("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2010. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Teenage Years Are Hard by Edipus (address withheld) *** A boy spies on his neighbors and gets drawn into a bisexual, foursome. (mf-teens, 1st, bi, inc, voy) *** I hit puberty late, as a result I was always smaller then most boys my age. This, added to fact, I was nearly six months younger than most of the kids in my school. I discovered masturbation at the age of 13, and wore sores on my member and hand due to the amount of time per day I played with myself. I found that although sex and girls were a vast mystery, I felt the desire and lust deeply. I had done the usual bit of going into my mother's things, i.e.: bras, panties and so forth. I remember smelling dirty panties in the bathroom, and that odor that fascinated me. That musky odor that seemed to spark forces deep inside my mind. Dark and foreboding forces of animal pleasure's not yet known. Such was life at age 14 nearly 15. Not much with girls and knowing there would be more, anxious about what that would be. We lived in a very affluent part of Dallas, most of the household incomes far in-excess of $250,000 per year. Two houses over, lived a very wealthy family which consisted of a father who was always away. A very beautiful mother, in her forties, and their two children Mark, and Jill. Mark was about 16 and had just started to drive; he had all the things I wanted. Good looks, tall, muscle bound, he was very popular at school and he knew the right people. His sister Jill was 15 and she was equally beautiful, looking just like her mother. Short and sassy blond hair, with a wonderful smile. Her figure was ravenous for a girl of her age. And she was not timid, about anything. She had a reputation at school of being very wild. She didn't have a steady boyfriend, but she flirted with everyone. The family as a whole was known to be a little weird. Both Jill and Mark had their own rooms above the garage, and behind the main house. My room was located on our second floor in a converted attic. It had two shaded windows at either end of the pyramid shaped attic. The west side window looked out into both my next door neighbors house, and beyond could be seen the window of Jill's room. She always had the drapes pulled, blocking my attempts to use the telescope my dad had gotten me years ago. It was about 10:45pm on a Tuesday, I was hacking away on my Commodore computer at my desk with that west side window open. It was getting late and I was about to jack off to a stolen playboy and go to bed. Then I saw Mark's car lights coming up their drive way, coming to a halt just before the garage. Both car doors opened, and Mark and Jill stepped out. Jill was bouncing around in her private school uniform consisting of a sweater and checkered mini skirt. Mark wore Levi's and Polo. Jill followed Mark up the stares to their rooms, and ran up and hugged him. It was strange to me, the manner in which she embraced him. I could see that they were talking about something, but from this distance in the dark I could not tell what. I pulled out my old telescope and rapidly tried to focus in on their front door to the garage. I thought I could make out Jill's sweater unbuttoned and the white of her blouse below, which it also looked to be unbuttoned. I paused and tried to focus better. Just at that time Mark opened the door and turned on their inside light. This light obscured my vision as they walked into the apartment and shut the door. "Damn!" I shouted. Strange thoughts started rolling in my mind, all the possibilities for what I thought I had just seen. The image of her unbuttoned shirt and the tan of her skin beneath. My dick started to enlarge, with my mind fixed on that image. I stroked myself under my boxers, as a smear of pre-cum slipped my hand along. I was yet again resigned to myself. Left only imagining what was taking place behind the doors of their garage apartment. My dick was hard and my eye's were closed, stroking up and down leaning back in my desk chair. I opened my eye ever so slightly, and caught a strange light out beyond my window. My eyes flew wide open as I watched Jill pull open her blinds and open her window. She was dressed in nothing but her white school blouse half unbuttoned, staring out into the night. The white light from within her room creating a ghostly image against the dark. I hurriedly moved my telescope back into position, and rapidly began to focus. Fearing that the lights would go off, and the moment would be lost. This time however nothing changed, the telescope brought me a prefect image of her body. She was only visible from the waste up, and I could now see the white outline of her bra. I could barely make out the outline of her breasts, so firm and round. The cool night air, causing the nipples to slowly erect. She seemed to have a strange foggy expression on her face, almost out of touch with what was around her. In a sort of a surreal, state of being, beyond that of normal action and response. She moved away from the window, but yet still allowing me a view of the interior of her bedroom. Her arms pulled off the white blouse exposing her bra, and revealing for the first time, her white lace panties. She rolled her head back and forth, and sat on the edge of her bed, which was clear out of the corner of my vision. I fumbled with the zoom setting on the telescope and tried to bring things in closer and clearer. The view now became clear, Jill moved her arms up to slowly brush her right breast, its nipple growing with the pass. On the down stroke she cupped and squeezed it, with this one hand, and with her index finger, she traced the outline of her bra, around its top edge. Then feeling more forceful she moved her index finger under the lace to gently touch her now fully erect nipple. I stopped and thought to myself, unsure of what I was seeing. My heart pounded inside my chest, my dick was as hard as I had ever seen it. Things were moving way to fast; I wanted to somehow be there with her, to touch her. I strained and looked closer as her free hand moved down the side of her chest and waste coming to meet the center of her abdomen, around her belly button. There her hand paused a moment slowly circling around the top lace of her panties. Her stroking went still lower, as I lost focus for a second and she spread her legs. I pulled the zoom lens back a bit and could now see her hand had found it's way under her panties, Where I could barely make out the rotation of her fingers. Her legs spread wide now. She pushed her self up further on the bed, as to lay flat. But with the final push up further on the bed, she was out of my view now, except for her feet showing at the beds end. Big toes pointed away from each other. Slowly moving faster and faster, in a jerky motion. "Fuck!!" I'm missing it. I moved my telescope to all possible angels, trying to get a closer look. Each time perhaps seeing a little more, but not the whole thing. But then in the heat of the moment my eye caught something, something so slight as to almost go un-noticed. The closet door in her room had a full length mirror. And via the reflection of this mirror I strained to make something out. At first I thought it was the reflection of a poster of a man against her wall, but then the supposed poster moved a little, and came better in focus. It was Mark. Mark was standing somewhere in her room, hidden off somewhere to her side. His was dressed only in a muscle shirt, and nothing else. It was very difficult to make out the scene from a reflection, but he appeared to have his cock in hand, moving his hand with a strong grip up and down its length. Mark was 16, and well built. But what was he doing in his sister's room, watching her playing with her clit! I strained hard to see as much as I could, seeing Mark's hard cock being stroked back and forth, while still hoping to catch a better view of whatever Jill was doing. Whatever she was doing, its pace was quickening. The movement of her feet, picked up, as she moved up and down the bed with an intensifying pace. Mark was also picking up steam, jerking his cock faster and faster, changing hands and grips from time to time. My own cock dripped pre-cum as my hand whacked away. I was so close to cumming, and I felt a sexual high, I had never known before. Just then Jill's feet spasimed and shook. This lasted for about 20 seconds, and then she was still. Mark was feverishly moving his hand up and down his dick's length. Jill's feet disappeared for a moment. And then I lost Mark's reflection in the mirror. Scrambling to recover, I moved the telescope around. Still nothing. Minutes turned to an eternity. "Please God, let this not be it!" I mumbled to myself. Then Jill, fully nude sat at the end of her bed. Followed by a now, totally nude Mark. Mark stood right in front of her, her face coming up to his waste. She then reached out and took his cock in her hands, He trembled with her touch. Jill began to move her hand firmly up and down Marks cock, picking up steam with each stroke, her free hand now went down between her legs, but I couldn't get a good look. With my own hand barely moving, and yet I was moments away from cumming. Mark's back arched and Jill's hand caught his climax on an up stroke. His cock sent a ribbon a cum up and on to her chest. I immediately followed, sending my own cum spurting all over my hands and boxer shorts. My own spasm knocked the telescope out of focus for a second. I recovered somewhat, and refocused. Mark stood over Jill, Jill still milking the last drop of Marks cum, I could see the white globs of his aftermath, which Jill now rubbed in. Somehow the lights in their room went out and the room was completely dark. I watched for a few minutes more, but nothing. I went to my bathroom and got a towel to wipe myself off. The whole thing being like a dream, the time now being around midnight. Sleep was hopeless, but I found myself exhausted. I took one more look into the dark room of my neighbors, and crashed myself into my bed, rubbing my own cock still and thinking about what I had just seen. I sat in my bed that night and sorted the new feelings I felt. Seeing Jill like that, the reality of it still shocked me. But it was more than that. The thought of Mark standing there, hard cock in hand also sent strange feelings. These feelings I felt the most ashamed of, why was I turned on at seeing both of them? Was that wrong? I never thought that I had a problem with gender identification, I accepted and enjoyed the fact I was male. But somewhere deep inside, there was a fascination to experience all forms of sex. Almost limitless, with pleasure as the only goal. A primal drive, for which I now felt guilty and ashamed. Sleep finally came that night, filling my mind with the nude forms of what I had seen. Right or wrong, I liked it, and wanted more. Saturday There was a walkway that ran down the back of each house. It was too small to be a alley. In some places you could only walk by single file. Most people stayed out of this area, because it was pretty creepy, and some places had poison ivy. It was getting close to nine at night, and during the last couple of days I had been tormented by no repeat sessions at the window. I longed for a closer look, I felt myself compelled to get closer. Regardless of the risks. I told my parents I was going out front for awhile, then slipped around to this back mini alley I described. Mark and Jill's house was only about 75 feet down this alley but it was surrounded by a tall brick wall. My plan was to climb the tree that was above that wall and try to see inside her window, or at least his. The wall to alley side was covered in plants, and I found it hard to gain a foothold, and start the climb. Carefully I started my climb, and found the limb I wanted to sit on, it partially covered my with other limbs and leaves. Jill's shades were partially pulled down, and a dim light somewhere in the room didn't light much. I looked down in the drive way and noticed that Mark's car was not there. Parked to the side there was however a red Z-28, with the personal license plate that read "2MUCH4U", I thought I had seen that car before at school. It belonged to a senior cheerleader. Karen Love. (No joke, her last name was Love) Since there weren't any other cars around I could only assume that they were alone, with no parents, or her brother Mark. As I moved along my branch, I could see the blue glow of their huge swimming pool. They not only had a pool, but to the side a Jacuzzi, and along the back wall a oak sauna room. This was pointless I thought to myself, as I prepared for a long wait. My ass, already becoming sore from sitting on the limb. About twenty minutes later Jill, and what looked like Karen came out down the stairs of the apartment, to the pool area. I tried to be perfectly quiet, scared out of my wits of being caught. They were only 20 feet away, and I could hear their voices. Both had on two piece thong swim suits, which Karen filled out to the max. She was older than Jill, and a true women. Judging from what I knew about bra sizes from my mothers bra's she was ever bit of a 36D. They walked down into spa, and put down their towels, and began to talk, as they dipped their toes in the steaming water. This continued for a while, Until Karen reached into her towel, and pulled something out. They seemed to talk about something, for just a while. Then I saw a match strike, as Karen lifted a cigarette to her mouth and lighted it. After she smoked it, she handed it to Jill. Pot. I thought to myself. Then the wind lifted the smell of burnt rope up to my tree limb. They sat for the next ten minutes and smoked, and laughed, then got into the hot tub. Their hair wet now, and my vision clouded from the raising steam. Then I saw something fly off, out of the hot tub and onto the concrete around the pool. I still couldn't see much, but Karen and Jill were in close quarters. Then Jill got out of the spa and sat of the concrete ledge. The item throw out moments before was her top. Her breasts glistened in the glow of steam and low night light. Karen was moving her hand up around Jill's thigh, slowly spreading her leg gently apart. Karen moved her hand firmly, with deliberate movement. Jill arched her head back, bracing herself as she leaned backward. Karen looked up at Jill, and moved her head in to kiss Jill's inner thigh, moving her hand up. Jill licked her lips, the steam rolling off the tub, as Karen's hand found her thin mound of pubic hair. Karen's hand rotating gently in a circle, as her mouth moved closer to her genitals. Jill grasped, and moved up to grasp Karen's face with her hands, as Karen thrust her face and tongue deep inside Jill. I moved a tree branch ever so slightly as to get the best possible look I could, that sense of thrill overtook me once again. And my heart felt like it would explode inside my chest. Once again an erection strained against my tight blue jeans. Karen continued to mash her face firmly into Jill's pussy, moving her hands in closer to spread Jill's lips to provide better access to her clit. Jill started to make groaning noises, as Karen's pace quickened. She ran her hands through Karen's long brunette hair, pushing her face harder against her. Karen reached up with her right hand and began to gently rub Jill's ample breasts, which seemed to turn Jill on, to even greater heights. Jill's reached up with her free hand and also caressed her breast. Pushing harder against it, while tracing the outline of her nipple with her index finger. I rubbed my own cock through by jeans, feeling my own heat build. I somehow felt joined to sexual event they were sharing, somehow joined as the frenzy of their sex increased to a fever pitch. I could feel that Jill was close, close to a huge climax. This excited me, to near hypnotic levels. Jill had reached the point of no turning back now, Karen's head shook back and forth, pushing hard against Jill. Jill began to let out deep groans, with steady frequency. Building and building, more and more, louder, louder. Jill's Head shot up, and her hips jerked, the pleasure release of orgasm. Karen continued to suck and push, gaining her own pleasure in Jill's climax. Karen's face parted from Jill's soaked pussy, and she moved her hand to gently rub her clit slowly. This sent a shiver of pleasure through Jill, and caused a slight moan. Jill slowly regained her composure, and jumped into the hot tub with Karen. They sat close, and Karen looked deep into Jill's eyes. Karen took Jill's hand in hers and moved it up to her own breast, which still was covered by the swim top. Jill looked into Karen face, with a eager but unsure expression. Karen smiled back at her and moved closer to give her a gentle kiss. Jill seemed to accept Karen's kiss awkwardly, but then as their passion grew she become more and surer of herself. Letting herself go, as their tongues danced in the others mouth. Karen rubbed Jill's hand harder against her breasts and carefully pulled up her top exposing herself to Jill. Karen's breasts with so large, and Jill's hand explored every each, as if for the first time. Karen broke the kiss and said something to Jill, Jill looked back at Karen as she now guided Jill's hand under the hot tub's bubbling water. Jill's face showed concern, the concern one what have of failure of riding the bike for the first time. Jill's hand must have been guided to the right spot, Karen's expression changed, her mouth opened and her eye's closed. I could see by the movement of her upper arm that Jill's hand was quite busy on Karen under the water. Jill seemed to gain her excitement back now at the prospect of giving Karen pleasure. Jill was now sucked into the entire experience, letting her own passion build with her control over another. My leg had fallen asleep, and the racing of my own heart made me feel dizzy. I watched the two huddled lovers, and began to lose touch with exactly what I was doing and the risks I was taking doing it. Karen stopped Jill, and spoke to her, words were exchanged, and Jill lifted herself up and out of the hot tub. Karen followed her, there they stood both completely nude, backlit by the blue glow of the pool and the night sky. They held each others hand and walked over to the sauna room, opened its door as steam poured out. Karen moved her hand to cup Jill's ass and moved her finger teasingly around her wet slit. They kissed and walked inside the sauna. The door shut, and I was alone. I sat there for a moment, legs asleep, sexual aroused to the point of addiction. I wanted to get closer, I had to get closer. I tried to move from my tree limb to the top of the brick wall. I reached out with my foot, and placed it on the top of the wall. I put my weight on my leg to move, when just then my leg gave way sending me crashing five feet into the bushes of their back yard. The noise was deafening, as I waited for Jill and Karen to storm out of the sauna. Nothing, just the quiet night around me, and the whine of the pools water jets. I hurt, and I lost my erection. I went around the inside wall area to the sauna as to avoid being seen. The large door to the sauna had a window, granted this window was steamed, but I could see that there was a light on inside. Inside I could make out two bodies gripped in embrace. I was now at the doors edge and could hear their moans of pleasure from inside. I slowly peeked inside through the glass. Karen and Jill were in a 69 position, with Karen on the bottom. Karen's tongue dashed in and out of Jill's pussy as she also pushed a finger inside Jill's ass. Both were in the throws of passion. I became so engrossed in what I was seeing that I didn't hear the footsteps approaching behind my. I had been standing facing the door when I felt something from behind smash me into the door frame, created a large crash. I was terrified, I looked behind me, it was Mark. He looked pissed. "Spying are we?" I didn't say a thing. Not knowing how to respond. Mark was much larger than I, and opened the door to the sauna, surprising the girls who had stopped after hearing the noise. "Jill, look what I found outside watching." Jill looked at me angrily, Karen even more so, I could tell that they had reached a point in which they didn't want to stop. "I've seen this nerd-boy at school, if he tells what he's seen I'm ruined," Karen said. Mark's grip tightened around me. Jill's expression turned down, and she tried to cover herself with her arm, when she saw that I was staring at her. "I won't say a thing," I spoke. "Karen's right, if he says anything at school, your all fucked, we need to make it that he has just as much to lose as we do." Mark smiled as he spoke. Jill remained silent and followed the looks back and forth between Mark and Karen. "What do you suggest Mark." asked Karen. "Like I said give him a reason, not to want anyone to know what happens here." He reached down with his hand and grabbed my now limp dick hard. "That hurt!" "Help me Karen, get his clothes off." Mark held my hands behind my back as Karen moved forward and quickly unbuttoned my Levi's, I had no boxers on, and she slipped the jeans down to my ankles. Jill looked surprised and just watched. Karen's breasts were only inches away from my cock as the shock, and surprise disappeared and my dick began to rise. I couldn't help it. Karen saw my dick rise so quickly and took it in her hand. My member was throbbing now. She looked unimpressed, but yet fascinated by my age. "Have you ever had a women touch you this way?" Karen asked me. "No, never." "How does it feel?" she said. "Good, but he's hurting me." Karen stood up and looked at Mark. "That's just part of it dear." I now could feel that Mark's cock was rising still covered by his shorts, but hard enough for me to feel against my back. Mark threw me down hard against a bench inside the room. My chest hit the hot wood, as my knee's bent and hit the wooden floor. I was scared now. Mark placed his hand around the back of my neck and pushed my face down hard into the wood. I couldn't move. With his free hand He licked his fingers, and wiped the wetness against my ass hole. Oh God I thought, What is he going to do. I panicked and tried to struggle, but there was no use. Karen helped him pull down his shorts with out losing his grip against my neck. I could feel the tip of his cock at the crack of my ass. He added a little more spit, and suddenly pushed himself in. I thought it would rip me open. He was all the way in, a tear came to my eye as my butt muscle clamped down against the intrusion. He began to stroke in and out, being very forceful, and pretty rough. I made little noise, except the air rushing in and out of my lungs with each downward stroke he had. I saw Jill looking, in shock, she was obviously not enjoying this. Mark's strokes became faster and faster, as the pre-cum from his cock further lubed my ass, making the experience at least less painful. I was ashamed, and totally under his control. I started to understand now why he was doing this. I would never tell a soul about this night. Mark went especially deep with a stroke and grunted, when he pulled out, my ass closed tight, and he used his hand to ejaculate a ribbon of cum on my ass and the back of my shirt. The cum felt warm and slimy. He released his grip around my neck, as I lay there for a moment, unsure of what came next. I lay there for what seemed like an eternity, waiting and wondering what came next. "Now, that was the hard part kid, we know your not going to talk, so now your OK." Mark said. The tension seemed to be relieved from the room somewhat, the steam from the sauna was clouding my vision. Jill ended her silence and came up to me and offered her hand to help me up. I slowly tried to stand, then realizing that my jeans were pulled down around my ankles. "I'm sorry for that, but he's right, people just wouldn't understand. You have to have as much to lose as we do. Besides It's not all that bad." Jill spoke and seemed to regain her calm sexy composure. Mark and Karen moved to the far end of the sauna and climbed too the highest seating area, where they talked, and watched me and Jill. Karen slowly stroking Mark's limb tool. Jill reached down to my ankles and began to remove my jeans, surprisingly I gave in and lifted my legs one at a time as she removed the jeans and threw them to the ground. I then removed my cum strained shirt and threw it also to the ground. Everyone was nude now, and the steam gave me a light head, not to mention, the experience and trauma of what was happening. My heart raced, as Jill motioned that we should also climb to a the upper level and sit. I followed, and sat next to her trying to conceal that my cock was standing at full attention. I partially tried to cover it with my hand. She looked me in the eye, ever so gently, and moved her hand to remove mine, to uncover myself. I looked at her for reassurance. She gently stroked my hand cock, and sent a jolt down my spine. "Has anyone ever touched you before?" Jill asked. "No," I said. She grasped my member in her hand, moved all the way down it's length and squeezed tightly up the up stroke. The clear pre-cum smearing over the tope of her fingers. Out of the corner of my eye I could now see Karen head buried deep on Mark's hard again cock. He stared directly at me and his sister. Jill's hand moving slowly up and down, the pleasure inside me growing by the second. The fear still present also in my mind. The two made a strange euphoric state. Jill moved forward and moved her hand along my young chest and then moved downward. I knew what she was going to do but was never prepared for how it would feel. For the first time in my life, a women wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and took my member deep within her mouth. I let out a gasp, as she sucked hard on the upstroke. Then proceeding down again, very, very slowly. It wouldn't take much of this to lose my load. I tried to think about something else, I was afraid I would cum in her mouth any moment. She pulled her head up and looked back at me, smiling and a hint of pre-cum on her lips. She sat Indian style to me, and reached for my hand, grasping it she lead me down to the thin curly blond hair of her pussy. She made me place my hand out flat, and then glided my fingers down the base of her snatch. My fingers were covered in the wetness, it felt wonderful. Silently she guided me to her clit, she showed me exactly how to rub it, using he wetness to coat its length. She closed her eye's and moaned as I moved my hand in the circular motion she had shown, feeling her passion grow I slowly increased my pace to raise her passion. She reached up with her hand and grabbed my face, pulling it lower. "Use your tongue, eat my pussy." I slowly moved down as she guided my head toward the right place. I stuck my tongue out and thought twice before I plunged in to her wetness. It had such a strange intoxicating odor to it. Jill reached down and with her hand spread herself wide open for me, and then grabbed my head pushing it hard against her flesh. I tried to move my tongue as fast as I could, but I was having trouble breathing. All the juices filled my mouth, as Jill's own breathing picked up it's pace. She moaned, when I would lick her in a certain way, so I learned from her feedback quickly. Finding myself engrossed in driving her to new peaks. Karen, and Mark now came over to our part of the room, the sweat dripping of each of them. My head was swimming, but I kept my tongue moving, as Karen reached down to play with Jill's breasts, all the while watching me eat her friend's pussy. Mark was standing two feet or so away furiously beating away at his own cock. He lost it again and moved forward to spurt yet another ribbon of equal force across his sister's chest. Three such streams erupted from his cock, some landing on Jill's pubic hair which I was diving on. I caught a taste of his salty solution, and proceeded to bring Jill off. The sight of her brother's actions, and my tongue, mixed with Karen caresses, sent Jill over the top. She screamed out her orgasm, over and over. The entrance to her love hole contracting with spasms. This lasted for about another 15 seconds, and then she pulled my head away and requested that I stop. My mouth and face full of her cum, and wetness. I was intoxicated with animal desire now. Karen leaned over and revealed her shiny pussy to me, saying. "Bring that little thing over here." I looked at Mark, "Go ahead, kid, it's your turn." I moved closer to her not knowing what to do, or really where to putt it. She reached from behind her, and grabbed my cock guiding it into her spread lips. The hot of her pussy, and that of the sauna made everything wet. I moved inside her. Feeling the gut wrenching pleasure. Karen knew I wouldn't last long, and looked form behind and said. "Start fucking kid, there will be other times to go slow." We were in the perfect doggy style, her ass arched up into the air, with the back sloping down, her arms spread out flat against the floor. I took her advise and began to pump away with greater and greater force. I reached with my hands and grabbed the sides of her hips to pump even deeper. I must have been in touch with some more primal force from mans distant past. I pumped and pumped, and actually made her scream with pleasure. "Come on kid, fuck me, fuck me! Don't stop I'm almost there," she said. Jill watched and ran her own finger up and down her wetted pussy. It was over for me, I couldn't take any more, with one final stroke I shot my cum deep inside her. But I kept moving even as the pace of orgasm went through my body. I kept going determined to get her off. Karen reached behind her and started to rub her clit as I pumped. That was all it took, and she screamed as climax tore threw her body. I collapsed from the heat and Karen fell forward, the white outline of my cum oozing from her pussy. Mark and Karen Smiled at each other, and I fell back from the group. "Remember kid, not a word, or everyone will know you had my dick up your ass. And you enjoyed it too," Mark said. I nodded my head in agreement. We all sat there for about another hour. Mark and Karen left, leaving me and Jill to slowly and quietly explore each others bodies. No commitment, nothing to be ashamed of, no pleasures left out. I wouldn't ever tell anyone of that night, but it would shape the way I looked at both love and sex for the rest of my life. In a world so filled with hate and loneliness, how could what we had that night been bad? END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. 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