After discovering how good it was to have your cock sucked, Keith and I made sure that we sneaked off to the little clearing in the woods every day to smoke and pleasure each other.
Saturdays and Sundays were usually "free", apart from compulsory church on Sundays, and it was on a very warm Saturday morning that, as we approached "our" spot, we heard some giggling coming from behind the hillock. I motioned Keith to be quiet, and we sneaked forward, under cover of some vegetation.
There were two girls sitting exactly on our spot and smoking! One was a brunette with short hair, and the other one was blonde, with long hair tied in a ponytail. They were both wearing the black-and-blue tartan skirts, white blouses and white ankle socks that were the uniform of the local girls' school. Staying hidden, we observed. The girls were giggling about something, and then the blonde said: "So why wouldn't you let him put it in, Amy?"
"Well," brunette Amy replied, "I wasn't on the pill, and he didn't have any rubbers..."
"So, what's it like, wanking a boy off?"
"Messy," she said. "But sort of fun. Anyway, I had to return the favour, since he got me off the same way."
"I wish I had a boyfriend," said the blonde.
"Me too, Claire, me too."
Keith and I looked at each other — I had an idea. Motioning him to remain quiet, we retreated back to the path.
"Just follow my lead, okay?" I told him. He nodded in agreement and followed me back to our spot. This time, I made no secret of our approach, and when the two girls turned around, startled, I exclaimed "busted!"
They shrieked and made to pack up and run, but I motioned to them, grinning, and quickly said "Don't worry - we come here to smoke, too."
They looked a little relieved, but still tense until Keith and I sat down in front of them and lit up. I tossed them the pack and told them to help themselves.
"I'm Jack, and this is Keith, by the way."
"I'm Amy, and this is Claire."
"Come here often?" I asked. How come we'd never seen them before? I shuddered inwardly at the thought that they could have found us naked and sucking each other off.
"First time, actually. We were looking for a shortcut back to the house. And you?"
"We're here practically every day," I said.
"Heavy smokers, eh?" Claire asked. She had a very pretty smile.
"You could say that," I replied as Keith started blushing furiously. The girls didn't seem to notice. Feeling daring, I added "when the weather's nice, we also come her to tan."
"That's not a bad idea," Amy said. "We should do that sometime, Claire. At least here, nobody's going to bother us."
"Except them, of course," Claire retorted.
"Bother? Nah — we'll just, you know, smoke and chat, no worries," I replied.
As it turned out, on this Saturday I had a six-pack of beer with me. Sale of alcohol was prohibited to under-eighteens by law, and its consumption by school rules, but at fourteen I looked sixteen, and I'd bribed the off-license's owner with £200 which should easily cover any fine if he ever got caught (yeah being a rich kid has its advantages). I pulled the pack from my bag, and offered some around.
"Oh wow!" the girls exclaimed. "Thanks!"
We drank our beers, and then shared out the last two among ourselves. The girls agreed that we could come here anytime, since we had beer and fags, which I thought was funny, since we'd been coming here for weeks before they found the spot.
"You know what I mean," Claire said.
As it was getting on for lunchtime, I suggested going to the chip shop and, in a generous mood, paid for everyone's fish and chips. I also took the opportunity to buy a couple more six-packs of beer and we took our purchases back to the clearing to eat lunch.
The sun was beating harder and harder, and I really wanted to get naked, but the girls would surely freak out. On the other hand, everyone was getting a nice buzz from the beers, and we were pretty relaxed as we chatted and laughed.
At some point, the conversation turned to boyfriends and girlfriends. It turned out that Amy was pretty much in the same situation as I, having left a sort of boyfriend behind. Claire, like Keith, had no experience of the opposite sex.
"I wouldn't mind tanning a bit," I suggested after a while, to which Keith concurred. There ensued some discussion about sitting around in our underwear, so we finally decided to all go get our swimming outfits and meet back here as soon as feasible.
On the way to the house to put our swimming trunks on under our trousers and back to the clearing, Keith and I discussed the girls. He fancied Claire, which was fine, because I liked Amy better. When we returned, the girls were already there, but still in their uniforms. They seemed a little bit shy, so I started the proceedings by removing my uniform and sitting back on the grass with only my trunks and a beer. Keith followed suit, and soon enough, the girls did too. The sun was brilliant in the sky, and nobody said anything for a while. Amy was wearing a green bikini that complemented her brown hair nicely, and Claire had on a light yellow bikini the same colour as her blonde hair. Both girls were very pretty, with long, slim legs and small, high breasts that were still developing. Being in close proximity to so much flesh soon had its effect on me, and I rolled over on my stomach to hide my erection. I noticed Keith had done the same.
"So, have you ever had sex?" Amy asked me out of the blue.
"Um... Sort of," I replied. "And you?"
She grinned at me before replying. "Sort of too, I suppose, depending what you mean by 'sort of'..."
I wasn't about to expose all the details of my sex life, so I grunted noncommittally.
"Do tell," Amy insisted, "what do you mean?"
"Well, uh," I stammered, looking at Amy. She just sat silently, curiosity written all over her face.
"Okay, I'll tell you my 'sort of' and then you can tell us yours," Amy suggested. "I've kissed, and made a boy come by playing with his dick."
"Fine," I said, shrugging. "I've kissed, done hand jobs, and sucked off." Keith was blushing, but I didn't let on.
"What was it like, sucking off a girl?" Amy wanted to know.
"I really enjoyed it. And she enjoyed doing it to me, too."
"What, she let you come in her mouth?" Amy was surprised.
"Yep, and she came in my mouth too."
"Isn't that sort of gross?" Claire interjected.
"Not at all," I countered. "At worst it's an acquired taste. And definitely less messy all round." I grinned and winked at Amy. I was curious how far she'd go with this.
"You know," she said, obviously changing the subject and turning to Claire, "when I'm at home, I usually go topless to avoid tan lines."
I think the beer had gone to all our heads, because Amy then removed her top, dropping it to the ground and letting her tits just free. I could see her nipples were erect. Claire was blushing furiously but, mumbling that she used to do it as well, she undid her top also baring her boobs to our feasting eyes. My cock was rock-hard and painful, since I was lying on it.
Giving Amy a "I dare you" look, I said: "Usually when I come here to tan, I try to avoid tan lines too..."
Amy stared me in the eye and mock-innocently asked me if that was indeed so.
"I don't have any tan lines, and I'm not about to start," I said, standing up. The bulge in my trunks seemed huge to me. Both girls watched, their mouths hanging open as I dropped my trunks to the grass and stepped out of them. I sat down again in a half-lotus, my erect cock at full mast.
Keith grinned at me and also stripped before sitting down again. Claire was blushing furiously, a blush that went from her erect nipples to her hairline. Amy was staring at my cock, and licked her lips. Then, she stood up and removed her bikini bottoms. She waited a little before sitting down again, giving me a good view of her sparse brown bush and hairless pussy.
"Are you mad?" Claire exclaimed.
"Why? Because I don't want tan lines?" Amy asked innocently.
"But... I mean, the boys, and the..." Claire gestured vaguely at our erections.
"Never seen one before?" Amy asked. "Now you have."
This was getting interesting, but I was really straining for release by now. I stopped giving a shit if they would run or not, I took my cock in my left hand and started stroking myself. Keith immediately joined in, wanking himself while ogling Claire's tits.
"I think the boys like what they see," said Amy. "I think you should drop your bottoms, Claire."
"Oh what the fuck," she said, resigned, and slid out of her bikini still sitting down. She also didn't have much growth on her sex, the curls just a shade darker than her hair.
"I'm a bit hot, too," Amy added, and started fingering her pussy. I couldn't believe how this was proceeding!
"Amy!" Claire shouted.
"What? Don't tell me you don't play with yourself, I can hear you at night in the dorm. Anyway, do what you like, I need to get off." With that, she started pumping two fingers in and out of her cunt, while diddling her clit with her other hand. I could see Claire was, despite her best efforts, getting turned on too, and after a few minutes, she also started masturbating.
Scooting closer to Amy, I said "Allow me," and moved my hand to her pussy.
"Yes please," she breathed, and made space for my hand. I immediately slid two fingers into her hot, sopping pussy and she grasped my cock with her hand.
I saw Keith had moved closer to Claire and was kneeling next to her. She looked at his dick in fascination before tentatively taking it in her hand and imitating Amy's movements. Keith reached down and replaced Claire's hand with his own.
"Oh god," she exclaimed, and came. That sent Keith off, and he squirted his load onto her hand and forearm. Watching my friend Keith finally getting off with a girl gave me such joy that I started coming too. Because of my position, that meant that I came all over Amy's belly and thigh. It felt like I was coming gallons. Amy seemed to like the sight of my spunk shooting all over her, because with a long drawn-out moan I felt her come on my hand.
When we all finally calmed down and cleaned up, Claire said "I think we've all gone a bit mad."
"Why?" I countered. "Didn't it feel good?"
"Yes, but—"
"In that case, what's wrong with it?"
"Well, uh—"
"Nothing at all," Amy interjected. "Claire, loosen up, girl!"
It was time to leave, though, as dinnertime approached (dinner was compulsory and had to be eaten at the central cafeteria). I asked the girls if they'd be around tomorrow, but they seemed hesitant.
"Look, we don't have to get naked every time, I just thought it'd be nice to hang out, you know? I'll keep bringing beer and ciggies, too."
"Okay," Amy said. "After church tomorrow?"
"Sure," I replied.
We got dressed and went our separate ways. On the way to dinner, Keith and I discussed what had happened. He agreed that he enjoyed Claire's hand job, and playing with her cunt, but he missed having his cock sucked. I told him that perhaps Claire would suck him off sometime — and if not, then I'd do it for him. There was nobody else on the path, so he gave me a quick hug and said thanks, I was a true friend.
***
Sunday, the off-license was closed, but I'd managed to secure a stash of beer and cigarettes the day before just before closing time. Church was the usual load of boring, god-bothering crap during which I tuned out and did all the standing, kneeling and singing bits on auto-pilot. Since there was only one Abbey in the little town, the boys and girls went to Sunday church together, albeit in separate sections of the church. We saw Amy and Claire among the lot, and gave a discreet wave.
After the service, we quickly swung by the house to collect my cache of booze and fags, and made our way to the clearing. The sun was as hot and bright as the day before, but the girls weren't there yet. Keith had thought to bring a couple of blankets we'd nicked from Matron, so we spread them out on the grass and quickly shucked our clothes. We were chatting and sipping beers when the girls arrived.
Amy immediately got naked and joined me on the blanket. Claire needed a bit of prodding, but finally followed suit and joined Keith on his blanket. I took Amy in my arms, and we started kissing and running our hands over each other's bodies. We rolled over so Amy was on her back, and I started kissing my way down her body, approaching her little tits, which I took in my mouth in turn. Her nipples were hard little buds on top of her firm mounds, and I spent quite some time on them, Amy moaning with pleasure. She had taken my cock in her right hand, and was wanking me while this was going on. I was too busy on her titties to see what Keith and Claire were up to, but judging by the noises, it was something enjoyable.
Moving my hands to Amy's tits, I started kissing my way down her chest to her belly, ever closer to her sparsely-tufted pussy. I could smell her arousal, and it made me remember Aviva's blonde snatch, so I scooted down between Amy's legs, which I spread with my hands, revealing her beautiful girlhood. Her lips were bare, and I could see her clit poking out of its little hood. I totally lost patience and, like a bull to the red rag, I dove down and embraced her whole cunt with my mouth, sticking my tongue between her delicious folds.
"Oh God!" Amy gasped. I looked up to see her staring down at me. "That's so..."
She seemed lost for words, so I grinned at her and continued my oral ministrations, lapping her bare slit up and down, flicking her clit with my tongue, then moving down, sticking it into her vagina as far as it would go, back and forth a few times, and then continuing down to her puckered rosebud. Amy gasped again, almost a moan, so I kept this up for a while. My cock was aching for her touch — or any touch for that matter, but I didn't want to stop eating Amy's cunt. I slid the middle finger of my right hand into her cunt and encountered no resistance (I did remember about the hymen from Sex Ed). Maybe she wasn't a virgin? My cock twitched at the idea of fucking her. I started sliding my finger in and out of her love channel, and Amy bucked her hips against my hand. With my tongue, I resumed stimulating her love button, and then added my index finger, pumping two fingers in and out. Amy was getting frantic. When I pressed my left index against her arsehole, she screamed and started coming violently, her cunt spasming on my fingers, her hips thrashing up and down against my hand. I kept up my pumping and licking action, and titillating her pucker, until she moved my hands away.
"Jesus — that was wild!" she gasped, trying to get her breath back. "Who taught you to do that?"
"Um... Nobody, really. It just seemed like a good idea."
"It bloody was!"
I sat up, kneeling between Amy's legs and grinning at her. I could see Keith in a similar position, his face buried in Claire's blonde pussy. Amy sat up and knelt in front of me, also watching her friend being eaten out. Claire was gasping in short breaths, her hips thrusting into Keith's face, and then she came almost as noisily as her friend had. Keith sat back with a grin, his cock at full mast like mine. He took his erection in hand and with a few fast, violent strokes, came all over Claire's pussy and belly, his jism pooling in her belly-button. I grabbed my cock and started doing the same — I needed to come really badly, but Amy took my hand away and, grinning, said, "Allow me."
She started stroking me up and down, spreading the pre-come that had drooled liberally from my knob and pulling my foreskin back exposing the purple head. Then, she approached her face and took a whiff. She seemed to consider for a bit, and then gave the end of my cock a tentative lick. I moaned in pleasure. Getting bolder, she started licking up all my pre-come, from my balls to my crown, and then opened her mouth and slid it over my knob. Heaven!
Still jerking me up and down, she started sucking my knob while licking the sensitive spot underneath it. I jerked my hips forward, driving a bit more of my cock into her mouth. She took the hint, and started bobbing her head up and down on my shaft. Her other hand slid down to my balls and fondled them for a bit before going further. When she pressed a finger against my arsehole, as I had done to her, my sphincter twitched, and her finger slid part-way into my arse.
"Haaaaaaa!" I managed, and erupted into her mouth. Amy was startled when she felt my spunk hit the back of her throat and withdrew her head. My next spurt still hit her open mouth, and the others went on her face and neck. She kept wanking me until the last dribble came out. I could see my juice dribbling from her mouth and down her chin. She turned aside and spat it onto the grass.
"Gross!" Claire said.
"Sorry," I said. "I meant to warn you..."
She grinned at me. "It's not bad actually — it just surprised me, that's all."
"Not gross at all," said Keith. I could see he was erect again. He leaned over to Claire, and licked up what was left of my spunk on her face. Claire looked shocked. "You're... you're licking up his... his..."
"Yeah," Keith said. "I'd hate to see it go to waste." Claire was speechless. "Don't knock it till you've tried it," Keith added.
"But... you... his..."
"Pfff," he countered. "So? What do you think we do when there's no girls around and we get horny?"
"Which is basically all the time," I added.
"You mean, you've sucked Jack off?" Amy asked.
"Sure — and he's done me."
"I'd like to see that," Amy said.
I reached for Keith's cock and gave it a few strokes. With my other hand, I pushed him back onto the blanket, so I was kneeling to his right across from Claire. Amy moved between Keith's legs so she could get a better view.
I leaned forward and took his lovely little cock in my mouth, and moved my head up and down. I could feel his knob at the back of my throat. Letting go of him, I took Claire's left hand, and put it on Keith's cock. She gingerly started wanking him into my mouth. I sat up, and motioned to Claire to do the same.
"Go on," said Amy. "It's really good — trust me, I tried it."
"Oh all right," Claire said, and opened her mouth, taking Keith's knob.
"Good. Now lick his knob, and suck a bit, like it's a lollipop."
Claire's reluctance seemed to disappear, and she soon got into it.
I licked my middle finger, getting it good and wet.
"He also likes this," I said, and pressed my finger against his arsehole. He relaxed, and I slid my finger in to the hilt. I thrust it into his arse a couple of times, and suddenly Keith thrust his hips up, shoving his cock into Claire's mouth almost all the way. By the way his anus twitched on my finger, I could tell he was coming. Sure enough, the first spurt had gone into Claire's mouth, but she drew back with a gasp, and his second spurt shot about half a foot into the air. I quickly took his twitching cock into my mouth to catch the rest, my finger still pumping in and out of his arsehole. I swallowed all he had to give me, and licked him clean when he'd finished.
"That was so hot!" Amy said. "But... I didn't know you were gay."
"I don't think I'm gay, I said. After all, I love messing around with you, Amy."
"True..."
"But Keith and I get horny about a thousand times a day, and having a wank by yourself is sort of boring..."
"Yeah," Amy admitted. "Especially now that I know what it's like to have someone else do things to make me come. I reckon we should try it, Claire. What do you think?"
"What? No way! I'm not a dyke!"
Amy reached over and stroked her friend's shoulder. "Of course not," she soothed her. "After all, you've got Keith. But what about when we can't come out here?" Despite her protests, Claire hadn't drawn away from Amy's hand, so Amy reached out and cupped her friend's right breast in her left hand.
"Your tits feel nice," she said. Claire was blushing, but not resisting. Amy trailed her right hand down Claire's shoulder, and touched her other tit. Claire arched her back, pressing her little boobs into her friend's hands. Keith sat up and cupped Claire's pussy. I saw him stick his middle finger up Claire's twat, his thumb rubbing her clit. "Mmmmmm," Claire moaned.
"Want me to stop?" Amy asker her. Claire shook her head, her eyes closed, basking in the pleasure. I slid my hand up Claire's ribcage, pushing Amy's away. I gently rolled her stiff little nipple between my thumb and forefinger, so Amy took Keith's hand from Claire's pussy, and started running her fingers over her friend's lips. Then, she slid a finger inside. Claire was biting her lower lip and rocking her hips.
Amy pushed me away and leaned over to Claire. She extended her tongue and gently licked Claire's lips. Claire opened her mouth and Amy leaned into the kiss, still fingering her friend's pussy. I took Claire's limp right hand, and moved it between Amy's legs. When she felt her fingers touching her friend's pussy, Claire opened her eyes. I saw the look of surprise on her face, but she didn't break the kiss. Rather, she drew Amy to her with her other hand, and both girls rolled onto the blanket, hands in each other's pussies.
Keith and I sat back and watched. We were both erect again, so I took his cock, and he mine, and we wanked each other off, watching the two girls doing the same. Their breathing was getting ragged, and they broke their kiss so they could concentrate on thrusting their cunts against each other's hand.
"Ha! Ha! Haaaaaa! God I'm coming!" they both shouted at the same time as they came. Keith and I were jerking each other's cock furiously now, and it wasn't long until we both came yet again, shooting our juices onto the blanket next to the girls.
The girls disentangled themselves. Amy sniffed her finger, and then sucked it clean. "Hey, not bad," she said.
"Really?" Claire asked, and then proceeded to lick her own finger. "Yeah — not bad at all. Different from Keith, though."
"Personally, I love it," I said, and took Claire's hand, licking what remained of Amy's love juice.
I think we were all sexed-out by now, so we smoked a few cigarettes and had some beers until it was time to go to dinner. The week ahead was going to be difficult, but we agreed to meet again on Wednesday, weather permitting and, after exchanging hugs and tender kisses, we went our separate ways.
***
As it turned out, Wednesday never happened. The weather turned really bad on Monday, all of a sudden, and it stayed that way until Friday night. Keith and I had to revert to wanking in the dorm or the bath — there wasn't even a good opportunity for a blowjob. On Saturday, when we went back to "our place", the ground was sodden. Dejectedly, we sat on a log, wondering what to do.
"Well, I could always suck you off," Keith suggested. "It's weird, but I've been missing the taste of your cock."
"Sure," I said. I opened my trousers and fished my already half-erect dick out of my trousers. I didn't want to remove them completely, the weather was still too cold. Without more ado, Keith leaned down and took me into his mouth. I quickly became fully erect, and he started sucking me off like mad. He was gobbling me and trying to force as much of my cock into his mouth as he could. I leaned back and enjoyed his ministrations.
Suddenly I heard a voice calling, "Hey! Leave some for me!" I looked up, and saw Amy striding towards us.
"Where's Claire?" I asked.
"She can't make it, she's got a squash match," Amy answered. She took something black from her uniform jacket and unrolled it: a plastic bin-liner. Spreading it on the ground at my feet, she knelt between my legs. Smart girl! I thought.
She reached out and took my shaft in her hand. Keith stopped bobbing up and down on my cock and said hi to Amy, who leaned forward and took my shaft into her mouth until my knob was poking the back of her throat.
Keith and Amy alternated sucking me off, while keeping up the conversation when their mouths weren't full.
"I've been missing you, Jack," Amy said. "I don't know why, but ever since I had your cock in my mouth, I've been unable to think about anything else." Slurp, gobble.
"Yeah — do you think you might be addictive, Jack?" Keith asked. Gobble, slurp. It was still a while until I would discover that that, however, was exactly the case.
"And Claire too," Amy added. "It's like, all we can think about is sex now." Slurp, slurp.
"Well, I've been bored and horny too," I said. The breaks in the blowjob were letting me last a lot longer, and I was revelling in the divine feeling of having my two best friends sucking me off.
"Claire and I did it the other day," Amy announced before plunging me back between her hot little lips.
"Like what?" Keith wanted to know, and replaced Amy so she could answer."
"We ate each other out," Amy said. "It was fantastic! We've been doing each other, like, all the time ever since." Amy started wanking me faster. The idea of Claire and Amy sucking and licking each other was all I needed to set me off. I grabbed Amy's hair and almost screamed as I started shooting my come into her mouth. This time, however, Amy didn't try to move away, but speeded up and sucked harder.
"Hey! Leave some for me!" Keith exclaimed and yanked Amy's head off my spurting cock. I felt like I was coming gallons, and Keith managed to take the rest of my load, but not before I'd sent one string splattering against his cheek.
Amy sat back on her heels and grinned at me. I could see spunk coating her teeth before she sucked it back and swallowed it.
"Fuck I needed that," Amy said, satisfied.
"Me too," Keith agreed. "Thanks for sharing." I could see he had a nice bulge in his trousers, so I reached over and unzipped him. "Looks like you need some attention too, pal," I said.
Amy scooted over between Keith's legs and, while I was wanking my pal, she sucked him off.
"Want some?" she asked between sucks.
"Nah it's okay," I said. "Enjoy." I felt content, and was enjoying watching Amy sucking Keith off. It wasn't long until he came noisily down her throat. Amy took it all, not spilling a drop, and sat back with a satisfied smile on her face.
"Your turn," I said to her and stood up. Amy stood up also, quickly removed her panties and sat down on the log next to Keith. I grabbed the bin-liner and positioned myself between her legs. I could see her pussy was already wet, so I went at it with no subtlety whatsoever, diving straight for her vagina and her clit with my tongue.
"Oh that's good," she breathed. Keith leaned over and opened her school blouse, exposing her bra, which he yanked down a bit so he could play with her tits. "God you make me so horny Jack — and you too, Keith!" she said, bucking her hips at my face.
I inserted my middle finger into her cunt and started finger-fucking her while still licking her clit.
"Oooh yes, Jack!"
By this time, I was fully erect again. I could feel Amy getting close, so I pulled my face away, and my finger out of her cunt and moved up, kneeling straight. Amy saw my cock about three inches away from her little pussy and looked me in the eye. "Yes," she said. "Do it, Jack. Fuck me! I want your beautiful cock in me!"
I moved forward and placed my glistening knob against her slick lips. This was it! After all this sucking and wanking, I was going to fuck! I pushed forward and my knob slid past the entrance. She was so hot inside. I pushed some more. Amy was moaning with pleasure. A last shove, and I was in to the hilt, my balls resting against her bum. Keith was fondling and kissing Amy's nipples. His cock was still out of his trousers and, of course, erect again. I started moving, holding onto Amy's spread thighs, moving my cock slowly in and out of Amy's heavenly pussy. It took all my will not to come there and then.
"Faster," she demanded, so I complied. Soon, I was ramming my five and a half inches in and out of her cunt as hard and fast as I could.
"God yes Jack, fuck me! Fuck me! I'm comiiiiiiing!" she screamed as I rammed in and out of her. I felt her cunt clenching around my dick as her orgasm rocked her. "God Jack! Yes! Fuck! Fuck yes! Now come! Come inside me! Come inside me for Claire!" I imagined Amy and Claire in a sixty-nine, Claire sucking my spunk from Amy's cunt and I screamed, "Aaaaaaah! Amyyyy! Here it comes!" I rammed myself into her to the hilt and shot stream after stream of hot spunk into her tight, clenching twat. When I'd finished I grabbed Keith by the cock and said, "You too — I'm sure Claire wants something from you as well." Keith and I quickly exchanged places, and he pushed his smaller cock into the well-slicked hole I'd just vacated. I reached behind him and slid my hand down his trousers and past the waistband of his underwear, cupping his firm young buttocks. Pushing further down, I pressed my middle finger against, and then into, his arsehole, and started finger-fucking him with small movements as he pushed in and out of Amy.
"God yes I'm coming! Here Claire, take it all!" he shouted as he shot his wad into Amy, his anus clenching my finger.
We withdrew from each other and tidied ourself up. Amy quickly pulled on her panties over her sperm-leaking pussy. "I'd better get this to Claire while it's fresh," she said with a dirty grin, "but at least it'll keep warm!"
She did take the time to smoke one of my cigarettes before leaving, though.
"God I'd love to see that," Keith said.
"Heh — me too," I said. "Oh well. Time to go eat. Let's go."
***
The next day, we somehow didn't see Amy and Claire in church. The weather had turned nice again, and the ground was drier than the day before. Amy and Claire were already at the spot when we arrived, but still fully-dressed.
"Hi," I said, sitting down and handing out beers and cigarettes. We settled onto the blankets in a rough square, in a boy-girl-boy-girl arrangement, Amy on my left and Claire on my right, Keith across from me.
"So, did you like our little present?" I asked Claire.
"Yeah! So kinky, but so nice to have thought of me," she said with a smile. "I'd been missing your spunk, guys." How odd, I thought, she's the third person to say that. "But you shouldn't have come inside Amy," she added. "She's not on the pill — and neither am I."
"Oops you're right," I said. "Won't happen again."
"It's okay," Amy said. "I don't think any of it stayed in long enough to do any harm — not after the sucking-out your game me." She grinned at Claire.
"I'd love to have been a fly on the wall," Keith said. I concurred.
"Let's show them, then," Amy suggested and stood up. She quickly dropped all her clothes and sat down again, naked. Claire followed suit almost as quickly, so Keith and I also got naked as fast as we could.
Claire and Amy leaned towards each other and started kissing and fondling each other's titties. Soon, they were lying on the blanket. Amy scooted around so she was facing Claire's pussy, and then rolled so that Claire was on top. They immediately started going at each other's pussies with wild abandon. Within minutes, they had come in each other's mouths as we looked on. When Claire made to move off Amy, I said, "No, stay like that." Kneeling, I moved between Amy's legs and presented my cock to Claire's mouth. She grabbed my shaft and started sucking me. Keith moved behind her and bent down so that Amy could suck him too.
After about a minute of fucking Claire's mouth, I spread Amy's legs wider, and pushed my cock into her cunt while Claire watched. Taking my cue, Keith presented his cock at the entrance of Claire's pussy and pushed in. She'd obviously also lost her cherry somehow, because there was no apparent pain. We started fucking our girlfriends for a bit. I didn't want to come too quickly, as I could feel Amy wasn't ready yet, so I pulled out. Claire quickly took my cock in her mouth and gave it a few sucks before grabbing my shaft and positioning it at her friend's pussy. I shoved back in and alternated between fucking Amy and getting sucked by Claire. Claire then started diddling Amy's clit while I was fucking her, and I could feel Amy getting closer. At the other end, Keith was thrusting in and out of Claire's cunt while Amy licked his balls and shaft, and Claire's clit whenever she could.
"Fuck I'm going to come," Keith gasped.
"Don't come inside me!" Claire warned. Keith pulled out just in time, though, and shot quite a large load of spunk all over Claire's arse and lower back. Claire hadn't come yet so, on impulse, I leaned over her back and pushed Keith's jism towards her arse-crack. Slicked with Keith's spunk, I pushed my middle finger against her arsehole. Claire gave a little gasp, and I felt her sphincter loosen, letting my finger in to the first knuckle. I pulled it back out and, scooping up some more of Keith's spunk, repeated the procedure. By the time I had pushed most of Keith's sperm up her arse, she was loose enough for me to have my whole finger up her bum, and I started finger-fucking her in rhythm with my cock sliding in and out of Amy.
Amy was watching my finger slide in and out of her girlfriend's arse as she went over the edge. "Fuuuuuuuck!" she screamed as she came. I was close, too. I rammed as hard and fast as I could while she spasmed on my hard-on, and just about managed to control myself until her orgasm calmed down but then I was too close. I quickly pulled my cock out of Amy's cunt and pressed it against Claire's lips, who opened her mouth and took me in hungrily as I shot wad after wad of come down her throat. Claire gagged a little and pulled back, so I shot the rest of it all over her face. My finger was still ramming her arse, and Amy was licking Claire's clit. Suddenly, with a sort of mewl, Claire came — so hard I thought she was going to break my finger off!
Once we all got our breathing back, we flopped onto the blankets, mildly exhausted but satisfied.
We drank some beers, smoked some post-coital cigarettes, and idly discussed our plans for the summer holidays. Everyone was going somewhere different. Given that my family was well-off, I didn't mention I'd be going to Barbados for the summer, so I just said I'd be going "home".
All the naked flesh around us quickly had us ready again, though. Amy was still on her back, so Claire scooted between her legs and started licking her pussy. I was close to Amy's face, so she grabbed my hard-on and pulled me towards her waiting mouth. While she was sucking me off, Keith had moved behind Claire, and started fucking her from behind.
After a few thrusts, Claire looked up and said that she'd really enjoyed having my finger up her arse and wouldn't mind trying Keith's cock. Amy and I stopped what we were doing and moved on either side of them so we could see. Keith pulled out of Claire's arse and started rubbing his slick knob up her crack and over her little rosebud. Amy and I each grabbed one of Claire's buttocks and spread them apart. Keith was having some trouble getting in, though, so I pushed my finger into Claire's arse after licking it to make her open up. I quickly added a second finger — it was tighter, but after a while I felt Claire's sphincter relax.
"Go on, Amy, guide him in," I said. She grabbed Keith's cock by the base, and quickly pushed his knob against Claire's still-gaping arsehole as I withdrew my fingers. This time, Keith's knob popped past the muscle.
"Wait a bit," Claire said. "Let me get used to this." Keith was wiggling his hips back and forth, but not really pushing. "This feels brilliant," he said.
"Okay," Claire said after about a minute. "Go for it — but slowly, okay?" Keith pushed forward and, little by little, Amy and I saw him disappearing up Claire's backside until his pubes were rubbing against her arse-cheeks.
"Wow," Amy said. "What's it like?"
"I feel really stuffed," Claire answered. "But it's cool. Slightly painful, at first, but once you're used to it, it's brilliant!"
She started thrusting her arse back against Keith, who speeded up.
"Want to try?" I asked Amy.
"Um... I'm not sure. Not today, anyway."
"Okay," I replied. "No problem." Then, I had an idea. I moved behind Keith, and started fondling his balls. Reaching underneath and past them, I stuck two fingers in Claire's pussy, getting them nice and wet. Then, I moved back up and started pressing them against Keith's pucker.
"What—" he said, surprised, but his arse said otherwise and admitted my fingers. I started finger-fucking him while he was doing Claire. Both were moaning uncontrollably. Amy moved over to me and grabbed my cock.
"This I have to see," she said. I had to scrunch down a bit and take my fingers out to get the right angle. Amy wet three fingers of her left hand in her own pussy, and pushed them up Keith's arse while holding my cock in position. Then, she quickly withdrew her fingers and I pushed forward, her hand guiding me towards Keith's arsehole.
"Ohhhhh fuck!" he said, trying to clench his buttocks, but it was too late: my knob had made it past his anal ring. I started slowly pushing forward and pulling back. On each slow thrust, I managed to push in a little further, until I was fully embedded in my friend's arse.
"This is so cool — I wish I could take a picture," Amy said.
"Yeah, and where would you get it developed?" I grinned at her. "You okay, Keith?" I asked.
"Yeah, I am, now. God this feels so weird having your cock up my arse and mine up Claire's!"
I slowly started thrusting back and forth, matching but inverting Keith's thrusts so that, when he thrust into Claire I pulled out, and when he pulled out, I shoved my boner all the way back in.
Amy, in the meantime, was feeling a little left out and was playing with her pussy. I motioned her closer, and slid my left hand down her back until I could press a finger against her arsehole. Amy reached back and spread her arse-cheeks for me and relaxed her anus. I slid in easily, so I pushed in and out a bit and then added a second finger. I felt Amy's right hand on my back, moving down to caress my buttocks. Knowing what was coming, I relaxed, and let her stick two fingers up my arse.
We were now all somehow up each other, and there were only moans and groans for pleasure as we fucked each other's arses.
"Gah gah gah — I'm comiiiiiiing," Claire shouted first.
"Me too!" Amy joined in, her anus twitching around my fingers. I think Claire set Keith off, because he just groaned as he shot his load into Claire's bowels. His anus was clenching and unclenching around my cock with each of his spurts and, with a last set of two or three hard rams, I pressed my cock up his arse as far as I could and spewed load after load of hot spunk up his arsehole.
After that, we all collapsed in a heap on the blankets, sweaty and breathless.
***
Our school year continued basically along the same lines. Amy, Claire, Keith and I meeting up whenever we could and wherever we could for sex, sex, sex and more sex, in all its glorious variations (we finally did find some indoor places for our fuck sessions thank heavens, because the summer didn't last all that long).
I had just turned sixteen, and was in my third year, then disaster struck: my parents died in a car crash, leaving me rich but orphaned. I don't think I ever really got over the shock of it, and maybe that's also why some parts of my development seem to have been arrested at that age and where my fixation with having sex with teenagers comes from. But I'm not a shrink so I don't know. And, quite frankly, I don't really care, either. My uncle on my father's side became my legal guardian until I turned eighteen. During those two years, I managed to finish school, and to have more fun with my three friends, despite everything. I even invited them home for the summer holidays, and it was a hell of a job getting my uncle to accept. He'd moved into our (well my house), and resented the hell out of me. There wasn't much he could do, however. All the money was in trust until I turned eighteen, and he wasn't a trustee. On the other hand, I couldn't throw him and his wife Martha out of the house until that date either, so it was a sort of lose-lose situation all round. He finally accepted my friends coming over after I got the trust to throw about a hundred thousand Euro into his ailing business. I don't think he ever forgave me for that, and the "debt" riled him to his grave.
We did manage to have fun (both with and without clothes on) despite my uncle and aunt, but we agreed that, nice though my house was, we wouldn't repeat the experience. After that and until the end of school, I'd stay with Keith. Amy and Claire would visit sometimes, when his parents were out, and we'd fuck each other silly.
During that time, I discovered another odd thing — again, perhaps due to the severe mental shock of losing my parents. Whenever I'd think of something really hard, it would happen. Or, to be more precise, if I thought something really hard about someone, then that someone would often do it. Over the years, this ability has grown stronger, like a well-trained muscle, and has proved itself very useful in all sorts of circumstances (as you can well imagine). It didn't always work, however. A bit like hypnosis, where you can't make someone do something that's totally agains their will. But it certainly works for lowering people's inhibitions, or making sure I get the job, or making sure I get served promptly in restaurants even without a reservation.
I first discovered this at Keith's house. We were both horny as hell but, apart from a quiet wank, hadn't really been able to "let go"; the walls were too thin and we didn't want his parents to hear us. I wish they'd go away for the afternoon, I thought that morning and, sure enough, Keith's Dad announced that he and Keith's mum had to go into town and wouldn't be back until dinner. So they left after lunch and after stern admonishments to stay out of trouble and the booze cupboard. Of course, that afternoon, Keith and I were extremely busy sucking and fucking and filling each other's mouths and arses with spunk to think much about it. However, I noticed over the next few days that, whenever I had a particular desire for some privacy, Keith's parents would find some reason to go away, leaving us alone to have fun by ourselves, or to invite Amy and Claire over.
***
As the years went by, my grades in school staying at a surprisingly high level (considering all the work I wasn't doing — after all I just had to wish for good marks), the four of us stayed good friends. When school finished, however, we gradually lost touch, since we'd all been accepted by different universities: I went to Cambridge, Keith to Durham, and Claire and Amy both went to Oxford. The busy student life meant that we'd still keep in touch, but more and more sporadically. And Cambridge offered many opportunities for new, interesting, exciting, experiences...
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