Spontaneous ll

-- WEDNESDAY, JULY 27, 2005, SUMMER BREAK --

"Oh ... my... fuck..." I grunted, straining at the edge of my control. It took all of my concentration to merge Amber's black BMW 645ci convertible into the right lane and then slow us down to turn into the driveway. "Amber! Amber, fuck! We're almost there!"

She picked up speed, bobbing her head up and down in my lap ever faster while reaching her right hand beneath my balls, using her fingernails to scratch them delicately.

My eyes tried to shut themselves as I felt the explosion deep within my loins, not a good thing considering that the Escalade right in front of me was braking hard. My lower jaw twitched twice, the second time jerking so hard that it actually hurt. And then I was grunting uncontrollably as my hips bucked up off the car's seat, held down only by my seatbelt and by Amber's head restraining my prick as it lurched a couple of inches into her throat.

"Ngah!" I grunted as the first wave of spunk blasted out of me and straight down into her gullet. Amber followed my cock back down as my butt dropped into the seat once again, and she pulled her head back until just my mushroom head was still behind her lips. Jacking my shaft furiously, she coaxed out the rest of my sperm. And I whimpered while forcing myself to focus on not crashing while continuing to pump gout after gout of steaming hot jism into my girlfriend's mouth.

The valet tapped on the window while Amber sat up, wiping the back of her mouth with a shit-eating grin. I desperately tried to stuff myself back into my pants and zip up, and the valet had to tap on the window once more before I opened the door. Thank god the windows were fully tinted, and that we had the convertible top up.

"Evening, sir," the valet said politely as if I hadn't kept him waiting at all. He handed me a ticket as I unbuckled my seat belt and gingerly crawled out of the car.

When Amber circled around to my side and slipped her arm around mine, I leaned over and whispered, "You are evil."

"Don't tell me you didn't enjoy that."

My eyes popped as I saw the glob of cum still attached to her chin on her left side. Mumbling "Uh", I tapped my own chin and gave her a significant look.

Grinning, Amber snaked her long tongue out and swiped off the last glob, smiling mischievously before darting her eyes around to see if anyone noticed. Indeed, there was another valet staring at us with a rather vacant expression. Although to be fair, he might not have noticed the jizz at all, having been distracted by the view of Amber's displayed cleavage and tight ass simply poured into the back of her dress.

"You're crazy," I mumbled.

"Dontcha love me?"

I grinned. "Absolutely."

"Happy Anniversary, babe," she beamed at me.

My smile got even bigger. I couldn't remember the last time I'd celebrated a one week anniversary, but it was as good a reason as any to go out to dinner. Patting the hand she'd wrapped around my arm, I replied warmly, "Happy Anniversary." And then I led us inside the restaurant.

Ten minutes later, we were seated at a plush booth, giving our orders to the waitress. She politely checked our I.D.'s as we ordered martinis, and when he handed back Amber's, I quickly reached out to swipe it away from her.

"Hey!" she protested.

"Just lemme look."

"Fine, but you have to give me yours."

I handed mine over, and we both took a moment to examine each other's license.

"I feel like I'm robbing the cradle staring at this," Amber sighed, turning the card around to show me my 16-year-old picture.

"You're only 3 years older than me." I shrugged. Being from out of state, Amber had needed to get a new California license, complete with a much more recent picture. I flicked the red dot on the back. "And you're an organ donor. I like."

Amber blushed, looking away from me. "Not my idea. Someone..." she hesitated for a half second before looking up at me more firmly. "Someone told me I should."

"Good advice. The world needs more people willing to share."

Amber smiled and extended her foot beneath the table to rub against mine. The two of us played footsie and made kissy faces at each other while chatting amiably until our food came. But the instant Amber cut into her Filet Mignon, her whole mood changed.

"Waitress! Waitress!" Amber barked angrily, spinning around to scan the room for her.

The mid-30s lady came over quickly, not used to someone causing a commotion in the otherwise quiet establishment. "Is something the matter?"

Amber split her Filet and pointed with her knife. "This is completely overdone. I specifically asked for medium rare. Everyone knows you can't eat a Filet well done. But do you see pink? Huh?"

"My apologies, Miss." The waitress bobbed her head obsequiously. "Shall I take this back?"

Amber didn't reply verbally, just rolling her eyes and sitting back haughtily with her arms folded across her chest.

The waitress quickly scooped the plate away and hustled back. When she was gone, I leaned forward and gave Amber a short look. "Hey ... You don't need to be so harsh."

Amber just glared back at me. "I'm not some wuss who's just going to roll over and eat whatever the fuck they bring me. I know what I like, and I'd better get what I want. Especially on my anniversary."

"Fair enough, but you could have sent your Filet back without the 'tude." I raised my eyebrows suggestively.

Amber pinched her lips and sighed. "Whatever."

Immediately, I offered to share some of my food. We both knew Amber rather liked picking things off my plate anyway. And despite the rough start, we started to get back into a good mood by the time Amber's medium rare Filet arrived.

But when the check came, Amber paid over my protests and slammed down the pen rather forcefully before slapping the billfold closed. When she reached back to grab her purse, I furrowed my eyebrows and reached across the table, opening it up and taking a peek inside.

My eyebrows rose as I saw the signed receipt. "A dollar tip? Seriously?"

Amber popped her eyebrows. "What? I'm expressing my displeasure with my meal. Waiters and waitress always think that tipping is their God-given right. It's not. It's a reward for good service, and an optional reward at that."

I frowned. "Fine, but don't take it out on the waitress. If she screwed things up, that's one thing. But she did a good job. She got our drinks and food out quickly, she didn't hover, and she was always nearby when we did want something from her. I've eaten in a few different restaurants and this waitress was pretty damn good."

"But I had to send back the Filet."

I shook my head. "Overcooking your Filet is on the kitchen, not the waitress. I saw her write down 'medium rare' when you ordered."

"Whatever. The tip is on the bill, for the whole meal. Period."

I shook my head. "No, it's not. Cooks and kitchen staff get paid a wage, period. Waiters and waitresses don't even make minimum wage. They get like 3 bucks an hour because of all these weird service employment laws, and they have to make everything else up on tips. That woman spent an hour on us, and now she's going to make less than minimum wage for someone else's fuckup. That's not right."

"So what do you want me to do? Give her a full tip for a less-than-ideal meal?"

I rolled my eyes. "Excuse me."

"Where are you going?"

"Just ... gimme a sec." I stood up and glanced around. The restaurant manager was easy to spot, and I quickly walked over to him while he was in a relatively secluded location. Speaking quietly, I explained the situation to him and after glancing past me to my table and still upset date, he gave me a smile.

"I'll take care of it," he assured me before stepping over to a nearby monitor. There, I watched as the manager comped the Filet, removed Amber's credit card, and spat out a fresh receipt.

I handed him my card and let him swipe it. And then right then and there, I signed the bill with a 20% tip off the original subtotal. "Thanks," I said warmly.

"Thank you for bringing the matter to my attention."

I then returned to my date, extending my hand out to her. "Okay, all set."

"What just happened?"

I shrugged, helping Amber to her feet and then reaching out to her signed receipt, tearing it in half before putting it in my pocket. "I took care of it."

"How?"

I shrugged, gesturing for her to wait until we left the restaurant. I handed my valet ticket over and then stepped to the side, finally explaining what I'd done: The waitress got her full due. The restaurant comped the Filet for getting it wrong in the first place. And everybody won.

Amber got that spaced-out look as she stared right through me again. A warm smile then spread across her lips before she hugged herself against my side. Just when her BMW arrived, she reached up to my cheek to turn my face toward hers. And after planting a fresh soul-searing kiss on me, she leaned in, humming, "Maybe I should give you another blowjob on the way home."

-- THURSDAY, JULY 28, 2005, SUMMER BREAK --

"Oh ... Uhhh ... Nnnnghhh..." Noelle whimpered, pulling her head out of Amber's crotch and turning it to the side. The cute dirty-blonde with the curvaceous body set her forehead down onto the mattress and concentrated on the feelings emanating from her nether regions.

Amber didn't seem to mind the lack of attention. My girlfriend was on the bottom of their sixty-nine, and she was busy watching for her first time as my thick cock pushed into the pretty lesbian's pussy. Only when I was about halfway in did she remember what she was doing, and after nuzzling my ball sac with her nose, she took a long lick across Noelle's clit.

"Oh wowww..." Noelle whimpered, still with her forehead on the mattress and her eyes closed. Even after having met me, and knowing that Amber lived quite literally next door, I don't think she ever expected to be double-teamed by the pair of us.

"This looks so much hotter than I thought," Kady groaned, sitting up in the chair beside the bed with her heels on the seat and her knees spread to the sides. Biting her lower lip, the redhead rubbed her own pussy and moaned in obvious arousal.

Noelle's pussy was tight, like always. Unlike Adrienne or Kady, who considered themselves lesbians but honestly enjoyed the mental concept of being fucked by a man, Noelle had been a real lesbian for her entire life. Her sexual fantasies had never included men and she wasn't the kind of girl who craved penetration. She'd never bought a dildo and her vibrators were meant to be used outside on her clit more than inside her vagina. Only since my arrival, with the knowledge that I'd been Kady's one and only male lover and hearing me make Lynne scream in orgasmic ecstasy, had she even begun to consider trying out straight sex. And then on Sunday night a week and a half ago, she finally decided to take the plunge.

While not a disaster, the whole deflowering had not been one of my finest moments. Noelle certainly wanted things to be soft and gentle, and I'd given her that. I'd let her slowly sink down on top of me in a cowgirl position, her ultratight pussy needing time to be stretched out wider than it had ever been in her young life. She rode me for about five minutes, only getting an orgasm when I concentrated on fingering her clit while Kady alternated between kissing her and sucking on her tits. And then she climbed off and said that was good enough for her first try.

Tuesday had been a little bit better. She let me enter her missionary style and I used everything I'd figured out for her user manual to make her cum from just my stroking. But it was still just a mild orgasm and nothing like the screaming banshee noises I was able to produce in Kady. In simple fact: Noelle was a Kinsey-6 lesbian, and physically-forced pleasure could only take her so far without the mental stimulation to go with it.

After that, I hooked up with Amber and didn't have a chance to really play with Kady and Noelle until that Sunday when Amber pulled an 18-hour shift at the hospital. The two lesbians and Lynne had taken turns with me until 5:30 in the morning, and at one point when both Kady and Lynne were fast asleep and Noelle and I were doing a straight one-on-one, she asked me to pull out and go down on her, letting her close her eyes and actually fantasize that I was female. It was her biggest orgasm yet, and when that was done, we both agreed that she'd satisfied her straight-curiosity.

But that was Sunday. Tonight was Thursday, and when the four of us decided to get together as a group for the first time, Amber was just dying to see me actually fuck the pretty lesbian. And curiosity satisfied or not, Noelle was game.

"Oh, do that again," Noelle whimpered.

Grabbing her asscheeks, I pulled out until I had only about four inches inside of her pussy, then rotated my hips in a wide counter-clockwise circle. I'd realized that by doing this, I could scrape my cockhead across Noelle's G-spot. And since she wasn't a girl used to getting penetrated, it was a sensation that was still new and exciting to her. At the same time, I called upon my user manual and tickled the cluster of nerves she had at the base of her spine. And right then, Amber wrapped her tongue around the girl's clit and sucked.

"Oh-Oh-AAGH!" the dirty-blonde croaked. I felt her pussy muscles clamp down around me, and raising my hips up as high as I could go without retracting my dick, I wriggled myself to rub my cockhead across her G-spot a few more times.

"Oh woww..." Noelle moaned again as she started coming down from her high, and I pulled out before turning and sitting down heavily on the edge of the bed, my wet cock waving in the air.

"Ooh, yummy!" Kady enthused as she leaped out of the chair, sinking to her knees and sucking my cock into her mouth. The pretty redhead still wasn't big on blowjobs, and she certainly didn't want me to cum in her mouth. But her girlfriend's orgasmic juices were all over my dick and she loved to lick them up, no matter the source.

I chuckled and looked down at the bed beside me. Amber was smirking up at me before closing her eyes and moaning. One good thing about Noelle was that she got really, really horny after getting a good orgasm. And she was furiously eating out Amber's pussy now as if to make up for her earlier lack of attention.

Meanwhile, Kady was sucking my dick with some rather unusual gusto. After starting the evening by fucking my girlfriend for a couple of minutes before switching around and pushing into Noelle, I'd worn down my self control. And given that we'd all been going for about a half-hour by now, I was eager to get my first good ejaculation.

"Better slow down, Red," I cautioned. "Noelle's juices are long gone and I'm plenty hard enough if you want to go for a ride. Keep that up and you're liable to get a mouthful."

"Mmph!" Kady moaned around my prick before rolling her dark blue eyes up to me. A little sizzle went through her eyes before she popped off my prick and stared at me while continuing to jerk my prick. "I wanna taste it."

My eyes popped in surprise. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me," she sighed. "Sperm me, Big Ben. I figure it's worth a try." And without hesitation, she resumed sucking powerfully on my prick, bobbing her head back and forth and tickling my balls in much the same way she'd seen Amber do earlier tonight.

Glancing to my side, I saw that Noelle and Amber had stopped what they were doing. The girls had heard what Kady just said to me, so Noelle had rolled off my girlfriend and spun around to watch. Amber herself flipped onto her stomach as well, and with my mind being blown almost as much as my dick, I simply gawked at the mostly-lesbian hot redhead really going to town on my prick in search of spunk.

"Oh, shit. Kady ... Kady ... Kady!" I groaned in warning as I quickly ramped up to climax. Her decision had caught me off-guard, making me lose my ejaculatory control. And as I felt my balls compressing, I quickly grabbed her head and held it in place, my lustful brain not wanting her to pull away at the last moment.

For her part, Kady just relaxed and opened her mouth, taking a deep breath and staring intently at my cock as it swelled up just before blowing. The first jet caught her in the back of her throat, startling her. She pulled away, choking slightly just as the second jet splattered inside her cheek as well. Realizing that she'd started to choke, I let go of her head so she could get away. But despite closing her mouth and swallowing desperately, Kady didn't try to avoid the next burst of cum which hit her right on her dainty nose.

"Holy shit!" Noelle squealed.

Amber was just grinning ear to ear.

"Ungh-UNGH!" I grunted as I fired out another wad of sticky cream. And to my utter shock, Kady had opened her mouth again just in time to have it squirt across her tongue before she once again sucked my shooting prick into her mouth.

Finally, I pumped out my final few shots into the redhead's mouth. Kady was sucking and swallowing instinctively, reaching up with two fingers to jack my prick and squeeze out whatever I had left. And when I was done, she sat back on her heels and made a distasteful face. "Yuck. So salty. Now I know why I didn't want to try that in High School."

I groaned, ecstatic to have cum in Kady-fucking-Jacobsen's mouth, but guilty at the same time. "I'm sorry."

Kady shook her head and gave me a mischievous grin. "Don't be. Even though the taste is nasty, I'm happy I tried that at least once in my life. Still ... Noelle? Beer me, will ya?"

Laughing, Noelle rolled naked out of bed and went out the door. We were doing this in the girls' apartment and I knew their kitchen would be fully stocked. Hell, Kady had downed three beers tonight already.

But I felt like I would need another beer after what Kady said next. She called out the door in a loud voice, "Make it two!" And then rolling her eyes up to me, she took a deep breath and said, "I'm gonna need them."

I frowned and looked down at her. "Why?"

The impish redhead grinned again and said, "Well you always said you wanted to fuck my ass."

"Quit starin' and come stick your dick in me!" Kady barked, waving side-to-side slightly while parked on all fours atop her own bed.

"Patience..." I breathed.

I couldn't help staring. My sisters had cosmically-gorgeous asses, but I was almost used to staring at those. Kady's wasn't necessarily better, but it was shaped completely differently. Her ass was almost muscular, perfectly toned, compact, and yet inviting in such a way that I almost didn't want to touch it for fear of marring its perfection. But then I couldn't resist touching it either, and almost reverently I stroked her perky cheeks.

"C'mon, Ben!" she complained again, wriggling her hips urgently. Already breathing hard in anticipation, she was on the edge of orgasm, courtesy of her own girlfriend lying beneath her in a sixty-nine position and almost constantly licking her pussy. I'd watched the lesbian lovers go at it, taking in the subtle ways Noelle would swipe her tongue through Kady's slit.

"Patience..." I urged again.

I'd taken my time lubing Kady up, starting first with a shallow index finger and gradually working my way up to three fingers to stretch her out. Noelle had been eating her out the entire time to help distract her and help her associate the pleasant feelings with the surreal sensations of having lubricated fingers pushed into her nether hole. And my own rock-hardness was ensured with Amber kneeling on the floor beside me, sucking my cock fervently while fingering herself and whimpering in her own anticipation as she watched me shoving my fingers up the redhead's backdoor.

Kady hadn't cum yet. We'd been working her for fifteen minutes, and Noelle wasn't holding anything back, but the redhead just couldn't let herself go. For ten minutes she'd been worked up to the brink of orgasm, and despite her preference for the softness of a woman's touch compared with the blunt forcefulness of a man's dick, she yearned for that ultimate penetration. Sweating, hyperventilating, and absolutely quivering with need, by now Kady unquestionably craved the solid, hard fucking that she knew I could give.

"Ben!" Kady whined.

"Patience!" I stated firmly.

"Fuck patience! Gawd-fucking-dammit, Ben! Less fucking staring and more fucking- FUCK!!!"

Kady's entire body swung forward with the impact of my pelvis against her buttcheeks. While she was in the middle of her rant, I'd suddenly yanked my cock out of Amber's mouth and centered it against the redhead's gaping pussy hole. Keeping three lubed fingers up her anus, I used my left hand to hold her hip in place as I lunged forward, skewering her in a single powerful thrust. And as she felt her vaginal walls suddenly stretched so fast she'd barely realized it, her body was finally pushed over that climactic edge and she absolutely detonated in orgasm.

"FUUUUUUUCK!!!" Kady screamed so loud I was sure the neighbors had heard, closed windows or not.

"FUUUUUUUCK!!!" she screamed again when I pulled back and slammed into her one more time.

"FUUUUUUUCK!!!" she cried out, her wobbly arms collapsing as she dropped facedown between Noelle's legs, her monster orgasm radiating out across her entire body and turning her brain into so much jello.

I rode out her muscle spasms, feeling the result of electrical sparks firing across her nerve conduits erratically in a true system overload. Her anal muscles clamped down tight on my fingers, pinching so hard I thought I was losing blood flow. Likewise, her pussy muscles trapped my cock at full depth, so tightly that I wouldn't have been able to pull out even if I wanted to. Kady's voice turned raw as she continued screaming, and her arms flailed uselessly to her sides. But after a full thirty seconds of howling like a banshee, her voice gave out and her body went limp.

Perfect.

When Kady's nervous system switched off, with every muscle in her body going completely slack from lack of electrical energy, it also included her pussy muscles which had previously trapped my dick inside her. Now freed, I swiftly pulled out of the young redhead's cunt and also withdrew the fingers of my right hand. And with a minor course correction, I swiftly speared my cock through Kady's relaxed asshole and didn't stop until I was balls deep up the girl's backdoor.

"Ohhwaaaughhh," Kady groaned as she was stretched more than she'd ever been in her life.

I just closed my eyes to enjoy the moment. I'd been staring at Kady Jacobsen's ass since the first day she showed up at my house almost four years ago. Now I finally had my dick inside it.

Fucking 'A' this feels awesome.

"Holy shit!" Noelle squeaked.

"Holy shit..." Amber breathed.

"Holy fucking shit," Kady groaned as she pushed her nose into the mattress, absorbing the sensations. "Is that all of it?"

"Yeah," I replied, keeping myself at full depth and tightening my kegel muscles to make my cock flex inside her.

"Fuck you're fucking big," Kady wheezed. "I can't fucking believe I did this."

"You want me to pull out?" I asked, suddenly letting my ego balloon burst and reminding myself to concentrate on my friend's feelings.

"Fuck no," Kady breathed back. "Do it. Fuck my ass, now. Take it you naughty, rotten bastard. I know you've wanted to for four fucking years. Take it. Grab my tight little cheeks and ride me hard. Ream me out so that I never fucking forget this moment. I've teased you for years, always flaunting my little tushie at you. I got such a thrill out of doing it, getting a little electrical buzz watching Mr. Big Shot who could have any fucking woman in the world he wanted just begging for it while I kept forcing you to watch and then walk away. Well you got me now you fucking asshole! Fuck my fucking asshole! Take it you sonovabitch! Take it and take me and FUUUUUUUCK!"

Kady screamed as another orgasm overtook her. Although she was bug-eyed beneath us, Noelle had resumed tonguing her girlfriend's clit, even pushing two fingers into Kady's pussy while I'd started pumping myself in and out of the redhead's rectum. Kady's nasty, aggressive language was turning me on, feeding my lust and giving me fuel to saw in and out of her exquisitely tight anal chute. I felt my arms flooding with adrenaline-spiked strength. My fingertips dug into her asscheeks, forcibly denting them despite their intensely toned firmness. And with a couple of drops of drool dribbling out the corner of my mouth, I growled and really began laying the pipe to her.

"Fuck my ass!" Kady groaned. "Fuck me the way you fucked Lynne that one fucking insanely exciting night. What was she screaming? Fuck my slutty asshole! Fuck my slutty asshole! FUCK MY SLUTTY ASSHOLE!"

I did. Roaring like a demon possessed, I felt the sexual creature inside crawling up my spine and trying to take control. It wasn't that I didn't want to let it, just that I'd learned to instinctively keep that creature harnessed. But it sure was tempting, and I let my red lust course through my veins as I gripped Kady's athletic body and pounded the shit out of her.

"AUGH! AUGH! AUGH!" Kady shrieked every time my pelvic bone slammed against her butt. She probably had the least padding on her butt compared with any other girl I'd ever been with, and the impacts were so painful for both of us that I was sure we'd each have bruising come morning. Indeed, I was hammering her so hard that she was losing the ability to stay on her knees, and poor Noelle was getting crushed beneath us.

"Eep!" Noelle finally squeaked, nearly out of breath.

Realizing what was happening, I slid my hands lower and wrapped an arm around Kady's waist, pinning her body against mine while my cock remained at full depth in her bowels. Hoisting her up, I jerked the both of us over a couple of feet to the side and then flipped her over onto her back, my dick becoming dislodged in the process.

While Noelle now gasped for oxygen beside us, I almost carelessly flung Kady's legs over my shoulders. Centering my cock against her gaping sphincter, I rammed forward and burrowed deep into her asshole once again.

"FUUUUUUUCK!!!" Kady screamed as she came again.

"FUUUUUUUCK!!!" she howled as her shins clamped around the sides of my head while I leaned over her, pressing myself ever deeper up her backside.

I clambered onto the bed, getting my knees atop the mattress now after spending the entire time so far standing on the floor. Doing so rolled Kady's body up beneath me like an armadillo, but it also let me get even deeper than before. The pretty lesbian babe was thrashing her head left and right as she howled in mixed pain and pleasure. But I managed to grab her chin and hold it in place long enough for me to shove my tongue into her mouth. And she wrapped her arms around my head right next to her own legs to kiss me with fervent passion as I finally hit my limit and exploded.

"Hrk!" I grunted into our kiss, unable to breathe. So many different times I'd closed my hand around a girl's windpipe or covered her mouth and nose with my hand. It was a dangerous thing to do, but the oxygen-deprivation often amplified the sexual euphoria. Now, with her legs boxing my ears and her arms holding me down, Kady was doing the same to me. I couldn't breathe, and even as I felt my cock expand and spit out wad after wad of scalding hot spunk deep within Kady's bowels, I also felt the inky black cloud descending around my eyes.

"Hrk!" I groaned again, still unable to breathe but unable to stop myself from expelling even more precious oxygen. My ab muscles burned from my exertion. My legs were quaking. But still my cock kept firing and firing, retracting as if on a spring to spurt out a great wad of jism before jerking back and spurting again.

With Kady's tongue scraping the insides of my mouth, I felt my eyeballs roll up into my head. Quivering like a leaf in a storm, my entire body vibrated with the intensity of my orgasm. And then just as the last droplet of sperm left my dick and lodged itself against the redhead's anal walls, the inky cloud took over and I surrendered myself to unconsciousness.

A sharp pain hit the side of my jaw, and wincing, I managed to crack my eyes open to find that I was flat on my back, staring at the ceiling. Turning my gaze, I found my girlfriend staring down at me, her eyes absolutely sizzling with energy as she held up her hands, ready to slap my cheek once more if necessary. She held a wet washcloth in her other hand, scrubbing and stroking my crotch to both clean me and revive me at the same time.

"Unghh..." I groaned, wishing I were still blacked out.

"No going back to sleep, my sex machine," she purred. Reaching her hands out, Dr. Amber tweaked some corner of my ribs and then tickled me just beneath my armpit. Almost immediately, I felt a surge of electricity shoot through my body to light up my nerves once again. "That was so fucking hot. Like really, really fucking hot. And I'm not letting you go back to sleep again until you do it to ME. Fuck, after watching something that intense, maybe Noelle will even want you to take her anal cherry."

That woke me up, and I quickly glanced over to the naked dirty-blonde behind Amber. Noelle had been clucking over Kady, who was obviously passed out and dead to the world, snoring a little even. And though she looked at me with such alarm that I was rather positive she would never want me to sodomize her, her skin was flushed and her nipples diamond hard at the same time.

"C'mon, honey," Amber said in a smoky, intoxicatingly sensual voice. "You'd better work me up and then knock me out, otherwise I'm never letting you get any sleep tonight."

Ah, it's tough to be a Sex God.

-- FRIDAY, JULY 29, 2005, SUMMER BREAK --

"Ohhhhwaaaaghhhuuuhhh..." Every muscle in Amber's body was tense as she went rigidly still. Her creamy white skin glowed with heat and arousal, glistening a bit from the fine sheen of sweat covering her from head to toe. Her head was thrown back as she groaned at the ceiling, and her chest thrust forward, capped at the front by nipples so hard they could cut glass.

My thumbs and index fingers were cupped beneath those magnificent breasts, holding them up and squeezing gently as I felt each packet of sperm pulse up the length my cock and erupt into my girlfriend's spasming pussy. I held my breath as my mouth gaped open. And almost silently, we experienced together the dizzying euphoria of mutual orgasm.

The moment passed and like a gazelle shot mid-leap, Amber toppled off me and onto the mattress. In the open air, my cock slowly deflated. And the room was filled with no sounds but that of exhausted lovers gasping to refill their lungs with oxygen.

"Oh, shit," Amber wheezed. "THAT'S how you fucking start a vacation."

I chuckled and tried to catch my breath. It wasn't that Amber actually had a vacation. But due to a quirk in the scheduling, she had a full three days off, including the weekend. I still had to get to my internship at BioGen in an hour, of course. But I was actually looking forward to it. After the marathon orgy last night, plus Amber waking up horny this morning, I could use the break.

"For some reason, I thought we'd slow down after a week," Amber sighed breathlessly at the ceiling, still flat on her back.

"You're still insatiable," I explained, breathing hard myself. "I thought you'd be wiped out after last night."

"Me? What about you? Fucking three girls into the ground last night and still having enough for me this morning ... You're a machine," she stated in wonder. "As for the insatiable part, I can't believe it myself. I normally get bored of a guy pretty fast. Or at least, the 'newness' wears off after a few days."

"It must be love."

Amber picked her head up at that. With a silly grin, she rolled onto her belly and then crawled up to me, setting her head down on my chest and then leaning forward to give me a sweet kiss. "I think you're right. This must be love."

We just looked at each other for a long while, giddy smiles on both our faces as we simply admired the view. I figured I had the better view, as Amber had a face that put supermodels to shame. But she didn't seem to mind gazing at my ugly mug.

Leaning in and kissing me again, Amber pulled back just two inches away from me and asked, "So what are we doing this weekend? I've got more than 72 straight hours until I've got to get back to work."

I blinked and suggested, "Stay in bed and fuck each other's brains out?"

Amber rolled her eyes. "And how would that be any different than the last week? I'm serious. I don't have to be back at the hospital until noon on Monday. Something like this may never happen to me again."

I shrugged. "Hop a jet and fly to Vegas?"

Amber grinned. "NOW you're talking. But actually, I was thinking of something closer to here. We talk a lot about falling in love and getting to know each other, but I realized that I haven't met any of your other friends or family. We've spent an entire week with Lynne, Kady, and Noelle. But what about your college friends? And didn't you say your sister lives in San Francisco?"

Immediately, I averted my eyes and looked away. "I don't know..." I hedged.

"What?" Amber pouted. "Are you embarrassed to show me to them?"

"No, no. I have nothing against introducing you to Brandi or letting you meet my other friends. I fully intend for you to be a permanent part of my life for a long time to come, and you'll have to get to know them eventually."

But the mere mention of friends and family called up my ... history. And a big part of my history had always been Dawn. If we visited Brandi, I would also be seeing Dayna. And Dayna would remind me of Dawn. If we visited Bert, I would think of those threesomes with Dawn that had led to our breakup, NOT a pleasant memory. And I simply couldn't visit Kim; not after the way I'd dumped her.

Dawn hadn't popped into my head very often the past week. Sure, there had been the moments when I couldn't help but think of how much Amber physically reminded me of Dawn. But I'd consciously forced myself to focus on seeing Amber as Amber, and not as a replacement for my lost girlfriend. This wasn't a rebound. This was real to me.

"So what's the hang-up?" Amber complained.

"How about you? Don't you have any friends or family nearby? We've been hanging out with Lynne, Kady, and Noelle. But they were more my friends first. Who did you spend your time with before me?"

Amber shrugged and looked away. "Kind of a loner, really. You know that all my family is back home. Here, I have a bunch of coworkers I'll go out for drinks with. And there are always guys trying to pick me up. But ... I..." She spaced out again for a second. "I haven't been much for permanent relationships lately. Mostly, I like talking on the phone to my best friend."

"E-Beth, right?" I queried. Amber occasionally spent an hour a night on the phone with her best friend, even after we'd hooked up.

She nodded. "So that's it? You love me and you think this might last in the long run, but you don't want me to meet your friends and family?"

"It's not that."

"Then what?"

Almost forcibly, I pushed Dawn out of my mind. This wasn't about her. To continue avoiding people because they might remind me of Dawn wouldn't be fair to Amber. So taking a deep breath, I shrugged and nodded, "Okay. I'll call up Brandi and see if she's free this weekend. And while we're up there, I should call Adrienne and see if she's free."

"Adrienne?" Amber frowned speculatively. "That's uh..."

"My adopted sister."

"Oh, right." Amber sighed. "I remember your whole family having names that begin with 'B', but I got confused about that one. Her dad died or something?"

I nodded. "But it's a tossup to see if she's free this weekend. She's super-super busy and always traveling."

"What does she do?"

I blinked and smiled. "Uh, I never told you?"

Amber shrugged. "If I recall, we were talking about each other's family but didn't get that much into detail because you started sliding your hand into my panties."

I frowned. "Only because you slid your hand into my shorts first!"

Amber laughed and slid her hand down over my crotch, which was still wet from our combined orgasms. My cock had gone mostly soft, but remained in a semi-hard and ready state just in case the naked goddess rubbing herself against me wanted another round. "So what does your adopted sister do?"

I bit my lip and blushed. "Well, have you heard of Sports Illustrated... ?"

I-5 is boring with a capital 'B'. But to be fair, the drive heading north toward the Oregon border isn't quite as boring as the drive south to O.C. And the total trip up was still shorter than that drive home.

"Hey bro, you want me to finish the drive?" Brandi yawned from the seat beside me.

I glanced over at her, thought about it, and agreed. "When we stop to get gas, we might switch. It's not that I can't handle the whole drive by myself. But I honestly think that one is gonna wake up super-horny." I jerked a thumb into the backseat, pointing at Amber as she slept with her head against the sidewall of Brandi's Camry.

Brandi glanced back and smiled. "After the stuff I've heard come out of that girl's mouth so far, I think you're right. Good thing Adrienne couldn't come on this trip. Otherwise you'd really be in for some trouble this weekend."

I raised my eyebrows and nodded knowingly at that. I still couldn't believe how things were shaping up. It had started this morning with the call to Brandi, asking if she and Dayna were free for me to visit and bring my new girlfriend. Brandi had immediately informed me that they'd been planning to make a surprise visit to our parents at Morris Camp this weekend, especially since they'd gone nearly a month without seeing the majority of their children. And since they didn't want to scrap those plans, would my new girlfriend and I be interested in coming along?

It had seemed unlikely. For all our professions of falling in love, this kind of trip seemed a little ... sudden ... for our relationship. As hard as we'd fallen for each other, and as intimately connected as we'd gotten in such a short time, we'd still been together for a grand total of 9 days. Everything felt natural, Amber and I just meshed so WELL together. But 9 days is only 9 days.

"Hey, why the hell not?" Amber had replied when I did put the question to her. "Let's be spontaneous!"

"This isn't just my sister. It's bad enough that Dayna is Dawn's big sister. You remember Dawn? My ex-girlfriend with whom I just went through a bad breakup? But even worse, we're visiting our parents."

"So? You said you're still on good terms with their family, and your ex isn't going to be there herself, is she?"

I took a deep breath. "No. Dayna told me she was staying home. But these are my parents. Are you sure you're ready to meet them?"

Amber shrugged and looked at me. "Are you ready to introduce me to your parents? I know it's not easy for a guy to do that, especially with such a new girlfriend. If you don't think we're at that point in our relationship yet, then I'll understand."

I shook my head, firmly committing to what I believed in my heart. "You and I are special. You and I are going to last for a long time. I have no doubts that we're going to be in each other's life for years and years to come, that's how much I love you. So I guess you might as well meet Mom and Dad."

And now here we were. My boss Amir had graciously allowed me to leave work at noon. Amber and I had driven up to San Francisco and loaded our stuff into Brandi's car. And the four of us had hit the road.

I was both surprised and not surprised that Amber and Dayna hit it off immediately. I'd sort of expected some friction from Dayna, given that Amber was effectively taking the place of her own beloved younger sister. But when the topic inevitably came around to Amber asking for Dayna's opinion about my ex, an annoyed Dayna had explained that while Dawn had long thought of herself as mature and wise, she was still just a little girl who sometimes didn't know what she really wanted. Dayna seemed to take my side, and that put Amber at ease. Plus, Dayna wasn't shy about mentioning her own carnal history with me, which in turn let Amber spill some of the dirty details of our whirlwind romance (read: sex life). And I felt my ears burning as the girls swapped stories of my bedroom prowess.

For the next hour, the girls bonded over being busty, blonde, and even being bisexual. And from the way the two girls were flirting with each other, I figured that Amber and Dayna would find a way to seduce each other before the weekend was out. It was almost like re-watching Dayna meet Adrienne three years ago.

Not that Brandi had been left out of the conversation. My sister was the more cautiously protective one, asking pointed questions about the nature of our relationship and even some probing questions about Amber's long-term intentions toward me, especially since Amber was three years older and already in graduate school. Brandi got Amber to explain about her history, ranging from her very serious ex-boyfriend in college to her lack of close relationships since coming to Stanford.

But once Brandi's initial interrogation was over, she left the blondes in the backseat to flirt with each other and instead catch up with me. She pointed out that I seemed happier than I'd been in a long time. And she seemed relieved to know that I was still good friends with Lynne, Kady, and Noelle.

"Maybe you moving to Stanford was the best thing that ever happened to you," she'd commented.

"Hear, hear!" Amber had chirped from the backseat when she heard.

"Boo! Cal Bears all the way!" Dayna protested.

That just got the girls all laughing.

But after about two hours of chatting, the drone of empty freeway passing us by lulled all three girls to sleep. Brandi woke up about an hour later as we neared Redding and offered to drive the rest of the way, but Dayna and Amber were still out cold. After commenting about how much sexual exercise I was likely to get this weekend, Brandi checked the backseat again to make sure the girls were well and truly asleep. And then she leaned over, putting a hand on my arm.

"So really, little brother. Are you happy?"

I glanced over at her and smiled. "Yeah, really happy."

"But ... Dawn. You still haven't seen her since the breakup, have you?"

Trapped in a car, with nowhere to run, I just stared straight ahead and focused on the road. Taking a deep breath, I thought about my soulmate and the vast ... uncertainty ... between us. In just a few short weeks, we would both be back at school. I didn't think Dawn was going to drop out just to avoid me, and since we were both in the same Business program, we would be sharing a number of classes together. Sooner or later, we would have to figure out just how we would ... be ... with each other.

"I'll cross that bridge when I get to it," I said quietly. "Right now, I just want to enjoy what I have."

Brandi shook her head disapprovingly. "The longer you put her off, the harder it will be. Dawn has always been an extremely important part of your life. For you to just not deal with her ... it's not healthy."

"Not my fault. I've tried to contact her. She took off on that road trip instead."

"She's back from that road trip. She's been back for weeks now. And you haven't even called. Dayna told me."

"I called once; she hung up on me," I protested. "And I've been busy."

"Clearly. But you can't just keep yourself 'busy'. It's not fair to that pretty girl in the backseat. You've told Amber that you and Dawn are broken up; that's true enough. But you haven't told her that you and Dawn aren't truly resolved yet. There's been no closure," Brandi pointed out while giving me a sharp look. "And you can't really move on to the new until you've really dealt with the old."

Pinching my lips, I didn't say anything for a long while. An RV was backing things up, and I focused on passing it for a couple of minutes. But once we were back on open road, I could feel Brandi's expectant gaze boring into the side of my head. And after glancing at her, I sighed wearily. "I will deal with Dawn before getting back to Berkeley, okay?"

"When?"

I rolled my eyes. "After this trip, alright? Let me at least have this one weekend in peace about this. It's going to be weird enough for me bringing Amber to see Mom and Dad, not to mention the Evanses. Alright?"

Hearing the defensive tone in my voice, Brandi sighed. "Alright." And for a moment, she seemed willing to let things go at that. But then patting my arm, she leaned in and whispered, "I'm going to hold you to that."

I sighed. Seemed a good time to get some gas.

Only a half-hour outside of camp, we stopped again for fast food. Knowing the camp schedule, it was too late for us to join dinner anyway. I'd gotten an hour-long powernap, and took over driving for the last stretch. And just as the sun was setting, we pulled up outside the familiar cabins.

Stepping out of the car, I felt a wave of sentimentality wash over me. I'd missed last year's trip, but the view was already etched into my memory. I looked at my family's cabin, and then I looked at the Evans' cabin right next to ours. For a fleeting moment, I could envision my Dawn already waiting for us outside, leaning against the railing and looking at me with a warm, welcoming smile.

But she wasn't here. In fact, the Evans' cabin was completely dark, although there was a light on in ours.

"Bring back memories?" Dayna chirped, standing on the other side of the car.

"I can't believe we haven't been here in five years. The place looks exactly the same," Brandi replied from directly behind me.

"I like it," Amber offered from the front passenger side of the car. She'd sat up front to have the view as we approached. "When you told me to expect rustic and quaint instead of the Four Seasons, I was half-afraid it would be a canvas tent in the middle of nowhere. This is really nice."

I nodded and resumed my reminiscing, but then Brandi told me to pop the trunk. The four of us went back and retrieved our small roller suitcases that would keep us for two days and two nights. And then we approached my family's cabin since it had the lights on.

"Do you think we maybe should have called and warned them we were coming?" Brandi asked in a worried tone.

Dayna smirked. "Nah, that would ruin the surprise! What's the worst that could happen?" Reaching forward, she turned the unlocked door and swung it open.

"Unnnghhuuuhhh..."

My eyes popped open wide in utter and absolute shock. The first thing I saw was a very nice pair of big tits – creamy white, round, and capped with pretty pink nipples – swaying back and forth pendulously. The gorgeous blonde woman had her head down as she knelt on the sofa with her hands braced on the backrest, but she picked her face up in surprise to see the door opening. Gasping, Deanna Evans' body went rigidly still. And still with his dick fully imbedded, my Dad stopped plowing her from behind and dropped his jaw.

To my left, I saw Jack Evans' bare butt thrusting back and forth, oblivious to what was going on at the front door. Though I couldn't see her face, I heard my own mother's voice groaning "Oh, Jack ... Oh, Jack ... Oh, ohhh..." as he pounded her into the sofa cushion with her legs thrown over his shoulders.

"Jack! Jack! Jack!" Deanna started squealing in alarm, grabbing a pillow off the couch to cover her front. My dad backed out of her in shock, his nicely-sized dick coming into the open air and still glistening with moisture. And before I could even blink, I felt an arm slam against my chest to propel me backward before the door slammed in my face.

With wide eyes and a gaping mouth, Dayna stood across the door with one hand still on the knob and the other splayed out to her side, as if she were defending the entrance like a castle guard.

"Holy shit!" Brandi was the first to wheeze.

Amber glanced at Brandi and then Dayna, taking careful note of the differences in their hair color and uniquely distinct facial features. Eyeing the door once again and perhaps remembering the view she'd just had, she popped her eyebrows and commented, "So your parents are swingers. Cool."

Not exactly how I'd intended to introduce my girlfriend to her potential in-laws.

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Very Open Minded a family....