I had to admit, it hurt like HELL to see them leaving, even more than when they'd broken up with me. These past few days, I hurt to find my girlfriends and regular friends all shunning me. But seeing Megan and Cassidy now departing had so much more finality to it that I felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.

Adrienne came up next to me and wrapped her arm around my waist. And then in a quiet voice, she said, "Come with me, Ben. I'll make you forget you were ever with them."

Right now, with all the pain I felt inside, that sounded like a REALLY good idea.

Have you ever watched a movie and been blown away by how great it was? Have you ever gone back and re-watched the movie and been even more impressed as you noticed all the little details that made the movie so spectacular in the first place?

That was what it was like to have sex with Adrienne a second time.

The first time had been incredible. She'd gotten me off six times. I'd spurted into all three of her holes. And the orgasms I'd had were simply mind-blowing.

Less than a week later, we were fucking again. I didn't cum as many times as before. But now that I wasn't so in awe of the moment, I noticed a LOT more details and together, we had an even BETTER experience.

We started in the living room. Now that she wasn't in a rush to seduce me before I chickened out and ran away, Adrienne took her time by putting on some mood music and slowly stripping out of her clothing in a seductive dance. I was drooling as layer after layer was removed, and by the time she popped her bra with her back to me and then turned around to proudly show off those glorious tits, I HAD completely forgotten about my ex-girlfriends. How could I possibly think of anyone else but the gorgeous half-naked creature before me?

Wearing just a black thong, Adrienne then gave me my first ever lapdance while I absorbed all those details about her body I'd been too rushed to notice before. I traced the curvature of her breasts and noted the perfection of her nipple placement and the exact pink shade of her areolas. I observed her creamy skin, picking out the very few spots or blemishes that merely signaled her as human without detracting at all from her otherwise flawless appearance.

I felt my body flush with fever as Adrienne ground her pubic bone against my crotch, rubbing herself on my boner. Her breasts were warm and pressed up against my cheeks, filling my nostrils with the scent of her skin. And when she tilted her head down and planted another nuclear kiss on my lips, I felt like I could melt into nothingness and be completely satisfied with my life.

My mind floated away on a cloud of arousal and bliss. I felt Adrienne's touch at a hundred different points of my skin. I wasn't sure if she was rubbing my face, holding my wrists, or stroking my legs. Maybe she was doing all three. All I knew was that my eyes were closed and she was the source of the pleasure tingling through every last inch of my body. And then suddenly, all that pleasure was focused right on my cock, and I blinked my eyes open to see the golden-haired goddess kneeling between my naked legs, my prick firmly lodged into the back of her throat with her hot lips squeezed around the very base of my cock.

"Ohhh, Adrienne..." I sighed happily. And as she continued to deep-throat me, I felt my mental awareness slowly return as I focused in on the delightful sensations she was inducing in my dick.

Once I was firmly back in the real world, Adrienne then stood up and held her hand out to me. "Take me to heaven, Ben."

So I did.

I was in a zone. It was as if Adrienne's strip-tease and lapdance had brought me to a sexual nirvana where everything was clear. I understood where she wanted me to touch her and with how much pressure. I understood exactly what she needed for me to bring her the greatest amount of pleasure. And after she squirted her honey into my face, just like last time, I understood that she wanted to now be filled up with my thick, throbbing cock.

In a single lunge I skewered her, and the most beautiful girl in school was suddenly clutching me tightly to her body, cooing in my ear how wonderful I was making her feel. "Oh gawd, Ben! Oh my gawd! Take me! Deeper! Fuck me, Ben! So good!"

Like a smoothly oiled piston I moved in and out of the 16-year-old babe's tight tunnel, ramming her without mercy and yet feeling like we were tenderly making love. Her hands rubbed the muscles of my back as they flexed and tightened in our fucking motions. Her legs hooked around my thighs, her toes straining downwards as an indicator of the force she was putting into her own hips, driving up to meet my every thrust.

In my Zen state, I fucked Adrienne tirelessly. Over and over I pounded her without slowing. My heartbeat remained steady despite the exertion, and the sweat soon began running off both our bodies as we energetically flung ourselves at each other, lost in the delirium of madly passionate sex.

I grunted in harmony with Adrienne's repeated cries of, "Fuck me! Pound me! Unngh!" The metronomic rhythm of our panting just a bass soundtrack to the melody of her ecstatic cries.

I paid careful attention when Adrienne came the first time, her body clenching up while I continued to rut into her cunt without pause. I watched the golden twinkling light in her hazel eyes as she came and the way her white teeth sparkled as she gaped her mouth open to cry out. I felt the subtle shudders in her arms as the orgasm swept through her body, and distinctly noted the sudden flush of lubrication at our joining to help smoothen our motions.

The second time she came, I noted that I had to dig just a bit deeper to keep pumping through her incredibly tight pussy as she spasmed with pure physical delight. I compared the way her eyes rolled back in her head as she seemed on the verge of passing out again, but just barely managed to ride out her orgasm before going limp beneath me, her hips twitching spasmodically as I didn't let up at all on assaulting her pleasure centers with my rod and my pelvis.

The third time, I finally hit my limit as well. I'd been pounding non-stop without a break or without significantly slowing down. But all of a sudden I felt my breath begin to give out as my lungs reached their limit of hyperventilation. I felt various parts of my body going numb and my hip thrusts suddenly became hip rotations as the strength in my legs gave out and all I could keep doing was humping my pelvis directly against Adrienne's clit.

That was all she needed to cum again, her eyes rolling back up into her head while her arms and limbs began to twitch uncontrollably. And as I felt my own orgasm exploding out of my body, liquid fire pouring out of my prick, I also felt every other part of me going into emergency shut down lest I overheat and die.

By the time I fired my second volley into Adrienne's womb, I was aware of only two things: the rawness of my throat as my orgasmic scream joined with hers, and the unbelievable ecstasy and relief as my prick spurted what felt like gallons of sperm into her yielding body. Every other part of me had already gone dark, leaving no sensations possible except for the brilliant nova of my ejaculation.

It was the greatest cum of my life.

And just before the darkness of unconsciousness covered my vision, I saw Adrienne's eyes close and her head flop to the side as she passed out. And then as my body collapsed, crushing her voluminous breasts against me, I closed my eyes and surrendered to the bliss of sleep..

13 Chapter 13: Spring Break I

APRIL 2001, JUNIOR YEAR

"Do it, Ben. Do it. Gimme your jizz. Cum for your nasty slut. I wanna feel you dripping down my chest. I'm just gonna put my shirt on when you're done. I'm gonna eat dinner with my dad knowing that I've got your dried spunk on my chest. Do it, Ben! Cum!"

I growled and leaned back, feeling the compression in my balls as I readied for ejaculation. Adrienne started hunching her body up and down even faster, squeezing her massive breasts around my long prick, compressing her titflesh to form an even tighter tunnel of pleasure for my rod.

And then I was there. I grunted twice and then Adrienne simply tilted her head back, exposing her neck as the first volley splattered the underside of her chin. She pulled her tits off me just enough to grab me in her right hand, taking over the jacking motion and expertly squeezing me for maximum cum volume.

The second shot hit Adrienne in the upper chest, and then her hand took over the aiming as she carefully made sure I left sperm deposits in a big semi-circle around her neck.

When I was done, I sagged back into the couch seat, panting for breathe while Adrienne observed her handiwork (er, titwork). She stuck a finger into a stray line of cum on her left breast, scooping it up and then popping the finger into her mouth while giggling delightfully.

"What do you think?" she asked, rotating her chest to show her pearl necklace off like a work of art.

"Absolutely beautiful," I grinned and stared at the creamy globs splattered over her skin. "Better than jewelry. And we are SO gonna do that again."

She giggled again and then reached for her blouse. I pinched in my eyebrows in disbelief and barked, "Adrienne! You're not really gonna wear my cum to dinner, are you?"

"Well," the gorgeous blonde said mysteriously. "I WAS considering it."

"Adrienne!" I protested.

"Fine, fine," she dropped the blouse and instead reached her hand to me. "Come on then. Let's take a shower and see if we can't find another place on my body to blow your load."

Thirty minutes and one load of cum into Adrienne's pussy later, I was jogging into my house, dressed in a new Abercrombie Fitch striped polo and designer jeans that had once again taken a big bite out of my bank account. Adrienne of course had picked them out for me. Ah, the price for AMAZING sex.

Twenty minutes after that, I was seated at the dinner table with my family around me.

And thirty minutes after that, I was helping my mom in the kitchen when I finally worked up the courage to ask what had been on my mind for the past hour. "Mom, is it okay if I spend a few days of Spring Break with Adrienne?"

"Of course," she replied without even turning around. "I assumed you were going to spend every day with your girlfriend."

I sighed. That hadn't come out right. "Uh, I meant days and nights," I clarified.

Mom stopped mid-dish and turned around to look at me. "Say that again?"

"Uh, Candy Carter, one of Adrienne's friends?" I began, stammering slightly. "Well her parents have this beach house in La Jolla they usually rent out. It's unoccupied right now and they said she could use it for the week. She's inviting a bunch of friends, including Adrienne and me, and I'd really like to go."

Mom blinked twice and then without taking her eyes off me, called out for my dad. "Michael!"

A minute later, my dad walked in and looked back and forth between us. "What's up?"

"Our son is asking permission to go to a beach house, overnight, in La Jolla with his girlfriend and some other high school friends."

My dad arched his eyebrow in the traditional family expression of inquisitiveness. "Any parental supervision?"

I blushed. "Uh, probably not. Most of them are seniors at school."

"And just what do you expect to be doing while you're there?" Dad asked with a condescending expression on his face.

"Well, to be perfectly honest," I began in a wary tone before straightening my spine. "Lots of swimming, surfing, and tanning. There will probably be some alcohol available. And I do expect to be having sex," I nodded my head. "Lots and lots of sex. That's what I was hoping for."

Mom was arching her eyebrow. My parents had always been pretty liberal, my mom even helping me have sex with Dawn last summer. They'd been aware of the beer at the various parties I'd attended close to home, and so far I'd never given them a reason not to trust me. But then, none of those parties had been overnight and in a town an hour's drive away. Mom sighed and looked at her husband. "What do you think, Michael?"

He took a deep breath and shrugged. "Well, Adrienne IS quite pretty."

"Michael!" My mom teased and slapped my dad on the arm. "Do you think we can trust Ben to be on his own for a few days?" My mom stood up straight at that thought and turned to me. "Wait, how many days were you planning on?"

"Uh, honestly, as many as you'd let me. If it was only a single day and zero nights, meaning I drive down in the morning and come back that evening, I'd accept it. But I WAS hoping for at least two or three nights out of the whole week."

"They'll be there for the whole week?"

"Yes, Mom. Leaving Friday night and returning the Sunday before classes start again."

"And can we trust you?"

"Yes, Mom. I'll call every day to check in."

"And you'll control your drinking and confine it to the house? Nothing out in public?"

"Of course!" I promised quickly. My parents gave us kids wide boundaries, but it would be hell to pay if we crossed them, since they'd already given us so much leeway.

"And no drugs," Mom looked at me sternly.

I rolled my eyes. "Of course not, Mom."

She sighed and looked at my dad. "What do you think?"

He tapped his chin and thought about it for a moment. "The first weekend. Two nights. You can drive down with them on Friday and you'll be home by dinner on Sunday. We definitely want you home on Monday for your birthday, and we'll talk after that and decide if we want to let you go back for additional days."

Dad looked to his wife. "Sound reasonable?"

Mom nodded and then looked at me. "Fair enough, Ben? If you behave the first weekend, we might let you go back. Okay?"

I broke into a wide grin. "Okay!"

My mom smiled and then waggled her finger at me. "And remember, no drugs!"

"C'mon, Ben! Just one hit!" Adrienne giggled and held out the marijuana joint to me. She'd been pestering me for a half-hour, pretty much since she started buzzing off the weed. I'd remembered my promise to my mother and kept saying "no".

"C'mon, Ben!" Adrienne batted her eyelashes at me. "One hit and I'll let you fuck my face again!"

That got my attention. And with Adrienne shaking her big tits in my face, barely concealed by a skimpy bikini top, and after three rum and cokes, I thought 'what the hell' and reached for the proffered white roll.

I'd seen enough people dragging on a joint to have a vague concept of what I was doing. But I wasn't a smoker, not even cigarettes, and so I was slightly nervous as I took my first inhalation.

It wasn't anything like I expected. Actually, I didn't feel a thing. So I tried again ... and again ... and after the third inhalation I felt a pleasant little crawly sensation in the back of my head. That was good enough for my first experience with an illegal drug.

Shrugging, I handed the joint back and Adrienne took another hit herself, turning and leaning back against my chest, letting her head loll back onto my left shoulder. She sighed happily, "Mmm ... yeah..."

It was a very pleasant evening, everyone in the mood to just relax after a full day of classes. We'd hung out on the upstairs deck which overlooked the ocean, watching the sun set on the distant horizon. The weather was relatively warm and boosted by an overhead space heater, which kept the girls in bikini tops despite the late hour, much to the guys' appreciation. And the smell of roasted meat wafted in the air, remnants of our completed barbecue. THIS was what I had imagined when I thought of a Spring Break.

Adrienne was snuggling beside me on the couch, the two of us just mellowing out and enjoying the ocean breeze. Meanwhile, Candy Carter was literally in Trevor Hansen's lap, doing her level best to permanently embed her tongue into his throat. The third couple, Summer MacIntosh and Jae Choi, was somewhere else in the house, surely already fucking each other's brains out.

That just left the two solo cheerleaders, Mizuho Nishioka, a tall, pretty, Japanese- American babe, and Lynne Arian, a petite, cute brunette, to hang out on the deck with us and chat amiably with me and Adrienne. I cheerfully ogled their cleavage and passed the time in idle conversation, a few more cocktails, and a couple more joints that got passed around.

A little after sunset, Candy and her big jock boyfriend Trevor excused themselves to go play in a more private place. I thought about suggesting the same thing, but Adrienne was in the middle of some weed-induced philosophical bullshit conversation about the nature of humanity, and I didn't want to interrupt her. But my cock was hard in my shorts and I started leaning into her just a bit more, bending my head down to nibble along her shoulder and lightly kiss my girlfriend's ear.

Adrienne giggled when she realized I was feeling rather horny, but rather than tell me to back off or wind down her conversation with the girls, she merely reached back with her right hand, slipped it beneath the waistband of my shorts, and wrapped her fingers around my shaft.

Lynne's eyes went wide when she saw this, but Mizuho just smirked. And as Adrienne began to gently stroke me, she carried on her conversation as if nothing different was going on.

I felt flush with embarrassment, feeling rather exposed with my girlfriend jacking me in front of two of her friends. But with the mellow marijuana buzz dulling my anxiety and the pleasurable feeling of her skillful hand, I just relaxed and went with the flow, moaning very softly into Adrienne's ear.

"You're such a slut," Mizuho giggled. "Why don't you just whip it out and fuck him right here?"

"Seriously?" Lynne gasped, not wanting to stare but unable to look away either.

"You'll be getting much more of an eyeful later on, Lynne. Remember the plan? Up close and personal." Adrienne smirked, and the petite brunette's jaw just quivered. For a moment, I wondered if Adrienne really would just expose my cock and impale herself on it.

"Why wait?" Mizuho husked through heavy lidded eyes. "You DID say he was the best you ever had, A.D. And I've NEVER heard you praise a boy like that before. So if you won't, maybe I'll just take him for a ride right now?"

"Nuh-uh. Not tonight," Adrienne tsked in reply. "Rules, Mizu. Rules."

The slender, pretty Asian girl pouted and folded her arms over her chest. Lynne looked both relieved and disappointed no one was going to start fucking in front of her. Instead, Adrienne just kept stroking me in measured rhythm.

Her slow pace kept me from ever getting close to popping, but the combined marijuana, alcohol, and physical stimulation kept me aroused. Without all three of those, I doubt my inhibitions would have lowered enough for me to do what I did next.

After five minutes of being stroked, I decided that turnabout was fair play. I had my left arm wrapped behind Adrienne and turned my hand from where it held her side, bringing it upwards until I was cupping one of those big, round tits from outside her bikini. With my right hand, I reached over and tried to slide it into Adrienne's shorts. But they were too tight for me to fit my hand through, so I settled for unbuttoning them and dropping the zipper, only then diving my hand beneath her bikini bottoms and sliding a finger into the blonde's moist pussy.

I'd been expecting Adrienne to stop me before I got to this point. Teasing me was one thing, a show of mastery and control for her friends. But I figured her own modesty would kick in if I attempted to do the same.

But she didn't stop me. Instead, Adrienne actually opened her legs a little wider to give me better access and soon I had coated two fingers in her natural juices and I started softly rubbing her clit.

Lynne looked like she half-wanted to crawl behind her own hands, they way someone does during a scary movie. Mizuho just looked enraptured at the outline of my hand moving beneath Adrienne's thong panties. By now, the conversation had pretty much come to a stop, the single cheerleaders simply watching Adrienne and I masturbate each other. The only sounds now were that of Adrienne softly whimpering and the rustle of fabric against skin as we continued frigging while just barely hidden from view.

Adrienne was only lightly stroking me, but I fully intended to get her off on my fingers. And just as her whimpers began to pick up in speed and pitch, the wind died out and the air became still. The ambient silence served only to heighten the focus on Adrienne's soft whimpers of pleasure, and the three of us listened intently as my gorgeous girlfriend started into short, staccato gasps, signaling that her end was very near.

Even though we were all expecting it, Adrienne's wail of completion surprised us as it burst forth like a gunshot, causing both other girls to jerk back and me to abruptly stop fingering her for a second. But then Adrienne's other hand was over mine, pushing it back into motion and she moaned and whimpered as the orgasm continued on and on.

When she was done, Adrienne pulled her hand out of my shorts, grabbed my head, and planted one of her nuclear kisses on my lips. And then without a word, she stood on shaky legs and practically dragged me to our bedroom.

It was a very good night.

Whether by design or accident, pretty much all the bedroom windows were left open. The walls weren't very thick either. And so for most of the night and a good chunk of the morning, the sounds of ecstatic lovemaking could be heard throughout the house.

After I pushed Adrienne through two screaming orgasms and one of my own, we could hear another couple going at it, Summer and Jae I believed. Midway through Summer and Jae's lovemaking, Candy and Trevor re-started their own activities, the girls getting into a moaning and screaming competition. And by the time they finished, Adrienne and I showed them what orgasms were REALLY supposed to sound like.

By morning, Lynne and Mizuho were hornier than mutant goats. While the other six of us were relaxed over breakfast, the two of them were fidgety and restless in their seats. Mizuho was eyeing all the guys hungrily, as if she was visualizing what we'd all been doing the previous night. And Lynne refused to make eye contact with anyone, just squirming constantly.

That's when she arrived.

"I'm HEE-rre!" a loud, feminine voice announced.

I craned my neck around to see a stunningly beautiful girl posing at the entryway, arms up as if inviting everyone to stare adoringly at her. She was an Amazonian goddess with dark hair and bright eyes. My eyes bounced down her glorious body, tightly-wrapped in a slinky green outfit that hugged her every curve. She was Elyse Laughton: Senior-class babe, head cheerleader, and all-around queen bee of the school. I knew who she was, but never had the opportunity to really be around her or get to know her. She just ran with a different crowd of cheerleaders most of the time, and I wasn't entirely sure how she fit in with Adrienne's other friends that I was more familiar with.

All I needed to know came from Adrienne's muttered curse beside me. "The fuck is she doing here?"

Even Candy seemed surprised, despite the fact that this was HER family's house, although her response was far more pleasant. "Elyse! Hey! Didn't know you were gonna make it."

"Welllll," Elyse said dramatically as if she were deigning to step down amongst us mere mortals. "I was going to Katrina's place for break, but something came up and I remembered your invitation. So here I am!" And Elyse actually twirled, going up tiptoe on one foot to show off the extension of her incredible legs and slender physique.

And when she came back down, her eyes darted across the room for a moment, taking in everyone who was present before alighting on me and Adrienne. Her jet black hair settled down in a Cleopatra cut over her pretty face, her sculpted cheekbones hardened, and sharp green eyes closing down to slits. "Oh," Elyse hummed seductively. "Fresh meat..."

With that, the stunningly beautiful senior sashayed across the room, proffering her hand to me palm down with a limp wrist in a move that made me automatically grasp her fingers. "Enchanté," she mused in a sultry voice.

"Uh, hi," I stammered.

"Ben, right?" Elyse's green eyes glittered. "I've heard so much about you."

If looks could kill, Adrienne would have incinerated Elyse by now.

Candy saw Adrienne's expression and patted Elyse, her Cheerleading Captain, on the back. "C'mon. Have you had breakfast yet?"

The two of them headed into the kitchen, and then Adrienne turned around and sunk into the couch, clearly upset. "Gimme that," she snapped to Summer, who had just arrived with a fresh glass of orange juice. Quietly, Summer handed it over and Adrienne chugged the entire thing before she sighed and let her head sink against my shoulder. Summer just raised her eyebrows and went back to get another OJ.

"What was that all about?" I asked softly.

"Nothing," Adrienne grumped. "She's just jealous because she thinks I'm out to take her spot."

"Are you?"

Adrienne shrugged and answered in a quiet voice. "Not my fault if the guys think I'm the hottest girl in school instead of her. And yeah, I want the Captaincy next year, but next year's squad decides that, not her. What does she care? She'll have graduated and moved on."

"Is that it?"

Adrienne went quiet for a long while and then took another chug of her drink. She never answered and I didn't press any further. There was an untold story between Elyse and Adrienne, but I wasn't about to find it out just yet.

After breakfast, we all went out to do a little shopping and sightseeing. Flying solo, Elyse joined Mizuho and Lynne in wearing some of their most revealing outfits, going around charming every male between the ages of 13 and 50 we met on the street. They wanted attention. It was easy. Six hot, busty, teenage girls wearing skimpy clothing drew men like moths to a flame.

I noticed also that Elyse went out of her way to flirt with me as well. I tried to remember that she wasn't exactly Adrienne's favorite person, but so far Elyse had done nothing to show me she was a bad person. Sure, she was a little narcissistic, but then, what extremely hot girl isn't? And so I found myself rather enjoying the extra attention from the slightly older, exceedingly beautiful young woman.

While the girls browsed hideously expensive clothing at one of the many boutique shops on Prospect St., I entertained myself by imagining Adrienne in some of the particularly sheer summer dresses the shop carried, one of which appeared to be completely see-thru in the chest area. I even started imagining what Elyse's tits would look like in the dress. But then I heard Adrienne let out an annoyed sigh and exit the store.

Through a window, I could see Adrienne walking up to Mizuho, who was chatting up a well-tanned, handsome older man who was graying at the temples. From my position and the noises of the street, I couldn't hear anything they were saying.

Abruptly, Adrienne yanked back on Mizuho's arm and said something, which made the man jerk away and almost immediately head off down the sidewalk. Mizuho pouted and complained something. But Adrienne shook her head firmly and started dragging her friend inside the store. Once they crossed inside, I heard Adrienne say, "What were you thinking? There's no way in hell Candy would let you bring an old guy like that back to her place!"

"I wasn't going to bring him BACK. I just ... I was just flirting!" Mizuho complained in her high-pitched voice with just a trace of a Japanese accent.

"You're seventeen!"

"HE didn't know that. At least until you TOLD him and he ran away like I had the plague or something," Mizuho pouted.

Adrienne rolled her eyes and then got the attention of the others. "Hey, let's keep moving."

Elyse then took over, raising her voice and adopting the commanding tone of one used to being in charge. "Let's keep moving, girls. Anybody want a frappucino?"

We got lunch and then hit the beach, doing a little bodysurfing, a little tossing frisbee, and the girls did a lot of tanning. There's something indescribably erotic about a girl facedown on a towel, her back completely naked while the untied strings of her bikini top lay sprawled out next to her body. To see six such girls in a row is simply mind-blowing, and we three guys spent a good chunk of our time warding away adoring male fans. We weren't helped in that Elyse, Mizuho, and Lynne were actively encouraging additional male attention, and after an hour the three of them separated their towels from the group so that they could get suitably flattered by men without interference.

Thankfully, none of the girls seemed inclined to actually invite someone back to Candy's house, and once everyone was nicely burnt we all returned for an afternoon siesta.

When we got back, Elyse flirtatiously asked if I would rub soothing lotion into her back. But Adrienne just glared at her, grabbed my shoulder, and then frog- marched me into our room. Once inside, Adrienne stripped herself completely naked, posed, and then asked, "Please Ben. Can you put some aloe all over my naked body?"

I grinned and went to my task, which led to a little hanky-panky, which resulted in pleasant orgasms for the both of us. After that, I made my second attempt at sleeping with someone else in bed.

My first attempt had just been the past night. I wasn't used to having another body so close by and I slept only fitfully. In fact, if I wasn't so exhausted from sex, I might not have fallen asleep at all. Some people can spend the entire night cuddled in each other's arms. Adrienne and I spent the entire night yanking the blankets back and forth and rolling away from each other.

But on Saturday afternoon, we managed to peacefully catch a couple hours of shut-eye with Adrienne's head pillowed on my chest. My left arm felt like weak rubber when I woke up, but the radiant smile on my girlfriend's face more than made up for the minor discomfort.

Saturday night started off as a rehash of Friday night. We fired up the barbecue, this time grilling some sort of kabob instead of burgers or steaks. Mixed drinks would be plentiful, music pumped through the upper floor and deck, and a few more joints were rolled and passed around.

I'd called my mom that afternoon to let her know I was doing fine. She hadn't asked about drugs, so I didn't need to lie to her. And when Adrienne handed me the joint, I properly took a few puffs before passing it along.

There was just one minor hiccup. Even in La Jolla, springtime evenings would cool enough to demand sweaters or other sources of heat on the back patio. Since we wanted to remain in as brief attire as possible, Candy kept the patio heater turned up. But when she went to turn it on, the big thing made a clunking noise, started smoking for a second, and then promptly went dead.

"FUCK!" Candy spat, wrapping her arms around herself against the wind whipping in from the ocean. "Looks like we'll have to put some clothes on."

"NO!" Trevor bitched, wanting to see his girlfriend wearing her skimpy bikini as much as the rest of us guys did.

Quickly, I set my beer down and said, "Lemme look at it."

"Don't worry," Candy said glumly. "We'll get a contractor in come Monday."

"That's two days away," I arched an eyebrow. "Really, just lemme look at it."

"Let him look," Adrienne piped up and then gave her friend a saucy grin. "Even buzzed, Ben's all the handyman you need."

After unplugging the unit and getting up on a ladder, I popped the casing on the big rectangular heater and poked around, finding the culprit almost immediately. A wire had come loose and was shorting across the heating element. I hopped back into the house and hunted around for some electrical tape, then returned and re-twisted the wire into position and taped it down. Less than five minutes after the heater conked out, I closed the casing and fired her up. A bright orange glow immediately emanated from the heating coils and I stepped back with a satisfied smile on my face.

"Wow, Ben! You really are handy!" Candy exclaimed with a delighted smile on her face as she hugged me, pressing those nice tits into my chest.

I grinned and looked around. The commotion had attracted all of our friends, and I saw the guys looking at me with respect while the girls smiled in admiration, even Elyse.

Adrienne quickly slipped her arm around my waist and kissed my cheek. "It gets me sooo hot when you do manly stuff like that."

I grinned and kissed her cheek back. "Does that mean I get a hero's reward later on?"

Her eyes glowed golden. "Absolutely."

I laughed and we all went back to our mellow partying. A fresh joint was handed to me and under the basking warmth of the overhead heater, we all enjoyed the breeze and the view of a half-dozen girls wearing their skimpy bikini tops.

It was sometime after the sun went down that the evening started to get rather more intense. Everyone was properly buzzed by now, the nine of us all sprawled across the great room, lounging on various couches, chairs, and bean bags. That's when Candy brought out a tray with a row of shot glasses, some limes, and a bottle of tequila. And then she proudly announced that we were playing Truth or Dare.

Summer, a beautiful California blonde, guffawed at that. "Come on, Candy. We know most of each other's secrets."

"The key word is 'most'," Candy giggled. "We also have two new people," Candy gestured to me and Jae, who were recent additions to the clique. "And since we haven't done this since last summer, I'm sure everyone has lost a few more points off the purity test."

Adrienne groaned. "Stupid game."

Elyse laughed, the sound more biting than humorous. Her sharp green eyes danced as she stared down Adrienne. "That's just because you're so secretive that you always end up doing the most dares."

"It's because I get picked on more than everyone else," Adrienne raised her chin and stared back. "All the guys just want to see young Adrienne get hammered and naked."

"Not my fault you can't handle the heat," Elyse retorted.

"Hey, hey," Candy's voice calmed things down. "Let's just have some fun here."

Adrienne took a deep breath and a drag on the latest joint. "Fine, but I get to go first."

Candy looked around, getting shrugs from everyone, including Elyse. So Candy motioned to Adrienne to go right ahead.

Adrienne got a wicked grin on her face and leaned forward. "You mentioned losing points off the purity test. And I KNOW which one you were hung up on last summer. So Candy, did you finally let Trevor fuck your ass? Truth or Dare?"

Candy's blush answered before she could say anything. And even if that wasn't confirmation enough, the shit-eating grin on Trevor's face took away any doubt. No one was surprised when Candy offered up a meek "yes".

"How was it?" Adrienne couldn't help asking.

"Nuh-uh. That's a second question. It's my turn," Candy grinned and an evil gleam came into her eye.

I started to get a little worried. I'd played truth or dare myself a few times, but Adrienne's first question was already something that pushed the furthest limits of any questions I'd done with Kenny and Daniel and the girls from my old crew. Just how crazy would this night get?

"So Lynne..." Candy began.

Lynne paled and visibly trembled. At first, it looked like Candy was going to ask her a question she'd had on her mind for some time, but after seeing her friend go into a state of near-panic, her face softened and Candy put up a soft lob of a question. "Did you really write that paper for Mr. Ricardo's Comparative Cultures class? Truth or Dare?"

Lynne visibly relaxed. So did I. And then Lynn said, "Truth. And no. It was my brother's college paper he wrote for another class."

Everyone groaned, but Lynne's and Candy's eyes met and I got the distinct impression that the real question Candy wanted to ask would come out eventually.

And so we went on. Lynne asked Elyse a softball question to which Elyse took a dare, just for the hell of it, and wound up taking a shot of tequila. Jae, a well-built Korean-American, admitted that he'd been boinking Summer for a full month before he broke up with Ji-hyun Jeon. Mizuho took a dare and removed her wrap, leaving her wearing nothing but her bikini. Then Summer took a dare and had to take a shot of tequila.

Someone passed around a freshly lit joint and then we continued. I revealed that I'd lost my virginity less than a year ago. And Trevor explained that he'd been stoned out of his mind during a baseball game where he struck out four times and made two fielding errors.

Then Trevor asked Adrienne what her bust size was up to now. "They were double-D's last summer but I swear they've gotten bigger," he leered.

Adrienne shrugged and said, "36E. And don't bother; you pulled this stunt on me last summer."

But Trevor had already launched into his follow-up. "Prove it!"

Adrienne sighed. "You got me to remove my bra last summer as proof. But these bikinis come in small, medium, large. So I'm not taking this top off, Trevor."

The big guy's face fell. "Aww, c'mon A.D."

And then Adrienne got up, heading off for our bedroom where she eventually came back with one of her unused bras, flipping over the tag. "See? Proven."

Jae leaned forward. "Damn! Good try, Trev."

Adrienne rolled her eyes and drawled, "Boys. Using the same stupid trick twice."

Everyone got a laugh. So far, none of the questions were overly personal and the dares were pretty tame ... so far.

Lynne and Jae both took tequila dares. After those first two, we just kept going around until all 8 of us had taken a shot. And that's when things started to get a little more intense.

Candy was up again and this time, she asked the question she'd really been wanting. "So Lynne..."

Lynne gulped and she fractionally shook her head in the negative. I got the distinct impression Lynne already knew the question that was coming and that Candy already knew the answer as well. She was just looking for confirmation.

A little smile came to Candy's face and her eyes dropped to mere slits. "Do you fantasize about fucking my boyfriend?"

Lynne quailed and averted her eyes. Her jaw trembled and in a meek voice, the cute brunette answered, "Dare."

It was one of those answers where everyone knew the answer was 'yes', and that even Lynne was trying to hide from the truth. And with a menacing grin, Candy leaned forward and said, "Fine. Here's your dare. French kiss Trevor."

Lynne was already the youngest-looking person there. She was just a Junior, like me and Adrienne. With light brown hair often pulled into a ponytail and a face more cute than beautiful, the petite 16-year-old could easily pass for fourteen. Now, as she trembled in both fear and desire, she practically looked twelve.

Candy nodded her head to Trevor, who got up and moved over in front of Lynne, who looked at him with wide brown eyes, half in shock as he knelt before her. Trevor was practically oozing charm out of his ears as he looked intensely at Lynne, and she actually swooned into his hand when he brought it up to cup her cheek. And by the time Trevor planted his lips on Lynne, all her anxiety had been washed away in a flood of lust as she clutched her hands behind his head and met his kiss in a rush of passion.

It was a cute moment. Without the buzz, Lynne probably would never have lowered her inhibitions enough to go along with it. But when Trevor pulled away, the pretty brunette looked as if she were a Disney princess who had just realized her prince had come.

Candy didn't seem to mind. Actually, from the look of heat in Candy's eyes, I thought it quite possible that Lynne would wind up in hers and Trevor's bed tonight. And as Trevor held Lynne's hands, everyone else around them started whooping in delight.

That kiss would turn out to be the happiness highlight of the evening. Things got considerably darker after that.

The game started off by merely getting more intense. With nine sexually-active, weed-smoking teens, there weren't a whole lot of taboo subjects or limits of modesty. Summer admitted her "number" was five. Candy admitted the most risqué place she'd ever had sex was on Mr. Ricardo's desk just two minutes after class had ended for the day. I revealed that yes, I'd had sex with a much older woman, and Adrienne simply nudged me in the ribs, since she was the one who'd asked me the question. And Elyse admitted that the most guys she'd ever had in a single night was four.

The dares also progressed way past tequila shots, and Adrienne frequently had to put up with them since she was still the most closed-off when it came to personal secrets. She had to deep-throat a banana, remove her shorts to leave her in only her bikini, and stick fingers into her own pussy and then lick the juices off.

Lynne had to french kiss Adrienne and then Mizuho had to french kiss Summer. Immediately afterwards, Jae had to strip down to his tighty-whities, the skimpy Hanes underwear doing almost nothing to hide the erection that had formed from watching his girlfriend making out with another chick, and a beautiful Asian at that.

That started a run on removing-clothing dares. All the girls wound up wearing just their bikinis or bras and panties. Trevor got down to his boxer shorts. And after I refused to reveal the name of the older woman I'd slept with, I was down to my shorts as well.

By this point, we were all completely bombed out of our minds, giggling constantly (both male and female) and I started to get the impression that almost anything was possible.

Things went a step further and the guys finally got a glimpse of Adrienne's tits when she was dared to walk onto the second-floor deck without her top and pose there for a full minute, risking that some passerby might see her. Certainly, everyone inside the room was staring out the sliding doors. Everyone, including me, booed when she returned and put her top back on.

A few minutes later, Mizuho lost her top and had to keep it off. The cute Japanese girl had a pretty nice set of tits, but then a minute later, Summer completely put her to shame when she had to strip completely naked and proudly displayed the silicone D-cups her daddy had bought for her, along with a nicely waxed pussy. I stared in awe for a moment once her tits were revealed, even though I knew my girlfriend had a nicer pair. Hey, new breasts are new breasts. And Summer was a typical hot Orange County girl: a natural brunette with platinum blonde-dyed hair, blue eyes, a tanned complexion, and a fresh, pretty face. Adrienne reached over and closed my mouth for me.

And it wasn't just the girls getting naked. When Jae and Trevor balked at kissing each other on the lips, both of them lost their underwear and wound up having to sit bare-buck naked, their erections hot and throbbing in the air.

But when Elyse dared Candy to give Trevor a blowjob in front of everyone, the entire room collectively gasped and then went silent.

In the tiniest of whispers, I asked Adrienne, "Do things always get this wild?"

She glanced at me with wide eyes, both surprised and aroused at the same time. "No, never. Yeah, we get naked sometimes; the guys love a cheap thrill. But never anything this sexual. Not during a game."

Candy seemed of like mind, seeing a blowjob as going too far. For a moment, she contemplated ruling that blowjobs were "too far outside the game". But Elyse was insistent, and Candy agreed to her truth question, admitting that yes, she'd cheated on Trevor behind his back. But Trevor already had known about it (they'd both cheated a couple of times), and the game moved on.

But Elyse didn't let up. The next time she had a turn she gave the same blowjob dare, and this time, with Summer bombed out of her mind, she caved and gave her boyfriend Jae a one-minute blowjob right in front of everyone.

Watching the beautiful blonde sucking her boyfriend's dick got everyone a little excited, and when Summer dared Adrienne to go down on Candy for a minute, the girls just took extra shots of tequila and went at it.

I'd known my girlfriend flirted with other girls. She flirted with everybody. But flirting is a far cry from munching pussy, and by the time my girlfriend pulled her wet face out of Candy's crotch, I might as well have not been wearing my shorts because my cock was poking out the top of it anyways.

That problem was solved a second later when Candy dared Mizuho to give me a five-minute blowjob.

My eyes flew wide open in shock, wonder, and panic. The shock came first, because I wasn't expecting anyone to really cross the invisible boundaries of dating couples (i.e. for anyone but Adrienne to do something sexual with me). The wonder came next when Adrienne just giggled and pointed Mizuho at me, seemingly unconcerned whatsoever. I supposed the concept of "exclusivity" wasn't such a big deal for Adrienne, especially given our past history. And then panic set in last, because I'd been titillated with arousal for the past hour as the game had progressed, and I wasn't entirely sure I could last five minutes.

While I didn't know Mizuho very well, I'd certainly been able to appreciate her beauty for some time. After all, doesn't every teenage boy fantasize about pretty much every beautiful girl that attends his school? And while Mizuho didn't have the biggest tits or the nicest ass, she certainly had a tight body, a gorgeous face, and soft pink lips. Those lips were currently opening up, and through the drunken, stoned fog clouding my brain, I felt the heavenly pleasure of a warm, wet mouth surrounding my cock.

If I hadn't been stoned, I might have been so nervous that I popped right then and there. But I was stoned, and I wasn't so nervous, and I simply groaned as Mizuho began fellating me.

Through heavy-lidded eyes, I looked down at the pretty girl giving me a wonderful blowjob. Mizuho's dark hair was streaked with blonde, and for a moment, I had a flashback to my sister Brandi, waking me up with my dick in her mouth. The memory only surged even more lust through my body, and I groaned while bucking my hips upward, shoving more of my meat into Mizuho's mouth. And if the pretty Japanese cheerleader had started to suck me just then, she would've wound up with quite the load of cum spraying into her mouth.

But Mizuho gagged for a second, her eyes bulging, and she let me fall out of her mouth. And by the time she returned to her oral attentions, the urge to cum had passed and I managed to ride out the five minutes without suffering a premature end.

When she was done, Mizuho sat up and brushed her hair behind her ears, fixing me with a wide smile. "You've got a beautiful cock, Ben," she said in a sultry voice. "I'll love to take it for a ride someday." She turned around and went back to her seat.

And as I panted for air and tried to recover my composure, I looked around at the eight horny teenagers around me and wondered just how far this would go.

I had no idea how late the hour was by the time everyone got naked. I do remember staring in awe at Elyse's naked body: her natural D-cups so buoyant and firm, her tummy with an actual six-pack, her bare-pussy already leaking moisture. But then Adrienne had smacked me and my focus got back into the game.

Dares had outnumbered truths 3 to 1 for the past few minutes. Summer and Mizuho had given Jae a tandem blowjob that stopped just short of getting him off. And Candy and Elyse had sixty-nined each other to orgasm, much to everyone's delight.

Then Lynne was the last one to lose all her clothes, and while she had the face of a young teenager, her body was clearly all woman with a nice set of tits and rounded hips. She was also sitting in Trevor's lap, grinding her ass on top of his erection. If this thing went much farther, I was certain that she'd soon be fucking him. Actually, if this thing went much farther, I was hoping we'd end up with a full- blown orgy.

After hours of being sexually titillated, I was DYING to get laid.

It didn't help matters when I took a dare rather than answer another sexual question that might reveal Keira's identity. The group had more or less figured out I was pretty hush-hush about my first lover and whenever they wanted me to do a dare, I was pretty much guaranteed a question in that direction.

This time, the dare was to give Elyse a five-minute lapdance. Adrienne looked a little peeved, but grudgingly she nodded for me to go ahead and I proceeded to give the gorgeous, raven-haired beauty the absolute worst Chippendale's-esque lapdance possible.

It's not that I wasn't trying very hard. It's just that for whatever sexual experience I had, giving a girl a lapdance wasn't among them. I'm just glad I was stoned out of my head; otherwise I might have been too nervous to even move. As it was, I shook my ass in Elyse's face and let her grope my buttcheeks. I waggled my cock in front of her and spanked her hand when she tried to grope it as well. And then after another minute of my inept gyrations, she simply threw me onto the couch and started giving ME a lapdance, crushing her tits into my face and dragging her wet pussy along my erection.

"You're pretty big!" she gasped as she rubbed her pussy along the outside of my shaft, her panting breath heavy in my ears as she crushed her tits into my chest and really started to get herself off on me. In the fog of drunkenness, I started to forget that my girlfriend was just feet away. My rational brain melted away, and all I had left were the instincts of a 16-year-old, aroused male. I wanted to FUCK.

Elyse seemed of like mind and when our eyes connected the next time, I swore I could feel a green flash explode in my brain. She then tilted her head and brought her face down to mine. And while her hands gripped my ears, Elyse Laughton, Senior-class goddess, raven-haired beauty, and all-around sexy teenage vixen, shoved her tongue down my throat.

"Hey, hey! Time! Time!" someone yelled, Summer I think.

I was dazed as Elyse climbed off me, assisted in part by Adrienne none too gently, and then I was yanked out of my seat and flung back to my spot on the couch. My girlfriend's usually hazel eyes now burned a bright gold, but fortunately for me her wrath seemed directed elsewhere. The game then continued without incident.

We all knew Elyse had taken things with me beyond the initial dare, and Adrienne got her mini-revenge a few minutes later. While Elyse was apparently no blowjob virgin, it was an act she did not enjoy and the next time Elyse had to take a dare, Adrienne stated, "Okay Elyse. Give Jae a blowjob and swallow his cum."

Elyse balked at having to do it, an act she personally thought was beneath her, especially the part about swallowing cum. And to our surprise, she returned back to Adrienne's original truth question and admitted the cruelest thing she ever did to another cheerleader.

That particular truth question was one that none of the girls would ever answer. To answer it honestly would invite the wrath of a friend and could potential cause a rift in the cheer squad. As such, the question was used when you wanted your target to do a dare with certainty.

But Elyse answered it, and she revealed that last year, she'd screwed Eric Bradford, Lynne Arian's boyfriend at the time. Turned out, she was the one to tell Eric to give Lynne the "put out or get out" ultimatum that led to Lynne finally giving up her virginity, and then Eric immediately blabbing about it to the whole school.

"You fucking BITCH!" the normally quiet Lynne exploded, ready to claw Elyse's eyes out. It took both Mizuho and Candy to subdue the petite girl.

Once they got Lynne settled down, Candy sighed, "I think we've gone far enough for one game."

I glanced at the clock, amazed to find that it was nearing 1am. We'd been drinking and smoking and munching and screwing around for hours.

But Elyse wasn't ready to back down. There were green flames in her eyes as she declared, "NO! We're not done yet." The edge in her voice matched the edge in her eyes as she glared back at Adrienne, who had put her in the situation to begin with.

And before anyone else could complain, Elyse stood herself up straight and declared, "My turn. So Adrienne..." Elyse emphasized her full name instead of the A.D. nickname. "Who took your virginity? Truth or Dare..."

My girlfriend suddenly went pale. Drunk or not, stoned or not, she understood the question perfectly and her jaw dropped. Her eyes flickered to Candy for a brief moment, who similarly looked shocked.

I darted my head back and forth between Elyse and Adrienne. The question itself was innocent enough, the type of question we had tossed out there more than an hour ago. Trevor had revealed it was his babysitter when he was fifteen. Mizuho had answered a boyfriend who'd since moved out of state when she was fourteen. I'd even been asked the question, but took a dare rather than reveal Keira, as usual. But from the undercurrent of tension between the two beautiful girls, the answer was clearly more complicated than that.

It was obvious that Elyse, Adrienne, and Candy all knew the secret. It was also quite obvious that Adrienne had no intention of answering the question with a truth. My girlfriend's jaw quivered as she looked on the verge of breaking down, her voice cracking as she said, "I can't believe you asked me that."

"Who took your virginity, A.D.?" Elyse repeated.

"You SLIMY PIECE OF SHIT!" Adrienne spat. "You already know the FUCKING ANSWER!"

"I do. But they don't," Elyse swept her hands across the room. "Of course, you don't have to answer it, sweetie," Elyse sneered. "Truth or dare?"

Ready to cry, Adrienne spat back, "You know goddamn well I'm going to say 'dare'. So DARE."

Elyse grinned triumphantly. "YOU ... let ME ... fuck your boyfriend."

All of a sudden there were seven pairs of eyes darting back and forth, only Elyse and Adrienne's gazes staying locked onto each other. Adrienne shook her head in the negative and growled right back. "You've got to dare ME. Make ME do something."

"I just did," Elyse scorned. "You have to just stand back and let me fuck him, without interfering. That's your dare."

"He won't do it," Adrienne stammered and then looked at me. "You won't do it, will you Ben?"

Immediately I shook my head 'no'. My girlfriend was asking me not to fuck Elyse. Doing the quick math in my head, I could get laid pretty much as often as I wanted with my girlfriend. Elyse was hot, but one time with her didn't outweigh my relationship with Adrienne.

"You sure? I can be very persuasive," Elyse took two steps towards me, her feet crossing over like a model's walk. Her naked hips swayed and she looked at me predatorily. "He is ... after all ... just a guy."

"No," Adrienne protested and looked to Candy. "This game has gone far enough."

Candy read the plea for help in Adrienne's eyes and she spoke up. "Yeah, game over guys. It's my house and house rules. We're done."

"What?" Elyse wouldn't let it go. "You afraid you're not woman enough to keep your man? You scared?"

"I'm not scared," Adrienne stated defensively.

"Then let's leave it up to him," Elyse said. "Thirty minutes. Just gimme thirty minutes alone with him in a bedroom. That's all I need. If he's everything you think he is, then nothing'll happen. And if he does fuck me? Well, karma's a bitch, isn't it? I seem to remember that YOU stole him for a one-night stand from his girlfriends. Two of them, right?"

Adrienne's shoulders curled in at the memory. Elyse was being a predatory bitch, but Adrienne herself wasn't exactly pure and moral either. She looked down at the floor away from me.

By now, I was breathing shallowly, just trying to control my own hormones. I was surrounded by SIX beautiful, naked, teenage girls, one of whom was explicitly talking about fucking me. I was drunk and stoned and I was rock hard.

"He's just a guy, A.D. You didn't even really want him that much in the first place anyways."

Still not looking at me, Adrienne flicked her hand in a dismissive gesture, pretending she didn't care. "Whatever. Thirty minutes."

Elyse grabbed my wrist and yanked me to my feet. "No interfering. Or I'll come out and tell everyone your dirty little secret."

Adrienne shuddered and looked ready to collapse. Whatever her secret was, it tore her up inside and instinctively I shrugged out of Elyse's grasp and went to Adrienne, putting my hands on my girlfriend's shoulders.

"If he doesn't come with me, I'm telling all," Elyse warned.

Adrienne shuddered beneath my hands and shook her shoulders, shrugging me off. "Just go, Ben."

"I don't have to," I said earnestly.

"Just go." Adrienne turned and looked at me, her eyes dead, resigned to her dark fate. "She's enough of a bitch that she WILL tell."

I sighed and leaned back, shaking my head. "Thirty minutes. Nothing's gonna happen," I tried to reassure her.

To my endless disappointment, Adrienne tilted her head and looked at me, clearly not believing a word I said. It was as if she was SURE I'd end up fucking Elyse. And with a heavy, defeated sigh, Adrienne just looked away from me. "I don't care anymore.."

14 Chapter 13: Spring Break II

I wouldn't have thought it possible, but I was as limp as wet spaghetti once I found myself in bed with a naked Elyse Laughton. She was quite gorgeous, and according to some, STILL the hottest girl on campus. With sizzling green eyes, perfect complexion, and silky, jet black hair, she was a Fox with a capital 'F'.

And yet I was soft. It was the first time in my life I was soft like this in front of a hot, naked babe who wanted to fuck me, at least without having cum a single time. And for a moment, I wondered why.

It's not like I had a deep-rooted sense of loyalty to Adrienne. After all, we'd been dating less than a month and we weren't friends before that or anything. I didn't love Adrienne in any sense of the word. And I wasn't particularly attached to her. Yeah, the sex was AMAZING and I wanted to fuck her brains out every time I saw her, but we weren't bonded in any special way. To tell the truth, the biggest drive for me to be with Adrienne was so that I wouldn't feel alone. Being ostracized from my friends left a gaping hole inside me. Adrienne helped to fill that hole, and I needed her because I had nowhere else to go.

And that wasn't exactly a great reason to be loyal.

I was still reeling from my breakup to Megan and Cassidy. Really, I was still half in love with them. You know what they say about not realizing what you had until it was gone? Well, NOW I realized it. I thought I didn't really love the girls. I certainly loved what we were doing, but didn't really LOVE them. I just said the words to keep them happy. But deep down, I HAD gotten very attached to them. Maybe it wasn't love, but it was certainly more than "like". Megan and Cassidy truly loved me and they'd made my life so incredibly happy.

But I'd fucked it up.

I'd cheated. I'd severely hurt two sweet, lovely girls who mattered a hell of a lot to me.

I couldn't do it AGAIN. Besides, if Adrienne broke up with me too, where the HELL would I go then?

And so I was limp and resigned to resisting my body's urges for the next twenty- nine-and-a-half minutes.

While all this swept through my mind, Elyse slid beside me on the bed and rolled her warm, naked body up to my side. Her fingers stroked my chest and her smile was both inviting and mysterious at the same time. "So, Ben ... word is you're quite the bull in the sack."

Limp or not, Elyse was HOT and she smelled really good. My breathing was shallow and I felt little tingles shooting through my skin. My BODY wanted to fuck, and my brain wasn't used to sending "abort" signals. So when her hand began stroking my thigh, I sighed to mask my groan of arousal and turned my head towards the analog clock on the wall. Twenty-nine minutes to go. And the second hand was still moving.

"I heard the rumors at school," she husked into my ear. "I didn't really believe them, but then I talked to Candy and the other girls here. They certainly could hear you and Adrienne last night. How you made her scream with ecstasy so many times. How you made the walls shake with your powerful lunges. And now I'm not so sure the rumors are all that exaggerated. Don't you want to show me what I'm missing?"

"No, Elyse," I said, grinding my teeth to keep my mouth shut as I tried to think unsexy thoughts. "I like my girlfriend."

"Aww, Ben? Don't I turn you on anymore?" Elyse husked as she threw a leg over me and moved to straddle my waist. "Aren't these such fabulous tits? Don't my cute, hard, pink nipples just make your mouth water? Go ahead. You can taste them." And then Elyse moved forward and bumped one nipple against my nose, re-aiming a bit lower and pressing it to my lips. Before I could even control myself, my lips parted and I took a quick suck at her teat.

You ever been on a diet and just know you're not supposed to eat, say, a chocolate chip cookie? The easiest way to stick to your diet is just not to go into the cookie aisle. But what happens when you're out and someone offers you the little dessert? It's just a bit harder to resist, but maybe you can explain that you're dieting and that you shouldn't.

But then they offer it again, saying, "C'mon. It's just a cookie." Tempting, isn't it?

Now imagine how hard it is when they physically take that cookie, open your mouth, and put it on your tongue. They won't close your mouth and force you to chew, but when every instinct in your body is telling you to do just that ... well ... it's just a cookie, right?

I moaned as I suckled on the proffered breast, Elyse moaning enticingly while I nibbled. But then some sense of conscience flared up in me and I turned my head away.

But Elyse grabbed my head and turned me forwards once again, pushing forward until my face was buried in her abundant cleavage as she pressed her titflesh to my cheeks. "They're all yours, Ben. My whole body is yours to ravage as you see fit. There's only one rule. You've got to cum inside me. I don't care where inside me, as long as it's inside me. You want to spunk down my throat? Cum deep in my pussy? Maybe even inside my tight, hot asshole?"

I groaned and felt my cock surging, but desperate to resist, I reached around her back and grabbed her shoulders from behind, tugging to free myself from that heavenly valley. "No," I said, regretting the word. "You're just doing this to be mean to Adrienne."

"No ... not at all," Elyse protested, but then her face softened guiltily. "Well, let's call that extra gravy on the side. No, I really am curious about you, Ben. I could've cum earlier, when I was rubbing myself against your beautiful cock. You DO have a beautiful cock, Ben, did you know that?"

"So I've been told," I muttered, still trying to think unsexy thoughts.

The wall clock in the corner ticked audibly with each passing second, and I locked onto that sound, willing myself to endure. Every tick brought me closer to staying loyal, if for no other reason than to prove to myself that I was more than just a walking hormone, that I had a conscience. I knew Elyse didn't REALLY want to fuck me. Well, she might enjoy it, but her primary purpose here was just to use me as a weapon against Adrienne.

But I WANTED to be used. I didn't care if I was used, as long as I got to fuck a hot pussy and cum inside her. Elyse was uncharted territory, beautiful and sexual and willing. There is never anything more tempting than new pussy, especially the pussy of a gorgeous young woman like Elyse. And here it was, ripe for the taking.

'No! Stay loyal!' I told myself.

My task to be loyal was made harder when Elyse's hand went to my prick, jacking me slowly while she rubbed her tits in my face. I was trying to stay soft, but the warmth and softness of Elyse's naked body was sending signals my brain couldn't control, and the harder I tried to go soft, the harder I actually got.

"Please, Ben? Don't disappoint me," Elyse said in a softly seductive tone. She had a voice that could make men cream their shorts over the phone. "My pussy is so lonely and it wants you inside. Don't you want to make me happy? Don't you want to fill me up and thrust inside me?"

She was sooo tempting. Still, when I just closed my eyes and relaxed, it stayed at only half-erection. And the clock kept ticking.

Clearly, I was enjoying the handjob. But just as clearly, I was fighting my urges. So letting out a grunt of frustration, Elyse took her seduction to the next level. She began slinking her way down my body, first bumping both her breasts against my eye sockets before dragging her nipples down my chest and then moving to lay beside me, stomach down until her head was just over my now half-hard erection.

"This is a beautiful cock, Ben. And ordinarily, I NEVER suck them. Did you know that?"

I hadn't before this weekend, but I remembered her reaction when she was dared to give Jae a blowjob.

"I'll do it for you Ben. I'll suck your cock. Would you like that?" She asked in that sweetly seductive voice and then breathed hotly right onto my prick.

"No," I groaned, but the traitorous organ twitched in response, all on its own.

"Good!" Elyse cheered, answering my cock, and then she bent to take me inside her hot mouth.

I groaned and sagged deeper into the bed. Elyse might not enjoy cocksucking, but that didn't mean she wasn't good at it. And as her head began to bob up and down my shaft, I found myself holding my breath as hours upon hours of teasing and exhibition were catching up with me. I'd spent the better part of the night watching blowjobs, getting blowjobs, watching lapdances, watching girls eating each other out, and all manner of teenage nudity. I was surprised I hadn't spontaneously popped off already, and now that I was inside the warm confines of a hot, sucking mouth, I felt all the rest of my control slipping away.

"You're gonna fuck me, Ben," Elyse popped off and said before resuming her cocksucking.

"No..." I groaned, already feeling my resolve slipping away. A hot chick wanted to fuck me.

When she took another breath, she moaned, "You're gonna shove this hot, throbbing piece of man meat into my tight pussy and pound me RAW." Her hand continued jacking me and then she ducked down to resume her licking and sucking.

"Unnghh," I grunted, not even able to say the word 'no'.

"You're gonna cum in me, Ben. You're gonna spray your thick, creamy jism into me. You can brag to the world that you spermed Elyse Laughton. You can cum in me anywhere you want, Ben. Cum in my womb and fill me with millions of sperm. Or if you really want, I'll even let you fuck my ass. How 'bout that, Ben? You want to cornhole the hell out of the Prom Queen?"

When she took me into her mouth again, my hips bucked up, shoving my cock into Elyse's throat, and she took me like a champ. Without missing a beat, she kept on sucking and at that moment, despite whatever my misgivings or mental concerns, she HAD ME.

I was gonna fuck her. Nothing would stop me. If she wanted a fuck, she was gonna get a fuck. I groaned in absolute lust and desire. The animal inside had taken over.

So when Elyse pulled her head off and rolled onto her back, I was huffing and panting and horny as hell. CUM. I wanted to CUM!

The gorgeous girl grinned and pulled her legs back, her hands behind her own knees as she spread herself wide for me. She had a very pretty pussy, completely shaven with cute pink lips that invited me inside, and so in a rush to be inside her, I clumsily tried to roll and then kneel into position, guiding my cock into place.

This was it. I was going to fuck Elyse, some would say the most gorgeous girl I'd ever been with. She was naked and spread and all I had to do was slide into her body and I would achieve what every 16-year-old boy dreams of.

It's just a cookie...

But then I saw her face. Elyse was grinning, the look on her face that of a victorious champion. Her jet black hair haloed around her, her eyes sparkled, and her smile revealed perfect, pearly teeth. She was gorgeous.

But then I remembered the look on Adrienne's face. SHE was the most gorgeous girl I'd ever been with, according to ME. But at the moment I left the beautiful blonde, her golden hair seemed dulled and darkened. Her eyes were dead and lifeless, and the sorrowful expression on her face made my heart ache. I didn't love her, but I pitied her.

And then I remembered the look on Cassidy's face, the way she looked that last day when she realized it was over. Without realizing it before, I did love her, in a way. At least as well as a 16-year-old male is capable of love. She'd had such hope for us to reunite, and it crushed her inside when those hopes were disappointed.

And I remembered Megan's face. The hate and anger, but also grief. She really and truly loved me, beyond what even a 16-year-old should be capable of. I barely understood why, but I'd hurt her terribly.

I'd hurt Megan and Cassidy both terribly.

Just like this would hurt Adrienne. I couldn't do it AGAIN. Not again.

So at the last possible second, as my cockhead touched Elyse's pussy lips, I stopped and looked into her eyes. The animal was gone. "I can't do this."

"Sure you can," Elyse husked, anxious to get me inside her.

"No," I shook my head, torn between pleasure and honor. I knew I should pull back, but the physical draw was still so intense that my cockhead was STILL pressed up to her pussy lips. One thrust from either of us and we'd be complete. "I don't want to cheat."

Elyse seemed to realize just how close we were. And her eyes hardened as her grin became sinister. "You already did it once, and to girls I think you cared about a lot more than Adrienne. Once a cheater, always a cheater, Ben." And then she lunged with her hips, ready to impale herself on my prod.

But I'd already started rolling away. She was just a split-second too late, because when she lunged, I wasn't there anymore and once out of alignment, her crotch just pushed on the side of my prick.

Seems like I've got a conscience after all.

Hurriedly, I scrambled off the bed. I feared that if I even dared to turn around I would surely give in and fuck her, my cock still throbbing and screaming at me angrily to get inside the hot pussy.

"Ben!" Elyse shrieked in panic when I moved off. "Ben, you fucking come back here!"

I was already rolling off the bed and actually stumbled to my knees. Elyse was still howling as I got to my feet, and then with three quick steps, I got to the door and flung it open. It hadn't been 30 minutes, but I didn't care.

"BEN! YOU FUCKING FUCKER OF A FUCK!" Elyse screeched behind me as I went outside, and I turned to see Adrienne and Mizuho sitting together on a couch, both of them fully dressed.

Adrienne gasped when she saw me, her eyes going wide and her jaw dropping. Without another word I hurried forward towards her, my cock erect and bouncing. She stood up and the next moment, I was holding her in my arms, clutching her tightly to my naked body.

"Ben!" Elyse came outside as she yelled. "I'll tell! I'll tell the whole fucking school!"

I winced, thinking that I might be the cause for Adrienne to be hurt should Elyse follow through and spill her secret, whatever that secret was. It wouldn't be fair. Adrienne HAD taken the dare. But Elyse just might be vindictive enough that she'd do it anyways.

I sighed and held a trembling Adrienne in my arms as I turned around and said, "You do and I'll get even."

"How? You got nothing on me!" Elyse thundered.

I shook my head. "I'll just make something up. I don't know what, just yet, but if you go back on your word and tell Adrienne's secret, I'll think of something nasty. I'll say you begged me to shit in your face. Anything's possible. And eight other witnesses saw you drag me into a bedroom to get laid. I'm a nobody, Elyse. I've got nothing to lose."

"AAARRRGGGHHH!" Elyse went apeshit. She started jumping up and down, her arms flailing as she threw the mother of all 3-year-old tantrums. And with her black hair wild and hanging in her face, she glared at me with cold green eyes before stomping over to grab her clothes and quickly shimmy into her sundress without any underwear. And without further thought, the incensed Cheer Captain snagged her shoes and her keys and stomped out the door.

A minute later, I was still holding Adrienne when we heard the burning rubber as Elyse peeled out and drove off for destinations unknown.

Only then did I start to relax.

Adrienne was softly crying into my chest, her whole body shuddering as I did my best to just wrap her up in a bear hug and hold her tightly. I glanced around the room and saw Mizuho watching us, but no one else.

My eyes flickered around for an extra second before I softly asked. "Where is everyone?"

Mizuho answered. "In their bedrooms: Summer and Jae, Candy and Trevor."

Curious, I let out a small smile and asked, "And Lynne?"

Mizuho blushed. "She went into Candy and Trevor's room. Candy had been planning this trip to give her boyfriend a threesome. That's why she wanted to get Lynne loaded and play the game."

I nodded, and at that point, Adrienne stopped shuddering and pulled herself back. Tear tracks streaked down her cheeks and she looked at me as if seeing me for the very first time. "You didn't fuck her?"

I blinked twice and then said firmly. "No." But then I winced and sighed, "It was close. I've got WAY too many hormones in me."

"Why didn't you?" Adrienne asked softly. "I ... I would have been ... okay ... with it. I wouldn't have dumped you. I was expecting you two to do it. I mean, we haven't talked about exclusivity or anything. And it's not like I have a moral leg to stand on. We both know I've had my share of extracurricular activities."

I let my hands glide up to Adrienne's cheeks, my thumbs wiping away what teardrops remained. And looking deeply into her soft hazel eyes, I asked with a quiet intensity, "Are you happier that I didn't?"

My gorgeous girlfriend blinked and gave me a little smile before nodding fractionally within my grasp.

I smiled and said, "Then that's all that matters."

Adrienne smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me tightly to her in a fierce kiss.

Now I'd felt passion from Adrienne before. She had a power and force to her nuclear kisses that were simply overwhelming. But this wasn't one of those kisses. This was firm and passionate, but soft and yielding, more of a slow burn than a white-hot explosion. For the first time, Adrienne was kissing me as if we were making love, not just fucking each other's brains out.

But when she moaned into my mouth, I felt all my pent-up arousal coming back up to the surface. I'd gotten blowjobs and been teased for hours and hours on end, and now that I was with Adrienne and fully naked, my cock came alive and pressed insistently at my girlfriend's skirt-covered crotch.

I pulled back from the kiss just at the razor's edge of my control. "Adrienne," I gasped. "I'm still ... I'm still pretty horny," I warned. "You'd better stop kissing me."

"I've got a better idea." The radiant blonde grinned. "Why don't you take me to our room and fuck the SHIT out of me."

I groaned in absolute lust and desire. The animal inside had taken over. And this time nothing was going to stop me.

And as I dragged Adrienne giggling down the hall, I heard one forlorn sigh from behind me. Mizuho had looked around, finding herself completely alone. And then she muttered, "Now what the hell am I supposed to do?"

On Sunday morning, I was up first, but had no urge to leave the bed just yet. Instead, I propped two pillows against the headboard and sat up, just thinking about everything that had happened last night.

And I also looked over Adrienne, sleeping peacefully to my left with her back to me, the sheet tucked into her armpit but then dragging down towards the foot of the bed, which revealed the soft skin of her naked back.

Last night's lovemaking had been cathartic for the both of us. After all the emotional turmoil, it was a pleasurable release and even now, as I looked at her, I found that I was very fond of her.

But I wasn't in love. No, my heart was still aching from the sense of loss over Megan and Cassidy. I certainly didn't feel the affection for Adrienne as I did for Keira or Dawn or Brandi. In fact, of all the girls I'd been with, I'd have to put her in a category with Dayna: Beautiful girl, wonderful in bed, but no real emotional connection.

And yet I felt ... SOMETHING ... for Adrienne. I suppose it's impossible to have sex with someone and not have your relationship changed forever. For example, a year ago if you asked me which Evans sister I cared about more, Dayna or DJ, I would have shrugged and told you they were both just friends and distant a second to Dawn. But now? Well, I'd slept with Dayna, and I would forever look at her and remember that. And so Dayna mattered more to me now than little DJ.

Now I'd slept with Adrienne. That in and of itself would have connected me to her, a connection that was strengthened when we decided to start "dating". But it was just dating for mutual convenience. I'd ended up with Adrienne because I had nowhere else to go and because she liked the orgasms I gave her, nothing more. I knew that if a better option than me came along then Adrienne would break up with me. We weren't really that "attached".

But now I felt attached. I'd made a conscious choice to be loyal to her over banging Elyse. And for some reason, that bonded me much more tightly to Adrienne than I would have expected.

While I ruminated on this and observed my girlfriend's beautiful form, she began to stir awake. A few moments later, her eyes fluttered open and she rolled over to face me, looking up into my eyes since I was sitting up at an angle. Her gaze was searching, as if she was trying to peer into my soul.

After a few moment, Adrienne scooted herself closer to me. Wordlessly, she elevated herself just enough to rest her head on my sternum, below my chest but above my belly. And her left arm came over and wrapped around my torso while she cuddled herself closely to me.

We lay there, unspeaking, for a long time. She was lost in her thoughts and I in mine. There were almost no movements save for the idle stroking of my left hand along her back and hip. Morning light shone through the window, revealing the blue sky. It was peaceful and quiet. We were comfortable and had no inclination to change that status.

After a long while, Adrienne was the first to speak. Very softly, she said, "I'm going to tell you my secret, Ben."

That surprised me and I tilted my head to look down at her. Adrienne's cheek was still pressed to my body and she didn't look up. "You don't have to," I said sincerely.

"I know. But I want to. After last night, you deserve to know what you ended up in the middle of."

Adrienne and I had never been "close". We'd grown up on the same street but had never been real friends, and even once we started dating the relationship was the definition of casual. But given the recent bond I felt with her, learning her secret somehow felt appropriate. "Okay," I said softly.

Adrienne took a deep breath, shivered, and then held herself more tightly to me. And then in a weak, scared voice that I never would have associated with the usually confident, almost arrogant Adrienne, she began her narrative.

"We met when we were ten, Ben. You remember?"

"Yeah. I was the new kid in the neighborhood and looking for any potential friends my age. You were the same age and you were very cute already," I smiled at the memory. "But after the first two times we met, I never really saw you again, at least until Junior High."

Adrienne sighed. "I thought you were kinda cute back then, too. I wanted to be your friend, Ben. But..." She took a deep breath. "But something happened that summer."

There was such a sense of ominous foreboding in that sentence that I went dead quiet and stopped stroking Adrienne's back. I even held my breath in anticipation. She glanced up at me for a brief moment before looking away. And then she continued. "Both my parents were workaholics, rarely home before nine."

Adrienne paused, shuddering for a second, which made me holder her even tighter to my side. She took a shaky breath and then said, "My brother ... Adam ... he was seventeen and going to be a Senior. My parents always left him in charge. It was normal; we hadn't had a babysitter for three years already."

Adrienne shivered again. "I was an early bloomer. That summer was when I started growing breasts. It ... uh ... it started innocently enough. Adam would tickle me and I'd laugh and he'd end up hugging me. It took a while before I realized he was feeling me up, even though I was just ten years old."

My arms had gone rigid around her as I realized where this was going. My eyes went wide and when Adrienne glanced up at me, we both knew she didn't need to go into any details. She tilted her head down and started crying. I just held on for dear life, stroking my girlfriend's head.

"I pleaded with him to stop over and again the first time he raped me. I remembered babbling 'no, no, no, no, no' the entire time while he was doing it. I was so ashamed and in such pain when it was over, I stayed in my room for dinner and Adam told my parents that I was feeling sick. They didn't even care to come check on me."

I was breathing hard now, filled with fury. I imagined how I would feel if someone were doing the same to Eden or Emma, and my face filled with blood as I turned red and my arms tensed enough that Adrienne had to say softly, "Please stop holding me so tightly, Ben."

Immediately, I relaxed my grip. We both went silent for a minute or so.

Then Adrienne took a deep breath and buried her face into my chest. Her voice was now a mumble as she continued, "He kept raping me all year. I didn't really want to see anybody, so I didn't make friends with you or even really visit my own friends. I was so ashamed. And after a while, I just stopped fighting him, resigned that he was going to do it whenever he wanted. He threatened he'd hurt me if I ever told anyone, so I never said a word. And after a while ... well ... I started to enjoy it. I mean, I'd still rather he didn't fuck me, but since I was stuck there, I might as well try to get what pleasure out of it I could."

She sighed and closed her eyes, grimacing at the shame she was currently feeling. "By the next summer, I'd just sort of gotten used to it. I even had the occasional orgasm. We were doing it every day, except when I got my period right around when I turned eleven. But even though I was used to it, I still wished he would stop. Adam got this ... evil ... expression on his face when he was doing it. It was so scary I could never look at him, even while he was fucking me."

Adrienne's tears were flowing constantly now and I was smoothly stroking her everywhere I could reach, doing everything I could to soothe her. Her voice cracked as she sobbed for a few moments, and then eventually collected herself. And when she spoke again, there was a firmness in her tone. "The happiest day of my life was when Adam left for college. Finally, I was free of him."

I started to relax. I was still angry and protective and curious all at the same time. I wanted to find Adam and beat the crap out of him. I wanted to shield Adrienne from him for all eternity. But I also wanted to know what had happened since then. It was more than five years ago.

"Two weeks after Adam left, I missed my period. I didn't know what to think so I didn't say anything. It wasn't for two months until my mom realized that she hadn't bought me any new pads. Then she noticed my growing belly, figured it out, and made me take a pregnancy test. My parents went ballistic when they found out I was pregnant."

Adrienne took a deep breath. And when she was ready, her next words came out at a rapid pace. "They, of course, grilled me about everything. I broke down and told them Adam had been raping me. They immediately called him and he denied everything. But after enough threats, he changed his story and claimed that I'd seduced him. It was his word versus mine. There was no physical evidence of * anymore. And my parents didn't want their only son arrested anyways. So they just cut off his college fund and told him never to come home. Then my parents took me to a clinic, aborted the baby, and promptly put me on the pill."

Once that was all out, Adrienne exhaled a long, long breath. When the air stopped coming, she sagged against me and cuddled herself closer to my chest.

We were quiet for another minute before I asked, "Where is he now?"

Adrienne shivered. "I don't know. And I don't care."

"Adrienne, I'm SO sorry," I said softly.

She took a deep breath and then moved her elbow up so that she could look right at me, supporting her own weight. "That's not all. Finding out that her only son had been raping her only daughter sent my mom into a deep depression. One night, she got drunk after work and wrapped her car around a telephone pole. She died instantly."

I blinked. I'd known her mother had died when she was younger, but never new the circumstances were so dark. How much tragedy had this girl endured?

Adrienne then stared off at nothingness to my right as she shook her head slowly. "Dad just buried himself in his work even more. He's locked that whole part of himself away and we barely even talk anymore. He just sent me to therapists for years and threw money at me. I kept it all locked away through Junior High. And then my freshman year of High School, when the rest of this body really started filling out, I found out the power I had over guys. It was my chance to have sex on MY terms, when I was in control. If I shied away from sex, it would be like Adam still had some hold over me, making me scared of something that should feel so wonderful. So I did. I fucked. A lot. I enjoyed it. I still enjoy it."

Adrienne turned her eyes to me, flaming golden the way I'd started to notice they did whenever she got really intense. "So that's my secret. I'm an incestuous slut who got raped and knocked up by my brother as a little kid."

I shook my head. "How could Elyse even THINK of spreading that?"

Adrienne sighed wearily and looked away. "I don't know. She's..." Adrienne's voice trailed off and she hung her head. "We used to be friends. She and Candy were like my big sisters. But this year ... I dunno ... she changed. Maybe it was because of Jake. The two of them used to be together. I don't know."

I reached forward and stroked Adrienne's cheek with the back of my hand. Her eyes fluttered and she leaned into my touch. "I'm sorry, Adrienne. I'm so sorry."

"Not your fault," she sighed. And then she blinked a few times before smirking and reaching forward to touch my face in return. "You know Ben, you're the first guy I've EVER told that to."

I arched an eyebrow in surprise. "Really? Why me?"

Adrienne leaned in, kissing me softly before pulling back and then pillowing her head on my shoulder. "I don't know. It's just ... you really are one of the nice guys, Ben. Yeah, the bad boys have always turned me on, but I never felt safe with them. I feel safe with you. AND you turn me on!" Adrienne giggled then, the first truly positive sound she'd made this entire morning.

And then she sat up again, looking me right in the face as she held her hand to my cheek. And then with all seriousness she asked, "Ben, can we see more of each other?"

I furrowed my eyebrows. Our relationship had been pretty casual except for this trip. Yeah, we talked at lunch. We went on a couple of dates and spent most of our time together fucking like rabbits. But from the tone in Adrienne's voice, I was pretty sure she didn't just mean more sex.

"I want to get to know you, Ben, really get to know you. We've had fun screwing around and all that, but ... I think..." Adrienne bit her lower lip. "I just want to be around you more. Does that make sense?"

Her eyes darted back and forth in mine, and I realized that confident and in- control Adrienne was asking me something very important. She was scared, and in this moment, all I wanted to do was protect her and make her happy. Adrienne Dennis NEEDED me, and that made me feel really good inside. So I smiled and answered, "Of course."

Adrienne beamed, and then she leaned in and gave me a wonderful slow burn kiss.

Everyone else was up and about when Adrienne and I walked in, hand-in-hand. Conversations stopped and the room fell silent.

Awkwardly, Adrienne and I glanced around for a second before Adrienne stammered a nervous, "What?"

Without another word, Candy detached herself from her spot at the table and wrapped up Adrienne in a warm hug. "Oh, A.D ... Honey, I'm so sorry about last night. It's all my fault."

For a second, Adrienne's eyes went up in panic as she glanced around at the assembled friends. "Wait, you didn't TELL anyone-"

"No, no, of course not," Candy shushed Adrienne and looked around at the assembled friends. "No, they respect your privacy. It's just, Elyse got really vicious there at the end and it's my fault for letting the game get so out of hand. I mean, we never even got into blowjobs before, let alone anything as crazy as doing shit with another girl's boyfriend."

Candy then got a mysterious smile on her face. "I mean, I know we planned to get ... well, you know..."

Adrienne nodded and Trevor smirked. They'd been making references to some weird plans all weekend and I was really starting to wonder what the hell was going on.

Then Candy continued, "But not on Truth or Dare night. Not while we're all drunk and stoned and bad shit can happen. It's all my fault."

Adrienne shook her head. "Not your fault. We were ALL bombed. We ALL let the game get out of hand."

"Still, it's my house," Candy protested. "I could have stopped things way before Elyse dragged Ben into a bedroom."

Adrienne shrugged and then squeezed my hand, smiling widely. "No biggie. My man stayed true."

Candy smiled too and glanced over at me. "Yeah, Mizu told us." And then Candy directed her friend into the kitchen. "Come on. Let's get some food in you guys and then we'll make sure we have a great day today."

It was a great Spring Break day. We hit the beach again and did some surfing and hanging out. Adrienne played in the water with me for what felt like hours, and once we'd exhausted ourselves she rented a hammock and we cuddled up together, my girlfriend sleeping on my chest while we dozed the day away.

In fact, rarely were we not touching each other. I felt an overpowering need to be in close proximity to her, to always keep her within arm's reach. Not just for the electric thrill of her touch, but because I had a sense of responsibility. I NEEDED to protect her from ... whatever.

And that was why once the afternoon hit, I was also hit with a deep melancholy. See, the deal was for me to drive home today. My parents had only granted me the weekend.

Adrienne, on the other hand, was staying with her friends. Her dad didn't care if she came home, so she'd always planned to spend the week in La Jolla. And so I was deeply saddened by the knowledge that after spending almost 48-hours straight with her, including two overnights, that I would soon be parted from her. We'd bonded more in two days than we had in the previous six years, and I didn't want our time to end.

Neither did Adrienne, which was why she asked me to ask my parents for an extension. "C'mon, Ben. Please? I need this. I need at least one more night with you."

And Adrienne wasn't the only one. Candy was giving me suggestive looks and Mizuho leered at me with obvious desire. The three girls together pleaded for me to spend a little more time with them. And from the looks they were exchanging with each other, they would certainly make it worth my while.

They hadn't needed to spend so much effort. It didn't take much convincing to get me to make the call. It was my parents who would need the convincing. So an hour before dinnertime, about when I was supposed to return home, I went into a bedroom to make the call and Adrienne followed me to listen.

My dad picked up the phone when I called the house. "Ben! Are you heading home now?"

"Uh, about that Dad," I drawled, trying to figure out my words. "I'm asking if you'll let me stay a little longer."

"Longer?" There was disappointment in his voice. "That wasn't part of the deal, Ben."

"I know, I know. It's just, I'm having a really good time and, uh, I really, really want just one more day."

"Ben, your birthday is tomorrow. Your mother and I have made plans."

"I know, I know it's my birthday," I replied. Adrienne's eyes popped open. Somehow, I'd never told her that little bit of information. "Look, just one more night. How about I come up right after lunch? I'll be back before you guys get home from work."

Dad sighed and I heard him muffle the receiver, probably so he could talk to my mom. A minute later, he came back and said, "It's a Monday. You're supposed to be watching your siblings tomorrow, Ben. They'll be home all day."

"Brooke's almost fifteen, Dad. She can handle the twins."

He muffled the receiver again. And a moment later, my mom came on the line. "Are you behaving yourself, Ben? Not getting into trouble?"

"Absolutely, mom" I replied with confidence, only then remembering that I HAD tried a little weed, against my parents' no-drugs order. But it was harmless.

"Alright then," she was already saying. "You be home promptly by 4pm. I'll have Brooke rat on you if you're late, understand young man?"

I couldn't contain my joy. "Yes! Yes, understood!"

"Don't sound too excited, Ben," Mom warned. "You might make me suspicious."

Immediately I tamped down on my enthusiasm. "No, no, Mom. I'm just happy to spend another day with Adrienne."

My girlfriend beamed and wrapped her arms around me. Her giggle was probably loud enough to be heard over the telephone receiver.

I heard my mom chuckle on the line. "Okay. See you tomorrow Ben."

"Bye, Mom."

This time, when Adrienne kissed me, it was one of those nuclear kisses that would have knocked my socks off, were I wearing any.

Adrienne and I were a different couple that night than we'd ever been before. We'd always been affectionate, but that was a playful, sexual affection, like Adrienne jacking me beneath my shorts in front of Mizuho and Lynne the first night. We were teenagers in lust.

But this night, we acted much more like a couple in love. I couldn't take my eyes off her for the entire night. At dinner, we ordered in sushi and fed each other off our plates. Our legs stayed pressed together while our feet kept rubbing against one another beneath the dining table. Everyone else could tell the difference, and the other girls looked on in sweet appreciation while the guys seemed proud and happy for me.

After dinner, while we mixed up a few cocktails and passed around a few joints, we all avoided going quite so far as the craziness of the previous night. So while we all got pleasantly buzzed, no one got bombed and the evening was spent in pleasant bliss. The ocean breeze wafted through the room, the music was soothing and peaceful, and the feeling of cuddling up with Adrienne made me feel as happy and relaxed as I'd ever been in my life. It was as if we were living in a magical place far away from the drudgeries of schoolwork and parents, where nothing existed but our growing feelings for each other. I had no idea how our relationship would change once we got back to school and the real world, but for now, I was enjoying what we had.

I returned one time from fetching the girls a few extra drinks to find Adrienne, Candy, and Mizuho huddled together in deep conversation. I went to go deliver the drinks but Trevor caught my elbow and held me back for an extra minute.

"Just hang back for a second, bro."

I arched an eyebrow at the tall jock but he went on, "Trust me. Candy gave me the "hang back" look. And when the girls get together and talk like they're doing right now, good things usually happen to you." He had a little grin on his face while nodding knowingly.

So I hung back and waited for the little mini-conference to break up, and when it did, Candy separated and came over to me and Trevor. As she approached, the hot brunette gave me a little wink while her blue eyes sparkled. And then she said, "You've got an incredible girlfriend, Ben. I'm very thankful you're making her happier than she's been in a long time."

Not sure how to react, I just shrugged. "Uh, yeah. I'm doing my best."

Candy just smiled, and then she led Trevor back into the group. And then we all moved back into place to chat and relax the evening away.

"What was that all about?" I asked Adrienne.

"You'll see ... later," my girlfriend giggled. Now whatever Adrienne was discussing with the girls, her conversation seemed to have aroused her, because my girlfriend was a little friskier than before.

Soft caresses turning into urgent petting. Urgent petting turned into stolen kisses. And when stolen kisses turned into full-blown making out, Candy laughed and told us to get a room.

Giggling, Adrienne then stood and took my hand. And almost shyly, she led me out of the lounge and headed me off towards our bedroom. Behind us, I heard the sounds of people shifting and glanced back just for a moment, seeing that the other six people were all huddled together as Candy was saying something.

Curious, I slowed down, ready to turn and find out what they were all discussing without us, but Adrienne tugged me a little harder and I let her take me away to our bedroom.

Perhaps ten minutes of foreplay later, we were both ready as Adrienne opened her arms and gleefully accepted my cock inside her. And at the moment we were fully joined, she also took my tongue into her mouth, holding my head as she gave me the slow burn kiss of passion and affection that warmed my entire body and made me feel all fuzzy inside.

That night, we made love. We didn't fuck. We didn't just have sex. We actually "made love", in every sense of the phrase. It was a first for us. Every time we'd gotten together before had been purely for slaking our mutual lust. It had merely been purposeful desire to have fantastic orgasms. Even last night after the Elyse- debacle had been a sexual frenzy of pent-up tension, arousal, and emotion.

But on this night, Adrienne and I truly made love. It was tender, it was soft, it was very fulfilling. She only came once, but when she did, I was cumming with her, our entire bodies pressed together from head to toe as tightly as we could make it, yearning to make ourselves into a single body as I filled her up with the essence of my soul.

And we only did it once. I probably could have gone again, but Adrienne smiled enigmatically and told me to save my energy. And then we spooned together in a loving embrace, and peacefully, we drifted away to sleep.

It was the best sleep of my life. No longer were Adrienne and I sleeping at opposite ends of the bed while yanking the blankets back and forth. In fact, I don't think we even moved all night, because I woke up in the exact same position in which I went to sleep. Also, the blankets looked like they hadn't even disturbed.

Adrienne was actually awake before me, her eyes open as she lay unmoving in my embrace, just enjoying the feel of me wrapped around her body. But when she realized I was up, she spun in my grasp and tilted her head up to kiss me.

A moment later, she pulled away and giggled. "Your morning breath is pretty bad, Ben."

Immediately, I covered my mouth. "Oh, sorry."

She giggled. "Don't worry. Just go brush your teeth. Oh, and start the shower. I'll be right there."

I arched an eyebrow. In the course of our usual routines for the previous two mornings, we had yet to take a shower together. "You're coming with me?"

She grinned. "What, you don't want me to come join you this morning?"

My eyes perked open. "One shower, coming right up."

I went and did my morning thing before starting up the shower. I just finished shampooing my hair when the door opened and a gloriously naked Adrienne stepped in to join me. Almost immediately, her blonde hair darkened and slicked back against her scalp. Her large, firm breasts were wet and glistening. And her eyes sparkled golden as she pulled me to her in a warm, slow burn kiss.

I took great pleasure that morning in soaping up her entire body. I also tried shampooing her hair, but my fingers kept getting tangled up and Adrienne relocated my palms to her tits again, keeping me occupied while she finished with her hair.

We didn't have sex in the shower or anything, but I did get partway through a handjob as Adrienne made sure my cock was squeaky clean and fully erect by the time we stepped out. And then Adrienne made sure my cock was fully dried off, a stimulating process that ensured I wasn't going down anytime soon.

And as I returned the favor by making sure every single droplet of water had been removed from the gorgeous blonde's incredible body, Adrienne fixed her hair up into one of my personal favorite looks. Her long, straight, silky locks were parted right down the middle of her head and then tightly pulled back at an angle and bundled together. Sometimes Adrienne would curl the two bundles into some strange but exciting pretzels that seemed more at home in a Chinese massage parlor. On days like today, she simply turned them into long ponytails that simultaneously made her look like the 16-year-old teenager she was and also invited me to tug on them excitedly. It was a look that always signified her playful mood and I wondered just what she had in store for me today.

Just before we exited the bathroom, Adrienne pulled me to her and gave me a nuclear kiss that curled my toes. My hard-on was pressing against her belly and if she kissed me a second longer, I would have skipped the damn bed and just taken her right there on the bathroom floor.

But she didn't kiss me that extra second longer. She stopped right at the edge of my limit, pulled her face back, and husked, "Happy birthday, Tiger."

I arched an eyebrow. "Tiger?"

"You're my tiger in bed. Don't forget it."

I grinned. "Of course not."

And with that, Adrienne popped the door and led me through. And then I stopped dead in my tracks. There, in our bedroom, were six people waiting for us. All were completely naked, just like me and Adrienne, and my eyes bugged out as I ogled all the girlflesh I could.

And while I looked around in mild confusion, Candy Carter, hot brunette, best friend of Adrienne, and girlfriend of Trevor Hansen, stepped forward, wrapped her arms around my head, and planted a firm kiss on my lips.

I was in such shock that I didn't really kiss back, and then the beautiful senior cheerleader stepped back and batted her blue eyes at me. "Happy birthday, Ben."

My eyes flew open wide as I was still in a state of shock, but I managed to mutter, "Uh, thanks." And then I looked in a panic at Adrienne. I hadn't MEANT to do anything that might be construed as cheating on her; it just happened. But to my surprise, Adrienne was just grinning and nodded her head for me to face forward again.

Mizuho stepped forward, resting her fingers against my cheeks as she leaned forward and tenderly rubbed her lips against mine, nuzzling side-to-side before pulling me closer and pushing her tongue into my mouth. I gasped at the pleasurable sensations and the cute Japanese girl hummed into my mouth before pulling away and saying in her cute accent, "Happy birthday, Ben."

Summer was next, her sweet California surfer girl face breaking into a wide smile as she wrapped me up in her arms, crushing those big silicone tits into my chest. And when she kissed me it was the firm kiss of a girl going for broke, and she rubbed her crotch against my erection. "Happy birthday, Ben."

Last was little Lynne, who had to get on her tiptoes and pull my head down to hers as she gave me a very sweet kiss and then smiled. And when she sank back down onto her heels, my dick sort of got trapped against her belly and it bobbed and bounced once she backed away. With a giggle, Lynne said, "Happy birthday, Ben."

And with that, the four girls stepped back, two of them retreating to their boyfriends. I had the biggest grin on my face. "Wow."

Adrienne giggled, "Aren't you glad you stayed an extra night?"

I nodded and bowed to the girls. "Thank you."

They all smiled back at me and for the first time, I really felt like I belonged with this crowd. I wasn't just Adrienne's boyfriend, an intruder to the social circle. I was part of them. And as if to emphasize that point, Candy put her hands on her hips, posing quite sexily in a way that drew my attention to her nice tits and neatly trimmed bush. She looked significantly at Adrienne. "Ready to party, A.D.?"

Adrienne beamed, nodded her head, and then slipped her hand into mine, tugging me forward.

The others started filing out of the bedroom back into the big lounge, and I leaned down to my girlfriend's ear and asked, "What's going on?"

Adrienne giggled. "The reason we all came down here in the first place, Tiger."

I still didn't yet understand. But then Trevor reclined across the long, 3-cushion couch and Candy straddled his face while Lynne knelt on the floor next to his hips, already bending over to take his thick cock into her mouth. Summer pushed Jae into the wing chair, spreading his legs while she knelt before him and similarly inhaled her boyfriend's prick.

And then to my surprise, Mizuho came over and pushed me into a seated position on the 2-cushion couch, kneeling in front of me while Adrienne grinned and took the spot beside me.

Now honestly, I was a bit slow on the uptake. I think I was still just too surprised to really have it all sink in. And even then, I didn't quite realize what I was getting myself into until Mizuho looked up at me through heavy lidded eyes and husked, "You have a beautiful cock, Ben. I'm going to enjoy fucking you."

It was an orgy. My first orgy. Sure, I'd had a four-way group sex thing with Dawn, Dayna, and Brandi back at camp, even though I hadn't really done anything with Brandi at the time. But this was EIGHT PEOPLE.

Not that it was out of control or anything. There were basic ground rules as Adrienne whispered them into my ear: girlfriends didn't fuck anyone but their boyfriends. Boyfriends just got weird if that rule was violated; I could understand. That meant Trevor was the only one to stick his cock into Candy's pussy, Jae was the only one to fuck Summer, and I was the only one pushing my dick into Adrienne. But there weren't many rules beyond that.

For example, Mizuho wasn't currently attached to anyone. So after she went down on me and made sure I was good and hard, the slender Japanese babe stood up, turned around, and then backed herself onto my cock until she had all seven-and-five-eighths of me buried inside her twat. My girlfriend clearly didn't mind, because almost immediately Adrienne was on her knees between both mine and Mizuho's legs, tonguing the Asian girl's clit even as I thrust my cock in and out of Mizuho's tight pussy.

Over to my right, while Candy was writhing on top of her boyfriend's mouth, Lynne (who wasn't attached either) was bouncing up and down Trevor's dick, his big rod seeming to stretch the petite girl's snatch almost painfully.

And across the way, Summer had climbed into Jae's lap, athletically riding him while using the chair's backrest as leverage to really vault herself up and down his shaft.

Between seeing the live sex acts around me, hearing the ecstatic groans and moans, and feeling Mizuho's tight tunnel gripping my cock, I was in sexual heaven.

"Ohhh, fuck," I grunted while reaching my hands around to palm Mizuho's tits, squeezing them and rubbing her mammary flesh while she bounced away on top of me. I reveled in the sensations of fucking a girl I'd never been with before, that mental knowledge stoking my lust even higher as I gripped and caressed and yanked her body around my impaling rod.

"Mm! Mm! Mm!" the beautiful Japanese girl whimpered in a relatively high- pitched voice, clenching her inner muscles as the feeling of thick cock and Adrienne's tongue was sending her into orbit.

When I started getting close, I gripped Mizuho's hips and slammed her down into my lap, pinning her there as I began to rotate her hips laterally around my pole, Adrienne having a much easier time now concentrating on her cheerleader friend's clit since it was no longer rising and falling six inches every second. And after a few more seconds of feeling tight pussy wrapped around me, I grunted out a warning, "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"

"Hai! Cum in me!" Mizuho cried. "Cum in me!" A moment later, I did, and as she felt my hot semen bathing her innards, the sexy teenager threw her head back and shrieked as she came as well.

After I was done creaming Mizuho, she fell sideways across the couch, and Adrienne followed after her, noisily slurping up her boyfriend's jizz from her friend's pussy. And that left me a few seconds on my own to pant and gasp and sag against the couch's backrest.

But my sudden availability did not go unnoticed. And when Candy saw me, I found out that the moratorium on fucking another guy's girlfriend did not apply to blowjobs.

The hot brunette with nice legs, a great rack, and a drool-inducing figure sauntered up and then knelt in front of me, resting her hands on top of my thighs. Her blue eyes simmered and she gave me a saucy grin. "I've been thinking about doing this since I first felt you up at lunch that day. I can't believe no one dared me to give you a blowjob the other night." And with that, Candy bent over and sucked my half-hard pecker into her mouth, working to revive it while she also pulled my hands around so that I could titillate her breasts.

It was at that point that I realized I wasn't the only "boyfriend" getting a blowjob from the wrong girl. Jae was sprawled out on the floor while Lynne bobbed her head up and down his growing erection. And Summer had Trevor's re-growing prick trapped in her cleavage as she blew him and gave him a titfuck at the same time.

Candy was still working my cock enthusiastically when Adrienne returned to me. Mizuho went off to join Lynne in double-teaming Jae while Summer had moved into a sixty-nine with Trevor. And with my dick still halfway into Candy's throat, my girlfriend started whispering in her ear.

A few seconds later, Candy pulled off me and giggled. "Cool. But let me have his cum, please?"

Adrienne grinned. "Sure."

Candy then rolled her eyes up to me. "Promise you'll cum in my mouth, Ben."

I blinked twice in surprise. "Uh, okay," I grudgingly accepted with a wry grin on my face. "I can do that."

And without further ado, Adrienne tackled her best friend, french kissing the brunette madly and sending them rolling across the soft carpet until they eventually came to rest and continued caressing each other's bodies. I took my cock into hand and continued jacking myself, just maintaining my erection as Candy and Adrienne gradually moved into a sixty-nine position, my girlfriend on top as the two beautiful babes dyked it out with great enthusiasm.

But I wasn't left alone to my own devices. Just after they got started, Adrienne picked her head up and glared at me with brightly burning golden eyes. "Get over here and FUCK me, Ben!" she ordered.

"Yes ma'am," I grinned and hustled around to kneel behind Adrienne's wriggling ass.

I paused for a moment to admire the view. Adrienne was certainly the hottest girl on campus. The way her hips flared around a narrow waist was mathematical perfection. The way her back curved was graceful beauty. Her skin tone was so creamy and yet tanned just the right shade. And at this moment, in this position, she simply had the most exquisite-looking ass imaginable. And grinning with a HUGE male ego, I aimed my rod and pushed my way into the one pussy every guy at school wished he could be inside.

"Fuck, yeah! Ben!" Adrienne crooned. "So big inside me! So good, baby! Now FUCK ME!" So I did.

With long, powerful strokes I drilled the gorgeous blonde. Her tight snatch gripped and squeezed my shaft, sending bursts of pleasure shooting up my spine that spread across my body in a spreading cloud of ecstasy. And things only got better when Candy moved her head back just far enough to lick my balls and cause little lightning bolts through me as well.

Meanwhile, somewhere on the floor behind us, Jae was screwing Mizuho in a missionary position, only his angle was off ten degrees to the left so that he could shove his face into Lynne's pussy and eat her out at the same time while the petite brunette moaned and pressed his face even deeper into her crotch.

Back on the couch, Trevor was straddling Summer's chest, fucking her cleavage. And then we all heard his desperate grunting as he suddenly elevated and started jerking his cock, splattering his load all over Jae's girlfriend's impossibly vertical tits. We all just got even more turned on when Summer started scooping the jism off her own chest, popping her fingers into her mouth with a naughty smile. And when the big jock was done, Trevor dropped down and passionately kissed Summer, husking, "Oh, shit, baby. I so wish I could fuck you."

"Tsk, tsk," Summer tapped his nose. "This is fun, big boy, but don't forget the rules. This pussy belongs to Jae."

At that point, the clenching inside the pussy belonging to ME got my attention, and soon I was pounding my way through Adrienne's extreme tightness as she crested over into her climax, dumping a load of honey down onto Candy's face.

"Aaaagghhhh!" Adrienne screamed. "I'm cumming Candy! I'm cumming on your tongue! I'm cumming Ben! I'm cumming on your cock!"

Adrienne was already twitching in the throes of her climax when Candy suddenly pulled her head back and growled at me, "Fuck her ass, Ben! Do it quickly! Shove that cock into her ass!"

My eyes flew open wide in surprise. But Adrienne moaned and I quickly got over my shock, pulling my prick out and aiming my dickhead a little higher. Candy reached her hands up and pulled my girlfriend's buttcheeks apart, making my target clear. And Adrienne herself was trembling and helpless, her head hanging down between her shoulder blades, her ass wriggling to try and get me inside. And with one swift lunge, I burrowed deep into this gorgeous teenager's asshole.

"AAAAHHH!" Adrienne screamed again, tripped over into another climax by the sensation of Candy's lips wrapped around her clit and my thick dick penetrating her rectum. And together, Adrienne's best friend and boyfriend continued working her over, prolonging her orgasms until she reached the most exquisite heights of ecstasy. And she whimpered even louder when I reached forward and collected her twin ponytails into my right hand, tugging her head back lightly for short bursts while reaming out her stretched anal chute.

My tugging back on Adrienne's head meant that she couldn't properly eat out her best friend any longer. Candy didn't seem to mind, however, switching her focus to licking my balls as they slowly swung back and forth over her face, pushing me towards my own eruption.

But before I could get there, we all heard Jae's groans of pleasure as he slammed down into Mizuho and filled her up with a fresh batch of cum. Still, I wasn't very far behind. Already close to my pleasure limit, my urgent humping against Adrienne's asscheeks sped up on the final stretch to ejaculation.

Candy recognized this and she moaned, "Don't forget your promise!"

I groaned, half in disbelief that she still wanted me to blow my load into her mouth even though I was currently pistoning my cock in and out of Adrienne's asshole. "You sure?" I gasped, holding onto the last shreds of my orgasmic control.

"Yes!!! Gimme!" Candy moaned urgently.

A promise was a promise, and after one, two, three heavy thrusts into Adrienne's asshole from behind, I yanked myself out, already feeling my prick twitch with the early-warning rumbles of an impending eruption.

Candy was ready. Her hand snagged me mid-air and pulled me down to her mouth. And once she settled the mushroom head inside her upside-down lips, she gave me a couple quick squeezes, enough to set me off as I blew, pouring my load into her sucking mouth, reveling in the experience of spunking into my teenage girlfriend's hot best friend's throat.

The beautiful brunette's sparkling blue eyes popped wide open as she felt the first jets of spunk splash against her tongue. I watched her cheeks caving as she sucked and swallowed me down, and grunting with wondrous relief I emptied out the contents my balls into her mouth.

And when I was done shooting, I leaned back and collapsed flat onto my butt, barely keeping myself upright with my hands planted to the floor behind me. Petite Lynne wasn't too far away, her knees propped up as she lay on her back, idly playing with herself as she glowed post-orgasm while smiling at me and ogling my not-yet-deflated prick. And in front of me, Adrienne had toppled off of Candy and turned about, leaning over the hot brunette and kissing her friend softly while tasting my flavor on Candy's lips.

I groaned, "I wish I didn't have to leave."

Candy giggled. "Well then, you'll have to talk your parents into letting you come back down."

In the meantime, Lynne rolled over and caught my eye, smiling at me while looking up and down my body suggestively. And Mizuho was already getting up and heading for Trevor, to whom she grinned and asked, "Ready for round 3, big boy?"

Things were surprisingly comfortable and casual at lunch. While everyone had cleaned up and redressed, Mizuho and Summer both didn't bother to button their shirts all the way and neither girl seemed to mind that their tits were on semi- display. Also, as I looked around the lounge, there were no embarrassed expressions or feelings of regret.

Mizuho seemed particularly pleased, having been fucked by all three boys and eaten by both Candy and Adrienne. "Great plan, guys," she commented. "We shoulda done this more often."

Lynne giggled and slapped her friend's arm. "Slut."

"You'd better believe it!" Mizuho smiled.

I lay my head back and hugged Adrienne more tightly to me. NOW I understood what all the veiled "planning" references were about. And I wondered what further plans they had for the rest of the week.

But all too soon, it was time for me to go home. I didn't want to leave, but I couldn't abandon my family when they wanted to celebrate my birthday. Still, I couldn't think of anything my parents could do that would top my birthday morning.

And I didn't want to leave Adrienne. Just when I felt our relationship was turning a corner and I saw a world of possibilities opening up between us, we were about to be parted. She would be here, in paradise with her friends and a few hot guys while I had to return home. And as we drew to the appointed hour I felt my heart sinking in sadness.

But then to my surprise, when I announced I had to pack, Adrienne stood up beside me and said she had to pack as well. When I turned and arched an eyebrow at my girlfriend, she said simply, "I'm going home with you."

Candy was the first to wonder aloud. "What? I thought you were staying with us!"

I'd thought Adrienne was staying as well. The original plan was for her to stay the entire week, and even yesterday she'd asked for just one more night. Only one. But even though I wasn't expecting her to return, I couldn't hide my happiness that she was coming home with me. "Really?"

"Yeah," Adrienne sighed happily as she looped her arms through mine and kissed my cheek. "It's Spring Break, with no school. And I want to spend as much time as I can next to the man I'm falling in love with.."