Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2000 12:01:45 -0800
From: J. Ocean <jocean@slip.net>
Subject: 17th summer 25

My Seventeenth Summer, Part 25

I used my tongue and hands to make Tina come three times, gripping my head
with her thighs, scratching my neck with her nails. Then I shucked my
cutoffs and panties and crawled up her, kneeling with my crotch in her face
to demand satisfaction.

I thrilled to the feeling of her tongue sliding inside me, feeling both
physical pleasure and a satisfying sense of triumph. After a few minutes, I
flipped around and laid myself atop her, and we had a long, leisurely 69,
the midday sun falling on our naked bodies. Finally, as the afternoon wore
on, we tired ourselves out and lay quietly entwined on Tina's bed.

After some time, she whispered in my ear, "You'd better get going. My
stepmom will be home soon." I nodded and rolled toward her, closing my eyes
and cupping her slick pussy with my hand. Then we both nodded off for a
while, only to be awakened by the sound of a door opening and closing
downstairs.

Tina's eyes shot open. "Shit," she said. We both jumped up and scrambled
to put on some clothes. Unfortunately, I had my cutoffs but not my top, so
I had to borrow one of Tina's T-shirts. My top, of course, was down in the
kitchen, but there was nothing we could do about that now.

A woman's voice called up from downstairs, saying "Tina? Are you there?"

"Yeah," answered Tina, "be down in a second." We both quickly put
ourselves together as best we could, tying back our mussed hair and
splashing on perfume to cover the smell of sex. Tina looked at me and
shrugged. "We'd better go down."

We traipsed downstairs to find Tina's stepmom standing by the kitchen
table sorting through mail; my top sat in a pile on one corner of the
table. Her eyes were attracted by the motion and she turned toward us. She
was maybe an inch taller than me, with long, dirty blond hair and dark blue
eyes. A basically nice face, but with kind of a pinched, tight expression.
She was wearing a flower-print dress that was cut high on top and went down
to her ankles, but I could see that she had a nice body, buxom with wide
hips. "Hannah," said Tina, "this is my friend Morgan."

Hannah offered me a small, soft hand. "I didn't know you were having
anyone over today."

"She just happened to be in the neighborhood," answered Tina, with a note
of sarcasm in her voice that Hannah missed but I didn't. Thinking quickly,
Tina scooped up my top and handed it to me. "We were going to go swimming."

"OK," said Hannah. "Morgan, would you like to join us for dinner afterwards?"

I thought for a second and looked over at Tina, who nodded subtly. "Sure,"
I said. "That would be great." I wasn't actually sure this was a good idea,
but I guess it would have looked weird for me to decline.

So Tina and I went back upstairs and changed into bathing suits; she lent
me a bikini bottom that didn't quite fit or match my top, but was close
enough. As we were changing I took the opportunity to finger her for a few
seconds, but then she slapped my hand away, whispering "Not now."

We went to her neighborhood pool and swam for about an hour. It was a
gorgeous day and I felt incredibly calm and relaxed in this wholesome
setting after our afternoon-long fuck. In the middle of the swim I left
Tina and snuck off to call Madeleine on the pay phone in the poolhouse.
"Mission accomplished," I told her.

"Good girl!" said Madeleine. "Tell me all about it."

I looked around at the swimmers who were walking through the hallway. "Um,
I can't right now. But her stepmom invited me over to dinner and I said
yes. Is that OK?"

"Yeah, good," said Madeleine. "Don't worry about me. Work on Friday night."

"OK. I better go now."

"See you soon."

"Bye."

After the swim, we showered and went back to Tina's house, where we had
dinner with Hannah and Tina's dad, David. Tina was right, Hannah was really
religious -- every other thing she said during dinner was about Jesus. But
she was a good cook, so I ate quietly and smiled, thinking of Tina naked,
her back arched, pleading with me to lick her pussy.

From Tina's I went straight to Madeleine's and told her everything that
had happened, stroking her clit as I gave her a play-by-play of my roll in
the hay with Tina. Then I went home and to bed, but had trouble sleeping,
energized by the new possibilities that had opened up before me.

* * *

So that became my routine for the week. I'd go over to Tina's in the late
morning, spend the afternoon romping with her, then go swimming and have
dinner over there.

It was uncomfortable sometimes being around Hannah, who was usually so
friendly but then would go off on these Christian rants. One night at
dinner David happened to mention a gay coworker and Hannah got this hard
look in her eyes and went off about the perversion of homosexuality and
what an abomination it was before the Lord. For a second she met my eyes
and I thought, she knows -- this whole lecture is really directed at me.
Then I thought no, she'd never let me hang around with her stepdaughter if
she knew. But I started keeping a close eye on Hannah after that -- if she
started to suspect, it wouldn't take her long to clue in. She'd smell pussy
on Tina's breath or something, and then there would be hell to pay.

Complicating matters even further was the fact that there was something
really appealing about Hannah. When she relaxed, she could be a lot of fun
to be with -- and she was pretty cute too. But then her fundamentalist
attitudes would come in and make it hard to like her.

In any case, Tina and I were having a great time together. There was an
innocence to being with her that was completely different from my sex with
Madeleine, which was always so intense and emotionally charged. With Tina
it was like two kittens playing. But then I started to think about the two
of us with Madeleine and the idea got me so fucking hot that I started
feeling faint.

I told Tina, "There's someone I'd really like you to meet. Are you doing
anything Friday night?"

She said no, so I gave her Madeleine's address and told her she should
come over at 7:30. When I told Madeleine that night, she gave me a huge
kiss and took me to the basement, where she tied me up and thoroughly
pleasured every part of my body.

* * *

Friday morning I brought a strap-on to Tina's and fucked her long and slow
from behind. It was hot so we took a break, wrapped ourselves in towels and
went downstairs for a drink -- I was craving grape juice. But when we got
downstairs, Hannah was in the living room watching TV. We had a moment of
severe panic. How long had she been home? Had she heard Tina's desperate
yowling? How could she have not?

We turned to sneak back up the stairs, but it was too late. Hannah had
spotted us; she looked over with a perplexed expression on her face. "What
are you girls doing?"

Silence. My mind was racing to come up with a good cover story, but I was
drawing a blank. Finally, Tina offered up "We were trying on some outfits."
It wasn't terribly convincing, and Hannah didn't look convinced, but she
turned back to the TV. "Well, please don't walk around the house like that.
It could give people the wrong idea."

After Tina and I had gotten dressed, Hannah called us downstairs and told
us to have a seat. She said there was something she wanted us to see and
slid a tape into the VCR. It turned out to be this Christian video for
teenage girls all about the temptations and evils of lesbianism -- how it
might seem harmless at first but would inevitably lead to mental decay,
moral degradation and crack smoking.

I think it was an hour long, but it seemed to last for days. The tension
in the room was so thick I felt like I couldn't move -- I just sat frozen
in place, unable to bring myself to look at Tina. At one point I did catch
Hannah out of the corner of my eye, and she was totally rapt, staring at
the two girls kissing onscreen with her face screwed up into a scowl and
the corners of her mouth turned up. "Disgusting," she muttered fiercely.

When it was finally over, I said something about having to get home and
bolted for the door without looking back. Things had turned weird and I
needed some time to figure out what to do about it.