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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ The Quiz (MM-teens, F-voy, oral, mast) by AAMEAL (aameal@aol.com) The Quiz It had happened so quickly, but there she was sitting in Jason's living room wearing just her thong panties and bra. The perky 16-year-old's hard nipples were pushing against her simple white bra. Jason and Roger, also 16, were wearing just their briefs, barely hiding their hard cocks. One more question and someone would be revealing something. Stacey had been at Jason's house for almost two hours. The first 60 minutes had been exactly what she had expected -- a study date. Not really a date, a study session. Jason had suggested they tackle geometry together and she had accepted eagerly. She needed the help. With a midterm just a week away, and her head reeling from angles and proofs, she was sure Jason could help her. Sex wasn't on Jason's mind when he made the offer to Stacey. The quid pro quo he was after was Stacey's help with Spanish. He may have had a head for math, but languages were beyond him. It wasn't that Jason hadn't thought of sex with Stacey. She was, after all, one of the prettiest girls in the junior class. She was on the cheerleading squad and the practices gave her a great set of legs while keeping the rest of her in fine shape too. Bit, Stacey was Kevin's property and Jason had been dating Linda, although that relationship seemed to be going nowhere. Anyway, this was business, school business. Just how the afternoon turned, neither one of them exactly figured out, but studying geometry and Spanish isn't exactly exciting. It was Jason who suggested they quiz each other. He would pose a geometry problem and she would counter with Spanish grammar. That went well for about 20 minutes. "This isn't working," Jason said. "We need an incentive." "Like what, should we gamble?" Stacey asked. "Yeah," Jason said slowly. "But we need stakes." "How about pretzels," Stacey said reaching for the snacks in the bowl on the coffee table. "Too easy." "Money." "No, too crass." "What then? Clothes, like strip poker?" As soon as she said it, Stacey wanted to pull the words back, but Jason was too quick to agree. "Perfect," he grinned. "No Jason, I didn't mean it." "Why not? It will make you think. And didn't you say your mind wanders while you try the proofs. This might force you to concentrate." "But..." "And, me too. You said I could conjugate those verbs if I would only think harder. Anyway. It's just us. Just a few questions. It's not as if I've never seen you in a bathing suit. So what if you strip down to your underwear." Stacey looked at him and thought. She had on her cheerleading outfit: skirt, sweater, socks and sneakers. She would have to miss six questions before anything too revealing would have to come off. Jason had on his running shoes, socks, a tee-shirt and jeans, also six pieces. So they began to quiz each other, easy questions at first but then, as the questions and problems became more challenging, clothes began to fly. They had each lost shoes and socks when Roger showed up. He had not been unexpected. Stacey herself had suggested it. Roger, another junior, was the science whiz and both Jason and Stacey could use his help. But like Jason, Roger was stymied by Spanish verbs. Roger laughed when he saw them both barefoot. Jason quickly explained the game and Roger agreed to join. Stacey shot questions at him and, while he got the first few, quickly caught up with both of them in losing clothes. Now the circle continued. First Jason was stumped by Roger, then Stacey by Jason and then Roger by Stacey. Jason shed his shirt and so did Roger. Stacey removed her sweater. Roger asked Jason a question about a chemistry formula; he got it. Stacey correctly worked a geometry proof but Roger slipped on a Spanish verb. There went his pants. Stacey stumbled on a science question. They boys got quiet as she stood and let her skirt slip down. Now it was her turn to quiz Jason. She went to a particularly hard, irregular verb. Jason grinned instead of trying to answer and just removed his pants. Even though she was anxious to match Jason's equipment with Roger's obvious bulge, now Stacy was sorry. She knew the next question would be tough. But Jason surprised her and gave her softball. He kind of liked watching her in her underwear. She certainly filled the bra and the thong panties barely hid the tuft of hair at her crotch. Roger was not as gentle. He wanted to see how far Jason would really let this go. His chemistry question was too much for his friend and Jason's shed his briefs. He was hung, long but not as thick as Roger's. Roger wasn't surprised. He had seen Jason in the locker room. What Roger really wanted to see was Stacey's reaction. Her nipples, already erect, damn near poked a hole in her bra. "I think we ought to stop," Stacey suggested. "No way, not now," Jason said anxiously. "But its not fair," Stacey said, "I'm left with two things and you, well, you have nothing to left to lose and Roger has only one." "So I ask the questions," Jason said. "First to you, then to Roger, then to you again." They were tough. Stacey knew they would be. In just a couple of minutes, the three of them were nude. Stacey could see the pre-cum on their cocks and could feel the moistness in her own slit. Studying, she knew, was over, unless it was biology. Jason moved to her first. He stood over her, his cock stiff, level with her face. As much as he wanted to, he didn't push it to her mouth. Instead he reached for her, helping her to her feet. He put his arms around her. She felt his cock pressing against her, the head, flattening against her stomach, his balls pushing at her crotch. Roger was up too, behind her, the head of his cock against the small of her back, his balls pressing into the crack of her ass. She knew they were both going to take her. But she didn't want it, not yet. "Wait. No. Stop." Roger's hands were massaging her tits, squeezing her stiff nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Jason pressed his mouth to hers, pushing his tongue between her lips. His hands were around her waist, grabbing for the globes of her ass. Stacey felt her ass spread, Roger's cock was slipping between her cheeks. Jason was pressing forward, shifting so that his cock too would find a hole. Stacey thought. Quickly, she stopped, no longer pushing, no longer pressing. Jason's momentum carried him forward. Stacey fell backwards onto the couch, pushing Roger down. Jason rolled off of her. "Wait," she said again staring at the Jason and Roger sprawled on the floor. They were in a heap, Jason's head resting on Roger's right thigh, his mouth just inches from Roger's stiff dick. The position gave Stacey an idea. "Hmmm," she gushed staring at Roger's thick cock. "That looks good enough to suck on." "Why don't you?" Jason challenged. "Why don't you?" she shot back "or aren't you man enough to suck a cock." Jason stared at her "I don't do cock," he stammered. "What do you think I am?' "It would really turn me on," she purred. "Watching you suck on Roger. Even better, watching Roger suck you too." Now it was Roger's turn to protest. Getting a blowjob was one thing, but giving one quite another. "C'mon guys. Who'll know? It's just the three of us here." Stacey sat up. She had one hand on her tits, the other drifting down to her glistening bush. "Why don't you just touch it," she urged Jason. "It won't go off...or will it? She grinned at Roger who turned slightly toward his friend. Jason looked up at Roger's dick now just inches from his mouth. His own dick was throbbing. He wanted to fuck Stacey's tight pussy but she was now out of reach. "C'mon Roger. Look at his dick. I bet you really want to taste it. Cock is so good. Make him good and hard so he can fuck my pussy. He'll do it to you and you can stick it in my ass. You know you want to fuck my ass. I want your hard cock in my asshole." Roger moved again. Now his head was almost between Jason's legs and Jason was even closer to Roger's crotch. He could smell the musk, almost taste it. "No," he said. "I'm not gay. I don't do guys." "One cock doesn't make you gay," Stacey said. She knew she was getting to him. She spread her legs just a bit so he could see her pussy and then quickly covered it with her hand, letting him watch her put one finger into her slit. "If you want this," she added, "you'll do it. What about you Roger? Don't you want my ass?" "I'll do it if he will," Roger blurted. "But I'm not gay either." "I told you. One cock doesn't make you gay. It just means you're able to do what comes naturally." Roger looked at her as she stood again, thrusting her hips and trim ass at him. Roger wanted to reach out to touch it, but now Jason held him but the waist, turning him. Roger's cock was at Jason's lips. He opened them slightly. His lips grazed the tip of Roger's penis. Roger grunted and pushed forward, surprising Jason. In an instant, Jason had the first four inches of cock-meat in his mouth. Roger leaned his head forward and now he too was sucking on a cock, his first. Stacey stared at them. She never thought they'd do it, but there they were, Jason and Roger in a 69 as she watched. "That's it," she urged, "suck harder. Make him cum. I want you to both cum for me." Neither Jason nor Roger answered, at least not with words. Instead they began to suck in earnest, Jason gagging on Roger's thicker rod, his head spinning as Roger swallowed. Stacey's mouth dropped. They were really doing it. They were sucking each other, hard. Roger lowered his head onto Jason's shaft, taking it deep into his mouth. At the same time, he pushed his rod further into Jason's willing mouth. All Stacey could hear was the two of them sucking, slurping, moaning. She dropped both hands to her crotch, feeling gently for her puffy lips, squeezing them, kneading them. She found her clit with her left hand and she pushed one then two then three fingers of her right into her cunt. She pressed on her clit as she shoved the fingers in and out of her slit. All three of them were moaning now. She could feel the orgasm building. She lifted her ass from the couch, and then dropped quickly as the waves of pleasure surged through her body. Jason and Roger didn't notice. They were busy working on each other, each straining to bring the other off. Roger won. Jason let Roger's cock slide from his mouth. "Aaargh." Jason's cum began to spurt past Roger's lips. Stacey could see the white cream filling his mouth, leaking out of the corners. Roger's cock began to spew as well and Jason hurriedly tried to cover it, to catch as much of his friend's hot jism as he could. As Jason lapped at Roger's dick, Roger began to stroke Jason's head pushing it back on his cock so that his 16-year-old dick would surge back to life. He grasped Jason and pulled him close, sucking again on Jason's hot organ. Roger reached around his friend, his fingers stretching to Jason's ass, pulling the cheeks apart. He continued to extend his fingers until he found Jason's tight asshole. Jason was beyond feeling. His cock began to spurt again as Roger slipped two fingers into his hole, pumping them in and out. As Stacey watched, Roger slid from under his friend and quickly scrambled behind him. Roger's cock stood stiffly, glistening with his own cum and Jason's saliva. Jason rose to his knees and reached for his own hard dick as he presented his ass. Roger was ready and with one swift push, shoved his hard wet rod past Jason's sphincter, stretching his ass, pumping as Jason cried out in joyful agony. Stacey slid off the couch and began to collect her clothes. They wouldn't even know she was gone. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 12