Date: Tue, 16 Jul 2002 13:10:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sweetpleezer <idlove2pleaseu@yahoo.com>
Subject: Eighth-grade experiences  chapter 3

    We all lay on the thickly carpeted floor for a bit, still basking in
the glow of post-orgasmic bliss. Donna's mother Kate said "I've seen many a
sexual encounter in my day, but never have I seen anything to compare to
what I just witnessed."
     "We all just fucked and got fucked in the ass by everyone else here
mom", Donna said. "I didn't even know you were here."
     "Yeah, I got in late last night", said Kate. "I have a month off
now. We're going to have the best Christmas vacation ever!
     Eventually everyone got up and went to clean themselves up. I went
into a shower with Donna, Michael into another one with MIchelle. The
shower stall was actually a room in itself, larger than most entire
bathrooms. We slowly and sensuously bathed each other, lathering each other
up, Occasionally kissing tenderly, looking lovingly into each other's
eyes. We embraced our slick soapy bodies together while lathering up each
other's backs and butts. Being the same height, we could easily rub our
nipples together. My young virile cock was hard again and rubbing all
around Donna's mound.
     I didn't want to cum again though. I'd read enough ancient Chinese
Taoist manuals to know the detriment of expending too much semen. The
Taoists believed that men should regulate their ejaculations according to
age because much of a man's vital essence was lost from excessive
cumming. Apparently the older than man got, the more detrimental the
ejaculations became, and Taoists taught that men should learn the art of
having sex without ejaculating, and learn to have retention orgasms. (This
was a technique of a sort of "anal lock" or tightening of the anus and
perineum that could stop the semen from being expelled but still allow the
man to feel much of the effect of the orgasm. An easier though less
beneficial way was to just press in on the perineum area in just the right
way at the point of orgasm). I wasn't at that time strictly adhering to
these principles, but I was keeping them in mind.
     A bit later, Michael and Michelle had left, and Kate, Donna and myself
had a long conversation, a sort of getting-to-know-each-other-better
talk. I enjoyed talking to both of them immensely, we had so many common
interests, and they were easy to talk to. The rapport was strong, the
chemistry right. Kate had had Donna very young, and was now only 30. Kate
did seem to be a bit spacey though, and seemed pretty stoned, but she had a
very agreeable, laid-back disposition, and her mind seemed to be working
pretty well to me. Both were very beautiful to me. Both had short brown
hair, styled very nicely, hard to describe, a hairstyling genius had done a
whole lot with a relatively small amount of hair.
     At one point Donna had snuggled up close to her mother on the
couch. The conversation had dwindled, and now Donna began nuzzling into
Kate's neck and sliding a hand all around her mother's body under her
robe. Donna leaned in and kissed Kate's lips, Kate pusher her back a little
and said "I'm not so sure this is cool."Donna proceeded to reassure here
mother, telling me how much she truly loved me, felt we were soul-mates,
and that she trusted me and wanted to share this part of her life with
me. Kate agreed but not before telling me "what you see here absolutely
must not be divulged to anyone, ever. do you promise to never tell anyone
about this?" She asked this with a very serious, almost threatening look on
her face.
     I promised. Donna removed her t-shirt, leaving her with only panties
on, and motioned for her mother to scoot down to lie flat on the wide
leather couch. Donna opened Kate's robe, lay on top of her, and they began
kissing tenderly. Every so often they'd stop kissing long enough to say
things like "it's so good to see you again, I missed you so much", or "I
love you so much my precious angel".
     I was surprised by the sheer power of the love they obviously shared
for one another. I'd been somewhat disturbed by Donna's story earlier in
the day about the childhood sex, though admittedly very turned on as
well. It just didn't seem right to me that they had sex in front of a
child, no matter how lovingly and responsibly it was done. I'd done a lot
of reading about sex up to that point, my parents had a sizable collection
of books on the subject in their library, and that had been my favorite
subject to read about for several years.
     I'd read that mothers having sex with their children, boy or girl, was
fairly rare in just about all cultures and historical periods throughout
the world. And I had concluded that there weren't many instances where it
was a good idea for an adult to have sexual relations with a prepubescent
child, and that there weren't many adults who knew whether or not such a
relationship was appropriate. I knew that children were sexual, some very
much so, and that the child may be desirous of such an experience, but were
they able to gauge the long term consequences that might result, such as
shame? I believed that if such experiences were to occur, the adult should
have a great degree of love and spiritual awareness, though many adults
might claim they had this, when really they didn't. And I felt that the sex
shouldn't progress past touching and kissing till puberty. But I also
believed that there wasn't a set of sexual rules that applied to everybody
everywhere, that however rare, there were exceptions to the rules.
     I didn't know how rare the situation I was witnessing was, but I know
it was more lovely and amazing than anything I had ever imagined
before. Donna and her mother were became more passionate, but still in an
intensely loving manner, kissing, embracing, moving against one another,
running their hands all around each other.
     Soon they moved to Donna's bedroom. I later found out that they
usually shared the bed together when Kate was in town. They undressed,
started rubbing and massaging each other with oil, a lovely scent, I didn't
know what it was. They kneeled on the bed facing each other, kissing wetly,
openmouthed, running their hands all over each other's bodies, increasingly
their breasts and vaginas. I was in a chair in my underwear masturbating
with the oil, penis through the opening. I need to get some sexier
underwear I thought to myself. The passion kept mounting, sometimes one or
the other would lick wetly all over and around the other's mouth, they
began tweaking each other's nipples, sticking fingers into each other's
holes, gasping and crying out.
     My conflicted feelings began to dissipate. I had thought of a mother's
love being the greatest love there was, and that sex would taint it, lessen
it's purity somehow. I didn't get that feeling in this case. I got more of
a feeling, perhaps revelation, that these two had been together many times
before this lifetime, that they'd agreed to come together in this way
before this incarnation.
     Now they had their pussies together, legs scissored to either side of
each other, rubbing their oily hairless mounds and giant clits
together. (Donna and I had just shaved each other in the shower). Kate
began screaming out in orgasm, gyrating wildly against her daughter, her
very fit, oil-covered body looked incredibly sexy, muscles rippling. Some
juice squirted out onto the bed, she squeezed her sexy little breasts and
inch-long nipples, shuddering, gasping. In another minute or so Donna came
too, equally as powerfully, crying out, mouth open wide, face straining
with ecstasy, body shuddering and shaking.

     I kept going to the brink of coming, then backing off, I'd by then
learned to derive as much pleasure from that as by going directly for
orgasm. Donna now was now passionately and enthusiastically eating her
mother out noisily. I wondered if they had any way of cleaning the
expensive looking sheets after having so much oil and pussy-juice on
them. (I found out later they could be cleaned, not by them, but by a
cleaning lady whom I'll tell you at another time). My heart jumped as I saw
that 4 of Donna's fingers were in Kate now, sawing in and out up to Donna's
thumb, about 4 or 5 inches. Donna moved her head sideways a bit and was now
sucking Kate's giant engorged clitoris like it was a little cock, sometimes
bobbing her head up and down, sometimes sucking and pulling it up as far
into her mouth as she could. Donna let go of it with a pop and looked over
at me with a look of pure lust. I'd pulled my chair close to the side of
the bed by then, and I looked in astonishment at the size of Kate's
clit. It must have been a full 2" long, 1 1/2" high and 1" wide. They both
looked at me sexily while I gaped, then resumed.
     Then Donna had her whole hand in. Her hands and forearms were still
quite slim, and it looked like she was having no trouble performing this
feat. Then she slowly slid her oiled arm in deep, probably 12" all told. At
this point, there's no way words could adequately describe Kate's reactions
to having her daughter's arm in her. She was shuddering and shaking with
ecstasy, panting hard, crying out continuously. Donna kept looking back and
forth between Kate and me as she pumped her arm steadily and noisily in and
out of her mother's very wet pussy. It seemed like maybe Donna was doing
different things with her hand and fist, as Kate's expression would
sometimes register sudden surprise.
     And finally Kate was screaming out in a violent orgasm, her oily
sweaty body bucking against her daughter's arm, a lot of juice squirting
out with each withdrawal. I moved two hands over to try to catch some of
the juice as I had an overwhelming urge to drink some. I got a taste but
wanted more. When Donna's arm was out, I fastened my mouth to her mother's
pussy to slurp up any remaining juice that was flowing out., the flavor
intoxicating me with desire. Then I was licking Donna's hand and arm,
incredibly turned on by what I'd just seen. Kate took my throbbing meat in
her mouth, I went back for her pussy in a 69. I watched as just inches
away, Donna slid her finger into her mother's asshole. Kate moaned onto my
dick, sucking harder. I turned my head sideways a bit so I could suck
Kate's clitoris with my lips parallel to it like Donna had done. I felt
like I was sucking on a little cock as my mouth was halfway full of
clit. Donna had 2 fingers in Kate's ass now, and I knew I wanted to cum
there.
     I moved around to position my cock at Kate's ass, Kneeling with my
knees to either side, torso upright. Donna moved a pillow under Kate's
ass. I pushed my cock in, it slipped all the way in easily. I started
fucking thinking it wasn't very tight. Then Kate started clenching her
sphincter muscles on me, they were apparently extremely well
developed. Donna started sucking her mother's pussy, again sideways, and
reached around and fingered my ass at the same time. I was a bit sore
there, but she was gentle, and found my prostate, and rolled her finger all
around it. I looked at Kate's face, into her eyes, some type of connection
was made, we knew we were now joined, or rejoined, in the same way I was
with Donna. Love and gratitude were mixed with extreme lust as I pumped.
     Then Kate started screaming and gushing juice everywhere, clenching
her ass tightly onto my cock. I thought maybe she was peeing, so much juice
squirted out. First all over her daughter's face, then all over me and
herself as Donna pulled her head back. I pulled out because I wanted to
squirt all over Kate and have our juices mixed together. I shot ropes and
beads of cum onto her, jerking my cock fast, groaning ecstatically. Donna
worked my prostate deftly as I jerked and shuddered, milking all my cum
out. Then Donna and I got down and started licking up all the combined
juices mixed with sweat and (edible) oil. Then we leaned over and shared a
juicy threeway kiss with Kate. (I thought, oh well, I didn't want to cum,
but maybe in 20 years I'll cum one less time to make up for it).
     Kate held both of us close, tenderly stroking us. I could feel love
radiating out of her to both of us. I felt like she was loving me like a
son, a love my mother didn't express openly. I got along great with my
mother intellectually, but there wasn't much exchange of emotion.
     It got to be time for them to go. Kate told me how glad she was that I
was the one that Donna had found as her first true love, and that I was a
member of the family now. I thanked her for being so kind and loving
towards me, expressed my happiness at being in love with her daughter, and
said that I would honor and cherish them both.
     Tuesday evening Donna was at my house having dinner with my mother and
sister. We all got along quite well, and my mother was very impressed with
Donna and said we seemed to be a perfect match. I didn't tell her I hardly
knew Donna at all only a week before. Donna saw some artwork my father had
done, and this brought to light that painting was a serious interest for
her. She had an accomplished artist come in and teach her every week. I
mentioned that I'd like to have Donna teach me what she knew, as this
sounded like a great excuse to spend more time over there. Donna picked up
on my cue and said that her mother had some work around the house that she
wanted some help with on weekends and that she wanted to hire me to do some
of it. I wanted to spend as much time with Donna as possible, and with
other various and sundry mutual partners in crime. My mother said that I
could stay out later if I was at Donna's place, she'd feel better knowing
where I was.  I had to work to conceal some of my glee upon hearing this,
and assured her that I would be in the best of hands with Donna and her
mother. I saw Donna's face twitch a little at the unintended pun.  Lies and
deceit towards my own mother, I thought. Oh well, that's just part of being
a teenager.
     It seemed strange to go back to the normal routine whilst everything
had changed so dramatically. I had an ever present, all pervading happiness
that followed me everywhere I went.  Everything that happened, even the
most boring teacher, irritating kid or mundane event, was transformed by
this magical state of heightened perception. I felt like I was on some
wonderful drug that I'd never have to come down from, that all my dreams
had come true. But then I knew the nature of being in love, that it doesn't
last forever, better enjoy it while you can, especially first love. But I
knew that with Donna I had somebody that I would love way past the
ego-boundryless infatuation stage.
     Donna made it no secret that she was in love with me, and we'd kiss
and hold hands in the hallway between class and make lots of loving eye
contact during classes. I could see that a lot of the kids, boys and girls,
were very envious of us. Very few had a serious relationship at that age,
but most wanted one by then. Jill didn't seem pleased at all with this
sudden change. When I asked about it, Donna said Jill had long ago been
told that there would be no serious relationship between them, though Jill
wanted one. There were too many things Donna didn't like about her too.
Besides her possessiveness, Jill was pretty emotionally erratic, now the
term is bipolar. And she played petty games and wasn't really a loving
soul.
     I didn't see Michael and Michelle except in gym class. As the week
progressed I realized I didn't feel about Michael the way I did about
Donna. It was a different kind of love. I was very fond of and attracted to
him, but I mostly felt it when I was actually making love to him. I felt
like the sex with Michael was comparable to that with Donna, similar
intensity, but during the in-between times, I had much more powerful
feelings toward Donna.
     Donna told me there was a special party she wanted me to attend on
riday night that Kate had set up. Kate wanted to see "just how bisexual I
really was". I thought; strange, a test? I was picturing an elaborate meter
or gauge or something. The party would consist of some very attractive
teenage gay and bisexual guys, and it would basically be a gay orgy. I was
told that nobody I knew would be there. I thought it sounded pretty fun,
but far from what I considered ideal. I never liked the idea of one night
stands and brief encounters without any emotional involvement. I'd read a
lot about the gay lifestyle and it didn't sound appealing to me; having
many such trysts with many different men, often only once and with few
words exchanged. It sounded to me like being a piece of meat.
     I smoked some Colombian gold before the party and had a few drinks,
wanting to relax some.  Kate had said she wanted to "see" how bisexual I
was, yet she wasn't at the party. The guys were definitely very cute, The
kind of guys that women often lamented about "if he only weren't gay," some
had long hair and looked like teenage rock stars, others had short hair and
looked like they were out of GQ. There were about 20 guys, they appeared to
be between 14 and 18. There was some disco playing, some guys dancing, some
hanging out, smoking herb, laughing, joking. I started thinking, ok, it's
going to be really fun watching these guys get it on, and started thinking,
I especially like that guy, and that guy and...... I was definitely picking
up on some energy, getting very horny and excited. Some of the guys were
kissing now.
     A guy started sucking another guy off. I was very hard, thinking wow,
they're doing that right in the middle of all these people. Then there were
about 5 guys getting sucked including me, by a pretty guy with beautiful
long blonde hair. I couldn't believe how good it felt while I laid back on
a couch and watched this guy sucking away and watched some others do so as
well. It must be a group energy thing going on here, I thought. Oh yeah,
I've read about how most guys will get involved in gay group sex if given
the chance, that won't do one on one. Yes, put that pretty cock in my
mouth. Oooohhhhh, mmmmmmmnnnnnn.  ` Soon there were a couple guys on the
shag carpet getting it in the ass, obviously enjoying it immensely. Now I
was REALLY horny, I wanted in on that. Soon a hot medium sized cock was
inside me pumping away, oh it was so good, I wanted everyone to see. (This
was almost a year before Kate was one of the first people in the area to
become aware that there was a rare but growing disease that would later be
called AIDS, that it was an STD, and she therefore then began insisting
that condoms be used at all parties).
     It seemed like there were always several guys paying special attention
to me. Each cock that entered me increased the intensity of my
pleasure. Another guy would suck my cock at the same time, another suck and
tweak my nipples, another feed me his cock. I pushed a guy away from my
cock, I just wanted to feel my ass getting fucked for a while, he
understood. It felt so good I almost felt like I was cumming
continuously. I especially loved it when the guys came inside me. I picked
up on their tremendous energy, loving the feeling of the cum squirting
inside me.
     Guy number 6 or 7 was in me pumping away, other guys were now watching
me, beating off, wanting to take a turn. I felt like a slut being really
bad, and I loved it. I was moaning and carrying on almost like a girl
would, not to put on a show, but because that's how good it felt.  Finally
when a bigger than usual cock was plowing away at me, I decided now is the
time because I can't take much more of this anyway, so I grabbed my cock
and jerked it a few times and BLAM I was cumming so hard. A couple guys
who'd been jerking off nearby started cumming on me too. Another guy shoved
his cock in my mouth and started cumming. Some guys started licking the cum
up and "feeding" it to me with their mouths.
     I got up, recovered somewhat, smoked some hash, started getting close
to being ready to do some fucking. A guy came in and said I was wanted by
Miss XXXXXX (Kate). She greeted me with a kiss and led me down a couple
hallways to her bedroom. Inside. she said, "what I'm about to show you,
nobody knows about except myself and Donna. This must never under any
circumstances be even hinted at as existing. I agreed. she pulled a book
off a shelf, stuck her hand in, did something to something, and the wall
opened up, just like in a movie. We walked Inside, the room was dark except
for the light coming from 3 of the surrounding walls. There was a view into
several rooms, including the gay orgy room and Donna's bedroom. I said
"whoa" because it looked like several girls in lingerie were looking in a
window at us. Kate said they were 2-way mirrors, they couldn't see in but
we could see out.
     "So you saw what went on in the orgy room." it was a statement, not a
question.
     "Yes, and you were hot!", Kate said. She walked over to the wall and
pushed a button, and there was sound coming from Donna's room. "They're
having a slumber party. They haven't done much up to now except the usual
boring stuff, talking about boys they like and such, but now it's getting
interesting,"
    "Holy shit" was all I could manage.
     "I'm addicted to watching people have sex, especially teenagers having
it for the first time", Kate said. "I love the way the dynamics change in a
group setting. Looks like you just got a taste of that. You get caught up
in the collective energies of the group and feel strongly compelled to
participate. And when you do, it's very powerful. Some of these girls
wouldn't be able to get the nerve up to play with another girl alone, but
in a group, things are different."
     There was Donna, Michelle, and 5 other girls. Two I knew from class,
and one from another class, same grade. Two other girls looked slightly
familiar, a little younger, maybe 7th grade.
     I watched entranced as Donna and MIchelle were handing the girls sexy
lingerie to try on, and the girls were changing right there in front of
me. The other girls were Cindy and Cathy from my class, Misty from not in
my class, and I later found out, Pam and Lisa from the 7th grade. Lisa had
just finished putting something very sexy on, I didn't know such a thing
existed for girls with very small frames and barely developing breasts, but
it fit her just right. Donna was walking around Lisa, telling her how
beautiful and sexy she looked and how no boys would be able to resist her
if they saw her like that. Meanwhile she was finding any excuse she could
to touch her, adjusting something, turning her this way and that. Lisa was
looking at herself in the mirror sexily, liking what she saw, a bit turned
on it seemed. I kept thinking someone could see me, being stoned and not
used the the 2-way mirror yet.
     Kate was masturbating in a chair. She said, almost in a whisper,
"these girls have been carefully hand selected as being very likely to want
to participate in some lesbian fun and games, even if they aren't fully
aware of it yet. They've been seen sneaking furtive glances at other girls
from time to time as well as boys, and they seem to be very interested in
sex.
     Michelle was "helping" Cindy now, who was putting on a light blue
see-through teddy ensemble.  Michelle was saying "Oh you look so so good in
that, your lover would be able to see your nipples get hard right in front
of them." As she said this, she flicked a fingertip back and forth across
Cindy's nipples a few times until the nipples were indeed very hard on her
small breasts. Cindy sucked her breath in and shuddered a little bit,
enough for the other girls to notice, then came close to the mirror to see
how she looked. Kate and I groaned. Kate grabbed a vibrator, turned it on,
and put it in her pussy.
     Next it was Cathy at the center of attention. She was the most
well-developed of the girls, with large breasts, and was less slim than the
others with wider hips. Donna had been helping her into a fashionable silk
get-up that looked like thin scarves that were crisscrossed in several
places and held together by silver rings. As Donna helped her on with it,
she "accidentally" brushed her hands on Cathy several times, taking more
time and effort than was needed to situate the part covering her
mound. This material was also very thin and see-through, and the strips of
cloth the criss-crossed over her breasts were only a couple inches wide
leaving a lot of breast exposed. Much of her bottom was also exposed, and
Donna adjusted some things in the back so that the material was pulled
tight over Cindy's mound, and much of the 4 inch or so strip that covered
her ass was pulled deeply into her butt-crack.
     "Oh, you're so beautiful in that, like a goddess!", said Donna, as she
ran her hands here and there, tugging at various straps that pulled the
material tighter against Cindy's mound and breasts. "Feel this material",
Donna said, looking around at everyone. Then all six of the other girls
were feeling the material, but since there wasn't much material there,
there was a lot of feeling of Cindy going on. Pam and Lisa, the 7th
graders, were obviously very interested in Cindy's large breasts, as their
own were still so small, and they did a lot of feeling of material there,
sliding the silk between their thumb and fingers, rubbing the back of their
hands against Cindy's breasts and hard nipples. Donna and Michelle were
feeling all around down lower, including Cindy's mound, brushing against it
directly occasionally, or pulling the material up even tighter into
her. everything was visible through the white material, and she had a wet
spot growing down there.
     This was repeated, with Misty, then Pam at the center of
attention. Pam was very visibly turned on during her turn, clearly showing
her pleasure when her mound or nipples were touched.  The material was cut
out to expose these parts, so they were clearly visible and hard. Kate
began to cum now, shoving the vibrator in and out fast, then she sat on my
cock, which immediately was all the way in her ass. Luckily this is
soundproof in here, Kate said as she began slowly gyrating around, keeping
my cock fully inside.
     Donna said "now I think it might be fun to practice our kissing
techniques, so we'll be better at it when we kiss boys."
     "You mean practice on each other?" Pam asked, wide-eyed.
     "Sure, girls do that all the time. It's no big deal" Michelle
said. The girls all either looked eager to do so, or unsuccessfully
pretended they were reluctant about it. Lisa went over to Cathy, Pam to
Misty, and Cindy to Michelle. Then they were kissing, standing up, bodies
close but not touching. After a couple minutes everyone seemed to be over
their nervous awkwardness.  Michelle pulled Cindy down, on top of her, to
the shag carpet strewn with pillows. They resumed kissing, a bit more
wetly, passionately.
     Donna said "Yeah, why don't you all lie down like Michelle and Cindy,
take turns being the man." Then Cathy was on Lisa and Misty on Pam. The
girls on top played into their pretend roles as an excuse to be less
tentative, more aggressive. Everyone was really into it now, shamelessly
french-kissing, rubbing their bodies together. Donna removed a piece of her
outfit exposing her vagina, and began masturbating openly with oiled
fingers. Several of the girls stopped kissing and looked over at Donna, who
was rubbing her huge clit all around. The expressions were a mixture of
surprise and extreme lust. I got the impression that they were as much
surprised at how exciting this was to them as anything else. Donna
said. "well I can't help it, you girls are sooooo sexy."  The girls were
again kissing with renewed vigor.
     Kate was gyrating a little faster by then, and was reinserting the
vibrator. I could feel it vibrating against my cock. "What do you think a
guy would want to do next?", Donna asked. The girls on top began working
their way down the other's necks towards their breasts, as if they'd been
waiting expectantly for the go-ahead. Cathy was the first, sucking Lisa's
nipple through the material of her top. Misty and Cindy took a bit more
time, kissing all around and between Pam and Michelle's breasts for a while
before sucking on a nipple, tweaking the other with their fingers.  The
girls on the bottom were all oooohhh-ing and aaaahhhhh-ing softly, running
their fingers through the other's hair.
     Pam seemed the most turned on of them all, even though at
just-turned-12 she was the youngest and least developed of them all. She
began masturbating while being nipple-sucked by Misty. Then beautiful but
very shy Misty was the first to lick and suck a pussy as she lovingly began
eating Pam out. Pam began moaning loudly and the other girls stopped to
watch, sitting up now, playing with each other's breasts. Kate started
cumming on me, thrashing and clenching on my cock with her ass.
     Then Donna was sitting on Pam's face, Pam started sucking Donna's huge
clit hungrily. Soon Donna was cumming, working her hips back and forth,
gushing a little juice into Pam's mouth, crying out in ecstasy. This set
Pam off, who came noisily onto Misty's face. Then I lost it at that point,
I came violently into Kate's ass, flooding her with cum, her powerful ass
muscles milking me dry. Then she came again, with me still hard inside her,
gushing juice out all over the place, gasping in ecstasy.
     Then it was a full fledged lesbian orgy, everyone sucking and getting
sucked by almost everyone else there. 69's, threeways, fourways, everyone
cumming hard, completely caught up in the collective sexual energy. All the
girls learned that using oily fingers in each other's pussies and assholes
only increased the pleasure. The five "new" girls were beside themselves
with ecstasy, excited beyond belief, completely caught up in perhaps their
first real sexual experience. They attacked each other's tits, pussies and
assholes with complete abandon, holding nothing back. Often a girl would be
looking in the mirror, (right at us!), watching herself and the others with
raw lust in her eyes. A new position was introduced involving the grinding
of pussies together. Soon all the girls were giving that a try, loving it,
cumming some more. I had remained hard, and Kate was now screwing her
asshole vigorously on my cock again, cumming, gushing, screaming. I
couldn't believe the girl's couldn't hear her. There must be 8 inches of
glass there, I thought.
      Finally the girls were winding down, they paired off, and cuddled and
kissed with whoever they seemed to like the most, Donna with Michelle and
Cindy with Misty. Pam, Cathy, and Lisa seemed to all like each other a
whole lot, so the three of them cuddled and kissed together. I knew it was
time to go home. Kate kissed me sweetly, lovingly, said "you're such a sexy
boy, George. I've never seen a gay performance as hot as the one you put
on. Donna saw some of it too, left the girls for about 20 minutes and
watched the best part. We had so much fun watching you."
     And then I was a normal kid again, riding home on my bike, giddily
happy, but being somewhat careful how I sat on the small seat.